After dinner, Zhu Jinghong didn't have any idea, so he stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, he is not yet an adult and does not even have a separate small treasury, so he can give him anything as long as he can express his feelings.
The ones who are really going to be in trouble for this matter are the brothers who have been sealed away, especially the two princes and Prince Rui.
After lunch and walking around the inn with Zhu Jingyuan twice, the two brothers returned to their respective residences.
According to Zhu Jingyuan's wish, the two of them were supposed to live in rooms next to each other, but Zhu Jinghong was extremely upright and gave the adjacent room to Bachelor of the East Palace.
So right now, he and Zhu Jingyuan are not in the same courtyard, which makes it easier for him to let himself go.
After entering the room, he was greeted by Yinglian, who made Zhu Jinghong feel much better.
"Master Thirteen..."
"Well...what did you learn today?"
"Miss Xue taught me how to read characters. She taught me thirty characters in one day and I memorized them all!"
Currently, traditional Chinese characters are used, and it is indeed not easy to teach thirty students in one afternoon.
"Write it down and let me take a look..." Zhu Jinghong pulled Yinglian to the desk.
Regardless of whether Zhu Jinghong could write or not, wherever he went, someone would put a desk on it and take out rare books for decoration.
Yinglian picked up the pen, dipped it in ink and started writing.
Although it was a newly learned handwriting, the handwriting was beautiful and regular, which made Zhu Jinghong feel uncomfortable.
He writes very seriously, and his writing is no better than graffiti, and far behind new scholars like Yinglian.
When Zhu Jinghong was angry, he heard Yinglian say: "These are the thirty words..."
"Do you know what they mean?"
"Of course I know. Miss Xue told me the origin and evolution of each word and the allusions they involve!"
Speaking of this, Yinglian couldn't help but sigh: "Now I know that every word is not simple, but has such a story!"
Picking up the calligraphy written by Yinglian, Zhu Jinghong looked at it carefully and then looked at Yinglian: "Looking at you, do you think it is interesting to learn these?"
"Thirteenth Master, isn't it?" Yinglian said matter-of-factly.
This makes Zhu Jinghong even more uncomfortable. No matter he was before or now, he rarely finds happiness in learning.
"Well... of course, studying makes me happy!" Zhu Jinghong smiled awkwardly.
After sitting on the chair, Zhu Jinghong wanted to write a few sentences, but when he saw Yinglian's beautiful handwriting, he finally decided not to show off his shame.
Enjoying Yinglian's shoulders and back, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "I teach you how to read and write, so I am considered your teacher. As a student, you must show something!"
"I remember that when I became a disciple, I wanted to give him a bouquet...what kind of bouquet!"
At this time, Yinglian answered: "Thirteenth Master, you mean Shu Xiu, right?"
"Yes...it's just Shu Xiu, don't forget the etiquette!"
Yinglian said: "But I don't have anything, so what can I give you?"
"You can borrow it if you don't have any!" Zhu Jinghong said with a smile.
The only one who can borrow is Zhu Jinghong, but now that he owes him such a great favor, what can he do if he borrows it again?
Thinking of this, Yinglian didn't answer. She didn't want to cause any more trouble to Zhu Jinghong.
Turning to look behind him, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "Forget it, let me give it to you. After all, you are mine!"
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The next day, after serving Zhu Jinghong for lunch, Yinglian rushed to Xue's house in a sedan.
I thought that Yinglian came here yesterday to test her knowledge level, but now Xue Baochai realized that she was really regarded as a teacher.
"Miss Xue, our Thirteenth Master said, I'm sorry to trouble you all the time, so I'll just let this slave worship you as my teacher!"
"This is specially selected by the Thirteenth Master to be used as a slave to repair!"
The finest pens, inks, paper and inkstones, the finest silks and satins, these things are priceless and have no market value. Except for the royal family who can enjoy them at will, it is difficult for the princes and nobles to obtain these.
If only the money came, the value of what Yinglian brought today alone would have exceeded three thousand taels.
To put it bluntly, if you want to buy a stunning girl like Yinglian, you can buy seven or eight of them with just two thousand taels.
So if you say Zhu Jinghong is rich, he really doesn’t have much silver on him. If you say he is poor, he only spends a few thousand taels.
Such spending, even with the Xue family's wealth, would be scolded as a waste of money.
"Yinglian, your Thirteenth Master...is really nice to you!"
When she said this, Xue Baochai felt a little sad, which surprised herself.
It's as if...things that should belong to you have been taken away by others.
"The girl is right. Master Thirteen is a good man. If I hadn't met him... I would not know whether to live or die!"
When Zhu Jinghong was mentioned, Yinglian's and Yourong's looks made Baochai feel even more sad. It was like... not only had her own things been picked up by others, but she had also taken them directly.
Bah bah bah...why would I think about this.
Xue Baochai, Xue Baochai, every time you compare yourself to the masters in the mountains, what's going on?
At this moment, Baochai seemed to know herself again, and the thoughts that had just occurred in her heart made her feel strange to herself.
In fact, she used to have a high self-esteem, but she never met anyone who could open her heart.
Objectively speaking, as a normal woman, as long as she is "upwardly compatible", it is easy for her to get into love.
Although there are some men of the same age who are stronger than the Xue family in the original work, they are actually only too strong. It will undoubtedly be even more difficult for her to open her heart and look up to them.
Therefore, in the original work, she became a noble scholar in the mountains with crystal clear snow, and her so-called stopping virtue had no place to display.
At present, in addition to talent and learning, Zhu Jinghong crushes the Xue family regardless of his family background.
And when Baochai was in danger, Zhu Jinghong personally carried a knife to rescue her. How could this not make her fall in love with her?
"Girl...girl?"
Xue Baochai came back to his senses only after hearing Yinglian's call.
Thinking that he had gone crazy again, Xue Baochai was a little annoyed.
What about the indifferent mood at the beginning? Why are you missing?
It can be seen that a person's mentality not only depends on himself, but also has something to do with objective conditions.
As long as it's the people and things you care about, how can you not be affected by it?
"Yinglian, I just thought about it. You learned thirty words yesterday. Let's learn twenty today!"
"You must bite off more than you can chew. You must be able to remember what you have learned and then integrate it all!" Baochai said in a calm tone.
"The girl is right. What I learned yesterday can hardly be remembered today. If I learn as much today as I did yesterday..."
"I'm afraid my slave's head will burst!"
Hearing this, Baochai couldn't help but smile and said, "Didn't you say yesterday that it was easy to read and decipher words, and then you changed your tune the next day?"
After saying this, Baochai pointed her finger on Yinglian's forehead, her love for her was beyond words.
"My slave was ignorant yesterday!" Yinglian said in shame.
Immediately afterwards, Yinglian bowed again: "Master, please don't blame me!"
Baochai joked: "Okay... I haven't confiscated your training, but you called the master, so I can't help you if you don't teach me well!"
(End of chapter)
