Chapter 144

For all of Lu Yilan's actions, Junzi Yu said that he was very angry.

"You..."

"So what? When I was six years old, I must be better than them!"

"Sure!"

"Is it?" Lu Yilan's hand with a brush stopped for a moment. He raised his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. Just after hearing the words behind, Junzi Yu almost blew up. "It seems that you are almost six years old. Early spring next year is your birthday. You can recite thousands of words, four books and five classics, and write big characters in such a winter?"

Although Junzi Yu has always felt that he is a good person and can be a representative of all kinds of people since he was a child, he still blushed.

One winter.

It is almost impossible to learn to write big characters, recite thousands of characters and read four books and five classics.

But in Lu Yilan's joking eyes, his whole person is just like beating chicken blood, "ah! Good! I can! Don't look down on me

"Oh."

"We'll see."

It's really the most effective method.

The next day, Junzi Yu got up and began to learn to write big characters. At first, it was very miserable. Later, after a long time, it was much better.

As the old saying goes, practicing calligraphy can cultivate one's self-cultivation and cultivate one's nature. It is true that there is a basis. From practicing calligraphy, Junzi Yu's nature has finally converged a little.

From practicing calligraphy, reading four books and five classics, to reciting a thousand words, it's only more than a month.

Thirty two years of winter is coming to an end.

"Well, you wait."

"Heaven and earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is desolate..."

"It's a shame that you're ignorant and ignorant, and that you're helping me!" After finishing the last sentence, Junzi Yu's lovely little face was uncontrollable pride, his eyebrows gradually raised, "I learned."

"I'm better than little nine."

The little boy's head is very cute.

Lu Yilan can't help rubbing his hair. Junzi Yu is in a daze. Then the whole person is like a cat with fried hair. He hollers twice, then steps back two steps, "what are you doing!" He is fierce, but his cheek But a little red.

Sorry.

"You're good."

"Hum!"

He quickly two steps ran to the door, "know I'm good, later to call me Ziyu, don't call me eleven!"

Lu Yilan looks at him and goes out with him. In winter, he feels chilly, but Junzi Yu is still flying too far. It seems that he is not afraid of cold at all.

He was only five years old. During this period, his child's nature was repressed too much, so the whole prince danced with evil spirits.

Junzi Yu is playing snowball, throwing and throwing. Suddenly, Lu Yilan is hit.

The white snow slowly fainted on the robe and turned into a pool of ugly water stains. Lu Yilan raised his lips and said, "little eleven, you are not obedient again."

Hearing her soft tone, Junzi Yu shrank his neck, "I just don't listen!! You hit me

"Slightly..."

In order to dispel the fear, he began to run madly again.

Lu Yilan saw that there were no palace people in the prince's office. He was not afraid of being hurt by mistake, so he didn't stop them.

The child's laughter rang like a silver bell, which made him more pleasant.

Yes.

If you walk too much at night, you will always bump into ghosts.

If you throw too many snowballs, you will always be surrounded.

"Who!"

"Bold thief!"

"Ho ho ho --"

after a clang sound, Lu Yilan looked at the bodyguard rushing into the door, and his forehead hurt a little.

Bad luck.