Well, the writing is neat, but this word doesn't seem to be very good-looking, not very good-looking, and I really like Qi You'er. Her word is worse than that of a three-year-old child. Who made her lazy? If it weren't for Yan
Hao always grasped her to practice calligraphy, and now he is probably not as good as these.
Qi Youer stopped for a long time after this sentence. Yes, what is the next sentence for? Everywhere, what is it? She pondered here, and many people covered their mouths and laughed. It was not that she could do anything amazing.
When I came to my masterpiece, I guess I couldn’t write any good poems even if I had this handwriting.
Qi You'er had already thought about it at this time. She picked up her pen and wrote her words "Crawling" under the paper.
Sleeping in spring will not make you feel dawn.
Mosquitoes bite everywhere.
The big bear comes at night,
No one can escape.
With a loud noise, everyone was stunned at first, then burst into laughter. As a result, Qi You'er just wiped her face with her sleeve, and didn't blush at all.
She felt that what she was right was quite neat.
Yan Hao kept smiling slightly, but someone was blushing and didn't dare to look up.
"Yan Xiang, you'd better take your wife back," someone kindly reminded Yan Hao. He didn't dare to say this too straightforwardly, for fear that Qi You'er would embarrass Yan Hao again later. This right prime minister is
Since I was in office, I have always been in trouble, so how could I marry such a wife?
"No defense, let her play," Yan Hao picked up the tea, took a sip, and there was a deep meaning in his smile, and he accepted the sarcasm of Zuo Xiang without surprise.
Yan Hao lowered his head and the corners of his lips bent to a perfect curve.
Qi You'er looked at the paintings of others, which were really good, especially in her posture. She held the long cloud sleeves with one hand, turned her wrists, and a painting of ink was already drawn. Sure enough, these official ladies and wives
But no fuel-efficient lamp can be used to make such a difference.
Especially the wife of Zuo Xiang, she really does everything she can do with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She almost won the first prize in everything.
It was Qi You'er's turn. Qi You'er blinked innocently, "I can't draw," she is very honest. She can't draw ink paintings.
But he was forced by a sister on the left and a sister on the right. Qi You'er held a pen and scolded her in her heart. I don't know how many times you have said, "You sister, you are your sister."
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She held the pen, then looked a little bit, and she was quite grand.
Brush, in just a few seconds, it's done.
Well, the chicken eats rice picture. On a large white paper, the chicken with a big hand is lowering its head and pecking at the rice. It is just a few lines, which are simple and easy to understand.
By the way, what else was missing? She picked up the pen and added a sun to it.
Clap your hands, yes, the task is done.
"Puchi..." I don't know who started to laugh, and there was another burst of laughter. Qi You'er was still a little confused. Then she lowered her head and held the corner of her clothes, "I said I can't draw, you just want it.
I draw."
"It's okay, it's okay," Zuo Prime Minister also comforted Qi You'er and showed the magnanimity of his prime minister's wife. She has always stood with Qi You'er, and this person needs comparison. Without green leaves, what about
There is a red flower, so she has already compared Qi You'er far away.
Qi Youer pulled the corner of his lips boredly, and he was really pretending to be thunder. Be careful that one day a thunder will hit you to death.
She couldn't help but want to rub her legs, wondering if these women were finished, why are they the same? They are not tired or hungry?
Sometimes it is painting, sometimes it is poetry, and this is now a piano again.
What are the pipa, guqin, and flute, all are ancient songs. This is the first time Qi Youer has heard so many of them. I have to say that there are really two brushes. If you are not hungry, you will have a plate of snacks and some good dishes.
Sitting in a rocking chair is really a good enjoyment.
She closed her eyes, and couldn't help but smiled into Yueya. Just when she was still intoxicated by herself, her clothes were pulled. She suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes became colder, which was quite a bit
Divide Yan Hao's feelings.
The Zuo Xiang was stunned, and his hands were froze there involuntarily. How could Qi You'er feel like she had changed? Could it be that she was misleading? This woman is not as simple as it seems?
When she wanted to look at it carefully again, Qi You'er changed to a confused look.
"What's wrong?" She blinked and expressed that she didn't explain.
"It's okay," Mrs. Zuo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe she had read it wrong.
"Madam Yan, come and perform, follow the local customs. I think your piano skills should be a master."
Qi You'er rolled her eyes secretly. There was still no end to this, so how could she play the piano?
She lowered her head as if she was helpless, "I, I can't play." She stuttered, and pretended to be ten percent of the pitiful appearance.
"Then Mrs. Yan always knows a musical instrument, right?" Mrs. Zuo Xiang was happy when she heard this. Now she could make her fool of herself. How could she not seize this opportunity? Zuo Xiang on the side wanted to see it very satisfied.
, He looked at Yan Hao with malicious intentions, and that glance was faintly proud.
Isn't this just to avenge the sword? Yan Hao is really good. He just found a few gangsters to mess up the business of Zhiwei River. He actually sued him to the emperor, although he said
He was confused, but the emperor couldn't help but scold him a few words, how could he be so capable?
Just take this opportunity to make Yan Hao dilapidated. Yan Hao, Yan Hao, you have been noble all your life, but you never expected to marry such a woman who has no world. He sees that Yan Hao has really fallen into this woman in this life
If you have a good fortune, what can you do if you have a good reputation? You are still a wife who is not on the table.
Seeing her wife at home being at ease among those women, whether she was painting or playing the piano, she was the top of the list. If she didn't say second, no one would dare to say that she was the first. So what if she was considered Princess Fangning
Her piano will lose 10% to his wife, let alone the farm girl Qi Youer.
The Zuo Xiang's wife accepted Zuo Xiang's eyes and persuaded Qi You'er again, but her heart was smiling.
"Madam Yan, we are all waiting. I think you don't want us to be disappointed, right?"
Qi You'er played with her clothes and yawned. Oh, she was sleepy and hungry. What kind of banquet is this? There wasn't even a meal. A bunch of flies and mosquitoes were buzzing in her ears.
It's so noisy.
I was so annoyed that the fly started flying again.
"I can't play," she said a little impatiently. She said this many times, but she didn't know how to say it, but she still didn't know how to say it a hundred times.
"What will Mrs. Yan do?" Mrs. Zuo Xiang asked again without believing it. Who doesn't know that she wants it.
Qi You'er raised her face and curled her red lips slightly. In her black eyes that looked pure in her heart, she couldn't see the bottom at this time, and she only felt that it was profound and difficult to understand.