Chapter 42

Hearing Jiang Li speak like this, Jiang Yuanbai was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what expression to make at the moment.

The girl in front of me did not know when she had grown into a slim girl. She looked more slender and weak than Jiang Youyao, and she looked more like herself between her eyebrows and eyes. Jiang Li was only seven years old when she was sent to the nunnery. She was still a chubby little girl. Eight years passed, turning the chubby little girl into a beautiful girl, but the last trace of familiarity was also obliterated.

Jiang Yuanbai felt strange.

After all, he missed Jiang Li's eight years, so that Jiang Li in his memory was still that childish child who was not sensible, willful and indulgent. When the child stood in front of him, with clear black and white eyes open, calmly put forward his request, Jiang Yuanbai did not know how to respond.

He said, "do you know what you are talking about? How can you keep up with mingyitang's lessons without enlightenment..."

"Father, I am also your daughter." Jiang Li interrupted his words: "it's also your daughter. The three younger sisters can go to Mingyi hall, but I can only follow the gentleman invited outside to learn some superficial principles. Father, you're not fair."

Jiang Yuanbai was speechless again. He looked at Jiang Li and suddenly remembered that he had two daughters before Ji shuran entered the door. The eldest daughter is a concubine and a little dull. Jiang Li is his first daughter, born mellow and cute. At that time, he also felt pity for ye Zhenzhen's efforts to give birth to Jiang Li. He often held Jiang Li and let Jiang Li ride on his neck to play.

I have had some family happiness. But later, Jiang Li went too far, and those father daughter relationships were eroded. But today, in front of him, Jiang Yuanbai looked at Jiang Li and somehow remembered those past events. The sentence "father, what you did is unfair" suddenly gave him a sour feeling in his heart.

I don't know when Jiang Yuanbai forgot that he had another daughter. He spoiled Jiang Youyao into the apple of his eye, but he was particularly alienated from his other daughter. Jiang Li didn't fight or fight, but just stood in front of her and watched her calm narration, which made Jiang Yuanbai feel ashamed.

This idea of shame was seen by Jiang Li, and her heart was also relaxed.

She had long found that Jiang Yuanbai did not have a father daughter relationship with Miss Jiang er. On the day Miss Jiang Er returned to the house, Jiang Yuanbai's eyes clearly had some concerns. It is true that Jiang Yuanbai is not a good father, but among them, Ji shuran must have made a lot of efforts. She has no feelings for Jiang Yuanbai, but she is willing to take advantage of Jiang Yuanbai's shame and harmony.

If she talks at length and keeps saying how bad Jiang Yuanbai is to her, Jiang Yuanbai may not be touched. On the contrary, it was her calm that made Jiang Yuanbai think more deeply.

"Pear, you are not suitable to go to mingyitang now." For a long time, Jiang Yuanbai said that although he refused, his tone was much calmer.

"The reason why my father didn't want me to go to Mingyi hall was that he was afraid of being instructed by others and shamed the yuan family. My father was kind, but did my father ever think about it? Today, the emperor praises women for entering school. As the head of the current Dynasty and the head of scholars, my father asked his legitimate daughter to invite a husband at home. If he didn't go to Mingyi hall, wouldn't he be beating the emperor's face?"

Jiang Yuanbai was stunned.

He wholeheartedly considered whether Jiang Li would be pointed out. The Jiang family was ashamed, but he forgot Hong Xiaodi.

"This is one of them. Secondly, my father, our Jiang family, four daughters, except for the three younger sisters, the four younger sisters and the five younger sisters also entered the Mingyi hall. It happened that I was at home, one is unfair, the other is to cover up. Human nature is so, open it up to others, and others still disdain to talk about it. The more I hide it, the more others explore it. My father thought that if I hide it in the house, others won't talk about me. Wrong, the more so, the more they talk about it."

When Jiang Li said all this, she didn't have any special emotions, as if she were talking about other people's things. It can be heard in Jiang Yuanbai's ears, but it makes sense. What's more, Jiang Yuanxing, the third bedroom, sent gifts to Jiang yu'e and Jiang yu'yan to the Mingyi hall, not to mention their big room.

"Father," Jiang Li lowered her eyes, "at the beginning, I did something wrong. However, people who are not saints can do nothing wrong. It's not great to know their mistakes and don't change them. I'm young and not sensible. Now that I'm old, I naturally understand the truth. I didn't have my mother to teach me when I was young. If I took a wrong step, would it take me a lifetime to repay it? I'm willing, but I'm the daughter of the Jiang family, and I don't want to become a burden to the Jiang family."

The sentence "I haven't been taught by my mother since childhood" hit Jiang Yuanbai's heart at once. His heart trembled and said, "pear, but you..."

"Father, I didn't practice calligraphy in the nunnery of Qingcheng Mountain. I knew that my father was the head of the dynasty, and I couldn't be a white man. I asked the literate little master in the nunnery to teach me to study and write. Although I didn't write well, I had read all the enlightenment books and could write a lot of words."

She suddenly walked to the table, moved the word "Jing" written by Jiang Yuanbai to one side, and spread the paper again. Jiang Li's action stunned Jiang Yuanbai, subconsciously looking at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li lifted her sleeve and slowly polished the ink. Her wrist is slender and her movements are gentle. She has a special aesthetic feeling and is pleasing to the eye. It seems that I have done this kind of thing countless times, which is natural.

After grinding the ink, she took up her pen and dipped it in the ink before she began to write. While writing, he whispered, "father, although Mingyi hall is a school, I can make friends with many people in it. As long as I don't make mistakes in it and make friends with many people, it's always beneficial and harmless for the yuan family. My surname is Jiang, and I always hope that the yuan family is getting better and better."

She is different from Jiang Yuanbai in writing. Jiang Yuanbai writes slowly and deeply, and it takes an extra long time to write. Jiang Li is different. She looks gentle and kind. When she writes, she has a sense of war in it. It was like a soldier with a knife who was about to rush to the battlefield and fought until dawn.

Jiang Yuanbai looked at the profile of Jiang Li. She was elegant and beautiful, but she was murderous and heroic.

After a pause, Jiang Li put the pen away, and the action was very sassy. When he put it aside, he said, "OK."

Jiang Yuanbai looked up, but at first glance he was shocked.

It takes at least ten years of hard work to practice such a handwriting, which is extremely beautiful and powerful. I don't know how many times better than Jiang Youyao's handwriting. The characters are not small regular script with hairpins, which are often used by women, but open and close widely, square and straight.

There is pen power in squareness, and a sharp edge in straightness.

Seeing words is like seeing people, but he is an open and aboveboard, open and tough person.

Jiang Yuanbai looked at the girl in front of him like a stranger. Jiang Li looked at him with a smile and asked, "do you agree with me to go to Mingyi hall now, father?"

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Ali: my calligraphy is 100 points [smile]