"Pounce~" Xiangyun's laughter broke the eerie silence.

Only then did everyone take their eyes off him, and then look at Baochai and Daiyu again.

Everyone wanted to see what the expressions of the two of them were when Jia Qing teased the maid in front of them.

Baochai's face was as usual, and he also picked up the tea, took a sip, and put it down gently.

Daiyu was annoyed by everyone's playful gaze and glared at the culprit Jia Qing.

"Hehehehehe," Jia Qing laughed to himself.

His smile caused the others to laugh too.

Xiangyun said: "The second brother's skin is getting thicker and thicker. ”

"Okay, now that you've got time to watch my jokes, why don't we listen to one more tune?"

Jia Qing said and said to Murong Yanran: "You can sing a song "A Chinese Ghost Story" to everyone." ”

This song is not very suitable for Yuhe's little freshness to sing, it has to be sung by the soft and amorous Murong Yanran, which is more suitable.

When Xiangyun heard this, he immediately said: "Is this also called A Chinese Ghost Story?" What does it have to do with the books we read? ”

Jia Qing frightened her and said, "It's all ghost stories, do you say it matters?" ”

Xiangyun shrank his neck and said, "I don't believe it." ”

In the following days, Jia Qing was very happy......

Ten times of "Zhou Li", that is four or five hundred thousand words!

This is still the homework assigned to him by the emperor, and he doesn't dare not do it. It is estimated that he can only do this in the next few months.

However, this also made Jia Qing breathe a sigh of relief. Since the emperor has given a punishment, he said that the matter of Princess Xingyue is over for the time being. The emperor did not raid his house because of this......

Although he was a little unhappy with Princess Xingyue's reckless behavior, he was still a little moved in his heart. He knew that because of the matter of the Emperor, Princess Xingyue had been in a cold war with Emperor Zhengqing for several months, and now in order to marry her, she took the initiative to ask Emperor Zhengqing.

To be honest, such a serious and costless admiration moved Jia Qing and was ashamed.

In this matter, after all, he is responsible. However, he could not take the initiative to fight for it.

Even, in order to protect Baochai and Daiyu, he has to guard against her.

"What do you want?"

A voice as light as water rang out. Jia Qing looked back, and it turned out that Daiyu leaned over in front of his case at some point, looking at him curiously.

Daiyu is no better than Baochai. She would go to the Dolbi Villa almost every day to see him write......

"It's Sister Lin, please take a seat. Qingwen, pour a cup of tea. ”

Daiyu pinched the hem of her skirt, padded her toes, slowly walked around the table, and suddenly put out a piece of paper in front of Jia Qing.

"See."

Jia Qing looked at it.

"Sister Lin, when did you steal my manuscript?" As soon as Jia Qing saw that it was his copy of "Zhou Li", he said so.

"Who stole you, I wrote it!"

Daiyu jerked it back and said unhappily.

Jia Qing was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is this what you imitated?" ”

Daiyu nodded arrogantly.

Jia Qing suddenly realized, no wonder Daiyu always came to see him copy "Zhou Li" these days, it turned out to be to imitate his handwriting.

"How about it, do you want me to help you?"

Dai Yuqiao smiled and shook the manuscript in her hand.

This is what she has been studying over and over again in the past few days before she finally wrote this. It's almost the same as Jia Qing's handwriting.

Jia Qing shook his head: "I received my sister's wishes, but how can I bother my sister to do such a laborious thing." ”

Ten times of "Zhou Li", even if he can write 10,000 words a day, it will take a month and a half. But he practiced, he couldn't write 10,000 words a day.

That's a lot of work.

But when I thought that this was originally Emperor Zhengqing's punishment, there was no complaint.

He just wrote like this for a few days, and he felt that his shoulders were slightly sore, how dare he ask Daiyu to help him? It's still so tiring to write at will, and Daiyu has to imitate it carefully, which is several times more difficult.

He would rather work harder than Daiyu so hard.

Anyway, Emperor Zhengqing did not stipulate the date of delivery.

Daiyu was unhappy and glared at Jia Qing with a pout! She has put so much effort into it, and she is finally satisfied today, and she is so excited that she got such a reply, it is no wonder that she can be happy!

"Don't forget it."

Daiyu left angrily. But I happened to meet Ying'er and came.

Daiyu's footsteps quietly slowed down until she stopped.

"Second master, this is what my young lady asked me to give you, saying that you can see these manuscripts, if you want to make it, she will copy some more, so that she can help the second master a little."

Ying'er put a stack of manuscripts on Jia Qing's desk. Jia Qing just glanced at it and saw that this was also the content of "Zhou Li".

Jia Qing glared at Ying'er, a very clever girl in the past, why is she so eyeless now? Didn't you see Daiyu still there?

Sure enough, Daiyu had already turned back, tilting her head and staring at the words on it.

"Sister Bao didn't come to Tubi Villa to see you write, what did she imitate?"

Daiyu stared at Jia Qing with a dangerous look in her eyes.

Jia Qing hurriedly said: "I guess it's some kind of poetry note that I left before." ”

Did he dare to say that Baochai sent someone to give him what he wanted before......

It's not that he favors one over the other, but he thinks that Baochai is a little "strong", and it is estimated that there is no big problem for her to help.

It's a pity that Daiyu is so easy to coax, her eyes bulge, and tears are about to fall.

Jia Qing hurriedly stepped forward and coaxed: "Okay, okay, it's me who is wrong, shall I let you help me copy it?" ”

"Who rarely helps you!"

Daiyu does not forgive.

Jia Qing took her embroidered handkerchief, helped her wipe her tears, and said, "Good sister, don't be angry, I really didn't want to tire you before, so I didn't have anything else to think about."

If you want to help me, it's too late for me to be happy.

In this way, you come up to the village every day and write with me, how about it? ”

"Really?"

Now Daiyu was moved.

Her mind turned quickly, the grievance just now went in an instant, and she liked it when she thought that she and Jia Qing were writing together, but Baochai was writing alone in the house.

"Then I'll ask Zijuan to bring my pen and inkstone."

Jia Qingdao said: "No, I have ready-made ones here, they are all good."

But it's okay, I only want what I write here, and you can't write it when you go back, and I won't accept it. ”

He asked Daiyu to write here that is what it meant. He knew that Daiyu was a strong character, usually lazy, but if his temperament came up for a while, he was determined to compete with Baochai, and he could stay up until midnight.

Daiyu understood his thoughts, frowned and didn't object, and said, "I'm going to use yours, you can find another set yourself." ”

As she spoke, she walked to Jia Qing's previous position and picked up her pen.

"Where did you just copy it?"

Daiyu looked up and asked.

Jia Qing went over to point out to her, and helped to smooth out the other things and clear out a piece for his own use.

turned around and said to Ying'er: "You go back and tell Sister Bao that she copied these very well." But tell her not to be tired, I don't rush to use it, it's important to take care of your body. ”

Ying'er was ordered to go back.

I secretly regretted it in my heart. She didn't know that Daiyu also had to help Jia Qing copy, and Jia Qing refused. Before, she just wanted to show their girls their face and show off.

Because she thinks that their girls are very powerful, the words copied out are exactly the same as those written by the second master.

Who knows, it will become such a result.

thought that Daiyu would stay with Jia Qing every day to write, grinding her ears and temples, and then her feelings warmed up, leaving her own girl behind......

Woo, girl, it's all my fault, I hurt you.

Ying'er felt that she was very guilty.

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