At night, Yang Ming asked people to light several lamps in Yang Xin's bedroom, and asked around which grandmother had the loudest voice, wanting her to sleep outside Yang Xin's bedroom, but Yang Xin was severely stopped. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info But the night was still very quiet, so quiet that Yang Xin was left with cranky thoughts, and he still couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. I don't know how long it took, Yang Xin suddenly remembered the moon flowers in the yard, she took a lamp and quietly went out. The sea of flowers is boundless, and there is no end in sight at night, Yang Xin put the lamp on the ground, folded his hands and prayed silently・・・・・・

As soon as breakfast was finished the next day, guests came to the Nanming Palace, and the person who came was Yang Feng, the tenth prince, who came to see Yang Xin. This time Yang Xin accepted the door, obviously still reluctant, which song is this?

Yang Xin was straight, and said directly, "Yang Feng," Yang Feng was stunned as soon as she opened her mouth, it is not common to call her by name, especially in the royal family, but Yang Xin didn't feel it, and said to herself, "If you don't want to come, you can not come, I don't care, I'm fine, really, there's no need to be difficult for yourself, I understand." ”

She felt embarrassed when she said this, under the pretext of visiting people, but she didn't give a good face, it was really wrong, "That's not the case, my sister misunderstood." After saying a few words, he seemed to be ashamed to lie again, and hurriedly stood up, "My sister is resting, and my younger brother will come to visit my sister again when I have time." After saying that, he bowed and walked away.

Yang Xin didn't understand the struggle in his heart, turned his head and asked Yang Ming, "Why is this?" ”

"I don't know, he's not bad anyway."

"Oh, I can see it." Yang Xin smiled after speaking.

Yang Ming was inexplicably a little sour, "Why didn't I see that heart you saw yesterday?" Let's go, I'll teach you how to read. After speaking, he took Yang Xin to the study.

The Nanming Mansion is worthy of being called the palace, and the study room is not like that. Yang Xin looked at the rows of bookshelves but didn't know where to start, "Xiao Ming, where should I start?" ”

"Let's learn the "Three Character Classic" first, then "Female Ring", "Female Taming", and then "De", "Rong", "Women", and "Gong", and after learning these words, you will almost recognize them."

"No, I don't learn that, I don't learn anything."

"Then what are you going to learn, but all women have to learn this."

"That's your woman here, I don't talk about this in my hometown."

"What's that talking about?"

"Forget it・・・・・・ it's useless to tell you, anyway, just don't learn that. However, the "Three Character Classic" can be learned, so let's learn it first. ”

Yang Ming then took two books and sat one opposite each other.

"If I say a word, you will follow it."

"No, just read it and I'll listen to it."

"How do you learn that?"

"I also learned the "Three Character Classic" when I was a child, and I have been reading it for more than ten years, but our words are different from these writings, but the pronunciation is the same. Otherwise, I'll learn to write directly, and I'll ask you if it's wrong. ”

When Yang Ming heard it, it made sense, and took the four treasures of the study room to Yang Xin. Yang Xin took the brush and dipped it in a circle of grinding without dipping it round, and finally dipped it round before he could write, the ink clicked and fell on the paper, blurring and staining half of the paper. Yang Ming was helpless, so he picked up the pen and gave Yang Xin a demonstration. I saw him gently dip the tip of the pen in some ink, and then dot on the inkstone, and then hold the sleeve with one hand, and write slowly with the other. The whole movement was elegant and smooth, and with a face that turned all beings upside down, Yang Xin was almost stupid. The key is that the words are still well written, neat and clear, horizontal and vertical. Yang Xin couldn't help but sigh, "Xiao Ming, with your words, I won't have to worry about eating and drinking in my hometown for the rest of my life." ”

"I've been writing for more than ten years, and it's not unusual to write like this, you don't have to be sloppy, go and write, write one today."

"Didn't you learn to hold a pen today?"

"Where did it take so long to learn to hold a pen? You write it first, and I'll look for a book to read. ”

Yang Xin rarely didn't talk back, sat down and adjusted his posture first, and then wrote seriously. Yang Ming looked up at her from time to time, only to see her scratching her ears and cheeks for a while, sighing for a while, but she was very focused, and she didn't move or look up at Yang Ming all morning. At noon, Yang Ming finally had a chance to talk to Yang Xin. He stood up and glanced at the words written by Yang Xin, and couldn't help but be taken aback, the words were not very beautiful but very regular, Yang Ming came out from his heart, "I didn't expect you to write so well in just a while." ”

"Although I don't use a brush, I have been writing for more than ten years, and there are still some methods." Yang Xin smiled after speaking.

Yang Ming suddenly found that she liked to laugh, not only liked to laugh, but also liked to cry, every expression was bright and cute, different, and every expression was imprinted in Yang Ming's heart.

After lunch, Yang Xin slept for a while, and continued to write in the afternoon, writing faster and faster, and by the evening she had already written seven or eight sheets, she stood up and stretched her waist to look at Yang Ming who was asleep opposite. Yang Ming was fighting with Zhou Gong at the moment, and he didn't know that Yang Xin had thoroughly studied his sleeping appearance. Seeing him lying on the table, still pouting, Yang Xin secretly sighed in his heart, he was really naïve, he still pouted, like a child.

When Yang Ming woke up, Yang Xin was no longer in the study, and the four treasures of the study were neatly placed on the corner of the desk. Yang Ming suddenly panicked, didn't she leave? didn't tidy up the messy clothes, Yang Ming hurriedly rushed out of the door, and when he went out, he saw Yang Xin under the peach tree and didn't know what he was studying, and he circled around the peach tree, and his heart fell firmly in his stomach.

Yang Ming's messy clothes walked over, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Look at the heart-shaped peach you said."

"Do you see that?"

"A little bit. I think you might see it better when you take it off. ”

"You can't take it off."

"Why?"

"Because if you take it off, it will dry up quickly, and you won't be able to see the shape when you dry it."

"If you don't pick it, you'll kill it sooner or later?"

"You can't pick it either."

"If you don't pick it, you won't pick it."

Yang Xin walked to the gazebo and sat down, still in yesterday's position. Seeing her like this, Yang Ming asked puzzledly, "Why are you angry again?" ”

"It's not angry, it's just a little boring. Are there any musical instruments or something? In his spare time, Yang Xin began to think about his old job.

"Musical instruments? What will you be? There are pianos, xiao, and flutes in the house. ”

"I can only play the violin, I can play the piano, none of you have here."

"You can draw it, you can find a carpenter to do it."

"yes, I didn't think of that."

Yang Xin said and ran to the study, but he braked sharply and stopped after two steps, and when he turned his head and hit Yang Ming's chest who was following closely, his nose was almost crooked. Yang Ming saw her bending over and covering her nose, looking extremely painful, as if it hurt herself, so that his expression was also painful, "Xin'er, are you okay?" Show me if it's bleeding? ”

Yang Xin shook his head and said no, catted for a while, stood up and let go of his hand, and when he lowered his eyes, he could still see the red tip of his nose, and couldn't help complaining to Yang Ming, "Is your body made of stone, so hard?" ”

"I've practiced kung fu, and my body is naturally stronger."

Yang Xin's heart didn't hurt anymore, and he circled around Yang Ming, "Look at you, you look like you're a little suffered, I didn't expect you to practice?" ”

"What is Xiaoshou?"

Of course, Yang Xin wouldn't tell him what Xiao Shou was, and he would get back to business after three or two sentences of confusion, "I just remembered that I don't know how to draw brush strokes." There's no pencil or something, the kind of pen with a hard tip. ”

Yang Ming shook his head, "No." However, there is a woman whose eyebrow pencil is hard, and I heard that some people used to use it for painting. ”

"Then use an eyebrow pencil."

Yang Ming found some eyebrow pencils from the maid and gave them to Yang Xin, and saw that she drew a violin in three or two clicks, and was taken aback again, "I didn't expect you to paint so well." ”

"Of course, my mother, oh, my mother, she's a painter, and when it's good times, a painting sells for millions, so I naturally learned some. But I only learned at the age of eight, and if you've ever seen a real violin, you'll see that I'm not very good at drawing. ”

The more Yang Xin said, the darker her expression became, Yang Ming knew that it was her sad thing, and she didn't want her to think about it too much, so she talked about something else, "How good is this?" ”

Yang Xin didn't know how to express the size in ancient Chinese, so he could only use the thread to compare with Yang Ming, and the strings used the method of twisting the strands or splitting the strands to tell him, and Yang Ming listened carefully. After all the details were explained, Yang Ming already had a lot of threads in his hand, and he called Xiaoluzi to explain carefully, which was almost the same as what Yang Xin said. Yang Xin was so surprised that he didn't know how to describe it, did the ancients have such a strong memory?