After crossing, I became the emperor Bai Yueguang

"It seems that I haven't worked hard enough." Jiang Chi has not yet recalled Zhai Xu's meaning, soaring into the air, and then leaning his back on the soft quilt, Zhai Xu pushed himself down. At this moment, how could Jiang Chi not It's not just what Zhai Xu said.

The night is like black ink, the figures inside the stick are intertwined, the red candle is slightly bright, and the tears of the candle drip down until it falls into darkness again.

It started to snow again at night, and the cold wind rustled. Xu Li and the others shivered, watching the goose feather-like snow slowly falling down.

It was noon when Jiang Chi woke up the next day, with a familiar feeling in his waist, Jiang Chi turned over, with his head resting on the pillow, his inner shirt was loose because of Jiang Chi’s sleeping position, and Jiang Chi saw it when he lowered his head. There were mottled marks on his chest, his face became hot, and Jiang Chi buried himself under the quilt in embarrassment.

After a while, Jiang Chi poked his head out and put on his clothes.

Chen Qing stayed outside the door, heard the sound of the bedroom, and called softly, "Master."

"Come in."

Under Chen Qing's service, Jiang Chi touched his bald head habitually after washing, his palms were a little prickly, Jiang Chi sighed in relief, finally grew some hair, he waited for a long time.

Putting on his hat, Jiang Chi left the sleeping hall, and Xu Li led a large number of people into the hall, which was so full that it seemed that the hall was going to be full.

Jiang Chi opened the box and saw that it was full of books, and the strong scent of ink filled the air, and Jiang Chi's mood soared.

"Eunuch Xu, thank you for your hard work, please help me thank the emperor."

After eating hastily, Jiang Chi fiddled with the little things that Zhai Xu had sent, mainly books. Jiang Chi let Chen Qing move to the bedroom. The books involved many contents, such as miscellaneous notes, travel notes, unofficial history, Sun Tzu's Art of War, Four Books and Five Classics, etc. , Jiang Chi happily flipped through the book, and found that Zhai Xu had also sent a chess board, chess records, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Chen Qing was grinding ink, and Jiang Chi was holding a brush and writing carefully. He was used to fountain pens, ballpoint pens and other hard-tipped pens, but when he suddenly used a brush to write, Jiang Chi always felt that something was wrong.

Chen Qing stayed by the side, looking at the words written by Jiang Chi, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, trying to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out.

Jiang Chi glanced at Chen Qing, and said leisurely, "Xiao Qingzi, do you really want to laugh?"

"No, absolutely no slaves." Chen Qing pursed his lips, he absolutely wanted to show face to his master.

Jiang Chi snorted coldly, put down the brush, and touched his face. The hand stained with ink left long marks on his face. The paper was crumpled and thrown on the ground.

Xu Li sent people to send all the things to the back of the side hall, and rushed to the Longjue hall to report back.

Zhai Xu held the memorial in his hand, opened it and looked at the contents inside, "What did he say?"

"The one in the side hall, ask the slave to thank the emperor." Xu Li thought about Jiang Chi's happy appearance when he just walked out, thought for a while, and told the truth, "When I saw the things sent by the slave, my smile never stopped."

"En." Zhai Xu read the memorial once, opened it and read it again, repeated several times, even Xu Li saw something was wrong.

"What time is it?"

Zhai Xu put away the memorial and put it on the Longan, Xu Li lowered his head, "It's time to go back to the emperor."

"Then go to Piandian to have a look." Zhai Xu made a final decision, and Xu Li felt a faint chill in his heart. Now the emperor has favored that Piandian, and all the love is because of that face. If it changes, wait for it. I don't know what kind of boundary it is.

Xu Li suppressed the emotions in his heart and followed behind Zhai Xu.

"Xiaoqingzi, please help me see if this writing is better than last time." Jiang Chi pointed to the big character he wrote. To be connected together.

In the long-lost silence, Jiang Chi put down the brush heavily, stared at Chen Qing with his arms around his chest, "Xiao Qingzi, to be honest, I don't blame you at all."

Chen Qing lowered his head, feeling the scorching gaze on him, Chen Qing said bravely, "Master, compared to this one, the previous one looks better."

Jiang Chi softened like a deflated balloon, weakly crumpling the paper into a piece and throwing it on the ground.

The ball of paper hit the ground and circled several times. It seemed that there was an obstacle, and it stopped slowly.

A slender hand picked up the ball of paper, and the crumpled paper ball was spread out, revealing the words written on it, and hearty laughter spread, Jiang Chi hesitated, turned half a circle around the table, and walked to Zhai Xu's side , "See the emperor."

"The characters written look like caterpillars." Zhai Xu looked at the balls of paper thrown all over the floor, and touched Jiang Chi's face, "Like a little cat."

"Xu Li, pour some water."

Zhai Xu pulled Jiang Chi to sit down, and stroked Jiang Chi's face with his fingertips. After more than a month of raising him, his face was rosy and his skin could be broken.

"I practiced all afternoon."

"Yeah." Jiang Chi smiled foolishly at Zhai Xu, and explained with a little embarrassment, "I haven't practiced calligraphy before, and it looks ugly when I write it."

Xu Li poured water, and handed the handkerchief soaked in hot water to Zhai Xu, who wiped the ink stains on Jiang Chi's face, "The face is full of ink stains, I don't know, and I don't know how you developed it." Such a confused temper."

"Haha, I was just not careful." Jiang Chi raised his face, pursed his lips and smiled sweetly, Zhai Xu wiped it gently, the ink stains on his face were wiped off bit by bit, revealing a rosy white face, Zhai Xu Handing the veil to Xu Li, Xu Li immediately changed another veil.

Zhai Xu waved his hand and led Jiang Chi to the table.

Looking at the mess on the table, he couldn't help poking Jiang Chi's face, "Why are you so cute?"

Jiang Chi looked at Zhai Xu suspiciously, and saw that Zhai Xu took out a hard pen from the desk covered with brushes, grabbed Jiang Chi's hand, and landed it on the neatly laid out rice paper.

The four characters "Xing Yun Liu Shui" fell on the rice paper. The pen is sharp, like a sharp knife, revealing a strong and domineering momentum. It does not break away from the water, and it is done in one go. Jiang Chi likes Zhai Xu's words, and he is not stingy in his praise. It’s so beautiful, I want to write like this too.”

"After that, practice calligraphy for an hour every day." Zhai Xu let go of Jiang Chi's hand, and picked up Jiang Chi's original writing brush, "It's hard to control the strength of the soft ones, beginners, start with the hard ones, wait After the hard man is fully in control, start to practice the soft man."

Jiang Chi clenched his brush tightly, and was still immersed in what Zhai Xu just said to practice for an hour, and an hour was two hours, which meant that he had to pick out two hours to practice calligraphy, which was very uncomfortable.

"Are you listening to me?" Zhai Xu looked at Jiang Chi's dazed look, and couldn't help but grabbed Jiang Chi's face.

Jiang Chi was awakened by the pain on his face, and grabbed Zhai Xu's clothes with his mouth puckered, "Can you just practice for half an hour every day, I don't know how to write, and I don't have a template for me to copy."