The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 385
"We all know that the princess lost her mother since she was a child, and no one taught her to read and write. Even if she is not as good as Princess Fengyao in writing, it is normal. I vaguely remember that Concubine Shu's mother is very good at female red, embroidering The flowers, birds, insects and fish are so lifelike, why haven't I seen Concubine Shu's embroidery?"

Emperor Nancang nodded slightly in satisfaction, and gave Concubine Liang an approving look.

Embarrassment flashed across Concubine Shu's face for a moment: "My sister taught me that. The concubine was not good at female celebrities since she was a child, and did not inherit her mother's advantages. It's just that the concubine thinks that Princess Fengyao is so outstanding, her daughter must follow her. An ordinary person like a concubine is different."

Emperor Nancang's brows showed a little distaste for her, Concubine Xian touched the back of her hand quietly as a reminder, Concubine Shu realized that because of her resentment towards Feng Yao, she spoke quickly Wrong words, forgetting the emperor's love for Mo Li and Wu's heart.

But now it would be even more embarrassing if it was forcibly turned around...

Mo Li lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, with a hint of indifference in his smile: "I have never seen the handwriting written by my mother. Although I have stayed in the Houde Official Academy in Eastern Tang Kingdom for a few months, I really have no talent in writing. I will disappoint Concubine Shu."

Emperor Nancang smiled and comforted: "It doesn't matter if the handwriting is good or not, and I don't need your help to review the memorial. Although your mother is good at painting, you are better than blue, and you can paint more vividly than her.

Prince Filial Piety has already ordered someone to pass on the painting you made during the competition at the Three Kingdoms Official Academy, and I have already ordered someone to mount it and hang it in the imperial study. "

"Hang it in the Imperial Study Room?" Mo Li was surprised, her face flushed, the Imperial Study Room was the place where the emperor specially dealt with government affairs, so it was so dignified, how could she hang her paintings?

She has been to the Imperial Study Room of the Eastern Tang Dynasty and Beixiao several times, and all the masterpieces of ancient Confucian calligraphy and paintings are hung.After comparing it, Mo Li just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Emperor Nancang looked at her lovingly, with unparalleled pride in his expression: "My granddaughter is so outstanding, I naturally want to let the world know."

Mo Li smiled embarrassingly on her face.

Zhan Beiqing spoke at the right time: "Your Majesty, the princess is actually just being self-effacing. Her handwriting is neat and beautiful, and her handwriting is excellent. After only two months of study in the government academy, she can write so beautifully. It's astonishing!"

Mo Li's face was hot and shy, and he glared at Zhan Beiqing.Originally, after hearing what Concubine Shu said, she wanted to write a few words to slap Concubine Shu in the face.Although I can't say how good her handwriting is, she is not bad among the women who have not left the cabinet, at least it will be better than Concubine Shu imagined.

But when Emperor Nancang said that her paintings had been framed and hung in the imperial study, she completely gave up the idea.Her handwriting may be considered excellent among the girls, but in the eyes of those officials who have been immersed in the law for many years, it is like children's graffiti.In case the grandpa of the emperor hangs up her words on a whim, then
I'm afraid she will lose face...

Mo Li hurriedly said to Emperor Nancang: "Grandpa, don't listen to the regent's jokes. My handwriting is crooked. I didn't see it myself. It's better not to write it out to be ashamed."

I thought that she gave Zhan Beiqing a glare, and Zhan Beiqing would accept it when he met, but who knew that Zhan Beiqing was evil today.Then I heard Zhan Beiqing continue to say: "Your Majesty, the princess is too modest. I have a calligraphy of the princess here, and I just happen to have it with me."

Mo Li was confused, her calligraphy?To put it so politely?
The emperor was overjoyed: "Take it out and show me!"

Seeing Zhan Beiqing put his hand into his bosom, Mo Li suddenly thought of something, his face changed drastically, and his voice was raised in anxiety: "Grandpa, I have improved in writing in the past few days. It's too ugly, so don't take it out and dirty the eyes of Grandpa Huang.

Why don't I write to Grandpa Huang on the spot! "

She forced a smile on her face, but in her heart she scolded Zhan Beiqing from head to toe.Isn't it the so-called letter of commitment that he carried with him or that she wrote?Once it is taken out, if Grandpa Huang sees that she is so eager to marry and so unreserved, will she still have the face to face others?

Under her warning look, Zhan Beiqing came out of her arms empty-handed, she was relieved, and looked at Zhan Beiqing half-complainingly.

The emperor was overjoyed: "Come here, quickly prepare the four treasures of the study!"

The eunuch spread the rice paper on the neat desks, grinded the ink well, Mo Li sighed in his heart, and picked up the pen resignedly, but did not drop it for a while.

Before writing, Mo Li still worriedly told: "Grandpa, my handwriting is ugly, you can no longer hang in the imperial study!"

The emperor smiled and said, "How could it be? If the regent king agrees, then it must be good."

Mo Li glanced at Zhan Beiqing again resentfully, pouted his lips and said, "Grandpa, if you hang up, I won't write. There are often courtiers coming and going in the imperial study, and I can't afford to lose that person."

The emperor blew his beard: "My granddaughter wrote it, how could it be embarrassing? Who dares to say that half of it is bad, I immediately pushed him out and beheaded!"

Concubine Shu suddenly felt the cold wind blowing on the back of her neck, and she shrank her neck.

Mo Li squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Then shall I still write?"

The old emperor smiled kindly: "Xiao Li, write it, I promise not to hang it in the imperial study, I will hide it and read it for myself."

Then Mo Li wrote:
[I wish Grandpa the Emperor good health and long live!
I wish the Nancang Kingdom good weather, prosperity and peace for the people! 】

In order not to embarrass himself, Mo Li played the highest level of writing in his life.The elegant and elegant characters are clean and elegant, which is pleasing to the eye at first glance.

Emperor Nancang straightened his back in an instant, showing off a proud gesture: "Good handwriting! Much better than Feng Yao's handwriting back then, no wonder the regent praised it!"

He ordered the eunuch to pick up the word and show it to everyone in the hall. Prince Xiao couldn't help but nod his head: "I'm afraid there are few women who can match the word princess. It really is too modest."

Concubine Liang smiled softly: "The princess' calligraphy and painting are so outstanding, congratulations to the emperor for finding such an excellent granddaughter!"

The old emperor laughed, Long Yan rejoiced.

Concubine Shu reluctantly agreed: "The concubine said that the princess must be different from ordinary people like concubines and has talent." She didn't believe it, Mo Li could write so well in two months, she must not know How many years have you practiced.It seems that Mo Li's growth process is not as simple as the legend says.

At the end of the luncheon, Wang An came in with his head down: "Your Majesty, the case of poisoning Shiquan Dabu Decoction investigated by the Secretary of the Dali Temple and the Secretary of the Criminal Ministry has made significant progress, but...

The matter is of great importance. The status of the people involved in this case is much higher than that of the two lords. The two lords could not go further, so they waited for the emperor's order outside the palace. "

His status is much higher than that of the two adults...

Everyone in the hall did not show their faces...

(End of this chapter)