prince's rivers and lakes

Chapter 35
Moon arrived in Fenglai Pavilion, Hei Ji was holding Tang Wanrong's exercise booklet.

She stretches or twists her body to complete all kinds of unimaginable movements.

While showing Bai Ji those so-called "pile skills", he laughed at Tang Wanrong's "difficulty" at the same time.

Bai Ji knew very well that these were all for the sake of better pigs being killed.

It’s like slaughtering pigs in the palace. The little eunuch will chase the pigs and run away, and smoke the pig’s butt with bamboo strips. It is said that the pigs killed in this way are more delicious.

Practicing these "pile skills" probably means that when the butcher kills pigs, the more pigs cooperate with him, the happier they will be.

No wonder Qin Shouan told Tang Wanrong the whole night's "story" that night. Naturally, it was also because of Tang Wanrong's superb "pile skills".

Tang Wanrong turned a deaf ear to the voices of Hei Ji and Bai Ji, she was too lazy to pay attention to the pair of sisters.

Following the investigation of Tang Zhong's exposed situation, more and more problems were found.

Tang Zhong's property that was confiscated into the palace was not enough to make up for the losses caused by the palace being enriched by him and using power for personal gain over the years.

Hey, this is the old man brought over from the Tang family... Tang Wanrong recalled the former County Hai Tang's family with regret and disgust, with mixed feelings.

Besides, what was even more annoying was that in the afternoon, after Qin Shouan finished telling the story and wanted to take away her gauze, he actually gave her a bundle of silk and hemp rope!
What does he mean?
In short, it does not seem to be a serious gift suitable for honoring the elders.

If there is a chance, she must take the rope he gave and tie him up on the bed to make him "bigger".

"Princess, the prince sent a letter."

"let it go."

Tang Wanrong was a little surprised when the maid sent the letterhead with the seal of Haitang Chunwu.

If you live in a house and write any letter, it is still delivered in the middle of the night.

He picked it up and prepared to unpack it, but found that Hei Ji and Bai Ji had quietly approached.

Tang Wanrong actually wanted them to go back to the palace.

It's just that she had called them here for a few days, and now she sent them back, which would inevitably make the empress dowager suspicious.

I was also worried that they would talk nonsense and gossip in the palace, ruining Tang Wanrong's elegant image and reputation.

"There is no need to be vigilant tonight. Go and rest first."

Tang Wanrong shook the letter paper, signaling them to leave.

"Why don't you be vigilant? What if he uses this letter full of sweet words to deceive you and call it a heart attack? We not only want to protect your safety, but also take care that your little heart is not taken away by others."

The corners of Bai Ji's mouth curled up slightly, she was experienced in this area.

Although no one has ever written sweet letter to her, she has read in the drama that many young ladies are lost in this trick.

It has been performed like this in the play, so someone must have done it, and it is not something people imagined out of thin air.

"Who would be fooled just by reading a letter? I don't even want to read a letter when someone writes to me. I suspect even more that he soaked the letter paper in a drug, and you would be stunned as soon as you opened the letter, and then he broke the window and passed away." Come... At the same time, we are also unlucky, we all faint here, and we are all killed as pigs."

Hei Ji was even more thoughtful.

The younger sister will think about the love between men and women, but in fact, using the means of hooking up with men and women to plan is often very risky and half the result with half the effort.

Wouldn't it be easier to succeed by using drugs than sweet words to take away the little heart?

Tang Wanrong sighed, it seemed that she had to watch in front of them to dispel their messy suspicions.

She also didn't believe that Qin Shouan would talk nonsense in the letter.

Could his letter be more absurd than "keep safe and marry her"?

Tang Wanrong opened the letter directly with a little bit of worry.

Seeing the ink that seemed to be blown dry just before sending the letter, the three people who read the letter were stunned for a moment.

The handwriting in front of me is peaceful and natural, the brushwork is euphemistic and subtle, strong and strong.

People often describe beauty as "frightening as a frightened bird, graceful as a dragon swimming, radiant with autumn chrysanthemums, luxuriant spring pine, as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind". Now it is used to describe beauty. The word to describe Qin Shou'an is very appropriate, not an exaggeration.

At that time, people used to judge the author of handwriting by "writing like the person", but looking at the handwriting in front of him, who would have thought that it was written by Qin Shouan?

His unscrupulous and reckless character can't be seen at all from this handwriting.

On the contrary, it will remind people of an elegant and easy-going modest gentleman.

Well, as long as he doesn't speak and blows people's heads off with his fists, that's exactly what he looks like.

"Is this the son's handwriting?"

Hei Ji and Bai Ji looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Moreover, the calligraphic features of the handwriting seem familiar.

"Apart from him, who would write a letter to his aunt in the middle of the night? Tang Cheng would never ask someone to write it."

Tang Wanrong had already glanced at the contents of the letter, and only she, Qin Shouan, and Tang Cheng knew about the investigation of Hongyingcao ointment.

"His handwriting is so good?" Bai Ji couldn't believe it, and became more and more sure that Qin Shouan must be following the path of a flirtatious talent who uses his talent to charm people's hearts.

A woman like Tang Wanrong is most likely to be confused by such useless things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs.

"I can't tell whether the writing is good or not, but it's easy to recognize. If the story of the heroic legend is written in such a font, I will read at least one page a day."

Hei Ji originally wanted to indulge herself in the Jianghu and become a heroine, but her status as Long Yinwei restricted her from gaining a great reputation in the Jianghu.

She has always been looking forward to nicknames suitable for female heroes such as "Dapeng in Black", "Flying Black Man", "Black Dragon Immortal King".

"His calligraphy enlightenment should be Mr. Ming. But Mr. Ming's writing power is not as good as him."

Looking at this handwriting, Tang Wanrong was amazed, but also a little incomprehensible:

"Without decades of time spent in it, how can you write such a magical pen?"

"You started practicing in the womb?"

"He has to start practicing from his previous life."

The pen and ink are still moist and moist, and the horizontal and vertical outlines, after looking at them for a long time, feel like the pen tip is scratching the skin, which makes people's heart itch.

He has such talent.

Tang Wanrong didn't read the contents of the letter carefully, but stared at the handwriting and appraised it.

His fingers imitated the incisive gestures in the air, and his eyes gradually blurred.

I just feel that the women who love calligraphy in this world are willing to take off their clothes and lie down on the desk, and let his fairy-like brushwork, using the skin as paper, sway to her heart's content on her smooth and delicate back.

What an elegant and romantic scene is this?

Tang Wanrong sighed softly, she was just thinking about other women, she neither could nor wanted to.

Calligraphy is just for entertainment after all, not that important.

Tang Wanrong doesn't care much about talented scholars.

Talented people with both civil and military skills are everywhere, and it's not unusual to have one in the palace.

"Cough—" Bai Ji coughed lightly, and Tang Wanrong's face was flushed, just like when Bai Ji picked her up at Wang Xie Fengyue Tower that day.

"I'm thinking about something... Don't you think these handwritings are similar to the many calligraphy treasures left by the late emperor?" Tang Wanrong tapped the letter paper.

Hei Ji and Bai Ji nodded together. When they saw it just now, they already had a feeling of deja vu.

"Could it be that he imitated the calligraphy of the late emperor?"

"The late emperor's handwriting is more murderous than Qin Shouan's..."

"That's right. When Emperor Taizu raised his troops, the first emperor led his soldiers to defeat half of the new Qin Dynasty. Afterwards, he succeeded to the throne after killing many people. Afterwards, he liquidated the family and plotted against him, and blood flowed like a river. The word is like the man, and the look is like the sword. neck." Tang Wanrong had seen many handwritings of the late emperor in different periods.

She still remembered that when she was young, she saw the letter written by the late emperor to her sister, but there was no murderous look between the lines, only overflowing tenderness.

Tang Wanrong lowered her head, and suddenly felt that Qin Shouan's handwriting at this time was more like the handwriting of the late emperor she had seen when she was young.

Although it is far from gentle and overflowing, there is also a hint of seductive loveliness on the paper.

Why is this?

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