Shang Rongzhou, who found the writer, slipped away to drink tea in stealth, leaving Zhao Chenghui alone in the study, Zhao Chenghui was brilliant in writing, but there is no shortcut to copying books, just a thousand times "The Female Commandment", he copied it for an afternoon.

At sunset, Shang Rongzhou, who had eaten and drunk enough, returned to the study, and she pretended to check the pile of papers that had been stacked thickly.

Zhao Chenghui's handwriting is delicate, with a vigor in the delicate, she flipped through quickly, the handwriting on these papers was almost identical, neat, and she couldn't even find a lazy stroke.

Nearly 1,000 copies are like a neat printed plate, and it doesn't seem like a single person can do it at all.

At least Shang Rongzhou can't do it.

Shang Rongzhou put down what Zhao Chenghui had copied: "It seems that you have been reading for so many years, and it is still somewhat useful." ”

Zhao Chenghui put down his pen and ink and looked at Shang Rongzhou calmly: "The princess praises, these are just the basic skills of practicing calligraphy. ”

Shang Rongzhou didn't know what to say, and let out an "oh".

Sitting on the seat, Shang Rongzhou bored and picked up the brush and wrote his name on the paper: Shang Rongzhou.

Her name is still pretty easy to write.

Shang Rongzhou's eyes were on Zhao Chenghui, and she was suddenly thinking about how to write Zhao Chenghui's emblem.

Zhao Chenghui didn't look at her, because he didn't want to look at it, and he didn't care what she was muttering.

Shang Rongzhou's brush was pestled on the paper, a large piece of black ink smeared on the paper, and she lazily used her other arm to prop up half of her head.

Zhao Chenghui still didn't look up, he just copied quietly.

Seeing him at ease, Shang Rongzhou pushed the paper in front of him and muttered, "It's really boring." ”

[This Zhao Chenghui is really boring, forget it...... Or think about what you will eat later, osmanthus cake, plum blossom cake, mung bean cake, pine nut cake? No, if you eat too much of these, you will accumulate food, why don't you drink some peach wine? Hiss, the peach wine seems to have a bit of stamina, or it's still ......]

Zhao Chenghui's hand holding the pen slammed suddenly, and he looked at Shang Rongzhou with deep eyes: "Princess." ”

was suddenly called, Shang Rongzhou's heart stopped abruptly, she hadn't come back to her senses, and looked at Zhao Chenghui in a bit of confusion: "You called me?" ”

Hearing that she forgot to call herself, Zhao Chenghui looked at Shang Rongzhou with a blank face, and couldn't say anything he wanted to say, he looked away and said coldly: "It's nothing." ”

Shang Rongzhou pouted: "It's okay, what do you ask this palace to do." ”

The words fell, and there was an endless silence between the two.

Zhao Chenghui simply didn't want to pay attention to her, and Shang Rongzhou was simply bored.

Obviously it was a copy of paper, and she used it as a picture book, scribbling and painting on it at will, until Zhao Chenghui was a little tired, and she stopped her creation.

Shang Rongzhou stretched his neck and asked, "How much have you copied?" ”

"Fifteen hundred times."

"Oh, have you memorized it all, I'm going to check your recitation."

Zhao Chenghui nodded.

Shang Rongzhou said quietly: "I don't believe it." ”

Zhao Chenghui replied very calmly: "If you copy too much, you will naturally remember it." ”

"Zhao Chenghui, are you saying that this palace does not copy?"

Zhao Chenghui was not frightened by her tone at all: "Copying is the princess's business." ”

Shang Rongzhou tugged at the corners of her mouth, she still didn't want to talk to him.

The more he talked to him, the more Shang Rongzhou broke his defenses.

He and her, Zhao Chenghui and Shang Rongzhou, this is a stark contrast.

Shang Rongzhou said: "When you finish copying this line, go to the horse farm with the palace to ride a horse." ”

"The princess doesn't have to bathe before she goes horsebacking."