Chapter 978 The Good-tempered Tenth Prince Is Angry
Chapter 978 The good-tempered tenth prince is angry
When Gu Nuoer woke up, the morning had ended, and Ye Siming had already set off in the rain with the city patrol leader.
I heard that Ye Siming was going to find out if there were many bad guys trying to enter the capital.
Gu Nuoer held her chin with her little hand, Wu Lingling's big eyes twinkled brightly.
"Hmm...will brother Siming remember to bring me something fun back?"
Four days, then she should wait obediently for him to come back!
The little guy quickly thought about it and slipped out of the imperial study room to play, leaving his father alone to face a pile of memorials.
In Chengqian Hall, the tenth prince Gu Ziliang was listening to the sound of rain and copying words.
Master Tao was sitting on a chair not far away, holding his head and taking a nap.
After Gu Nuoer trained him last time, he didn't dare to let the tenth prince copy "The Analects of Confucius" again.
Instead, they ordered him to copy "Gu Wen Yuan Jian" on the pretext of training him!
Gu Ziliang knew in his heart that Master Tao was afraid of Gu Nuoer and did not dare to blatantly embarrass him.
But secretly, I still make these small moves.
He has a good temper and won't argue with him easily.
Master Tao asked him to copy it, so he did it.
At this time, he had finished copying the third page of rice paper. When he picked up the paper and blew ink on it, he accidentally knocked off the pen holder.
Two or three "crashing" sounds immediately woke up Mr. Tao who was sleeping.
He suddenly opened his eyes and blurted out: "Where did I just talk? Oh yes, it was the saint who once said..."
Master Tao looked around and found that only the tenth prince, Gu Ziliang, was the only one.
He couldn't help but stop hiding his voice.
Gu Ziliang got up and went to pick up the penholder. Tao Fuzi was disturbed from his sweet dream and looked a little unhappy.
He walked over and picked up a piece of rice paper to examine.
"Your Highness, is this what you copied?"
Master Tao raised it with a stern tone.
Gu Ziliang put the pen holder away, his ice blue eyes were deep and warm, and he looked at the rice paper in Tao Fuzi's hand.
On the paper, the fonts are written with vigorous penmanship, clear roots, and clear strokes, just like green pine trees!
Gu Ziliang thought that the copy was neat and tidy, so he asked patiently: "Master Tao, what's wrong?"
Master Tao pursed his lips repeatedly, looking for a suitable reason to make trouble.
After a long while, he asked sternly: "How long has it been? Why did His Highness only copy three pieces of paper?"
Gu Ziliang frowned slightly: "It's only been half an hour, and this is already my best effort. Didn't Master say that you can't copy books quickly, but must be steady."
Master Tao was a little unhappy at his rebuttal.
He looked behind Gu Ziliang.
Make sure no one is standing outside the door.
He was afraid that the little princess would suddenly appear and punish him.
After making sure that no one was there, Master Tao said angrily: "Your Highness, you have been treating me like this for several days in a row."
"Although Her Royal Highness the Princess said before that you should not continue to copy books, I want you to learn better and be more knowledgeable than other princes, so I am cruel enough to let you copy these books."
"You are just coping with the matter and stalling for time. Do you really think that relying on Her Highness the Princess, you can stop learning? I have something to say to Your Highness."
"Your Highness the Princess is young and can do whatever you want, and she has the favor of the Imperial Concubine and Your Majesty, but you don't have that. If you just listen to Her Highness the Princess and do whatever you want, then..."
"That's enough!" Gu Ziliang suddenly became angry.
He shouted to stop, and Master Tao, who had never seen the tenth prince angry before, was so frightened that his entire body froze.
Gu Ziliang's ice-blue eyes were filled with anger like ocean waves.
Just like the deep sea, rolling up uneven waves!
Enough to swallow up all the insignificant people in the world.