But when the noble lady lowered her head and began to look for it seriously, Zhang Xiaoguo stopped her again and walked back with someone, making the noble lady puzzled between her eyebrows and eyes, and she secretly thought, maybe the lady suddenly remembered, there is something more important to do, right?

It's just that when she returned to the Qinzheng Palace, her mother asked her to bring a charcoal basin from the house, moved a chair, and sat lazily at the door without moving.

The lady looked up at the sky in wonder, the sky was gloomy, and it couldn't bask in the sun!

Zhang Xiaoguo looked at the lawsuit full of nobles and deliberately didn't look at her.

After a long sleep, the little light man who had just woken up stretched his waist and flew over, "Why are you sitting here?" It's just snowing, isn't it cold? ”

It's cold!

Zhang Xiaoguo glanced at her, tightened the clothes on her body, and moved the chair under her buttocks in the direction of the charcoal basin, "Wait for someone." ”

"Waiting for whom?"

"You'll find out in a moment!" Because of boredom, Zhang Xiaoguo unconsciously took out her golden abacus, held it in her hand, and shook it gently.

When Xiaoguangren saw it, he made a "snap" and stuck it again.

Or use all fours together, and hold on tightly.

Zhang Xiaoguo: ......

At this moment, Mama Qin came back from outside.

Zhang Xiaoguo immediately shifted all his attention to this old woman.

I saw her standing still from a distance, sneakily looking left and right, and began to tidy up the clothes on her body, and only after a while did she staggered over, and saw Zhang Xiaoguo and they first smiled and saluted her.

"Mother, why are you sitting here on this cold day? Lady, how do you serve? If my mother gets sick because of this, can you afford it? ”

Zhang Xiaoguo didn't say a word, swept Mama Qin up and down, slowly stood up, raised her feet and walked into the house.

Seeing this, the noble lady hurriedly stepped forward and opened the curtain, and several other little palace maids carried charcoal basins and chairs, and followed behind in a row.

Seeing that she was moved by her own words, the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer, and she turned around to go to the place where she lived, but she heard the voice of the noble concubine behind her.

"Mama Qin—"

Mama Qin paused her round body and turned around.

"Did you get the paper you copied from the Buddhist scriptures?" Zhang Xiaoguo lifted the curtain and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Mama Qin was stunned, how could she forget about this?

Then her brows twisted slightly, and she secretly aimed at Zhang Xiaoguo from the corner of her eye, she wouldn't use this as an excuse to shoot herself, right?

When the time comes, the Queen Mother can't blame her for being unfavorable?

After a lot of thoughts, the curtain was lowered again.

Mama Qin breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and was just about to lift her feet, when she heard a voice at the door again, "Mama Qin, Niangniang has a ...... please."

What are you looking for her?

Mama Qin was surprised for a while, but she still raised her heel and went in.

Inside, on the table, the noble lady has laid out the paper, pen mountain, pen wash and other things according to her mother's instructions, and she bowed her head and carefully studied ink in the inkstone.

Zhang Xiaoguo walked around to the back of the table, reached out and grabbed a wolf haohu pen, dipped it in ink, and stared at the paper, but he never put down the pen.

Until there is a "tick".

The ink drippeds fell on the paper, and it was wet, so Zhang Xiaoguo put the pen on the top of the pen mountain.

The ink on the tip of the hair shoots forward in a graceful arc.

"Smack!"

A thick black line immediately appeared on Mama Qin's face, who had just stood in front of the table.

Mama Qin: !!

Zhang Xiaoguo pursed his lips, blew upward, causing the bangs in front of him to flutter up and down, raised his eyes and glanced at Mama Qin's frozen look, a secret smile in her heart, but her face was full of regret and guilt, "Mama Qin, I'm afraid I have to trouble you to run again, tell the Queen Mother, let's find someone else about the Buddhist scriptures!" ”

"Ah???h

Mama Qin wiped the coldness on her face, and then looked at her hands, it was pitch black, and the fire in her heart was "buzzing", just about to block the queen mother and the righteousness of the family and country, Zhang Xiaoguo was already one step ahead of her, waved her hand and said: "Mama, I forgot, I can't read!" ”

This sentence was like a thunderbolt hitting Mama Qin's head on a sunny day, and she couldn't react for a long time.

God knows, at the third banquet, Zhang Xiaoguo made the Queen Mother half angry, but in order to have a good reputation of kindness, she could only endure it alive and not have a seizure.

Mama Qin happened to come over, so she gave such an idea, and snatched the responsibility of full supervision.

Originally, it was good, and she agreed!

Why did it take only half a day for such a change to happen?

How can she explain to the Queen Mother?

Seeing her stunned in place, Zhang Xiaoguo squinted with a smile, walked over gently, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Mama Qin, and deliberately exclaimed: "Mama, come back to your senses!" ”

Mama Qin was woken up, and there was a green smiling face in front of her, her heart was strong, and she was also so frightened that she jumped straight up, staggered under her feet, and took a few steps back.

However, what is more alarming than this green face is: How does the Queen Mother explain it?

Nowadays, which noble girl in the imperial capital is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Even if you don't know how to write, you should always be able to write, right?

However, the person in front of me doesn't, and it seems that he really can't......

Mama Qin had mixed feelings, gritted her teeth and withdrew.

Seeing off Mama Qin, Zhang Xiaoguo was in a good mood, happily humming an out-of-tune song and standing in front of the table again, asking the lady to remove the white paper that had just been stained and re-pave it.

The lady was stunned, "Niangniang, don't you know how to write?" ”

What do you do with paper?

Zhang Xiaoguo shook his head lightly with a smile, turned around, squatted in front of the red-hot charcoal basin, pulled it into his sleeve, pulled out a small branch, and stretched it forward.

The flames collided with the moisture in the branches, and the sound of "zizi" was discovered.

The lady is even more nameless, holding a paper in her hand, looking at it with good eyes, and she doesn't know how to move for a long time.

When Zhang Xiaoguo stood up again, this girl was still standing in place stupidly.

"Poof!" Zhang Xiaoguo laughed.

"Niangniang......" Guiniang looked ashamed, lowered her head to lay the paper, and if you look carefully, the roots of the ears are slightly red.

Zhang Xiaoguo shook the small branch in his hand and stood behind the table, first glanced up at the noble lady's face, then lowered his head and began to write and draw.

It's just that the stick was burned short, and it was not completely burned, and only a few black lines were drawn and no trace was drawn.

Zhang Xiaoguo had to go back to the charcoal basin and burn it again.

Like some reciprocation, it took a lot of effort for Zhang Xiaoguo's picture to be completed, looking down, the lines were messy, the thickness was different, and many places were rubbed by her hands, and the black stain was ......

With a long sigh, Zhang Xiaoguo threw the branch to the charcoal pot, looked at it twice, and the piece of paper was also crumpled and thrown away, and he began to deeply miss the hard pen of his previous life.