"Yuanbao, it's me who is not good, I haven't come to see you all the time, you won't blame me." Xie Qingyu burned paper money while talking to Yuanbao.

At the moment when the paper money was ignited, the ashes floated up in the sky along the breeze, and Xie Qingyu knew that the ingots must have been received.

"Yuanbao, did you see it today? I've brought you a lot of food, all of which you like. ”

"You see, there is also the most famous hibiscus cake in Gusu City."

"I didn't come to see you before, because I haven't been able to face myself, so after Xie Youruo is completely solved today, I have the face to come to see you, Yuanbao, you won't laugh at me."

"Look how useless your young lady is, I can't even keep your body that day."

Xie Qingyu choked up as he spoke, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Yuanbao won't blame you." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

Xie Qingyu wiped his tears, looked back, and found that it was Qin Zixuan.

"Miss Qin, why are you here?" Xie Qingyu was also surprised, but after thinking about it, this place was so remote, Qin Zixuan must have followed him.

"I just saw you out of the city, so I followed you." Qin Zixuan also talked about the reason at this time, when she talked about Xie Youran's death today, although Xie Qingyu smiled, there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows, she knew that it was not because of Xie Youruo.

Fang just saw her figure out of the city again, so he followed, but he didn't expect Xie Qingyu to come to worship a servant girl named Yuanbao.

Hearing Xie Qingyu's voice talking to herself, Qin Zixuan realized that this ingots were killed by Xie Youruo, she really didn't expect Xie Qingyu to be so emotional, and would behave like this to a servant.

After Qin Zixuan finished speaking, he picked up three sticks of incense from the ground, bowed to the ball of paper money that was still burning, and inserted the incense on the side of Fang Cai Xie Qingyu's incense.

"I'm here to thank Miss Qin for Yuanbao." Seeing this, Xie Qingyu also squatted down, and then did what he had not done.

"The deceased is the greatest, it seems that you have a deep affection for this ingot." Qin Zixuan also waved her hand, and then chatted casually with Xie Qingyu.

"Yuanbao said that she died because of me, and she died in the sea of fire that day to save me, but I didn't do anything for her." Xie Qingyu was burning paper money for the ingots, and at the same time answering Qin Zixuan's words, his expression was no longer injured.

"Now that Xie Youruo is dead, you don't have to be sad." Qin Zixuan was comforted, and just after hearing Xie Qingyu's rumor, Yuanbao's death must be inseparable from Xie Youruo, so this is to fight back against Xie Youruo in order to avenge Yuanbao.

Thinking like this, Qin Zixuan picked up the sake and sprinkled a pot on the ground for the ingots.

Then Xie Qingyu also took the pastries and side dishes and poured into the circle.

After everything was done, Xie Qingyu finally felt a little relieved.

Then the two went back to Gusu City, although Xie Qingyu went out of the city, in fact, he stayed in the woods near the city gate to give Yuanbao a sacrifice.

After Xie Qingyu returned to the room, he slowly recalled what happened today, and I have to say that Qin Zixuan is a good person to a certain extent, although most of her is watching a play, but she still helped her a lot.

Thinking like this, she fell asleep thinking about Xie Qingyu, and when she woke up, it was already the second day.

Everything has basically been dealt with now, and now only the calligraphy exam is left, Xie Qingyu woke up and finished eating, and began to practice.

I picked a book of poetry from the book and began to write it seriously.

"Early in the morning, you can practice calligraphy?" After Qin Zixuan got up, she felt a little bored and thought about going to Gusu City to play with Xie Qingyu, and when she saw that the door of Xie Qingyu's room was not closed, she pushed the door directly and went in.

"You're just in time, come and see how I've written?" Xie Qingyu saw that the person who came was Qin Zixuan, so he directly greeted her and asked her to look at her own words and evaluate it, although she thought that the writing was good, but after all, she still needed some other people's opinions.

After all, this exam is very important for me, and I can't be sloppy in the slightest.

Qin Zixuan listened to Xie Qingyu's words, and she was also very curious about what Xie Qingyu wrote, she has always been confident on weekdays, why is she a little worried today?

Just the moment he saw the words on the rice paper, Qin Zixuan's face darkened.

"What did you draw in the next round of exams?" She looked up at Xie Qingyu, as if she was in disbelief.

"Yes." Xie Qingyu didn't know why Qin Zixuan's expression was like this at the moment, so he had to answer her question first.

"Then don't you know that the calligraphy exam is cursive? If you practice this one hundred and eighty times, it won't do anything at all! Qin Zixuan looked at the big-hearted Xie Qingyu, and he didn't know what to say for a while, this person usually looks so shrewd.

Why is she so inattentive to such an important matter, if she didn't push open the door, Xie Qingyu was afraid that she would go to the exam with such a bad word at that time, and if she could pass, something strange would come out.

"What?" Xie Qingyan was also quite surprised at the moment, she thought that people in this era just preferred cursive, but who knew that the calligraphy of this female official election was also cursive.

Fortunately, fortunately, I asked Qin Zixuan, otherwise I would be unlucky at that time!

"Thank you Zixuan, if you don't tell me this time, I've always been complacent, I have always thought that my calligraphy is good, why don't Zixuan write it, so that I can open my eyes." Xie Qingyu looked at Qin Zixuan's helplessness, and was a little embarrassed for a while, so he turned the conversation to let Qin Zixuan write.

"Pen and paper." Qin Zixuan looked at Xie Qingyu's appearance, and couldn't help but hold her forehead, and she regretted it for a while, how could she be friends with such a person.

Xie Qingyu obediently handed the pen and paper in his hand to Qin Zixuan's hand, and by the way, he took away his ink treasure, not the ink garbage, directly from the desktop.

After Qin Zixuan took the pen and paper, she looked up at the Book of Poetry, and then waved the brush in her hand.

At the moment when Qin Zixuan held the brush in his hand, Xie Qingyu felt that Qin Zixuan seemed to be a different person, extremely serious, the pen walked like a snake, and he wrote extremely fast like a divine help.

Look at its handwriting if it is graceful and graceful, and if it is full of vines. If you want to advance and stop, you want to stop again. Graceful as a willow in the wind, fluttering like a glimpse. There is no way to do it, and there are thousands of manners!

"Zixuan's word is a must! To a large extent, the flying and elegant cursive script is reflected, which is quite the style of Wang Xizhi in the past. After Xie Qingyu read Qin Zixuan's words, he couldn't help but exclaim, and remembered that when he was practicing calligraphy now, he also copied Wang Xizhi's font for a few days, and now it seems that Qin Zixuan's words are somewhat similar.

"I've copied Mr. Wang's handwriting since I was a child, but I only got a few similarities." After Qin Zixuan heard this, she was happy at first, but she was humble again, Xie Qingyu can now say that his words have the style of Mr. Wang, and it is true that he has practiced hard for so many years.

Who is Wang Xizhi? The world's first calligrapher, how can he compare, now it's just a shape.

"I wonder if Zixuan would mind having one more apprentice?" Xie Qingyu looked at Qin Zixuan's face for a while, and he looked at Qin Zixuan with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"That's it, just teach you." Qin Zixuan also had nothing to do with her, so she waved her hand and said.

After speaking, the two began to practice calligraphy, but Qin Zixuan wrote a few words for Xie Qingyu to copy, Xie Qingyu has long been accustomed to the way of writing in modern times, and for a while, she still can't write Qin Zixuan's wanton and chic cursive.

The writing is also quite stumbling, and the cursive writing is fluent, but the habit Xie Qingyu developed before made her pause every few strokes or words.

"At your current level, I think your calligraphy exam will be suspended this time." Qin Zixuan looked at Xie Qingyu's rather clumsy appearance, and also smiled lightly and said.

She thought that Xie Qingyu was smart, but she was stumped by calligraphy.

Xie Qingyu listened to Qin Zixuan's words and did not answer, but the movements of his subordinates followed a little faster.

In the following days, Xie Qingyu went to Qin Zixuan every day to tell him some ways to practice calligraphy, and Qin Zixuan also told Xie Qingyu some methods of practicing on weekdays, but Qin Zixuan had been practicing since he was a child, and paying attention to it was a basic skill.

However, Xie Qingyu has to practice the method that Qin Zixuan said, after all, she has no experience herself, as long as there is any method, she has to try.

Xie Qingyu practiced until late at night every day, and sometimes wrote that when his wrist hurt a little, he gave up and went to rest.

After a few days, Xie Qingyu felt that he could be better than what he wrote on the first day, so he thought about showing it to Qin Zixuan.

"Zixuan, what do you think I wrote today?" Xie Qingyu actually asked Qin Zixuan when he was bottomless, after all, he had only practiced for a few days, and there was less than half a month left for the calligraphy exam at this time.

After Qin Zixuan took the paper in Xie Qingyu's hand, after taking a casual look, she put it aside, looking at Xie Qingyu's slightly anxious look, she was also a little helpless, after all, she did not write very well.

"Do you know that all the visitors to this women's election have been preparing for a long time, although you have practiced for a few days, but now this character is still not up to the level of passing, you can't pass the level of strokes alone, let alone the level of penmanship." Qin Zixuan looked at Xie Qingyu and said very seriously.

It's not that she deliberately wants to crack down on Xie Qingyu, but after a few days, at least she can only say that the number of pauses has decreased, and the traces of copying are obvious, and she knows that she is a novice at a glance, and if she uses such skills to take the exam, she will definitely not be able to win.

"Then Zixuan, do you have any other way?" Xie Qingyan was also a little disappointed when she heard this, she also knew that the word she wrote was just a superficial kung fu show, and now she asked Zixuan to know if she had any other ways to quickly improve her calligraphy.

"The method I taught you, if you start learning from a young age, it will be beneficial, but now the time is too tight, you are also a little impatient, this method is not very useful now, and I have no other way at the moment."

Qin Zixuan looked at Xie Qingyu with a very hopeful look, but she shook her head lightly, this time she was also a little powerless.