There's A Beauty

You Shu was feeling grateful that she had escaped from the wolf den of the Wang family, but the boy had already opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and walked over step by step.But he still failed, and was bounced away by some invisible force after a few feet away.The girl was afraid that he would float away, so she quickly dragged him back.The two ghosts circled around the pavilion in a hurry, baring their teeth and claws, punching and kicking, but they never dared to approach.

What did Wang Tianyou do to the siblings?To make them want to eat him raw?Youshu was curious, but she didn't intend to meddle in other people's business.Although the Wang family abandoned him, he had no intention of going back for revenge.Repaying kindness with kindness and repaying grievances with straightness, Youshu always pays attention to fairness in doing things. The Wang family ignores him, and he also treats the Wang family as a stranger.If the Wang family insisted on killing him, he would do so.

While thinking about it, everyone in the pavilion began to recite poems and paint.Wang Tianyou could speak at the age of one, write poems at the age of three, was admitted as a scholar at the age of nine, and became the youngest Juren of the Ming Dynasty at the age of 15. He was known as a peerless child prodigy in Beijing.When it comes to calligraphy and painting, he ranks second, no one in the room dares to take the first place, even the oldest ones are silent and just look at him.

Wang Tianyou was not humble either, so he asked his maid to spread out a piece of snow-white rice paper, and wrote a parallel essay by hand.To put it bluntly, parallel prose is nothing more than a word game, limited by the format, it is difficult to express deep meaning and rich content, but it uses allusions and piles up rhetoric to achieve the purpose of showing off literary talent.But today's literati are never tired of it. Whoever can write a poem of class fragrance and song beauty will be famous in Beijing in a short time.

Before Wang Tianyou finished writing, the onlookers were already full of admiration, and some people shook their heads and chanted, with a very intoxicated expression.After the last word fell, he smiled lightly and cupped his hands, "Please correct me."

The two little ghosts became more and more unwilling, roaring and crying, blood and tears gradually flowed from their eyes, obviously hating to the extreme.Would anyone be able to say those kind words if they could have seen the horrific scene?Youshu lowered her eyes and curled her lips.

When the ink was completely dry, everyone rushed to pass on this article. After reading it, the Duke of Wei handed it to his old friend, and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness's article was also a masterpiece in Beijing. Now that ten years have passed, it is time to read it." Look at the level of the younger generation."

Ji Changye only glanced at him and then waved his hands, "It's just me, it's fine if you don't look at it." Regardless of the relationship between the Wang family and the fourth prince, or Wang Tianyou's attitude towards him, he is Wang Xiangqian's bastard, and Wang Xianggan worked hard for the mother and son. If you suppress Youshu and the Song family, he will not have the slightest affection for them.

But a little?Wang Tianyou has never met such a bad judge in the literary world, and immediately asked sharply, "Is it unfair for His Highness to break his mouth before he finished reading it? Please read it carefully before correcting him."

"This hall has not returned to Beijing for a long time, but the people in Beijing have forgotten that this hall has the ability of never forgetting. Correct me? You don't have the qualifications, but my younger brother can ask you for advice." Ji Changye will stand behind him The boy who ate the pastry pulled him over, and said in a warm voice, "Youshu, teach the prince well."

Youshu quickly wrapped the pastry, put it back in her sleeve pocket, and earnestly promised, "Master, don't worry, I will teach the prince to be a good man." He will definitely go all out for the master's order.

Ji Changye gently wiped the cake crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "How many times have I said, don't call me the master of the palace, call me brother."

"Good master." You Shu pursed her lips and squeezed out two small dimples.

Seeing Wei Shizi holding back his smile, Ji Changye had the urge to touch his forehead.In his mind, Youshu was no longer a servant, but his closest person, but no matter how many times he reminded him, Youshu was still unwilling to change her title, as if she liked the word "master" very much.Forget it, let him go.

Ji Changye barely suppressed the urge to poke the boy's dimples, stood up, and personally laid out the rice paper and polished the ink for him.If Wang Tianyou is a peerless child prodigy, what should you call Youshu who can learn anything?Today, he wanted to show these people what it means to be a "frog at the bottom of a well" and what it means to be "a mountain is as high as a mountain".

Youshu barely had to think, dipped the pen in the ink and started writing.He has been with Ji Changye since he was a child, and his fonts have long been subtly resembling each other. The wild grass with iron paintings and silver hooks is set off by the articles of spring flowers and algae, which can be described as complementing each other, and the title is gorgeous and solid.

"Wu Hua Tian Bao, Long Guang shot at the market of Niu Dou; outstanding people, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's couch... Well, well! The opening chapter is magnificent, and the jade sits on the ground! Good writing, I have only seen it in my life, and it is second to none! "Others were still immersed in astonishment, but Wei Shizi was overwhelmed.

If Wang Tianyou's article is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, then this Fu is unique in the world, and there is no one who has come.Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that ten years later, the third prince still has not lost the prestige of the first son of the Empress Yuan, and there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers around him, and talents emerge in large numbers.

Wang Tianyou's cheeks flushed, he looked at the Fu on the table, then at the third prince and the young man who were not paying attention, and left with his sleeves thrown away.

"Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. I didn't expect that the so-called leader of the three young masters in the capital could not afford to lose, and his temperament is really narrow. Forget it, Youshu, let's go." Ji Changye led the boy away slowly .He knew that Youshu was very talented and was improving every day. If he hadn't refused to take the imperial examination, what would happen to Wang Tianyou now?

Youshu took out the cake and continued to eat, but she was thoughtful.Just now, Wang Tianyou's personal servant girl has been staring at him, and when she left, she turned her head frequently, with a surprised expression on her face, has she discovered her background?Because he had something in his heart, he felt a little bit uninspired when eating vegetarian food, so he hastily picked up two bowls of rice and gave up.Ji Changye only thought that he was touched by the Wang family, so he called him aside and comforted him softly, and fell asleep with his arms around him again.

When she got up again, Youshu was much more normal, which made Ji Changye secretly laugh.The past 15 years have really been a long time, just like when I was a child, as long as I eat enough, wear warm clothes, and sleep well, I will be happy and happy without any worries.But that's okay, this is the Youshu he likes.

Youshu had just put on her clothes, and before she had time to put on her shoes, she stood barefoot on the tufted flower carpet, with her ankle-length black hair hanging over her shoulders, against the wet eyes that hadn't woken up yet, she looked like a lost girl The child is quite lovable.Ji Changye put one arm around his slender waist, and the other hand hooked his legs, picked him up and weighed him, and said with a smile, "My family Youshu seems to have lost weight recently, it seems that I have to go back early to mend it, otherwise I will lose weight." If you eat vegetarian food, you will only lose weight."

Although Youshu was heartless, Ji Changye did not dare to let the boy stay with the Wang family for a long time.After all, he was a child raised by himself. Seeing him absent-minded and unhappy, Ji Changye felt very distressed. If it weren't for the old friend here, he wished he could go back home immediately.

Youshu hugged the young man's neck reflexively. There was no smile on her face, but two small dimples appeared faintly on the side of her cheeks. She habitually approached and rubbed the young man's smooth chin with the tip of her nose.The two have been together day and night for ten years, and they don't think much of it, but in the eyes of others, this kind of behavior is a bit too intimate.In particular, the young man still has such a face that is as bright as spring flowers and as bright as the autumn moon, and his clothes are disheveled, which is easy to make people daydream.

Master Xuanming, the abbot of the Bodhi Temple, and the third prince are friends who have forgotten years, so they went straight to the door without handing over the invitation. After seeing the scene inside the house, he hurriedly looked away and said, "It seems that the poor monk came at a bad time?"

"Where, please come in, Master." Ji Changye immediately put You Shu down, and said apologetically, "Master, please wait a moment." As he spoke, he helped the boy put on his shoes and socks, and tied his hair.

Master Xuanming felt even more embarrassed. He didn't want to leave or stay, so he put his palms together and said a word of Buddha.Fortunately, Ji Changye has a lot of experience in taking care of children, and soon Youshu will be tidy and let him go out to play by himself.Youshu didn't dare to go, pushed open the window of the room, pointed to the stone table outside the courtyard, "I'm eating snacks outside, the master can see me as soon as he raises his eyes."

The young man has been clinging to himself since he was a child, and he can't get rid of him even if he chases him away. This always annoys Ji Changye, but it also moves him from time to time.Having experienced the pain of losing his mother and being betrayed by his relatives, he has long since lost all expectations for people's hearts.He can use the gentlest mask to do the cruelest thing, but he is repeatedly defeated by Youshu's careless words or a casual hug.

Perhaps others would be annoyed by the persistent entanglement of the young man, but Ji Changye was not among them.In fact, he liked Youshu's dependence on him very much. It was because of this dependence that Ji Changye, who had fallen into the abyss of self-denial, regained his confidence.When the whole world was trying to obliterate his existence, a person suddenly appeared who could only survive by clinging to him. The frozen traveler had no other choice but to rush towards a flame when he encountered a flame.

He nodded the tip of the young man's nose, and said fondly, "Go, don't eat too much, or you will have diarrhea again."

Youshu remembered the last time he ate the wrong food and had vomiting and diarrhea, which caused the young man to take care of himself for a whole night without sleep, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

"I see." He nodded and stepped out of the room.Ah Da and Ah Er immediately brought several plates of pastries and put them on the stone table.

Master Xuan Ming seldom intervened in ordinary matters, although he felt that the relationship between the two was not normal, he acted as if he didn't notice it, and extended his hand to invite the little friend to have a chat.The two sat by the window and slowly placed the chess pieces.Youshu cultivated her spiritual strength while gnawing on walnut cakes.

A moment later, a middle-aged servant woman walked back and forth outside the courtyard door, seemingly unintentionally, but glanced at the boy's face from time to time.After walking seven or eight times, she looked serious, as if she had confirmed something, and then rushed away.After half a cup of tea time, another middle-aged servant woman came and beckoned, "Little brother, my wife sent the third prince a basket of fruits and vegetables. They were all freshly picked from the village. Come and pick them up." Pick it up."

Hearing that there was something to eat, Youshu immediately stood up, calculated the distance between the gate of the courtyard and her master, it was obviously more than 20 meters, so she hesitated.