Also, Ji Wen Xu was a lot of writing, so the paper and ink were used up quickly. But the supplies in the mansion were the same, and Zhao Minghe and Zhao Mingyan, the two who didn't like to study, hadn't used up much paper and ink yet.
The Ji Wen Xu was not enough, and he felt embarrassed to ask for more, so he took out some silver and asked the servant to go outside to buy some.
Yu Huan's maid was smart. She saw it and came back to tell Yu Huan.
Then, Yu Huan asked someone to bring a bunch of good paper and ink to Ji Wenxu.
For Ji Wenxu, this was certainly a timely help.
But when he went to thank her, she refused to admit her good intentions and kept saying that those things were useless and she didn't want them.
"Anyway, no one will use it no matter where it is, so I'll give it to you as a reward."
There is nothing I can do about the preface to Jiwen.
Then I realized that this was her personality. She obviously got along well with him, but she didn't want to show it. She obviously treated him well, but she didn't want to admit it.
It's awkward, but when it happens to her, it seems real and touching.
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That winter, there were always two people sitting opposite each other at the table in the warm room, so the originally torturous winter days did not seem so long.
In the blink of an eye, winter passes and spring comes, the snow melts, old trees sprout new buds, and there is bright green everywhere.
The servants took away the charcoal brazier that had been burning for the whole winter, and the tightly closed window finally opened. Fresh air rushed in impatiently, and the boy's thick winter clothes turned into thin spring clothes.
Spring is here, and it’s another wonderful year.
Mrs. Zhao took them for an outing.
The weather gradually became warmer. Ji Wenxu was only wearing a thin lotus-white long gown, with an ink-blue headband tied in his hair. His eyebrows and eyes were as dark as a painting.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is an eye-catching and elegant young man with a straight and handsome figure and an air of scholarly charm.
Mrs. Zhao clearly reserved a seat for him, but he did not sit there. Instead, he got into Yu Huan's carriage.
But he knew his limits and did not go in to disturb Yu Huan. He just sat with the coachman.
He sat outside the curtain, looking at the scenery on both sides with great interest.
His back was as straight as a green bamboo, and the slanting sun cast his silhouette on the curtain. Even though it was a blurry shadow, one could still see his youthful and handsome features.
He sat with the coachman without any scruples. He looked so good that people on the street thought he was the son of a wealthy family.
When they reached the lake, the carriage stopped.
Ji Wenxu jumped down and pushed aside the curtain, while Yu Huan came down holding the maid's hand.
Even though the weather was warm today, she wore thicker clothes than others. The porcelain-blue double-breasted jacket made her look elegant and pretty, like a lady from a wealthy family. Only Ji Wenxu knew how cunning her personality was beneath her outward elegance.
Mrs. Zhao and her friends went to the pavilion to drink tea, while Zhao Mingyan and Zhao Minghe ran to fly kites.
There is a swing not far away.
Yu Huan pulled the little maid to sit down.
"Don't be impatient." Ji Wenxu took out a handkerchief and wiped the swing board clean before moving away.
There were not many seats around, so he just found a rock and rested his chin on his hand while watching her play on the swing.
She gripped the rope tightly with both hands, refusing to let the maid push her, willing herself to swing slowly. Her sleeves slipped down, revealing a small piece of her slender wrist, as delicate as jade.
She couldn't stand cold things, so she wore bracelets made of warm white jade. However, the best jade didn't make her wrists look as radiant as it did.
Ji Wenxu's eyes turned silently, and when he came to his senses, he secretly said that he was bewitched.
"Why don't you go play with them?" Yu Huan asked him.
"What's the point of playing with them?" Ji Wenxu looked at Zhao Minghe and Zhao Mingyan chasing the kite from afar, and felt tired.
The two were talking when suddenly a shout came from somewhere.
"Wen Xu?" A young man in pearl-blue brocade robes approached. "You're here for an outing too..."
The man's surname was Lu and his given name was Chang. He was the son of a county magistrate and also studied at the Zhao Family School. Therefore, he knew the preface to Ji Wen.
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a young lady sitting on the swing and quickly apologized, "I'm so rude. I didn't notice there was someone here... Zhao Yuhuan!"
Halfway through his apology, his voice suddenly rose. It was not just shock, but also seemed to be mixed with some deep hatred.
Yu Huan sat on the swing, but her attitude was very high: "It's your aunt, please don't be polite."
Ji Wenxu looked at this and then that, not understanding how they intersected.
When he came to his senses, the two of them had already started arguing, talking back and forth, neither of them giving in.
"Why are you coming out here, you sickly idiot? Why don't you just stay inside?"
"You're such a fool, you can't even do arithmetic, and yet you're staying in my school. Do you want to drive the teacher crazy with your stupidity?"
"Everyone knows how to calculate. That was all when we were little. Zhao Yuhuan, don't keep bringing up the past. I'm telling you, I can calculate really fast now."
"Who would believe that? Who knows if you asked your servant to write your homework for you again?"
"Zhao Yuhuan, stop talking nonsense..."
Lu Chang had been led into a trap by Yu Huan, trapped in his own self-proving situation. It was obvious that he couldn't win the argument with Yu Huan, and he was so angry that he was about to explode.
Ji Wenxu pulled his arm and said, "Calm down. She's not feeling well. Don't get angry with her."
Lu Chang was dumbfounded, pointing at Yu Huan, speechless. After a long while, he calmed down and asked with great grievance: "Who is angry with whom? She is almost mad at me to death..."
However, when Ji Wenxu stopped him, Yu Huan had already left with the maid.
"Wait a minute, I'll go tell Uncle Zhao." Lu Chang shouted at the top of his voice. What a romantic and handsome young man, but he was forced to lose even his face.
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On the way back, Ji Wenxu was not as relaxed as when he came.
He was still sitting outside, but facing inwards, and asked tentatively: "Do you and Lu Chang seem to have some conflict?"
"It happened when I was a kid." Yu Huan muttered.
Mr. Zhao had a good relationship with the county magistrate. At that time, something happened in the county magistrate's family, so he entrusted Lu Chang to live with him for a while.
The two children seemed to have different auras and were born to be incompatible. They would fight each other whenever they met. Each of them was no bigger than a table, but they had very bad tempers.
At that time, Yu Huan was always sick, and every day she would snuggle pitifully in Madam Zhao's arms, with no energy. Now that Lu Chang had come, even though they had a quarrel, at least Yu Huan had some energy.
The adults let them meet.
"What was the original reason?" Ji Wenxu couldn't help but ask.
Yu Huan said angrily: "He said my handwriting is ugly."
How is that possible! She has lived in so many worlds and met so many people, and no one has ever said that her handwriting is ugly.
Ji Wenxu was silent for a while. He wanted to comfort her but couldn't quite open his mouth, so he had to change the subject, "What about him? Why is he angry with you?"
"Oh," she said casually, "I had the parrot pull out his rotten tooth."
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