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 so dangerous. He looked at Yu Yueyue and Lin Xiaoyu on the side with a guilty conscience, but found that these two people had no intention of paying attention to him. They all looked at Bian Qianqian with envy, hiding ten thousand questions in their mouths.
Bian Qianqian communicates.
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, they went to the ancestral hall to check on the study status of the giants. 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's a relief. It seems that my 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.
"Damn it, 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 instructors. 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?"
"Isn't 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 kept mumbling words about ghosts, monsters, scorpions, dragons, eagles, and quails. 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. People who practice martial arts don't need to learn these uncommon words, right?
However, if these people can become body-forging warlocks, 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.
Everyone 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, writing each character in a straight and beautiful manner, with strong momentum, giving him the air of a patriarch.
"Little Yezi, your calligraphy 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 the 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 and calculating man behind him.
As expected, she is the eldest daughter of the three major Wuhou families. With her demeanor, skills, and looks, she is simply one of a kind. It’s a pity that she came a step too late. She came half a year earlier, and it would have been a good idea for Ye Congwen to marry her as his wife.
idea.
Well, they are both talented and beautiful, and they are both immortal physical forging 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 everything. These eldest ladies from 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 other people's. 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.
Somewhat improved.
It’s late at night, so I won’t waste everyone’s rest time. If I have the opportunity, I’ll pick a suitable day and write to you again.”
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 the calligraphy written by my grandfather? There are them hanging on the tree stumps outside. When I finish class, I will set up a lantern for you so you can enjoy your reading."
Ye Rulang still hopes 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?
Does 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 body-building sorcerer before the age of sixteen! Naturally, if you practice quickly, you will have time to learn all those messy things.
Yu Yueyue hid in the dark and saw clearly the actions of several people. She had seen the old patriarch's handwriting before, and it was like a dog scratching it. The font size was suddenly big and then small, and the strokes were unorganized. It seemed that he had not practiced it specially.
As a disciple of Marquis Wu, Bian Qianqian has been immersed in the utilitarian ideas of making achievements since she was a child. How could she practice calligraphy which is worthless? Looking at the astonished expression on her face, it is clear that she knows nothing about calligraphy.
Ye Congwen, on the other hand, was a bad boy who had great attainments in calligraphy. The last letter he wrote to himself was written in Zhang Xu's wild cursive style. He deliberately wrote it in a sloppy way because he was afraid that the secret of treasure hunting would be stolen by others.
This time, these giants are taught how to read and have a straight and masculine appearance. Anyone who dares to write 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-building sorcerer 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 physical training sorcerer, 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 wages when the time comes.”
Bian Qianqian asked half-jokingly, in this way, the two of them can advance and retreat together. If they advance, they can kill monsters together, and if they retreat, they can write and draw to kill time.
"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 all in favor of the old patriarch, and she was quite looking forward to it. Suddenly she saw Yu Yueyue standing quietly under the shadow of the tree without talking, and remembered that she had dragged her over to look at the leaves.
Taught by Wen, after all, Mudouya and Lin Xiaoyu are going to sell World of Warcraft flesh and blood.
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 been fond of 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 characters?"
The giants immediately showed disdain. Yu Yueyue wanted to get closer to each other and prepared to explain the meaning of these words to them seriously. When she saw the expressions of the giants, she immediately stared blankly at the pillars.
The carvings on the wall pretended 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 relax a bit. 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 being reckless is not enough. 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, his mouth was filled with saliva and he couldn't even speak clearly, so 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 he entered the gate, he saw Lin Xiaoyu and Mudou Ya counting money.
“Forty gold bars, two hundred gold coins, one thousand and seventy-three silver coins, copper coins—Hey, Brother Congwen, are you back?
You're here just in time, you're a professional accountant, come and count this basket of copper coins, it makes my eyes spin."
Lin Xiaoyu was not interested in counting copper coins at all, but Mudouya insisted on counting the accounts clearly, and could not make mistakes even by one copper coin.
When Lin Xiaoyu was worrying, he suddenly saw Ye Congwen walking in, and immediately left the grueling job to Ye Congwen. He ran to the kitchen with a smile and scooped up the mung bean paste that night, slowly crossing his legs.
Drink up.
"Ye Congwen hasn't slept for five days and five nights. How can he have the energy to count copper coins? I will count them myself when I finish the work at hand."
Mudou Ya 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 Mudouya 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 he can easily spend money by himself.
The units are gold bars, so 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 really convenient. He quickly ran to get a scale. The two of them carried a scale and calculated the approximate number. Lin Xiaoyu immediately said:
"You don't tell Doudouya in advance that you have such a great trick, 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 move. He suddenly remembered that Ye Congwen used the money to pay the tuition fees 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, so there is no need to waste money."
"What are you afraid of? What's wrong with the money your man earns alone and you are busy buying a set of clothes? Brother Congwen, if you don't speak up, do you disapprove of Douya Ya 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 and long-legged beauties to enjoy the flowers and the moon. It was so unfair!