Fu Yu felt that Cang Lin's words were extremely euphemistic enough, after all, even if he wrote all the characters he knew, he might not be able to make up an article.Of course, he couldn't say such words, after all, the young Mr. Su had already frowned.

After listening to Cang Lin's words, Su He turned his head to look at Fu Yu, thought for a while and replied: "This is my negligence. Since your majesty is not good at writing, you can delay this matter a bit. Your majesty can read the text you have read first. Let me tell you in the book, I hope you have a consideration."

"Books you've read?" Fu Yu hesitated.

"Well." Su He said, "The basic bibliography of the Four Books and Five Classics can be ignored, and some other things can be mentioned."

Fu Yu was silent, and after a long while, he stretched out his hand to hold down Cang Lin who was about to rescue him, and said frankly to Suhe: "I haven't read the books Mr. said, and I don't even know many words."

In any case, Su He never expected this to happen. He finally retracted the surprise in his eyes, and then said: "Then write a few words casually, and I will take a look."

This time, Fu Yu couldn't refuse Su He no matter what, so he nodded towards Cang Lin, and let him prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The high-quality rice paper was spread out, and the Langhao pen was also stained with ink, and it was handed over to Fu Yu. Fu Yu took the pen hesitantly, stared at the blank paper for a while, and the ink dripped down the pen tip on the paper, rendering A large block of thick black came out.Fu Yu didn't dare to turn his head, because he felt that the expression of Mr. Su behind him would not be very good.

Over the years, Fuyu has written only a handful of times, and now he is suddenly asked to write something, and he is a little at a loss. He knows that normal people should be able to write a poem or word, but he doesn't have those things in his mind , holding a pen in a daze for a long time, suddenly saw Cang Lin in front of him, thought for a while and wrote the word "Cang Lin" crookedly on the paper.

Cang Lin watched the two characters slowly become complete, and his expression suddenly became extremely complicated. He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yu, and found that he seemed to be very satisfied with the two characters he wrote, with the corners of his mouth hooked. Laughing, he looked at Cang Lin flatteredly: "How is my writing?"

Cang Lin turned his head and saw that Su He's expression could be described as horrible, so he could only get close to Fu Yu, and whispered: "You spelled the word Lin wrong."

Fu Yu raised her eyebrows and stared at the word "Lin" for a while, but she still couldn't see where she made a mistake.Holding the pen, he half-lyed on the paper, never daring to look back at Su He.Before he could think of how to deal with it, he stretched out a hand from behind and pulled the rice paper out of Fu Yu's hand. Before Fu Yu could react, Su He was already holding the paper and wrinkled it tightly. brow.

Fu Yu felt that she was wronged, knowing that she might not be able to pass this Mr. Su's test today, so she could only curl her lips at Cang Lin to express her helplessness.Cang Lin just shook his head, and his eyes fell on Su He again.

There were obviously only two words on the paper, and one of them was still wrong, but Su He held the paper and looked at it for a long time, then turned back and put the paper back on the case, looking at Fu Yu: "In that case, Then Your Majesty should start learning from literacy."

Fu Yu didn't expect that even so, this Mr. Su still didn't give up. He actually didn't want to learn any characters, because just thinking about it felt extremely boring. Every word and deed could be passed back to Chen Yuan's ears, so he had no choice but to respond: "Then, it's all up to Mr. Arrangement."

Facts have proved that Su He is not polite in this kind of matter.He took out a book from the bookshelf that had been idle for Fu Yu, and handed it directly to Fu Yu: "Then start with this book, Your Majesty, try to read it first."

"Oh." Fu Yu took the book, flipped through the pages, and began to read slowly, "The heavens and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is wild, the sun and the moon are full...well, full..."

"Zan, Rixi." As Su He said, he picked up a pen, wrote the word "Zan" on the paper, lowered his eyes, and said lightly, "Continue."

"Oh, the sun and the moon are in full bloom, Chen Su Lie Zhang..." Fu Yu raised his head, covered the book in front of his eyes, and began to read it shaking his head. It was quite decent, but it didn't please Su He, Su He With a straight face, he listened to Fu Yu read a few pages, and a piece of paper was already filled with new words that Fu Yu didn't know.

Su He looked down and said, "That's all for today, Your Majesty, let's read these words again now."

Fu Yu licked her lower lip nervously, poked her head over, and started reading word by word just where Su He's finger was.After reading a page, there was no change in Su He's expression, and he secretly let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had read it correctly.

Su He picked up the paper in his hand, and said, "Your Majesty's current handwriting has no form or form, and he can only practice it from the beginning. In the future, he will not be able to write like this when reviewing memorials."

Fu Yu lowered his head and remained silent. He knew that according to Chen Yuan's plan, he would probably never see the memorial in his life, let alone review it.However, he just thought about it in his heart, and he still responded: "Mr. taught me the lesson."

Su He glanced at him, and handed the paper in Fu Yu's hand: "Although the minister's handwriting is not as good as everyone else's, it should be enough for His Majesty to use as a reference at the beginning. The words on this paper are copied by His Majesty every time." One, I will check it when I come over tomorrow."

"Check?" Fu Yu repeated in a low voice.

Su He nodded: "Since your majesty trusts me, and regards me as my husband, I will naturally do my duty and don't ask to teach your majesty to be a famous king of a generation, but at least I won't be the king of a country without knowing the characters. several."

"I understand." Fu Yu lowered his head slightly, his eyes were vaguely disappointed, but he still nodded towards Su He, and complied with his request.

Seeing his obedient attitude, Su He's frowning eased a little: "If Your Majesty is hardworking enough, these are actually not a problem." He turned his head and glanced at Cang Lin who was on the side with a scrutinizing gaze, and withdrew his gaze , "It's not too early today, I will take my leave first, Your Majesty must not forget to practice calligraphy." After finishing speaking, he saluted Fu Yuduan uprightly before exiting Changle Palace.

Cang Lin kept staring at that Su He until he saw his figure disappear, then turned his head and found that Fu Yu was staring at the piece of paper left by Su He, frowning tightly, with a melancholy face, he couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at?"

Fu Yu turned her head, with a pitiful face: "I'm counting how many words Mr. Su has written, and how long it will take me to finish writing these words today."

Cang Lin twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at Fu Yu: "Then did you figure it out?"

Fu Yu nodded and shook his head again: "I did some calculations, and the result is that I can't finish writing at all."

Cang Lin was silent, he looked at Fu Yu's distressed face, and still reached out and took a pen and handed it to him: "Since the arrangement is arranged, sir, it can be finished, I will grind the ink for you."

Fu Yu knew that he couldn't escape no matter what, so he could only take the pen in Cang Lin's hand with a bitter face, stared at the snow-white rice paper for a while, took a deep breath, and finally wrote down the pen .

Because of Su He's handwriting as a reference, Fu Yu was actually very serious when writing, but after all, his ability was limited, and the handwriting he wrote was crooked and lacked style.

Cang Lin watched from the side as he finished writing a whole word, Yanmo's hand stopped, and couldn't help but say: "According to Mr. Su's level, this word may not catch his eyes, maybe you will be asked to rework tomorrow .”

The corners of Fu Yu's mouth drooped. He glanced at his own handwriting, and then at Su He's handwriting. He also knew that it was too bad. This Su He seemed to be rigorous and meticulous. Can't pay the difference.

Fu Yu raised his hand and scratched his face indiscriminately, but he didn't know that he also rubbed the ink stain on his face, staring at the dark spot and looking at Cang Lin, he said in distress: "But I really It can only be written like this."

Cang Lin lowered his head, carefully read the words written by Fu Yu for a while, then reached out and tapped on the paper: "You start from the first stroke, and write again."

Fu Yu looked up at Cang Lin, nodded, and wrote the pen again. Cang Lin supported his chin, stared intently at each stroke of Fu Yu, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his wrist: "Here, Write this horizontal line first, and then continue to write.”

Fu Yu froze for a moment, then nodded and continued to write according to Cang Lin's words. After writing with only one swipe, he was grabbed by the wrist again. Fu Yu raised his head again. He grabbed Fu Yu's right hand, held Fu Yu's hand and wrote the whole word before letting go.

Cang Lin's palm was slightly cold, so that when he let go of Fuyu's hand, the cold touch still remained on the back of Fuyu's hand. Fuyu stared at the back of his hand in a daze, then remembered to look down at the words on the paper, and said in surprise: " Have you practiced calligraphy before?"

Cang Lin hesitated for a moment but nodded: "I have practiced. I have read all the books that Mr. Su asked you about today, but because I read them myself and no one explained them, so many things are not very clear."

Fu Yu's eyes lit up: "Then you can ask Mr. Su, didn't Chen Yuan say that he has only learned from others?" He turned his head and glanced at the bookshelf over there, "Anyway, I really don't know much about those things. If you are interested, you can read it slowly and ask Mr. Su for advice after reading it."

Cang Lin was a little happy at first, but then he hesitated: "After all, I am just a little eunuch now. Although Mr. Su's official worship of the Hanlin Shizhao is only a vain job, but with his family background and his own knowledge, how can he care about me?" ?”

Fu Yu frowned slightly, thought carefully for a while, and suddenly laughed: "I can ask for you. You can tell me everything you don't understand, and then I will ask Mr. Su. When he explains You can learn by listening."

Cang Lin raised his eyes to look at Fu Yu, Fu Yu saw the clear joy in his eyes, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips: "So, today's handwriting, can you help me write a little bit?"

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