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As the moon sets in the west and the sun rises in the east,
this eventful night is finally over.
Nangong Yue woke up early again, everything was as usual.
When the girls arrived at Jingzheju, it was just a moment away, and they
still had time to do some pre-class preparations.
Nangong Yue put her calligraphy and painting on the desk
unhurriedly. Yesterday, teacher Fang asked them to complete a calligraphy and
painting and bring it over. But only Nangong Yue knew what she brought was an
old painting she painted before. She curled her lips ironically. The eldest
aunt didn't like her being too popular, but she didn't know that she was not
rare at all!
Nangong Yue looked at the others calmly. Nangong Cheng was always noble and
self-confident. Nangong Yan still looked timid and inferior, Nangong Lin looked
proud, and Su Qingping…
Nangong Yue looked at Su Qingping playfully. If she
remembered correctly, Su Qingping in the previous life only knew little about
Qin, calligraphy and painting, but now she has a confident look on her face…
At this time, Fang Ru arrived on time. She is always serious
and expressionless. The first sentence is straight to the point: "A few guiniangs,
spread out your calligraphy and painting on the desk."
As always, Fang Ru's first look was Nangong Cheng's paintings.
Nangong Yue remembers that Nangong Cheng's paintings are always good, but her
writing is relatively weak.
Sure enough, Fang Ru nodded appreciatively after seeing
Nangong Cheng's painting, "This painting is in harmony with the landscape,
harmoniously matched and freehand brushwork. It is a pity that the painter is
immature, but you can be considered good at this level at your age."
Suddenly, she glanced at Nangong Cheng's painting again, always feeling that
something was missing, "Why didn't you write the words?"
Nangong Cheng showed a trace of embarrassment, and
explained: "The student's calligraphy is three points short of it, which
might affect the overall beauty, so she didn't mention it."
Fang Ru nodded, with a trace of regret in his eyes, did not
speak any more, and then went to see Nangong Yan's painting.
Nangong Yan drew a picture of a chicken pecking rice. The
crooked and twisted lines barely hooked into a chicken. Four slender claws supported
the whole body slantingly. There were a few drops of thick ink under the
chicken paws. The style of painting is simple and naive, like a five-year-old
child.
But even so, Fang Ru still looked as usual, and said
lightly: "Practice more."
"Yes, teacher." Nangong Yan blushed all over her
face, and she almost shrank into a ball.
The third one is Nangong Yue. She took a painting of hers
she painted a month ago. That’s before rebirth. Sun setting evening painting.
Of course, at the age of nine, her painting skills are really ordinary.
Fang Ru frowned, a little disappointed. Nangong Yue's qin
skills made her overestimate this third guiniang. Fang Ru raised her
head to look at Nangong Yue, but saw that the other party was calm, with a hint
of unaffected. She was stunned and then looked at Nangong Yue again, and saw
that the other person’s face for a short time there is soft and immature there
should be at this age. It is not inconsistent and was a little funny. She was
dazzled.
"The inch is short, the ruler is long." Fang Ru
did not directly comment on Nangong Yue's painting skills, and said
euphemistically, "san guiniang usually spend more time
practicing qin. It’s a good to have one which is outstanding."
Hearing the words, Nangong Cheng on the side couldn't help
but straighten up with a confident smile on her face, and secretly made up her
mind.
Of course, Nangong Yue understands what Fang Ru means.
Although she doesn't care about the other party's evaluation, she still
pretends to be humble and says, "Yes, teacher, the student will practice
the qin well."
Then it was Nangong Lin's turn. Unlike others, what Nangong
Lin brought was not a painting, but calligraphy. Just saw that beautiful plum
blossom seal script vividly appear on the paper and exuding a faint ink
fragrance.
"Not bad." Fang Ru nodded slightly, with a hint of
appreciation in her eyes. When originally invited by the Zhao Shi, she
said that she only needed to focus on teaching Nangong Cheng. She also met with
Nangong Cheng at the time. After she really felt that she was a natural talent,
she agreed. But she didn't expect this xiaojies from Nangong Mansion,
each one has their own strengths. Nangong Cheng is good at painting, Nangong
Yue is fine at Qin skill, and Nangong Lin's calligraphy was really
unexpected!
The last one is Su Qingping.
At the first glance, Fang Ru's eyes faintly flashed
admiration. But then her eyes got more and more wrong, and her sharp eyes
narrowed slightly. She didn't look at Su Qingping, neither said it was good or
bad, and walked directly to the desk.
Interesting. Of course, Nangong Yue didn't miss the
turbulent waves between Fang Ru and Su Qingping, and she couldn't help but feel
a bit of interest. Although she doesn't know much about teacher Fang, she also
knows that the other party is not a person who looks down upon others, so there
must be a reason for things…
Nangong Yue's eyes flashed, and she quickly glanced at Su
Qingping's desk at the back left. It was a picture of the river flowing, river
flowing between the mountains, the artistic conception is elegant, the painting
skills are extremely sophisticated. And the scene is vivid on the paper like
real, a piece of atmospheric beauty! As far as she knows, Su Qingping has
absolutely no such skills!
At this time, Su Qingping's hands were clenched into fists
under the desk, feeling that Fang Ru must have deliberately humiliated her. She
blushed, and said angrily: "Teacher, why don't you look at the student’s
homework? Could it be that the student didn't do well?"
Hearing this, Fang Ru just glanced at her lightly and said:
"The fake is not true."
Gritting her teeth tightly, Su Qingping squeezed her palm,
remembering how hard it was for her to enter this boudoir school, and she
couldn't just give up like this. She suddenly said: "...Teacher, the
student is wrong!" Her voice choked slightly.
Fang Ru did not look back, Su Qingping gritted her teeth
again, knelt down resolutely, and sobbed: "Teacher, the student is
confused for a while. Cousin nieces are shined on the side, making the student
feel ashamed. So I thought of substituting{2}. Please forgive the students once;
the students will not dare to..."
With her performance, Nangong Cheng and others also knew what was going on, their expressions were a bit weird, and Nangong Lin even laughed directly.
Nangong Yue admired Su Qingping. Unexpectedly, she had such
courage to admit her mistakes in the hall. This woman is really extraordinary,
able to bend and stretch{3}. No wonder she can live smoothly in her previous life.
It really wasn't that easy to deal with her!
At this time, Fang Ru finally turned around and looked at Su Qingping's eyes softly, "If you know your mistakes, you will be better." Afterwards, Fang Ruoran stopped ignoring Su Qingping and simply commented on her calligraphy work, which also means that Su Qingping’s mistakes have been simply taken away...
Nangong Yue was not surprised by this result. After all,
Teacher Fang was just a teacher invited by the Nangong family. Why be more serious
with the host family, as if to show her a narrow-minded and can't tolerate
others.
After class, Nangong Yue returned to Mozhuyuan with
Yimei. As soon as she entered, she found that Lin Shi was also there,
standing beside Yu Baozhu's wife and Yu Yixuan.
Seeing Nangong Yue came back, Lin Shi smiled and waved
to her: "Yue Jie’er, come here."
Nangong Yue listened and walked to her mother's side. Lin
Shi took her little hand and said lovingly: "Yue Jie’er, this is Yu
Baozhu's wife. She is the steward of the kitchen and Yi Xuan's mother. Today,
Yu Baozhu’s wife came over to beg me for something, saying that Yixuan is not
too young and wants to take her home to find a relationship. Yixuan is your
maid. So mother brought them over and asked what you mean."
Let Yixuan leave originally idea of Nangong Yue, so how
could she have any opinions, and said with a smile: "Everything is up to
the mother." After finishing speaking, she was dependent on Lin Shi's
arms, but her eyes were sharp. Looking at Yu Baozhu's wife.
Yu Baozhu’s wife is an artful(4) person,quickly has a look of
happy appearance and brings Yixuan together and salutes: "Thank you second
Furen, thank you San guiniang."
"You don't need to be polite." Lin Shi raised her hand, "Yixuan, you have served the San guiniang for many years. You have worked hard without any credit. I have prepared some things for you, which is considered to be your master and servant feeling." Then, her maid Linglong brought in a red wooden box.
"Thank you, second furen." Yu Baozhu's wife
hurriedly saluted again, and pushed Yixuan, "Silly girl, still did not
kowtow to your guiniang."
Yixuan hurriedly walked to Nangong Yue and knocked her head
heavily. Nangong Yue was about to help her up, but found that she was stuffed with
a piece of paper in her hand and hurriedly hid it like a sleeve.
Note
{2} lit. the plum tree withers in place of the peach tree; to substitute one thing for another; to carry the can for sb
{3} can bow and submit, or can stand tall (idiom, from Book of Changes); ready to give and take; flexible
[4] be smooth and slick (in establishing social relations)
