Chapter 136

After reminiscing about the interesting events of his youth under the plane tree, Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun for a walk in Zhaoyang Palace.

The Yiying decoration here has not been moved, and it still looks like when Wu Huanggui was still there. Even if Fu Changxi ordered people to clean up in advance, no one dared to move the objects in the hall. Therefore, when Fu Changxi led Zhen Tingyun to the small study in the side hall, he could still see several open copybooks on the rosewood bookcase, as well as the picture of winter snow on the table that could be painted in the future.

Through these, it seems that can see the woman who was standing behind the writing desk and thinking about it.

Fu Changxi walked over slowly, looked at the copybooks, seemed to remember something, and couldn't help showing a slight smile.

Zhen Tingyun also followed, and looked down a few times.

Fu Changxi thought for a while, and then said to her, "You should know a little about the origin of my mother-in-law..."

Zhen Tingyun nodded. She did know a little bit, but she was just chasing the shadows. It is said that the concubine Wu Huanggui was brought into the palace to serve by the queen. Emperor Xiaozong really took a fancy to it, and this pet is there, but Queen Wang herself did not touch it at all, and even almost endangered the queen's honor.

Fu Changxi lightly rubbed the handwriting on the copybook with his fingertips. The ink on it was already dry. With the passage of time, it even lost its original bright ink color, but the handwriting on it was still familiar to him.

Familiar can hardly bear to see more.

Fu Changxi's voice was also low: "She came from a low background. When she first entered the palace, she only knew a few words. After all, Wang Jiayuan only valued her appearance and figure, and wanted her to be favored by her beauty and suppleness. , she never taught her to read and read. The people of the Wang family probably also thought, 'Those who serve the king with talent are long, and those who serve the king with color are short' - no matter how beautiful the skin is, it is only a skin, so it will not hinder it. Queen's rank..."

"It's just that the mother concubine is just like you. Although her conditions are limited, her heart is not limited to the current predicament. She always wants to know more characters and read more books. For this reason, she can even put down her body and The courtiers who are literate ask for advice. Because of her embarrassment, Queen Wang doesn’t like her very much. She always avoids people when practicing calligraphy. words, and then wiped with water."

As he said that, Fu Changxi smiled unconsciously, with a complicated look on his brows: "The emperor said that the first time he saw his concubine, he saw her hurriedly carrying things out of the small kitchen, only thinking that she was stealing. What to eat, because of the concubine's outstanding appearance, he went up to take a look on a whim. As a result, he happened to see several charcoal sticks slipping out of the mother's arms..."

Fu Changxi still remembers Emperor Xiaozong holding him in his arms, and when he talked about those things, the supreme emperor had a complex expression that was half-smiling and indescribable-he said: "I will never forget, she saw the charcoal stick from The anxious look when she fell from her arms, and the look on her face when she hurriedly lowered her head to pick up those charcoal sticks. Even if it was just worthless charcoal sticks, no one wanted them anymore, but she looked at the charcoal sticks with eyes full of It's bright, like picking up jewels and jade that have fallen on the ground."

It is precisely because of that accidental encounter, the sudden rise of the emperor, and a touch of emotion, that the later Concubine Wu, and even the Imperial Concubine Wu.

Only then did Princess Ningguo and Fu Changxi come into existence.

...

Fu Changxi took a deep breath and continued: "Later, the royal father personally taught her to read and write, prepared copybooks for her, and taught her to practice calligraphy... After many years, she never slackened. This is also the most important thing when practicing calligraphy. Sometimes, when I am ignorant and get into trouble, she gets angry and wants to beat people. Just when I am sitting and reading, she will force the fire again. After I finish the book and put it down, she will beat people again. .Even if later, Huangjie and her relatives, she was depressed all day long, but she still practiced calligraphy sooner or later according to her old habits."

Zhen Tingyun looked at the handwriting on the copybook and couldn't help but say, "It would be great if my handwriting could be as good as a mother's concubine in the future."

"Yes." Fu Changxi held her hand and squeezed lightly.

Zhen Tingyun couldn't help laughing, he shook Fu Changxi's arm, looked up at him, and said jokingly, "So, when you taught me to practice calligraphy and asked me to call me 'Sir', did you just Already like me?"

Should the son inherit the father's business?

Emperor Xiaozong taught Wu Huanggui's concubine to write and teach a piece of imperial concubine love, and Fu Changxi and Zhen Tingyun did the same at the beginning.

Fu Changxi only felt that a heart was also shaken by her, so he shook his head, showing a slight smile, and replied softly, "That's not true, I just thought you were smarter than the other little girls, and you looked lovable. …”

Zhen Tingyun blinked his eyes, and his eyes were like jewels, especially when he looked at him. She stretched her tone and asked coquettishly, "What about now?"

Facing her bright eyes, Fu Changxi pursed his lips again, many words were stuck in his throat like a hard block at this moment, and he couldn't say it out.

At the same time, the barriers that had been floating in this Zhaoyang Palace and had been imprisoned in the heart seemed to have disappeared.

Fu Changxi's rare eyebrows stretched, and he changed the subject a little bluntly: "It's not too early. Let's go back - didn't you say you would finish the book that you didn't read last night?"

Speaking of this, Zhen Tingyun's mind also turned back: Yes, the joint exam between the two schools is about to be taken. It’s more important to read and review books, to tease your husband, talk about love, etc., just move it a little later...

Thinking like this, Zhen Tingyun stopped procrastinating, and hurriedly dragged Fu Changxi out of the palace together.

However, this time, Fu Changxi was a bit enlightened. He felt that the way the two of them read books and answered questions last night was very wrong. If Emperor Xiaozong had been a Liuxia Hui like him back then, he might not have been there. Therefore, Fu Changxi decided to change the way of reading and answering questions.

The two left the palace together, returned to the palace, and went to the study.

Fu Changxi, without the slightest humility, sat on the only wooden chair in the study, and then waved to Zhen Tingyun in a leisurely manner: "Come and sit."

Zhen Tingyun: "..."

After a while, Zhen Tingyun hesitated and said, "Just a chair, where to sit?"

Fu Changxi pointed to the position on his lap.

Zhen Tingyun: "..."

Fu Changxi did not urge, but just looked at her restrainedly and calmly.

His face was still as handsome as the sharp edge of a blade, and his expression was as cold as ice and snow. Only when looking at people, his eyes are deep and his expression is deep, as if there is some unspeakable expectation.

Zhen Tingyun hesitated for a long time, but finally moved over, and then sat down tentatively.

Fu Changxi took the man into his arms, and then reached out to flip through the book he had just read last night. He has always had a good memory, and the fact that he read a book on the night of the newly-married bridal chamber was indeed impressive, and he turned to the page that he had read last night based on his memory.

So, Zhen Tingyun started a painful and happy review career.

Although Fu Changxi's explanation was detailed and serious, every time she opened her mouth to ask, Fu Changxi had to hug someone, rub and kiss... In short, when she looked at it, her face felt hot, and her brain seemed to be hot. She was also a little dizzy. It wasn't until it was time for dinner that she realized that she and Fu Changxi spent so much time in the study that they didn't even finish half the book!

Who is this!

Zhen Tingyun was about to be pissed to death by his unsatisfactory self and the ulterior motive Fu Changxi!

So, after dinner, Zhen Tingyun didn't need Fu Changxi to teach him anymore. He ran back to bed with the book in his arms and looked at it, ready to write down the difficulties that he didn't know. Madam Chu or Yang Qionghua.

In the end, Fu Changxi had to take the initiative to bow his head and come up to apologize to her.

Before Zhen Tingyun thought about whether to forgive him or not.

Fu Changxi had already pulled the quilt with every inch, and urged her to go to bed earlier: "You have to go back to the door in three dynasties, so don't stay up all night. Staying up late doesn't make you tall!"

Zhen Tingyun took a deep breath, and she took a risk of not kicking him—she still remembered Fu Changxi's warning this morning.

I have to say, the days after marriage were not as smooth as imagined.

well!