Yun Songzhen's frowning brows from annoyance suddenly relaxed, and she looked at the person in front of her, "Are you a prisoner?" ”

The person in front of him knelt on the ground and nodded tremblingly.

Lian Cui explained: "Back to the princess, there were several prisoners who were selected to come to our palace before. ”

Yun Songzhen's brows furrowed even deeper, and she said unhappily: "You raise your head, aren't you Nan Jiang's prisoner?" ”

The person kneeling on the ground raised his head, his eyes were afraid, and his voice trembled: "Hui...... Princess, yes, slave is from Nanjiang. ”

Yun Songzhen saw the appearance of the prisoner in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness.

……

Since that day, every time Yun Rongjue writes and reads, he will let Jiang Wu accompany her, and every day she will be allowed to have about three quarters of an hour to learn and practice characters.

Yun Rongjue's decision is a great grace to Jiang Wu, and she also cherishes this hard-won, serious study every day.

"There is a tree in the south, and the kudzu is tired. The gentleman of happiness, the ...... of happiness"

"Is that how it reads, Your Highness?" Jiang Wu read as she went, her little head raised to look at Yun Rongjue.

Yun Rongjue leaned lazily on the table, and there was a glass of porcelain wine in his hand, which was full of aroma, "Well, it's a good reading." ”

Jiang Wu's small face showed a touch of joy when he heard this, and he continued to read, "There is a desolate tree and kudzu in the south. Blessing will ......" Every time she said a word, she glanced at the man next to her, and only after receiving an affirmative response did she continue.

After a while, the sound of reading gradually stopped, Yun Rongjue's eyes lifted a trace, and looked at the little girl beside her, the little girl was sitting upright, her head was slightly lowered, and she was studying the words on the rice paper very seriously.

There is 樛木 in the south, and there are two words written upside down in the south, but the 樛字 of the 樛木 is crooked and slanted, not so much a word, but more like a splicing.

"Stupid." The man's thin lips were cold, and he spat out a sentence.

Jiang Wu pulled down with a little grievance at the end of his eyes, and looked at the crooked words written by himself on the paper, "There are too many strokes in the calligraphy, and they look strange." She muttered.

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang on the top of her head, she raised her head, Yun Rongjue held on to the handle of the fan, and just withdrew her hand, "Argue strongly, continue to write the following two words." Yun Rongjue pointed to the line of poems in the book of poetry with a fan.

Jiang Wu looked at it, and opened his lips, it was the sentence behind Nan Youshumu, Ge Zhi is tired, this word Ge is even more strokes than Zhu Zi, it is difficult to look at.

Jiang Wuxiu's eyebrows were bent, her pink lips were full, her little hands were holding the brush tightly, and she was very cautious with every stroke, this word was difficult to write, which gave her a headache, and Yun Rongjue staring at her added a lot of pressure to her.

Yun Rongjue looked at the little girl's strokes, and the corners of his thin lips couldn't help but pull out a smile, he could be regarded as having seen what the real gourd painting was.

"You practice hard, and I'll check it out when I come back later."

Jiang Wu nodded seriously.

After Yun Rongjue left Yilan Xuan, Jiang Wu's pressure was reduced.

"There is a tree in the south, and the kudzu is ......"

Writing over and over again, she read it carefully, and the more she read, the smoother it became.

"Fifth brother!"

At this time, Yun Huang's voice came from outside the hall, and after a while, Yun Huang hurriedly walked in, Jiang Wu was startled, and the pen in his hand stroked, and the ink was scattered on the rice paper.

Yun Huanghuan looked around and didn't see Yun Rongjue's figure, but saw Jiang Wu sitting at the table holding an ink pen, he frowned, and stepped forward, "What are you doing?" Where's my fifth brother? ”

Jiang Wu stood up and saluted, "Go back to the Sixth Highness, the Fifth Highness has gone out." ”

"What are you doing here?" Yun Huang looked sideways, looking at the crooked and ugly words on the paper.