Chapter 188 I teach my company to practice calligraphy

Du Lingchun has gone all the way to a high position. If he says his hands are clean, it is a lie. If he says there is no evil behind his back, it is also a lie.And all these mysterious and invisible things are hidden in the study, and no one is allowed to break into them.

Wu Yue originally thought that Gongsun Zhuoyu had left, so he knocked on the door openly and went in. Unexpectedly, he was here to open the window, and pulled him up with a little force. At the same time, he apologized to Du Lingchun through the window: "I belong to you."Damn it.”

Du Lingchun paused when he saw this, and a large amount of ink appeared on the tip of his pen. Then he put down his pen and said, "It's okay, let him in."

Wu Yue glanced at him and then let go of Gongsun Zhuoyu.

Gongsun Zhuoyu straightened out his wrinkled collar. When he passed by Wu Yue, he gave him a middle finger, then opened the door and walked into the study.

Wu Yue: "..."

Wu Yue couldn't understand what that gesture meant, so he quietly disappeared into the darkness and continued to guard the door.

It was already late at night. Du Lingchun saw Gongsun Zhuoyu come in, put the account book aside, then lazily leaned back on the chair, put his hand on his chin and said: "Master Gongsun didn't sleep in the middle of the night, why did he start crawling instead?"Such sneaky behavior as the window?"

There's not the yin and yang aura like during the day, just a joke that seems to be a smile but not a smile.

Gongsun Zhuoyu touched the tip of his nose and felt that he was a little abrupt. He glanced at the bookshelf behind Du Lingchun and said, "I really shouldn't bother you late at night. I just want to borrow a book from the company."

Du Lingchun is obviously not a person who likes reading, and those things behind are just decorations. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "What book?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Collection of Miscellaneous Poems."

Very good, never heard of or read it.

Du Lingchun stared at him, thinking that this man came here in the middle of the night just to borrow a broken book: "Find it yourself."

This is not difficult. The books on the bookshelf are arranged in a regular manner, including Liu Yi Lue, Zhu Zi Lue, Poetry and Fu Lue, Military Art Lue, Numerology Lue and Fang Ji Lue.Just follow it and find it.

While Gongsun Zhuoyu was searching, he talked to Du Lingchun: "When I rushed to Baifu today, it was too late. The man's tongue was hanged out and he died at home."

Du Lingchun hummed and listened to the report from the Xuanyi guard who went with him.

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "When the master chased him out, he fought with the murderer. The other party was a young man. His right arm was injured. If the company sends people to search the whole city tomorrow, there is no chance that the murderer will be found." In Science and TechnologyIn underdeveloped ancient times, the best way to search was through human search.

Du Lingchun wondered why Gongsun Zhuoyu was so sure that he would listen to him, but he said: "This is not difficult. I will ask your Majesty tomorrow to have the imperial army conduct house-to-house searches."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that this method was a bit too stupid after all, and there was only a 50% chance of catching the person.While he was talking, his eyes suddenly glanced across a row of bookshelves, as if he had discovered something. He pulled it out and saw that it was the "Collection of Poems".

Daye's book has no page numbers, so you can only turn back one by one.Gongsun Zhuoyu flipped through a few pages and finally found the corresponding verse and compared it with the one sent by the murderer. The printing font and format were the same, and they were all surrounded by double-sided thin columns.

Du Lingchun raised his eyelids: "What did you find?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu explained: "The poems sent by the murderer were all torn from a "Collection of Miscellaneous Poems". The paper is new and the ink is new, which means that I just bought it not long ago. I will check the major bookstores tomorrow.I got a new copy of "Collection of Poems" at home, which is probably a clue."

The best-selling items in bookstores are erotic pictures and novels. Usually few people buy this kind of miscellaneous poetry collection. Ask the boss, maybe he still has an impression.

After Gongsun Zhuoyu finished speaking, he looked at the desk inadvertently, only to see a piece of paper on it with something written on it: "Is the company practicing calligraphy?"

It is a memorial written to the emperor.

Du Lingchun's handwriting is average, not ugly, but not ugly either.He casually threw the half-written memorial aside: "It was written blindly."

Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled: "The writing is beautiful."

Du Lingchun paused when he heard this.To be honest, if Gongsun Zhuoyu's tone hadn't been sincere, he would have felt that the other party was mocking him: "Where can I look good?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu came over diligently: "Everywhere is beautiful."

When Du Lingchun heard this, he couldn't help but curled his lips, but he suppressed it forcefully.He looked at the "Mountains, Rivers, Sun and Moon" hanging on the wall opposite, and said honestly: "It's not as good as yours."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was a man of two generations, and his calligraphy skills were more basic than others. Not to mention reaching the top, he was still good enough to crush most people.When he heard Du Lingchun praising himself, his eyes narrowed when he smiled: "Then I will teach the company?"

Du Lingchun glanced at him and thought about how to teach calligraphy.Gongsun Zhuoyu seemed to have read through his thoughts. He took out a piece of rice paper from the corner of the table, spread it on the table, dipped his pen in ink, thought for a moment, and wrote the three words "Du Lingchun".

Gongsun Zhuoyu's teaching method is quite simple and crude: "Just follow what the company writes."

Du Lingchun: "..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu is this bastard.

The rice paper was spread flat on the table, with the three characters "Du Lingchun" occupying nearly half of the area. The thick black ink became a little colder under the yellowish candlelight.Du Lingchun hesitantly pinched the pen, and then, under the gaze of the people around him, he wrote a horizontal line on the paper...

"too heavy."

Gongsun Zhuoyu gently pinched his wrist, then lifted it up and whispered: "Be gentle."

He didn't touch it, but when he touched it, Du Lingchun's hand froze, and his strokes were crooked and slanted, which was worse than what a three-year-old child could write.

Du Lingchun felt embarrassed, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the corner: "No more practice!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that he had practiced well, so why didn't he practice anymore.He took out another piece of paper, spread it flat on the table, pressed it with a paperweight, and said with a smile: "Sir, please don't be angry. I didn't teach you well just now. I'll teach you again."

After he finished speaking, he dipped the brush into ink, glanced at Du Lingchun, then hesitantly put the brush into his hand, covered the back of his hand, and slowly held it tightly.

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "The power lies in the tip of the pen, not in the hand."

After he finished speaking, he took Du Lingchun's hand and placed a horizontal line on the paper. However, because his line of sight was blocked, he could only stand slightly closer, with his shoulders next to Du Lingchun's back. Viewed from the front, it seemed that he was completely covered withIt's like a person hugging me.

Du Lingchun's concentration was no longer on the paper. He could even feel Gongsun Zhuoyu's warm breath pouring on his ears. Even the tips of his ears were slightly warm, and he tilted his head unconsciously.

"Company, please read the words with your eyes."

Gongsun Zhuoyu used his other hand to gently straighten his head, and then placed it on his shoulder. His fingertips stayed for a moment, then slowly slid down, and finally landed on Du Lingchun's waist.

"..."

Du Lingchun noticed his movements and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.I just feel that my right hand is no longer under my control. It is just numb and stiff being pulled by the other party, writing strokes on the paper.

When the first word "Du" was written, Gongsun Zhuoyu gently rested his chin on Du Lingchun's shoulder.

When he finished writing the second word "Ling", Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand on his waist slowly tightened and fell into place.

The third word "spring" was almost finished, and they had already formed an ambiguous posture, the kind that could not be washed away even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

"..."

Du Lingchun's mind went blank, his heart was beating wildly, sticky cold sweat broke out in his palms unconsciously, and he could hardly hold the pen.

"Company..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu whispered behind him, stopped moving, did not write anymore, and quietly maintained that posture.His nose was filled with the faint scent of Du Lingchun's body, which was very familiar, even though it was the first time they were so close.

Du Lingchun unconsciously clenched his fingertips, a little afraid of what Gongsun Zhuoyu would do. He couldn't tell whether he was afraid or expecting.I just felt that the hand on my waist was getting tighter and tighter, and my back was just touching the other person's burning chest.

Du Lingchun was born to be indistinguishable between male and female, but now under the flickering candlelight, his eyebrows flew into his temples, making him look even more feminine.

Gongsun Zhuoyu used to hate eunuchs the most. He thought they were all sissies who liked to hide their knives in their smiles and stab people in the back.But for some reason, Du Lingchun always looks good wherever he looks.

The brush fell onto the paper at some point, soaking out a large ink mark, and finally rolled to the corner with a rumbling sound, but no one paid attention to it.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself whether he should find something to say. He maintained that posture and whispered: "It's already midnight. Is the company in the study at this time every day?"

Just as Shi Qianqiu had judged at the beginning, people like Du Lingchun had a sword hanging above their heads every day, and they were afraid of tossing and turning and unable to sleep at night.Hearing this, he hummed vaguely, his throat a little tight.

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "You should go to bed early. Staying up late is not good for your health."

He clasped Du Lingchun's hand tightly, couldn't help but stroked it lightly, and then relaxed his strength and let go: "If the company is free in the future, just come to me. Although I am not talented, I can still do it."The company teaches calligraphy."

Du Lingchun remembered what Wu Yue had stopped him just now, paused and said: "In the future, you can come whenever you want. I'll tell you, and no one will stop you."

It was as if this study was really just an ordinary study, without any hidden secrets, and he could come and go freely.

Gongsun Zhuoyu naturally understood what he meant, and felt a little happy in his heart. He responded in a low voice: "I will come when the company is here. If the company is not here, I will not come."

This sentence sounds ambiguous and pathos, and it can make people blush in a moment.

Du Lingchun hesitated, his mind still blank and he didn't know what to say.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't want to disturb his rest, so he stayed for a while before reluctantly letting go of his hand: "Then let's go to bed early. I'm going back to my room first. See you tomorrow."

Du Lingchun pursed his lips: "I know."

He probably wanted to tell Gongsun Zhuoyu to take a rest early, but the words were stuck in his throat and he didn't say them out. He could only watch Gongsun Zhuoyu leave the room.

Wu Yue stood quietly outside, holding the sword in both hands, motionless, like a statue.He heard the door being opened and looked up, only to see Gongsun Zhuoyu coming out of the study.

Gongsun Zhuoyu also spotted Wu Yue and said hello: "Wu Guard."

Wu Yue nodded: "Master Gongsun."

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his middle finger at him: "You are the flower picker!"

He is still as small-minded as ever.After saying this, regardless of Wu Yue's stunned look, he patted his sleeves, turned around and went back to his room to sleep.

Gongsun Zhuoyu only waited for dawn tomorrow so that he could find the whereabouts of the murderer. However, as soon as he woke up, he suddenly heard a shocking news——

Tang Feishuang caught the murderer!

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