The Great Song Dynasty: the First Talented Woman in the Beginning Flickered Through the Ages

"Uh..."

Su Mi frowned, hesitated for a while and said, "Uncle, although you have earned some money, these are all for your studies. You should go to less of the place to paint boats."

Yang Yi has ten thousand lies in his heart, is this sister-in-law a famous detective?She wouldn't think I made money to paint a boat, would she?

"Sister-in-law, listen to my explanation!"

"bang"

The door was closed, and Yang Yi looked at the delicate pastries in his pocket. Come on, eat it yourself.

PS: flowers, collection

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Chapter [-] The Princess and the Maid

Walking into the room, Yang Yi put things down, lit a candle, took out the book and started to read.

Examination for Xiucai is also known as the "Little Three Passes", and one must pass the county exam, the prefectural exam, and the academy exam in order to pass the exam.

Han Chuang studied hard and waited for the title of the golden list. Of course, this is the right way for scholars to take the imperial examination, but this road is destined to be full of thorns and difficult steps.

For a student like Yang Yi, who came from a poor family, it was a joke in itself to compete fairly with the children of a group of noble families and famous families.

Compared with the children of those scholarly families and imperial families, Yang Yi's shortcoming lies in the fact that he does not read much. This has nothing to do with hard work, but environmental reasons.

It is not that after reading the Four Books and Five Classics, even if you complete the textbooks for the imperial examination, there are no shortage of teaching aids related to the Four Books and Five Classics.

Yang Yi picked up a collection of the Spring and Autumn Classics and read it carefully.

The unforgettable skill was activated, and every word he read was deeply engraved in his mind.

After a long time, Yang Yi sighed softly and said to himself, "Even if Huang Rong comes, I'm afraid it won't be as good as the skills given by the system."

Having said this, he was moved, took out the paper, flattened it, held the brush, and dipped it in some ink.

Gently write on it, the strokes are very thin and delicate, the horizontal strokes are closed with hooks, and the vertical strokes are closed with dots, like a dagger, and like a knife.

Yang Yi is immersed in his own world, not disturbed by foreign objects, and in a trance, he has the grand master's demeanor.

When the writing was finished, it was a dream-like decree by Li Qingzhao.

"Fuck, I wrote so well!" Yang Yi exclaimed.

Seeing the handsome and unrestrained font with the charm of orchid and bamboo, Yang Yi felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Sure enough, a romantic and talented person is the correct way to open it, but Yang Yi has a strange feeling.

Whether it is the master-level painting skills or the thin gold-style calligraphy, he always has a feeling of doing what he likes. Could it be that he is going to be Zhao Ji's puppy?

However, if the thin gold body is really sent to Zhao Ji, I am afraid that he will really become the emperor's celebrity.

With... Cai Jing, Tong Guan, juxtaposed?

At this time, in the other room, Su Mi looked at the silver note in front of her with a complicated expression. She always felt that Yang Yi seemed to have changed, but this feeling was not bad?

Although Yang Yi in the past was also a simple and hard-working boy, but now he seems to be a lot smoother?

Su Mi was thinking about whether to find him a daughter-in-law, maybe it would be more stable when he became a family.

......

The next day, Yang Yi got up early in the morning and punched a set of eight punches, which was good for his health.

Some dilapidated doors opened slowly, a creaking figure came out, and a beautiful person came out.

"Good morning, sister-in-law!" Yang Yi smiled, his teeth white.

Su Mi glanced at him and said softly, "Good morning, uncle!"

Yang Yi took a look, there was no other expression on the sister-in-law's face, as if it wasn't her who had a cold face yesterday.

"Uh, sister-in-law, yesterday..."

Su Mi smiled indifferently, "Uncle doesn't need to explain, it's reasonable for uncle to paint a boat when Muai is young, but... Now you still have to study hard!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the house, ignoring Yang Yi who was messy in the wind.

Yang Yi touched his nose and smiled bitterly, this black pot is afraid that it cannot be washed away.

......

Bianjing, the imperial city.

Zhao Qianwei looked at the three-color camellia in front of her, and the tea tree in front of her had one flower and three branches.

There is a solid color camellia on each branch, the purple one is the largest, the white one is the second, and the red one is the most delicate and smallest.

Representing Qiu-bearded Ke, Li Jing, and Hong Funu respectively, the three camellias are pure in color and without a trace of variegation, and they are genuine 'Three Heroes of Fengchen'.

If you put it in the eyes of famous people who cherish camellias, it is worth a thousand dollars.

But in front of her, it is no more noble than those wild flowers and weeds, because the most noble flower in the world is not worth mentioning in front of her.

There was a person beside him, wearing a light cyan skirt and combing a pair of maids, with a beautiful face, round eyes, and distinct black, and even his temperament seemed a little out of touch.

She moved her feet slightly and stood for a long time without moving, causing her legs to feel numb due to some blood loss.