My Red Mansion Career

Chapter 71 Writing the Question Book

Looking at this stubborn girl, Jia Yu didn't know what to do for a while.

After thinking for a while, he touched her little head and said softly: "Okay, since you are so insistent, then I can make you a promise.

When you are older, I will fulfill your wish and take you into my room.

What do you think about letting you be a real aunt? "

Qingwen, who finally got Jia Yu's formal promise, felt that her pretty face was so hot that it almost burned.

If it were an ordinary girl, she would have run away in shame.

But not only did she have a fiery temper, but she was also extremely courageous, but she looked at Jia Yu bravely, but there was a tremor in her voice: "Uncle Yu, are you serious about this?"

"Of course it is!"

Jia Yu also smiled, "I promise you, this family will always leave you a yard."

Then he made another joke: "Of course, as long as you don't run away with the wild man, my promise will always be valid!"

As soon as she said the words, Qingwen's face changed drastically and she said angrily: "How can I abuse others at will? Although I have a humble background and have never read a book, I still know the principles of three obediences and four virtues.

If the slave really did that kind of thing, let the slave die without a burial place.

Even after death, the body was picked up by wild dogs! "

Seeing Qingwen's weeping look, Jia Yu realized that she had said the wrong thing.

Women in this era are different from those little fairies in later generations who treat going to bed as casually as eating and drinking.

Women of this era really take their reputation as high as the sky. What I just said was a very serious insult to women of this era.

How does that sentence go, "If you make a mistake, you must admit it and stand upright if you are beaten."

Since you said something wrong, you have to apologize.

Jia Yu hugged Qingwen and comforted her softly.

"Okay, I made a mistake in what I said just now. Isn't it okay if I apologize to you?
Let's do this. If you still don't feel relieved, then you scold me again and I promise not to retaliate. "

"Hmph... You are the master, how dare I scold you?" Qingwen, who was lying in his arms, said muffledly.

"Then what do you think we should do? Why don't you hit me?"

"Don't hit me, I'm afraid of pain!"

Well...it seems that women of any era don't like to reason.

Jia Yu slapped her hard on her buttocks, causing the pretty maid in her arms to cry out in pain. Before she could speak, Jia Yu gently lowered her head and kissed her.

The smell of jasmine instantly penetrates the nose, even with a hint of sweetness.

The moment she was attacked, Qingwen's pretty eyes suddenly widened. A pair of slender hands clenched into fists behind Jia Yu's back, and then she opened her arms to hug the strong body in front of her.

After a long time... Jia Yu finally let go of his hand.

"Baby"

With a cry of surprise, the delicate body in his arms jumped out of his arms like a frightened deer, and then fled out of the study like flying.

Looking at the figure disappearing into the study, Jia Yu smiled, then walked to the desk and sat down.

He took the inkstone from the desk, poured some water into it, and grinded it awkwardly.

After a while, after finally polishing it, he picked up the brush and started writing:
Jia Yu, commander of the Dongcheng Army and Horses Division, came to the meeting and said:

I heard that God bless my emperor, and I will rule with my bow. However, the capital is a place where everyone is watching, and we must not be careless in the management of public security.

"Chi la..." After just writing a few words, Jia Yu looked at the two lines of twisted calligraphy on the letterhead. Jia Yu felt that if she really put such a note on it, she might not have sent it to Emperor Changping. His hands were about to be shot by the Secretary of General Affairs.

Thinking of the last time he was beaten by Emperor Changping, Jia Yu felt embarrassed.

I know my own business, calligraphy is not something that can be improved immediately in a day or two or even a month or two.

This thing not only requires talent, but also requires consistent practice year after year to write well.

As a person who can't even understand pen calligraphy, trying to write pleasing calligraphy with a brush is simply a dream.

After thinking for a while, he got a pen and started writing on the letterhead.

I can’t understand the calligraphy with a brush, can I use a fountain pen?

But after writing for a while, I found that the problem came again.

Because people in this era use traditional Chinese characters.

For Jia Yu, who has long been accustomed to simplified Chinese characters, writing a memorial in traditional Chinese characters is no more difficult than practicing calligraphy with calligraphy.

Of course, this era is not without simplified characters, but the main purpose of the ancients writing simplified characters was to avoid taboos on the names of their ancestors, or to use them in daily letters to friends and in some more relaxed situations.

If you dare to write something as serious as writing a memorial in simplified Chinese, you may think you are not dying fast enough.

This is just like how modern people dress. When you are at home or shopping, it doesn't matter whether you wear shorts, a vest, big pants or slippers.

But if you dare to dress like this when you go to the National Assembly Hall to attend the Congress, believe it or not, the police will arrest you immediately.

Thinking of this, Jia Yu couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He just wanted to write a memorial, why was it so difficult?

But he was only in trouble for a while. For those who are concerned, switching between traditional and simplified characters is really not a problem.

Jia Yu first spent half an hour writing the book, then checked around to make sure no one was around, locked the door of the study, and then entered the World Expo Hall space that he had brought with him.

He found a computer and first entered the memorial into the computer and converted it into traditional Chinese characters.

Finally, open the office software, select italics, and click the mouse lightly.

With a slight clicking sound, several sheets of A4 paper were spit out from the printer.

Then he took out the official seal of the commander of the Dongcheng Army and Horses Division, which represented his identity, and stamped it on the place where he signed it, and a fresh title book was just written.

"I heard that God is blessing our emperor, and we will rule with our bows. However, the capital city is a place where everyone is watching, and we must not be careless when it comes to public security.

However, the difficulty of public security has not yet been solved properly.

There may be thieves who hide dirt, cause trouble, disrupt order, make people panic, and prevent them from living and working in peace and contentment.

I am sincere, frightened, and deeply thoughtful, so I take the liberty to submit my report, hoping that Your Majesty will pay attention to it.

There is a gang in Dongcheng called the Jinsha Gang, which has dominated Dongcheng for more than ten years.

Its gang members are a mixed bag of good and bad, extorting, extorting, bullying men and dominating women..."

Emperor Changping, who was wearing reading glasses, raised his head, looked at Jia Yu in front of him, and calmly raised the question book in his hand.

"Jia Yu, did you write this note yourself?"

"Exactly."

"But the handwriting on it doesn't look like yours, does it?"

Jia Yu's expression remained unchanged, "No, this was printed by me personally."

"Hey……"

(End of this chapter)