After Ye Qiuying fell asleep, Su Rong ordered someone to get paper and pen, and began to write Zhang Ku's letter and Wang Sheng's strategy silently.
These two books, which Zhou Gu has always been thinking about, are naturally very exquisite and profound, especially Zhang Ku's handwritten notes, which contain strategies for governing the country and military strategies in just a few words. It can be seen that Zhang Ku is not only a handed down civil servant, but also a thorough student of the Art of War.
, a general who is good at using troops.
Su Rong wrote for half a day, thinking about it while writing, but she didn't feel tired at all. Instead, she felt that the more she savored and polished it, the more she benefited from it.
At noon, Ye Qiuying woke up from her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw Su Rong standing in front of the table writing something. There was a pile of manuscripts stacked in front of her. She got out of bed and walked to her side without disturbing her.
Look up.
Su Rong heard her movement and glanced at her, "Are you awake?"
Ye Qiuying nodded, "Sister Su Qi, what are you writing?"
"Zhang Yu's Notes."
Ye Qiuying asked: "Is it the famous minister Zhang Yu?"
"right."
Ye Qiuying was surprised. She looked at her and then at the pile of manuscripts in front of her, "Sister Su Qi, you are so amazing! You can actually write Zhang Yu's notes from a silent voice."
Su Rong said: "This ability is innate."
Ye Qiuying blinked and saw that she kept writing. Her handwriting was very strong and smooth. After writing for so long, her wrist was still strong. She was impressed by her handwriting again, "Sister Su Qi, your handwriting is also good, follow me."
My uncle's writing is just as good."
Su Ronxiao said, "You must be able to say a word as good as your uncle's, which proves that you can really use it."
Ye Qiuying nodded affirmatively, "Excellent."
Xie Yuan and Su Xingze watched her practice Su Rong's calligraphy. If she didn't practice well, they wouldn't let her go out to play. Naturally, she worked very hard in order to be able to go out and play.
When writing prescriptions for Zhou Gu, she used Kuang Cao. Facing Zhang Yu's letter, she naturally did not want to blaspheme. She used a correct handwriting with iron-painted silver hooks that penetrated the back of the paper. This handwriting was indeed worthy of this letter.
Content.
She still had some words left to write, so she asked Ye Qiuying: "Are you hungry?"
Ye Qiuying shook her head, "I'm not hungry. Sister Su Qi, you can write. I won't disturb you. I'll just sit here and watch you write."
Su Rong glanced at the sky and nodded, "Okay, then we'll have lunch after I finish writing."
Ye Qiuying responded and stopped disturbing her. She picked up the handwriting she had written and looked at it. She had big eyes and looked serious.
Half an hour later, Su Rong put down the pen, rubbed her wrists, then her shoulders, and said, "Come here, set the table!"
The servant who was waiting immediately responded and hurried away.
Ye Qiuying used her small hands to neatly fold all the manuscripts written by Su Rong, "Sister Su Qi, did you write this manuscript to give it away?"
After all, a person who can write down words does not need to hold these manuscripts in his hands to read.
Su Rong nodded and did not hide anything from her, "Give it to Zhou Gu, he likes it."
Ye Qiuying suddenly realized, "The little brother of the Zhou family is both civilized and military, and Zhang Ku's letters contain both strategies for governing the country and military strategies. He is indeed someone who likes Zhang Ku's letters."
Su Rong looked at her nodding like an adult and laughed, "You quite understand."
Ye Qiuying said crisply: "My uncle told me about Zhang Ku's letters. He said that Zhang Ku was capable of both literary and martial arts. He was a famous minister passed down from generation to generation. If you have the opportunity to read it, it would be a great kindness."
Su Rong looked at her and said, "Well, then why don't you make a copy and give it to your uncle? He should like it very much if you copied it by yourself."
Ye Qiuying opened her eyes wide, "Sister Su Qi, can I copy it? This manuscript is precious..."
Su Rong tapped the bridge of her nose, "Good things are kept in the world to benefit others. Your uncle also likes it, so you can just make a copy and give it to him. No matter how precious the things are here, if they are kept privately, they should be sealed up.
, can’t be used, and is completely meaningless.”
Ye Qiuying's eyes were bright, "Okay, thank you Sister Su Qi. I will copy it after lunch. I will be quick."
Su Rong nodded, "Okay."
In addition to a few dishes that Su Rong likes to eat, the kitchen brought lunch dishes that took care of Ye Qiuying's taste and cooked a few of her favorite dishes.
Ye Qiuying was very touched and whispered to Su Rong: "Sister Su Qi, the people in the East Palace are so nice."
"You are a distinguished guest of the East Palace, and this is the treatment that a distinguished guest deserves. Therefore, if you have needs in the future, just ask, there is no need to be burdened." Su Rong patted her head, "It's hard for your little uncle to keep someone with you in the East Palace.
You, I can leave you two people to accompany you."
Ye Qiuying looked at Su Rong, "Sister Su Qi, I can take care of myself, there is no need to leave anyone behind."
"It's okay. I have people. It won't be a problem if I leave you two." Su Rong waved her hand, "Eat!"
Ye Qiuying nodded.
After the two had lunch, Ye Qiuying enthusiastically began to copy Zhang Ku's notes for Ye Guixue. She was young and wrote slowly, one stroke at a time, and it took a long time to write a page. However, she did not complain about being tired and was very serious.
Su Rong slept for an hour. When she woke up, she saw that Ye Qiuying was still writing and asked her, "Would you like to take a rest? Eat some melon seeds?"
Ye Qiuying shook her head, "Sister Su Qi, I'm not tired."
"Okay!" Su Rong grabbed a handful of melon seeds and sat aside to eat them while watching her write. Soon, she discovered that this child was very talented and was actually imitating her handwriting. In a short period of time, he imitated her handwriting.
There is actually such a three-to-five similarity.
Su Rong laughed, "Do you like my calligraphy?"
"Yeah." Ye Qiuying was a little shy, "Sister Su Qi, I think your handwriting is very beautiful."
"I just like it when you praise me." Su Rong spat out a mouthful of melon seed skin and said to her, "I'll write you some copybooks later!"
Ye Qiuying was overjoyed and nodded heavily.
After Su Rong smashed a handful of melon seeds, she originally wanted to be lazy for half a day, but looking at Ye Qiuying's serious face, she seemed uncomfortable if she continued to be lazy, so she silently picked up the pen and began to write down Wang Sheng's strategy.
Ye Qiuying raised her eyes and looked at her, "Sister Su Qi, what are you writing again?"
"Wang Sheng's strategy." Su Rong answered him, "Zhou Gu also likes it."
Ye Qiuying said "Oh".
"Does your uncle like it too?" Su Rong asked, "Would you like to make a copy too?"
Ye Qiuying nodded and shook her head, "My uncle has Wang Sheng's strategy in his hand, which is also a handwritten copy. I don't know where he got it."
Su Rong said "Yeah", "That's just right, so as not to tire you out."
After the two said a few words, they began to concentrate on writing.
In the evening, when Yan Huisheng returned to the East Palace, he heard that Ye Qiuying and Su Rong had been locked in the house all day. He smiled and asked, "Why didn't you come out of the house all day? Is it because it was too cold and snowy?"
Su Rong beat her shoulders and shook her head feebly, "No, I wrote down Zhang Yu's Notes and Wang Sheng's policy."
