Chang Zhi sat on the side and practiced big characters intently, and the mobile phone was charging on the side, but he didn't dare to take another look.

Although His Highness would not scold him, he only glanced at him faintly, and he was scared when he grew up.

I didn't dare to ask why I didn't go to my sister.

Zhao Guangyuan explained to him, "It is estimated that there will be people in Beijing in the past few days, so don't do superfluous things." ”

Will someone come to Beijing? Who's coming? Are you here to see Your Highness? Or do you want Your Highness to return to Beijing? If His Royal Highness returns to Beijing, then how can he go to find his sister!

grew to a small face and panicked, Zhao Guangyuan raised his eyes to look at him lightly, "I said that you should be distracted from practicing calligraphy, didn't you listen to it?" ”

It was so long that he didn't dare to say much, and his eyes fell back on the paper. Zhao Guangyuan watched him practice calligraphy, with a look of disgust, "The pen should be steady, don't hesitate halfway, and the pen should be decisive, you will look at you again!" ”

Changzhi looked down, as if he didn't write very well, and was more serious.

After a while, he wrote a full piece of paper, stopped his pen and shook his wrist, turned his head to look at His Highness quietly. His Highness was looking at his phone, not knowing what he was looking at, and his expression was focused.

Long to hesitate.

Zhao Guangyuan swept his eyes, "If you have something to say, say it." ”

Chang Zhi immediately leaned over, "Your Highness, I heard that the nobles in Beijing have to learn both literature and martial arts since they were young. ”

"Hmm."

Your Highness doesn't think he talks too much! "Then, will His Highness be able to do martial arts? Can you shoot arrows? ”

Will it be martial arts? Can you shoot arrows?

When he was a child, he practiced three dogs in the summer and three nines in the winter, got up earlier than the chicken, slept later than the dog, and was trained by his grandfather and several uncles every day to not look like a person, is it fake?

"Why?"

"I just went to the guard camp to watch the competition. A lot of people have shot the rake in the heart, it's amazing! ”

Is it powerful to shoot the rake heart? Ignorant little brat.

The ignorant little kid was still chattering while gesturing: "...... It's really amazing! Just like that, with a draw from behind, the bow and arrow, and with another swish, it hit the rake in the heart. There are also a number of people on horseback who can shoot the rake heart. That's amazing! Changzhi also wants to be like them. ”

"Let's get your dog crawling right first."

"Oh." Somewhat disappointed.

"When your handwriting is decent, I will teach you martial arts."

Yes? Yes! "Really?" It was so long that his eyes were round.

"Fake."

"It's not fake! So long that I heard it! You are Your Highness, you are a nobleman, and nobles cannot bully civilians! You can't be untrustworthy to your children! "I looked at him nervously, for fear that he would regret it.

"Why don't you go and practice calligraphy."

"Huh? Oh. Then His Highness promised the Imam to martial arts, right? Yes, yes? Your Highness, you are so good! It's long enough to practice calligraphy! ”

Little brat, that's a lot to talk about. It was so noisy that he couldn't look at his phone. Zhao Guangyuan looked disgusted.

On the other side, Lin Zhaoxia woke up with a splitting headache and found that the person was lying on the bed with a fragment of his brain. It seems that she didn't drink much yesterday and remembers running back to bed.

I first looked at my phone, Hanyang's unread text messages. Lin Zhaoxia glanced at it and didn't reply.

Han Yang is like she can't understand people's words, she greets her every day these days, and she still says good morning every day and good night at night if she doesn't reply.

Lin Zhaoxia was so annoyed that he couldn't wait to block him directly.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, the person was sober.

Hey, she's not alive again, and she's cut off again.

I don't know if the two families who refused the interview last time hooked up and hooked up at this time, and they would give her a chance.

So you have to leave yourself a way back at any time, a red heart and two hands to prepare, this is a summary of the experience of the blood of the predecessors, so that you don't listen.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't go out again and began to look for work.

In the afternoon, there was a live message in the group, a newly released ancient puppet drama, and I wanted to ask someone to write a drama review.

Many movies and TV series, before and during the broadcast, will carry out a series of publicity, through some manual intervention means and actions, to promote the new film, and cooperate with the release. The goal is to attract, influence, and retain users.

Who doesn't want to make money? Every movie and TV series wants to become a blockbuster and make a lot of money.

Lin Zhaoxia added the other party's WeChat, introduced each other, and got a quotation, 2,000 yuan, within 5,000 words.

It's easy to say anything if you have money, Lin Zhaoxia suddenly came to the spirit. When the big work can't come, it's also good to have more small work.

watched the play all night, studied it all night, analyzed the plot, analyzed the characters, and then wrote a review of the film on the shooting skills, costumes, music, editing, etc., and sent the written drama review to the other party the next afternoon.

In less than an hour, the money was paid. The sound of the arrival of the account is simply not too wonderful!

As soon as Lin Zhaoxia is happy, he likes to treat himself. The hairtail fish sent by Mr. Huang is a whole one! After eating, heat up a plate of duck tongue! Watching dramas on the sofa is not too cool.

And Changzhi's mood is not very beautiful.

His Royal Highness charged his mobile phone, but he didn't let him look at it, only let him read and practice calligraphy. And His Royal Highness himself, he didn't look at his phone, in, digging in the soil? Planing bamboo pipes?

Since the news of Zhao Guangyuan's heir came out in Beijing, all parties have been surging. The Imperial Mausoleum Palace is visited every day.

People from all sides of concern flocked to the Imperial Mausoleum to offer condolences.

Every time he received one, Cao Cuo pulled people to wipe their tears and asked them to go back and tell their master that they must help and invite a miracle doctor to come. His Royal Highness is only twenty-four years old, a great young talent, life has just begun, and it can't be ruined like this.

"The little one will go back and tell His Royal Highness the Prince. Before coming, His Royal Highness sent people to the people to look for a miracle doctor, and also told the people who were looking for it that they were not allowed to return to Beijing if they could not find a miracle doctor. Father-in-law Cao is not worried, those people in the Tai Hospital have been trapped in the capital for a long time, and they have not seen a few cases of difficult and miscellaneous diseases. ”

Cao Cuo nodded again and again: "Not really." That's how I comforted His Highness the Seven. Then His Royal Highness and I will wait for the good news from the crown prince. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

The people sent by the prince brought food, drink, clothing, gold and silver, and a box full of fine wine, and directly brought a cart, all of which were thoughtful.

"Gonggong Cao, what is His Highness doing?"

Gonggong Cao wiped a handful of tears, "Your Highness doesn't eat, drink, or speak these days, first he sits in the hall, and then he fiddles with these sand and soil, and today he found bamboo, and I don't know what he wants to do, and the old slave doesn't dare to ask." ”

His eyes were sad: "Do whatever Your Highness wants, it's better to have something to do than to be trapped in the palace and wait for death." My poor Seven Highnesses! "Wiping tears again and again.

The visitor stood aside and watched, looking at His Highness the Seventh.

He wore a wide robe, and he did not need to tie his waist or hair, and his shoes were not well worn.

is so unkempt and unkempt, not to mention compared with the prince of the East Palace, even compared with any prince, it can't be compared. Not to mention those dragon sons and grandsons, even compared with any faceless young master and son in Beijing, it is not as good.

It seems that His Royal Highness the Seventh is really useless. There is no need for the prince to be so worried.

comforted Gonggong Cao, "Your Highness is like this, some things are also good to do." I don't know how to comfort him, so I said this dryly.

"Yes, it's better than him drinking and going crazy and sitting back and waiting for death. The old slave now just wants His Highness to live. ”

The visitor's eyes flashed, "Yes, Your Highness will live well." ”

Such a Seventh Highness, there are still people who want him to die, is that still a human being? The prince didn't agree.

It is better for the Seventh Highness to be alive than to die now, which is more beneficial to the crown prince.