Chapter 45： Teaching of Lord Iceberg

When Lan Yi came in, she found the mess on the ground at a glance, and she also saw the ink on her royal clothes. Although her royal clothes were ink-colored, she couldn't hide the wetness. She was slightly surprised. But she soon calmed down and packed up.

Chu Qingyan smiled at her with a little embarrassment, Lan Yi returned a smile to her, and then continued to take care of the ground.

Chu Qingyan couldn't help but sigh, this woman really looks like her own Yan Ruyu in the book.

Just when Chu Qingyan was committing an idiot, Xiao Xu's voice came.

"come."

Chu Qing Yan Wenyan retracted the sight on Lan Yi and walked obediently in front of him. At this moment, he was sitting with her standing, his gaze was just looking up.

"What's the matter of the grandpa calling?" She asked curiously.

"Beginning today will teach you how to read." Xiao Xu's words ended, and she saw that her face was discolored, and she felt funny in her heart.

"Why?" Too shocked that Chu blurted out without thinking.

The consequence of this recklessness is to succeed in making Xiao Xu cool his tone. "If the prince of the king does not know one character, it is only you who say that you are ashamed? You look like this bitter and bitter enemy. Don't you believe that King will teach you? "

Chu Qingyan was deeply frozen by the cold-spoken words. He couldn't even shake his head, and quickly denied, "No, no, Qian Yan is not disgusted, but it is too shocked, and some did not respond."

"Hum! Go and pick a writing brush." ​​Xiao Xu was too lazy to look at her disagreement, and pointed her at random, letting her choose it on the pen stand.

Chu Qingyan sighed in her heart, and did not know what Her Royal Highness thought. She thought about it, she wanted to learn to write, but if the target of teaching was replaced by the person in front of her, she felt that she Definitely guilty.

However, she fought frankly to choose a writing brush.

At this time, Xiao Xu allowed her to choose a pen, and he went into the back room to change clothes. He couldn't bear any stains on his clothes.

The oppressive atmosphere was absent in the room, Chu Qingyan's pressure dropped suddenly, and he slowly picked it up. The pen holder on the desk was hung with all kinds of writing brushes of different lengths, thicknesses, and textures. It is made of bamboo, as well as jade, jade, which looks crystal clear and dazzling. Under the bright light, there is a faint crystal light.

Chu Qingyan took a white jade writing brush, which was cold and comfortable. Chu Qingyan put it on her hand and weighed it. It was extremely light. Before, she thought that a pen made of jade would be heavier than a bamboo pen, but in fact It is very light, so it must be comfortable to write.

"My king asked you to choose a pen, not to let you weigh silver."

An unhurried voice penetrated the air directly to her ears, making her subconsciously shrink her fingers, but Bai Yu's pen was too smooth, and slipped between her fingers, "一下 ——" landed Broken into two pieces.

Chu Qing looked at the pen on the ground, stunned.

Xiao Xu saw this slightly raised eyebrows, straddled the pen of the dead body, and took a seat on the teacher's chair, and he followed Hong Yi, and Hong Yi saw this scene when he entered the door, and his brow jumped, but that was Wang ’s favorite wolf. I was interrupted in this way. I want to come to this Miss Chu family and be blamed by my own grandfather!

It's always right to do something wrong the first time you acknowledge it.

So Chu Qingyan immediately bowed his head and confessed, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Blame you for half the responsibility, who made you suddenly startle me!

Xiao Xu didn't look at the pen on the ground, and instead stared at her, "Isn't the king asking you to choose a pen, what are you trying to do? Is it possible that you want to use your hand instead?"

That's it?

Chu Qingyan turned stupidly and continued to choose his pen, but his mind was not yet turned.

Not only was Chu Qingyan, but even Hong Yi, who had put down the pastry, couldn't help but think about it. She didn't expect that her own grandfather would let her go like this, she felt a little incredible.

"Come on!" Xiao Xu said lightly.

Hongyi knew that Wang Yi was not in the study except Lan Yi, who was unwilling to attend. Even if Lan Yi was rarely in the room, she would be summoned except for occasional incidents. At this time, Hong Yi glanced back at her and chose a pen. Wang's petite figure, Wang Ye seems to like to call this little girl to wait around.

Lan Yi entered the door and nodded with Hong Yi, and then saw the pen broken in two on the ground, dumb and dumb, she turned to glance at Chu Qingyan who chose the pen for her pen. The lady seems to like to throw things on the ground, but this is also the nature of children.

As soon as Lan Yi picked up the pen, he heard Wang Ye's somewhat impatient voice, "Let you choose a pen, isn't it to make you pick vegetables on the market, grind them up, what can you do?"

She smiled slightly, and it was clear that Lord Wang was in love with this Miss Chu family.

Chu Qingyan heard that she felt a bit wrong. There were at least ten pens in front of her. She was dazzled and couldn't get started. At this time, she had to choose one and turned it over to Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu raised an eyebrow at her choice, "Are you sure?"

Chu Qingyan glanced at the pen in her hand. The pen tube was comfortable to hold, the pen was full and round, conical, not flat and thin, and the earthenware pattern was attached. It looked good, light and beautiful, of course she was sure! But she believes that there is something in Xiao Xu's words, not like she said it casually, but she really can't find a reason to say that this is bad!

Seeing that she nodded confusedly, Xiao Xu no longer said anything, took her pen, and explained the gesture of holding the pen.

"The gesture of holding the pen is nothing more than these words: 擫, 押, 钩, 格, 格 擫."

Then he held a pen to demonstrate.

In fact, she studied writing brushes for one year in the present life, but it was too long to be abandoned, and she was rusty. When she came back, she was just a child raised in a downcast village. How could she be literate? So when Xiao Xu asked her if she was literate, she shook her head.

But when she saw Xiao Xu's writing, she remembered the teacher who taught her at that time. It was completely incomparable. I have to say that the cold and cool Xiao Xu's posture of holding the pen was really pretty, and it was better than her teacher. Come more standard.

The first segment of the thumb is close to the inside of the pen, and the thumb joint twists the pen slightly outward. Use the first knuckle of the index finger to stick to the outside of the pen, and match with the thumb to catch the pen. Hook the outside of the pen holder with the first and second sections of the **** bent like a hook. Use the ring of the ring finger to press the outer right side of the pen from the inside to the outside, block the pen with the **** hook inward, and push it outward. The little finger is close to the ring finger and rests under the ring finger without touching the pen. The ring finger has little strength. You cannot push the **** alone.

This was what the teacher told her at the time. At the time, this simple movement was done by Xiao Xu, but there was a kind of impulsiveness.

After speaking, Xiao Xu threw the pen back to her, "Hold the pen."