After Fang Jinsheng left Nanxuan with stiff steps, Qiu Yu walked into the house and saw Wen Lengjun standing with his hands in his hands, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qiu Yu stepped forward, but Wen Lingjun didn't look at him, as if he was talking to himself: "Poor acting skills." ”

It is naturally conceivable who he is evaluating, Qiu Yu thought for a while, and said: "According to Qingmu, after the princess woke up, she was indeed the same as before. ”

Wen Lingjun glanced at him: "Amnesia? ”

Qiu Yu shook his head and said, "I haven't found any symptoms of amnesia, the princess suffered a cold after the sun fell into the water, but it is not to the point of amnesia." ”

The corners of Wen Lingjun's lips hooked, and he sneered: "Let my daughter be a slave for five years, and she hasn't been able to get anything from me, and now that the banner has fallen, she is finally anxious." ”

Qiu Yu's eyebrows locked slightly: "You mean, the right minister asked the princess to deliberately act?" But what does she get from you? ”

Wen Lingjun turned around, picked up a corner of the flying chessboard, looked at it for a moment, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter what her purpose is, as long as she has the guts, just come, this king didn't take her in his eyes at all-how did Chu Shannan judge?" ”

"Oh," Qiu Yu remembered what was going on, took out a booklet from his bosom, and handed it to him. "After Qing Mu gave him the medicine, he was still sometimes sober and sometimes crazy, and he often spoke without a preface, which is the general process of what his subordinates have inferred from his words for so long, and it should be correct."

After speaking, he paused: "It's just ......"

Wen Lingjun flipped through the book in his hand casually, without raising his head, and said, "Say." ”

Qiu Yu bowed his head as he said and said slowly: "It's just that the injury on his eye has been falling for too long, and I'm afraid he won't be able to regain his sight." ”

Wen Lingjun's face did not show any fluctuations, but the fingers that flipped through the paper seemed to froze slightly, but soon, they returned to normal and said, "Send someone to take care of it." ”

Qiu Yu: "Understood. ”

The next day, in the Nanxuan room.

This time, accompanied by Wen Xin, Fang Jinsheng felt that he had a lot of confidence. Fortunately, Wen Lingjun sat by the desk and read the book from beginning to end, and did not come down to inspect, so that Fang Jinsheng could complete the task of supervising in troubled waters.

In fact, it is not difficult to accompany the reading, Wen Xin wrote, she just watched from the side, but according to Wen Xin, in the past, Fang Jinsheng would chant a poem from time to time, let Wen Xin write it down, and by the way, give it to Wen Lingjun for appreciation, and the general Wen Lingjun's comment was: Learn from your aunt.

…… Now it's reversed, so that she is about the same as Wen Xinxue.

Fang Jinsheng looked at Wen Lingjun's reading and reading extremely specialized, aiming at the opportunity, leaned down in front of Wen Xin, and whispered, "Your aunt...... How often did I write poems before? ”

Wen Xin knew her difficulties, and covered her voice with her hand: "One song for three or two days." ”

"Damn," Fang Jinsheng complained in a breathless voice, "Li Bai is not as exaggerated as her, right?" ”

Wen Xin looked at her with a brush, his eyes puzzled and dazed.

Fang Jinsheng said helplessly: "Write quickly, don't look at me." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard Wen Lingjun on the other side "hiss" softly, as if she was a little puzzled, and said, "I haven't studied the ink ......."

No matter how sluggish Fang Jinsheng is, this reaction power should also be there, so he hurriedly put up the shelf, Tingting walked over in a curling manner, gave him a salute, and said, "The concubine will come to study ink for the prince." ”

Wen Lingjun didn't even look at her, mumbled, turned his head and continued to read.

Ordinary people probably don't like others to treat others with such an attitude, but now Fang Jinsheng really loves him with such an attitude, and she even thinks that as long as Wen Lingjun doesn't look at her, the world will be clear.

She was thinking about it in her heart, and Wen Lingjun, whose eyes fell on the book, suddenly spoke: "Wen Xin." ”

Wen Xin below stopped writing, got up and saluted, "Uncle." ”

"What does it mean, 'Look at the reason, look at the reason, observe the safety, and the people are miserable'?"

Knowing that the father and son were originally going to discuss literature, Fang Jinsheng nodded with concern, and watched with interest while studying ink.

Wen Xin thought for a moment and replied:

"Uncle Hui, this sentence comes from the political chapter of the Analects, which means that to understand a person, we should look at his motives for speaking and doing things, observe the path he takes, and examine his inner thoughts when doing things, so that this person has nothing to hide."

The more Fang Jinsheng listened, the closer the smile on his lips became.

Wen Lingjun nodded: "No matter how clever a person's camouflage is, he can't escape the eyes of people with a heart - but the point of this sentence is how to look at people, can you understand?" ”

Wen Xin leaned over and saluted, "The boy wrote it down." ”

The ink on the inkstone had seeped out a little, staining the desktop and the adjacent paper, but the perpetrator with stiff movements was unaware and was still nervously studying the ink.

Wen Lingjun took the paper and put it on the other side to prevent it from being stained, and said to Wen Xin: "I'm tired of studying, go and rest for a while." ”

Wen Xin was obviously happy, but the happiness he showed in front of Wen Lingjun was not half as good as when he fought with Fang Jinsheng as a landlord, and he had to give him a big gift to his uncle who gave him fragmented time after class.

"The child will quit first."

Seeing Wen Xin withdraw from the room, the ink strip in Fang Jinsheng's hand made a heavy friction sound against the inkstone, and just when she was about to spill the ink with too much force, Wen Lengjun suddenly raised her hand and clasped her wrist.

Bang Bang –

The ink strip fell on the top of the bookcase, Fang Jinsheng let out a low snort, and subconsciously looked at Wen Lingjun's eyes in shock.

is not angry or angry, but it is just the point of making people shudder.

Fang Jinsheng felt that he was simply on the verge of life and death, and his voice trembled slightly: "Lord Wang......"

Wen Lingjun looked at her, didn't say a word, and slowly stood up, Fang Jinsheng suddenly realized that there was something more in his hand, and glanced down, it was a brush.

"I haven't heard of any masterpieces for a long time, so the princess might as well improvise a song."

The other party gave her all the places, and there was a blank piece of paper on the table at some point, Fang Jinsheng's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito fly: "Improvisation...... That, the concubine is seriously ill and has not recovered, and she is still ......"

"It's better to rewrite the first sentence of the twenty-second article of "For Politics", which is only nine words, and it shouldn't be difficult for the princess."

Fang Jinsheng's eyes were stunned, Wen Lingjun stretched out his hand and said, "Please." ”

Fang Jinsheng endured his fear, sat down slowly, held the pen with an unfamiliar gesture, and paused on the top of the white paper, unable to put down the pen for a long time.

There was suddenly no sound in the wide study, except for Fang Jinsheng's heartbeat.

After a long time, Fang Jinsheng noticed that Wen Lingjun behind him had taken a step closer.

"People don't have faith, and they don't know what they can do."

Fang Jinsheng was stunned.

"It means that once a person loses his trust, he doesn't know what use it is."

With a snap, when he heard the words "what's the use", Fang Jinsheng dropped his pen to live up to expectations.

She pushed her chair, ran down the steps of the bookcase, and fled directly behind the round table in the middle of the house, and searched for a long time, but only found a tea tray that worked. She blocked the tea tray in front of her, covering most of Wen Lingjun in her sight, as if she could avoid the danger in this way.

"Murder is a crime! If you kill me, you will be punished by the law! ”

The unkindness in Wen Lingjun's eyes gradually revealed: "What this king said is the first sentence of the twenty-two rules, what are you nervous about?" ”

Fang Jinsheng only dared to gasp at this time, but he held it for too long, and he was a little out of breath.

She glanced at Wen Lingjun, and simply broke the jar:

"I'm amnesiac, I know Qingmu must have told you - don't say anything, let's get straight to the point!"

Wen Lingjun frowned slightly, his eyes locked on Fang Jinsheng's trembling body, and then slowly walked towards her.

Wen Lingjun's posture as if it had a Shura aura, Fang Jinsheng's face turned blue with fright, the soles of his feet dodged back and forth, his position was extremely coquettish, and he shouted: "What are you doing, don't come here!" You stop! ”

Wen Lingjun really stood still and didn't take a step forward, but his eyes were like a cold knife.

"You said you wanted to get straight to the point."

Fang Jinsheng: "Yes, it's straight to the point, then do you have to talk face to face?" Can't you just stand there and talk to me? ”

Wen Lingjun's eyes changed and he took a step forward: "What kind of attitude do you have?" ”

Fang Jinsheng lifted the tea tray and said with a sad face: "Don't come here!" ”

Wen Lingjun lowered his eyes slightly, as if he sensed Fang Jinsheng's deep fear of him, but there was a hint of success in his eyes.

Fang Jinsheng squinted cautiously, and saw the pair of brocade boots coming step by step under the tea tray - there is a saying called step by step lotus, although it is to describe women, but if it can be applied to Wen Lingjun, it should be the flower of the other side.

Wen Lingjun stopped one meter away from the round table, as if he insisted on approaching and talking to her, Fang Jinsheng's legs were weak and he couldn't run, Wen Lengjun took a step to the left, she ran to the right, Wen Lengjun took a step to the right, and she ran to the left. The two of them danced around the table and had a conversation at the same time:

"If you want to get straight to the point, then why do you want to play again?"

"Who acted! I'm pure and natural, I was born like this! ”

Wen Lingjun was slightly surprised by Fang Jinsheng's tone and demeanor: "You are not Fang Jinsheng, who are you?" ”

Fang Jinsheng: "If I don't change my name, I won't change my surname, I'll be called Fang Jinsheng!" ”

"You're lying!"

"I'm not lying!"

Where did Fang Jinsheng have such a gaffe in the past, even if he had amnesia, he would not have been reborn, if it weren't for his acting skills, the woman in front of him would definitely have an unknown origin.

Thinking of this, Wen Lingjun's gaze suddenly became ruthless.

Fang Jinsheng was the strongest target of his gaze receiving signal, and naturally immediately sensed that the situation was wrong, but he didn't have the slightest ability, so he could only continue to talk about it.

"Master, calm down, you are a dignified seven-foot man, you won't want to do it with me as a woman, how bad is that to spread out, ah? I said that I really have amnesia, I don't remember anything before, if there was anything that offended you before, today I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you......"

Wen Lingjun was impatient by Fang Jinsheng, who was going back and forth, and suddenly shouted: "Stop! ”

Fang Jinsheng sat on the ground with weak legs and buttocks: "I'm sorry!" ”

Seeing the tears squeezing out of the corners of Fang Jinsheng's eyes, Wen Lingjun's eyebrows were furrowed, and he was speechless for a long time.

The movement in the house finally alarmed Wen Xin and Liu Chaochao and others who were waiting outside, Wen Xin pushed the door in, and saw Fang Jinsheng who was sitting on the ground and Wen Lingjun with anger in his eyes, he panicked, didn't care about red tape, ran over, and asked while trying to support Fang Jinsheng: "Aunt Jinsheng, how are you?" ”

Fang Jinsheng was shocked, looking at Wen Xin with teary eyes, speechless.

Wen Lingjun glanced at Qing Mu at the door and said, "Are you sure she doesn't have amnesia?" ”

Qing Mu looked at Fang Jinsheng, and after a while, he knelt on the ground and responded: "Before, the slave maid was sure that the princess had no possibility of amnesia. ”

"And now?"

Qing Mu paused and said in a low voice, "I don't know." ”

Wen Lingjun's gaze didn't linger on Qing Mu's face for half a minute, and said, "Take the punishment yourself." ”

"Yes."

Qing Mu simply responded, and never looked up again until the end.

Fang Jinsheng watched Qing Mubi retreat respectfully, and willingly accepted the punishment, thinking of countless kinds of torture and eighteen prohibitions in his mind, and his heart was as cold as the frost of the wax moon.