"Do you see clearly?"

Seeing that Jia Tanchun was just looking at the ten words on the paper stupidly, as if he didn't want to come back to his senses, Jia Cong had to remind him out loud.

After Jia Tanchun was interrupted by intoxication, he glanced at Jia Cong resentfully, but said a little embarrassed: "I patronized the words, and forgot to look at the pen......

Listening to what she said, what can Jia Cong do, she can only write it again, and then let her take the pen.

Jia Cong pointed out on the side: "Always keep the pen right, don't write badly." The pen is hidden in the front, and the pen is sharp, and don't use the clumsy pen to pause, eh, ......"

Seeing Tanchun's bent pen, Jia Cong reminded him.

It's just that I also know in my heart that after many years of habit, how can he change it in two sentences?

Jia Tanchun is close to Chu Suiliangshu, Chu Shu is up and down, prioritized, bright and beautiful, meandering and charming, and doing his best to change.

and Dong Shu are two completely different styles of writing.

It is almost impossible for her to change to Dong Shu in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, Jia Cong tactfully persuaded: "Third sister, you are in the Chu book, why do you have to turn to another body?"

Chu Shu is like a beautiful dance, like a crane like a heron, with the sound of gold and jade, with a graceful state, extremely romantic.

Physically, I'm not as good as you. ”

Jia Tanchun looked at the four different words on the paper, and threw the pen a little angrily, but stubbornly pursed his lips, squinted and said: "Although the book of Chu is beautiful and smooth, as thin as lead wire, like a folded hairpin, it is beautiful, but it is not as natural and interesting as the book of the third brother, ancient and innocent.

Originally, when I was young, I liked the beauty of Chu Shu, but now that I am older, I prefer the font written by the third brother. ”

After that, he picked up the pen again, but he couldn't put down the pen just by comparing left and right, gritted his teeth, and said to Jia Cong: "Third brother Lao took me with me, so that I know how to write purely with a straight pen." ”

Jia Cong was stunned when he heard this, and said, "How do you want to bring the third sister?" ”

Tanchun Zhengse said: "Just teach it by hand!" ”

Jia Cong hesitated: "This ......"

Tanchun said angrily: "Although you are not a brother-in-law, you are also a serious cousin blood relative, and you are all your own brother and sister, so what's inappropriate?" ”

Jia Cong thought about it, he was resolute and resolute in exploring spring, so why should he be hypocritical?

Besides, it's just a nine-year-old and ten-year-old girl, although her thinking is precocious, and she is like a little adult, but she is still a child in the end, so she no longer shirks, stands next to Tanchun, holds her hand with a pen, and writes down ten big characters one by one:

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

Because of the blood kinship, the fragrance on the tip of the nose and the greasy in his hands did not cause ripples in Jia Cong's heart.

However, the previous generous and refreshing Tanchun was held by Jia Cong's calm hand, listening to the calm breathing in his ears, and his pretty face was slightly gloomy.

Just watching the ten ancient and natural characters written out of her hand, Tanchun's mind was all focused on calligraphy, and she said excitedly: "Third brother take me again!" ”

Jia Cong didn't say much, continued to hold Tanchun's hand, and wrote three large pieces of paper in a row.

After the hundred crosses were written, he let go of his hand, and was about to let Tanchun ponder and write by himself, when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the study was a little wrong, and turned his head to look, and saw three people standing at the door, Baoyu, Daiyu and Jia Huan, and the three of them looked at him and Tanchun with strange faces......

Jia Cong was not ashamed in his heart, and said strangely: "What's wrong?" ”

Baoyu, Daiyu, and Jia Huan blinked together and looked at Jia Cong.

Silent replied: What's wrong with us, you ask?

Tanchun also came back to his senses, and said with a generous smile: "I asked the third brother to take me with a pen, what do you see?"

And Sister Lin, where did you find this dress?

Yun girl only left yesterday afternoon, and you are wearing it like this again. ”

After Shi Xiangyun and Jia Baoyu had a quarrel yesterday, it happened that the Shi family sent a mother-in-law to pick up people in the afternoon.

If Jia Mu had usually stayed with her for a while, she didn't keep her much yesterday and let her go back.

Jia Cong still doesn't know.

At this moment, Lin Daiyu was wearing a scholar's uniform and a scarf.

Charming and delicate, with lovely eyebrows and eyes.

Hearing Tanchun say this, Daiyu arrogantly raised her snowy chin and said, "What's the matter with Guan Yun'er, I've been wearing it like this since I was a child!" ”

Lin Daiyu's parents have no children under their knees, and they love her like a treasure, and they see that she is smart and delicate, so they also want her to read and know a few words, but they pretend to be adopted children to talk about the sigh of desolation under their knees.

So when she was young, her mother Jia Shi prepared a small Confucian shirt for her.

However, unlike Xiangyun's sassy and heroic appearance in men's clothing, Daiyu wears this body, but she looks more and more delicate and moving.

A pair of misty winter spring-like eyebrows and eyes, always affectionate......

Baoyu's eyes are almost inseparable from her......

Jia Tanchun was amused when he saw it, and said, "Second brother, your sister Lin is here, can you still read the book?" Carefully the master knows, you have a lot! ”

When Jia Baoyu heard this, he said happily: "The old man will not teach me a lesson because of this matter, this is the old lady's idea!" ”

Jia Cong and Tanchun both understood that it must be Jia's mother who thought that Jia Baoyu was going to study in Guozijian next month, and wronged him, so she thought about trying to follow his mind before going.

However, Jia Baoyu didn't expect that as soon as his voice fell, he heard Tong Bing's voice outside:

"Second Master Bao, Third Master Cong, the master called you to go to the study."

Hearing this voice, the blood on Baoyu's face dried up in an instant, and it turned white, and the smiling face became a frightened face.

Seeing him bluffing like this, Jia Cong laughed and said, "What are you afraid of?" You and Sister Lin just came from the old lady's side, and the old man didn't know, it must be something else. ”

"Really?"

The sweat on his forehead was frightened, and when Jia Baoyu heard this, he asked anxiously as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Jia Cong poked his head out of the curtain and asked the mother-in-law who was spreading the word outside, "Does Mama know what happened to us in the past?" Do you want to bring books, pen and ink? ”

The woman smiled and said, "No, it's in the master's study, where do you still use books with pen and ink?" I heard that there was a foreign visitor, and I asked the third master and the second master to go to meet the guest together. ”

After Jia Cong thanked him with a smile, he turned back to Jia Baoyu and said, "Did you hear that?" ”

Jia Baoyu was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief and nodded again and again.

Seeing Tanchun's unkind laughter, he rolled his eyes in shame, and then told Lin Daiyu: "Sister Lin will talk to the third sister here first, and I will come when I go." ”

Still uneasy, he instructed again: "But don't go, otherwise you won't be able to read a word today." ”

Lin Daiyu said impatiently: "As long as you have a lot of things, you are not afraid of people laughing...... I know, go quickly, I should annoy you if I wait for a long time! ”

Baoyu was not verbose, and hurriedly walked to the study with Jia Cong.

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Entering from the corner door on the west side of Jiafu, the first thing I saw was the study of Jia Zhengwai on the west side.

Ordinary visitors, Jia Zheng is here to entertain.

All the guests should be cleared and all here.

Mengpo Zhai is the inner house study, and ordinary foreign men are not allowed to enter.

When Jia Cong and Jia Baoyu came over, they saw five or six small servants standing under the porch outside the study.

Seeing the two of them coming, they bowed down together to say goodbye.

Hearing movement inside, the door of the study was opened, and the doorman Cheng Rixing came out with a smile and invited the two of them in.

The study was burning with smoke and sandalwood.

There is also a pleasant aroma of book and ink.

The hall is decorated with celebrity calligraphy, paintings and antiques, which exudes luxury in an elegant atmosphere.

Every calligraphy and painting is ten times more valuable than gold and silver.

In the hall, Jia Zheng was on the upper seat, with a smile on his face, and he couldn't see that he was sick on the bed after being angry yesterday.

It looks like he's in a good mood.

On the two rows of Nanmu chairs under the hall, four young people sat on the north side.

The two older ones looked to be in their twenties.

The two younger ones are about the same age as Jia Cong Baoyu.

They all wore Confucian shirts.

To the south sat several of Jia Zheng's cleaners.

At this moment, seeing Jia Cong and Jia Baoyu coming, the four guests all got up.

After the two of them met Jia Zheng, they saw one of the older Confucian students step forward and bow to Jia Cong and said, "Song Hua came here on the orders of his ancestors and has seen Uncle Xiao. ”

Jia Zheng introduced above: "Cong'er, this is the eldest son and eldest grandson of your husband Sikong, who has a thick face, and I came to see you today." ”

Jia Cong nodded when he heard this, and said to Song Hua: "Zihou doesn't need to be polite, how are Mr. and Shi Niang?" ”

When Song Hua and his entourage saw Jia Cong at such an age, their faces were calm, their manners were appropriate, their words were thoughtful, and they nodded secretly in their hearts.

Song Hua got up and said, "My grandfather and grandmother are all safe, but I am just worried about my little uncle." ”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the white gauze bandaged in front of Jia Cong's forehead.

When Jia Zheng and the others saw it, their faces were faintly uncomfortable.

Jia Cong apologized and said: "Because Cong's behavior was careless, he fell and was injured, so he was worried about his master and mother, which is really a sin."

When Zihou returns, please tell the master and the mother, and after Cong's injuries are healed, he will come to the door to meet and ask for sin. ”

After Song Hua responded, Jia Cong introduced Jia Baoyu to him again, which was another cumbersome etiquette......

Because of the presence of elders, it is not good to be rude.

After introducing Baoyu, Song Hua introduced the people around him to Jia Cong, and said: "Uncle Shi, this is my friend Zhao Ning Zhao Yuhua in the same year, and his grandfather is the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites.

This is Brother Zhao's younger brother Zhao Yanfei, who will be enrolled in Guozijian with his uncle.

This is Wu Fan, the son of my uncle's family, who is also going to enter the Guozijian at this age.

Because I thought that they were going to go to school with Uncle Xiao, they would be classmates in the future, so they would bring them to see each other first, and then they would have a good time to take care of each other.

If it weren't for the fact that Guozijian didn't rest today, Brother Zifen would have come.

Zhang Yuan Zhang Zifen is now a student in the dormitory of Guozi Prison, and his article skills are extremely solid. ”

When Jia Cong heard this, he smiled and said, "It's hard for you to be so thoughtful, thank you." ”

Jia Zheng also praised: "Song Changong has such a good grandson, which is enviable. Zihou has the posture of a dragon and a phoenix, and the young phoenix will be clear in the old phoenix in the future, which is immeasurable. ”

These words made Song Hua blush, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "Shi Weng is really praised, how dare you praise the student's slight posture?" It's the little uncle, if you don't make a sound, you have already made a splash, first into the eyes of Mr. Mumin, and because of a wonderful book, the name of Jinghua.

Now I don't know how many friends of the same year, I asked my late life to see my little uncle Mobao. ”

On the side, Zhao Ning, Zhao Yanfei's brothers and Wu Fan have always been secretly looking at Jia Cong, who became famous in the capital overnight.

Compared with the steadiness of Zhao Ning and Zhao Yanfei's brothers, Wu Fan, who is in his teens, has a pair of small eyes that turn slightly, as if he wants to see Jia Cong as a flower......

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