Jiang Jiang read the note in his hand several times, and the content on it was very brief, to be exact, only four words close to the prince. Flash Dance.

On the note, only a mask is drawn. Jiang Jiang knew that this was the sign of the hanging pot boy.

After entering the house for so many days, the hanging pot boy finally contacted him, although Jiang Jiang didn't see who threw the paper ball to her. This is still at noon today when Shen Tuwen went to lunch, Jiang Jiang accompanied her, and there was a row of maids passing the meal behind her, one of them stuffed this paper ball into Jiang Jiang's hand, and when Jiang Jiang turned his face, these people had already walked over, and Jiang Jiang didn't see which one it was.

When she returned to Yuanchenzhai, she quietly opened the paper ball and saw the contents clearly.

This said that let her get close to the prince, Jiang Jiang didn't know how to get close, was it considered to be a warm bed maid for Shen Tu like now?

"If you are literate, can you write?" Jiang Jiang was stunned, and Shen Tu walked up to him and said.

Jiang Jiang was taken aback, and quickly stood up and said, "The slave's words are very ugly. ”

As a modern person, Jiang Jiang has not practiced soft pen calligraphy.

"Come and write to me," Shen Tuwen called Jiang Jiang to the bookcase, "I want to see how ugly it is." ”

Jiang Jiang had to pick up the pen head-on, but felt that the brush was very disobedient. Flash Dance. The strokes written on the paper are either thick or thin, the horizontal is not flat enough, the vertical is not straight enough, and there is simply no beauty.

"It's really ugly," Shen Tuwen looked at Jiang Jiang's miserable words and said, "I don't think you and I should do any chores, and from today onwards, we will each practice one hour in the morning and afternoon." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Jiang thought he had heard it wrong: "What am I doing as a maid?" ”

"Don't be motivated!" Shen Tuwen reprimanded her softly: "If you are told to practice, you will practice." ”

Jiang Jiang didn't dare to refute it anymore, anyway, practicing calligraphy is not a bad thing, living in the Great Qin Country, it should also come in handy.

"Lord Wang, isn't it necessary to practice calligraphy? What am I practicing? Jiang Jiang asked like a little idiot.

"I'll write a stroke and you will learn a stroke, so the effect is better than the temporary post." Shen Tu said steadily about the spread of rice paper.

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Jiang Jiang only felt that she always seemed to be unable to keep up with the beat when she got along with Prince Zhaojing, and it was just a matter of letting a little maid practice calligraphy, and she actually had to be taught by the prince himself.

Has Prince Zhaojing always been so good at being a teacher?

Binglu came in with tea, and saw Jiang Jiang and Zhaojing both standing in front of the bookcase and writing, where did this scene look like the prince and the maid, it was clearly a couple.

Thinking of the situation in the morning, Binglu no longer dared to treat Jiang Jiang as a maid. 35xs

"Bring another cup of tea," Shen Tuwen instructed Binglu while teaching Jiang Jiang to write: "Pick up some of the tribute fruits that the queen has rewarded." ”

Because through her observation of Jiang Jiang these days, Shen Tuwen found that she likes to eat fruits very much.

"Be attentive!" After Binglu retreated, Shen Tuwen said to Jiang Jiang in a slightly stern tone, because he found that this little thing seemed to be a little slippery.

"How did this pen look crooked?" Shen Tu asked Jiang Jiang.

"I always feel that this is not at my disposal," Jiang Jiang said distressedly, "and my wrist is so sore." ”

"Of course, the pen must rely on wrist strength," Shen Tuwen said, "of course, the premise is to be calm." ”

Jiang Jiang felt that she couldn't be calm, with such a plague god by her side, she had to be cautious all the time.

"Since I taught you to practice calligraphy, naturally you have to have clear rewards and punishments," Shen Tuwen moved his training set: "If you do well, you can eat the fruits rewarded by the queen." If it's not well written."

"What happens if you don't write well?" Jiang Jiang's heart trembled when he heard this.

"Of course you will be beaten." Shen Tuwen said mercilessly.

Jiang Jiang's mind flashed the picture of himself being beaten by Shen Tuwen with a ring ruler, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that he didn't dare to put pen to paper anymore. Shen Tuwen saw her fear, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I won't be too harsh." As long as you don't go too far, they won't punish you. ”

What else can Jiang Jiang do? You can only learn to write seriously.

The boy of the hanging pot asked her to get close to Prince Zhaojing, and she had already approached, which was much easier than she imagined.

As for what the hanging pot boy wants to do next, Jiang Jiang has no way of knowing, but if he can have a good relationship with this god-killing prince, he will never be wrong.

Besides, listening to these subordinates, Prince Zhaojing has always been lenient in his treatment, especially the personal maids who serve beside him, and he is now among the team, as if this Prince Zhaojing treats himself more preferentially.

To be honest, Jiang Jiang was also a little worried about what conspiracy was behind this. From time to time, I feel a sense of retreat, but I think of my desire to rebuild the coolie street, and those friends who are looking forward to my freedom. Jiang Jiang made a heart.

If you can't regain your freedom and realize your ideals, it will be a lifelong regret.

After writing for half an hour, Shen Tu saw that Jiang Jiang's hand holding the pen was trembling slightly, and knew that she was very tired, so he said: "Seeing that you practice quite hard, let's practice here today, you go over there to eat fruit!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Jiang Jiang was pardoned, she didn't dare to be delusional when she ate fruit or something, it was already a great gift to be able to rest, and her wrist was really sore.

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"If you don't finish eating these fruits today, you're not allowed to finish eating," Shen Tuwen's voice sounded from behind: "At least eat one of everything." "If it weren't for such a forced request, most of the little things would not dare to eat them.

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What is this, since it is a reward, it is still so mandatory.

Fortunately, I usually like to eat fruit, otherwise this reward is also in the nature of punishment.

"Sit down and eat," Shen Tu saw Jiang Jiang standing there, and couldn't help but instruct her: "Eat your favorite food first, and leave the ones you don't like to eat later." ”

This little obstacle still seems to be a little trembling, such a small foot, won't it hurt to stand all the time?

Jiang Jiang didn't know how many times he had said thank you, and he didn't know if Shen Tu Wen was tired of listening to it.

"What the hell is that maid called Wildcat?!" Several maids gathered together and chattered: "She is the most unruly in the house." ”

"Sister Binglu, what do you say?" One poked his head over and asked Binglu.

"If you have a job in your hand, hurry up and do the work," Binglu has always looked very stable in front of these people, and only in front of Bingqing and Liu Wuniang will she look like a little girl: "Sister Bingqing is not here these days, and you are becoming more and more lazy." ”

When the maids heard this, they stuck out their tongues and shrunk their shoulders, not daring to say any more.

"It's really stupid," Binglu said in her heart, "No matter what her background is, the prince's favor is the biggest one." ”