Chapter 61 Why are you being ostracized every day?
Sang Zhi was wearing a small gray robe, with a trace of eagerness on his face. He bent down to pick up rice paper on the ground.
Ye Qianning frowned, why was this villain bullied so miserably every time he saw him?
He lowered his head and glanced at the rice paper floating by his feet, bent down and picked it up. The fonts on it were neat and full of words. Ye Qianning couldn't read all the traditional Chinese characters, so he took a rough look.
Then I picked up another one. Well, the writing was not the same.
"National destiny." Zhan Chi picked up one and said.
"Copied?" Ye Qianning asked.
"Well, I was able to copy Beili Datong Yun. I am really patient and the writing tip is strong. It seems that the Eighth Prince has practiced calligraphy a lot." Zhan Chi was quite appreciative.
"Copying is of no use." Ye Qianning felt that insights were useful.
"That's wrong. It's not easy to understand the Great Harmony. As the saying goes, those who work hard gain wisdom. If you read too much, your ears and eyes will be affected by it, and your future will be limitless." Zhan Chi also read it when he was studying, but he had never seen it before.
You can see it.
"Talking on paper."
Ye Qianning raised her feet and walked towards the little man.
Sang Zhi picked them up one by one, wiped off the dust on the rice paper, and put it away carefully. Suddenly, everything in front of him went dark, and someone stepped on the rice paper. He was slightly startled and looked up.
At this time, it was morning and the sun was rising above his head. Ye Qianning was relatively large and stood in front of him, completely blocking the sun above his head.
Sang Zhi raised his head. The person above him had the sun behind him. He saw a dark face with unusually bright eyes, staring straight at him.
Ye Qianning just stood like this, holding the rice paper with her little hand and stretching it out. Seeing that he didn't make a move, she couldn't help but urge: "What are you doing standing still? Take it."
Only then did Sang Zhi come to his senses, stood up, and took the rice paper: "Thank you."
"Why are you ostracized every day?" Ye Qianning asked.
Sang stopped talking.
"You stopped talking again. People who didn't know better thought you were mute." Ye Qianning felt that this child was too introverted.
"Whose child are you? How dare you talk to the Eighth Prince like this?" The plainclothes eunuch hurriedly followed.
"Eunuch Li." Zhan Chi walked to Ye Qianning.
As soon as Eunuch Li saw the person, he immediately understood: "It turns out to be Miss Zhan, but the old slave is blind."
"Uh... um." Zhan Chi shrugged, and the fat boy next to his legs crossed his arms, looking a bit like a little bully.
"The Eighth Prince has picked up all his homework. Let's leave quickly. If you fail to turn in your homework on time, you will be punished." Eunuch Li turned around and said.
"Yeah." Sang Zhi nodded.
The boy drove the car over, and Eunuch Li helped Sang Zhi get into the car.
Sang Zhi got into the car, opened the curtain with his little hand and looked at Ye Qianning.
When Ye Qianning saw him, he raised his hand and waved towards him with a smile on his face.
There was some emotion on Sang Zhi's face. Before Ye Qianning took a closer look, the man had lowered the curtain and the carriage passed by her.
"How do you know the Eighth Prince?" Zhan Chi asked.
"The seventh prince was bullying him last time in Changyang Palace." Ye Qianning shook his head and sighed.
"The seventh prince's mother has been favored for many years, and the eighth prince is naturally incomparable. You are still young and you don't understand these things. Let's go and eat." Zhan Chi bent down and picked up Ye Qianning.
"Isn't it just that a child without a mother is like a grass?" Ye Qianning snorted.
Zhan Chi was surprisingly silent. In the city of Kyoto, the mother is always more valuable than the son, and the son is more valuable than the mother. It would not be too bad to have one or the other.
