The night is thick and the candlelight is beating.

With a bang, Ale, who was dozing off, hit his head against the table, and he jumped up in fear.

Chu Zhao laughed: "If you are sleepy, go to bed."

Ale rubbed his forehead and saw Chu Zhao holding the pen and writing carefully. There was a piece of words written by others next to him.

Ale recognized that this was the name of the young master who won the Miss during the day today.

When he thought of this young master, Ale looked angry. The young master was extremely rude. He had already said that he had won, but he still didn't give up. He stood in front of the table, wrote down many strokes one by one, and smashed them on the lady.

"This word may beat you?"

"This word may beat you?"

He asked over and over again, and the lady could only answer "Yes."

She was so angry that she wanted to beat this crazy person, but the lady was calm and let him humiliate him. When the crazy person shook his sleeves and left, the lady bent over to pick up all the papers amid the laughter of the viewers around.

Ale planned to burn these words, not collect them like other people's words - now the manuscripts that have been compared in Chuyuan are collected and handed over to the people in the bookstore.

Unexpectedly, the lady refused to let her burn, and even took her to read and wrote, and she had been writing all night.

"He has very good handwriting. I have learned some of it before. I had to learn it, but Xiao——"

Chu Zhao stopped here, and Ale was listening, asking in confusion: "What's the little one?"

Xiao Xun had a new concubine, and that beauty played the piano very well. Xiao Xun listened to the piano every day and played it with that beauty - Xiao Xun was also very good at playing the piano.

She threw down her words and hurried to learn the piano-

"Nothing." Chu Zhao smiled at A Le, "I am too young, impatient, lazy, I don't know the importance of being serious, I don't know the right way, I haven't learned it, and now I have this opportunity to see it, so I will pick it up and learn it."

Although I felt that it was a bit strange to say with no eyes, Ale hurriedly nodded: "Miss is right, Miss, this is called, and there must be my teacher when I walk with three people."

Chu Zhao tugged his hands: "Ale is so awesome, everyone knows that Zi said."

Ale laughed: "I can't listen to so much every day."

She looked at the girl under the light. The girl was obviously thinner, even thinner than when she was walking in the wilderness.

During the day, the lady will hold three competitions, fighting ten people at one time. Although it is not a horse-drawn archery battle, every time at the end, Ale can see the lady holding the pen trembling, her eyes are full of red silk, and the person becomes like a piece of paper, and she will fall down as soon as she blows.

This mental energy can kill people even if they are exhausted.

But after eating a table of food and soaking hot water, the lady was excited again. She studied at night, competed during the day, and studied again at night. This cycle repeated, and the lady became thinner and thinner every day.

But the lady did not become sterile and weak, but instead became more and more brilliant.

Ale took a deep breath and said, "Miss, Ale can't fall behind even if she works so hard."

Chu Zhao reached out and stroked Ale's cheek: "I won't write another article. In addition to studying, we must also take good care of our health. Let's go to bed early. Remember to call me up in the morning to practice arrows."

Ale nodded: "Don't worry, Miss." He said again, "When the lady competes with these people, shoots them with one arrow and every arrow, and all the arrows are wiped against their faces. Ask them if they are afraid, are they afraid."

Chu Zhao laughed.

"Miss Azhao Miss Azhao." A maid came in happily, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

This maid is not from Chu Zhao, but from Chu Ke.

Chu Ke’s scholars claim to be elegant, and the maids around him also have to read and write, but they don’t need these skills in their daily lives. Chu Ke goes out to make friends and does not take them, and does not watch the maids write and read when they go home. He just wants to read and write by himself when he reads, writes and writes poems by himself, and then praises and admires him.

But this time it came in handy.

Chu Zhao asked A Le to capture them, stayed in the competition venue, recorded and copied them, and was responsible for the book collection.

Chu Zhao looked at the maid and asked with a smile: "Why haven't you been sleeping yet? I haven't finished today's work, so get up early in the morning and don't stay up late."

The maid sighed a little. After Miss Azhao came to her house, Mr. Ake did not like this cousin and did not allow them to approach her, so as not to be contaminated with vulgarity and shallowness.

Later, Miss Azhao beat Ms. Liang first, and then stole the money from the family and ran away. After a few days after coming back, she beat Mr. Ah Ke to the point of being bruised and swollen. She was really fierce and vulgar.

After Miss Azhao was blocked by someone to compete, Mr. Ake and Miss Atang hid out. The maids had nowhere to hide and were captured by Miss Chu Zhao—

But Miss Chu Zhao did not bully, beat and scold them, but asked them to do things.

At the beginning, I was nervous and busy and couldn't do it well, so Miss Azhao didn't beat and scold her, so she asked them to take their time.

Now he even asked them why they didn't rest as soon as they opened their mouths.

In fact, Young Master A Ke is also a very gentle boy. His sister is old and short. He often gives them fun and delicious food on the street. He has heard too many good words.

But for some reason, Miss Azhao's words made her feel soft when she asked.

"I'm going to sleep. All the printings I'll send to tomorrow are sorted out." The maid said softly, and then she was furious, "Miss, look at these days."

She put the paper in her hand on the table, Ale looked at it, and saw the circles on it, knowing that this was the record of the winner.

"Miss, you have won one more game every day than the previous day in these three days." The maid said happily.

Chu Zhao laughed: "That's great."

Is it great to win one more game every day? It is worth the maid being so happy. Ale felt that the maid in the capital was like a countryman. She snorted: "Miss will win several more games every day in the future, and the more she wins."

In the past, the maid would feel vulgar when she heard A Le say this. How could she boast about her master so bluntly? She was really inferior, but she didn't feel inappropriate at this moment.

She had never thought she would be happy with a girl who would only win one more game every day than the previous day.

The master is a famous scholar, and Miss Atang is a famous intelligent person in the city. She is not a country maid who has never seen the world.

Her eyes fell on the table, where there were tall books, papers, chess scores, and bald pens.

The winning one more day than one day was achieved by this girl's desperate efforts.

The most exciting thing is to gain something from your efforts.

"Miss." She looked at Chu Zhao with gentle and firm eyes, "You will win more and more."

Chu Zhao smiled and his face calmed down: "As long as I dare to compete, I will not lose all the time."

In her life, she was left behind because of men. Now she is reviving and growing again. This time she is no longer used to please men, but to win reputation for herself.

When people mention her, they won’t say that Chu Li is that useless daughter.
Chapter completed!