[Lu Xiaofeng] Rescue the male supporting role strategy

In fact, Tang Qinchu was not very interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In ancient times, even if he traveled to the world of the famous Chinese writer Gu Longda, there is no love madness and Ai Paide in this world, so it is not much fun.The act of going to the study was only a temporary expression to Gong Jiu: Since I obediently listen to you, please let me live this boring morning with peace of mind.

I despise Gong Jiu, but whether you say Gong Jiu is a teenager, or say Gong Jiu is a pedantic ancient, can't conceal the fact that Gong Jiu is the person who has brought the greatest pears to the early Tang and Qin Dynasties.

In short, if she wants to spend her time safely in the novice area of ​​Taiping Palace, she must try her best to survive under the boss of Gong Jiu.

In this state of mind, Tang Qinchu children's shoes said that in the morning calligraphy and painting class, you should take careful and solid notes. extreme.

then……

Mr. Liu stroked his gray beard and stared at it for a long time, "Princess, what you wrote is really... is it written... crazy?"

Tang Qinchu looked at the graffiti that could barely be called "characters" on the copybook, and smiled wryly: "Sir, you have good eyesight."

She clearly wrote about illness!

Mr. Liu sighed, "To tell you the truth, you are the No.1 person I have met in teaching for so many years, and you are so proficient in writing!"

Mr. Liu is known as Liu Daru. He is well-educated and has taught countless times. He has a lot of peaches and plums all over the world.In addition, the late emperor invited him to serve as an official in the court twice, but he declined politely, which showed his integrity.

It is definitely not something to be happy about being said that by him.

However, she is a time-traveling woman, and the fact that she can be recognized with a radical in this kind of broken characters, does it also prove that her deviation is not serious?

Tang Qinchu also sighed, "Sir, you don't have to save face for Qin Chu. Qin Chu has been living outside since he was a child. It is really the first time he has used a pen these days, but he is still somewhat thirsty for knowledge. I don't want to be proficient, but I want to understand. Qin Chu's aptitude is limited, I hope that Mr. Qin will teach Qin Chu for a while, Qin Chu must work hard to write well, and he will live up to Mr.'s painstaking efforts."

Tang Qinchu looked at Mr. Liu fixedly, for fear that he would not agree.

Mr. Liu is someone who dares to refuse the emperor's invitation, and her status is even lower than a hair on a feather. How can she be taken seriously by him. For Mr. Liu, he can only show his difficulties and desires, and use softness to overcome strength.Although she doesn't like serious books, she is still very interested in those palace affairs and martial arts unofficial history. She must read books to understand what she wants to read.Besides, if even Mr. Liu left, Gong Jiu might let her learn by herself again.

On the other side, Mr. Liu looked at Tang Qinchu and thought to himself: What a little girl, she must be very uncomfortable when she first came to the palace. Is it too demanding to ask a little folk girl in the way I used to be?After thinking about it, Mr. Liu changed his words about strikeout: "The princess don't need to belittle herself. The princess grew up in the private sector since she was a child. Unlike other daughters, it is not easy to speak like this."

Tang Qinchu smiled happily, "Thank you Mr. Liu for your compliment."

Hee hee, this old man is really nice.

Before he knew it, it was lunch time. Tang Qinchu rushed back to Zhong Lingju, and as soon as he entered the boudoir, he sat down at the mahogany table and took a sip from his teacup.

"Princess, you have to pay attention to your image." Fen Ou, who was quite old and stable, said.

Tang Qinchu flexed his wrists and said, "Okay, okay, I'm dying of thirst. Chuan Shan, I want to eat!"

After eating, you need to equip the next level of equipment, the wooden flute!

After the servants removed the bowls and chopsticks, the lotus leaf presented the wooden flute.

Tang Qinchu took over the wooden flute and touched it. As expected of a craftsman in the palace, even the white wooden flute is not rough. Glue is applied to both ends of the flute body, making the flute thicker.

It is good to have power and power, even an ordinary small object can be made so meticulously.

Tang Qinchu put the flute to his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew.

Di-

The melodious flute sounded, and the entire bedroom was bathed in this crisp sound.

Tang Qinchu smiled happily, now she is finally not afraid of Gong Jiu checking her homework, she has a secret weapon.

Since she was inspected for her homework and not for Qin, she was led by the foster mother to the Plum Blossom Forest in Gong Jiulin Qiyuan in the afternoon.

Zhonglingju is no better than Linqi Courtyard. Linqi Courtyard is the courtyard where the Taiping princes lived for generations. It is naturally beautiful, luxurious and extremely graceful. Every drop shows the inviolability of the royal family and nobles.Zhong Lingju is just the place where the female relatives of Prince Taiping usually live. In this age of patriarchy, even a daughter-in-law does not have the dignity of a son, so Zhong Lingju is just exquisite and wonderful, revealing a dexterity. After all, the scenery outside the house is not as good as Linqi Courtyard.

Tang Qinchu walked along the bluestone path and entered the open space in the center of Meilin. He blessed himself slightly, made a salute, and smiled: "I've seen cousin Gong Jiu."

Gong Jiu seemed to see nothing, sitting on the stone bench next to Meilin drinking wine, expressionless.

Tang Qinchu just stood aside, not speaking, holding the flute with his hands hidden in his sleeves, and after a long time, he coughed uncontrollably.

Gong Jiu tilted his head, glanced at Tang Qinchu, "Cousin is here."

Tang Qinchu nodded, and said sarcastically, "I kept my cousin waiting for a long time."

Gong Jiu continued to pour the wine, "That's right, my sister didn't sleep all afternoon and was busy practicing the flute, so I don't have the time to pay attention to the time. It's normal to be late."

Tang Qinchu didn't care and smiled.

The entire Taiping Prince's Mansion is Gong Jiu's domain, and if he wants to know something, someone will naturally line up to tell him, and he doesn't even need to inquire.

Gong Jiu chuckled, "Cousin, you can start."

In an instant, the entire plum forest was silent, and the spring breeze came with warmth, gently lifting the blue dresses of Tang and Qin Chu, and interweaving them into a vibrant dream against the tender green grass. Like drops, Tang Qinchu's fingers lightly shifted on the flute, and the leisurely sound of the flute pierced through the infinite spring, as if unfolding a painting revealing vitality... Volume?

Tang Qinchu danced and danced, sometimes leaning over and bowing his head, sometimes standing upright and unrestrained, completely forgetting himself, um, but... this rhythm seems to be a little fast and not quite right.

If Gong Jiu was also a member of the time-traveling sentient beings at this time, he would definitely be able to tell what Tang Qinchu was blowing at this time.

It is a brainwashing divine comedy, the soundtrack of square dancing, and [the most dazzling national style] with strong passion.

The boundless sky is my love~ Flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills~ What kind of rhythm is the most swaying~ What kind of singing is the most joyful~~!

At this time, Tang Qinchu wished he had six hands and two mouths, so that he could play the flute, sing, and dance in the square at the same time. It would be so high-end and classy, ​​glamorous and noble.

Of course, her face is full of concentration now, and the movements of twisting her waist are too far from the image of a lady in her own mind. Even in modern times, outsiders will have to praise her when they see her demeanor: what a crazy girl The snake spirit that escaped from the hospital.