Fu Shu lowered his eyes and said softly: "Grandmother is going to pray for blessings in a few days, and the eldest sister may wish to leave a few words for grandmother to give to those poor families under the mountain." ”

Leave a word? Qianshu scolded in his heart, saying that he was a poor family, so he couldn't give food and drink to others? What is the use of leaving words? The light is on display.

But Qianshu didn't say it, Hushubao meant to go to Mrs. Fu to write, she weighed that it should be no problem, anyway, her mother and Liu's mother were there.

"Since my younger brother is so studious, then you go to your grandmother first, and the eldest sister will change her clothes and come immediately." Qianshu was still on guard to walk with him.

Fu Shu didn't say much, turned around and left.

Qianshu went back to the courtyard and asked the maid to find her clothes. When she changed into the blue dress she wore before she got married, and asked the maid to give her a bun, the person in the mirror was completely different from yesterday's return home.

No wonder Hua Rong Yunshang has always said that their master is famous in Jinghua. Just this anti-heaven face has already been a lot of people. It is the eyebrows that are as shallow as the distant mountains, and the eyes as cold and trickling as autumn water. It is said that beauty is in the bones and not in the skin, and Qianshu only feels that this sentence should be changed to "The beauty is in the bones and in the skin." ”

After a while, she arrived in the courtyard of Mrs. Fu, and everyone was already writing.

Qian Shu looked at it, and these young women must have been her sisters. When I got closer, I saw that their words had their own merits, and Xiangfu really had talents.

If I took a look at the handwriting of the book protector again, it was okay, but it was definitely not as good as his sisters and sisters.

Qianshu couldn't help but think of Dream of Red Mansions. However, the book protector is not Jia Baoyu, Baoyu is perverse, but the book protector is ruthless. Just by calling himself here to write, she couldn't see what he was trying to do.

It stands to reason that if the Liu family ends up like this, even if he doesn't dare to go to see the Liu family, he will never have the leisure to write. Therefore, Qianshu can conclude that this Fu Shu must be holding her breath to play a big game of chess, and she has to deal with it carefully.

"The eldest sister is here," Fu Shu said in a respectful tone, and asked his attendant to give his pen and ink inkstone to Qianshu.

Qianshu didn't take it, with a smile on his face: "Brother, don't be polite, the family gets together to write, and it's good to talk, and my grandmother will be relieved to see it." ”

Fu Shu took back those black inkstones and hugged his fists towards Qianshu: "So my brother is not welcome." The eldest sister will give the younger brother a word today. ”

"I can't say how to give words, you can't write worse than me, you should learn from each other, and learn from each other's strengths." Qianshu spread out the paper and pinched it with her hand. The paper of this era is naturally not as good as modern ones, and it is strangely rough to the touch. But the pen is a good pen.

I haven't touched a brush for a long time, and I can't help but think of her in modern times. When she was a child, she was very naughty, the words were written crookedly, her father in order to let her be qualitative, had to catch her to practice calligraphy, but she didn't have much patience to write, left to write right to write, God is learned, but the shape is not standardized, she is also beautiful name, unique, at that time there was no less dad beating.

But her father loves her, although he said that he couldn't look down on her writing, he praised her in front of his uncles, uncles, friends and brothers, just like all parents in the world, and praised her very inconspicuously, saying that "there are words for her to copy, and she has to scribble by herself", and what "as soon as I walked away, she drew a ghost charm, and as a result, she won the first place in school calligraphy"...... She's tired of hearing all of that.

If it weren't for the revisit of my parents later, I wouldn't have encountered danger, so I left her. However, the love they gave her will always remain in her heart.

My eyes are a little moist, so don't look over. I can't think about it anymore, Fu Shu, this kid wants to frame her, so she will tell him to take a look, what is the highest level of ghost painting.

Grinding ink, lifting the pen, Qianshu wrote on the paper "Good is like a green pine and evil is like a flower, look at the eyes are not as good as it" two sentences, and was about to wave the pen to drop the third sentence, Fu Shu next to him saw it, and suddenly laughed.

"Eldest sister, don't you want to be angry with your grandmother when you make these two sentences?"

When the other ladies of the Xiangfu heard Fu Shu's words, they all gathered around, but they didn't laugh, they just looked at Qianshu a little strangely.

Fu Shu saw that the sisters were silent: "You don't think there is a problem with these two sentences? ”

The third lady of the Fu family looked at Fu Shu like a fool: "Brother, the eldest sister hasn't finished writing yet, why are you in a hurry?" Maybe the last two sentences are poetic. ”

Miss Fu nodded again and again, and then looked at Miss Fu San before asking, "Could it be that the eldest sister has found a good teacher again?" The eldest sister's handwriting has changed a lot compared to before. What is this? ”

Qianshu explained to them: "I didn't look for a teacher, this is because I write a lot, and I have a style that I like." This word is like a line and non-line, but the emphasis is the same, there is no special skill, just breath through, the pen echoes, and the upper and lower can be. ”

"It doesn't sound difficult, but it's not easy. The eldest sister might as well write it to the younger sisters. Miss Fu San and the rest of her sisters all stood next to Qianshu and watched her write.

Fu Shu saw that no one paid attention to him, so he was so angry that he dropped his pen.

Qianshu didn't hide his selfishness at all, was silent, and then fell into the other two sentences: "One day I will be beaten by frost, and I will see no flowers in the green pines." ”

"Wonderful, really wonderful." Miss Fu Si stared at the poem written by Qianshu: "It is easy to look at the first glance, but in the last sentence, the meaning of the green pine is established, the pen is sharp and obvious, and the artistic conception is thought-provoking." Whether it's poetry or words, it's wonderful. ”

Qianshu almost fell one by one. It's ridiculous. None of this is original to her. The word is the great god of Xi who learned the first post of the book, and the poem is the back of Liu Ji of the Ming Dynasty, which is disrespectful and disrespectful.

When Miss Fu Si said something, the other sisters rushed to say: "Eldest sister, write a few more words for us to understand thoroughly." ”

Qianshu did not refuse, and wrote many words in one breath, everyone had a share, but only gave the original writing to Fu Shu: "Brother, this is for you." ”

The resentment in Fu Shu's heart became heavier and heavier, Fu Qianshu, soon you will not be complacent. Pinching the small piece of paper in his sleeve, he smiled at the corner of his lips.

"So my brother will be disrespectful."

Old Madam Fu finally came out of it, but it was not Cao's beside her, but a beautiful woman, she hugged the old lady, and as soon as she came out, she said softly: "Sister and sister, have you forgotten me, you have to add me to this word." ”

Qianshu felt a fierce gaze, and when she looked closely, there was nothing, but her intuition told her that the beautiful woman was a powerful character. She should be......

"The second sister is back."

Qianshu stared, and sure enough, it was the daughter of the Liu family, the sister of the book protector, Fu Yan. This Fu Yanjie and the book protector are undoubtedly sisters and brothers.

But as her name suggests, she smiled, like snow melting, if it is described as a flower, it must be a peony that is even more beautiful than Shen Bishu.

However, this peony is much more toxic than that lotus.