After struggling for a long time, she spoke in front of Emperor Kangxi's impatient eyes, "To answer your Majesty, my hand and the brush I use to write have their own ideas, so the words become like this."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Kangxi's eyes instantly glared at her and said in a deep voice, "Everyone has their own ideas? You don't write well, but you blame them."

Jiang Ranli lowered her head. She originally wanted to excuse herself, but judging from the current situation, it was impossible to do so.

"To answer your Majesty, I'm not used to using a brush, so my handwriting is not very pleasing to the eye. But if you let me use a feather pen, I will definitely write beautifully for you," Jiang Ranli said, raising her little hand to make a promise.

Emperor Kangxi frowned slightly, an unhappy look emerging on his face, "Since ancient times, our ancestors have used brushes to write. As a citizen of the Qing Dynasty, you say that you are not used to using the brushes that have been passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years."

Oops!

Listening to what Emperor Kangxi said, Jiang Ranli secretly felt that something was wrong. The ancients had an extraordinary respect for the traditions left by their ancestors. What she had just said, in the ears of Emperor Kangxi, was tantamount to worshipping foreigners and being disrespectful to their ancestors.

Jiang Ranli quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Father Emperor, I know I was wrong. From now on, I will definitely practice calligraphy well."

In this situation, too much explanation would only make Emperor Kangxi think that she was quibbling, so Jiang Ranli simply admitted her mistake and said that she would practice calligraphy well in the future.

Yinzhen looked at Jiang Ranli who was kneeling on the ground, then looked at Emperor Kangxi who was sitting on the dragon throne, then looked away and looked away indifferently.

Walking out of the Yangxin Palace, Jiang Ranli took a deep breath. Although Emperor Kangxi was usually very tolerant of her, there were still some things that were her bottom line that could not be crossed.

"Qiu Die, let's go back home."

Originally, Jiang Ranli planned to go to the Ministry of Works to find Yinzhen after coming out of the Yangxin Palace. However, she was concerned about Sidai, so she thought of returning to the mansion first to see what was wrong with Sidai.

Linfeng Courtyard.

Jiang Ranli asked Sidai in front of him, "Before, Jiu Ye and I left the capital, did you go looking for us?"

Sidai lowered her head. When she heard this, panic flashed across her eyes, but because her head was lowered, Jiang Ranli did not notice.

After a while, Sidai replied, "To answer your question, Miss, I am going to look for you and Master Jiu."

"You came back seven or eight days before Jiu Ye and I came back?" Jiang Ranli asked again.

Sidai nodded.

Although he couldn't see Sidai's expression, he could see the reaction on her body. Jiang Ranli intuitively knew that something had happened to Sidai on the way. "Did something happen while you were looking for us? Did someone bully you?"

Sidai was stunned for a moment, her eyes became complicated, and then she quickly shook her head, "No, no, I looked for the young lady and the Ninth Master for a long time, but I couldn't find them, so I came back. Nothing happened on the way."

If not, why would my body react with such panic?

Jiang Ranli observed Si Dai subtly. At this moment, she was clutching the corners of her clothes with both hands and looking around, which was obviously a panic reaction.

"Si Dai, you and I grew up together, and have experienced life and death, ups and downs together. If you encounter any problems, just tell me. You know, I don't like people who deceive me."

Although she said that she didn't like being deceived, in fact, Jiang Ranli just cared about her and wanted to know what she had been through.