Chapter 35 In the past, the sword was on the neck, and today only the wind and the moon remain
When the moon came to the Wind Pavilion, Hei Ji took Tang Wanrong's practice booklet.
She stretches or twists her body to perform all sorts of unbelievable movements.
While showing Bai Ji those so-called "pile skills", he laughed at Tang Wanrong's "high difficulty".
Bai Ji knew that these were all things to make the pig better killed.
Just like killing pigs in the palace, the little eunuch will run after the pig, and he will also use bamboo strips to pump the pig's buttocks, which is said to be more delicious when killed in this way.
Practicing these "pile skills" is probably when the butcher kills the pig, the more the pig will cooperate with him to kill, the happier he will be.
No wonder Qin Shouan told Tang Wanrong a "story" all night that night, naturally because of Tang Wanrong's superb "pile work" skills.
Tang Wanrong turned a deaf ear to the voices of Hei Ji and Bai Ji, and she didn't bother to pay attention to the two sisters.
Following the investigation of the situation exposed by Tang Zhong, more and more problems were found.
The little wealth that Tang Zhong was confiscated into the palace was not enough to make up for the losses caused by the palace being filled by him in the past few years and abusing his power for personal gain.
Hey, this is the old man brought over from the Tang family...... Tang Wanrong recalled the former Junhai Tang family, regret and disgust, and her mood was complicated.
In addition, what is even more annoying is that after Qin Shou'an finished telling the story and was about to leave her long yarn in the afternoon, he actually gave her a bundle of silk linen ropes!
What does he mean?
In short, it doesn't seem to be a serious gift for honoring elders.
If she had the chance, she had to take the rope he gave her, and draw a gourd to tie him to the bed to be "bigger".
"Princess, the prince sent a letterhead."
"Put it down."
The maid sent a letterhead with the seal of Begonia Chunwu, and Tang Wanrong was a little strange.
What kind of letters do you write when you live in a house, but they still come in the middle of the night.
picked it up and was about to open it, but found that Kurohime and Hakuhime had quietly come over.
Tang Wanrong actually wanted them to go back to the palace.
It's just that she called them here for a few days, and now she sends them back, which will inevitably make the Queen Mother suspicious.
I was worried that they would talk nonsense and go to the palace to tell some brainless gossip and gossip, which would ruin Tang Wanrong's elegant image and reputation.
"No need to be vigilant tonight. Go and rest first. ”
Tang Wanrong pinched the letterhead and shook it, signaling them to leave.
"Why not be vigilant? What if he uses this letter full of sweet words to trick you into being fooled and called it an attack? Not only do we want to keep you safe, but we also need to be careful not to have your liver taken away. ”
The corners of Bai Ji's mouth are slightly upturned, she is experienced in this area.
Although no one had ever written her sweet letters, she had seen them in the play, and many young ladies were fascinated by this trick and lost their hearts.
It's all done in the play, and someone must have done it, and it's not like people's imagination.
"Who reads a letter and falls for it? When someone writes to me, I don't even want to read it. I suspect even more that he soaked the letter in the drug, and as soon as you open the letter you get stunned, and then he comes out the window...... At the same time, we all fainted here with bad luck, and we were all killed as pigs. ”
Kurohime is even more thoughtful.
The younger sister will ponder from the love of men and women, but in fact, using the means of men and women to hook up and match is often very risky and half the result.
Isn't it easier to succeed with a drug than to take off the liver with a little sweetheart?
Tang Wanrong sighed, it seemed that it was better to look at them in front of them to dispel their messy suspicions.
She also didn't believe that Qin Shouan would talk nonsense in the letter.
Could his letter be more absurd than "keep it safe and marry it" or something?
With a wisp of silk so worried, Tang Wanrong directly opened the letter.
Looking at the ink that seemed to have just dried before sending the letter, the three people who looked at the letter were stunned for a moment.
The handwriting in front of him is peaceful and natural, the gesture is tactful and subtle, and the strength is strong.
People often use "fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rongyao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine, as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and fluttering like the snow of the wind" is rotten to describe the beauty, and now the words used to describe Qin Shou'an are also very appropriate, and it is not an exaggeration.
People at the time were accustomed to using "words are like their people" to appreciate the handwriting author, but looking at the words in front of them, who would have thought that it was written by Qin Shou'an?
His unbridled recklessness is not at all evident from this handwriting.
On the contrary, it will be reminiscent of an elegant and easy-going humble gentleman.
Well, as long as he doesn't speak, when he doesn't swing his fist and blow people's heads out, it does look like this.
"This is the handwriting of the prince?"
Kurohime and Hakuhime glanced at each other, both a little surprised.
And the calligraphic features of the handwriting are familiar.
"Who but him would write to his aunt in the middle of the night? It won't be Tang Cheng looking for someone to write it. ”
Tang Wanrong had already seen the content of the letter, and the matter of investigating the red poppy paste was only known to her, Qin Shou'an, and Tang Cheng.
"His handwriting is so good?" Bai Ji was incredulous, but became more and more sure that Qin Shouan must have followed the path of a charming man with his talent.
A woman like Tang Wanrong is most easily confused by all kinds of useless things such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs.
"Whether it's well written, I can't see it, it's just quite easy to recognize, if this kind of font writes the story of heroes, I read at least one page a day."
Hei Ji originally wanted to indulge in the rivers and lakes as a heroine, but Long Yinwei's identity restricted her from making a name for herself in the rivers and lakes.
She has always been full of expectations for nicknames suitable for women such as "Black-clothed Dapeng Bird", "Flying Black Man", and "Black Dragon Fairy King".
"His calligraphy enlightenment should be Mr. Ming. Mr. Keming's pen power is not as good as his. ”
Tang Wanrong looked at this word, feeling amazed, and a little incomprehensible:
"Without decades of hard work, how can you write such a miraculous pen?"
"I started practicing in my mother's womb?"
"He's only eighteen years old, and he has to start practicing from the previous life."
The pen and ink are still warm and moist, and the horizontal and vertical outlines, after looking at it for a long time, it is like the tip of the pen scratching over the skin, which makes people itch and tremble.
He has such talent.
Tang Wanrong didn't read the contents of the letter carefully, her eyes stared at the handwriting and tasted it.
The fingers imitate the vivid gesture in the air, and the eyes gradually blur.
I feel that the women who love calligraphy in this world are willing to take off their clothes and lie on the bookcase, so that his immortal-like pen power can use her skin as paper to indulge in her smooth and delicate back.
What an elegant and graceful scene?
Tang Wanrong sighed softly, she was just thinking about other women, she herself could neither nor wanted.
After all, calligraphy is just a matter of entertainment, not so important.
Tang Wanrong is not very interested in talents.
There are talented people who are both civil and military, and there are all over the street, and it is not unusual to have one in the palace.
"Ahem-" Bai Ji coughed lightly, and Tang Wanrong's face flushed, just like when Bai Ji had just picked her up at Wang Xiefengyue Tower that day.
"I'm thinking about things...... Don't you think these handwriting are similar to the many ink treasures left by the first emperor? Tang Wanrong clicked on the letterhead.
Kurohime and Hakuhime nodded together, and when they saw it just now, they already had a sense of déjà vu.
"Could it be that he imitated the calligraphy of the first emperor?"
"The handwriting of the first emperor is more exposed than Qin Shou'an's......"
"That's right, when Emperor Taizu raised his army, the first emperor led all the soldiers to defeat most of the new Qin, and then killed people to inherit the throne. The word is like its person, and the hope is like a knife to the neck. "Tang Wanrong has seen many handwritings of the first emperor in different periods.
I still remember that when she was a child, she saw the letter written by the first emperor to her sister, but there was no murderous spirit between the lines, only overflowing tenderness.
Tang Wanrong lowered her head, and suddenly felt that Qin Shou'an's handwriting at this time was more like the handwriting of the first emperor she had seen when she was a child.
Although it is not yet gentle and overflowing, there is also a hint of sultry wind and moon on the paper.
Why is that?
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