Hai Marriage said doubtfully: "I was also wary of it. I asked a literate father-in-law to help me read it before I brought it back. It's just an ordinary ancient book."
Xiao Xuanzi was in disbelief: "How is it possible that Prince Gong is so kind?"
"Hey, who knows, the most urgent thing is to send the book back quickly. Xiao Xuanzi, take someone to the Hanlin Academy and send the book back. By the way, the master will probably want to read the book again when he wakes up. Go and get it.
When these female precepts, female virtues, and female tameness come back, our master is just reading a book, and he may not even know what he is reading after reading it."
After saying "Pfft", Gu himself laughed in amusement, and Xiao Xuanzi also laughed. This master, it is strange to say that it is a virtue for a woman to have no talent, but she is tireless and eager to learn.
Even an Iron Man might not be able to survive three days and three nights without sleep.
Others refused to listen to their advice, and I don’t know what methods His Highness the Prince used. He probably slept in a deep sleep this time.
*
This night, I slept very deeply.
When I woke up again, it was already the evening of the next day.
I slept at noon the day before and the next night, when I woke up, I just felt pain in my neck.
She rubbed her neck and sat up, recalling the scene before falling asleep bit by bit in her mind. She only felt the roots of her teeth itching and hurting, this bastard.
"Hey, ah, mom, it hurts!"
Why didn't he just strike her to death with one palm? He rubbed his neck and got up from the bed. The room was probably steaming because there were many charcoal pots burning. It was as warm as spring.
There was no one around to wait on her, so she turned her neck a few times and got out of the bed, shouting outside: "Marriage by sea!"
No one responded, so she walked to the edge of the screen, pulled down her clothes and put them on. The corner of her eye inadvertently turned to the table, and she pinched the hand holding the clothes.
Books, all her books were gone, and among the mountains of books on the table, only three or five thin books were left neatly stacked on one side.
Needless to say, she also knew what was going on. Haiyuan did not have the guts to touch her table without her consent.
Not only was the book gone, but also the diaphragm. What was on the table was a ceramic jar soaked in hot water. Now it was exuding a delicious aroma of hot steam, making people's stomach tighten.
.
It's food.
Look at the hot water, it just fell down. Where did Hai Yu go in such a short time?
No matter what, let’s offer sacrifices to the five internal organs temple first. I’m so hungry.
After opening it, she was disappointed. It was preserved egg and lean meat porridge. She thought it was a squab.
However, she had to fill her stomach first. After drinking some tea, she started to enjoy the food. After eating for a while, the door was pushed open. Haiyin saw her devouring the food and said in surprise: "Master, are you awake?"
"Where have you been?" She didn't have to maintain her image in front of Haiyin. She continued to eat by herself and complained, "I'm starving to death. Go get some roast chicken and duck. By the way, my book
Woolen cloth?"
Haiyuan was asked so many questions at once that he didn't know where to start from, so he could only answer them one by one.
"Just now Eunuch Xuan came and brought things over, and the slaves went out for a while. The emperor ordered the slaves to send the master's books back to the Hanlin Academy. The emperor warned that the books from the Hanlin Academy cannot be borrowed casually, and the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics.
Many of those books comment on current affairs, and I’m afraid that I won’t read them well.”
"I fucking...forget it." I wanted to say that I couldn't fucking understand, but it was too embarrassing. She was a dignified Mu Yunsang, with perfectionist standards and direct demands. In her previous life, she had a master's degree in international finance.
People with multiple certificates and honors, such as a doctorate in psychology and a master of human acupoints, cannot admit that they are illiterate, even in front of the sea.
Fortunately, Haiyin still left a few books for her. Forget it, it's just about learning the characters. After she has learned all the characters in these books, she can think of ways to get some new books.
Without raising her head, she asked: "Why is Xuan Chengyou here?"
"Eunuch Xuan was ordered to send this over."
There was a blue-covered book in Haiyun's hand. Mu Yunsang glanced at it and saw that the four words on the book were exactly the whip manual that looked like ghostly drawings.
"Isn't this originally my palace's?"
Haiyin replied: "The prince ordered someone to pick it up last night, and now he has sent it back to you."
"let it go!"
Haiyin stepped forward and put the book next to her. Seeing that she was about to finish a cup of porridge, he asked with concern: "Master, do you want more?"
"Didn't I tell you to get some roast chicken? By the way, Haiyin, come here and see if you recognize this place."
When I fell into the water and suffocated, I vaguely saw the outline of a vague mountain in the milky white water. This time I fell asleep and the place seemed to appear again in my dream. Although it passed quickly like a flash in the pan, it was in a dream.
It appeared several times in a row.
She picked up the pen, closed her eyes and recalled the shape of the continuous mountain peaks, and carefully stroked it one stroke at a time. Her ink painting was the true inheritance of a modern national-level ink painting master, and she also practiced calligraphy with that master.
His regular script has already reached the point where he is better than his master, and his running script is not bad either.
So calligraphy is not unfamiliar to her, and she does not need to adapt to it like traditional Chinese characters.
A painting was completed, even though it was just a rough outline, Hai You was stunned when he saw it.
This is completely the work of a master. There are several landscape scrolls hanging in the room. Compared to the landscape paintings her master casually sketched, they are just meager. Those scrolls are all masterpieces of palace painters.
"Silly, have you ever seen such a mountain range?"
Haiyin regained consciousness and looked at it carefully: "I have never seen this before. Master, are your paintings taught by your master?"
"Master? Oh, yes!" Knowing that the master Haiyin mentioned probably refers to the abbot of the temple where Mu Yunsang grew up in her previous life, she just responded with a haha to fool him.
Hai Yin's eyes were full of admiration: "Master's painting is so good."