Youshu was glad that he had escaped from the wolf cave of the Wang family, but the boy had opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and walked over step by step. But he still failed, and was bounced away by some invisible force a few feet away. The girl-boy was afraid that he would float away, so she hurriedly dragged him back. The two ghosts circled around the pavilion in a hurry, waving their teeth and claws, punching and kicking, but they never dared to approach.

What did Wang Tianyou do to this sister and brother? And they wanted to eat him raw? Youshu is curious, but she doesn't plan to meddle with things. Although the Wang family abandoned him, he had no intention of retaliating and going back. Repay virtue with virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness, Youshu has always paid attention to a fairness in doing things, the Wang family ignored him, and he also regarded the Wang family as a stranger, and it was good to not get along with each other from then on. If the Wang family had to kill him, he would make a move.

After thinking about it, everyone in the pavilion has begun to chant poems and paint. Wang Tianyou can speak at the age of one, write poetry at the age of three, be admitted to Xiucai at the age of nine, and become the youngest person in the Ming Dynasty at the age of fifteen, and is known as a peerless prodigy in Shangjing. When it comes to calligraphy and painting, he ranks second, and no one in the audience dares to climb first, even the eldest ones are silent, just looking at him.

Wang Tianyou was not humble, and asked the maid to spread out a piece of snow-white rice paper and write a piece of prose by hand. To put it bluntly, it is just a play on words, limited by the format, it is difficult to express profound meaning and rich content, but it is just the use of allusions and piling up rhetoric to achieve the purpose of showing off the literary talent. But today's literati and writers are not tired of it, who can make a banxiang Song Yan's endowment, and he will be famous in Beijing in a moment.

Before Wang Tianyou finished writing, the onlookers were already amazed, and some people shook their heads and chanted, their expressions were very intoxicating. When the last word fell, he smiled lightly and arched his hand, "Please also correct me." ”

The two little ghosts became more and more unwilling, roaring and crying, and blood and tears gradually flowed from their eyes, obviously hating to the extreme. If anyone could see this horrible scene, would they still be able to say those beautiful words? Youshu lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.

After reading it, the prince of Wei Guo handed it to his friend in the past, and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness's article was also a must-have in Beijing back then, and now ten years have passed, and it is time to look at the level of the younger generation." ”

Ji Changye only glanced at it and waved his hand, "But Er'er, it's okay not to look at it." "Not mentioning the relationship between the Wang family and the four princes, and regardless of Wang Tianyou's attitude towards him, he is Wang Xiangqian's concubine, and Wang Xiangqian is trying to suppress Youshu and the Song family for the sake of this mother and son, and he can't have a good impression of each other.

But Erl? Wang Tianyou has never encountered such a inferior judgment in the literary world, so he immediately asked sharply, "Is it unfair for His Highness to speak arbitrarily before he has finished reading it?" Please also ask Your Highness to read it carefully before correcting it. ”

"The main hall has not returned to Beijing for a long time, but the people in Beijing have forgotten that the main hall has the ability to never forget. Correction? You don't have that qualification, but the righteous brother of this temple can ask you for a lesson or two. Ji Changye pulled the young man who was standing behind him and nibbled on cakes, and said softly, "Youshu, teach Wang Gongzi well." ”

Youshu hurriedly wrapped the pastry, put it back in her sleeve pocket, and promised seriously, "Don't worry, master, I will definitely teach Wang Gongzi to be a good man." "The master's order, he will definitely do his best.

Ji Changye gently wiped the pastry residue from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "How many times have you said it, don't call the master of the palace, call me brother." ”

"Yes master." Youshu pursed her lips and squeezed out two small dimples.

Seeing Wei Shizi who was smiling on the side, Ji Changye had an urge to hold his forehead. In his heart, Youshu is no longer a servant, but the person closest to him, but no matter how many times he reminds him, Youshu is always reluctant to change his title, as if he likes the word "master" very much. That's it, let him go.

Ji Changye reluctantly suppressed the urge to poke the young man's dimples, stood up, and personally laid out rice paper for him and polished the ink. If Wang Tianyou is a peerless prodigy, then what should he call if he learns something? Today, he wants to show these people what it means to be "a frog at the bottom of a well" and what it means to be "a mountain and a mountain high."

Youshu almost didn't have to think, she dipped her pen in ink and began to write. He has been by Ji Changye's side since he was a child, and the font has long been similar to the other party in the subtle way, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the wild grass of the iron painting silver hook is lined with the article of spring and beautiful algae, which can be described as complementing each other and being a beautiful person.

"Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bull fight; Outstanding people, Xu Ru went down to Chen Fan's couch...... Ok, good, good! The beginning is magnificent, and it is magnificent! Good article, only I have seen it in my life, and there is no other! Others were still immersed in shock, and Wei Shizi had already applauded the case.

If Wang Tianyou's article is a masterpiece, then this essay is unique in the world, there is no one to come, the two articles are placed side by side, and the superior and inferior opinions are immediate. Everyone is unspeakable, ten years have passed, and the three princes still have not lost the prestige of the concubine of the Yuan Dynasty, and there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers around them, and there are many talents.

Wang Tianyou's cheeks flushed, he looked at the resignation on the table, and then at the careless three princes and the young man, and left directly.

"There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. I didn't expect the so-called leaders of the three young people in the capital to be so unaffordable, and their hearts were really narrow-minded. That's it, there is Shu, let's go. Ji Changye led the young man and left slowly. He already knew that there was Shu who was talented and extraordinary, and he was making progress every day, if he hadn't refused to participate in the imperial examination, where would Wang Tianyou have anything to do now?

Youshu took out the cake and continued to nibble, but she was thoughtful. Just now, Wang Tianyou's personal maid kept staring at herself, and when she left, she turned back frequently, showing surprise, had she found out her life experience? Because he had something in his heart, he didn't know what to eat when he was eating fast, so he hastily picked up two bowls of rice and gave up. Ji Changye was only touched when he saw the Wang family, called him aside and comforted him softly, and then hugged him and fell asleep.

When he got up again, Youshu was really much more normal, which made Ji Changye laugh secretly in his heart. The past fifteen years have really grown in vain, and it is still like when I was a child, as long as I am well-fed, warmly dressed, and sleeps well, I will be free of worries and happy and happy. But that's fine, that's what he likes.

Youshu had just put on her clothes, she didn't have time to put on her shoes, she stood barefoot on the tuan-hued carpet, her ankle-length black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her wet eyes were lined with wet eyes that had not yet woken up, looking like a lost child, which was quite cute. Ji Changye put one hand around his thin waist, hooked his leg with the other, picked him up and checked him, and said with a smile, "My family Youshu seems to have lost weight recently, it seems that I have to go back early to make up for it, otherwise I will only be thinner after eating fast." ”

Although Youshu has no heart or lungs, Ji Changye didn't dare to let the young man stay with the Wang family for a long time. After all, he was a child raised by himself, and seeing him absent-minded and depressed, Ji Changye was very distressed, if it weren't for his old friend here, he couldn't go home immediately.

Shu reflexively hugged the young man's neck, there was no smile on his face, but two small dimples faintly appeared on the side of his cheeks, and he habitually approached and rubbed the young man's smooth chin with the tip of his nose. The two have been together day and night for ten years, and they don't feel like anything, but in the eyes of others, such behavior is really too intimate. Especially the young man still has such a bright face like a spring flower, as bright as the autumn moon, and a disheveled appearance, which is easy to make people reverie.

Master Xuanming, the presiding officer of the Bodhi Temple, and the three princes were friends who had forgotten the year, and they went straight to the door without handing over the worship post, saw the scene in the house, hurriedly looked away, and said, "It seems that the poor monk has come at the wrong time?" ”

"Where, master, please come in." Ji Changye immediately put down Youshu and said apologetically, "Please wait for a while, Master." As he spoke, he helped the boy put on his shoes and socks and tie his hair.

Master Xuanming was even more embarrassed, and he didn't leave or stay, so he had to fold his hands and recite a word of Buddha. Fortunately, Ji Changye has a lot of experience in taking care of children, and soon there will be Shu Shu neatly and let him go out to play by himself. Youshu dared to go, pushed open the window of the room, and pointed to the stone table outside the courtyard, "I'm eating snacks outside, and the master can see me as soon as he raises his eyes." ”

The boy has been clinging to himself since he was a child, and he can't get rid of it, which always makes Ji Changye distressed, but it always moves him. Having experienced the pain of losing his mother and the betrayal of his relatives, he has long lost all expectations of people's hearts. He can use the most gentle mask to do the most cruel things, but he has repeatedly failed in a sentence that you don't want to leave, or a casual hug.

Maybe others will be bored with the young man's indomitable entanglement, but Ji Changye is not among them. In fact, he likes Youshu's dependence on himself very much, and it is precisely because of this dependence that Ji Changye, who has fallen into the abyss of self-denial, regains his confidence. When the whole world was trying to erase his existence, suddenly a person who could only survive by clinging to him appeared, and the walker who felt like he was frozen met with a flame, and there was no other choice but to rush over.

He nodded the tip of the boy's nose and said dotingly, "Go ahead, don't eat too much, beware of diarrhea again." ”

Youshu remembered the last time she ate the wrong thing and vomited and diarrhea, and the young man who was hurt couldn't sleep and took care of himself all night, and the roots of her ears were a little red.

"I see." He nodded, and stepped out the door. Ah Da and Ah Er immediately brought a few plates of pastries and put them on the stone table.

Master Xuanming rarely asks about mundane matters, although he feels that the relationship between the two is not normal, but he also thinks that he is unaware, and stretches out his hand to invite the little friend to talk about a game. The two sat by the window and slowly placed the chess pieces. Youshu cultivates spiritual power while nibbling on walnut cakes.

A moment later, a middle-aged servant woman walked back and forth outside the courtyard gate, as if unintentionally, but her eyes glanced at the young man's face from time to time. After seven or eight trips, her expression was solemn, as if she had determined something, and then she ran away. After half a cup of tea, another middle-aged servant woman came, beckoning, "Little brother, my wife sent a basket of vegetables and fruits to the third prince, they are all freshly picked in the Zhuangzi, they are very fresh, you can pick them up." ”

Hearing that there was food, Youshu immediately stood up and calculated the distance between the courtyard gate and his master, which was obviously more than twenty meters, so he hesitated.