Qi Jing responded on his behalf: "Twist a handkerchief and hand it over." ”

Taking the moist hand towel that was wrung out after soaking in water, Qi Jing gently covered Qin Xun's eyes with a seal, Qin Xun looked up and was at his mercy, and his mouth was still broken: "My eyes are swollen, they should be swollen, right?" Didn't I get enough sleep, I'm going back now to sleep again to make up for it, what do you think? ”

"It's okay, it's very light, just apply a hand towel." Qi Jing added without changing his face, "I cried last night." ”

Qing Yan's hand shook when he packed up the toiletries, and hurriedly picked up the tray and hurriedly opened it.

said that he couldn't watch Qin Xun copy books all the time, Qi Jing still carried Qin Xun to the study and sat with him, he criticized the chapter, Qin Xun copied the book, and there was a very fatal plate of yam and jujube mud cake that Qi Jing called from the imperial dining room on the table, and Qi Jing said that he was rewarded with half a piece after copying a page.

Qin Xun was dissatisfied: "Half a piece? Why don't you give me a whole piece after eating it all, when did you become so stingy? ”

Qi Jing buried himself in the pile of chapters and didn't raise his head: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's that I'm afraid that you won't continue to copy books because you're too quick to eat and have no motivation, I don't believe in your consciousness." ”

Qin Xun aggrievedly took a pen and dipped it in ink, and was about to write, a piece of pastry with a bony hand was handed to his mouth, and Qi Jing's voice above his head said: "That's it, I'll give you a piece first, be obedient." ”

Thanks to the blessing of two plates of yam and jujube mud cakes at noon and evening, Qin Xun was extremely efficient in copying the book task punished by Ji Taifu in this day, and the next day Qin Xun painted a scoop according to the gourd, and used the same method to urge the younger brother and little nephew who were thrown to him by his father to copy the book.

Although Qin Xun asked the two children to go home and told Qin Zhenhai that he had caused trouble and dragged them into the water, after the two children went home, they still honestly told the head of the family what had happened.

also honestly reflected on his own mistakes, Qin Zhenhai didn't blame them much, seeing that it was getting late, he waved his hand and told them to go back to their rooms to sleep.

After breakfast the next day, Qin Zhenhai thought about this again, and asked the two children to start copying books when they returned from breakfast, he never thought that Qin Xun in the palace would finish copying the books efficiently today under the supervision of Qi Jing, so he said that since they all have to copy books, if Qin Hong and Qin Shang can't finish copying today, then tomorrow they will simply go to Qin Weizhi's place to copy around a table with him and urge each other.

After all, the two children are still young, they are slow to write, and they are used to going to bed early, and on the second day, there is still a part left uncopied, and they are about to leave, Qin Zhenhai himself hesitated, not sure whether to urge each other to copy books after sending these two children to Qin Xun, or whether they were brought up by Qin Xun's unobtrusive bastard stuff and didn't study hard at all.

Qin Huai was waiting to enter the palace to see Yan Yili when he took the children of the family with him, and when he heard this, he was very experienced: "It's okay, in the end, His Royal Highness the King of Ling is watching, Qin Weizhi doesn't dare to turn the sky." ”

So Qin Huai carried the two little cubs to the door of Jingyang Palace one by one, and went to the Imperial Library without looking back, Qin Hong, who was still in a dazed state, was brought into the study by Qin Shang through the palace by Qin Shang, Qin Xun asked the palace people to move a small case in and put it aside for the two children to write, one poured a cup of tea and put it at hand, and he sat opposite Qi Jing and watched Qi Jing's pleasing appearance when he was seriously managing the government, and handed him a pen to study ink, and occasionally took a few books from his hand to reduce the workload for him.

Qin Hong was unmoved when faced with a plate of yam and jujube paste cakes, even if there was no temptation of pastries, he could obediently complete the rest of the task of copying books, Qin Shang couldn't do it, he looked at the tempting pastries in Qin Xun's hand with a pout, and was very dissatisfied: "Why is the third uncle so stingy, copy a page of the book before you take a bite!" ”

Qin Xun flicked Qi Jing's words yesterday: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's that I'm afraid that you won't continue to copy books if you're too quick to eat enough and have no motivation, I don't believe in your consciousness." ”

Qin Shang bit the pen in anger.

Qi Jing drew a few strokes of the cinnabar pen in his hand, shook his head and smiled, yesterday he said that it was too stingy to count with half a piece, and today he tossed his little nephew, and he himself shrunk directly into a mouthful without conscience.

Today's incense is not an ordinary incense table, it is a reflux smoke incense burner that Qin Xun has been interested in recently, so he also deliberately made a pagoda-shaped tower incense with the soothing spices that were originally used at will. The reflux oven on the desk in the study is polished into the form of alpine flowing water, and the tower incense is lit and put into the reflux oven, waiting for some work, under normal circumstances, the smoke that rises into the air will slowly flow down on the reflux furnace, like a fog and flow, which is a good condensed and tiny scenery of alpine flowing water.

Qin Shang couldn't settle down, glanced at the reflux stove on the table where his third uncle was fiddling, and deliberately said, "Third uncle, what are you doing?" ”

"Red sleeves add fragrance."

Qin Hong, who was taking the time to drink tea, choked.

Seeing that the third uncle didn't ignore him, Qin Shang hurriedly asked a series of questions: "What do you mean by red sleeves and incense?" Is the incense that the third uncle ordered in it orange-flavored, the kind that Shang'er helped grind the flour before? ”

"Copy yours

Book, don't look around, if you have something to copy, say it slowly. This time, Qin Xun didn't bother to take care of him.

Qin Shang retracted his gaze and copied the book, wrote a few words and muttered: "Why do children want to study, can't they not study......

Qin Xun sniffed the smoke flowing from the reversible furnace with a hand fan, and replied to him: "Of course you can't study if you don't study, the third uncle and your third uncle still have to study when they are so old, you see that you don't even know the 'red sleeves add fragrance' when you study less." ”

Qin Shang was not very happy, and he couldn't find anything to refute, so he had to pout and not reply.

Qin Xun had the intention to tease him, called "Shang'er" to make him raise his head, pointed to the scene of birds frolicking in the branches of spring flowers outside the window, and asked him: "What can you think of when you look at this now?" ”

Qin Shang tilted his head and pondered carefully, searched for words, and said loudly for praise: "Birds and flowers!" ”

"Not bad. When you read, you will say, 'The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant', but if you don't study, you can only say 'Wow!' There are birds on the flowers! 'Do you want to go to school?' ”

(End of chapter)