Well, I can remember it a long time ago. It turns out that the cool girl Leng Qi also has such poor taste.
But think about it, for women in ancient times, this was a compulsory course for women in ancient times. If they couldn't recite it, they would probably be punished without food.
Originally I wanted to ask about a few circled words, but now that I knew this book was about Nvjie, I didn’t bother to ask anymore, and threw it to Hai You. She looked at Hai You with warning eyes: "Don’t use this kind of nonsense again in the future.
Come and give me the book to try."
Haiyin's head went up and down quickly, and her face turned red.
Mu Yunsang knew that Haiyuan did it on purpose and deliberately chose a female ring to give to her.
Leng Qi listened to her warning and asked curiously: "My Majesty, you don't even know this is a female ring, but you have read so much? My Majesty doesn't know how to understand it, can you not understand it?"
Leng Qi asked tentatively and cautiously.
The page she opened was almost at the end. Yes, she had almost finished reading it, but she didn't understand what it said at all.
Although this is true, Mu Yunsang just wants to strangle Leng Qi to death at this moment. To be honest, sometimes it is a very unlovable thing, isn't it?
After clearing her throat, she pretended not to hear, raised her head arrogantly and turned her hands behind her back to look out the window: "Why did you come to see me today?"
A hint of smile clearly flashed through Leng Qi's eyes, but he could tell that he was holding it back.
"I just got a new book of whip music. The queen made a good whip. It teaches how to integrate the internal force and the whip. I think the queen should be able to use it."
"nice one!"
Regarding martial arts secrets, Mu Yunsang can be described as thirsty for knowledge.
But Leng Qi did not immediately hand over the book to her injury, but asked carefully: "Empress, do you understand? Do you want me to go back and read it first, and I will explain it in layman's terms to the empress."
You, you, you, sometimes, people who are too considerate are too unlovable, right?
How could Mu Yunsang admit that she, who has seven or eight degree certificates, is now illiterate?
"Just bring it here, why can't I understand it?"
Leng Qi hesitated for a moment and handed the blue-covered book to Mu Yunsang.
I can't afford to be hurt. Mu Yunsang only recognized one of the four words on the cover.
Shuo Ri Silk (Shuo Ri Silk) was the only day she recognized.
Leng Qi asked again worriedly: "Do you really don't need me to watch it for a while and then simply explain it to the empress?"
She raised her head, turned around and put the whipping chart behind her, and puffed out her chest bravely: "Of course not, how can it be so difficult for me to get such a simple thing?"
There was clearly a suspicious look in Leng Qi's eyes.
Facts have proved that don’t pretend to be cool, otherwise you will be struck by lightning.
The cover only recognizes that date. When I open it, I don’t know who wrote the bird text. The handwritten manuscript and the font look like dragons and phoenixes at best, but at worst, they are like a ball of crabs crossing the river.
If you write it well, she might not even know a few words. If you write it like that, she will really go crazy.
I asked Haiyin to help, but Haiyin said something with a twitching corner of her mouth: "This slave can only understand the picture above."
Well, she admitted that she could only understand pictures.
Illiteracy is not terrible, but illiterate people who refuse to admit defeat are terrible.
She never believed that she could be conquered by anything. She couldn't understand the flying crabs now, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be able to understand them in the future.
*
In Deyang Store, Beichen Mofeng focused his eyes intently on the list of envoys submitted by Honglu Temple.
There was a name on it, which caused a twinge in the center of my eyebrows. I unconsciously raised my forehead, closed my eyes, and rested on the desk with one hand.
Xuan Chengyou walked over cautiously and asked, "Your Highness, do you have a headache again? Why don't you take a rest?"
"Yes!" He responded dullly. Xuan Chengyou nodded and motioned for his mother to go in and make the bed. He looked back and accidentally glanced at the list of envoys. The three words "Nangong Lie" made him slightly surprised.
However, his face quickly darkened, and as usual, he carefully put away the folders and helped Beichen Mofeng stand up.
"Xuan Chengyou, please stop resting. I want to go to her place for a walk."
Xuan Chengyou was slightly stunned: "Wu Liangdi, or the Crown Princess?"
In one place, there is a person with the same imaginary appearance and atmosphere as that person.
In one place, there is a person who has a temper similar to that person.
Even though Xuan Chengyou had served Beichen Mofeng for many years, he didn't know who he was referring to.
"Her!"
His eyes fell to the southeast. Although he still didn't say who it was, Xuan Chengyou already understood.
"Set up the Jiajiaofang Palace."
The ancients who hung beams to prick their buttocks, chiseled walls to steal light, and made firefly sacs reflect the snow were not as studious as Muyun Sang these days.
On her third day without sleep and burying her head in a pile of books, Hai You finally couldn't bear the pain anymore.
"Master, if you continue like this, your health will be broken. My iron-clad body cannot withstand your torture! Please rest, you can bear it, and your eyes can't stand it anymore."
"Don't make any noise!" Without raising her head, she pinched a piece of baked film and ate it. She asked Haiyun to bake it. Apart from desserts, there was no fast food in this world to satisfy her hunger, and she didn't like eating sweet things very much.
I thought of asking Haiyin to get some membranes, cut them into slices and bake them on a charcoal basin. Sprinkled with pepper and salt, and dried the moisture of the membranes. They tasted crunchy. Apart from Haiyin’s poor craftsmanship, they lacked a little umami.
, best used as snacks.
She originally wanted Haiyin French Fries, but whenever the girl had a chance to get close to her, she would just keep thinking about it and she didn't bother to tell her to do things.
"master!"
Haiyuan almost cried.
She still didn't raise her head: "Oh, don't make any noise. There are some words here. If you have nothing to do, just take them and ask those literate eunuchs and maids. The old rule is, don't let anyone know that I asked you to ask. Just say it's you.
If you want to learn it yourself, ask me to come back and teach you."
It has been three days, three full days, and a pile of books has been moved in. Her master has been burying himself in the pile of books, ignoring others and not listening to advice. At most, he asked her to bake diaphragms and eat them.
Isn't it just asking her to run errands to go to school?