Xie Xian didn't understand, he was quite a smart person, and when he started writing poetry, he couldn't even understand the basic rhyme.

The narrative that does not match the preface and the afterword, the messy sequencing of syllables, and the so-called artistic conception can revive the ancient poets.

Listening to her chant a poem, Xie Xian was so guilty that he couldn't do it, he only felt that his breath was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't go up or down.

I couldn't tell for a while, asking her to compose poems, whether she was embarrassing her or embarrassing herself.

Seeing his tense face, Pei Shu knew that it must be rotten, and the momentum he set up was pouring for thousands of miles, and he couldn't help but feel even more weak.

"It should be okay, right?"

Xie Xian couldn't help but have a seizure: "What do you think?" ”

Pei Shu said unashamedly: "I think it's okay." "It's much higher than the previous song on the mountain, so it can be seen that there is still progress.

Xie Xian smiled angrily: "Do you know that the poems you write can torture readers to death." ”

Especially for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is particularly unfriendly, and there is no way to start grading.

Pei Shu muttered: "Who are you torturing, didn't you make me do it by pressing your head." ”

You deserve it, you bring it on.

Xie Xian raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows: "Your ghostly workmanship, do you know your family's respected teacher?" ”

"Master said that the ruler is long, and the inch is short." Pei Shu unashamedly output her opinions,

"I think I'm a little inferior in poetry and painting, and it's okay. I don't require myself to be perfect, life is short, those bells and whistles don't like to learn, don't learn, there is no need to embarrass yourself, comfort is the most important. ”

"Only a little bit worse?" The corners of Xie Xian's eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes sank: "Ayu, you are not an ordinary person, and you are responsible for the prince's handouts, not only do you blame yourself for your own shortcomings, but find excuses to let it go, are you self-indulgent?" ”

Finally, he couldn't help it, and he snapped the book on the table.

The sound is exceptionally loud.

Pei Shu was stunned: "Who are you angry with?" ”

Sick.

Yes, in her previous life, she clearly knew that Xie Xian was a person who was quite strict with himself and strived for perfection in everything.

But she's not.

And, what's their relationship?

There is no fart relationship, why use his scale to demand himself, this is not a serious illness.

Xie Xianqingjun's long eyebrows couldn't help frowning,

"In vain, I kindly remind you to pay attention to correcting your body, how different is your attitude from the stubborn children in the imperial capital who do not learn and have no skills?"

Xiao Qiyuan was dumbfounded, why did he suddenly quarrel?

The more he talked, the more he became more and more energetic, and Pei Shu felt a sense of injustice in her heart, which was difficult to suppress no matter what.

She was not a good person in the first place, and her harsh words and his condescending attitude made her patience reach a critical point.

"No, why am I standing here and being disciplined by you? This gentleman is not your student, and the second is not your subordinate, you don't care if I indulge or not, and I am not stubborn. Can you use your harsh words to preach? ”

"You feel uncomfortable listening to me chanting poems, you suffer, but is that what this king forced you?"

"It's endless, it's going to give you face, right, who are you?" Pei Shu vented out in one go, not only the anger he suffered today, but also the grievances of being pressed by him everywhere in his previous life.

Needles can be heard in the hall.

The eyes are facing each other.

After the deathly silence, Xie Xian's face was like a calm sea: "You're right, I'm self-righteous and self-righteous." ”

His calmness is just an appearance, and under the surface is the anger of the mountain rain, Pei Shu smelled a strong smell of danger, and the cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his backbone.

It took almost all of his strength to restrain himself from retreating.

The matter has come to this point, it is in vain to admit it, what should come will always come, Pei Shu has the idea of breaking the jar.

At this moment, Xie Xian sat on the circle chair with a cold face, and the fingers on the back of the chair couldn't help but clench so tightly, staring at Pei Shu for a moment.

He's scary when he's not smiling.

Pei Shu was stunned in her heart, but she didn't give in for half a step, and Qing Lingling looked at him directly.

Seeing her appearance of being ready to confront herself, Xie Xian sneered lightly, and suddenly felt that he was a little funny, and he would be angry with her because of a trivial matter.

"Pei Shu, I'll give you two options now."

He coldly pulled the corners of his lips, called her full name in a cold and hard voice, and said word by word,

"You think you are inferior in poetry and painting, and as a colleague, I suggest that you should always be right to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. In this way, Your Highness's schoolwork, you and I are reversed. ”

"Option two, you can not write poems, but His Royal Highness is particularly interested in Danqing, so you must listen to the calligraphy and painting class with His Highness in the future."

If he is strong enough to give people a choice, it is a sign of concession, and although it is not clear why he suddenly lost his temper, the fool also knows that he cannot add fuel to the fire at the moment.

"I'll pick the latter." After weighing the pros and cons, Pei Shu decided to sell him a face, and resolutely refused to admit that he was cowardly.

Pei Shu's sentence "Who are you", about touching his lung tube, tried every possible way to have a little relationship with each other.

He's like that, and there's always a way for you to have to succumb to his obscenity.

After the unjust anger in her heart calmed down, Pei Shu's expression was confused, and she couldn't understand how things had evolved into the current situation.

From giving a lecture to the prince, he became a student who listened to the lecture, which is absurd when he thinks about it.

Fortunately, in order to blur the public's sight, the emperor also selected three gentlemen from the Hanlin Academy to teach the crown prince.

Another painting and calligraphy is not the main course, and the average of suffering one sin every five days is still within the scope of tolerance.

After the episode was revealed, Xie Xian and the little prince talked about "Warring States Policy" and walked out of Tianlu Pavilion.

Outside, the sun was three feet high, and he walked from the dark to the light.

The bright light set off his tall figure.

It wasn't until he couldn't see others that Xiao Qiyuan let out a breath softly.

After all, he was young and ignorant, and he thought that the kind and tolerant Xie Shilang was even more terrifying than the old pedants who were angry with their faces.

The little prince looked at Pei Shu who was sorting out the preparation materials on the other side, and Ai Ai asked, "Sir, are you also afraid of Mr. Xie?" ”

"How so!" Pei Shu, who was still immersed in the performance, raised her head and sternly denied it: "Hey, he will just bluff people, don't you see what he did to me in the end." ”

"That's ......" the little prince hesitated, "But I think it's not right for Mr. Xie to murder you." So what...... Can you go and tell your father to change him to another gentleman? ”

"No, you can't." You are really a clever little ghost, you learned to use others as gunmen at a young age, and instigated her to go to the emperor to make a small report.

The abacus failed, and the little prince looked disappointed.