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Chapter 438

Chapter 438 The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked

Lin Jinxiao is a combination of contradictions. The blood of Qinghe Barbarian flows in his bones. He is born with a free and uninhibited mind. However, he was born in Luyan Port since childhood and received a lot of education from Chang Yanjue and Nie Huaian, so he is full of subtle influences.

Central Plains Etiquette.

Especially after what happened to Chang Yanning, he was used to seeing many stories about crazy men and women, and he was most worried that his daughter would learn from their sister-in-law in the future and get stuck in a quagmire for a man and be unable to extricate herself.

After all, this era still belongs to the era of men. No matter how dandy, no matter how willful, and no matter how many criticisms there are, as long as the prodigal son turns back, the world will always accept him.

But once a woman loses her integrity and her reputation is trampled on, an abyss awaits her.

Today, Erbao Lin Ruixi was a little too affectionate towards the young man of the Shen family. Her crying and her second aunt's advice could be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Glancing deeply at the hesitant little one, Lin Jinxiao assumed the most majestic posture for the first time and scolded sternly: "Lin Ruixi, how many times have I told you to stay with your brother and brother well?"

When you review your books and practice calligraphy, you must have no distractions and don’t have any delusional thoughts.”

Seeing his sister being scolded by his father, Sanbao Lin Ruichong was so stunned that he didn't dare to raise his head. He immediately spoke to the side and said, "Dad, my sister has carefully studied her books and calligraphy."

"Bring it to me and see."

Lin Jinxiao had a solemn face, and even Liu Yun, the mother-in-law, didn't dare to say a word as she watched.

San Baolin Ruichong immediately rushed to the study to get the words everyone had written at noon and handed them to his father.

Lin Jinxiao checked the pieces of paper one by one. When he saw a piece of beautiful and neat handwriting, he suddenly paused and murmured: "Pavilions, pavilions, cold wind and rain, good times are like this. In dreams, love has been in love since ancient times."

It’s rare, the spring scenery is still there when the old people are gone.”

Then he raised his head and stared at the little guys with eyes as cold as frost: "Who wrote this?"

Dabao, Three Treasures and Four Treasures all looked at each other and shook their heads.

Erbao lowered his head and shivered.

Chu Nanzhi had never heard of such a poem before, and was astonished as he snatched the piece of paper and looked at it carefully. Judging from the handwriting, it was indeed Erbao's calligraphy.

How could you think of such desolate words at such a young age?

She knelt down in confusion, looked at the little guy gently, and asked: "Baby, where did you copy these lines of poetry?"

Er Baolin Ruixi pursed her lips and shook her head aggrievedly.

Lin Jinxiao is also quite knowledgeable. Growing up, he has never seen any masterpieces by famous artists. He has even heard of some famous works by famous poets who are known for their romantic and romantic poems, as well as the works of several women listed as erotic poems, but he has never seen them.

Such sad words.

Frustrated, he flipped through a few more pages, then gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Chu Nanzhi went over to take a look, and saw a few lines of beautiful handwriting neatly written on it: "I love you, but I regret that fate is hard to see. A red bean boils me into loneliness and lingering love."

I have a mother-in-law.

Chu Nanzhi almost cried out in shock.

The little one is afraid that he has eaten too much red bean cake.

Such immature-looking words and phrases are definitely not the work of a famous artist. It is probably Erbao's own inspiration.

Although she was amazed by the talent of the little one, she started to feel lonely and lingering at such a young age. No wonder her old father was so angry.

I always feel like there is an overly mature soul inside this immature little guy.

While he was frowning and feeling sad, Lin Jinxiao got up angrily and went to the study room with a cane. He went to the desk where the little ones were practicing calligraphy, checked it carefully, and found a few pieces of paper written by Erbao and two hidden books from the bottom of the book. This storybook.

After just a brief glance, his entire face was as terrifyingly gloomy as a cloud, and the crutches made a heavy sound as they tapped on the ground.

Chu Nanzhi had never seen him get so angry with the little treasures, so he followed him anxiously, snatched the paper and notebook from his hand and took a look.

Shen Yunqing's name is written all over several pages of paper, and there are two story books, one is the masterpiece "Spring Dream Jinghua" and the other is "The Number One Scholar Asks the Girl". You don't need to read the content carefully to know what the story is about. It is a touching love story between a man and a woman.

"Lin Ruixi, come in here."

Lin Jinxiao was so angry that his throat was almost smoking.

Erbao was so frightened that he crept in. Liu Yun also led the other little ones to follow closely behind with a sullen face.

Lin Jinxiao took the script from Chu Nanzhi's hand and asked sharply: "Where did it come from?"

Erbao clenched his teeth, his little head hanging down, how could he dare to answer.

The maid who followed saw that the cover of the book of words in Lin Jinxiao's hand looked very familiar. She took a closer look and immediately went forward in fear, knelt down and apologized: "Go back to your highness, it belongs to your servant."

When Chu Nanzhi heard the sound, he lowered his head and looked at the female envoy.

In the past two days, Yin Liuxuan arranged for several female envoys and handymen from the outer courtyard to come in, but she didn't even bother to recognize their faces.

"May I have your name?"

Chu Nanzhi asked in a lukewarm tone.

"My name is Cai Lian, and I am the female envoy in the palace of the Empress Dowager."

Cai Lian raised her eyes to look at Chu Nanzhi with fear, and replied solemnly: "Slave. This slave was specially sent by the Empress Dowager to serve His Highness."

Hearing this tone did not sound like an ordinary service, and it was sent by the Empress Dowager. Chu Nanzhi probably guessed that she was the girl from the first marriage.

After telling her to get up, Chu Nanzhi asked hesitantly: "Cailian, why did you give this kind of talk book to your little master?"

Cai Lian shook her head in fear: "My slave, I don't know why I got into the hands of the little princess. I still put it on the table in the ear room in the morning, but I went to check it out in the afternoon and disappeared."

After hearing this, Lin Jinxiao became even more angry. He pointed at Erbao angrily and said loudly: "You have learned to steal other people's things at a young age. If my father doesn't beat and scold you, you will become lawless."

After saying that, he bent down and slapped Erbao on his butt.

Erbao screamed in pain and cried: "Dad, I don't dare anymore. I won't dare anymore in the future."

The arrogance in Lin Jinxiao's heart was rising. It was the first time in his life that he spanked a child. He felt distressed and depressed.

Looking at the crying little guy, he couldn't bear to raise his palms. He originally wanted to comfort her, but was stopped by Chu Nanzhi.

Chu Nanzhi thought he was going to hit Erbao again, so she quickly picked up the little guy and scolded angrily: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Why are you hitting the child?"

When Lin Jinxiao saw her coming out to protect the child, he felt relieved.

This family must have a strict master. Since she became a loving mother, she must choose to be a strict father.

Glancing sharply at the female envoys outside, Lin Jinxiao said angrily: "In the future, if I find someone peeking at such vulgar writings in the palace, I will never forgive him lightly."

Then he walked out of the study angrily, leaning on crutches.

These powerful words not only made several female envoys stare blankly, but also Chu Nanzhi and the two younger sisters were startled.

Doesn’t this leave no way for people to survive?

I also peeked at the storybook.

(End of chapter)


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