Chapter 1819

The little one is four years old now, isn't he?

"He has a good temper. My aunt and my mother like him. Recently, he has got a small wooden sword. He holds it every day and says that he wants to be a big Iron Army. Junwang's grandfather says that he is really like his great grandfather."

Shen Dingshan stroked his beard with satisfaction. It was natural. His great grandson should be like him. There was only one like him.

He glared at Yuwen Yu again. It was rotten wood. If it was not for his grandson, he sometimes really wanted to strangle him.

How could he have such a stupid grandson?

When no one else was there, he found the opportunity to speak with Yu Yu Haosheng.

"Brother Yu Biao, why do I see you every time I see you

Yuwen Yu is very sorry, but it is the right finger.

Well, it seems that you can't blame him, right?

"I'm afraid of knives."

"Oh..." Brand Yu Yi understood, "then use the sword."

"The same fear."

"What are you afraid of?" Every man should have a natural affinity for swords and the like. Why, cousin Yu is afraid of swords.

"Well..." If you think about one, you won't hurt Yu's self-esteem.

What is a cousin afraid of?

"Scissors."

Yuwen Yu is right again.

"Actually, it's easy to handle. There are men who use scissors as weapons. It seems that there are several good ones in my house. I'll find them and give them to my cousin." in fact, Luo Yuyi has really thought about it. Even if they don't have them in the family, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether there is the imperial palace.

Don't forget, there is a treasure of the imperial court.

Dongbai is one of the treasures of the Shang Dynasty. Although there is only one Dongbai, it can be replaced by other things.

Yuwenyu is pointing at his finger again. Then he looks up and takes a peek at brand Yuyi. He lowers his head again.

"What's more, cousin? "

brand Yuyi knows that Yuwen Yuding has something to say.

"Well..."

Yuwen Yu's voice is small and small, and finally almost the sound of mosquitoes.

"I'm afraid Blood. "

"Brand Yuyi..."

At this time, the soldiers of the whole barracks were very happy, because they had a lot of food, which would have filled several of their warehouses. It seemed that there was not much from the carriage, but when they were carried down, they found that the number was really quite large.

It is also full of their several grain depots. According to their daily rations, if they save some food, they will be able to eat for about a year and a half. After a year and a half, there will be new grain next year.

In the kitchen, bags after bags of rice were also carried in. Today, we will give everyone a good meal. When we are full, we will have a good sleep. When they get up early tomorrow, they will fight those barbarians. They dare not come here again. Even if they hear their names, they will run away.

In a room, Xiao an lifted the candlestick on the table and blew the candlestick. However, in the room, there was no dust, and even a very soft and clear light. Although it was not as bright as day light, it was far better than the light of ordinary candles.

In this light, reading and writing will not hurt your eyes.

And these lights come from the Pearl of night in the candlestick.

Xiao an put the candlestick to one side, but also came to help brand Yu Yi grind up the ink.

As he grinds, he approaches his head up. As a result, when he sees so many words, he feels dizzy and his eyes are dim.

"Childe, what do you write on it?"

He looked at these words for a long time, but he really couldn't recognize a few.

"I didn't teach you to write it?"

Brand Yu Yi took one side of the pen, moistened the nib, and began to write on the flat rice paper.

Xiao an scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Childe, those words are too difficult for me to learn."

"You are too lazy."

Brand Yu Yi this to the point, but also will Xiaoan choke half of the word can not come out.

Because he is lazy, but these are really difficult, he only recognized a few. Now, if we want him to recognize another word, a word, with many strokes and difficult to write, how can he possibly? As long as he grasps the book, he wants to doze off. What he learned today is learned, and what he taught is that he has learned every one and knows each one.

But when he woke up the next day, he didn't know another one.

Brand Yu Yi raised the pen with one hand and turned over the yellow book with the other hand. Every word was written on the paper.

"It's good writingXiao an raised his face on the table. Anyway, he felt that his childe wrote the most beautiful. Every one of them was so beautiful that he didn't know any of them.

"My brother, your son has the best handwriting."

But he didn't dare to boast about his own words. Among his brothers, each had his own specialty. He had been studying medicine all the time, so he didn't pay much attention to practicing calligraphy. As for the second elder brother, he learned everything and learned all kinds of talents. Finally, it was related to his temperament. He killed all sides, but nothing was too brilliant.

Only eldest brother has always been strict in his work. Although he does not follow his will, he does not have some perseverance. Therefore, his handwriting is the most characteristic, which is what the master said.

Compared with his two elder brothers, his words can only be said in general.

"How did the old lady write it?"

Xiao'an is curious. Shen Qingci's hands are very powerful. People say that his fingers should be very flexible when mixing incense with plain hands. Then, when writing, they must be excellent, right?

Brand Yu Yi put some of the pen in his hand, but also gently smoothed the tip of the pen.

"Your old lady's handwriting is not as good as her fragrance mixing skills."

Her mother's words are careless. Her mother said that her time is used to earn my son. She is a layman. She can't write, draw, sing or dance.

So she never compared poetry with others.

In this world, if it comes to earning money, no one can really compare with her, because she has another adventure, and she has two treasure hunting foxes.

In this world, there are two words "willing to give up". If you get this one, you will also give up that one. Therefore, the mother's art of making incense also comes from giving up those.

But these also vary from person to person.

"Although the word is like life, sometimes the word is not excellent, but people will have something wonderful."

"Is young master talking about Xiao an?"

Xiao an pointed to his nose. "Xiao an also has some wonderful things."

"Yes?"

"What's so wonderful about you?" How to brand Yu Yi never know, where Xiaoan wonderful to come?

Xiao'an is loyal to the young master. Xiao'an pats himself on the chest, "xiao'an can take good care of the childe, and xiao'an runs very fast."

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