A schoolteacher should be a teacher, right?
Su Yan thought for a while,
"No"
Her voice was soft, but her answer was earnest.
The man beside her listened, his dark eyes sweeping over her profile.
The next second, he grasped her hand holding the calligraphy brush with his right hand, pulling her into his embrace. With his other hand supporting himself on the table, he raised his hand and picked up the brush.
Soon, four neat and tidy characters appeared on the rice paper.
It's just different from his previous slightly sharp and bold font.
The characters I wrote this time are very clean, deliberately restrained, each stroke distinct.
"Want to learn?"
A harmless voice rang in her ear.
Su Yan looked at the neat and tidy characters on the Xuan paper and nodded.
"think."
The moment she nodded, he took her hand again and wrote the four characters "Xuanyuan Yonghao" once more.
"We'll learn these four characters today, practice them carefully."
The four characters "轩辕永灏" have many strokes and are difficult to write.
It's really not suitable for beginners to practice.
But this person didn't care at all, and just kept leading her to write those four characters over and over again.
Fortunately, Su Yan learns quickly, and in just one afternoon, the characters she wrote were already taking shape.
It looks about 50-60% similar to the characters he wrote, but the strokes are a bit unsteady, and the difference is still noticeable when compared side by side.
When her wrist became so tired she couldn't lift it anymore, the person who had been sitting next to her reading and keeping an eye on her suddenly came over and pressed down on her wrist.
"Alright, let's practice again tomorrow."
His tone was calm, yet brooked no refusal. As he spoke, he took the brush from her hand and placed it on the inkstone.
At this moment, Xiaohua suddenly whispered...
"Host, take a look at that booklet. Is it the one the Crown Prince wants?"
As she spoke, Su Yan's eyes swept over the booklet that Xuan Yuan Yonghao had casually tossed aside on the table.
Coincidentally, this booklet is black.
It was presented to us by the Southern Tang Dynasty a few days ago.
She had seen the contents by chance, and she remembered that several names were circled in vermilion ink.
She was probably staring blankly at the booklet, her gaze so focused that it was hard to ignore her.
Seeing her staring blankly, Xuanyuan Yonghao reached out and took the booklet in his hand.
Su Yan's gaze then shifted to his hands.
He weighed the booklet in his hand.
"Are you curious? Do you really want to see?"
Su Yan had never worked as a spy, and none of the palace intrigue stories she had read taught her what to do in this situation.
Therefore, she chose to follow her heart.
Soft tone
"I want to see it."
He leaned against the rosewood table, reached out, and handed the booklet to Su Yan.
Su Yan took it and, without any hesitation, started flipping through it from the beginning.
However, not long after...
She held the booklet up to Xuan Yuan Yonghao, pointed to a single word, and spoke earnestly.
What is this character?
In this era, everything was written in traditional Chinese characters, which Su Yan could recognize most of. However, some characters were so different from simplified characters that she couldn't recognize them.
Seeing the seriousness in her question, Xuan Yuan Yonghao glanced down at the word she was pointing to.
The voice was low and slow
"Xie, the Minister of Rites, Sun Xie, embezzled 100,000 taels of silver. He seized 400 mu of farmland. His son, relying on his power, forcibly abducted a woman, killing three people. He covered it up and paid compensation to settle the matter."
Su Yan listened, realizing this was much faster than reading it herself.
Having read the entire booklet, I learned almost half of what I heard from Xuan Yuan Yong Hao.
After reading it, she closed the booklet and stood there.
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