In the Tenth Prince’s carriage.
Jiang Ranli couldn't help laughing when she heard him talk about being punished by Emperor Kangxi last night.
"Li'er, you are still laughing. Please help me think of a solution. The emperor asked me to write twenty articles of "Xue Ji" within three days. What should I do?" The tenth prince was overwhelmed at the thought of writing.
When the Thirteenth Prince saw this, he couldn't help laughing, "Tenth Brother, I usually asked you to read more books, but you didn't want to. Now, what else can I do except Junxie? Don't make things difficult for Li'er."
Jiang Ranli nodded. She didn't have any good ideas. Besides, she still had to copy the "Female Training" ordered by Yinzhen. However, now she was abducted by Yinzhen and was brought to the team on a tour outside the Great Wall. She was also worried about copying the "Female Training".
The Tenth Prince hung his head. He knew there was no other way, but he felt uncomfortable accepting his fate.
Seeing him in so much pain, Jiang Ranli expressed her sympathy for him. She also didn't like writing calligraphy or copying "Nu Xun", so she could understand his feelings at the moment.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Ranli said, "Master Shi, the whole "Xue Ji" is only more than a thousand words. There won't be much content if Jun writes twenty chapters. You should work hard. When you finish, I will teach you a fun game. I guarantee that you have never played it in your life. How about it?"
When he heard the word "game", the Tenth Prince sat up straight with his eyes shining.
"What game?".
"I'll tell you this after you finish writing. You have nothing to do now. Do you want to start writing?"
Jiang Ranli kept the secret, which aroused the Tenth Prince's curiosity. He quickly called the eunuch to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and sat in the carriage to start writing.
In Jiang Ranli's perception, the Tenth Prince was an image that did not like to study, so she thought his handwriting must not be very good. As a result, when she saw the handwriting of the Tenth Prince, she couldn't help but want to stab herself.
Jiang Ranli is too stupid to you. After all, the Tenth Prince is the son of Emperor Kangxi. How could his handwriting be as bad as yours?
Originally, Jiang Ranli thought that the Tenth Prince's handwriting was comparable to hers, so she could comfort herself that the handwriting of a prince was not much better. Now she no longer thinks so, in order to avoid suffering a greater blow.
Jiang Ranli shyly withdrew her gaze from the Tenth Prince's pen, opened the door, and asked the Tenth Prince's eunuch to find her some harder paper. Then she simply sat down outside the carriage and passed the time looking at the scenery on both sides of the road.
"I remember you once said you don't understand literature, but how do you know that the entire "Xue Ji" has about a thousand words?" The Thirteenth Prince got out of the carriage and sat down next to Jiang Ranli.
Hearing his voice, Jiang Ranli dropped the leaves he had picked up and said calmly, "Master Meng is so talented and famous. Even though I don't understand literature, I admire him very much. That's why I paid special attention to his news. I heard about it at that time. Besides, Thirteenth Master, who told you that I don't understand literature?"
Jiang Ranli thought about it carefully just now. She didn't remember saying that she didn't understand literature and calligraphy. Even if she traveled to the Qing Dynasty and the knowledge she learned in modern times was of little use, she had studied hard for decades and was admitted to a good university. How could she not understand literature and calligraphy?
Stared at by Jiang Ranli's clear eyes, the Thirteenth Prince became a little nervous and quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere.
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