The crisp autumn of October is a good time to play, but poor Zhao Zhen is facing the gushing old man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Words are like their people, after lifting the pen, they will be clear and clear, and all evil thoughts will be removed."

To be honest, the calligraphy is very difficult for Zhao Zhen, but Cai Boyu on the side is holding a pig's trotter-like hand and wailing, the reason is very simple, because he was drawn by the ring ruler because he held the pen incorrectly!

On the other side, Yan Shu is like flying, Zhao Zhen is a little envious of his words, compared to his own dog crawling words, his slightly immature calligraphy is like a masterpiece of "art master".

Zhao Zhen's calligraphy attainments in history are extremely high, and the history calls it "multi-capable, especially fine calligraphy", and he is especially good at flying white body!

Looking at the tadpoles under his hands, pinching the pen with hatred, he can't be ashamed!

But Lu Zongdao began to strike mercilessly: "The prince's hands are made of iron? How can you pinch this rod like this, and how can you swim freely? Even if the pen is broken, it won't produce good words! ”

In the face of his cynicism, Zhao Zhen still had to make a teachable appearance, looking at the prince who was very uncomfortable, the little fat man smirked, and then was beaten again by inhumane violence.

"You can't even do something as simple as holding a pen, how can you be praised as a prodigy by the officials?!"

Zhao Zhen preferred court politics to calligraphy, and he was very curious about the Song people's methods and steps in dealing with things.

But it backfired, and Wang Dan, as the crown prince and prince, had to reach the level of his calligraphy before he could watch the music.

The sound of bangzi sounded, crisp and elegant, Cai Boyu breathed a long sigh of relief, finally finished the morning class, and was able to go to the flower hall to eat, he was looking forward to this wonderful lunch early.

It doesn't matter if the food is delicious or not, as long as you don't hold a thousand-pound brush, you can let him do anything.

Zhao Zhen also lost his former elegance, put down the brush and got up to leave this hellish room.

Lu Zongdao looked at Zhao Zhen, who was leaving, and nodded slightly: "It's already a little good, but the first line of books in the world is not easy to learn." ”

Zhao Zhen was copying the Tang Dynasty version of "Lanting Collection Preface", and he wanted to write a good book.

The flower hall is a paradise for children, Zhao Zhen ordered people to send materials according to his requirements, and wanted to create a home style for future generations by himself.

The five children dined together, Yan Shu wanted to raise doubts several times, but was interrupted by Zhao Zhen's eyes, and finally said unbearably: "The prince is the prince of the country, how can we eat at the same table?" ”

The little fat man quarreled fiercely with him, Zhao Miaoyuan and Wang Yuyan had no choice but to persuade him, and Yan Shu did not waver in his adherence to etiquette, and finally Zhao Zhen reluctantly sacrificed a big killing weapon: "Just eat at one table!" This is the meaning of loneliness, don't you listen to it? ”

Yan Shu was stubborn and still couldn't afford to bow down, and the little fat man kept instigating on the side: "Shut him up!" Shut him up! ”

Zhao Zhen sighed helplessly: "The official family can feast and drink at the same table with the ministers, but you can't eat with Lone?" Aren't you my companion? ”

"There are no rules, no circle! It is a blessing for officials and ministers to feast and drink at the same table, but the prince does not need to do this. ”

The four of them really don't understand Yan Shu's thoughts, what is there to eat together?

Wang Yuyan asked strangely, "Aren't we friends?" Have you forgotten that you once promised us that as long as you are not in Zishantang, there will be no difference between a monarch and a minister? ”

Yan Shu was speechless when she asked, and nodded helplessly: "It's true, but ......"

"Isn't that what it takes? How can you be a man who doesn't talk without words? Zhao Miaoyuan then asked rhetorically.

Under the repeated bombardment of the four, Yan Shu fell.

The braised pork on the table was specially made by Cai Boyu, Yan Shu was forced by the little fat man to stuff the meat into his mouth with difficulty, and the Shanghai braised pork that melted in his mouth constantly stimulated his taste buds in Yan Shu's mouth.

"This is pork?!"

Yan Shu asked with a twinkle in his eyes, he really didn't understand that it was so delicious as turbid meat, which was called turbid meat by literati.

Cai Boyu said proudly: "This is an authentic casserole braised pork, it tastes good!" ”

Yan Shu sincerely appreciated: "It melts in the mouth, and the gum is attractive. It has a long aftertaste but no fishy smell of pork meat, which is really a good meal! ”

Stimulated by him, Zhao Zhen and the four of them quickly put down their chopsticks, this was the first time they had eaten the dishes of the later generations in the Great Song Dynasty.

Spices such as star anise, fennel, and cinnamon were extremely precious at this time, even exceeding the weight of gold!

This situation has been qualitatively changed after Zheng He went to the West. The Three Treasures Eunuch turned luxury into a daily necessity.

Of course, there is no shortage of this kind of thing in the kitchen of the Prince's East Palace, and it can be seen from the murderous eyes of the kitchen manager who served the dishes that the little fat man put in the spices how expensive!

After eating the food on the table, Yan Shu found that Zhao Zhen and the four of them began to walk, and this habit seems to only appear in people as old as grandpa.

Under the threatening eyes of the prince, he reluctantly followed.

To be precise, Zhao Zhen and others are trying to consume food, and several people after being reborn are very "afraid of death". In this era when people with appendicitis can die, they attach great importance to their health.

Even at the suggestion of the little fat man, they began to learn Tai Chi from Zhao Miaoyuan every morning, and she has a fanatical hobby of martial arts.

After a circle around the garden, everyone strode towards the back garden, where there was an extremely spacious building, which, according to the steward of the East Palace, existed when the official family was still the prince, and has been used as a storehouse.

The fat steward's name is Sancai, and he is an old man in the East Palace, but he is not very old, only in his thirties.

The steward who followed Zhao Heng back then has been promoted to Zhizhou, and he has changed from a small miscellaneous to a steward.

Sancai looked at a room full of strange things and asked, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, do you want to send someone to help?" ”

Zhao Zhen refused without replying: "This is not good, everything has to be assembled by myself, by the way, these are all made according to my drawings?" ”

"Of course! There is no deviation, the small deliberate measure has been passed, and the craftsmanship of the master who will be the supervisor has nothing to say! Sancai carefully looked at the prince's face and deliberately emphasized it.

"Good job, add a chicken leg to you at night!" Zhao Zhen said with a smile.

"Chicken legs?"

The little fat man turned his head and said, "That's right, didn't you smell a strange fragrance wafting from the door?" ”

Sancai connected the two planks in his hand with a wedge, sniffed hard, and sure enough, a strange fragrance surrounded him.

Looking at his easy assembly, the little fat man poked Zhao Zhen's shoulder: "Are you sure that you can assemble a modern furniture style without screws?" ”

Zhao Miaoyuan unceremoniously attacked the ignorance of the little fat man on the side: "Don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, this is better than screws, the treated wood will not rust, and the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction is more solid, and it can also be shockproof!" The most outstanding wooden wedge technique is the bucket arch above our heads. ”

"Miaoyuan, you know so much!"

Someone didn't feel ashamed, but looked at the princess even more adoringly.

Sancai looked at Her Royal Highness the princess dumbfounded, but she didn't expect that what she said was exactly the same as what the master master of the prison would say!

With the help of Yan Shu and Sancai, the wooden furniture was soon assembled, and the solid wood desk, low sofa, carved coffee table, wide long table, and high-backed chair looked at Yan Shu and Sancai.

Without sponge and cowhide, Zhao Zhen could only put on the fabric cushions made by the two women on the solid wood sofa, and finally hung the curtains with iron rings and was done!

Half an afternoon was used up like this, and Sancai, under Zhao Zhen's strong recommendation, carefully dropped his butt on the soft sofa, and then staggered to his feet.

The little fat man lying on the sofa dragged down the cramped teenager next to him and laughed at his screams.

Yan Shu lay on the soft sofa and muttered: "This feeling is like sitting on a white cloud!" ”