"Maybe Xiao Wei had breakfast in the house, and the smell didn't go away." Luo Ying pushed the pot to Xiao Wei, who was not in the house.

"Hmm." Wen Mingchen decided not to demolish Princess Jinyang.

"Then what do you want to talk about today, Lord Wen?" Luo Ying looked at Wen Mingchen, he seemed to have just come over from the court, his hand was empty, and he didn't bring a single book.

"The Four Books and Five Classics are too boring, and you don't want to learn women's virtues, so today we might as well talk about poetry." Wen Mingchen took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, shook it, and spread it on the table.

"Let's talk about this poem."

"Jun is like snow in the forest..."Luo Ying gasped, her gaze dodging.

"That's not good." The poems that people gave you, you took them out like this, and put them on the table with a big grin.

Such... Really, okay?

"You have to know where your problems lie in order to improve." Wen Mingchen seemed to be right, and the little devil in his heart had already burst out laughing.

"Hehehe, I think this poem is very good, is there anything that needs to be said, no."

Luo Ying silently pricked the villain named Wen Mingchen in her heart.

"Well, full of feelings, it describes a woman's love for a man." Wen Mingchen spoke slowly, and specially accentuated the tone of the word admiration.

…………

"However, in terms of wording, it is not enough to fight, and it needs to be considered." He snapped the table, staring at the paper seemingly unintentionally.

So you can shut up, as soon as Luo Ying's hand was raised, a water cup was planted straight down, and the tea was just spilled on the paper.

"Oops, sorry." Luo Ying hurriedly pulled a few pieces of straw paper, as if wiping, and wiped the handwriting into a blur before letting go of her hand.

"I can't see clearly, Lord Wen, what should I do like this?" Luo Ying raised her face and looked at Wen Mingchen innocently.

The girl's eyes were a mixture of innocence and cunning.

But...

"It's okay, I remember the original text, I said, you just write it again." Wen Mingchen sat on a stool and spoke softly.

"Wen, Ming, Chen." Luo Ying was about to go berserk, she gritted her teeth and said these three words, and slammed the teacup on the table.

"Don't go too far!"

Wen Mingchen chuckled lightly and twisted the teacup, "That's it, after you finish writing, we won't talk about this poem, is that okay?" ”

This is the first time that Princess Jinyang has called him by his full name? It's a gritted tooth, but it's cute.

"Okay." Luo Ying stroked her chest, thought for a moment, lowered her voice, and agreed.

After writing a poem, Luo Ying had already scolded Wen Mingchen on the third floor and the outer three layers.

It's so depressing that Luo Ying just wants to escape from this class now.

"Okay, that's all for today." Wen Mingchen glanced at Luo Ying.

"Whew." Luo Ying spread out on the table.

"Write three poems on today's theme, and I'll check them in the next class."

He picked up the piece of paper under Luo Ying's body where he had written poems, folded it again, and naturally put it into his cuffs.

Not to mention three poems, I can take out thirty poems, Luo Ying recalled the thickness of that stack of poems, and felt that she could hand in a few hundred more assignments.

She said in a wry tone, "No problem, congratulations to Lord Wen." ”

Wen Mingchen suddenly posted it again, startling her, he pointed to the bottom of the table, "Next time you eat roast duck, remember not to stuff it at the bottom of the table." ”