Chapter Seventy-Five: The King's Good Intentions Are in Vain!

Zhu Ningyun's body does exude fragrance.

Because when she bathes, it is a petal bath, and the fragrance lingers for a long time.

Where did Zhu Ningyun blush when she heard such provocative words.

However, thinking that the other party was her husband and loved herself so much, she did not respond and continued to teach Li Xiao to practice calligraphy.

Li Xiao didn't continue to flirt with him, but began to learn to write seriously.

I can't live up to people's wishes.

After the posture was corrected, Zhu Ningyun began to teach Li Xiao to learn regular script fonts again.

The regular script is neat and standardized, clean and neat, not sloppy, and the pen is clear.

This font is the most used and the most practical, even if it is a regular script that is used in Shangzhushu.

Until noon, Li Xiao stretched his waist and was a little tired.

"Xiaolang, practicing calligraphy is not overnight, don't be discouraged, I'll come back tomorrow."

Zhu Ningyun is very patient and not too troublesome at all.

She wanted to help Li Xiaojiang make up for his shortcomings and help him silently.

This is also the way of being a wife taught to her by her mother.

"Well, you're tired too, I'll send you back to rest."

Li Xiao got up and prepared to send Ning Yun back to Yong'an Pavilion.

He knew that the other party's health was not very good, and he was afraid that he was a little tired this morning.

Zhu Ningyun was about to get up, when he suddenly found that in the right corner of the table, half of the paper was exposed, with some small characters on it, and the handwriting was very beautiful.

"Huh... What is it? ”

Zhu Ningyun glanced at it, pointed to the paper and said, "Xiaolang, what pen do you use to write small and slender characters?" ”

"It's... Pen words..."

Li Xiao replied truthfully: "Don't disclose it for the time being, I just researched it." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the pen.

"Ning Yun, if you like it, you can use it, right?"

"Pens?"

Zhu Ningyun looked at the fountain pen, sat down, and then tried to write.

"This...."

Zhu Ningyun's beautiful eyes opened slightly.

It's so smooth, and it's easy to write it out.

What's more, no matter how big or small the force is, the lines are always about the same thickness.

She kept writing and drawing.

I found that this fountain pen can continue to write like this without dipping it in ink.

"Xiaolang, you made this fountain pen?"

Zhu Ningyun asked in surprise.

"Hmm..."

Li Xiao nodded humbly.

Zhu Ningyun said excitedly: "If this pen can be popularized, for the Ming Dynasty, how much paper will be saved, and there is no need to grind ink..."

Li Xiao shook his head and said, "Ning Yun... I can't mass-produce this thing, so I have to make one. ”

"That's... It's a shame. ”

Zhu Ningyun couldn't put it down, and began to write on the paper again.

"Husband, my words are very ugly..."

Zhu Ningyun found that with this kind of slender pen, he couldn't write.

"Ning Yun, why don't I teach you?"

Li Xiao smiled, this is called treating others in the way of others!

"Teach me... Your word... Hey? ”

Zhu Ningyun looked at Li Xiao's writing, which turned out to be so good-looking, and said guiltily: "It turns out that Xiaolang's pen writing is so good-looking, but he can't write with a brush." ”

Li Xiao's pen characters are in block letters, which are very beautiful.

In this way, the two are almost opposites.

"Husband, are you copying these articles?"

Zhu Ningyun discovered again that the pen characters on Li Xiao's desktop were copied from those twisted and pinched brush characters.

"Well, these are what I used to write in my hometown."

"Now that I'm here, I'd like to use some paper to transcribe it."

"Lest it be lost after a long time."

Li Xiao took out the article, and there was almost a big stack.

These are all written by myself in the village of Dashukou before... Dream!

That's right, Li Xiao at that time wanted to leave something in history and make some money.

As a liberal arts student, he is familiar with the four famous novels.

But the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, and Water Margin are all novels that appeared in the Ming Dynasty.

So he began to write the Dream of Red Mansions from the Qing Dynasty based on his memories.

The four famous books must have my Li Xiao's name!

However, the Dream of Red Mansions that I have copied from my hometown over the years based on my memories is all straw paper...

Some of them are difficult to get into the hall of elegance and are unsightly.

Li Xiao planned to re-transcribe what he wrote.

"Xiaolang, you can still write articles... It seems to be... Fiction? ”

The more Zhu Ningyun looked at it, the more pleasantly surprised.

"I wrote it when I had nothing to do." Li Xiaodao.

"Can I see it?" Zhu Ningyun looked at Li Xiao.

He wanted to see what Li Xiao wrote.

Li Xiao nodded and said, "Of course you can... I haven't finished copying it yet, though... If you don't dislike this papyrus... Or will I wait until I'm done copying it before I'll give it to you? ”

"Xiaolang, I'll help you copy it."

Zhu Ningyun didn't want the other party to be too tired.

"It's okay.... However, you copy slowly, don't be too tired, the content is a bit much..."

As he spoke, Li Xiao handed the pen and ink to Ning Yun.

Then patiently teach the other person how to use it.

Zhu Ningyun is also extremely smart, and he can learn it.

"Uh-huh... It's easy, I see, this pen is amazing! ”

Zhu Ningyun likes this fountain pen more and more.

Tuk Tuk Tuk –

At this time, the servants came and knocked at the door.

Then he brought in the color head sent by Jin Fengluan.

There are a lot of things, respectively, a phoenix tail gold step worth a hundred taels of silver.

Worth three hundred taels of silver, the dot emerald inlaid with red agate crested crested step shakes a pair.

and two hundred taels of silver.

"Ning Yun, share the spoils!" Li Xiao smiled evilly.

"What kind of accounts, make us look like robbers..."Zhu Ningyun whispered.

"We won this game together." Li Xiao handed her the jewelry: "These jewelry belong to you, and the silver taels belong to me." ”

"You can exchange the jewelry for silver.... I don't need it. ”

Zhu Ningyun has always shown her true face and doesn't use jewelry.

She didn't think about pushing the jewelry back.

And... Didn't I have a chance to give him two silver taels, this just happened to be an opportunity...

"That's not going to happen."

Li Xiao held her hand tightly, put the jewelry in her palm, and closed it.

Said seriously: "This is the first time we have obtained together, we must keep it well, and I will let you wear it for me in the future." ”

Yes, this is the first thing we've ever worked together to get.

It's very memorable.

Only then did Zhu Ningyun react and said in a panic:

"Ahh I didn't expect that... I'm sorry..."

"Fool."

Li Xiao squeezed her little hand: "I'm sorry for what we want to say between us, regardless of each other...."

"Hmm... Xiao Lang... I'll listen to you..."

....

That's it.

In the past few days, Li Xiao has been doing nothing every day, just being with Zhu Ningyun.

You teach me to write calligraphy, and I teach you to write pen characters.

Inadvertently, the little hands touched together.

Sweet points are rising...

Zhu Di has been silently observing secretly, and said in his heart that this kid should understand what I mean, right?

If you want to surpass our archery skills in the past few decades, if you want to overtake in corners, you only have firearms.

I gave you two thousand taels of silver, what should I be able to figure out?

Can be finally.... He found out that this kid was obsessed with women...

I get tired of being with my daughter all day long.

"Damn, the king's good intentions have been wasted..."