Military orders cannot be violated, and Wen Lingjun's orders cannot be violated.

The next day, Fang Jinsheng honestly got up early and rushed to Nanxuan. Sure enough, someone was earlier than her, and when she stepped into the study, Wen Lingjun was already sitting in front of the bookcase.

The slight difference is that there is a low table on the east side of the original Wen Xin seat, with brocade mats on the floor and books stacked on the table—it seems that she is really well prepared, and she is determined to relive the good old days of her student days.

Wen Lingjun concentrated on the pen, and he didn't raise his eyes when Fang Jinsheng entered the door. It just so happened that Fang Jinsheng didn't want to greet him, so he walked to the desk, took off his shoes, and sat down cross-legged.

"Before entering the house, you should knock at the door and ask for instructions, and when you see this king, you should salute."

A voice sounded suddenly, Fang Jinsheng was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wen Lingjun who was a few meters away from the bookcase, the other party seemed reluctant to give her too many expressions and eyes, glanced at her lightly, and lowered her eyelashes again.

"There are no outsiders here, and this king can not worry about you, lest you give me a hat again. But when you leave the house, you can't help it like this, in case you will be embarrassed when you go out in the future, go out now, and do it again. ”

"......" Fang Jinsheng held back a bad breath from his mouth, glared at him secretly several times, and then put on his shoes very angrily and walked out.

Going out, she first took a big breath of fresh air outside before turning around again, ready to step back into the lifeless cultivation ground.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door with her knuckles, and after three sounds, no one in the room moved.

This indicates that the request is not in place.

Fang Jinsheng looked at his fingers with some suspicion, thinking that his knock on the door was too quiet, and knocked again.

Silent.

Knock again.

Still silent.

Knock Knock Knock –

……

Bang bang bang –

……

This guy must have done it on purpose!

Fang Jinsheng couldn't bear it anymore, as soon as his temper came up, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to slam the door, and was about to slap it down, when he suddenly heard a low voice inside:

"You try to smash one?"

As soon as Fang Jinsheng heard that this voice was wrong, he immediately lowered his sleeves and retracted his hand. Sure enough, after waiting for a while, Wen Lingjun personally walked down and stood in front of her, with a low threshold between the two.

Wen Lingjun glanced at the wide open door and said, "The knock on the door should be done twice, and the strength should be moderate, are you knocking so urgently to report the funeral?" ”

…… The ancients were really troublesome.

Wen Lingjun looked at Fang Jinsheng's reluctant and unreluctant look of cowardice, his eyes showed a trace of hopeless disdain, shook his head, and said, "It seems that you have really forgotten everything, okay, come in." ”

When Wen Lingjun turned around, Fang Jinsheng immediately waved his fist at his back, and suddenly, the other party turned to her and said, "Sit...... What are you doing? ”

Wen Lingjun's eyebrows tightened, and he looked at Fang Jinsheng with a false smile on his face, raising an orchid finger, and rubbing his middle finger and thumb: "A piece of hair, on your back." ”

Looking at the greasy woman in front of her, the corners of Wen Lingjun's eyes twitched slightly, where was she in the mood to take a closer look at whether she had hair on her hands, whispered "unreasonable", and turned to leave.

Fang Jinsheng rolled his eyes while pursing his mouth, his face was excellent, and he reluctantly followed.

"Sit down."

Fang Jinsheng learned the salute posture on TV, twisted his buttocks and bent his knees, and continued to salute Wen Lingjun, and said coquettishly: "Yes." ”

Wen Lingjun looked a little skeptical of life: "Where did you learn the weird tone?" ”

Fang Jinsheng replied in his heart: The old lady is willing, can you manage it?

As before, she took off her shoes, crossed her legs, and moved to the front of the desk with her buttocks rubbing the surface of the table. Seeing this, Wen Lingjun's eyes were cold, and he said sharply: "Sit down!" ”

Fang Jinsheng was so frightened that his body trembled, looked up at him, and whispered, "I'm sitting down......"

After saying that, Fang Jinsheng obviously felt that Wen Lingjun's breathing was a little heavier, and she should be angry, but she really didn't know what was wrong with her sitting posture, so she could only look at him like this.

Wen Lingjun glared at her for a moment, lifted the hem of his robe, took off his shoes, sat down beside her, and demonstrated in person: "Kneel and sit, straighten your body." ”

Fang Jinsheng looked at Wen Lingjun, who was sitting upright, in surprise, and said, "You can't be obsessive-compulsive, right?" ”

Wen Lingjun: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. Fang Jinsheng had no choice but to get up in peace, kneel down, and sit down again.

Finally finished adjusting her posture, Wen Lingjun pointed to the rice paper in front of her.

"Write."

Fang Jinsheng picked up the pen according to his words, but before he dipped it in ink, he heard him say: "The posture of holding the pen is wrong." ”

This familiar line made Fang Jinsheng's heart light up - she instantly remembered the romantic scene where she used to watch the male and female protagonists in costume dramas hugging and writing together, the man is gentle and handsome, the female bird is human, how harmonious the picture is, how beautiful and beautiful it is!

She said in her heart: Isn't it, spring is coming so fast, and Prince Jun is going to teach me how to write by hand?

The answer to this question was not long.

I saw Wen Lingjun pick up another brush, make the correct posture of holding the pen to her, and said, "Look at my hand, change it." ”

Fang Jinsheng: "......"

No wonder you two have been married for five years and have no children, you deserve to be in the empty room alone!

Fang Jinsheng helplessly looked at his gesture while drawing a scoop on the gourd.

"Yes, write it yourself."

After the evaluation, the straight man of steel waved his sleeves and returned to his position on his own.

Fang Jinsheng muttered to his back angrily, and at the same time took the book over, opened it, looked at it intently, and was stunned by the traditional characters of the whole article.

She sighed silently, and decided to draw a scoop with a gourd, what these words originally looked like, just move them as they were.

However, copying texts is such a thing, you can still have patience and write well at the beginning, and the more you go to the back, the more you can't do it, as a college student who may not be able to write for several days in a row, Fang Jinsheng is naturally one of these people. At first, she thought that it would not be easy to fool Wen Lingjun, so she made up her mind to write well, and after writing two pages, under the double coercion of sore wrists and stiff fingers, her words floated out of sight.

Fang Jinsheng's patience was limited, and he wrote for a long time, but he was really impatient, and said to Wen Lingjun, who was sitting on it: "Lord Wang, I'm thirsty." ”

Wen Lingjun didn't raise his eyelids: "Solve it yourself." ”

Fang Jinsheng complained in a low voice: "Don't say it earlier." ”

After that, she got up and poured a glass of water, and after pouring the water, she saw a stack of walnut crisps on the tall plate on the table, and her eyes subconsciously glanced at Wen Lingjun, then turned around, turned her back to Wen Lingjun, blocked the walnut crisp on the table, and then secretly fished out some and hid them in her arms.

Wen Lingjun in the rear raised his eyes slightly, looked at Fang Jinsheng's sneaky back, looked indifferent, and then continued the matter at hand as if he were ignoring.

Writing while eating makes people feel much easier, after Fang Jinsheng returned to his position, while picking up a pen and copying books, he stuffed a piece of walnut crisp into his mouth from time to time, nodding comfortably frequently.

At sunset, Fang Jinsheng shook his sour arm, pouted and blew the undried ink on the paper, patted the dim sum residue in his hand, and said, "I'm done copying." ”

Wen Lingjun seemed to be closing his eyes and meditating on something tricky, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after hearing her voice, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and said, "Present it." ”

Fang Jinsheng picked up a stack of papers in front of him, walked to him, put the page he thought was the best written on the first page, and spread it in front of him, trying to fool him through.

Wen Lingjun's long eyelashes raised slightly, and he glanced at it, and the green tendons on his forehead loomed.

"What is written?"

Fang Jinsheng was stunned, leaned over and took a look at himself, and said resignedly: "I think it's okay." ”

Wen Lingjun had a lazy expression on his face and was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, "Recopy." ”

Fang Jinsheng opened his mouth in surprise, his face full of surprise: "No, why?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Lingjun's eyes swept away, and she was immediately silenced.

Wen Lingjun took out a sheet from the stack of papers, held back the handwriting that he didn't see, glanced at it, threw it into her arms, and said, "It's up to your attitude." ”

Fang Jinsheng didn't know why, she opened it and looked at it for a while, except that the words were a little ugly, she really didn't see where she could show her attitude.

"Grease stains."

“……”

It turned out that when Fang Jinsheng secretly ate walnut crisp, the remaining oil stains on his fingers inadvertently got on the paper. But she looked carefully now, but she still couldn't see it. Finally, when I got closer and smelled it, I could smell something - I just don't know how this guy saw it.

When the act was revealed, she had no way to refute it, so she had to walk back with her paper.

"That's it for today."

Halfway through, when he heard Wen Lingjun say this, Fang Jinsheng was overjoyed when he heard it, and turned his head in surprise.

"I'll add another one tomorrow."

“……”

The smile on the corner of Fang Jinsheng's mouth instantly froze, she pulled the rice paper in her hand fiercely, exhaled several times in anger, and walked away without looking back.

In this way, in addition to the time for eating, Fang Jinsheng sometimes sits in Nanxuan for a day, even if his neck is stiff and his hands are sore, it will not help, sometimes even if Wen Lingjun is not there, she can't be idle, the more impatient she is, the uglier the words will be, and the more content Wen Lingjun will give her, and slowly and directly evolve into a continuously falling stock, only losing money but not earning.

A few days later.

After Wen Lingjun dealt with other matters, he returned to the study as usual, ignoring the sleepy Fang Jinsheng who was still copying books, returned to his place, and continued to start a boring and boring day.

After a while, Wen Xin knocked at the door and called, "Uncle." ”

Wen Lingjun stared at the scroll in his hand without squinting, and said, "Come in." ”

And when Fang Jinsheng heard Wen Xin's voice, it was as if he had seen a relative, and he saw Wen Xin walk in expectantly, and called her sweetly: "Aunt Jinsheng." ”

Fang Jinsheng was almost about to open her mouth to call him baby, she held back her excitement, beckoned Wen Xin over, and said, "Why didn't you go to Tai Academy today?" ”

Wen Xin sat down next to her and said, "Today is a regular holiday, so you don't have to go." ”

The regular holiday is ten days for ten days, and one day off is equivalent to the weekend before Fang Jinsheng.

When Fang Jinsheng heard this, he was even happier than when he was on vacation, "Then what are you doing here, it's rare to take a day off and go out to play!" ”

Wen Xin snorted softly, his eyes involuntarily glancing at Wen Lingjun.

Fang Jinsheng suddenly remembered that there was still such a number one person sitting here, and when he was about to fight for Wen Xin and secretly glared at Wen Lingjun, the eyes that flew out happened to meet Wen Lingjun's gaze, which frightened her into a sharp turn, blinking again and again, and staring at her alive.

I thought that Wen Lingjun would say if she had a problem with her eyes, but the other party looked away the next moment and called Qiu Yu in.

"Prepare the horse, this king is going to go out."

After speaking, he put down the paper, got up and walked out of the door.

Fang Jinsheng and Wen Xin looked at each other in surprise-

It's better to be in a hurry than to be in a hurry, and the opportunity will come!