The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 108 Learning Characters (3)

Concubine Yi's family was carried up by the Han army flag after all, so it is natural to write Chinese characters with ease, so it seems that the characters written on paper are extremely rough in comparison.

Jiaorong looked at the way the emperor looked at her writing, feeling quite unhappy, put the pen on the pen holder, took a step back and said softly to Concubine Yi: "Sister, I have something to do, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, Jiaorong turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, the emperor raised his eyes and called her lightly: "Come back."

Hearing this sound, although Jiao Rong was unwilling, she could only follow suit, squatted down slowly, and turned around with a gloomy face, her eyes filled with impatience.

"You are a concubine who has just been canonized, what can you do?" The emperor didn't go to see her, but said a few words like this, and then said: "Looking at your handwriting, it doesn't seem like you can't write at all."

The emperor frowned slightly, and after looking at it seriously for two seconds, he raised his eyes and glanced at Jiao Rong: "Can you write your own name?"

Hearing this, Concubine Yi also looked at Jiaorong. She only cared about teaching Jiaorong some simple characters, but forgot to teach practical ones.

Jiaorong lowered her eyes and sighed slightly, although she was very reluctant, she still nodded her head, her voice was very cold: "Yes, yes, I just don't want to dirty the eyes of the emperor and sister, and... write the name too ugly, I probably wouldn’t feel comfortable seeing it myself.”

The emperor's expression was still very calm, he silently picked up a Langhao pen on the pen holder, dipped it on the inkstone twice, and said softly: "Come here."

Jiaorong's eyebrows frowned instantly, as if she was very unwilling.Before waiting for a response, the emperor raised his head and glanced at her again. Seeing Jiaorong's awkward look, he let out a "tsk" and repeated every word with a louder voice: "Come here."

This scene is as if he, as the emperor, is educating a rebellious princess, and he is used to it like a father, almost helpless.

In the end, it was Concubine Yi who was afraid of embarrassment, so she called "Jiaorong" in a low voice, and then Jiaorong was willing to move, and swayed slowly to the emperor, the expression on her face did not have the vitality of a girl.

Then, the emperor handed her the pen in his hand, but Jiaorong looked at the emperor inexplicably, and raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't understand what he meant.The emperor was left speechless by her, but he still pretended to be patient and said: "Take it."

As long as this little girl is willing to change her mind a little, she won't be like a log that others will not be moved by anything.

Jiao Rong stretched out her hand to take the pen into her hand, pouted slightly, and held the pen unskillfully, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.The nib of the pen lightly touched the rice paper, and the thick ink on the pen was running. Although it was really not smooth, writing my own name was obviously much more proficient than writing other characters.

It didn't take long for Jiaorong to write the four big characters "Wuya Jiaorong" on the paper. The name was written just like her own, quite casual and informal.

"Neng." After Jiaorong finished writing, she handed the pen directly to the emperor's eyes, her face was expressionless, and she exuded a full laziness from top to bottom.

The emperor reluctantly took the pen back, his eyes darkened slightly, looking at Jiaorong, he didn't know what to say.As long as this little girl has any intention of using him as a husband, she will not pay attention to her image in everything, and she doesn't care at all.

After that, Jiaorong stepped aside, completely treating herself as a transparent person.The emperor didn't care about her any more, looked at the words she wrote, pursed his lips and said: "There is no problem with the brush and ink, but the shape of the characters is not very good."

As he said that, the emperor took the pen and dipped it in ink twice, and said calmly: "However, you don't need to rush to learn to write Chinese characters now. Understanding is more important than writing."

Hearing this, Concubine Yi nodded in agreement, her voice was very gentle: "The emperor is right. Although the use of Chinese characters is promoted among the people, there are still many people who cannot read Chinese characters. If a Manchu girl can read, say It’s great to go out.”

Concubine Yi was obviously speaking to Concubine Jiaorong, and Concubine Yi quickly smiled back at Concubine Yi, and said softly, "Since my sister said so, my sister will naturally learn it seriously."

The emperor couldn't help but snorted in the middle of the extremely harmonious conversation between the two.From Jiaorong, Concubine Yi’s words seemed to be far more precious than the imperial decree, and there was not a single word that could be missed. As for his words, Jiaorong basically listened to the left ear and the right ear blew up, and it would be strange if he could remember every word and half a sentence. up.

"I have nothing to do today, so I will teach you to recognize some commonly used characters." The emperor's words sounded very casual, as if he was really just writing casually.The pen nib runs gracefully on the paper, the pen is sharp, sharp and silky, which forms a strong contrast with Jiaorong's clumsy writing.

But not long after, before Jiaorong could see what was going on, Concubine Yi who was standing aside was startled, looked at the emperor in a daze, and said in a weak voice, "Your Majesty, this is..."

Concubine Yi's words paused, Jiao Rong first glanced at Concubine Yi, and then looked back at the paper, feeling a little puzzled.He could only see that there were six characters written on the paper, but she couldn't understand what was written on it.

After the emperor finished writing, he stood there silently, staring at the six words he had written, his gaze became deeper and deeper.

Jiaorong couldn't help but cast a glance at the emperor, and asked Concubine Yi puzzledly, "Sister, what are these words?"

Concubine Yi's expression was a bit strange, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and it seemed that she was a bit uncomfortable to say: "These are..."

Just when Concubine Yi was hesitating whether to say it or not, the emperor suddenly said in a deep voice, "It's my name."

At this moment, Jiao Rong was stunned for a moment, and a few seconds later, she looked at the emperor in surprise, but stopped when she wanted to say something.Naturally, the emperor's name cannot be said at will, but Jiaorong only knows the royal family's surname. She was born in a Baoyi family, so how could she know the emperor's name.

The emperor didn't speak for a long time, Concubine Yi and Jiaorong, one dared not speak directly, the other dared not ask directly, so they could only go on in such a stalemate.

Jiao Rong originally thought that the emperor should read to her and explain to her what happened, but who knows, after a long time, the emperor just slowly put down the pen, walked around from behind the table, and said shallowly: "This You don’t need to recognize a few words, just remember how to write them.”

Hearing this, Jiaorong couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

The emperor snorted, glanced at her with raised eyebrows, and said: "Names are for addressing, even if I told you, you wouldn't call me that way. When you are willing to call me, I will tell you later." you."

(End of this chapter)