The courtyard of the Hou Mansion in Yongxingfang is a house with four entrances before and after, along the cloister all the way to the backyard, many ancient trees in the middle are more than one or two people hugging, it can be seen that it is very old, and I don't know if it is now in the 'spring' season, so the ancient trees are covered with a crown of flowers, and the courtyard is covered with a strict relationship, and this house is particularly 'yin' and colder.

In such a sunny 'spring' day, there is a trace of coolness.

Zhuo Zhaojie couldn't help but 'touch' the brocade silk on his arm, and trembled slightly.

Zhuo Pian, the head of the other courtyard, and Zhuo Ye, the chief manager of the Hou Mansion, are both scholars who grew up with Minping Hou, the son of the Zhuo family, he is now older, and he doesn't have to be very shy about the 'female' dependents, so he has been accompanying her to the backyard, pointing to a row of houses and saying: "Xiao Qi Niang can pick one by herself, this place is empty." ”

"Just the one in the middle." Zhuo Zhaojie pursed his lips and said casually.

Zhuo Pian ordered someone to clean it up, and said: "The house here has not been inhabited for many years, and after it is cleaned, the earth dragon that has been burned for a few hours has dispersed the cold, so Xiao Qi Niang will live again." ”

"That's it." Zhuo Zhaojie was overjoyed and said, "Let's burn it all night, I'll go home first, and I'll come back tomorrow." "If you can drag it out for a day, it's a day! Maybe when I go back, I can ask my parents for help to save me from the current situation......

Zhuo Pian smiled in his eyes, and said kindly: "This can't be done, the prince has always sat down and acted on his words, since he wants to personally tutor Xiao Qi Niang's homework, I'm afraid he will have to order it down in a while, Xiao Qi Niang still go to the front yard to see the prince first, and leave the two of them here to watch and arrange things." ”

"......" Zhuo Zhaojie had no choice but to say, "Okay." ”

Zhuo Pian personally sent her to the study in the front yard, before Min Pinghou said that there are all kinds of classics in the other courtyard, and when she stepped into the 'door' of the study, it was the fragrance of books and ink on her face - where there are so many classics in this courtyard, it is simply dazzling, You Ruoheng's study is also famous in Moling City, and sometimes you have to borrow a lonely book in Huaixing Academy, which is much worse than Min Pinghou here.

This so-called study room up and down three floors, covering an area more than twice as large as the study of Youfu, the classics in the inside are like a mountain, all of them are 'fine' heart maintenance placed in the box, only on the outside of the box pasted the title of the book with a fly's head in small letters, many of the titles have been yellowed, which shows the age.

Zhuo Zhaojie couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a scholarly scene at first glance.

Zhuo Pian said with a smile on the side: "These are all things that have been passed down from generation to generation in the Zhuo family, and there are many unique books in them, which are difficult to change!" ”

Zhuo Zhaojie was suddenly in awe, and then his face was solemn - when do I have to learn?!

As he was talking, a scholar in Tsing Yi came out from behind the bookshelf, with clear eyebrows, and Shi Yili said: "The prince asked Xiao Qi Niang to go in quickly." ”

The long windows facing south are open one by one, and there are no particularly tall trees planted in the courtyard in front of the small building used as a study.

Min Pinghou changed into a fifty percent new Ge 'color' silk robe, and the 'jade' belt around his waist was also replaced with an ordinary brocade, holding an official document in his hand, frowning and watching, after the scholar Zhuo Xiang came in, he automatically stood on his right hand to serve the pen and ink, and the whole process was so light that it did not make a little noise, which shows the strictness of Minping Hou's majesty, that is to say, Min Pinghou is not an easy perfunctory person.

Seeing Sun 'Daughter' coming in, Minping Hou Jing pointed to the small case not far away, and said: "Let me see your background first, and make an essay with the title of 'apricot' flower 'Yanyu Jiangnan', and check it after a pillar of incense." ”

While speaking, Zhuo Xiang had neatly taken out an incense stick from the cabinet next to him and 'inserted' it into the incense burner.

"After the ink, light the incense." Marquis Minping gave an order without raising his head, and then gathered his 'essence' to approve the official document.

Zhuo Zhaojie was dumbfounded by his grandfather's vigorous and resolute behavior, and his face was suddenly pale and uncertain, what was fashionable in this dynasty was poetry, of course she had learned both of them, but in the end, it was a 'female' son, feasting and drinking, and outings were mainly composed of poems, and the use of the prose was not so great, it was Zhuo Zhaojie's prose that was very general - even the prose she had written, including the practice of writing when she was learning, was only one or two.

Therefore, this will receive the assessment of Min Pinghou, and it is really difficult to feel tight in my heart.

But Minpinghou had no intention of changing the title at all, and Zhuo Zhaojie also knew that this grandfather was not a person who could be coquettish and rely on the past, so no matter how embarrassed he was, he could only write hard.

She stumbled and wrote and changed, changed and wrote, at first the face "color" was still very embarrassed, and then I saw that the incense was getting shorter and shorter, and I couldn't even take care of the face "color" in a big hurry, so solemn as the mountain rain "desire" came, so that the incense was extinguished, and only a hundred words were written in the end, and there were a few words in the middle that were painted and changed.

The incense was lit at the position behind Minpinghou, in the Chenguang of this pillar of incense, Minpinghou read several official documents, and his concentration seemed to have forgotten the matter of assessing his granddaughter, but the moment the incense was extinguished, he didn't reply: "Chenguang is almost there." ”

Zhuo Xiang nodded and said softly: "Xiao Qi Niang, please stop the pen." ”

Zhuo Zhaojie said disheartenedly: "Okay." She put down her pen stupidly, gently grabbed her skirt with her hand, looked down at the bookcase in front of her, and didn't dare to raise her head - the two previous songs of peony were still a little bit like that, but they were all ignored by her grandfather, and now this prose is extremely tragic, and she is ready to be reprimanded to the fullest......

Min Pinghou stared at the unfinished pun for a moment, but he didn't make a sound, and only said after a while: "You come here." ”

"How can I say that I am also a granddaughter, a little lady, and my grandfather will never suddenly start beating me?" Muttering in his heart, Zhuo Zhaojie cautiously walked to Min Pinghou's side.

I saw Min Pinghou pinching a mark on the paper with his fingernails, and said coldly: "That's what I can see." ”

Zhuo Zhaojie looked at it and said ashamedly: "This is about six years ago, my grandfather made a 'spring' fu, I was helping to study the ink at the time, wrote it down, and used it." ”

"How?" Min Pinghou asked.

“…… Just changed three words. Zhuo Zhaojie's chin almost lowered to her chest, and the colored silk tied to her waist was almost 'kneaded' by her left 'rub' and right 'kneaded', and she whispered, "I...... I'm not very good at writing. ”

Min Pinghou snorted: "You don't know how to write at all!" ”

Zhuo Zhaojie was speechless.

"It seems that Punwen has to be taught from scratch." Min Pinghou said coldly, "Poetry, the previous two poems are not famous, but they are lucky to become famous, and they must practice more, from today on, you must make a poem every day, the genre of rhyme is not limited, but you must be attentive, if it is a perfunctory work, immediately receive the family law!" ”

Zhuo Zhaojie was ashamed and depressed: "Yes! ”

Min Pinghou stared at Luwen and looked at it, and sighed in the end: "This Luwen ...... Zhuo Xiang went to invite Mr. Wen over. ”

Zhuo Xiang said yes and went out.

Mr. Wen? Zhuo Zhaojie's 'sex' is very good, and he immediately remembered that it seemed to be a 'door' guest of Minpinghou, and it seemed that he had learned well, before Zhuo Zhaocui went south, it was Minpinghou who was nominally teaching homework, but in fact, Minpinghou was busy with government affairs, and he entrusted this Mr. Wen most of the time, according to Zhuo Zhaocui's accidental mention, this Mr. Wen seems to be very strict.

"Mr. Wen is my advisor, talented, but unfortunately the luck is not good, and he has repeatedly failed, he teaches you that this is not an ordinary overkill! You must not despise him in your own right, you see? Sensing that Zhuo Zhaojie seemed to be distracted, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Min Pinghou's eyes, and he said sharply!

Zhuo Zhaojie hurriedly gathered his mind and said, "Yes! She was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood!

However, what Minpinghou is doing now is to urge the younger generations to be motivated, speaking of which there are many younger generations of Minpinghou, and Zhuo Zhaojie is not a Langjun who can glorify the 'door' in the imperial examination, and can get the guidance and supervision of his grandfather himself, that is really a promotion, and anyone has to say that she is a good fate and has won the favor of her grandfather.

Although Zhuo Zhaojie was wary of this grandfather, he really had no reason to oppose his arrangement now, except that there was no room for anything to say......

After a while, Zhuo Xiang brought Mr. Wen over, this Mr. Wen looked at his face about forty years old, but his temples had been dyed with a little frost 'color', and I don't know if it was because of the "tried and failed" sake, his appearance was mediocre, and his bearing was elegant with some depression.

He only raised his hand after entering the study, and Min Pinghou had already shook his head and said, "You don't need to be polite to cure it." He pointed to Zhuo Zhaojie and said, "This is the little Qi Niang in the fourth room, which is the so-called talented 'girl' that has been rumored in Chang'an in recent days...... Her prose is only basic, but she has to bother you to point out a thing or two. ”

Wenzhi was stunned, glanced at Zhuo Zhaojie, and said, "The prince has an order, but the student dares to disobey his fate?" Although Fang saw that there were fifty old Ming scriptures and thirty young scholars, he still called himself a student with sideburns and hair dyeing cream, which seemed frustrated in the end.

Zhuo Zhaojie pouted slightly, thinking that starlings are so diligent that people say that this Mr. Wen is strict, I really don't know what kind of strict law he will have?

Min Pinghou said lightly: "This child was raised by my in-laws in Jiangnan when she was young, because she was not her own granddaughter, Mei Pei was inconvenient to discipline too strictly, but she raised her pampered 'sex'. ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept at Zhuo Zhaojie coldly, Zhuo Zhaojie was seen by him as a 'excited' spirit, his heart was timid, and he hurriedly whispered: "I will definitely ask Mr. Wen with my heart, and I will never dare to slack off!" ”

Min Pinghou said indifferently: "It's good that you know, with your qualifications and 'sex', all the teachers you met along the way are talents, but now there are only sentences like 'disdain Mei Ju to avoid 'flowers' blooming', which shows that in the past, it was best to just get by!" ”

Zhuo Zhaojie was taught a lesson so that he was embarrassed and had nothing to say, pursed his lips and said, "Not in the future." ”

Min Pinghou snorted: "I hope so, I'm very busy, and I don't want you to be too '' with me!" Then he commanded, "Go first to the east wing, which has been collected out as a place of instruction, and it will bother you." ”

Wen Zhizhi nodded calmly and said to Zhuo Zhaojie: "Little Qi Niang, please come with me." ”

Zhuo Zhaojie retreated stupidly, and then turned around, but someone outside pushed the 'door' with a smile and entered, and said, "Brother Qingsu, do you know a good news?" ”

I saw an old man in a soft costume running in happily, because he walked fast, he even lifted the hem of his robe and pinned it to his waist, leaving the subordinates behind.

The old man rushed into the 'door' and said a word, only to notice that there was a person with eyes in the study, and looked at Zhuo Zhaojie in amazement and said, "Isn't this it?" ”

Before Min Pinghou could answer, a brocade-clothed man who followed behind the old man saw Zhuo Zhaojie's appearance clearly, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and said, "What a delicate and beautiful person, Zhuo Shibo, could it be that this is a drunken ...... of the building."

Zhuo Zhaojie, the name of Drunken Haolou, has heard it, and he will never think that it is a mistake to recognize the situation like the flow of 'flower' residence, and he is immediately furious!

It's just that she clenched her fists and didn't have a seizure regardless of it, but Min Pinghou and the old man in gorgeous clothes both sank their faces and shouted in unison: "Presumptuous! ”

I saw that the old man in the fancy clothes backhanded a slap in the man's face, and shouted: "Something that doesn't have eyes!" You are such a lazy 'color' as Brother Qingsu, and you let indiscriminate people enter the study?! This is the little lady of the Zhuo family! As he spoke, he seriously apologized to Minping Hou and said, "Brother Qingsu, don't blame me, it's all my poor discipline, which made this son of a scumbag speechless and abrupt this little lady." ”

Although he had apologized in time, Min Pinghou's face was still very ugly, and he said coldly: "There are indeed many people in my study!" Ling Langjun is such a person, if the alien brother still wants to continue to enter the 'door' in the future, please go back quickly! ”

This is why the man in brocade will not be allowed to go to the 'door' in the future.

Zhuo Zhaojie's face was slightly pale, and he secretly thought that Min Pinghou was his own grandfather......