Liao Yan didn't need to read it to know that the entire post was full of flattery and questions about Andu, so he simply threw the post aside.
The hard post was thrown on the desk and made a loud noise. When Nan Qing was returning his pen, he was frightened by the movement, and the whole word was crooked and ruined!
She couldn't even show this copybook to the Master, otherwise the Master would definitely ask her to practice a few more big calligraphy when he saw this return.
Nan Qing looked up at Liao Yan angrily, and Liao Yan immediately noticed her gaze. When he met her eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Our family is making noise to Your Highness?"
"This big character is ruined. It took me a long time to finish it." Nan Qing took the piece of paper and patted it on his desk.
Liao Yan's eyes scanned the words she wrote one by one from top to bottom. Her writing posture was very upright, but the words she wrote lacked a lot, with no charm or momentum.
He said: "Your Highness, why don't you go to another room to write? It's noisy here."
Nan Qing didn't reply to him. She curiously picked up the post that Liao Yan just lost and opened it to read. Liao Yan didn't stop her. Anyway, there was no important news in the post.
She laughed the moment she saw the content inside, and couldn't help laughing, with a sweet sound like silver bells.
Liao Yan raised his head: "Why are you smiling, Your Highness?"
"It turns out that Eunuch Liao has a grandson. I know you are not young, but I didn't expect you to be so old."
Liao Yan felt that he was in his prime and had never felt that he was old. Now that he listened to her words, he would doubt whether he was over fifty.
"Without grandchildren, this person clings to relationships."
"Are all those who have relationships now called godfather?" Nan Qing read the whole article and found that the title godfather appeared several times in his eloquent writing.
Liao Yan originally thought the letter was nothing, but now that she was looking at it so seriously, he suddenly felt a little burning on his face.
"You just scared me and ruined a big calligraphy piece that I had finally written. Will Eunuch Liao imitate the handwriting? I'll pay for the two big characters."
Destroy one and pay two, that's a good idea.
Liao Yan: “We don’t know how to imitate handwriting.”
"Then you don't have that many people under your command, so you can't find someone who can imitate people's handwriting."
It is said that Liao Yan has people with all kinds of talents at his disposal. It is not difficult to find a writer.
Liao Yan finally understood the purpose of the little princess's visit today, which was to blackmail someone. She didn't want to write big characters by herself. If she found someone who could write her own characters, I'm afraid she wouldn't want two big characters, but would have to write for her every day.
Nan Qing did have this plan, she just didn't want to write.
Liao Yan did not give her a chance to be lazy: "There is no one in our family who can imitate handwriting. Your Highness, please forgive me."
"..."
I know he is talking nonsense, but I can’t find any evidence, which is annoying.ωωw.Bǐqυgétν.℃ǒＭ
The little princess stared at him, very angry, and opened and closed her mouth several times without saying a word.
Liao Yan stood up and walked to her desk, laying out new paper for her. Her ink was gone. Liao Yan reached out and picked up the ink sticks to grind the ink. After everything was done, he turned around and said, "Your Highness, come and practice calligraphy."
This is to prepare to supervise the rhythm of her writing big characters.
Nan Qing felt that he suddenly had an extra wife.
Later, despite being unconvinced, she finished writing ten pages of large characters under the supervision of Liao Yanduo.
Liao Yan asked someone to bring tea, cakes and cakes to the courtyard so that she could get some air and eat something.
Liao Yan seemed to be very busy, staying alone in the study, and Nan Qing didn't look for him either.
Chen An came back from outside. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw the sixth princess sitting in the pavilion playing with nine rings. She was so frightened that she stumbled over her left foot and almost fell off her right foot.
Nan Qing heard the noise and raised his head.
Chen An immediately stood up and saluted her.
Nan Qing raised her fingers and motioned for him to come over.
Chen An had just returned from Zhao Prison. There was still blood on his hands. He hid his hands in his sleeves and stepped forward a little.
"If you come any closer, I could eat you."
Chen An took two more steps forward. Anyway, he didn't dare to get too close. It would be bad if he got close to the master.
"Your name is Chen An?"
"Yes." Chen An lowered his head and said, glancing at the exquisite snacks on the table.
"The name sounds like a scholar."
"The slave's name was indeed given by a scholar."
Go find the scholar to name him. The family should value him very much. Why did he enter the palace and become a eunuch?
"I just saw someone writing a letter to Governor Liao in the study, saying that he is a grandfather. I am curious, how many sons and grandsons does your governor have?" Nan Qing had a gossipy look on his face, with a curious smile on his face.
Awesome.
Chen An was embarrassed, the princess was talking to him about the governor's gossip...
As a slave, he would not dare to gossip about the governor, and the governor rarely had any idle talk.
"Back to the princess, the governor has no children or grandchildren. The letter that the princess saw may be from someone who is brave and deliberately wants to have a relationship with the governor."
"Everyone in a clinging relationship calls me grandpa?"
"yes."
"How many children and grandchildren do you have?" Nan Qing was curious.
Chen An was very proud when he said this, and his voice became shriller: "More than a dozen godsons and godsons."
"Pfft." Nan Qing couldn't help laughing and asked curiously: "How old are your children and grandchildren?"
"There are those who are smaller than slaves and those who are bigger than slaves."
Being called godfather or godgrandpa by someone older than you is also a sense of satisfaction.
Nan Qing thought that Chen An was quite interesting, so he couldn't help but chat with him for a few more words. When he was happy, he even gave him the cakes on the table, so that Chen An could eat and talk at the same time.
Chen An began to talk about the process of collecting his children and grandchildren. He was eloquent and spoke vividly and wonderfully.
Nan Qing was very happy to hear this. At the same time, he also discovered that Chen An was eating so fast that a plate of snacks was almost finished. He ate so fast that it did not affect his speech.
Even in the study, Liao Yan heard the laughter in the courtyard, Chen An's chattering voice, and Nangong Qing'er's laughter, and he knew how happy he was.
"Chen An, if you arrange for your grandchildren to sweep the floor, this is not a fat job, right?"
In her opinion, fat men can earn money, be bossy, and have authority, not sweep the floor.
Chen An said with a smile: "Your Highness, if you can sweep the floor in Mozhu Pavilion, you are not a fat job. After all, you are from Mozhu Pavilion when you go out. The young eunuchs in other palaces are fawning over them."
She found the fight between little people very interesting.
"You have so many grandchildren, how can you recognize any of them?"
Chen An: "You don't have to admit it. When you pass by, your grandchildren will come over and call me "Fuck grandpa."
Nan Qing was so amused that he laughed.
Chen An finished the whole plate of pastries. He felt that the Sixth Princess was kind-hearted and rewarded him with pastries.
Even though he was sitting in his current seat, he already had plenty of pastries to eat, but he still couldn't help his greedy mouth.
Chen An ate happily, but he always felt hairy on his back. Out of intuition, he glanced sideways, and saw a slender figure standing at the window of the study...