Lin Shu gritted his teeth, raised his head, a pair of clear eyes flashed with tears, and said, "The son can punish the slave and maid as much as he wants, and he will never complain." Just don't touch the hair, face, neck, arms, legs, and feet of the slave. ”

If these places are not moved, then what is the punishment? He is the best at being ruthless with people's limbs and facial features.

Yan Wuwu saw that her eyes were full of tears, her skin was like pear petals, and her small mouth was closed one by one, which was very pear blossom with rain. I don't know what to do for a while, he was just annoyed just now, but since he has already said it, he is still in front of his cousin, so he will give himself a round.

He squeezed his eyes a little cynically, pretended to be bad, and said, "Bold slave, how can this son punish you, and I have to listen to you?" You first tell Sù Ben Gongzi, what are you going to do when you buy the things in your basket? If it is really useful, to the point where the punishment can be mitigated. ”

What's in the basket? Lin Zhu's mind turned quickly, and there was flower paper in the basket, the cheapest pen, ink and ink ingot inkstone, which was to be used to tie paper kites. Originally, it was good to buy some fancy paper, but she was blamed for her itchy skills, as a cultured and knowledgeable person, it was very uncomfortable not to learn or write. She wanted to write a few words on the paper kite according to the pattern of the cat and the tiger, so that the paper kite would look a little more cultural and high-grade, because ordinary people would not pay for it.

Naturally, it can't be said that you want to make paper kites to sell for money.

It's a difficult question to answer. Her mind was racing, her eyes were fixed on Yan Wuwu, and two clear tears rolled down her cheeks vividly, staying on her lips for a moment. Rinse your lips and feel a hint of saltiness.

Suddenly, his mind turned, and he blurted out: "The slave maid buys these things, and she buys these things to write." Yes, I want to write. The monthly salary given by the government is very high, and the rations are sufficient. It's just that my family has a large population, and I don't have spare money to buy it. This morning, my mother cut leeks, which was the first stubble, in order to let the aunts and daughters of the house try it first, my father asked the slave maid to send it to the kitchen of the house. Chef Zhu said that if you don't need so much, Ming'er will not be good, so let the slave take it home and eat it herself. The slave maid saw that there were still two or three catties, so she thought that at this time, leeks were still rare, and most people were not green, and the leek box would be very valuable. So he made his own opinion, and secretly took it to grandma's house without telling his father, and the rations given by the house this month were all filial to grandma. The slave begged her grandmother and promised her twenty copper plates, and her grandmother promised to give me a pound of white flour and three eggs. ”

She spoke eloquently and clearly while making it up, as if she had worked hard to get this pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and she was a little thirsty for learning.

Jin Xiaoguang took the teacup and tasted it slowly, but his eyes never left her face. The clear and innocent eyes of this little maid just now were what he saw a few years ago, but there were more tears, thinking that she was young a few years ago and didn't know how to cry.

There was a faint pain in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was pity or hatred.

She is the remnant of the previous dynasty, the authentic county lord of the royal family. has the blood of the royal family, and is among the roots of cutting grass. A few years ago, he was young and ignorant, and when he saw that she was cute, he let her go. Now he is well aware of the consequences of leaving a curse, those princes and grandsons of the previous dynasty are still making waves from time to time after so many years, and have murdered several important ministers who have helped to ascend to the throne today. Dad Dingyuan Marquis has also been plotted several times, but fortunately, Fu Da Da escaped the catastrophe. Over the years, his hands have also been stained with the blood of those unwilling rebellies.

Although this little maid didn't know anything, he knew that her father and mother died at the hands of her father, and the revenge of killing her father was not shared.

In case she suddenly remembers the past in the future, or is found by her brother, even if she can't stir up any strong winds and waves, it will be very troublesome.

Do you want to get rid of her first, or wait for a long line to catch a big fish.

It took Yan Wufu a short time to straighten out Lin Zhu's long list of words.

What kind of leeks are they, he didn't bother to care about going to his grandmother to ask for white noodles or something, but he understood that she bought these pen, ink, paper, and inkstones to write.

The anger on his face turned into surprise, and he sneered and asked, "Why does it sound like you still have to write?" Do you know words? It's going to be written. ”

"Not much, only a little." Lin Zhu saw that his face was not so scary, and hurriedly said: "I just want to practice again, know how to read and understand, and know how to be reasonable." ”

Yan Wuwu saw that there were tears on her face, weak and pitiful, but she spoke so old-fashioned, it was very funny. The idea of punishing her gradually faded, but he became interested in her ability to write.

said: "You said that you can write, write a few to show my son, if it is true, you are exempt from punishment, and you will not be an example." ”

This is good, Lin Zhu hurriedly pulled up his sleeves, bent down and took out the things in the bamboo basket.

She had already thought about it just now, anyway, no one knew what she did before she was five or six years old. I heard my mother say that the clothes and fabrics she wore at that time were very valuable, and she should be a rich and noble family, and the rich and noble family had already read and read at the age of five or six. Just write a few words, and when you ask, you say that you don't know if it will be anyway.

took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but looked at the black ink ingot engraved with patterns on it and didn't know how to operate.

This thing seems to play the role of ink, and it is very old.

Dabao on the side saw her looking at the ink ingot, peeked at Yan Wuwu's expressionless face, hesitated for a moment and stepped forward to help grind the ink. He first poured some water into the inkstone, then took the ink ingot in his hand and held it up, slowly turning in a circle, and the water in the inkstone gradually turned from light to black.

After studying for a while, he stopped and said, "Zhu'er, it's okay." He stood aside.

Lin Zhu glanced at him gratefully, it's really good to have a childhood sweetheart!

She carefully cut a piece of white paper into sixteen sizes, lifted the brush and dipped it in ink, thought about it, and wrote down a few words: "Panic beachhead said panic zero Ding Yang sighed zero Ding, who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat." ”

After writing, I looked in a daze, picked up the pen, and my mind was blank, I don't know how to write such pessimistic and tragic words.

I don't have much memory of this poem in my previous life.

Maybe it's because I came here too suddenly, a bit of a strong man cutting his wrists.

Although the handwriting is recognizable, it is crooked and ugly.

Embarrassed, he raised his head and said stupidly: "I know these words, they haven't seen me for a long time, a little disobedient, conspicuous and conspicuous." ”

As he spoke, he brushed the hair in front of him with his hand, and the tip of the brush hit his face, and his white and smooth little face became a little dark.

Yan Wuwu burst out laughing, picked up the words she wrote and said, "This is a word, it's a dog's paw print." ”

After finishing speaking, he put it away, and handed it to Dabao with a slight smile: "Put it away." ”

Dog paw prints are dog paw prints, as long as there are many arms and legs. It's still put away, is it still a Mobao?

Lin Zhu crossed his shoulders, and it seemed that the danger elimination alarm had been lifted, but at a glance, he saw the immortal-like Young Master Jin Zhenjin standing quietly at the door, and there seemed to be something moving in his eyes.