Ten salted fish

Until Chen Chuchu returned to Yonghe Palace, her mind was still confused. Why didn’t the dog emperor play according to the routine? He just did some suffocating and slutty operations?

People are always in absenteeism in TV series, why does it become a copy of scriptures when they arrive at the Dog Emperor?

She remembered the last time she was punished for copying, when she was in high school, she never expected that she would travel to the ancient harem and become a concubine, and one day she would regain the nightmare memories of her student days.

Chen Chuchu was crying and faced the white and jade-like cotton paper on the desk without tears. He wanted to immediately rushed to the Hall of Heart with the inkstone and hammered the dog emperor's head in half.

Biyue looked at her master worriedly. Although she was an inexplicable slave, she also knew that there were many words in the Diamond Sutra.

Mrs. Xiang believes in Buddhism, so she often writes and writes scriptures to pray for blessings in her spare time. Among them, the Diamond Sutra is one of the Buddhist scriptures that Mrs. Xiang often copies.

When the master was taken back to the capital, he was already fifteen years old. Not to mention that the master was not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even the most basic things such as literacy and writing are all difficult things for the master.

The prime minister asked the master for the teacher. Although the master barely taught the master to read, the master was old and it was even more difficult for others to learn things.

Biyue once saw his master writing, and his handwriting was crooked, like hundreds of caterpillars lying on paper and jumping, which made the prime minister frown when he saw it.

The emperor punished the master to copy scriptures and specially reminded the master to write neatly. This was clearly a deliberate way to make things difficult for the master. To put it bluntly, he was venting his anger for Jiapin.

She didn't know what the master was thinking, but suddenly she told the emperor that she had pushed Jiapin, but she was just a slave, and it wasn't her turn to take care of her master's words and affairs.

The only thing Biyue can do for her master is to be quietly by her side and add tea and water to her master.

The carrot charcoal in the house had been burned three kilograms in the day, but now there are only two kilograms left.

Biyue was afraid that his master would freeze his hand when writing, so she placed the brazier beside his master, and carefully planned how to use the charcoal fire to survive this night.

Chen Chuchu was stunned for a while at the cotton paper. After a while, she came to her senses and asked Biyue: "Do you know how to grind ink?"

Biyue nodded: "Yes, I have served by my wife. When my wife copied scriptures, I am the one who rubbed ink."

"Then come and help me polish the ink."

She whispered.

Biyue responded, walked to the desk, and skillfully grind the ink with the ink strip as his master told him.

Chen Chuchu picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote the words on the cotton paper with serious expression.

The orange candlelight on the desk swayed left and right, pulling her figure long. Carrot charcoal was burning in the brazier, and occasionally a "crackling" sound came from the air.

After writing for a while, Chen Chuchu Shu took a breath, put down the brush, balled the piece of paper under his hand into a ball, and threw it away.

Biyue picked up the paper ball curiously. After she unfolded the paper ball, she saw a line of beautiful regular characters written on it - Yushu stood in front of the wind, and the donkey and mule were sleeping in great depth.

When the master learned to learn literacy, she spent most of her time with the master to meet the teacher, so she was lucky enough to follow the master to recognize a lot of words.

Biyue knew all these words, but after putting them together, she couldn't understand them.

Biyue wondered: "Empress, what does this poem you wrote mean?"

Chen Chuchu looked at the crumpled piece of paper and said disrespectfully: "Oh, this sentence means that ugly people are asleep, but good people are still awake."

Biyue: "…"

If she understood correctly, the words "The donkey and mule are sleeping in a deep sleep" written on the master's paper refer to the emperor who is already asleep at this moment, right?

Biyue carefully curled the piece of paper into a ball. She was about to throw the ball into the brazier, but her expression suddenly became stunned.

She unfolded the paper ball again and couldn't help but wonder: "Empress, your character is better than the character "Jiapin". When I was in the prime minister's house, I had never seen you write such small regular characters."

Chen Chuchu paused, and Biyue naturally had never seen her write in the prime minister's mansion. She had only traveled over for more than a month, but the original owner had been in the palace for half a year. This was the first time she had picked up a pen and wrote in the harem.

She does not know how to grind ink, but she can write beautiful brush calligraphy, which may sound a bit nonsense, but that's the case.

This matter starts with Chen Chuchu's parents. They are not well educated, but they are lucky. They can win the jackpot even if they buy a lottery ticket. If they buy a house in less than three years, they will definitely be demolished and receive huge compensation and new houses.

As their savings grew, Chen Chuchu's parents became nouveau riche and were inexplicably forced to enter the "upper society". There were more and more criticisms from the outside world, and everyone used their primary school education to attack them, and even ridiculed them for being full of money.

Although they were angry, they also knew that they were not educated.

In order to raise their heads and behave, they put their hope on their only precious daughter Chen Chuchu, adding a strong shadow to her childhood.

They all signed up for her private guidance classes that could improve her temperament and culture.

Apart from the rigorous daily training, they let her do almost nothing, and someone will do anything for her.

Someone squeezed toothpaste for her when she brushed her teeth, someone handed her a towel when she washed her face, someone made up paint for her when she painted, and someone grinded ink for her when she practiced brush calligraphy...

Chen Chuchu has practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, but she has never polished the ink herself once. Everything about her was arranged by her parents clearly.

She was forced to go crazy by her parents, so she took the exam for a teacher qualification certificate and took the initiative to apply to teach children in the mountainous areas, and escaped from the suffocating living environment.

Chen Chuchu expected to teach in the mountains for about a year, but there was no internet in the mountains, so before she went there, she bought a thousand novels from the novel website and downloaded them into her mobile phone to prepare for life in the mountains.

Who knew that after reading the last unfinished palace fighting article, she opened her eyes and walked into this ghost place. Now she not only has to accompany the concubines in the harem to perform her acting skills every day, but also has to be ready to fight wits and courage with the dog emperor at any time, which is almost torture her crazy.

Thinking of this, Chen Chuchu sighed and took the wrinkled piece of paper from Biyue: "Practice more in private, you can write like this."

Biyue suddenly realized that the master had practiced hard in private. It seemed that the master must have had a lot of effort to write his handwriting so well.

"I burn another candle for you. The candle is too dark and it will hurt your eyes."

She said thoughtfully.

Chen Chuchu shook her head, covered her mouth and yawned: "I'm done, I'm going to bed, you can put out the candlelight."

"Oh, by the way, remember to send this piece of paper to Changchun Palace tomorrow morning."

After saying that, she threw the ball of paper she took from Biyue to the ground, got up and walked towards the bed.

Bi Yue was stunned. The Diamond Sutra has more than 5,000 words, and ten times it takes more than 50,000 words. The master just sat at the desk, why did he copy the Buddhist scriptures in this incense stick?

She subconsciously glanced at the cotton-to-paper on the table, and saw two lines of small characters written on the paper - "Diamond Sutra", "Diamond Sutra", "Diamond Sutra"...

No more or less, exactly thirty words.

Bi Yue murmured in amazement: "It turns out that I copied the Diamond Sutra ten times..."

Chen Chuchu couldn't sleep all night and slept very sweetly. She slept until noon before she woke up.

Biyue was afraid that others would wake up the master to sleep, so she specifically instructed the palace maids of Yonghe Palace not to disturb the master.

This scene fell into the ears of outsiders, and it became the imperial concubine of Yonghe Palace who was punished by the emperor. She kept sleeping and copied Buddhist scriptures all night, and she had not finished copying until noon.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Biyue entered the bedroom: "Empress, it's time for you to go and serve the sick."

Although the emperor punished the master to copy the scriptures, he did not say that he would not let the master serve the doctor. Therefore, before the emperor recovered from his illness, the master still needed to serve the doctor.

Chen Chuchu lay on the couch without moving. She rubbed the comfortable bedding and said lazily: "You go to Yangxin Palace to inform Eunuch Yang, and you will say that this palace suddenly became cold and you can't go to serve the emperor."

Since the imperial concubine and Jiapin were both suddenly infected with cold and could not serve the disease, she also used this excuse to fool her. Anyway, the dog emperor could not have come to see her in person if she was sick.

Biyue hesitated for a moment. She probably was angry with the emperor, so she was unwilling to serve the disease.

She responded respectfully, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, she heard the master calling her. Biyue felt a little excited. Could it be that the master was willing to serve the disease?

Chen Chuchu's voice was lazy: "Don't forget to send the Diamond Sutra copied by this palace to Changchun Palace."

Biyue: "I have sent it to you..."

Chen Chuchu nodded: "That's good."

Just as the master and servant were talking, Sima Zhi, who was sitting in the Hall of Yangxin, looked at the Diamond Sutra sent by Concubine Jia.

Yang Hai stood carefully beside the emperor, not even daring to speak out. He had just heard from the palace servants that Concubine Chu had copied Buddhist scriptures for a night. He had told the emperor about this matter, but the emperor's face looked normal.

After a while, the maid beside Concubine Jia sent the Diamond Sutra ten times that she had copied for a night, and then the emperor became like this.

Sima Zhi's slender fingers were clamping the thin paper, and his fingertips gently rubbed the handwriting on it. After a while, he casually lowered his eyes and smiled.

He asked her to copy the Diamond Sutra ten times, and she actually copied the Diamond Sutra ten times, with a total of thirty words, not bad for a single word, and he also received ten additional symbols of his "" as well.

It seems that she really takes his words as a warning. Could it be that she thought that she would be done with such a fool, which is simply naive and ridiculous!

When she came to serve the disease for a while, he stared at her and copied the Diamond Sutra again. He still didn't believe that he could not cure Concubine Chu.

Xiao Dezi tiptoed into the Hall of Yang Hai and whispered a few words in Yang Hai's ear.

After hearing this, Yang Hai turned dark. Concubine Chu was really shameless. She made the emperor angry and now she pretended to be sick and didn't come to serve her. Who would clean up the mess she left behind?

"Emperor, Concubine Chu... was infected with the cold wind. The Empress was afraid of tainting the cold wind and cold to the emperor, so she would not come to serve her today..." Yang Hai bowed her body tremblingly, and just buried her head in the ground.

Sima Zhi clenched the cotton paper in his hand and slapped the paper on the short table. He narrowed his slender eyes and sneered: "Prepare for a chariot, invite the imperial physician, I will visit Concubine Chu in person!"
Chapter completed!