Wen Xiaotu pushed open the main hall door first and found that the threshold was quite high. He had to lift up his skirt and step in carefully sideways. Then he was about to turn around and close the door, but saw that Liang Kunyu had quickly closed the door outside.
Wen Xiaotu:......
By the way, is it necessary to keep the palace door closed at all times in broad daylight?
Wen Xiaotu didn't understand very much.
The back hall is also open to the open, that is to say, after entering, there is a wide and deep hall. On the west side, there is a bead curtain hanging under the floor-to-ceiling hood of Wanfu Longevity, and on the east side, there is a closed partition door.
Wen Xiaotu secretly thought that behind this next door, there should be the emperor's study. Wouldn't it be boring to close yourself in a double door in broad daylight?
Since the message had already been passed, Wen Xiaotu didn't talk too much and just gently opened the next door.
Inside is a spacious study room with soft light. There is a huge Arhat couch by the window on the south side. On the north side is a huge bookshelf that reaches the sky and touches the ground. In front of the bookshelf is a large mahogany case, which is filled with various memorials. In front of the case
It is His Majesty the Emperor who is sitting upright.
The study was extremely quiet. There was only a young eunuch standing beside the royal desk, lowering his head and polishing ink. In the entire study, there was only the slight sound of ink being brushed and the rustle of ink pen writing.
All in all, it’s so quiet!
It was so quiet that Wen Xiaotu didn't dare to make any noise. He held up his skirt and stepped forward softly, saying in a low voice: "Greetings to the Emperor."
Emperor Mingzhao, who was reviewing the papers, trembled with his pen. He raised his eyes in shock, "When did you come in?!"
Wen Xiaotu was speechless and choked. Did you let me in? I was so surprised!
It suddenly dawned on Mingzhao: It turns out that I have been accustomed to hearing the voice of my heart before anyone comes in.
This time, someone came closer and I made a sound, and I realized it.
Ming Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at the quiet eunuch Mo Mo next to him: "Stay back!"
"Yes!" The Mo Mo eunuch looked a little dull and responded before bowing and retreating.
Wen Xiaotu asked for instructions in a low voice: "I wonder what the emperor's orders are after the summons?"
Ming Zhao gave the Wen family in front of him a cold look, with a low eyebrow and a submissive look. He couldn't tell that he dared to say such wanton words behind his back.
He said coldly: "Grind the ink!"
Wen Xiaotu:?????
After being stunned for three seconds, Wen Xiaotu cursed in his heart, "You sent out the little eunuch who specializes in ink grinding just so that I can take over from him?!"
"You, my concubine, are here just to let me grind my ink??" Is this emperor mentally ill?!
Ming Zhao's expression grew colder: "The most important thing when serving me is to be quiet! When I don't ask you anything, just shut up!"
Wen Xiaotu: Not only does she have to be an ink grinder, she also has to be a mute ink grinder?
Wen Xiaotu cursed in his heart, but on his face he could only nodded, OK, I won't speak! Don't I think I am mute?
He stepped forward and grabbed the piece of red ink, grinding it on the inkstone, and said in his heart: I am an ink grinder, I have a strong ability to grind ink, I want to grind that dog emperor into a dog~
Ming Zhao picked up the wolf brush, and suddenly found that Wen was actually quite happy with it, and the ink was already in rhythm!
It's just that the ink grinding is not very good.
"Too strong!" Ming Zhao scolded with a frown.
Wen Xiaotu's hand movements stopped, and the joyful song in her heart stopped abruptly. She quickly glanced and saw a small and exquisite palace bowl next to her, with half a bowl of water in it. She quickly picked it up and poured water into the inkstone.
Oh haha, I shook my hand and poured more!
Ming Zhao's temples were beating wildly.
Wen Xiaotu said weakly: "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. I can just be more ink."
Ming Zhao gritted his teeth: "Add water in small amounts and often!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Wen Xiaotu was as docile as a quail, and he was already scolding the emperor in his heart for being such a dog! If you think I didn't polish it well, why don't you just call back the eunuch who just kicked out!
"Don't apply the ink diagonally. It must be ground vertically and flatly. Don't be too light or too heavy, too fast or too slow! Do you know how to grind ink?" Emperor Mingzhao was very annoyed. What kind of thing did he grind on?!
Wen Xiaotu said sternly: "Back to the emperor, I don't know how to polish ink."
Ming Zhao's face is as black as ink, but you are confident!
"Keep grinding! If you grind too much, you will get it naturally!" Ming Zhao said with a mean expression.
Wen Xiaotu:...your sister!
The power was stronger than the others, so Wen Xiaotu had no choice but to continue grinding the ink in frustration. He had to follow the emperor's instructions, neither light nor heavy, and grind the square of red ink slowly.
The task of sharpening ink may not seem very strenuous, but if you continue to ink continuously, it will become a chore.
The important thing is that His Majesty the Emperor is extremely picky. A little thicker or a little lighter is not enough!
Wen Xiaotu worked silently for two quarters of an hour, and his wrists were sore.
She rubbed her right wrist bitterly, "Oh my god, how could I have offended this dog emperor!"
After being lazy for less than ten breaths, His Majesty the Emperor said coldly: "Why did you stop again? Continue!"
Wen Xiaotu almost cried. Even if this dog emperor has high demands, Ya consumes a lot of money! After finally grinding out a pool of qualified red ink, he used it up in the blink of an eye! How fast is Ya's hand?
Hurry!
Wen Xiaotu gritted his teeth with a grimace and continued grinding, mistaking the inkstone for the vicious face of the Dog Emperor, who will grind you to death!
His Majesty, the Dog Emperor, wrote like a dragon and a snake. At the end of the memorial, he left a line of red ink. It was written in running script! Oh no, this is close to cursive script! No wonder it’s so fast!
Wen Xiaotu took the time to take a look, and then continued to curse, what the hell was written? I can't understand a word!
His Majesty the Emperor said coldly: "Don't look around!"
Wen Xiaotu was so excited that there were eyes on the back of his head?
She hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I don't know any of the words you write!"
Emperor Mingzhao was stunned and asked, "Are you illiterate?" - When we talked about the Classic of Filial Piety that day, wasn't it catchy?
Wen Xiaotu's black line, you are illiterate! She said: "I am literate, but I don't know your handwriting!"
Ming Zhao was stunned again and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know running script?"
Wen Xiaotu showed a look of surprise: "Are you writing in running script? I thought it was cursive script..."
Ming Zhao:...meaning my handwriting is too sloppy?
Wen Xiaotu quickly lowered his head and continued to polish the ink silently. Was she a little reckless just now? She actually made fun of His Majesty the Emperor!
Who said the Dog Emperor was so inhumane that he actually asked her to be a coolie?
Ming Zhao said calmly: "You can rest assured that all the bachelors in the cabinet are literate."
A blue vein popped up on Wen Xiaotu's forehead. Do you really have to label me as illiterate?!
Grit your teeth and endure it!
Seeing Mrs. Wen's suffocated look of swallowing her anger, Emperor Mingzhao instantly felt a lot more at ease. You little brat, you're talking back to me! Let's see how I train you!
However, this Wen family is really quiet.
The voice of the heart was peaceful.
When I don't ask questions, I don't talk too much.