Chapter 10: My Daughter Is So Poor as Tinkling?

Yun Shu smiled shyly, secretly guessing how much money the emperor's father would give her after his conscience found out,

I saw Emperor Xuanwu turn his head again, and chatted with Mrs. Cui with a smile on his face:

"Cui Aiqing knows, how much does the most common brush in the market cost?"

"This ......"

Cui Taifu was stunned for a moment, he was born in a big family, he has not been short of money since he was a child, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used on weekdays are all high-quality products.

He really didn't know how much those inferior and inferior brushes cost outside.

"Probably ......"

Mrs. Cui pondered and guessed:

"A tael of silver?"

"Almost."

Emperor Xuanwu nodded:

"A brush, 800 texts."

One tael of silver is a thousand yuan, which is really not much different from eight hundred yuan.

Emperor Xuanwu continued:

"Then Cui Aiqing knows how much money ordinary people can save all year round?"

"For an ordinary family of five, the annual cost is about ten taels of silver."

It is a matter of people's livelihood, no matter how Mrs. Choi says that he is also a minister of the DPRK and China, he still understands this issue:

"If there is no disaster year and there are no special circumstances at home, I may be able to leave one or two halves of silver a year."

"That's right."

Emperor Xuanwu put his hands behind his back, paced to the window, looked in the direction of the palace and said in a deep voice:

"Ordinary people can only save one or two halves of silver even if they go smoothly for a whole year, but a most ordinary brush can spend most of it.

This is why it is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family. ”

"So you mean ......"

Although Mrs. Cui is pedantic, he is not a fool.

Emperor Xuanwu has said everything here, and he can naturally react:

"This, this chicken feather ......"

"What chicken feathers!"

Yun Shu whispered:

"It's called a quill."

"Hahaha, that's right! Quill! ”

Emperor Xuanwu laughed heartily, he turned around, and said with relief:

"It's not easy for ordinary people to buy a brush at home, but it's not difficult to get a bunch of quills!"

"......"

Cui Taifu's face was a little ugly, obviously in the eyes of a pedantic person like him, it didn't matter whether the people could afford to buy pens or not, and whether they could read books or not,

What matters is the "elegance" of reading.

And holding chicken feathers...... Oh no, to write with a quill is in his eyes, and that is a vulgar act, and it is simply an insult to the reader!

Mrs. Cui lowered her head and tried to find an excuse:

"But when the old minister watched the princess write, the way he took the quill was very strange.

And the feather shaft is hard, not as soft as an ordinary brush, this is not the way of calligraphy! ”

"Shu'er, I look good!"

The people of the big family wish that the entire court was their own people, and Cui Taifu didn't care whether ordinary people could read or not, and Emperor Xuanwu was not surprised at all.

He lightly blocked Mrs. Cui's words:

"It's really not good, just use a quill to learn first, if you can be admitted to the show, naturally there will be no shortage of money to buy a brush.

When the time comes, it's not too late to practice calligraphy. ”

When the words fell, without waiting for Taifu Cui to find any other reason, Emperor Xuanwu turned his head again and praised Yun Shu approvingly:

"Shu'er has made a great contribution this time!"

Who wants your verbal praise? There is no use for fart!

Seeing that Emperor Xuanwu was in a very good mood at the moment, Yun Shu rubbed his legs:

"Father, is there a reward for meritorious service?"

Emperor Xuanwu raised his eyebrows:

"What reward does Shu'er want?"

"Money!"

Yun Shu's wish is very unpretentious.

She aggrievedly took out a very shriveled small money bag from her sleeve pocket and shook it twice:

"Father, you see, all the belongings of the sons and daughters are only these, if it is not so poor that he can't even afford a brush, how can the sons know that the cocktail feathers can also write?"

“……”

He is the son of heaven and sits on the four seas, is his daughter so poor that she is tinkling?

Emperor Xuanwu's majestic expression almost didn't stop,

But he soon came back to his senses:

"I remember pen, ink, paper, inkstone, these things, you shouldn't need to pay for them yourself?"

Regardless of whether Yun Shu was favored before or not, she is always the respect of a princess.

Emperor Xuanwu is not an emperor who treats his children harshly, and the princess's daily necessities such as the Ministry of Internal Affairs are responsible for their daily necessities.

What brushes do she need to buy?

"The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the palace won't be available until the age of six!"

Yun Shu tightened her money bag with only three copper plates, drooped her head and began to sell miserably:

"When he was three years old, he wanted to learn to write his own name, but he didn't have a pen ......"

Emperor Xuanwu: "? ”

So this little cub ran to a duel with the big when he was three years old??

recalled the scene of the chicken flying and the emperor jumping described by Long Yingwei yesterday, and then replaced the figure of the eight-year-old and sixth prince with the three-year-old Yun Shu,

Emperor Xuanwu fell into silence again.

"Father's ......"

Yun Shu is pitiful.

"Got it."

Emperor Xuanwu pulled the corner of his lower lip:

"The reward will be sent to you today!"

"Thank you, Father!"

Rich! All right!!

Seeing Emperor Xuanwu away with a smile, Yun Shu was still immersed in the happiness that his money bag could finally be puffed up, and as soon as he turned his head, he met the old face of Cui Taifu that was so stinky that it looked like it had been pickled in the thatched house.

The alarm suddenly sounded in Yun Shu's heart, and he hurriedly said before the other party:

"Taifu, I just said it, I don't have to copy the remaining nine times of "The Mean"!"

"Hmm."

No matter how dissatisfied Cui Taifu is, it is impossible for him to lose his mind enough to deny what Emperor Xuanwu just said.

He just emphasized lukewarmly:

"You can copy it or not, but you still have to memorize it."

"Don't worry, Taifu, you will spot check it in two days!"

Isn't it just memorizing the whole text?

She's not really a scumbag!

It's just 3,000 words, but it's not that I can't memorize it.

Yun Shu returned to his position briskly, and before he could sit down, he heard Mrs. Cui's faint voice sound again-

"In this case, the matter of "The Mean" will be turned over for the time being,

"University" twenty times, handed in within 10 days. ”

Yun Shu: "? ”

???

This stinky old man is against the yin, isn't he?

On the surface, it was not good to cross her father and let her continue to copy "The Mean", but she was punished twice as much as "University" when she turned around!

After the "University" was copied, were there still "Analects" and "Mencius"?

Is there still a Pentateuch after the four books are copied?

He's outrageous!

Yun Shu took a deep breath and couldn't bear it anymore:

"Mrs. Cui, don't you think this is a little unreasonable?"

"Your Royal Highness the Fifth Princess, is this questioning the old minister's ability to teach students?"

Mrs. Cui folded his hands and put them in his sleeves, and the same trick was tried and tested:

"If the princess has any opinions, she can tell Your Majesty directly!"

Again! Take! Emperor! Emperor! Press! She!!

She really didn't dare to go to her parents to complain, didn't she?

She's done with it today!