I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 146 Military Officer and Painting
The cicadas had already begun to sing in the street.

In the next few days, Song You often closed the door and taught Empress Sanhua to read and write in the room.

Of course, it’s not like studying all day long, it’s too tiring.

Song You usually only teaches her in the afternoon, after eating, and then goes to take a nap after teaching for her to practice.

He only taught her a dozen words every day.

Every time I teach her to learn a word, I have to be amazed or flattered or incredible or suspect that she secretly learns it secretly, in short, it does not repeat the same every day.When you teach three or four characters, you must stop in time and tell her that ordinary people have limited energy and intelligence every day. Although Empress Sanhua is very talented, it is not that energy and intelligence are endless. Strongly demanded, teach her some more.

After teaching, I did not forget to persuade her not to study secretly, and then pretended not to know that she was studying secretly.

The shop sign at the door has not been removed.If someone knocks on the door and asks them to drive away evil spirits and catch mice, they will go for a walk.If people who come here see that the door is closed, they will stop looking for it, and he doesn't feel guilty for not helping others.

Gradually, spring ends and summer begins.

Sunshine increases, thunderstorms increase, and the leaves on the willow branches become more lush. Every day, the sun outside the window makes people unable to open their eyes. The clothes of people on the street are getting shorter and shorter, and even some people who do hard work in the city don’t wear it at all. Wearing a jacket with a strip of cloth around the waist to tie the ribs, he often sweats profusely.

It's already feeling like summer.

During these days, Nvxia Wu still leaves early and returns late.

After finishing the elm money, I picked the Sophora japonica flowers again.

Sometimes I cut two catties of meat, and I also come to ask him to process it and make a partner.Sometimes on the way back, I would come across something that smelled delicious, so I would buy some and share it with them.Sometimes when I am in a good mood, I also come to them and ask them to have some snacks somewhere near or far, which is quite interesting.

This heroine is sometimes tired, sometimes relaxed, and sometimes has a bit of evil spirit and blood on her body. Song You doesn't bother too much, and gets along with each other easily as he said at the beginning.

At most, ask her why she invited them to dinner again.

Wu Nvxia grinned and told him——

Once you enter the rivers and lakes, you are a miserable person.

Right now she is trying to survive in Changjing with her head pinned to her trouser belt. She is tired and dangerous. She doesn't know if she will be able to come back every day when she goes out.But I came back smoothly, but I couldn't find anything else to do. It was really boring.

In terms of hobbies, she is also very lacking.

She didn't eat much good food when she was a child, and she didn't have much knowledge when she grew up. She didn't know poetry, couldn't listen to music, and couldn't enjoy tea. Eating was her greatest hobby in her life.However, when I was young, I had no money or ability, I couldn't afford it, and I couldn't go far.Now that I can afford it and have traveled far, I find that some meals are really not easy to eat alone.

If you order too much, you can't finish it, and if you order too little, you can't finish it.

No more, no less, and it doesn't make much sense.

When others see you alone, they always like to look at you twice.

I used to have no friends or old acquaintances in Changjing. When I came back every day, I just ate my stomach casually, shrank on the bed on the second floor, stared at the dark night with my eyes open for a while, and woke up the next morning.Now that I have a friend who I can talk to, I naturally want to invite my friend to have a good meal together.

As soon as I came, I loved to eat.

Secondly, to comfort myself for my hard work, to reward myself for living another day, and to celebrate that I am one step closer to the goal I set when I came to Changjing.

In any case, after a tiring and dangerous day, she can invite a good friend who can be talked to and who doesn't ask questions to have a good meal together without any burden. Even when she is depressed, she keeps her head down. The head concentrates on eating without saying a word, and he doesn't ask too many questions. She thinks it is really a comfortable thing.

Good.

Song You is also very satisfied with this kind of life and contact.

It is wonderful to be able to see without being deeply involved in it, and to be able to experience it without feeling tired.

Also satisfied with this kind of friendship.

Gradually came May.

……

Plums retain acid and soft teeth, plantains are divided into green and window screens.

The days are long and I wake up without emotion, watching children catch willow flowers.

The Taoist put away the brush and looked at a line of writing on the paper.

The windows on the second floor were still open, and the breeze blowing the willow branches came in through the window, bringing a bit of coolness and blowing the fragrance of ink to the front.

The little girl clasped the edge of the desk with both hands, and stretched her neck to watch.

Then he looked up at the Taoist with doubts in his eyes.

"Written what?"

"What does Empress Sanhua know?"

"Day, long, son, son, child."

Standing on tiptoe, the little girl pointed to the writing on the paper one by one. Because the ink was still wet, she dared not poke her hand down, and at the same time read word by word.

Finally, he pointed to the word in the lower left corner:
"flower!"

"Miss Sanhua is amazing."

"Why don't I know so many words?" The little girl looked up at the Taoist, her eyes rolled wildly, and she was a little suspicious.

"Because Empress Sanhua hasn't learned yet."

"You don't teach me."

"There are too many characters in this world. Even though Mistress Sanhua is very talented, she still has to learn each character slowly. Don't rush it." Song You said patiently.

"I am very smart."

"That's natural." Song You pursed his lips, and said calmly, "Mistress Sanhua can already write a lot of characters, but she has always used willow branches and sand trays, and she has never used pen and ink. How about How does it feel to try to write on paper with a brush today?"

As he spoke, he handed the brush to the little girl.

As expected, the little girl was distracted, and looked at the pen and paper. She couldn't see the thoughts on her face, but she didn't reach out to pick it up, but said crisply:
"Paper costs money!"

"It doesn't matter." The Taoist patted the girl's head, "Maybe it will become more precious because of the words written by Empress Sanhua."

"Can't understand."

"Try it."

"Oh……"

The little girl hesitated and took the brush.

Just as the Taoist taught her, she held the pen holder, looked down at the paper on the table, imitated the Taoist way, dipped the inkstone on the inkstone, scraped it carefully, and wrote carefully.

Four large characters fell on the paper——

Empress Sanhua.

It's not pretty, but it's neat, with more than a dozen ink dots, large and small, sputtered out.

After finishing writing, she quickly put away the pen, not daring to write more.

"Very good! Mistress Sanhua is still young, she has just begun to learn, and she already has the demeanor of everyone when she writes for the first time. Given time, how can she succeed?"

"!"

The little girl didn't speak, and she had no expression, and her inner thoughts couldn't be seen from her face.

But if there is a tail, I am afraid it is already raised.

The Taoist dried the ink and carefully put away the paper.

In fact, it's not just the paper that costs money, the ink is also the Ningxiang ink from Yidu, which is very expensive, and even he rarely used it after using it, and only took it out again today.

No matter how expensive paper and ink are also the carrier of characters, how can it compare to the first line written by Empress Sanhua?
At this moment, there was a knock on the door below.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The Taoist went downstairs with the girl, opened the door and saw a young servant standing at the door.

As soon as the servants saw him, they saluted him quickly.

"Sir, the villain is being polite."

"You don't need to be too polite." Song You also bowed back, and saw beads of sweat on his face, "I don't know what to look for, why?"

"Can you exorcise evil spirits, sir?"

"nature."

Song You pointed to the sign on the door.

"My master also heard about the master's ability from other people, so he came to invite you specially." The servant said, "I don't know if it's convenient for you to come with the villain. My master will be very grateful."

"I don't know where the owner of the mouth lives?"

"The junction of the East City and the West City is not far away."

"What's the matter?"

"My master has been restless recently, and woke up in the middle of the night, as if being spied on by someone. I went to Tianhai Temple to ask for a consecrated magic weapon, but it didn't work." The servant showed a look of embarrassment. , if it is convenient, sir, please go and have a look."

"Alright."

Song You looked up at the scorching sun above his head, and although he didn't want to go out, he agreed.

Then he turned around and said to the little girl behind him: "The sun is hot outside, and there is no one at home, so I asked Mistress Sanhua to guard the house at home, so that no one else could touch her in and steal her things. Please Sanhua too." The empress pays attention to the combination of work and rest, and the practice of handwriting needs to be proper, with the talent of Sanhua empress, she can write very well without double practicing."

"knew!"

The little girl quietly glanced at the Taoist, saying she promised well, but in her heart she had already decided to work hard secretly.

How could it be possible not to double practice?

The so-called extraordinary talent is all the result of her secretly working hard. This Taoist didn't know, so he said that she was very talented. If one day he stopped practicing, wouldn't he feel that his talent suddenly deteriorated?

How can that be done!

The Taoist was naturally ignorant of this, and only said softly to the servant: "Please step forward and lead the way."

"Don't dare, please."

The servant respectfully walked forward.

All the way, he told Song You something related to his master, as if afraid of being heard by passers-by on the street, his voice was kept low.

The owner of his family is the military attache of the capital, in charge of the defense of the capital, and he is in his prime.

To be a military officer, I think he is also a person with high martial arts skills. It stands to reason that such a military officer should be inaccessible to demons and ghosts, and free from all evil.

The dignified military officer guarding the capital was worried that his house was haunted by ghosts and his body was possessed by evil spirits. He was afraid of being laughed at if he spoke out, so he dared not invite those famous experts. The young gentleman seemed to have some skills and was not well-known, so he thought of inviting him to take a look.

Song You followed him all the way into the house.

The house is not big and the location is average.

It is indeed not easy to live in Changjing.

Song You stepped into the courtyard gate, looked left and right, but didn't notice any evil spirit.

Immediately the master came out to meet him.

Sure enough, he is a strong military officer!Summer rests at home, dressed very casually, the thin clothes can't hide the outline of the muscles at all, and it is the age of exuberant blood, such a warrior, ordinary ghosts may not be able to get close to him, as for ordinary evil spirits, even if they are not He will be cut off by his sword, and I am afraid that I will not dare to make him an enemy easily!

It is true--

Song You narrowed his eyes and looked at it, but didn't notice anything strange from the host.

Until he entered the master's bedroom.

I saw a picture hanging on the wall——

The person in the painting is neatly dressed, tall, riding on a horse, carrying a long gun, lifelike.When I looked at him, I felt more agile, in a trance, I even felt that he was going to rush out of the painting, using the momentum of the charge to stab the person in front of him, and then directly nailed it to the door behind him.

The person in the painting is the military officer in front of him.

(End of this chapter)