042: Pen wash

The cinnabar just fell asleep in a daze, but where did you hear what the teacher and hypnotic spell-like Li Taifu talking about? At this time, Li Taifu, who had a black face, stood in front of him, staring at him sternly with his eyes, and unconsciously felt a little guilty.

Think about it, Li Taifu is really a melon. Fortunately, he praised his calligraphy so much first, but now he said that he pulled down this face and pulled it down, which really made people speechless about his cold face.

"This..." The cinnabar opened its mouth, but I really didn't know how to answer.

"Lord Li, can I answer on behalf of the cinnabar?" Che Yu smiled like a full three-good student. Li Taifu turned around, his face softened slightly, and nodded slightly.

"A moment later, Lord Li was talking about a poem "Feng Nian" in "Zhou Song" in the Book of Songs," Che Yu, a dead girl, clearly thought about cinnabar. She looked at cinnabar proudly and said, "The rich years are many, and there are also high, trillions and zi. For the sake of wine, for the sake of the ancestors, for the sake of a hundred gifts, for the blessings of the Confucius.

Shouting, the cinnabar quietly curled his lips with disdain, but it's just memorizing a poem. Let's see if the princess will show you my unique skills one day.

"Yes," Li Taifu nodded, closed his back, and slowly walked to Cheyu. "So, Princess Cheyu, please explain the meaning of this poem?"

"This poem depicts a wonderful scene in which people sacrifice their ancestors happily and viantly on the day of harvest, hoping that they will give more blessings." Che Yu replied proudly.

"Very good, very good!" Li Taifu nodded repeatedly and said with relief, "Princess Cheyu is really diligent and eager to learn, and the Empress Wuwang cultivates you!"

Che Yu was praised, and his face was so happy that he exuded joy, but coincidentally, there was a very incongruous sound at this time.

"Huh..."

Although the fine snoring sound is not loud, it is enough to embarrass the current scene. Li Taifu suddenly jumped like thunder and suddenly looked at the birthplace of the sound, but saw that Princess Chengyu was also lying on the table and fell asleep.

Cinnabar couldn't help laughing, thinking that he was holding his head with his hand and pretending to be listening to the class, and Chengyu was really too bold. In this way, he fell asleep on the table and snoring.

"It's the opposite, it's the opposite!" The thin old man was so angry that he knocked hard on the table with a ruler, which made the Princess Chengyu stand up and look around in a panic.

"Your Highness built this book for the blessing of the prince and the relatives of all countries to read poems and books, but some people don't look at Your Highness's heart! Why did you desecrate the emperor's kindness and the saint!" The cinnabar looked stunned at Li Taifu, who was waving the ruler, and thought that the word "crazy" was nothing more than that. He just didn't know where the seemingly thin and bully little old man came from such explosive power that he almost smashed the table. Chengyu covered her ears tightly, and the expression on her face was really unbearable.

"Princess cinnabar, Princess Chengyu, you two should learn more from Princess Cheyu, study hard and progressively!" Li Taifu knocked on the table again and said, "Princess Zhusha, I punished you to wash Princess Cheyu's pen with clear water. Princess Chengyu, you change it for me!"

Wash and change the water for this Cheyu pen?

The cinnabar was greasy. She looked up at the celadon pen washing on the Cheyu table and said, "Lord Li, the pen of Princess Cheyu is washing it clean."

She wanted to follow the next sentence: "Why don't you change the punishment?" However, the Cheyu picked up the brush on the pen holder and rinsed it in the pen wash, and the clarified water immediately stained a large amount of ink.

"It's dirty now." Che Yu laughed so much that the villain won his ambition.

The cinnabar stared at Princess Cheyu for a long time, and then strode forward. He suddenly stretched out his hand and fawned the Cheyu. His whole body leaned back and almost jumped up.

The cinnabar smiled, picked up the pen wash on Princess Cheyu's table, turned around and walked to the door with a smile.

Cheyu looked at the back of Zhu Sha Tingting's departure, and angrily grabbed the rice paper on the table and wrinkled it in her hand.

Cheng Yu rubbed her eyes as if she hadn't fully woken up. Thinking that this girl was also used to being punished, she was neither angry nor annoyed, so she had to walk towards Li Taifu's table. Che Yu grabbed Cheng Yu.

Chengyu turned his head strangely, but saw a strange smile on Cheyu's face, which seemed to be more meaningful.

The old man Li Taifu just knocked on the table more fiercely, which made his weak body cough violently. The little eunuch around him rushed over, served tea and patted his back, and was very busy. The Cheyu narrowed his eyes and turned his head silently to look out of the window.

Outside the open window, there stood a little eunuch in low-quality clothes. After receiving the message from Che Yu, a smile appeared on his face. He only nodded slightly, and then turned around and left silently.

Chengyu opened her mouth in surprise.

It seemed that it had gradually entered the midsummer. The sun outside was dazzling and tight. The cinnabar raised its head and suddenly felt dizzy. I think it's the reason for the lack of sleep... The cinnabar washed the pen tighter and walked to the backyard. There is a small clear spring in the backyard, which was specially ordered by Baishi to lead the spring water in the imperial garden to here, and decorated with exquisite rockery. It flows down slowly like a clear spring in the mountains, winding into a thin stream, moistening the grass. Next to this clear spring is a wooden barrel specially for ink.

The cinnabar looked at the pocket spring, looked at the barrel, and recalled the past in a trance.

In order to cultivate the calligraphy of cinnabar, his father Wang Chimu specially ordered a large jar to be placed in the backyard of the imperial study. This big jar is much taller than the cinnabar. The red wood stood in front of the cinnabar with his hands behind his hands and said to her with a smile, "Little cinnabar, if you can change all the water in this big jar every day, the words will be done."

At that time, the young cinnabar looked at the big jar, and then at his father Wang Chimu. He blinked a pair of big eyes and asked, "If you can practice it well, will you no longer practice it?"

Father Wang Chimu nodded.

"Okay." The cinnabar only points. As the daughter of Hongling, the princess of a big merchant, she is not interested in the rhythm of dance at all, which has to be said to be a very rare thing. However, his father, Wang Chimu, said earlier that even if he doesn't know the rhythm, he should at least choose one of the three among piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Since I can't be good at the first one, I can only work in the second. Cinnabar can't practice the small regular script written by those ladies and celebrities, let alone those hand-tied inscriptions, but only likes bold cursive calligraphy with its own unique style. Obviously, he is such a beautiful person, but he writes such a dragon body, which more or less makes Akagi cry and laugh. But whether this font is in line with the gentleness and virtuousness of the princess in the traditional sense, it is an amazing calligraphy after all, and even the fern mulberry known as Wuzhao's calligraphy is amazing.

The cinnabar slowly grew up, and the big tank was slowly getting shorter. Later, a big tank turned into two, then three, and then four. In the end, many noble ministers scrambled to ask for the cinnabar inscription. Looking at the appearance of cinnabar full of ink pens, Akagi's face showed a gratified smile.

A bitter smile appeared on the lips of the cinnabar, and slowly walked to the edge of the wooden barrel.

Because Baishi has an order, too many people are not allowed to serve in the prince. What's more, Li Taifu has ordered the cinnabar to change the water in person, so that no little eunuchs come to help. The cinnabar poured the ink into the bucket, looked at the bottom of the bucket with only a shallow inch of ink, and couldn't help sighing gently. Thinking of Wuzhao, Xiang'er always went to change the water for the cinnabar. The Xiang'er was afraid that the cinnabar could not finish this large tank of water, and every time he changed the water, he would quietly drop the water in the jar several times. As a result, Akagi was very surprised that he had to practice two hours a day in just one and a half hours. Later, this incident happened in the east window, and Xianger was not allowed to step into the imperial study by Chimu, which made Xianger sad for several days. However, there is nothing he can do. Everyone knows his daughter Mo Ruo's father. Akagi, who has always advocated diligence and thrift, has been the rule of the country. Except for Ren Wuzhao's first talent, Fern Sanglai, as the teacher of cinnabar, he did all the other things himself. Xiang'er's little trick, even if the fern can open one eye and turn the other blind, how can she deceive Akamu's magic eye?

The warm memory of that scene is in front of us, as if it is as clear as what just happened yesterday. However, when the memories gradually dissipated and the reality appeared in front of us, the world had already changed and could never go back.

With a gentle sigh, the cinnabar walked to the edge of the stream. Although this Cheyu is an annoying guy, after all, this exquisite pen wash is not guilty. The cinnabar looked at the beautiful celadon pen wash and knew that it must be a valuable thing.

The cinnabar washed it finely, and then filled it with water. However, at this moment, the cinnabar suddenly felt a little strange behind it. The cinnabar, who often hunts with his father, Akagi, naturally knows this strange omen, which is the arrival of danger and murder. She quickly turned her head, but suddenly felt that her foot was hit hard by something. Her center of gravity was unbalanced, but she fell into the stream before she could even exclaim.

The stream is not deep, but it is enough to make the cinnabar completely wet. The celadon pen fell on the grass and rolled away, but her screams made the prince run to the window and look this way.

"Oh, it's so hot that I'm going to jump into the stream to swim?" Che Yu said with a sneer.

Chengyu's face also burst into a smile. She covered her mouth and looked at the cinnabar struggling to stand up, and she was soaked.

"Come on, come on, go and save the princess!" This punishment is punishable. After all, the imperial relatives are also the imperial relatives. If half of the things happen, it will be Li Taifu who can't eat it. The poor little thin old man was so angry that he couldn't stop coughing, but now his face turned pale and hurriedly waved his hand to save the cinnabar.

What to save!

The cinnabar reached out and wiped the stream on his face, and slowly walked to the shore with a wet skirt. It's just a pen-washing stream. Is it rare to pass through this palace? Since I can go to the sky (climbing trees), I can naturally enter the water (swimming)!

A little eunuch here has been running over in a hurry and wanted to help the cinnabar, but he might as well shout angrily in a cold voice, "Be unbridled!"