MTL - There’s A Beauty-Chapter 18 Forty thousand

Youyi is grateful to escape from the wolf cave of the royal family, but the boy has opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and walked over step by step. But he still failed. After a few feet, he was ejected by some invisible force. The girl-boy was afraid he would drift away and quickly dragged him back. The two ghosts circled around the pavilion in a hurry. They were dancing teeth and kicking again, but they never dared to approach.

What did Wang Tianyou do to this sister and brother? Make them want to eat him raw? You are curious, but you don't plan to gossip. Although the Wang family abandoned him, he did not have the idea of ​​revenge. Reporting morals with virtue and direct resentment, you always pay attention to fairness when you are doing something. The Wang family ignores him and he treats the Wang family as a stranger. If the Wang family had to kill him, he would shoot.

Before thinking, everyone in the pavilion has begun to chant poetry and paint. Wang Tianyou was able to speak at the age of one, write poems at the age of three, and became a talent at the age of nine. At the age of fifteen, he has become the youngest person in the Ming dynasty, and is known as a peerless prodigy in Shanghai. When it comes to calligraphy and painting, he ranked second, and no one dared to climb to the first place, even the oldest ones were silent, just look at him.

Wang Tianyou also did not give up, telling the niece to spread out a white rice paper, and wrote a scripture. Paraphrasing is just a word game, limited by the format, it is difficult to express deep meaning and rich content, but it is allusions, rhetoric, to achieve the purpose of showing off the literary talent. But nowadays, the literati Mo Ke is very happy. Whoever can make a banquet song and Song Yan's gift will soon be famous in Beijing.

Wang Tianyou hadn't finished writing yet, the onlookers were amazed, and some people shook their heads and chanted, their expressions were very intoxicated. The last word dropped, he smiled and arched his hand, "Please correct me."

The two little devils became more reluctant, screaming and crying, blood shed gradually in their eyes, apparently already hating the extreme. If anyone can see this terrible scene, can they still say those beautiful words? Youzhe stared and poked his mouth.

When the ink was dry, everyone rushed to pass this article. After reading it, he passed it to his old friends and laughed. "His Royal Highness article was also a must in Beijing. Now ten years have passed. It is time to read it. Look at the standards of the younger generation. "

Ji Changye just glanced and waved his hand, "But Seoul, don't look at it." Not to mention the relationship between the Wang family and the four princes, and regardless of Wang Tianyou's attitude to him, he is the son-in-law of Wang Xiang, and Wang Xianggan works for the mother and son Suppressing You and Song's, he could not agree with the other side.

But Seoul? Wang Tianyou was so entangled in the literary world that he hadn't met such a poor judgement. He suddenly asked sternly, "Is it unfair for your Highness to dismiss the mouth before reading it? Is it unfair for your Highness? Please read it again and correct it."

"The main hall has not returned to Beijing for a long time, but the people in Beijing have forgotten that the main hall has the ability to remember it. Correct me? You do n’t have that qualification, but the righteous brother of the main hall can ask you for advice." Ji Changye will stand behind him The boy who ate the pastry pulled over and said warmly, "You have a cricket, teach the Prince."

Youyi quickly packed the cake, put it back in his sleeves, and promised seriously, "Master, rest assured, I must teach the Prince to be a good man." The master's order, he will go all out.

Ji Changye gently wiped the cake scum from the corner of his mouth and smiled, "How many times have you said, don't call it the master of the hall, call your elder brother."

"Good master." He squeezed his lips and squeezed out two dimples.

Seeing Wei Shizi who laughed, Ji Changye had an impulse to help. In his mind, Youyi is no longer a servant but his closest person, but no matter how many times he reminds you, Youyi is reluctant to change his name, as if he likes the word "master" very much. Just let him go.

Ji Changye reluctantly pressed the impulse to poke the young man's dimples, stood up, personally laid rice paper for him, and polished the ink. If Wang Tianyou is a peerless child prodigy, what should he learn and what should he call? Today, he wants these people to see what is called a "frog at the bottom of a well" and what is called "a mountain and a mountain high."

You have almost no need to think. You dipped your pen in ink and started writing. He has been around Ji Changye since he was a little boy. The font has long been similar to the other in the subtle influence. The articles of Long Fei Feng Wu and Iron Painting Silver Hook lined with spring lilac algae can be said to complement each other.

"Wuhua Tianbao, Longguang shoots the bullfighting market; heroes and earthly spirits, Xu Xia's Chen Fan's couch ... Well, good! In the beginning, I was magnificent, sitting and galloping! Good text, I only saw it in my life, nothing else! "People are still immersed in shock, Wei Shizi has made a terrible case.

If Wang Tianyou's article is a masterpiece, then this fu is one step ahead of the world. If there is no one, the two articles are placed side by side. Everyone was indifferent. Ten years later, the three princes still did not fall into the prestige of the posthumous prince, and there were many talented people.

Wang Tianyou blushed his cheeks, looked at the Fu on the table, and looked at the carefree three princes and teenagers, leaving his sleeves.

"Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second. I didn't expect that the so-called chief of the three young men in Beijing could not afford to lose so much, and my mind was really narrow. Let's go, let's go." Ji Changye led the teenager away slowly . He had known that he was an extraordinary learner, and he was gaining benefits every day. If he refused to participate in the imperial examinations, where is Wang Tianyou now?

Someone took out the cake and continued to eat, but thoughtfully. Just now, Wang Tianyou's close-fitting girl-in-law kept staring at her, and she turned back frequently when she left. Because there was something in his heart, when he was eating Zhaifan, he was a little bit unknowing. Ji Changye only when he saw the Wang family's heart touched, called him aside to comfort him softly, and fell asleep again.

When you got up again, Yu was really normal, and Ji Jiye secretly laughed. These fifteen years are really white and long, just like when I was a kid, as long as I eat enough, wear warm clothes, and sleep well, I wo n’t worry about it and be happy. But that's fine, this is what he likes.

Youyi just got dressed and had no time to wear shoes. She was standing barefoot on the tuanhua rug. An ink-length hair with an ankle spread over her shoulders, lined with her awake-wet eyes, she looked like a fan. The children who got off the road were quite pity. Ji Changye held his thin-waist in one hand, hooked his leg with one hand, hugged him, and hugged him, and laughed, "My family has recently lost weight, it seems that I have to go back early to make up for it, otherwise Eating fast food will only make you thinner. "

Although there is no heart and no heart, Ji Changye dare not let the teenager stay with the Wang family for a long time. After all, he was a child raised by himself. When he saw him absent-minded and unhappy, Ji Changye was very distressed. If his old friend was not here, he would not be able to fight back home immediately.

There is a reflection on the neck of the young man, and there is no smile on his face, but two dimples are faintly displayed on the cheek side, and he gets used to it, rubbing the young man's bright chin with the tip of his nose. The two have been together for ten years, and they don't feel that way, but in the eyes of others, this behavior is a bit too close. In particular, the teenager still has such a bright face like Chunhua and bright moonlight, and another disheveled appearance, which is easy to make people think about it.

The host of Bodhi Temple, the master Xuanming and the three princes who had forgotten the year, went straight to the door without paying a post, looked at the scene inside the house, looked away, and said, "It seems that the poor monk is not here?"

"Where, the master please come in." Ji Changye immediately put down the sorrow, and apologized, "I'm sorry to ask the master to wait a moment." As he said, he helped the teenager put on his shoes and socks and tied his hair.

Master Xuanming felt even more embarrassed, neither walking nor staying, had to recite the Buddha with both hands. Fortunately, Ji Changye has a lot of experience in bringing children, and soon he will be neat and tidy and let him go out to play by himself. Where do you dare to go, push open the window of the room and point to the stone table outside the courtyard, "I have snacks outside, and the master can see me as soon as I raise my eyes."

From an early age, the boy loves sticking to himself and can't rush away. This often upsets Ji Changye, but keeps him moving. Having experienced the pain of bereavement and the betrayal of his loved ones, he has long lost all expectations of the human heart. He could do the cruelest thing with the gentlest mask, but he was repeatedly defeated by a word of carelessness or an inadvertent hug.

Maybe someone else will be bored with the youth's indomitable entanglement, but Ji Changye is not here. In fact, he really likes Yu's dependence on himself. It is because of this dependence that Ji Changye, who has fallen into the abyss of self-denial, regains his confidence. When all around the world tried to obliterate his existence, a person who could only survive if he was attached to him suddenly appeared. The frost-like walker encountered a flame. There was no alternative but to rush forward.

He nodded at the tip of the boy's nose and coddled, "Go, don't eat too much, watch out for diarrhea."

Some of you remember the last time you ate and diarrhea from eating the wrong thing, and the young people who were hurt took care of themselves all night, and their ears turned red.

"I see." He nodded and stepped out of the door. Ada and Erji brought a few plates of pastries and placed them on the stone table.

Master Xuanming rarely asks about common things. Although he feels that the relationship between the two is not normal, he also treats him as if he didn't realize it. The two sat by the window, slowly placing pieces. You have mentor while training your mental strength, while yelling walnut crisp.

After a while, a middle-aged servant woman walked back and forth outside the gate of the courtyard, seemingly unintentionally, but her eyes turned to the teenager's face from time to time. After seven or eight trips, she looked expressionless, seemed to be sure, and flew away. After half a cup of tea time, another middle-aged servant came and beckoned, "Little brother, my wife sent a basket of fruits and vegetables to the three princes. They were just picked by Zhuangzi. They are fresh and you come to pick Take one. "

When I heard that there was something to eat, some immediately stood up, and after calculating the distance between the gate of the academy and the owner, it was obviously more than 20 meters, so he hesitated. 2k novel reading network