It is much more convenient to be a book boy and be able to go out at will.

This sounds pretty good. I have sneaked out several times in the Chu family these two days, which is quite troublesome.

After all, there may be brothers outside looking for me, and it is impossible to keep it in the Chu family and never go out.

If you are a black householder and others can’t find him, then will he become a servant?

Calculate the time. Someone should have found Yuding City in the past two days. He has been missing for so many days, and Zhou Tie and the others still don’t know what they have to worry about.

"What are the criteria for book selection?"

Hsinchu thought for a while: "There is no standard, just be able to read. After all, there are not many servants in the yard who recognize words. The eldest lady and the second lady are here tomorrow. It should be mainly because of the eldest lady."

"Then can I go to the South Courtyard if I am in the Second Lady's yard?"

Hsinchu smiled: "It's no problem with me! You can just go straight to the morning."

“Reliable!”

...........

The next day, he got up and washed up. Fang Zhengyi was about to go to the South Courtyard to run for the Scholar.

When Lai Gou'er saw this, he said anxiously: "Brother, are you really going? What should I do if you go to be a book boy?"

"Brother will help you get the job done by Hsinchu. Just do my job."

"ah!"

Lai Gou'er showed joy on her face and continued to be busy.

Fang Zheng felt speechless when he saw this. It was not about Lai Gou'er, but about himself.

It is really hard to accept the ups and downs of life if it is changed by ordinary people.

When a beggar comes to a servant, he wants to be a book boy again. In just a few days, there have been so many changes, and he is almost thousands of people.

But I was so lucky that I struggled all the way and had rich experience to be at ease.

When we arrived at the South Courtyard, several servants had already stood up in the yard with their heads raised and stood up. Fang Zhengyi mixed in silently.

The servant beside him looked at him squintly and asked in a low voice: "Who are you? Are you from the South Courtyard? Why have I never seen you?"

"No, do you know how to choose a book boy today?" Fang Zheng glanced at him.

This family looks good, has a slightly dark skin, and has a bit of a dark horse prince.

"Brother, I'm not talking to you. You are a man from the outer courtyard and want to lick the second lady? Do you recognize the words and go up. There is no couplet poem that I don't know. This time, the position of the book boy is the one I have!"

"hehe."

Fang Zheng kept looking ahead without looking sideways, and saw the second lady and Hsinchu walking out of the house.

With a move of dragon claw hand, he suddenly touched the crotch of the servant beside him!

"Ao~I...fuck!"

The servant wailed and squatted to the ground.

Chu Youyi just stepped out of the door and heard this scream, her face changed so frightened.

He looked at the servant and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"You fuck...she...he steals...ao~!" The servant said intermittently, and Fang Zhengyi also squatted down and pulled his butt from behind!

Another Dragon Claw Hand!

"Miss Second, he suddenly became seriously ill! Hurry up and send him to the hospital!" Fang Zhengyi shouted

Halfway through his words, the servants were hit hard again, and they couldn't speak, so they kept pumping the air conditioner... They squatted on the ground with a blood-colored face and were already a little unstable, and their foreheads were sweating profusely.

Fuck! I can't figure it out... He really can't figure out what happened to him, and this bastard attacked him when he came up?

"Hurry! Someone comes and takes him back to the room and finds a doctor to see him." Chu Youyi said.

"I...hiss! Uh!" Seeing that the servant wanted to speak, Fang Zhengyi ruthlessly repaired his claws.

His strength has always been very good.

After three consecutive critical strikes, the servant fainted and was immediately carried away.

Looking at the servants being carried away, there was no trace of emotion on Fang Zhengyi's face.

Ho...competitor-1.

Chu Youyi looked at the servant who was being carried away with a worried face and said to Hsinchu: "I remember he has been at home for several years, why does he have this strange disease?"

Hsinchu wondered, "I don't know, that's Linshan, right? Fortunately, I'm sick now, otherwise you wouldn't know what accident would happen if you were with the lady. Good lady!"

Chu Qinghan walked to Chu Youyi, looked at the servants below, and asked, "Why did you make a noise just now? You're all the people, so prepare them for pens, ink, paper and inkstone for them to write some words."

"Sister, is that simple?" Chu Youyi asked.

"Otherwise? What else can a book boy do? Isn't it enough to send you to the academy and send you home, learn to write and write, and say something outside? I didn't even have a book boy at that time." Chu Qinghan said lightly

Fang Zhengyi couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the young lady who had just appeared.

It’s really not an orangutan! Not only is it not an orangutan, but it’s very beautiful!

Like the Tifa in the 3D cartoon, she has a long legs... She used to go to the academy, but her classmates were so fucking unhappy that she wanted to report it. It was not unfair to be beaten at all!

However, the Chu family's genes are really good. The scenery is the same as the sisters stop.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed in front of everyone.

Chu Qinghan said, "You can start writing now. You can write anything on paper. After writing, just stand aside and wait for the inspection."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone began to write.

Fang Zhengyi was not in a hurry and observed left and right.

After reading it for a while, I felt at ease. I wrote one by one like my mother's elementary school essays!

It's all like what I ate yesterday and what happened at home.

The handwriting is so ugly!

Holding the pen and meditating, Fang Zheng wrote a line of poems on the paper with one stroke, putting the pen down!

Stable! Win!

He started writing at the latest, but ended as soon as possible.

Some people stood by the side one after another.

After all, they don’t have much culture, so they just throw their words up, and they can’t even write a few words.

Of course, it is impossible to talk long and long like those in the court.

Chu Qinghan slowly walked down the steps and began to patrol.

No one finished answering yet. The first time she just quickly glanced over and examined everyone's calligraphy skills.

Not surprisingly, Fang Zhengyi was ignored.

Chu Qinghan had already scored in his heart.

Fang Zhengyi successfully won the fifth place in calligraphy in the Chu Jiajia Ding's promotion to the Book Children's Competition.

After a while, Chu Qinghan began to carefully examine the contents on the paper, looking at each other, nodding and shaking his head.

Most people write diary form, while those who are clever are writing words such as thanking the Chu family and thanking the second lady.

It is not very novel, and the one with a little bit of culture is writing some saints' words.

They know a little, but not much!

Until he returned to Fang Zhengyi, Chu Qinghan stopped, his face gradually became solemn, and he couldn't help but whisper: "If you benefit the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortune and good fortune? This is what you wrote?!"

Fang Zheng said sincerely that he cannot recognize him! Otherwise, the many problems he faced would definitely not be able to overcome.

I have had experience in this matter!

After a brief thought, Fang Zhengyi said calmly: "Miss, this was not what I wrote!"

"Who did this poem?" Chu Qinghan was still thinking about the poem repeatedly in his heart, and couldn't help but admire it.

Such patriotism is obviously not something that ordinary people can have.

"Best lady, this is written by my father. To be honest, I am originally from a scholarly family..."

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Chapter completed!