Jiang Wu outside the door looked at Jiang Yulang, from beginning to end, all she saw was spoiling.

Somehow she cried and hurried back.

Tears fell one by one, she didn't realize what it was at the time, but she felt a little sorry for those white and chubby snacks, and she didn't want to taste a single piece of them.

Jiang Yu raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yulang opposite.

Fortunately, later, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, because of illness or something, although she couldn't taste it, she also ate a lot of dim sum, and each piece was better than the box of dim sum when she was young.

Chapter 50

The lone book lay quietly in the palm of her hand. It can be seen that the previous owners of the lonely book cherished it.

Even though the pages are yellowed, there are only small curls on the edges of the book, and there are no major folds at all.

Jiang Yulang smiled warmly: "Little sister-in-law, I still remember that in the past, you copied a solitary book for your brother, and it was also in the study. I made a bet with the same guy who said I wouldn't be able to finish copying it in three days. Actually, three days is not a short time, but the man said that he would give me three days, and when he turned around, he asked someone to arrange a bunch of affairs for me. On the last day, I found Xiao Yue, but I didn't expect Xiao Yu to finish copying it in an afternoon."

Jiang Wu flipped through the memories and remembered.

There was such a thing, she didn't go to the school that day, Jiang Yulang found her, took her to the study, and handed her a lone book.

She also helps others copy books on weekdays, so she doesn't copy slowly, and looks at the thickness of the lone book, so she responds.

At this time, she hung her head and responded softly: "Does my eldest brother also want me to copy books today?" ”

Even if you want to give her something, it is not to send a lonely book. In this timeline, Jiang Yulang should feel that she doesn't like to read.

said such a thing again, and foreshadowing, in fact, it was very different from what she guessed.

Jiang Yulang smiled softly: "Yes, the lone copy copied by Xiaowen that day was found by a friend." In the future, if the little woman gets married, she will be someone else's bride, and I will no longer be able to let the little girl do such a thing as copying books. While the little sister-in-law has not yet come out of the cabinet, it is to help my brother copy another copy, and it can be regarded as giving my brother a thought. ”

Jiang Yu responded quietly, and she actually didn't have any other affairs in the house.

It's just that she lowered her eyes and felt that everything was a little strange today. But she didn't think much about it, she just copied the book left and right.

She slowly spread out the rice paper and copied it quietly. It was noon when she returned, and before she knew it, the sun had set.

When the light of dusk reflected the girl's face, she lightly placed the pen on the pen holder and said to Jiang Yulang, who had been reading behind the screen: "Big brother, the transcription is ready." ”

This one book is not as obscure as the unusual one, so it is much easier to copy.

Jiang Yulang didn't let her stay too long, and soon came out from behind the screen.

"Thank you, little girl." He said softly.

Jiang Wu shook her head lightly: "It's a blessing to be able to help my brother for such a trivial matter." "Of course, this is for her in the past.

Soon, Chunhua sent her back.

After returning to the courtyard, Chen Lian smiled and said, "Miss, it's so boring, why do you want to do such a thing as copying books." ”

It's a bit rude to a slave.

But obviously, Jiang Wu didn't care, and even said softly: "Maybe I want to copy the lone book today, and the eldest brother has a side use." There is nothing to do, and we have nothing to do in the courtyard today. ”

Chenlian blinked and thought softly.

The young lady understood.

*

In the study in the distance.

Chunhua knocked on the door and said softly: "Childe, the slave has already sent the third lady back." ”

Jiang Yulang answered softly, and the candle flame reflected the lone book in his hand that was copied by Jiang Yulang. The words in the book are not powerful, only a kind of beauty unique to a girl.

After hesitating, Jiang Yulang thought about the girl's silent eyes again. A quarter of an hour later, the gentle son said softly, "Go and invite the second lady." ”

Chunhua also took advantage of the night to go.

Jiang Yuying's yard was not far away, but in a quarter of an hour, Jiang Yuying arrived.

She didn't knock on the door, she pushed the door directly and went in, looked at the book in Jiang Yulang's hand, and said coquettishly: "Brother, did you get it?" ”

Jiang Yulang's fingers stiffened for a moment, but he looked at this sister who wanted to be pampered, and still handed over the book in his hand that was still stained with a faint ink fragrance.

Jiang Yuying flipped through it casually, and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother." ”

As she spoke, she stepped forward and hugged Jiang Yulang.

"You can't blame Yuying for this matter, she made me angry first. The Prime Minister's Mansion actually said to the outside world that she would be Xie Lang's only student. An orphan daughter whose biological mother is a concubine, why did Xie Lang get so favored? ”

"No one in this world says that students can't be wives. She happened to save Xie Lang, it was great luck, Xie Lang treated her so special now, it was inevitable that she would not have some side thoughts. If she is born, it will be her problem. ”

Jiang Yulang's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Yuying, you have to think twice about this matter." ”

Jiang Yuying smiled softly and pulled her brother's sleeve.

"Brother, if she hadn't had those thoughts, the book would never have been useful. If she is born, I will help her to dispel those thoughts. ”

"She is a concubine who doesn't know anything, if she enters the Prime Minister's Mansion, she won't have a good life in the future, don't you understand these truths, brother?"

Jiang Yulang didn't speak again, even though he knew that it was not right, but Yuying begged him for a whole day......

Jiang Yuying's eyes were bent, looking at the book in her hand.

Waiting until half a month later, she ruined Jiang Mengming's marriage, and heard the truth of the year from Jiang Ao's mouth, so she found someone to copy Jiang Woman's handwriting and copied the love letter and handed it to the groom at home.

How dare she, Jiang Yuying, talk about a deal with her, Jiang Yuying.

*

Inside the small courtyard.

Chenlian sat on the stool, shaking her legs slightly, thinking about whether to go and destroy the lone copy of Miss Today at night.

But seeing the young lady's indifferent appearance, she tilted her head again.

Miss Anyway, she had copied it all afternoon, and she was a little reluctant to destroy it. Just as she was hesitating, Jiang Wu turned to look at her: "Are you very entangled?" ”

Caught directly, Chenlian wondered if she had written on her face, and she complained with a smile.

"It seems that she will become stupid next to Miss, and she will be seen through all of a sudden, is Sister Tangerine like this?"

"Are you worried about the day?" Jiang Wu said softly.

Chenlian shook her head: "It's not worrying. ”

After all, it burns really fast.

She looked at the young lady at the desk, and saw that she had found a clean piece of rice paper, a brush dipped in ink, and a light pen to write something.

Soon, Jiang Wu put down the pen and handed the rice paper in her hand to Chenlian.

Chenlian tilted her head, and there were two completely different handwriting on the rice paper.

One is as beautiful as a spring flower, and the other is as light as a cloud. Even a closer look at the brushstrokes reveals not the slightest resemblance.

Jiang Wu smiled gently: "Are you still worried now?" ”

Today, Jiang Yulang suddenly asked her to copy the solitary book, she knew that it was wrong, but after looking at it, she found that there was no problem with the solitary book itself.

What can the lonely instinct of copying do, she thought about it carefully, and felt that she could only make a fuss about the handwriting.

It's just that she didn't know that she had obviously copied a book for Jiang Yulang in the past. If you want to make a fuss from handwriting, why doesn't Jiang Yulang do it directly from that one-of-a-kind book.

But it doesn't matter after all, after entering the Prime Minister's Mansion that year, there were teachers for poetry and writing, and there were orange candy for things in the house, only words, which were taught by Xie Yuwan himself.

Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to her senses.

Truly, compared to this life, he was actually more like her master in the previous life.

In this life, he only took the name of a master, but in the previous life, he taught her carefully for ten years.

When he taught her to write, he even changed the strength of the pen for her.

In the room, both of them fell silent, but they thought differently.

Chenlian shook her head, hesitated for a long time, but still wanted to steal the lone copy of Miss Today's copy.

After all, her young lady had been copying in that study for an afternoon, and she didn't want to give such things to anyone with other thoughts.

The moonlight slowly shone in from the window, and it was covered with a layer of oiled paper, which may not have been very good, and had been blown by the wind for many days, and puffed up one side.

It won't be orange candy paste.

Jiang Wu chuckled and looked at the blown oiled paper, and bent her eyes.

The night was quiet.

*

The next day.

It was about noon, and there was another knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Chenlian stepped forward to open the door and called with a smile: "Good afternoon, Sister Anya." ”

Anya smiled softly: "Third Miss can be in the courtyard?" ”

Chenlian turned around: "Sister Anya comes with me, but I may have to wait outside for a while, and Miss is taking a nap." As he spoke, Anya looked at the sun and said with a smile, "It just so happened that it was time for Miss to get up." ”

Anya stopped by the door and saw Chenlian knock on the door three times, and then push the door in.

Chenlian is a maid sent from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the meaning of the Prime Minister's Mansion, everyone in the mansion naturally understands.

Chenlian first walked to the old lady, and she followed behind the old lady.

Chenlian was actually born well, but it's a pity that she has a scar on her forehead. The scar didn't look like it was born, it was very deep, and it must have been painful before.

As soon as Anya thought that the scar on Morning Lotus's head could not be covered by fat powder, she sighed in her heart.

Nowadays, when you are an official in the court, you can't have a scar on your face, and this is true for officials, let alone women.

If it weren't for the benevolence of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the appearance of Chenlian, it would be difficult to be a maid in a slightly larger mansion.

"Bang-"

The door opened from the inside, and Jiang Wu whispered to Anya, "Sister Anya." ”

In the past, Anya was used to hearing it, but now she feels that the master calls the slave and the maid 'sister', and she is a little out of line.