Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

In the next few days, An Jinshu worked hard at home practicing calligraphy in addition to going to school. Because of Sheng Huaian's unintentional smile, she had no rest for several days.

One morning, she went to hand in her homework. Perhaps she had scrawled her words in a hurry the night before, which made Sheng Huaian laugh out loud when she saw it. Although the other party only laughed, An Jinshu still took it to heart.

After she came back, she felt that she couldn't do it. As the saying goes: "A word is like a face. If you can't use the words, you will make people laugh in the future."

Although her carefully written handwriting is passable, it is still far from that of someone with good handwriting.

Among the young ladies from aristocratic families, she was considered inferior in terms of chess, calligraphy, and painting. Thinking of this, An Jinshu suddenly realized that she could no longer waste time like this. She had to practice calligraphy hard, chess, calligraphy, and painting, so as not to lose her guardianship in Kyoto in the future. People from the government.

So she practiced every day and every moment. She had practiced for two hours today, but when she lowered her head, she could not find a satisfactory word among the dense papers.

She sat down a little discouraged and asked Hongli to pour herself a cup of hot tea.

Hong Li handed the hot tea to her, and then tidied up the messy papers on the desk. Looking at the dense handwriting, he looked at An Jinshu's already red fingertips. Hong Li felt distressed and advised: "Miss, you are like this. You’ll tire yourself out.”

"You go to school during the day, practice calligraphy after school, and practice martial arts with the young master at night. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to survive."

An Jinshu took a sip of hot tea and smiled: "Nothing, I'm energetic and can persevere."

She put the empty cup back on the table and was about to pick up a pen when her eyes caught sight of two calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

One calligraphy and painting depicts flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, and the lines are full of arrogance and unruliness. Another calligraphy and painting has square fonts and beautiful handwriting. The two calligraphy paintings were written by two people, which also shows the difference between their owners.

Although An Jinshu didn't want to admit it, he honestly stared at the dancing calligraphy and painting for a long time and refused to move away.

She sighed quietly, that's all, even though she didn't want to, all she could ask for now was him.

Taking someone's strengths to make up for their weaknesses, how could she, a beggar, have the right to dislike her master, and it was still unclear whether the master would be willing to teach her as his apprentice.

After looking around the room, An Jinshu's eyes did not miss any valuable object, but after looking around, she felt something was wrong, so she immediately stood up and took out a sachet from the sewing basket.

The sachet was embroidered out of boredom in her spare time. The pattern is simple but not fancy, so it is suitable as a gift for a man.

But isn’t it a little too shabby to just give you a sachet? After all, she was asking for something from someone this time, which was a bit stingy.

Just at this time, Luluo opened the curtain and entered the room: "Miss, someone is visiting."

An Jinshu was confused, she didn't receive the invitation.

"who is it?"

"Mother Yang, who is with Madam, brought her here. She said she is the daughter of the Recorder."

Du Die? An Jinshu was the first to think of this person, but she had clearly given her the incense recipe, and he had not interacted with her recently. What was the reason for this sudden visit?

But since everyone has arrived in front of her house, she has no reason to block the door and refuse to let them in: "Luluo, go and bring the people in, and thank Mama Yang for the trip."

Luluo worked very quickly and led the people into the house in a short while.

As soon as the other party entered the room, she exclaimed: "Sister An, your room smells so good, and the furnishings in this room are so beautiful."

An Jinshu sat on the imperial concubine's couch and watched the other party look up and down her room. Seeing that the time was almost up, she said, "Why is Miss Du visiting the place at such an hour?"

When she opened her mouth, the other person immediately started crying.

An Jinshu was speechless. Why are you crying? She has done nothing with her conscience.

An Jinshu's eyes signaled Hong Li to come forward and take a look. Hong Li understood what he meant and stepped forward and asked, "Miss Du, why are you crying like this? If you have anything to say, you might as well say it."

Du Die's eyes were red from crying, her pear blossoms covered with rain looked so pitiful: "I, I'm afraid that if I say it, I'll make Sister An a joke."

"What did Miss Du say? Since you came to see my lady, you definitely didn't come with the intention of crying all night."

Du Die, who had a poisonous mouth and was choked with words, could not say a word and could only shed tears.

An Jinshu was a little unhappy when he saw this. If you have something to do, just tell him something. If you don't have something to do, just leave. It's nothing to go to someone else's house and cry.

"If Miss Du doesn't say anything, I will see you off. It's getting late and I'm tired." An Jinshu issued the eviction order without any politeness. Du Die finally panicked and wiped his tears to explain the reason.

It turned out that she had a quarrel with her family and ran away in anger, but she didn't know where she was going. She finally came to the Governor's Mansion to find An Jinshu, hoping to ask An Jinshu to take her in for one night.

Needless to say, An Jinshu would not accept this kind of thing casually. Not to mention the girl who recorded the incident, even an ordinary commoner would not be able to take her in for no reason. It would not be easy to take him in and make her look sexy, but she would also ask others to tell her. She would definitely not do it if she made irresponsible remarks.

She told Du Die that she would send someone back to inform her family. If her family agreed, she could take her in for one night because they were classmates. If her family did not agree, she hoped Du Die would not be embarrassed. she.

Du Die nodded to agree with her approach.

The boy who went to the Recorder's Mansion came back soon and said that the Recorder knew about it and asked An Jinshu to take Du Die in for the night until she could figure it out tomorrow and return home on her own.

An Jinshu didn't expect that Du Lu was so indifferent. She even sent someone to ask him if he really didn't understand such an obvious approach or was she expressing it too vaguely?

But since everyone in the other party's family knew about An Jinshu, he reluctantly agreed to Du Die to take her in for the night. It was getting late now, and it was not appropriate to send her out. It would only be one night, and it would be over as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them. It's not a big deal.

But she didn't expect that her soft-hearted decision would almost cause a big disaster.

In the middle of the night, An Jinshu was sleeping soundly when there was a hurried knock on the door, and then An Jinshu was woken up.

"Yanyan, Yanyan." Qu's voice was stern, and her face was a little panicked.

"Aniang? Why are you here? Is it dawn?" An Jinshu rubbed his eyes and looked outside the door half asleep. It was still dark.

"Don't sleep Yanyan, let me ask you where is Du Die?"

As soon as Du Die An Jinshu woke up, she knew something was wrong when she looked at the anxious red carp at the door of the house.

"I don't know, my daughter arranged her in the room next door before going to bed. What's wrong with her?"

Hong Li stepped forward quickly: "Miss, Miss Du is missing."

"Disappeared?" An Jinshu looked at the red carp: "How could such a good person disappear?"

Hong Li knelt down and replied: "Half an hour ago, Miss Du came out and said that she wanted to pay tribute, and asked the servant where the court room was. The slave thought that she was in a hurry tonight and did not prepare a bowl for her, so she took people there. , the servant was guarding Miss Du from a distance, but after waiting for half a cup of tea, no one was there. The servant felt something was wrong and went to check, but found that there was no one in the guest's room at all, and Miss Du disappeared from the guest's room. "