Chapter Seventy-Seven: Writing Names

"It's not easy for him to let go of Miss Luo, and this matter of the eldest lady is finally okay. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Liyue girl, big brother will trouble you to take care of it in the future. Shen Jinyan said politely.

He respectfully called her 'girl'?

Zhong Liyue sweated in her heart, he didn't put on a stand in front of her, and his attitude was polite, wouldn't it be because he regarded her as his future sister-in-law? She had no choice but to explain again: "Second Young Master, you really misunderstood. ”

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to mention it again." Shen Jinyan smiled, then changed his words, and said with a serious face: "But you must not mention the word 'Miss Luo' in front of your eldest brother, lest your eldest brother be sad and complain about you." ”

"Second young master, the slave maid has never heard of 'Miss Luo', I don't know if this Miss Luo is ......" Zhong Liyue couldn't help but ask.

Shen Jinyan was surprised: "You don't know? In an instant, he looked relieved again, and said, "Also, if something like that happens, who in the house would dare to mention it again?" ”

Zhong Liyue's curiosity was hung to the full, but the second young master didn't seem to want to say more about this issue, and directly warned: "If you don't know, don't ask again." Even if you know, it's not half of the benefit to you. You just need to remember to serve your big brother well, give birth to a few dolls, and prosper for our Shen family, and you can also change your own destiny by virtue of your mother's son. ”

"Huh." Zhong Liyue was afraid that the more she depicted it, the darker it would be, so she simply stopped explaining. After laughing dryly twice at the second young master, she blessed her body and retreated.

Leaving Shen Jinyan's sight, Zhong Liyue didn't have the extra mood to visit other places in the mansion, her whole heart was thinking about that 'Miss Luo'. Intuition told her that Fan Qianjin was just a cover to cover people's eyes, and the eldest young master's favorite was definitely this Miss Luo.

Why didn't anyone in the house dare to mention it?

Zhixia, they must know. However, Zhong Liyue felt that it was best not to ask, lest it be like what the second young master said, and the eldest young master was very angry when he heard it and complained about her.

In the eyes of others, she is promoted, but in her opinion, she is walking on thin ice.

Shen Zhaoyan is a very thoughtful person, his joys, sorrows and sorrows are almost not exposed on the surface, which makes people unable to see through. When you can't see through a person, you have both curiosity and a sense of fear of the unknown. Curiosity is easy to satisfy, but few can afford to be fearful.

So, she took out the baby book and used it to fill her free time.

After swimming in the ocean of knowledge for a day, Zhong Liyue felt that her soul had been sublimated a lot. Surrounded by all kinds of electronic gadgets, I completely forgot about the benefits of paper books. I almost finished reading this book, and my knowledge of all parts of Huanguo also soared.

"I really want to travel!" Zhong Liyue sighed after closing the book.

Soon it was evening.

Zhong Liyue was the same as usual, as soon as Shen Zhaoyan came back, she began to get busy.

When she was done, she took out the treasure book, pointed to the new words on it and asked Shen Zhaoyan for advice.

"So many questions?" Shen Zhaoyan frowned.

Zhong Liyue explained: "There are still these words I don't know, and the slave maid will finish reading all this book." ”

"Done?" Shen Zhaoyan looked at Zhong Liyue in surprise.

Zhong Liyue nodded, with a sincere expression.

Shen Zhao didn't believe it, and asked Zhong Liyue a few questions with the content inside, and after Zhong Liyue answered them one by one, a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Is the eldest young master very busy tonight and doesn't have time to teach the slave maid?" Zhong Liyue asked considering that he was in a high position and had a lot of things.

Shen Zhaoyan narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, and said with relief: "Liyue's words now have a lot of connotation than before, and it is in vain that I have carefully taught and been good at persuasion." ”

Zhong Liyue said sincerely: "I am indeed very grateful for the patience and teaching of the eldest young master these days, if the slave maid is rich, he will definitely set a table for the eldest young master in the most expensive restaurant in Huanjing to express his gratitude." ”

"Okay, I'll wait. If Liyue is invited to a banquet, I will not shirk half a sentence and dress up to the banquet. Shen Zhaoyan deliberately teased with her words.

Zhong Liyue pursed her lips and said, "The slave maid is influenced by the eldest young master's ears and eyes, and her words have a lot of connotations, and the eldest young master is not bad, and she can make jokes when she blurts out." ”

Shen Zhaoyan smiled slightly.

His mood didn't seem to be affected by Chun Qiao's incident at all, and he was still very patient when explaining the problem to Zhong Liyue. After finishing the lecture, he continued to teach: "After reading this book, most of the commonly used words Liyue will be recognized, and then you can try to copy it again, practice the font, and at the same time deepen the impression of the font." After all, you know words in a short period of time, and if you don't read them for a long time, you may forget. ”

"Practicing calligraphy?" Zhong Liyue glanced at the brush in front of the table, not daring to compliment. "Slaves and maids are not very demanding, just read easy-to-understand books without any problem, you don't need to be able to write."

"Isn't the original intention of learning words to be able to read and write? After being able to write, Li Yue can write a letter back to her family.

"What's the use of a slave being able to write? They have to understand it! Zhong Liyue said with a smile.

Shen Zhaoyan was slightly stunned, hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "I almost forgot." Then, he stood up, let Li Yue sit in his place, and said, "It never hurts to write some reading experiences without writing family letters." ”

Zhong Liyue thinks about it, if she starts her own business in the future, she has to keep her own accounts, if the font is crooked, how uncomfortable it looks like? If you can't understand it, it's a joke. It's better to take advantage of the good opportunity to learn more.

So she sat down, first followed Shen Zhaoyan to learn a few kinds of brushes, and then picked up the pen and learned the posture of holding the pen.

Shen Zhaoyan took out the rice paper on the side and spread it for Zhong Liyue. Then he shook his big hand, grabbed Zhong Liyue's hand unprepared, and waved it on the white rice paper.

Suddenly grabbed by a person of the opposite sex, Zhong Liyue was so nervous that her whole heart was raised. The skin that had never touched her before was like an electric shock, and her whole body stiffened, and she didn't know why.

"When writing, you must sit upright, put your left hand on the rice paper, press it, don't let it run around, hold the pen in your right hand, and start writing from the upper right." As he spoke, Shen Zhaoyan naturally picked up Zhong Liyue's left hand, pressed her left hand on the rice paper, and then put his left hand next to him, while his right hand grabbed her right hand, and the posture of the two arms formed an embrace, completely enveloping her in his arms.

Zhong Liyue immediately felt a burst of warmth in her body, thinking that such a posture was too intimate, her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

Shen Zhaoyan was unaware of Zhong Liyue's changes, and continued: "If you want to write smoothly, you must borrow the flexible power of your wrist, try not to move your arm, and don't follow the direction of your wrist back and forth, otherwise the pen will be boring, and people will be carried away by the pen, rather than people controlling the pen." ”

Zhong Liyue's face blushed for a while, her heart was beating wildly, and Shen Zhaoyan's breath when she spoke brushed her ears, which made her feel numb and in a trance.

"These five words, can Liyue recognize?" After writing, Shen Zhaoyan put down his pen and pointed to the five block letters on the rice paper and asked.

Zhong Liyue hurriedly responded, and glanced at it fixedly, there were five words on the white rice paper, three on top and two below. The top is the three words 'Shen Zhaoyan' written in Huanguo script, and the next two words are her name.