Qian Yan was slightly stunned, and looked up along the dragon pattern boots, and the emperor was looking at her condescendingly.

The man's expression was serious, his mysterious and deep ink pupils were cold, and his handsome and extraordinary face was undoubtedly in the style of an emperor.

"Why is the emperor here?" Qian Yan immediately got up and saluted.

It's coming, it's coming, the key is not to let people sing the newspaper, it's haunting at night.

Ying Zhan glanced at the woman and sat down on the chair she had just sat on.

Then, there was no place to sit and stood aside like a little daughter-in-law.

Li Zhong stood next to the emperor with the dust in his hand and waited.

Ying Zhan leaned back in the chair leisurely, "The half-month deadline is up, so I naturally came to check your female training." ”

Li Zhong was suddenly shocked, why did he not believe it so much?

In the past, the emperor did not punish other concubines for copying books, and they were all sent to Longxuan Hall by the female eunuchs after the concubines copied them.

Sometimes, the palace concubine wants to take this opportunity to get close to the emperor, and she is not allowed to enter the Longxuan Palace.

Why did you get to Jiang Cairen and ask the emperor to inspect the goods in person?

Yan Yan smiled, "The emperor really has a good memory, the concubine copied it yesterday, and was about to show it to you, this is not just in time for your longevity banquet, so it was delayed, and the concubine will go to show it to you." ”

After speaking, she bent down, pulled the drawer of the bookcase, took two stacks of tall rice paper, and placed them in front of Ying Zhan.

Seeing this, Li Zhong randomly selected two and put them in front of Ying Zhan's eyes.

The man's gaze fell on the two proclamations, and at first, his eyes were faint.

But then, he couldn't help frowning, "What kind of calligraphy are you?" ”

"......" tilted the corners of her mouth, she didn't know.

When she was a child learning calligraphy, she didn't copy it according to the calligraphy, she just wrote how she wanted.

If anything, it can only be said that she created it herself.

So, she replied: "The concubine doesn't know any calligraphy, she just writes blindly." ”

Then, she saw Ying Zhan looking at her with that scrutinizing look.

The look in his eyes seemed to say: Who are you ignorant of?

"I remember that you didn't write seal flowers before? When did you switch to this font? Ying Zhan asked.

"Your Majesty, I told you that the concubine had amnesia." Tanyan's nasal voice was a little heavy, with a slightly coquettish tone, "What kind of seal flower Xiaokai, I naturally don't remember, this time I copied the book, how to write it easily, what, but the concubine didn't write well?" ”

No, calligraphy teachers in her previous life said that although her handwriting was not like traditional calligraphy, they praised her for her good writing.

Ying Zhan's eyes turned slightly, and her gaze fell on the woman's writing again.

It's not that her handwriting is bad, it's just that it's too free and swaying, and even a little charlatan.

Belongs to Juanxiu, with a little chic in it.

said that she wrote a line of calligraphy, and she danced like cursive.

It is said that she writes cursive, but it is not as sloppy as cursive, and it is artistic.

He pulled his lips and commented from a professional point of view: "Writing calligraphy is about adhering to the rules of traditional calligraphy, the line of calligraphy is the line of calligraphy, cursive is cursive, when writing to reveal the characteristics of the font, do not do what you want, so as not to destroy the art of calligraphy." ”

"Look at the words you write again, the line is not like the line of the book, the cursive is not like the cursive script, and it even has a little comfort, and the writing is not like the four! Who are you, arrogant enough to want to create your own calligraphy? ”

Tilting her eyes: "Your Majesty, the concubine didn't want to create her own calligraphy, she just wanted to copy the women's training two hundred times, besides, the concubine is just a layman, she doesn't know calligraphy, she just thinks about how to write." ”

"If the emperor thinks that the concubine's handwriting is ugly, the concubine should copy it again, but... The concubine's fingers are swollen this time, and if you copy it again, I'm afraid it will be too late to give it to you. ”

She said well-behaved, but between her words, she showed that her hand hurt, and she hoped that he would take pity on her.

Ying Zhan lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on the woman's right hand.

As she said, the fingers of her right hand were slightly red and swollen.

In addition, her fair complexion makes her redness particularly obvious.

As the man looked at her hand, she took it behind her back in embarrassment.

Then she heard him say, "Well, your writing is not so ugly, but it is only for copying books, and it is not for making calligraphy and paintings, so she will be done." ”

Li Zhong twitched the corners of his mouth, why did he think Jiang Cairen's words were very good-looking?

Is it because he doesn't know how to appreciate, or is the emperor too demanding?

But he followed the emperor, and he has seen a lot of the world, and he has seen a lot of calligraphy masters' words.

Jiang Cairen's handwriting, not to mention that it can be compared with the calligraphy master, it can also be called superior.

Even in this harem, no one can write as well as her.

As for the artistry that the emperor said, he didn't understand, anyway, he looked very good.

When Li Zhong was pondering, he received a cold look from Ying Zhan.

Suddenly with a cold eye, Li Zhong didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until Ying Zhan kept staring at him coldly that he remembered the main purpose of coming today.

Li Zhong walked outside and took the ink-colored copper box from the slave next to him, "By the way, Jiang Cairen, why did you send the emperor a jar of solidified lard when you said you had nothing to do?" ”

At tonight's banquet, the gifts given to the emperor by the harem concubines are not to mention how valuable, but they are all allegorical and elegant.

Only this Jiang Cai person sent a jar of lard with white flowers, but the emperor ate this set, and he specially questioned about this matter.

It seems that sometimes if you want to compete for favor, you still have to be surprised and different!

The palace concubine sent lard to the emperor as a birthday gift, how fresh is it?!

"Grandpa Li, I'm not lard." Qian Yan rolled her eyes in her heart, the lard was not as delicate and practical as the snake oil paste she filtered.

Li Zhong: "......"

To be honest, he didn't even take it seriously.

After the emperor returned to the Longxuan Palace, he turned over Jiang Cairen's gift alone, saying that Jiang Cairen had sent a jar of lard and wanted to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

But now listening to Jiang Cairen's meaning, it seems to be mistaken?

Then he must not betray the emperor, he has to bear it on himself!

Li Zhong smiled embarrassedly, "Isn't it like edible lard, even if it's not lard, it's animal oil, right?" ”

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of anything else that could be close to lard.

Tilting his head slightly, "You guessed half right, this is indeed animal oil, but it is not a simple animal oil, but a snake oil ointment that I personally refined, and I use it to wipe my hands in autumn and winter, which is very moisturizing." ”

As she spoke, she also looked at Ying Zhan, "Your Majesty, if you don't believe it, the concubine will help you wipe it on your hands." ”

"Women only pay attention to maintenance, I don't want to wipe this thing." Ying Zhan refused without hesitation.

Yan Yan pursed her lips, and her voice was glutinous: "This was made by the concubine herself, and when she was refining snake oil, the back of her hand was blistered by the hot oil and water." However, since the emperor doesn't need it, the concubine still has to find another way to make up a gift for you. ”

Ying Zhan looked down, and sure enough, she saw a small blister on the back of the woman's hand.

This woman, is she so delicate!

The copying of the book is swollen with the hand.

It was a blister when I gave a gift, so easy to leave a scar?!

Ying Zhan just stared at the little woman's white hand, frowning impatiently, "Then what are you doing there?" Didn't you want to put a balm on me? ”

His eyes lit up, and he took the slender jade hand paste in Li Zhong's hand and put it on the bookcase.

Open the lid of the box, lightly touch the tip of the index finger, and then hook it, and the fingertip will be stained with a thin layer of milky white cream.