"Miss, aren't we ready for tomorrow's storm?" "Yes, it is precisely because of tomorrow's hardship, hardship, and hardship that we must be mentally prepared today." Xiaobi looked at Bu Fan dumbfounded, "Miss, but you look like you're going out?" Bu Fan said while stuffing broken silver into his purse: "Yes, we must cherish the freedom of the last afternoon." ”

Xiaobi shook her head wildly, "En~En~En~, no, no, no, Miss, you are already like this in the eyes of the prince now, if you go out and get caught, we will have to suffer multiple punishments!" Bu Fan raised his hand and hugged Xiaobi's shoulder and said: "Think about it carefully, now he is angry, if I don't dodge a little, wouldn't I hit the muzzle of the gun, let's go out for an afternoon, and when he comes back, his anger should be gone." ”

"Isn't that a joy for all? Kindness? Xiaobi glanced at Bu Fan and hesitated: "Miss, in fact, you can also choose to make it clear to the prince, this is the best." Bu Fan pouted and said, "It's late!" Preconceived, there is a bunch of nonsense about the plague, and it's strange that Qin Qizhi can believe me. ”

Xiaobi: "You can imagine how low your reputation with the prince is, Miss, you should have explained it in the study, what were you thinking at the time?" Why not? Bu Fan: "Well---, I was patronizing to watch the plague show at the time, after all, it was not easy to encounter a live version of 'pretentiousness'. ”

Xiaobi: "。。。。。。 "Miss, I'll obey you if I don't accept the wall!

Looking at Xiaobi's complaining eyes, Bu Fan coughed twice in embarrassment, regained Miss's prestige and said: "Oh, who would have thought that Qin Qizhi would carry out a surprise attack, besides, I'm not here for you, Miss Ben's anger has been aroused, and the culprit actually started to pretend to be a grandson, and I am also very depressed." Ah, okay, okay, it's rare to have a half-day off, let's go out, we've been held back for two days. ”

"That'...... All right. "I promise, it's the best decision you've made this week! Walk! Bu Fan pulled Xiaobi and ran happily outside the house. As soon as the two of them left, Qin Qizhi came to Duofu Courtyard with malt and melancholy, "Is Miss in the house?" "Back to the prince, Miss just went out with Xiaobi, we don't know where Miss went, but Miss left with a money bag on her waist."

Qin Qizhi raised his hand to support his forehead, "...... I must have run out to eat, drink and be merry again. Malt said worriedly: "Master, if you are tired, go back to the house to rest, it is just noon, and the sun is blazing." Qin Qizhi shook his head and said, "No, let's go in and wait for her, I want to see when she comes back!" See, your heart is broken for her, but she doesn't care, she is really a heartless stinky girl. ”

Here, Bu Fan and Xiaobi played until the sunset, and returned to the Eat Duofu Courtyard with the evening food in the house. "Xiaobi, let the kitchen bring the food." "Yes, miss." Qin Qizhi, who was in the room with his eyes closed, opened his eyes instantly, sharp and dangerous. The malt who was hungry and gnawing on the apple was the first to be frightened, and immediately choked, coughing cough non-stop, Bu Fan, who was walking to the door outside the house, immediately stopped when he heard the sound, and then began to retreat lightly. "Qin Jing'er! You let me in! Now, immediately! ”

After Qin Qizhi finished drinking, the malt cough stopped immediately, and the two stared at Bu Fan walking into the room with ten thousand reluctant steps. Bu Fan turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees, raised his head and rolled his eyes at the roof, and then immediately lowered his head and smiled at Qin Qizhi's flattering, "Brother King Qin, why are you here?" Qin Qizhi snorted coldly and said, "What time is it?" You still know to come back! ”

Bu Fan pointed to his finger and said: "It's time to eat, of course I know that I have to come back, Brother Qin Wang, didn't you say that the time is not waiting, and the kitchen is not waiting for anyone." Qin Qizhi tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "So Jing'er is so obedient?" Bu Fan smiled and nodded, "En." "Then resume your homework tomorrow, and you continue to learn poetry and etiquette from Miss Wen." Now it's up to you what you say. "Okay." I expected!

Qin Qizhi: "I want to add classes in the evening, and this king will personally tutor you!" "Can you bear it this time? Bu Fan: "...... Uh-hehehehe-hehe-hehe, good! "You'd better know what it means to be in moderation. The two of you come and go, sparks splash everywhere, the malt is sandwiched in the middle and the liver is beating wildly, and finally I can't help but say out: "Eh, Uncle Lu seems to be calling me, master, miss, the little one has retired first, you have a slow chat, slow chat." ”

Malt opened the door and ran away, "Uncle Lu, don't worry, I'll come." Xiaobi happened to come over with the food, and when she saw this, she quickly flashed to the side, and the second monk looked left and right confusedly, what's wrong? Bu Fan greeted with a smile: "Come here, Xiaobi come over and set up a meal." "Oh, yes, miss." Xiaobi set up a well-trained table for dinner, raised her head, smiled, and waited for praise, and then was driven away by Qin Qizhi.

Bu Fan stared at Qin Qizhi with the boss, "Class, feudalism, autocracy." Qin Qizhi walked slowly to the table and sat down, and said while serving soup: "What are you talking about Jing'er?" Bu Fan gritted his back molars and smiled: "I said, Xiaobi usually eats with me." Qin Qizhi raised his eyes, "That's usual, and it won't be in the future, because the extra class starts tonight, and you now have half an hour to eat." ”

"Why?" "It's up to the Qin Palace, now I have the final say." “。。。。。。” "I've started the time, are you sure you want to keep wasting it?" Bu Fan looked at Qin Qizhi dumbfounded, and slapped the table angrily, "You are the most ruthless, unrighteous and unreasonable person in the world, there is no one." "Then sit down and eat. Qin Qizhi: "。。。。。。 ”

Bu Fan didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, first snatched the dishes into his bowl and plate, and then unfolded the posture of swallowing mountains and rivers. I grew up at the dinner table in the orphanage, and if you dare to look down on me, I won't leave it to you at all. Bu Fan's secret is not to waste time by eating meat with bones and thorns, sweeping all the way through meatballs and slices, mushroom fungus, cabbage and green vegetables, half an hour passed, and only steamed fish, rice, and soup were left on the table.

And Qin Qizhi only drank a bowl of soup from beginning to end, Bu Fan burped gracefully, and then slowly served the soup, blinking his small eyes and said, "I'll wait for you in the studio, Brother King Qin." After that, he got up, took chicken soup, took small steps, and walked into the studio proudly. Qin Qizhi looked at the empty plate that had been swept away for a while, and smiled helplessly and angrily, "I'd rather offend the villain than offend the woman......"

Think about what hardships you haven't suffered in the army, it doesn't matter what you eat, you have strength when you're full. So Qin Qizhi made a big bowl of rice, got up and came to the studio, only to see Bu Fan sitting comfortably on a chair, drinking soup while eating. "Write a pair of words for me to see." "Alas! I know you're all doing this routine, and there's nothing new at all, na, on the table, see for yourself. ”

Qin Qizhi glanced at Bu Fan and picked up the rice paper on the desk. The moment he saw the handwriting, his eyes were dark, and he glanced at Bu Fan in disbelief, and then forcibly endured the discomfort of his eyeballs and saw the end from the beginning. Finally, he threw the rice paper on the desk, sighed, and said, "Why is it so bad?" Even more so than what I wrote before, Jing'er, how did you go to class in the past two days? Is that what Miss Wen made you practice like this? ”

Bu Fan put down the soup bowl, got up and looked at his masterpiece just now, and said with satisfaction: "I think it's okay, Miss Wen still praised me today, saying that it was better than yesterday, na, you see, this is yesterday." Qin Qizhi took another piece of rice paper suspiciously, unfolded it, and after greeting an eyeball crit again, he had to sigh at Wen Yi's indescribable vision and patience. Both handwriting is a mess, but compared to the first one, it looks a little more standardized, and the second one is too freewheeling.

Qin Qizhi was puzzled: "How did she boast about it?" Bu Fan spread his hands, "The politeness and hypocrisy between women, you don't understand it." ”“…… Okay, then I'll write a few words now, and you write accordingly. "Okay, let's write." Ever since I saw the calligraphy of the old emperor, I have lost hope in the calligraphy of the ancients, and the plague has always been angry, and the nostrils are high, and I have never written a word from beginning to end.

It deepened my sense of the ancients' writing in vain, and they were all embarrassed to criticize me for my poor writing? Although I am truly bad, you are also genuinely bad. Since you have to write it, I'll sit back and wait for you to slap your face...... Uh, or counterattack. Bu Fan hurriedly snatched the rice paper that Qin Qizhi had just written, and looked carefully at the candle boy, wow, if you take this back, how much will it cost to sell?

Qin Qizhi looked at Bu Fan and admired? Eun looked at him with appreciation, and smiled, "How is it?" If you work hard and keep writing every day, you can write like this. Bu Fan lowered his head and thought, if I can practice good handwriting in this half a year, I will ...... when I go back Wow! Beautiful, so beautiful, it's rare to cross a trip, how can you sit and eat and wait for it to come back? It's a must-have trip!

Bu Fan carefully folded the rice paper, then turned around and said, "Yes, I will practice every day." However, it's just ......," Qin Qizhi frowned, "but what? Bu Fan raised his hand and raised his index finger, "However, there is a small request, that is, you have to write a word for me every day." Kindness? "Yes! Yes, go write now, I'll look at you. "Okay, you have to write about the ancient temple or praise me."

Qin Qizhimu nodded with a grimace, "...... Okay, what else are the requirements? Bu Fan stretched out his hands and began to wrench his fingers, "There is also a seal, and there must be a payment, indicating who to give it to...... It's best if you can make a picture next to the scene, what's the matter? ”

Qin Qizhi's face darkened, and he knocked Bu Fan's forehead very gently, "The head is not big, there are a lot of ideas, the words are not good, and there are a lot of requirements?" Bu Fan: "Uh, hehehe, you won the award." ”

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