Qin Wuyan finally understood!
As for the dealer's two idiots, one is obsessed with seeking pills and medicines, and the other is addicted to wine and sex. It is very good to know a few big characters, and there is no way to write good articles.
Even the master can't be fooled, let alone someone like Zhuang Huaisen who has a vicious and suspicious look.
Qin Wuyan glanced at the article he had written, crumpled up the paper, and picked up the brush again: "Thank you, Brother Qingyun, for your advice."
Zhuang Qingyun continued: "As far as I know, that Zhuang Minghao's handwriting is not bad, and that Zhuang Mingyan's handwriting is distorted like an earthworm. Although he has taken a lot of classes, he doesn't know much, let alone speak well. It would be nice if the vernacular could be written fluently."
Qin Wuyan heard the words, pondered for a moment, and then began to write.
Zhuang Qingyun smiled: "Compared to writing your own articles, it is the most difficult thing to write what these two people think in their hearts."
The handwriting can be imitated, but the content is formed according to the brain circuits of those two people, which is beyond the reach of anyone.
It did take quite a while for Qin Wuyan to write two different assignments.
Zhuang Qingyun took it over and looked at it, nodded again and again: "Not bad, not bad, this homework is in the hands of the master, and the master must be difficult to tell the truth from the fake.
For future homework, it is good to follow such a shallow argument to write. "
Qin Wuyan dried the ink, put away his homework, and said, "The old man in the library seems to be more powerful than I imagined."
Zhuang Qingyun nodded: "The wizard invited by the previous high priest in person, specially taught and trained the next high priest. He knows astronomy, geography, medicine, vocal music, and pharmacology. His talents are far ahead of the masters in this mansion. In fact, after his legs are paralyzed, he has an extremely weird personality and is difficult for outsiders to approach.
If he falls in love with you, maybe he will torture you a lot, if he doesn't like you at all, he will treat you like nothing, you can ask for more blessings. "
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Seeing his strange expression, Zhuang Qingyun said, "What's wrong with you? Did he make things difficult for you?"
"That's not true." Qin Wuyan recalled the old man's various behaviors, a little unpredictable: "Just let me eat with him, and those dishes are all mutually reinforcing. If you don't pay attention, it will become poison."
Zhuang Qingyun frowned and thought for a moment: "I can't figure it out. Could it be because I have been lonely for too long, and I let you pass the time with you?"
Qin Wuyan shook his head: "I don't know, but life and death are just a cheap life, it doesn't matter."
Zhuang Qingyun: "..."
Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Qingyun read together until late at night, and Zhuang Qingyun simply fell asleep on the low couch in Qin Wuyan's small wing.
Qin Wuyan rubbed his tired eyes, went to the well to fetch water to wash his face as usual, but once again met Min Huizhu who was standing by the well in a black hood.
Min Huizhu smiled: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
She approached Qin Wuyan step by step, "You really came."
Holding the wooden basin, Qin Wuyan looked around, and found that there was no one around, but the only guard was already lying on the corner of the wall and sound asleep.
Qin Wuyan sniffed, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the air.
Min Huizhu said softly: "Don't be afraid, they have all inhaled the drug, and they won't be able to wake up within two sticks of incense. I just miss you and want to talk to you more."
Qin Wuyan put down the tub: "I happened to come over tonight, if I hadn't come, would you have found me in my wing?"