MTL - I Married Female Lead’s Crush-Chapter 17 Practice word

Gu Zifu narrowed his eyes, smiled mildly, and immediately called out, "Siting."

The courtroom who was busy outside quickly put down the things in his hand and rushed over, standing in front of him, "Qiye, what do you tell me?"

"Go back to Wumozhai to buy some pen and ink paper and come back. By the way, go to the ceremony department and ask when the things owed to Qiye will return."

Si Ting whispered in his heart, and when he looked up, he looked up at Qiye and looked at him, and immediately gathered his heart and said, "Yes, go here." Then he turned out of the room.

What does Qiye buy pen, ink and paper? Is there a stack in the study? There was even a place to go to Wumozhai, it was really a place to burn silver.

Su Qing listened to the sound of Siting's distant footsteps, and her heart was in a hurry, and the snow-stained cheeks rose with redness, her teeth biting her lips, and a layer of dense sweat was floating on her forehead.

She raised her soft cheeks and looked at Gu Zifu, seemingly cheering herself on, her appearance was exquisite and pleasant.

It's a pity that Qiye is a neurotic with no sense of style.

Thinking, Su Qing glanced around the room, finally moved a stool and walked over, put her hands on her legs and sat in front of Gu Zifu.

"Qiye, I want to make sense to you."

Gu Zifu's stabbing action was raised. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on Su Qing's flushed face, turned his head with a smirk, and said, "Yes, you are the first person to dare to reason with Qiye."

After hearing this, Su Qing softened her voice and asked, "If you don't speak well, will Qiye be angry?"

Gu Zifu gave a timid sound.

"Look at Qiye mood."

He said in this way, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and called up the courage: "Qiye, you are a general who has been on the battlefield, resisting foreign enemies with great merit, your majesty admiring, and admiring the admiral. You should be equipped with a long sword and bow. Practice. Compared with defending the country's sword, some big witches see little witches. Moreover, I am ugly and stupid. Qiye still has to take the time to teach me how to delay Qiye ’s time. "Speaking of half, Su Qing paused, looked up and looked at Gu Zifu, then quickly lowered her head, turning her fingertips around the corner of the dress and turning slightly pink.

I wonder if Qiye heard it.

She thought to herself, but the quietness in the room made her nervous.

He got up, took the teapot to fill the cup, and respectfully brought it to Gu Zifu. He said, "I heard the girl in the palace occasionally mentioned that Wu Mozhai's paper is very expensive, and it will require a lot of silver. I like the old lady, the ancient courtyard account room is separated from Gufu, it is better to save a little. It is better to say that the weather is tolerable in the summer. If it is winter, all the silver carbon warmth is money. Eating ... "

Speaking too much, Su Qing frowned slightly, her face wrinkled softly due to the pain.

She had been thinking about these words for a long time, but she never found a chance. Every time she saw Shuang Qiao doing so much, Qiye couldn't eat it, she whispered in her heart, saying that silver was hard to come by. Ye didn't know how to be frugal.

When Emperor Xian was young, he did n’t know how many government daughters he was fascinated with, and he clamored every day to enter the palace as a concubine. Today, among many children, Su Yingruo, who is still known as the first beauty, Su Qing inherited the blood, and her face is very good.

Especially the dazzling water eye, with the blink of the words, it was beautiful. The corners of the lips are slightly sloppy, and the words are exposed, and the shallow little pear vortex is looming.

Gu Zifu listened to the ears in his ears, his heart lingering, he leaned over to lift Su Qing's chin, and rubbed his fingertips lightly over the shallow pear vortex.

Close enough, Su Qing could smell the smell of fish.

"Did anyone ever do this to you before?" He asked.

Su Qing didn't understand what he was talking about and had to look at him with a pair of confused eyes.

"Forget it," Gu Zifu let go of his hand, poked his lips boringly, took the papa on the table and wiped his hands, "Qiye said to you little girl, remember, go to the study in the afternoon, Qiye teaches You write. "

After speaking, he got up and went out of the room. After going far away, Su Qing could still hear the voice of Shuangqiao commanded by him.

Su Qing raised her hand and stroked her face, as if thinking of something, her cheeks were flushed slightly, and she thought of what Gu Zifu had said before leaving after waiting for a moment of thought.

... After speaking for a long time, I still have to practice calligraphy.

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Since the last time Dabai had bitten Gu Sanye, he didn't know where he was sent. After asking Siting, he didn't say it, even Shuangqiao asked her not to ask. But the thought of Gu Zi Fu Yinqing's uncertain temperament, she was very worried, she didn't dare to ask Qiye, so she had to worry about it here.

After an hour, Su Qing almost clicked into the study.

After taking a few steps, he looked up and saw Gu Zifu leaning lazily on the soft couch, with a thick stack of paper on his desk.

Also, Qiye has always been a loafer.

After seeing her coming, Gu Zifu gave a "beep", "In the past, just write."

"Oh." Su Qing whispered, sat down at the table, took the book aside, opened the first page, and the dense ancient text that rushed to her face made her head dizzy, and Gu Zifu was secretly deserted in her heart. On the side, I selected a few simple strokes and copied them on the paper.

I knew she was kidding me.

Also, how to hold the writing brush so long, Su Qing tried it a few times, and her hands were shaking more and more.

She was shocked, and quickly put down her pen and took away the paper on it, but found that the paper underneath had also been dyed in a large circle.

This paper is so thin ...

Su Qing lowered her head and poked her fingers in secret.

Silver ... she doesn't seem to be able to afford it ...

Su Qing drummed her face, her eyebrows narrowed, and when she didn't know what to do, her eyes were inadvertently glanced, and a hint of joy poured into her heart.

The room was quiet for a while.

Gu Zifu, who had closed his eyes there and rested, listened to the movement of the other side, opened his eyes, slowly stood up and looked over the desk, but he could only see the tall stack of books. Behind, a little head looks like a chicken pecking rice.

He frowned and walked lightly.

Su Qing, who was paying full attention, never heard the movement. She made no effort to make a stroke, and when she was under her wrist, she raised her head for a while, and then reached out and grabbed it.

"give me back!"

Gu Zifu turned lightly to avoid, raising his eyebrows: "Qiye's paper, Qiye's pen and ink, when will it be yours, eh?"

Su Qing's face turned red, and she couldn't care about being afraid or afraid. She grabbed his sleeve and jumped to grab it.

"Well, this is not enough," Gu Zifu smiled, raised the paper in his hand, looked forward and backward, and nodded at the end. "The painting above is pretty good, but the words are ugly, like The stones in that pit are smelly and ugly. "

"you!"

Su Qing became furious and simply grabbed his sleeve with both hands and pulled down.

"Since Qiye doesn't like to watch, give it back to me."

The more desperately she robbed, the more Gu Zifu refused to give it, and she raised her hand high. When Su Qing reached out to reach her hand, she freed one hand and pushed her against her head.

The two dragged around in the room for several large circles. Su Qing didn't rush and didn't say it, but exhausted herself with sweat.

She stooped down, panting a few breaths, and her **** were undulating up and down. When the breath stabilized, she softened her voice and said, "Qiye, can you give me something back?"

"Not good." Gu Zifu Hui simply.

He raised his eyebrows, raised the collar of the clothes he pulled down with one hand, and sat down on the chair with the paper in his hand, Yi said with confidence: "Go, pour a cup of tea for Qiye, and it's strange to be thirsty. of."

Su Qing: "..."

Is he still thirsty? ? ? !!

Alas, Qiye is a shameless man.

Seeing her not moving, Gu Zifu picked up the tea cup on the table and threw it at her. Who knew it was just thrown away, but it was the soft ball that happened to hit her chest, and Su Qing bit her teeth well. .

The tea cup fell to the ground, and Grumbling turned twice.

Su Qing, while bending down to pick up the tea cup, raised her hand and rubbed it on her chest. When the pain eased a lot, she got up and put the tea cup on the table, picked up another clean one, poured tea, and put it In front of Gu Zifu.

She doesn't like writing, but drawing is good.

I saw that the place where the ink was fainted on the paper, added a few more strokes, and turned it into a large black stone. Looked aside, it was a thick tree with lush foliage and a little fruit on it. There is also half a tiger's head under the tree.

The tree Gu Zifu felt familiar, but could not remember where he had seen it.

"It is the Yangmei tree of the Southern Academy. Listening to Shuangqiao said, you can eat it in another month." Su Qing stared at the painting in his hand ... paper, explained in a low voice.

Gu Zifu casually nodded. When his eyes fell on the handwriting on the right hand, his mouth seemed to be able to twitch a few times. He raised his finger and asked, "What the **** does this dog crawl?"

"Word ..." Su Qing stumped, "That is, the word on the first page of the ledger ..."

Fearing that he didn't believe it, Su Qing went to the desk and took the account book, turned to the first page and pointed to the above words, and looked at the paper in Qiye's hand again, hesitantly nodded his head, and laughed twice: " Seven or seven masters, they look alike. "

Gu Zifu stood up and threw the paper on the table, scaring Su Qing back a few steps.

I saw him bypass Su Qing expressionlessly, pulled his hand back, and dragged Su Qing's collar to the desk.

He walked fast, Su Qing had to cover his collar, afraid of being strangled. After taking a few steps, he made a circle under his hand so that he could see the road under his feet.

"Come here for me."

Gu Zifu threw people on the chair, pulled a book from the bookshelf at will, shoved it into her hand, and picked his chin.

"Follow this and copy it twice without a word."

When she heard that she was going to copy it twice, Su Qing's small face wrinkled into a ball. She looked at the book, and then looked at Gu Zifu.

"Qiye, so many words."

Moreover, the words she wrote were really ugly.

Gu Zifu raised his eyebrows, and the fox's eyes became narrowed. "It's not Qiye writing. Tell Qiye what to do? Who won't let you write?"

Su Qing: "..."

Seeing to say, however, Su Qing had no choice but to turn the book to the first page and write down from the first word. At first, she was born with a very strong hand, and her fingertips shook violently at the time of writing. She dropped a drop or two of ink on the pen, and she staggered around the smudge and continued to write a word.

Without writing a few lines, the back of the hand was hurt by a “slap” pat, the writing brush in his hand also sloshed twice on the paper, and a large piece of ink was sprinkled.

Su Qing didn't feel embarrassed. She even had a little ecstasy in her heart. She looked up, pretending to be sorry, "Qiye, the word is too difficult, I can't learn it."

Gu Zifu stared at her, his eyes were so cold, that when he reached out, Su Qing subconsciously hid, but did not expect Gu Zifu to hold her shoulder in one hand, throw away the scribbled rice paper, and take it immediately The brush lifted the ink into Su Qing's hand, wrapped her hand with a cool palm, and drew a stroke on the paper.

"Look at it, you idiot who can only cry."

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