After thinking about this, Liang Chuxue's status in his mind was once again reduced.
If your ability is not good, you can rely on hard work, but if your character is not good, it is difficult to change.
This is the so-called saying that a country is easy to change but its nature is hard to change.
Wang Tao thought and looked up at Qiaoyun again.
"Then do you want to learn the words?"
"What? Do you want to teach me how to read?"
Qiaoyun's face was stunned. First he was suddenly happy, and then hesitantly shook his head.
"The princess often said that people will go crazy if they read too many books. I'd better be a fool happily."
"Don't you want to know what these things I wrote mean? Maybe they are about you?"
There was no need for Wang Tao to popularize the importance of compulsory education with her. Instead, he took out the Blue Star poem written silently under the desk.
Wang Tao unfolded it, and the small characters on the paper flew like moths in front of Qiaoyun.
"About...me? About me or something?"
Qiao Yun stared at Wang Tao for a while, then her face turned red for no reason.
"You have to explore this yourself."
Wang Tao thought about it and hung the paper on the wall. He believed that these words would be like hooks, making Qiao Yun curious and sleepless.
"You're not...wanting to woo me...are you? I want to tell you that what I like is a real man, not a...parallel import like you."
Qiaoyun's face turned red, she lowered her head and tried to persuade him in embarrassment.
"Seeking a mate? Parallel imports? Damn it."
Wang Tao's old face suddenly turned red. He was stunned at first, and then felt annoyed for no reason.
Damn it! You little girl, how dare you doubt my man’s capital.
"Hmph! You seem to have forgotten your identity. Don't forget, you are my maid now. You dare to refuse me whatever I want from you."
Wang Tao pretended to be cold and said it, but as expected, Qiaoyun's face changed drastically as soon as he finished speaking.
She said firmly, trembling.
"I grew up in the palace, and I often heard about... the false things about false dragons and fake phoenixes. The people in charge of the palace turned a blind eye, but I can't accept it, and you can't even think of insulting me unless I die.
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As Qiao Yun spoke, tears streamed down, and Wang Tao's anger suddenly disappeared. It seemed to be a loss of face to admit defeat so easily.
"Well, you strong girl, I want you to sleep with me tonight. I'll see if you come. If you dare not come, humph, I'll kick you out."
Wang Tao said threateningly.
"I admit that I quite... admire you. It would be great if you were a real person. Unfortunately, this is not what I want."
Qiaoyun stood up suddenly as he spoke, his face suddenly turned gloomy, even his eyes were dim, and he seemed to have lost all his vitality in an instant.
With trembling hands, she took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket, then unscrewed the cap and was about to swallow it.
"what are you doing?"
As Wang Tao spoke, he shook his hand and threw the brush in his hand, and suddenly the small porcelain bottle in Qiao Yun's hand was shot down like a sharp arrow.
With a bang, the porcelain bottle fell to the ground violently, and the green liquid spilled all over the ground. The ground immediately corroded, as if it had been scalded by boiling oil.
Hold the grass! Is this really poison? Is this sulfuric acid?
No wonder it was difficult for ancient poisons to kill people. It was because of poor craftsmanship.
Thinking about it, as long as you are not like Wu Dalang, who is so sick that he loses his sense of taste, it should be difficult for him to take the initiative to drink poison, right?
Wang Tao looked at the rolling green venom and thought boredly, when he saw Qiao Yun staring at him blankly, his eyes widened in disbelief.
It’s broken! Your martial arts skills have been exposed.
Wang Tao's face was stunned when he saw Qiao Yun running away. Wang Tao picked up the inkstone on the table, hesitated and put it down again.
That's all, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. People should realize their own limitations and obey the destiny of heaven in all their human affairs.
My destiny is determined by me and not by God. Many people shout about it, but only a few can do it. What’s more, what can be changed is fate?
Wang Tao thought about standing up and picking up the brush again. He spread out a piece of white paper and dipped it in ink to express what was in his heart.
"Despicability is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble. Look, the gilded sky is filled with the curved reflections of the dead."
I don't know if it's good or bad to expose my martial arts skills and let Qiao Yun run away.
With this in mind, Wang Tao also hung this calligraphy on the wall.
He was calm and calm, and his mood was as relaxed as it had ever been.
Sure enough, people who hide things in their hearts are pathetic and cowardly.
"Deng Deng..."
When Wang Tao was about to sing a song, the sound of eager running came from behind.
Wang Tao looked back and couldn't move his eyes away.
I saw Qiaoyun dressed in a tight short coat, her hair tied up, revealing her snow-white neck like a swan neck, and her beautiful figure was undoubtedly revealed.
What stunned Wang Tao the most was her face. Before, her face was more delicate than bright. Although she was cute and cute, her face was always a bit gray and her lines were not soft enough.
But looking at it now, not only is it bright and charming, its lines are soft, but its face is fair and bright, and the whole person standing there is like a fairy descending to earth.
"You used to... deliberately act ugly?"
Wang Tao looked at Qiao Yun and asked with a blank expression.
"Master, please bow to me, my disciple."
Qiaoyun's face turned red and she didn't say anything, so she bowed her head.