Mr. Teacher should be the teacher?
Su Yan thought for a while.
"No," she answered in a soft voice.
The man next to her listened, his dark eyes swept over her profile.
In the next second, his right hand held her hand that was holding the brush, and hugged her in his arms. His other hand supported the table, and he raised her hand along with the brush.
After a while, the clean and neat words appeared on the rice paper.
It's different from his slightly sharp font before.
The words written this time are very clean, convergent deliberately, stroke by stroke.
"Want to learn?"
A certain someone's harmless voice rang in her ears.
Su Yan looked at the neat font on the rice paper and nodded.
"Yes."
The moment she nodded, he took her hand again and rewrote the four words again- Xuanyuan Yonghao.
"Learn these four words today and practice them carefully."
'Xuanyuan Yonghao' has many strokes and is difficult to write.
For beginners, it is really not suitable for practice.
But it's a partial birth. This person doesn't even care about it. He just took her to write these four words over and over again.
Fortunately, Su Yan learns things fast, and after one afternoon, the written characters had already taken shape.
It seems that it is five or six points similar to the words he wrote, but the brush is still not stable, and the gap can still be seen by comparison.
Until her wrist was tired and couldn't be lifted up anymore, the man who originally sat next to her reading a book and supervised her had unknowingly come over, and raised his hand, holding her wrist.
"Okay, practice again tomorrow."
His tone was very weak, but he didn't take refusal for an answer. Then he took away the brush in her hand and placed it on the inkstone plate as he spoke.
At this time, Xiaohua suddenly whispered, "Host, look at that booklet, is it the one the crown prince wants?"
After it finished speaking, Su Yan's eyes swept across the table and saw the book that was thrown away by Xuanyuan Yonghao.
Coincidentally, this booklet is black.
It was solemnly presented to him by Nan Tang a few days ago.
She had accidentally read the contents inside. She remembered that several names were specifically circled with Zhu Danhong's pen.
It was probably because she stared at the book with a stunned look, and her eyes were too attentive, making it difficult for people to ignore.
Xuanyuan Yonghao looked at her, reached out, and took back the booklet in his hand.
Su Yan's eyes also shifted to his hands.
He weighed the book in his hand.
"Curious? Want to see it?"
Su Yan hasn't done any detailed work. No one has taught her the secret history of palace fighting. No one taught her what to do in this situation.
Therefore, she chose to obey her heart.
Her soft voice answered, "Want to see."
He leaned on the rosewood table, reached out, and handed the booklet to Su Yan.
Su Yan took it, not at all polite, just looked over from the beginning.
It's just... It's been a while.
She held the booklet in front of Xuanyuan Yonghao and pointed to one of the words, asking earnestly, "What is this word?"
In this era, traditional Chinese characters were written, and Su Yan recognized them, but some characters are different from simplified characters, so she cannot really recognize them.
Xuanyuan Yonghao looked at her seriously, and glanced at her finger pointing at a word.
He said in a low voice. "The Minister of The Sun Association embezzled 100,000. Robbing people, tens of thousands of people. He seized four hundred acres of land, and snatched the daughter of Zhang Shi. 3 people were killed, covered up by them, and they lost money."
Su Yan listened, this was much faster than she saw.
After reading this booklet in full, almost half of it was heard from the mouth of Xuanyuan Yonghao.
After reading it, she closed the booklet and stood there.