Du Heng and Fang Zhi can both write, but there are not many literate girls these days, so Tianlang guessed that they should not be the best girls, or they have learned the rules in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.

After all, Wang Huacheng sent them as gifts, and Tianlang had to think so.

Du Heng, who has a round face and some baby fat, is a little girl with a somewhat playful and cute behavior, this kind of behavior really doesn't look like it was trained in the Qinglou, and it is more likely to be another girl.

The girl Tianlang said may be Fang Zhi with a goose egg face, she has a beautiful face, a watery gentle temperament, only hairpins and hairpins on her sideburns, and a smoke-like goose yellow skirt under the morning sun, lined with a snow-white middle coat.

Fangzhi is a kind of natural beauty, not stained with dust, demure and elegant charm.

And with Fang Zhi's point, Tianlang also believes that she will not be a Qinglou woman, because no matter how much a Qinglou woman is trained, no matter how versatile she is, she will never reflect the kind of bookish atmosphere that can only be found when she was born in a scholarly family and infected with poetry and books since childhood, unless she is the daughter of a criminal official, she is a scholarly family before she enters the music family.

After all, Tianlang guessed one thing correctly, Fang Zhi is the daughter of an official family.

Tianlang didn't find Qianqian's shadow in Fang Zhi's facial features, eyebrows, eyes and posture, but she was the most like Qianqian among the three girls, because of her temperament, that kind of bookish temperament is almost nine points like Qianqian.

Hearing the steady footsteps outside the window, Du Heng's big and pretty eyes immediately moved away from several cases, and found that Tianlang was reading their words through the window, and Fang Zhi was also concentrating on writing, so she hurriedly took Fang Zhi's hand and walked out of the door.

Fang Zhi was cold, and the ink on the pen almost dripped on the couplet, "Alas, what is my sister doing, wait for me to put the pen down!" ”

Fang Zhi is always helpless for her sister with a lively personality, this pair of sisters with very different personalities but inseparable are always sisters who let their sisters more.

I hurriedly put down the pen, but fortunately the ink only soaked a few drops on a few cases.

While being pulled out of the door by Du Heng, who was busy, Fang Zhi sighed at her back: "Why are you in such a hurry, I don't know that I thought my new aunt was about to come to the door!" ”

Du Heng turned his head with a coquettish face, and his cheeks were red: "Don't talk nonsense, long live is outside the door." ”

Fang Zhi was so shocked that she was about to stuff an egg into her small mouth, and she was ashamed.

Rao is so abrupt, her slender jade hands have not forgotten to help Du Heng and herself tidy up the Luo skirt that is not messy.

Du Heng was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled her hand away, "Don't touch it..."

This time it was even more embarrassing, Fang Zhi hid behind Du Heng, really wanted to find a piece of tofu and hit her head to death.

After the sister went out, her embarrassed pretty face was replaced by a dignified smile.

"Long live you!" The two of them were blessed at the same time, and Tianlang waved his hand, "Get up, I can go to the back garden casually and pass by here." ”

"Oh, Miss Yu, they are growing vegetables in the back garden, we are not very good at it, and we were left to watch the yard.

The couplets in the window were blown up by the wind, and the sound was squeezing.

"Ah, your pen is right next to you!"

Du Heng was surprised again, shouted to Fang Zhi, and hurriedly threw away the waves and ran in.

"Hmm......" Fang Zhi was even more embarrassed for a while, a pair of small hands were entwined indiscriminately, her eyes with her head down and nowhere to put her eyes didn't know where to stay, and her two toes didn't know how to move.

Fang Zhi explained with a dry smile: Hehe, my sister is like this, it is a gust of wind that comes, and it is a gust of rain that goes.

"It's not in the way, you just have the habit of living, don't be too restrained during this time."

Fang Zhi heard the words left by Tianlang at that time, saying that leaving them was only temporary, but when she mentioned it again, her face was still stagnant.

Tianlang is a bit of a dilemma, I was in a good mood and wanted to go to the back garden, but I heard that a group of girls were there, what is it to go here?

He said intentionally or unintentionally: "Longde Zhongtian, the emperor has a pole, yes..." Tianlang hesitated for a moment and remembered and said: "Is it true that Du Heng wrote it, the qi is not small, are you planning to hang a plaque on the palace in the future?" ”

"Haha, no, it's written casually on the pillar of this yard, we think, no matter how small the yard is, it's also long live, we both want to write some imposing words, don't dare to hang it in the front yard, it's not bad to hang it in the backyard."

"Well, that's good, so what did you write?"

While speaking, Du Heng had already taken out Fang Zhi's writing, and seeing the two lines of soaked handwriting on it, Tianlang also nodded seriously.

"Long live want to see it, the sister's handwriting is much better than mine." Boasting of his sister, Du Heng was still a little proud.

Sister house, it turns out that they are sisters, Tianlang.

Through the handwriting of the two of them, which showed flesh and blood, among the two fonts, he saw two different, but both showed their talents.

"Hmm......." Fang Zhi cramped, her cheeks flushed, and the annoying color was a little more heart-warming than the morning sun.

"It's just a matter of writing casually, let....... Let the banzai laugh at the ......"

"No, both of you are very well written, and it has a lot of meaning.

Judging from the words you wrote separately, it can be seen that Du Heng is a casual person, while Fang Zhi is a somewhat stubborn girl. ”

Belch......

Both sisters were helpless.

Is this the first time this man has praised people, and does he not praise people at all?

The two little girls smiled perfunctorily, probably what they wanted to do most at this time was not to smirk at the sky waves who couldn't speak, but to mess up his hair and scratch his ears and cheeks, right?

"Did I say the wrong thing?" The waves are dumbfounded.

"Hehe, no," the two of them waved their hands hurriedly, but they were obviously a little insincere.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Tianlang looked at the words in Du Heng's hand, "One person rules the world, and the world serves one person." ”

Tianlang pondered for a moment, as if remembering the source of this sentence, he frowned and said: "Fang Zhi actually put Zhang Yungu's Tang Dynasty Zhang Yungu's 'Only one person rules the world, how can he serve one person for the world?'" This sentence has been changed, and the meaning has been completely reversed. ”

The meaning of Zhang Yungu's words in the Tang Dynasty probably means that as an emperor, he would rather do his best for the world by himself than become a rice worm and let the whole world serve him.

"Long live I feel that this sentence shouldn't be changed for Da Ming?" Fang Zhi asked rhetorically.

Looking closely, her tone and posture have a kind of virgin tranquility, as well as a girl's rare tranquility, although it is not as cold as the little dragon girl, but it has a more dusty temperament.

"Why do you need to change it?" Trying to ask, I have the heart to teach the two of them, Tianlang felt that this little girl looked weak in writing, but the courage in the text did not let her eyebrows, and she was very willing to listen to her as a female show.

(End of chapter)