Chapter 327: Teaching Interlude
"Oh, it can't be helped, it's a little smaller, just wait for a while."
What Zhu Jingjing wants to hear is not this, but wants to hear an apology, and then make rectifications.
As a result, Zheng Xiong did not mean to apologize at all, which made people very unhappy.
"Don't you think the doctor should be quiet?"
Spread his hands, Zheng Xiong said innocently.
"It's alright! It's also to blame Ben Hou for explaining too brilliantly, which made them too excited."
"But where love goes, it doesn't mean that they aren't."
"Please be considerate of the princess."
That's it, it's a bit shameless!
Zhu Jingjing is still young, and she can't be rectified by Zheng Xiong's narcissistic words.
I don't know where to start when I ask for sin.
It took a long time to mutter.
"The medical marquis is in charge of Ying Tianfu, and he wants to come here for a lot of official business, how can he still be so idle and come here to teach?"
"Officials rule people, this marquis governs officials, why bother to grasp big and small things! That's too tiring, and it's not in line with the way of being an official."
Zheng Xiong's words made Zhu Jingjing a little distracted, remembering what his father was busy with all day long, and couldn't help asking.
"Where does the magistrate begin? Aren't you teaching?"
"What do the magistrates have, divide the affairs well, just let them do it, it's not necessarily better to have me, and it doesn't necessarily mean that it can't do well without me, and the final assessment is. As for teaching, in his spare time, he writes and paints to cultivate his sentiments, and teaching can also better see his own foundation."
It's a bit subversive of cognition, and none of the officials I saw were like Zheng Xiong, who wasn't busy, as if they had endless work.
Zheng Xiong is really an anomaly.
After Zhu Jingjing was speechless, he didn't entangle with Zheng Xiong on this issue, but asked another question.
"Oh, in this way, the doctor is also very accomplished in painting!"
Zheng Xiong smiled, quite modest.
"It's not high, it's just two or three stories high!"
What the hell, inexplicable.
"That's high! I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to see the doctor's paintings?"
"Well, I just drew a few pictures, if the princess is interested, you can come and have a look, please."
Zhu Jingjing followed Zheng Xiong to the blackboard.
Zheng Xiong picked up a few sketches and handed them to Zhu Jingjing to look at.
Ordinary and ordinary, there is only a little bit of characteristics left.
I am used to seeing famous paintings, and I am not very interested in Zheng Xiong's paintings.
After casually wiping her eyes, Zhu Jingjing handed the painting to the girls.
Some people appreciate it, and more like Zhu Jingjing, they are well-informed, and they don't feel brilliant.
"Can the doctor give us a hand, these paintings, I'm afraid they don't represent the level of the doctor!"
Something is wrong, a bit of a set for yourself, this step by step I'm afraid I don't want to see myself make a fool!
"That Hou is ugly."
After a few brushes, a painting was born at a breakneck pace.
Zhu Jingjing looked at it fixedly.
The chick outlined by the lines, with a few black dots, and the big characters of the chick pecking the rice picture, made Zhu Jingjing break the defense in an instant, and the bruises on his face appeared.
"Is the doctor kidding Princess Ben?"
"Don't dare, what stands out in this painting is that it is a different, the prince is a trustworthy minister, bring it back, and guarantee that after a hundred years, it will be worth a lot."
What can you trust, a hundred years later, how can you prove that you are entertaining yourself when you don't say it in the capital!
Just about to get angry, Zheng Xiong observed his words and took the first step to say.
"Don't you believe the princess?"
Zhu Jing turned his head quietly and expressed his meaning with his actions.
"Add that!"
I saw Zheng Xiong take a brush from the side, write a poem to the chicken pecking rice, and then take out the seal and cover it with a brush.
Until
After Zheng Xiong finished everything, the chicken was still the same chicken, but the painting was no longer so monotonous.
With the addition of poems, it seems to have a little meaning.
"You don't need to cut the red crown on your head, you will walk in the future with a snow-white body. I don't dare to speak lightly in my life, and I call thousands of doors to open."
Zhu Jingjing unconsciously groaned softly and savored it carefully.
The poem is a good poem, but with the chick pecking the rice map, how to look at it and how to maintain peace.
It's like a grain of rat droppings, but if you have to cook a pot of soup on it, you're blind.
"What do you think, princess? Will it be worth much in the future?"
How to look, close your eyes and see, it is better not to look.
"Is the poem a new work by the doctor?"
"Yes, of course."
Resisting the urge to hit someone, Zhu Jing held his breath and let go of his little hand.
"The poem is good, it's worth platinum, this painting! Hehe, Princess Ben doesn't dare to compliment."
It doesn't matter, anyway, your old Zhu family, there are not many good people, and your anger hasn't disappeared yet!
"The work of the game, it can't be taken seriously, if the princess likes it, the minister will draw a few more pictures for the princess."
"No, the doctor's kindness is understood, and I don't want the painting to stain my eyes."
Faced with Zhu Jingjing's righteous refusal, Zheng Xiong was not discouraged, but continued.
"The level of ministers is more than that, princesses don't be superficial."
"Aren't you still able to see those paintings?"
Zhu Jingjing couldn't hold back, and looked at the sketches again.
I was shaken by the chick pecking rice picture, and then I looked at the sketch, which seemed to be a little interesting.
Zhu Jingjing nodded unconsciously, which can be regarded as approval.
"It's okay~uh."
Suddenly, as if reacting, Zhu Jingjing finally couldn't hold back.
He raised his little hand and slapped it on the desk.
But he didn't say anything, just stared at Zheng Xiong with a chilling gaze.
Seeing that he really made Zhu Jingjing angry, Zheng Xiong immediately began to restrain himself.
was a little weak-hearted, his eyes looked around directly, and he didn't dare to look at Zhu Jingjing.
The people in the audience were also startled by this voice, and seeing that it was the princess who was angry, they immediately bowed their heads, for fear of being angered.
The atmosphere was awkward, but fortunately, Zheng Xiong was thick-skinned.
The first to be defeated was Zhu Jingjing.
A smile of compassion is a laugh! Zhu Jingjing seemed to have figured it out.
"Since the doctor is teaching, I don't know if we and other little girls can listen to it and learn a lesson or two."
Zhu Jingjing is a princess anyway, and Zheng Xiong doesn't dare to bully people too much, so when he saw that there were steps to go down, he agreed.
"If the princess wants to learn, the minister should give it to her, and she will not dare to keep it private."
"Okay, that's settled."
In the next few days, Zhu Jingjing took this group of girls to audit every day.
And the news that the princess also came to learn to paint, and a group of girls were either rich or expensive.
Unconsciously, there was no restriction between men and women in Zheng Xiong's recruitment, but the times were here, and no girls came to sign up.
Now that there is Zhu Jingjing as an example, the situation is completely different.
Some girls, no matter what their psychology, have already accepted it and come to the government to sign up.
As time went by, more and more people came to the government.
Men and women match, work without getting tired.
Zheng Xiong is not so boring to teach, and the young man who learns is more motivated.
In this way, a little half a month has passed.
At this time, Zheng Xiong didn't have much inventory.
If you learn well, let them practice portraits on their own.
The new joiners, Zheng Xiong handed over all the previous people to the previous ones and became the shopkeeper.