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Fushou Kangning 06

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    However, in the past few days, Ke Baobao, the king of the East Palace, has encountered a trough in his life.

    "I can't finish writing." Before He Sui picked up his pen, he had given up struggling.  He lay down on the paper that didn't even touch a drop of ink, and asked Yu Xiao with a sad face, "You said that if I find someone else to write for me, will I be caught by my husband?"

    "Just your hand. Dog. Crawl words." Yu Xiao said that he was a little better than He Sui, at least he had already copied several pages, "If Mister can't recognize it, he is blind."

    He Sui reached out to pick up a candied fruit and fed it into his mouth, crying and saying, "It's probably because I feel bitter in my heart, even the candied fruit can't taste the slightest bit of sweetness."

    Yu Xiaoyan also took a candied fruit, without raising his head, he said, "Hurry up and write, it's not that you don't know that Mr. likes to sue. Before you said that His Royal Highness is coming back tomorrow, you can catch him again."  Now, I guess I really need to invite a gentleman to come here to teach you."

    He Sui frowned, and said listlessly, "It's all your fault."

    In fact, He Sui was really innocent when he was punished this time.  Ever since he reached the age of enlightenment, Wen Shanqi sent He Sui to Baiyun Academy.  Although he is ignorant on weekdays and likes to sleep on the table, but his husband never disrupts his lectures.

    But Yu Xiaoyan is different from him.  One of them is backed by the prince, and the other is backed by his father who is the Minister of Rites. They are both ignorant and incompetent.  This time, He Sui was implicated because Yu Xiaoyan threw a ball of paper at him. Not only was the target inaccurate, but he also threw it directly at the feet of the husband. The husband fined a pair and asked them to copy "The Doctrine of the Mean" a hundred times.

    "I won't write anymore, I won't write any more." Yu Xiao said seeing that Crane Sui really didn't intend to write a single word, so he threw away the pen and decided to risk his life to accompany Junzi: "Let's go, let's go out to play."

    "Where are you going to play?"

    "Do you know the Twelve Flower Immortals of Wanhualou?" Yu Xiaoyan became more energetic when he mentioned this, and he leaned into He Sui's ear, pretending to be mysterious: "Tonight, I will be from the Twelve Flower Immortals."  Luoshen was chosen from here."

    I know I know, He Sui gloated and said: "I still remember that you went to Wanhualou last time, but you lay on the bed for half a month before you could get off the ground, and you had to let me see you."

    "I didn't enter the door with the front foot, but my elder brother grabbed the back foot, and he ran to inform my father." Yu Xiaoyan glanced at He Sui, and vowed: "This time I will definitely not do it again."  I was caught. I've made inquiries, my father is a guest at Mr. Li Ge's house tonight, and my eldest brother and second brother are not in the capital."

    He Sui half-believingly said: "Are you sure?"

    Yu Xiaoyan put his shoulders on He Sui's shoulders, and said righteously: "Anyway, I will definitely be sued by my master tomorrow. It's death horizontally, and death vertically. It's better to go out and have a good time and die well.  .¡±

    He Sui thought about it for a while, Wen Shanxi was still in the south of the Yangtze River to provide disaster relief, and he would definitely not be able to come back, and he didn't want to copy and punish honestly, so he said happily: "Then let's go out to play."

    Originally, Yu Xiaoyan said that he went to the East Palace to find He Sui to copy and write together.  Lanterns were hung up from every house in the village, and when the curtains of the carriage were lifted, it was a scene of fiery trees and silver flowers.

    This is the first time He Sui has come to a place like Wanhualou. Everything he sees is novel, and his pair of black and round eyes are also darting around.  Too many, don't run around, I can't find you if you get separated."

    He Sui was not very happy, "I didn't run around."

    "If I don't think highly of you, I'll have to be torn apart when His Highness the Crown Prince returns." Yu Xiaoyan was very self-aware about this, and he couldn't help reminding nervously: "Speaking of which, you must never tell the Crown Prince  Your Highness, I have brought you to Wanhualou."

    He Sui is not stupid, of course he would not throw himself into the trap.  He glanced at Yu Xiaoyan and said slowly, "I'm not you."

    Yu Xiao said: ""

    If not everyone in the capital knew that the current crown prince, Wen Shanxi, was very fond of this Ke Wanxian baby, and Yu Xiaoyan said that he couldn't afford to offend him, and he would definitely beat him up.  With a "swish", he shook the folding fan in his hand, showing off with a bad face, a gold ingot in his hand, a living rich man.

    Seeing that he spent a lot of money, Gui Nu hurriedly led Yu Xiaoyan and He Sui to sit in the private seat upstairs.  He served tea and poured water, and asked for warmth, Yu Xiaoyan raised his chin and asked, "When will the Twelve Flower Immortals appear?"

    "It's coming, it's coming." Gui Nu repeatedly apologized, "Young master, wait a moment."

    Yu XiaoHe was punished for copying, and that time he copied at least a dozen times before throwing away the pen, lying on the bed and pretending to be dead, but Wen Shanxi lifted him off the bed, whenever He Sui fell asleep, he would hit his head and write  In the middle of the night, He Sui couldn't take it anymore, so he leaned on Wen Shanqi's shoulder with a bulging face, and refused to open his eyes no matter how hard he knocked, so he didn't really write all night.

    He Sui didn't want history to repeat itself at all, so he acted like a good boy, looked at Wen Shanxi with his black eyes and muttered softly: "I can just write it myself."

    "It's okay." Wen Shanxi was not so easy to deal with, he said with a half-smile: "I haven't seen you in a few months, I should spend more time with you."

    Crane Year: ""

    In short, he just couldn't escape this disaster.

    Horizontal is death, vertical is death, He Sui chooses to die early and surpass life.  He was angrily clamoring to go back, Wen Shanxi certainly knew what his intentions were, and said in a calm tone: "Since we're here, let's wait until Luoshen is selected before leaving."

    He Sui slumped, wanting to snatch back his little golden bead, Wen Shanxi saw that his face was flushed with anger, and said with a low smile: "Since I was a child, I can't stand being angry at all."

    He Sui said sullenly, "Who made you always bother me."

    Wen Shanqi stood up, "Let's go."

    He Sui didn't react a bit, so Wen Shanqi grabbed his wrist.  It wasn't until he got into the carriage that He Sui asked belatedly: "Aren't you going to wait for Luoshen to come out?"

    Wen Shanqi took out a lychee from the small dish, and slowly peeled the shell.  He said casually: "Not everyone can be Luoshen."

    He Sui didn't quite understand, so he had to ask him again with a frown: "What is Ke Changyun like?"

    Wen Shanqi paused his hands, and then put the lychee into He Sui's mouth as if nothing had happened, "You never call Gu Gu a cousin or His Royal Highness, even your elder brother calls him by his first name.  Who the hell taught you to be so indifferent and disrespectful?"

    He Sui made a face at Wen Shanqi, and said vaguely: "You taught me."

    "Ask him what to do?"

    "When I was in Wanhualou, someone said that I didn't look like him at all." He Sui puffed up his cheeks and said angrily, "Even you don't have Ke Changyun" He glanced at Wen Shanqi  , Seeing that there was no reaction on his face, he continued: "Even you are not as good as him, how can I be like him, I can compose poetry at a few years old."

    Wen Shanxi didn't say a word about this, but said: "You are not bad, you can already act like a baby before you can articulate."

    He Sui was a little annoyed, he took advantage of Wen Shanqi to feed lychees into his mouth again, bit his finger, and then muttered dissatisfiedly: "I know how to bite!"

    That night, He Sui copied so much that the ink was all over the tip of his nose, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't get up when he lay down.  Fortunately, Wen Shanqi still had a bit of humanity, so he didn't wake him up again, but just hugged He Sui back to the bed, and then imitated He Sui's handwriting, copying out the rest of his dozen times.

    Going to school the next day, He Sui was still lying on the table drowsy. Yu Xiaoyan came to visit his fellow sufferer with a limping leg, thinking that He Sui was just as unlucky as him.

    "I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also went to Wanhualou last night. Did you also get caught?" Yu Xiaoyan said with a bit of a conscience, after all, he was the one who suggested going to Wanhualou.  Yu Xiaoyan grabbed He Sui's hand and said with self-reproach: "My good brother, I have caused you to be implicated again."

    He Sui was only woken up by him, and before he could lose his temper, he was a little confused by Yu Xiaoyan.

    "Last night, I was tied up and went back to the ancestral hall where I knelt all night. When I woke up in the morning, my legs were almost useless. Did you also copy the punishment written all night after you were arrested by the prince?"  A little pretentious, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you let me know which grandson filed the complaint, you must take off a layer of his skin."

    He Sui originally wanted to gloat about his misfortune, and then ruthlessly told Yu Xiaoyan that he was not punished, but he glanced at Yu Xiaoyan and found that he was really miserable. For the sake of his friendship with Yu Xiaoyan, He Sui  Still nodded hurriedly, very hypocritical.

    It didn't take long, and He Sui really caught the complainant.

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    I really can't write anymore_(:3¡¹¡Ï)_Crying like a child who weighs three hundred catties.

    Otherwise, you will take it as, I am the kind of three-in-one, one change and two thousand?  (Holding himself and shivering) (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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