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Guan Tong's heart was beating wildly, but her face was calm.She found that she was now more and more used to this duplicity.

Guan Tong looked at Wei Nanfeng, and said respectfully: "Return to the saint, the slaves are not talented, and they stumble on such documents, and they have tried their best."

Wei Nanfeng stroked his chin, as if thinking about it.

Seeing Wei Nanfeng's appearance, Guan Tong felt a little drummed, she always felt that Wei Nanfeng was probing something.She introspected for a while, and her etiquette has become more and more thoughtful recently, so she shouldn't have revealed any flaws, right?

What's more, the avant-garde kid seems to have suffered from the "sister" before, so it should not be so easy to believe.

And Wei Nanfeng clapped his palms, and said, "Bring my vermilion pen."

Immortal Guangzhi, who had been waiting outside for a long time, answered yes, and immediately asked someone to fetch it, and quickly took the pen and ink.Immortal Guangzhi didn't pretend to be someone else, and respectfully sent it to the table, without raising his head, and then retreated respectfully.He fully showed Guan Tong what a servant around the emperor should behave, which made Guan Tong's confident self-examination immediately dry up, full of uncertain doubts.

He raised his eyes to look at Wei Nanfeng every now and then, and occasionally couldn't help teasing Wei Nanfeng, this brat wouldn't be really suspicious, would he?

But when Guan Tong saw that the brush was delivered, she felt relieved again—as a modern person, she can proudly declare that she has long since abandoned the traditional Chinese calligraphy.

"You come to comment for me."

Sure enough, Wei Nanfeng spoke.

Guan Tong smiled slightly, full of confidence: "Return to Your Majesty, servants will not."

Wei Nanfeng raised his eyes: "No way, how did you pass the test questions in the internal literature center? Could it be that someone is favoritism?"

Guan Tong choked, and had no choice but to blink again: "The handwriting of this servant is very ugly..."

"Just write one for me to see." Wei Nanfeng thought for a while, "The memorial says that Shan Yu died, and the successor prince intends to lead the four ministries, so let's write Shan Yu's list."

Guan Tong had no choice but to pick up a pen and write a single word, distorted, trembling, and the horizontal lines written as if earthworms were crawling, it was simply horrible.Guan Tong looked at it herself and felt ugly. She really didn't want to show Wei Nanfeng, so she fell silent for a while.Wei Nanfeng, on the other hand, couldn't wait, walked over and took a look.

"puff."

The laughter drew Guan Tong's murderous stare back.

"Yes..." Wei Nanfeng almost subconsciously wanted to apologize, but she quickly held back, coughed, and raised her chin slightly, "I can't do it like you."

Guan Tong felt his hands warm up. It turned out that Wei Nanfeng held her hand and led her to draw on the paper: "I will teach you."

Wei Nanfeng was taller than Guan Tong, and Guan Tong felt as if his whole body was wrapped by Wei Nanfeng.The cool scent of cedar on the opponent's body trapped Guan Tong completely.

Guan Tong's hand was drawn by Wei Nanfeng, strokes on the paper.

The scene seemed familiar.

The former regent did not want Wei Nanfeng to learn hyphenation, and deliberately did not send anyone to teach him. Guan Tong taught him in his dream.

At that time, Guan Tong was still young, and he was at the stage where he could understand traditional Chinese characters but could not write them.She first memorized how to write in real life, and then held Wei Nanfeng's hand in her dream, teaching her to write stroke by stroke.

The hall in the dream connects the two of them, but there are many restrictions in reality, for example, the books that Guan Tong has memorized cannot be changed, and there are also pens and inks. Perhaps because of Guan Tong's own reasons, the hard pens instead of the brushes appeared.Guan Tong's hard-tipped pen can write well, but Chinese characters are a text with structural aesthetics, and unfamiliar traditional characters are also crooked when written.

So Guan Tong had no choice but to take Wei Nanfeng to learn crooked traditional characters, so that he could learn to read and write.

Back then, Wei Nanfeng was still a small, round ball, held in front of him by Guan Tong, his tiny hands couldn't even hold the pen holder, so he had to rely on Guan Tong to wrap his hands around Wei Nanfeng's small hands. Make gestures on paper.

"Start the pen and press it obliquely, lower left and higher right." Guan Tong led Xiaotuanzi to write while reciting a nursery rhyme about children learning to write.

In the hall where there were only the two of them.In that long time.The two of them leaned together like this countless times, and Guan Tong led Wei Nanfeng, with a clear girlish voice, which gradually changed into a mature female voice.

It's just that the tenderness never faded away.

It was the light in Wei Nanfeng's heart since he was a child.

It is a harbor where you will want to snuggle as long as you lean back.

And now, in this cool wind full of the prelude to summer, in this slowly rising breath of scorching air.It was still the two of them, but everything was reversed again.It was Wei Nanfeng who held Guan Tong in his arms, a scene that Wei Nanfeng had imagined countless times in his dreams.

For a moment, the two of them couldn't tell whether this place was a dream or reality. It was quiet and silent, as if they had returned to the hall where there were only the two of them.

"elder sister……"

Wei Nanfeng couldn't help lowering his head, her murmured words rang in Guan Tong's ears.

Guan Tong seemed to hear a thunderstorm ringing in her ears, she shook her body, and the pen and ink drew a long slanted line on the paper.Both of them woke up immediately, Guan Tong's hand was hanging on the paper, still trembling, her trembling was transmitted to Wei Nanfeng's palm, Wei Nanfeng couldn't help but squeeze Guan Tong's hand tightly.

For a moment neither of them spoke.

A silent, strange atmosphere is slowly brewing.

Guan Tong felt that what surrounded him was not the cedar with a slightly cool smell, but a steaming active volcano.The heat was churning, as if to burn Guan Tong himself.

"...Have you learned it?" Wei Nanfeng said, the next moment, she took a step back, her voice was a little hoarse, and she looked at Guan Tong deeply.She let go of her hand, with a look of reluctance, and her fingertips swept across the back of Guan Tong's hand, causing a series of ripples.

Guan Tong held his breath, but couldn't get rid of the touch on the back of his hand.After confirming that Wei Nanfeng had finally receded, Guan Tong took a deep breath, feeling fresh breath surrounding him again, as if his whole body had come alive again.

Hearing Wei Nanfeng's words, Guan Tong nodded indiscriminately, and was about to put down his pen.She was still a little confused, these actions, these ambiguous expressions, are they also a kind of stand-in game?

However, she is a substitute for her sister, why would she behave like this?

Guan Tong bit his lower lip.

Or are you just thinking wildly?In reality, Girls' Generation was occupied by Wei Nanfeng, and Guan Tong, who had to lie in bed and wait to die when she fell ill when she was young enough to play, was almost scratching her head.

On the contrary, Wei Nanfeng replied quickly, coughing lowly, and said, "Then write one for me to see."

Are you the devil?

Guan Tong immediately put the entanglement behind him, stared at Wei Nanfeng, and gritted his teeth: "Saint, this servant only learned it once."

"Well, writing requires more practice." Wei Nanfeng smiled.

Guan Tong took a deep breath, turned her head to pick up the pen, her hands were still shaking, and when writing, she subconsciously picked up the pen.But she soon realized that something was wrong, and she elongated the point abruptly, turning it into a vertical line, and wrote a crooked word with uneven left and right sides.After she finished writing, she looked down, feeling horrible, and was trying to find an excuse.

At this time, Immortal Guangzhi's voice sounded outside the door: "Saint, Master Lin is asking to see you."

Lin Yun must have something important to report when he left and returned.

Guan Tong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and looked at Wei Nanfeng eagerly.Wei Nanfeng groaned, his eyes moved away from the word Guan Tong wrote, and then he raised his head: "Xuan."

Guan Tong then said: "The servant has retired."

After Wei Nanfeng hummed, Guan Tong hurriedly retreated.Seeing Immortal Guangzhi and Lin Yun when she went out, she subconsciously smiled at them and walked out without them.

After walking not far, I heard Lin Yun's emotional voice: "Now Mrs. Guan is the most popular person in the hearts of saints. In the past, we couldn't help but come and go."

Immortal Guangzhi was not as careless as Lin Yun, he coughed lowly: "National teacher, be careful with your words."

Lin Yun smiled, she suddenly calculated with her fingers, frowned, and patted Guangzhixian on the shoulder again: "Young supervisor, I just had a sudden inspiration, calculated with your fingers, you may be unlucky in the near future, you must Be careful."

The veins on Guangzhixian's forehead twitched, looked at Lin Yun, and silently expressed the meaning of "I have reason to suspect that you are taking revenge on me".

Lin Yun shook his head, sighed again, and then opened the door and entered.

Immortal Guangzhi's face turned dark, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask, but Lin Yun had already entered, so he could only hold back his words, and began to think about whether something went wrong with him recently.At this moment, a secret guard came to report: "Young Prison, the matter that the saint asked to investigate, I have already got some clues."

Guangzhi paused, he frowned, looked around, and then gestured to the dark guard.Seeing this, the dark guard moved closer to Immortal Guangzhi's ear and whispered.

Here, Lin Yun pushed the door and saw Wei Nanfeng holding a piece of paper to examine it carefully.She leaned over curiously, only to see an extremely ugly word.Lin Yun opened her mouth, and suddenly had a bad premonition, so she quickly closed her mouth, cupped her hands and said, "Saint, all the people imprisoned in the palace have already left the palace."

Wei Nanfeng put down the paper slowly, and hummed: "Then Wang Hezhi should know about the matter brought up by the Ministry of War today."

"I'm afraid the three provinces will be turned upside down tomorrow." Lin Yun couldn't help laughing.

Among the three provinces, the Zhongshu Province and the Menxia Province have the closest relationship. The Zhongshu Province is in charge of decision-making, while the Menxia Province is in charge of reviewing and refuting. All important military and state affairs are determined in advance by the Zhongshu Province and drafted as edicts. Hand it over to the next province for deliberation, and then Fu Shangshu province will issue it for execution.Although Wang Hezhi is a Minister of the Ministry of Finance, he does not seem to have the power to make decisions, but the Ministry of Finance is the actual collection of administration. "Hundred Officials" has a saying that "the various states plan to reach the capital, and the size of the matter is the key. Fanfu, Yi, Passes and ultimatums must be dispatched to the capital province. Those who are undecided in the world's major affairs will all go to Shangshu province."

That is to say, the actual operator is Shang Shusheng, so there is a lot of room for maneuvering.

When Wei Nanfeng first came to power, he naturally wanted to mention his own people.The old aristocrats of the aristocratic family knew that they could not resist the new emperor, so they voluntarily gave up the Zhongshu school. It seemed that the power of the world belonged to the emperor, but the position of Shangshu involved a lot, from top to bottom, with complicated roots. Possibly in one hand.

Naturally, Wei Nanfeng also knew that nothing should be done absolutely, so he backed down a step, and the two sides made peace.

Wei Nanfeng paused: "Now that the Ministry of War has decided to send it directly, it is impossible for Wang Hezhi to intervene. We must win this battle."

Lin Yun snorted.

Now that the event has been decided, both of them feel a little more relaxed.Lin Yun slapped his head and said ah: "I remember, I have seen such an ugly character before, but it was written by Mrs. Guan?"

Wei Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, turned to look at Lin Yun: "You know?"

Lin Yun suddenly laughed: "The sage forgot, the minister showed it to the sage, but the sage didn't."

Wei Nanfeng was silent for a while, and then said: "Go and get it, I want to see it."

"Eh? Isn't the saint not interested?" Lin Yun blinked and blinked.

Wei Nanfeng's forehead was bulging with veins, and he stared at Lin Yun: "I was wrong! I want to see it!!"

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