As a medical concubine

Chapter 37: Sweet and Difficult (2)
Huazhu took a look at Liao Zicheng, she hid it so deeply!

Yan Hua bowed respectfully, "My name is Yan Hua, and I am a student of my mentor. This is my cousin, named Hua Zhu. I hope that Mr. Wang can give her a chance to study with me."

Liao Zicheng didn't tell the truth about his acquaintance with Huazhu, he reported his name, and said indifferently: "Sit down, let's test Tang poetry today."

Upon hearing the word "Tang Poetry", Hua Zhu's head grew bigger. If a woman's talent is judged by poetry, she is definitely the one who gets a negative score.

Different from Huazhu's slump, Yan Hua was extremely excited, because as far as Tang poetry is concerned, there are only those that have not been handed down, and there is no one that she can't recite.

"The spring breeze cuts the palace brocade across the country."

"Half made of mud and half made of sail. From Li Shangyin's "Sui Palace"."

"Yuedianying opens to hear Yeleu."

"The crystal curtain rolls near the Autumn River. This is Gu Kuang's "Gong Ci"."

Later, Liao Zicheng asked a few more questions, all related to the palace, and Yan Wei answered them all fluently.

"Well, not bad." Liao Zicheng looked at Huazhu again, "Qin Shi Ming Yue Han Shi Guan."

Huazhu's long eyelashes trembled, her pupils moved, and she said, "One day, a thousand li Jiangling will be returned."

Yan Hua paused for breath, pulled Huazhu's sleeve and said, "It's the 'Long Marcher who has not yet returned'."

Liao Zicheng didn't seem to be surprised at Huazhu's amazing words, there was an indescribable meaning in those bright eyes, and when he carefully discerned it, he seemed to be... smiling faintly.

"Rizhao censer produces purple smoke."

"A group of egrets go up to the blue sky!"

"A line of egrets go up to the blue sky" is behind 'two lines of orioles named green willows', you should be right 'Looking at a waterfall hanging in front of the river'." Yan Hua reminded with worry, but in her heart, she had already been happy, and would So what about solving the case?Don't you know how to recite a poem?Hua Zhu, Hua Zhu, just wait for me to step on you!
"goose."

Huazhu slapped the table, "I can do this! Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. White hair floats in green water, anthurium touches the clear waves!"

"Who wrote it?"

"Li Bai!"

The whole morning was basically spent in Liao Zicheng's making things difficult for Huazhu. Huazhu's face was blackened into charcoal, but Liao Zicheng didn't seem to notice. After closing the book, he said solemnly: "Miss Yan can leave get out of class, what about Miss Nian?" When will you finish memorizing this collection of poems, and when will you finish class?"

Yan Wei left with a sense of accomplishment, while Huazhu stayed in the classroom reciting poems and reading the case files. Huazhu basically had a vivid memory, but this ability was completely wiped out when encountering ancient poems.

Huazhu's seven orifices were filled with smoke, watching Liao Zicheng leisurely making and tasting tea, he wished a book could be slapped on his forehead!
I really suspect that he is acting for personal gain, knowing that she hates reciting poems the most...

I couldn't finish reciting poems, so I stayed at the Little Champs for lunch.

Huazhu looked at the four dishes and one soup sent by Qiaoer, and had no appetite at all.

After a while, a clever young man walked into the classroom, smiled at Huazhu, "Qibao send my greetings to Miss Nian, my son invites you to go to the east hall next door."

The east hall is a wing room specially prepared for Mr. Jiao, where meals and rests are held.

Huazhu followed Qibaozhong to the east hall, there was not a single servant girl along the way, so Qibao must have taken care of it properly.When Huazhu saw a table full of delicacies, she couldn't help but gasp, what a difference!
Walking into the east hall, Liao Zicheng had just finished wiping his hands with the handkerchief, Qibao took off the water basin and the handkerchief sharply, brought warm water for Huazhu, and sprinkled some fresh jasmine petals.

This is a habit she developed in the palace, and she hasn't changed it since she was reborn, but she never told Liao Zicheng.

Hua Zhu thought of the small attic where the windows opened to her bedroom, and also remembered his saying, "Open the windows here to get the best light."

Could this light refer to her... "Spring Light"? !
Liao Zicheng noticed that Hua Zhu was squinting and staring at him, so he asked, "What am I doing if I don't eat? Are you hungry?"

Huazhu wiped her hands, and gave the handkerchief to Qibao, and after Qibao retreated, she picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and said in a strange way: "I'm not hungry, who made you look good, sir?"

Liao Zicheng looked at Huazhu with a serious expression, as if he was doing some kind of judgment, and after a while, he said, "No wonder I'm hungry."

Huazhu... Silence!

Liao Zicheng's eating habits don't belong to that very refined type. If he didn't know Liao Zicheng, Huazhu would think that he had stayed in the army, because no matter how calm his words and deeds are, there is a heroic spirit of decisiveness in his brows .He tries very hard to hide this quality, but Hwa Joo can still feel its presence.

Thinking about something in her heart, she accidentally picked up a piece of braised fish, frowned, and threw it on the side plate without hesitation. She doesn't eat fish because she was stuck in it when she was a child.

Liao Zicheng picked up a few pieces of fish, and said with a normal expression: "I heard that people who love fish are smart, but I didn't believe it. Now there is no doubt."

Huazhu didn't realize it at first, and it took a few mouthfuls of food to realize that he was turning a corner and scolding her for being stupid. I really don't understand, he was as docile and cute as a little sheep when he was a child, but how did he become so annoying when he grew up?Besides, how stupid is she?Isn't it just that you don't like to recite poems?

Liao Zicheng didn't seem to notice Huazhu's displeasure. He carefully picked out the fishbone and put them all into the Huazhu bowl. Then, under Huazhu's surprised eyes, he raised his eyebrows, as if to say, look, you can use both hands and mouth. I can do it with only two chopsticks to remove fish bones that are not clean.

After Huazhu brainstormed Liao Zicheng's mental activities, she was really angry. She turned her grief and anger into appetite, but she still ate half a bowl of rice more than usual.

After dinner, Liao Zicheng continued to stare at Hua Zhu and recite poems. It was not until sunset that Hua Zhu finished reciting the entire collection of poems under Liao Zicheng's high-handed policy.

Huazhu rubbed her sore neck, looked out of the window, and found that it was dark, so she hurriedly got up and packed up her books and left, but before she walked out of the gate, Liao Zicheng's voice came from behind: "You still owe me money."

Do you still remember?Huazhu stopped in her tracks and coughed lightly: "Didn't you say that it is enough to make a pair of shoes?"

Liao Zicheng nodded, "Well, bring it, now."

"Can you do it tomorrow morning? I'll come to class and bring it to you by the way."

(End of this chapter)