How to dress like a prince

Mr. Wu walked to the middle of the circle of seats, and everyone sat down one by one.The story of Wei Yunzhi studying with the princes began from then on.

"Where did you talk about yesterday?"

"Speaking of... talking of... well, here?"

"No, turn five pages later! Fourth Highness, Fourth Highness!"

"..."

Wei Yunzhi laughed at Wei Qingzhi in his heart and at the same time felt a little sympathetic, he kept his eyes and hands, looked at his page number, and turned to what they learned yesterday.

Mr. Juebi's "Great Stone Talk", the teacher asked Wei Yunzhi to read it himself, but he didn't explain it to him in detail.

"Your Highness Sixth, come and read it."

"it is good."

Wei Yunzhi straightened his back, sat on the seat, held the book in both hands, and read every word carefully.

"Okay."

Before reading half of it, Mr. Wu interrupted Wei Yunzhi.

Mr. Wu continued where he explained yesterday, and Wei Yunzhi followed the lecture, jotting down a few notes from time to time.It was roughly the same as what he understood, with occasional differences.

People should not be judged by their appearance.Although Mr. Wu does not suit his eyes, Wei Yunzhi has to admit that he has real talents and learning, otherwise he would not be qualified to be the teacher of several princes.

"It's getting late, Your Highnesses, let's go for lunch."

"Sir go slow."

Wei Yunzhi stood up with everyone and sent Mr. Wu away, and then was dragged by Wei Qingzhi and ran out of the study first.

"Hey, slow down! Fourth brother, let go!"

"Oh, let me take you to the place to eat first, otherwise can you know Dao'er? Let's go, the fourth brother will take you there!"

Wei Yunzhi looked back, and the brothers were all looking at them and smiling.Li Mao stood behind the crowd, Wei Yunzhi couldn't see him.

The lunch was very rich, but it was a pity that the weather was too hot, Wei Yunzhi felt a little tight in the chest and out of breath, and couldn't eat after a few mouthfuls of soup.

Li Mao was sitting with a few companions, and he didn't see any communication with them. He only knew how to pick up vegetables and grilled rice, and they finished eating in a while.

"Everyone take your time, I will take my leave first."

"Oh, Brother Li, go slowly."

Wei Yunzhi was so worried that he had nowhere to hide, when a cool breeze came from behind him, when he looked back, it was Li Mao.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Eat it, you eat."

"I can't eat anymore, it's so hot..."

"I'll fan you, you can eat a few more bites, there's still class in the afternoon."

"kindness."

Wei Qingzhi saw Li Mao go to Wei Yunzhi's side from a distance, and he couldn't get used to this little slave who was always clinging to his brother.Wei Yunzhi was the best friend with him when he was a child, but then somehow he became estranged, and he and this little slave have always been as close as if they were wearing the same pair of pants.

Wei Qingzhi was secretly jealous, and didn't know how to deal with Li Mao who made him feel uncomfortable.

I thought that the morning class would continue in the afternoon, but the group went elsewhere instead.

There was already a dedicated teacher waiting in the classroom, who taught painting in the afternoon.Wei Yunzhi felt more and more that he was thinking things too simply, but he didn't expect that everyone had learned much more than him.

"Has the Sixth Highness learned it before?"

"No." If the drawing classes in kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school in my previous life are also counted.

"Okay then, please ask His Highness the Sixth Highness to draw a random picture first. The rest of the princes can draw a picture with the dot method taught in the last class."

Li Mao rubbed Wei Yunzhi's ink, Wei Yunzhi dipped his pen, but couldn't write it for a long time.It's not that he wants to draw something out of the ordinary to be a blockbuster, it's just that he doesn't have that kind of artistic cells all over his body, and painting is really not suitable for him.

The afternoon passed quickly, and painting was just a labor-intensive thing.

As the dusk fell, everyone finished their paintings one after another. Even Wei Qingzhi, who couldn't sit still the most, sat quietly for an entire afternoon and drew a picture seriously, not to mention what it was, whether it was good or not .

Wei Yunzhi was still drawing something slowly, thin sweat gathered on his forehead, not much, but his concentration and a little nervousness could be seen.

Li Mao has been standing behind Wei Yunzhi, stepping up to rub ink for him from time to time, never taking his eyes off his drawing paper.

The painter let the completed princes leave one by one, and finally Wei Yunzhi was left.

The painter didn't bother, just sat aside and drank tea quietly. When the little eunuch changed the fourth cup of tea, Wei Yunzhi let out a long breath and slowly put down his pen.

Wei Yunzhi showed the drawing paper to the painter, the painter looked at the painting, then at Wei Yunzhi, frowning and left.

On the paper, a few dark sunflowers are placed in a vase staggeringly.

Wei Yunzhi was very depressed, it was getting dark, he was tired and hungry, and he didn't even bother to walk.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

"Oh...go slowly."

Li Mao didn't speak, and continued to walk with a measured pace, much faster than ordinary people.On Li Mao's back, Wei Yunzhi drooped his head, his eyes were dazed, and he blinked from time to time.

"I don't know the goods, but those are Van Gogh's sunflowers!"

"what?"

"Is my painting ugly just now?"

"Not ugly."

"Really?"

Wei Yunzhi was in high spirits, Li Mao was the best at lying, and his tone didn't seem to be perfunctory at all.

"kindness."

"Then tell me, what a good idea."

Li Mao paused, not being ugly doesn't mean good looking.

"The flowers are... unique."

"... Oh! I see, none of you have ever seen a sunflower! No wonder, that guy must be a realist, thinking that I drew an abstract thing to fool him. Originally, the thing about painting is about a Artistic conception, it’s enough to get the meaning, why bother! Don’t you think so?”

"kindness."

"Li Mao, let me down, I'll go by myself!"

"It's okay, I'll carry you on my back."

"Then hurry up, I'm starving to death!"

"it is good."

Blessings are unparalleled until misfortunes never come singly.

A hit doesn't stop you from being hit just because you've just been hit. Wei Yunzhi's second day can be said to be in dire straits.

The riding and archery taught in the morning is still in the state of practicing archery.

Wei Yunzhi has been notoriously sick since he was born in the womb, not to mention the impractical things like piercing through Yang with a hundred steps and shooting with a hundred shots, he can't even draw the bow uniformly customized by the princes.When the old Qiwei Xingzhi shot Qihuan, Wei Yunzhi deeply felt ashamed in front of his brothers.

In the afternoon, I teach playing the piano.

Wei Yun's heart is so tired, why don't a group of old men come to play the piano?Isn't that something only girls learn?What do you call him?Gently gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again, is it the first six after the neon clothes?No, no, that's playing the pipa...

"Your Highness?"

"Li Mao, tell me, am I mentally handicapped?"

"What is mental retardation?"

"Retarded, it is a very weak but very intelligent person."

O__O...

"His Highness is very wise, not weak, His Highness is a man of strong wisdom."

"Hahahaha... Li Mao, I found out that you are so good at talking!"

"It's all true."

"I'm happy just because it's the truth. It's rare to have someone like you!"

"As long as His Highness is happy."

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By the way, why is Changsha so hot? Doesn’t it mean that it’s raining in the south? The temperature shouldn’t be so high /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~