Her skin was like mutton fat, her cheeks were freshly peeled, and her playful and lively expression almost made Ye Congwen have the urge to pinch her.
It is indeed the feeling of a 28-year-old girl, which almost makes people confused.
Ye Congwen exclaimed that it was a dangerous situation and looked at Yu Yueyue and Lin Xiaoyu on the side with a guilty conscience, only to find that these two people had no intention of paying attention to him at all. Everyone looked at Bian Qianqian with envy, hiding ten thousand questions in their mouths that they wanted to communicate with Bian Qianqian.
Ye Congwen closed his mouth knowingly and let Yu and Lin chase Bian Qianqian to chat while he focused on rowing home.
After returning home and having a nice meal, we went to the ancestral hall to check on the giants' study status. Recently, under the initiative of Ye Rulang and Hua Sihu, the giants chose to work overtime at night and study hard, which made Ye Congwen very happy. It seems that his misery is not in vain.
When the giants saw the little clan leader coming to inspect, they all wanted to show off and asked Ye Congwen to come up with questions to test everyone. Ye Congwen repeatedly declined, but unfortunately these people did not listen and stopped Ye Congwen from showing off.
Ye Congwen had no choice but to reluctantly say:
"Seeing that you are so diligent and conscientious, I will take two less words from the test."
Upon hearing this, everyone smiled happily and stretched their ears to wait for Ye Congwen to ask the question.
"Evil monster, whoever writes these four words, I will immediately reward you with a gold bar."
Everyone looked at each other, but in the end they could only look at the six mentors. Qin Cheng felt that Ye Congwen was bullying others too much, so he couldn't help but help:
"We are still in the enlightenment stage. Is it too strict to write such a difficult word?"
"Is this difficult? I just learned these four characters when I first learned to write. I remember that the old patriarch was exorcising demons and eliminating disasters at home, and he was mumbling words about monsters, monsters, dragons, dragons, eagles, and birds, leave quickly. retreat.
Six instructors, it’s been a month, haven’t they learned these basic words? "
The six instructors broke into cold sweat after hearing this. We all have to look up these twelve words in the dictionary. There is no need for martial arts practitioners to learn these uncommon words, right?
However, if these people can become body-building sorcerers, they will have to see the eight types of demonic birds and strange scales sooner or later. Teaching them now in advance may be helpful in the future.
They all stood aside silently, letting Ye Congwen bully these older children who had just received their enlightenment education.
Seeing everyone's eyes widening and scratching their heads and ears, Ye Congwen knew that no one could write it, so he picked up a pen and wrote each one for the giant to read.
This time, he was teaching these giants who had just come into contact with writing. Ye Congwen chose a resolute and steady face. Each character he wrote was upright, powerful and powerful, giving him the air of a patriarch.
"Little Ye Zi, your handwriting is so beautiful! Your calligraphy is as serious as the person you write. Old patriarch, I heard that you taught him step by step. The apprentice has reached this level at a young age. You have decades of skill. , I'm afraid the level will be higher.
Do you want to show your skills to everyone and let everyone admire the style of famous teachers? "
Suddenly, a clear and crisp voice came from outside. Everyone turned around and saw Bian Qianqian walking in with Ye Wudi, chatting very happily.
The old patriarch admired Bian Qianqian very much. She was generous, open-minded, and never secretive. She was much better than the calculating dull gourd behind him.
As expected, she is the eldest lady of the three major Wuhou families. With her demeanor, skills, and appearance, she is simply one of a kind. It's a pity that she came a step too late. It would have been a good idea to come here half a year earlier and let Ye Congwen marry her as his wife.
Well, they are both talented and beautiful, and they are both immortal body-building warlocks. If they stand together, wouldn't they be a couple of gods and immortals?
Just as she was sighing, she suddenly heard Bian Qianqian asking her to come up and show off her calligraphy skills - pigeon sprouts were still suitable for Ye Congwen. They were childhood sweethearts and knew the root of the matter. The eldest ladies of these aristocratic families are too self-righteous and smart.
"Well, well, I won't show off my shame as soon as I get older. It's not that my skills are inferior to others, it's just that this person is old and his right hand is always shaking when he writes. He needs to do a whole set of Tai Chi to calm his mind. Improved.
It's late at night, so I won't waste everyone's rest time. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will pick a suitable day and write to you. "
Ye Wudi tried his best to push away Bian Qianqian's bad idea. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard Ye Rulang shouting from below:
"Captain Bian, do you want to read my grandfather's handwriting? There are them hanging on the tree stumps outside. I will put a lantern for you after class so you can enjoy your reading."
Ye Rulang is still hoping that Bian Qianqian can accept Hua Sihu as his disciple, and he must first establish a good relationship with her.
Ye Wudi's face darkened instantly when he heard this. He glared at Ye Rulang and was about to scold him when Ye Congwen stopped him and said:
"Grandpa, the patriarch, has devoted himself to studying Feng Shui metaphysics in recent years. He has been copying Taoist talismans. He is used to writing ghost talismans. If he is asked to change it to regular script, wouldn't it be difficult for others?
If Captain Bian is interested in calligraphy, feel free to come and see me. I am good at cursive and seal script. We can have a good chat when we have time. "
Bian Qianqian opened her mouth and didn't know how to answer. She secretly thought that I, a descendant of the noble Wuhou family, had too little time to practice the exercises. How could I have time to study such strange (and obscene) skills as writing and calligraphy?
Can reading a lot of books count as military merit?
Can my handwriting be exchanged for magic core?
I thought everyone was as talented as you, Ye Congwen, who skipped three levels in one semester and became a physical training sorcerer before the age of sixteen! If you practice quickly, you will naturally have time to learn those messy things.
Yu Yueyue hid in the dark and saw the actions of several people clearly. I have seen the old patriarch's handwriting, which is just like a dog's scratching. The font size is suddenly big and sometimes small, and the strokes are unorganized. At first glance, it seems that he has not been specially practiced.
As a disciple of Marquis Wu, Bian Qianqian has been immersed in the utilitarian thinking of making achievements since she was a child. How could she practice worthless calligraphy? Looking at the astonished expression on her face, you can tell that she knows nothing about calligraphy.
Ye Congwen, on the other hand, is a bad boy who has great attainments in calligraphy. The last letter he wrote to himself was written in Zhang Xu's wild cursive. He deliberately wrote it in a sloppy way because he was afraid that others would steal the secret of treasure hunting.
This time, these giants are taught how to read and have a straight and masculine appearance. Anyone who dares to speak well in the five major fonts will naturally have two brushes. I will take a test on him when I have time someday.
When Ye Wudi heard Ye Congwen helping him out, he immediately nodded in agreement:
"I have known me since I was a child. Recently, I have discovered that those talismans and prophecies have hidden mysteries. If there is a slight mistake in each stroke, they will not have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and eliminating disasters. Before I fully understand the mystery of the talismans and prophecies, I am I definitely won’t study calligraphy.”
"Haha, little Ye Zi, please don't laugh at me. I didn't become a body-training magician until I was twenty. Before I was twenty, I spent all my time practicing exercises without sleeping or eating. How could I have time to practice calligraphy?
But now that I have become a body-building warlock, I will live a long life. When I have nothing to do, I can learn calligraphy to pass the time. Since you are so good, you can teach me more when you are free.
Don't worry, you won't let your work go in vain. If you teach me well, I will give you salary when the time comes. "
Bian Qianqian asked half-jokingly, from now on, the two of them can advance and retreat together. If they advance, they can kill monsters together, and if they retreat, they can spend time writing and drawing.
"Hey, what are you talking about, Captain Bian? When the time comes, you will teach my incompetent granddaughters the exercises, and Ye Congwen will reciprocate and teach you how to practice calligraphy. It's disrespectful to talk about wages. It hurts feelings. This Don’t mention this again.”
Ye Wudi made the final decision and no one could question it.
Bian Qianqian looked around with a smile and found that the giants were quite in favor of the old patriarch, and she was quite looking forward to it. Suddenly, he saw Yu Yueyue standing quietly under the shadow of the tree without saying anything, and remembered that he had dragged her over to watch Ye Congwen teach. After all, Mudouya and Lin Xiaoyu were going to sell the flesh and blood of World of Warcraft.
As soon as they left, Bian Qianqian and Yu Yueyue looked at each other. Although the two chatted politely, Bian Qianqian always felt not as comfortable as chatting with Ye Congwen.
So I dragged Yu Yueyue to find Ye Congwen. Along the way, I saw that the old patriarch didn't seem to like Yu Yueyue. Taking this opportunity, why not bring them closer? He waved to Yu Yueyue and said to the giant:
"I heard from Lin Xiaoyu that Yu Yueyue has liked reading and literacy since she was a child. Girls have delicate minds. Why don't you let her come up and help you explain the strokes and pronunciation of these words?"
The giants immediately showed disdain. Yu Yueyue wanted to get closer to each other and was ready to explain to them the meaning of these words seriously. When he saw the expressions of the giants, he immediately stared blankly at the carvings on the pillars, pretending not to hear.
Ye Congwen didn't want to embarrass Yu Yueyue, so he quickly came out to rescue:
"Today, Captain Bian and I defeated five magical beasts and dug out a pair of four-color elixirs. You guys should also relax. I've prepared ten jars of sorghum wine to celebrate. You guys should go and have a few drinks too.
Reading and literacy is not about hunting in the mountains. Just doing it recklessly will not work. Combining work and rest is the best way. Ye Rulang, you are keeping an eye on people. If anyone gets drunk, I will only ask you tomorrow. "
"It's your order! I promise you won't get drunk. We are determined to be good students with both good conduct and academic performance!"
When Ye Rulang heard that there was wine to drink, he immediately became excited and couldn't even speak clearly. He quickly disappeared with the giant.
Ye Congwen and the old patriarch came up to exchange a few words with the six mentors. Ye Wudi prepared a banquet every night and waited for the six mentors to talk to relieve their boredom. Not long after they talked, Ye Wudi took the six mentors to drink and chat.
Ye Congwen thought that he would enter the forbidden circle to hunt monsters tomorrow, so he rushed home with Yu and Bian. As soon as I entered the gate, I saw Lin Xiaoyu and Pigeon Sprout counting money.
“Forty gold bars, two hundred gold coins, one thousand and seventy-three silver coins, copper coins—Hey, Brother Chongwen, are you back?
You are here just in time. You are a professional accountant. Come and count this basket of copper coins. It makes my eyes spin. "
Lin Xiaoyu had no interest in counting copper coins at all, but Mudou Ya insisted on counting the accounts clearly, and could not make mistakes even by one copper coin.
When Lin Xiaoyu was worried, he suddenly saw Ye Congwen walking in, and immediately left this grueling job to Ye Congwen. He ran to the kitchen with a smile, scooped up mung bean paste, and drank it slowly with his legs crossed.
"Ye Congwen hasn't slept for five days and five nights. How can he have the energy to count the copper coins? I will count them myself when I finish the work at hand."
Mudouya felt sorry for Ye Congwen and quickly defended him while putting the gold bars, gold coins and silver coins into three wooden boxes.
Ye Congwen didn't expect Mudou Ya to be so serious. He was indeed the person chosen by the old patriarch to take over his class. Diligence and conscientiousness are the qualities that an accountant must have, but this stupid method is a waste of time. Now that I often spend money in gold bars, there is no need to be serious about it. He ordered Lin Xiaoyu:
"Go get the big scale. One copper coin weighs one penny. Wouldn't it be clear if you weigh the whole frame and calculate it?"
Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and felt that Ye Congwen's words were indeed convenient. He quickly ran to get a scale, and the two of them carried a scale and calculated the approximate number. Lin Xiaoyu immediately buried his head and said:
"You have such a great trick and don't tell Douya Ya in advance. Do you want to tire your little wife to death?
Sister Douya, your man doesn’t love you, we have to learn to love ourselves. Let’s secretly take a few gold coins to Jinghongfang tomorrow to buy beautiful new clothes, okay? "
Mudou Ya heard this and was about to get excited. He suddenly remembered that Ye Congwen used the money to pay tuition for the giants. This was his responsibility as the patriarch. If I used it to buy clothes, it would be self-serving for the public good. He quickly shook his head and refused:
"Last time he bought me two sets of clothes and hundreds of bolts of silk cloth. When I have some free time, I can just make two sets myself. The Jinghongfang clothes are too expensive, there is no need to waste money."
"What are you afraid of? What's wrong with the money your man earns alone and why you are busy buying a set of clothes? Brother Congwen, if you don't speak up, do you disapprove of Mudouya buying clothes?"
Lin Xiaoyu asked angrily, trying to defend the pig bean sprouts. The two of us were busy trying to make money for him, but he took two tall beauties with long legs to enjoy the flowers and the moon. It was so unfair!
