When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

But Yun Jinghuang didn't ask any further questions, and quickly went to put on his clothes, disguising himself, and also disguising Rong Ji.

Under the cover of the Zhennan Army, the two successfully left Ying Palace, left the city, and arrived at Changyun River.

This is a huge river outside Changling City. The water is gentle and it is a place for many literati to go boating.

The ice has melted recently and the docked ships have finally resumed operations.

At this moment, the riverside was crowded with people watching the fun.

People are marveling and looking at:

"My God! It's so beautiful!"

"She is truly a peerless fairy!"

"If I can see her, I will have no regrets in this life!"

Yun Jinghuang was taken to a pavilion on a high ground by Rong Ji. From a high position, he could see the scene of Qin Yun River.

I saw an antique boat swimming in the middle of the river.

A woman in white stood beside the bed, slim and graceful.

Her skin is like gelatin, her neck is long and graceful, and her whole body has an immortal aura that no one can match.

It’s Yun Jingge!

Today, Yun Jingge went to Chongfu Temple across the river to pray for Zhao Ruhui. She could have taken the mountain route, but she chose the water route because she wanted to find some inspiration.

Yun Jinghuang snorted coldly.

In her previous life, she also thought Yun Jingge was beautiful, but now she thinks about it. Yun Jingge often dressed up beautifully and fairy-like on various occasions, went to the lake, gave porridge, and played the piano.

It's obviously what Xiao Yin said. She's not a model but she's still acting like a model. It's so artificial.

However, Rong Ji said in a clear and deep voice: "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, a graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."

Although he was clearly reciting such a poem, there was no admiration for other men in his eyes. He only looked sideways at Yun Jinghuang beside him:

"Master Yun, do you understand this poem?"

Yun Jinghuang instantly understood that Rong Ji brought her here to help her understand the poems better.

Look carefully, Yun Jingge is boating on the lake there, doesn't it feel like he is on a river island?

Isn’t that fairy-like figure a fair lady?

There are countless literati and poets gathered around the river, with love in their eyes. Isn't Yun Jingge the good spouse that those gentlemen dream of?

Rong Ji said: "No matter what kind of poetry or writing, it is all written by the poet's feelings.

Each line of poetry covers scenery, people, thoughts, illusions, etc.

It will be easier to memorize it if you are immersed in it and combined with it. "

Yun Jinghuang seemed to have opened the avenue of five senses, and looked at Rong Ji happily and said:

"I understand!"

Now looking at Guan Ju, she found such long and convoluted poems easy to understand.

The same goes for other poems. I used to memorize them by rote, but now I have a different experience when I imagine such a scene.

Rong Ji reminded: "Additional copying can deepen the memory."

Pens, ink, paper and inkstones have already been prepared in the pavilion.

Yun Jinghuang walked over, picked up the calligraphy brush and started writing.

She has hardly learned calligraphy since she was a child and has never written.

When I write now, the font is crooked and the stroke order is completely wrong.

Rong Ji walked to her again and taught:

"When practicing calligraphy, you must sit upright, with your eyes one foot away from the paper, your hands one inch away from the pen tip, and your chest one punch away from the edge of the table.

There is no fixed way to hold the pen, it should be empty and wide, but the three-finger holding method is the easiest. "

While talking, he picked up a writing brush and demonstrated it to Yun Jinghuang.

Yun Jinghuang couldn't understand it at all just by looking at the map in the book.

Now that Rong Ji was teaching on site, she quickly mastered it.

Rong Ji added: "When writing characters, first leave them out and then press them down, first horizontally and then vertically, from top to bottom, from left to right, first outside then inside..."

A bunch of rules, let’s talk about them in detail.

Yun Jinghuang listened very carefully, memorized everything in his mind, and started practicing with his pen.

After all, this is my first time learning, so my movements are not very standard.

Rong Ji walked over to teach her, but thinking of her identity and the difference between men and women, he found a heavy quilted glove and put it on.

Then Caixu held her hand and said: "The palm of your hand is empty, focus on the present, and write flexibly."

Yun Jinghuang was led by him to write the word "Guan".

The words falling on the paper have a sense of nobility and are very beautiful.

The feeling of being led to write is completely different. It is equivalent to actual practice, not just oral teaching.

"I seem to understand!"

Yun Jinghuang followed that feeling and started writing.

This time, the font finally looks much better!

Yun Jinghuang looked at Rong Ji gratefully: "Prince Rong, you are really my master!"

If Rong Ji hadn't taught her this, she didn't know how long she would have had to think about it alone.

Rong Ji took a few steps back and distanced himself:

“Remember the five senses and practice carefully.

You are extremely talented, you can understand everything immediately, and you should be able to learn something quickly. "

"it is good!"

Yun Jinghuang continued to practice on the paper, one word after another.

She obviously didn't have any foundation, but she did know the structure of a word at a glance, and she also knew how to write it in order.

All progress is much faster than ordinary people.

When Rong Ji saw a teahouse in the distance, he did not disturb her and left, preparing to buy some snacks for her.

And secretly...

Two dark figures stood among the dense tree trunks.

Cang Fa couldn't help but said: "King! The two of them were standing too close before! Crown Prince Rong even touched the princess's hand! How can a man and a woman not be intimate with each other?"

The man in black robe and mask was calm.

"Prince Rong is a man who knows his measure and wears gloves."

"But that's unreasonable!" Cang Fa was really anxious.

Doesn't it count as contact if you wear a glove? What if the two of them were lying on the bed with their clothes on?

The man in black robe looked at him and said, "Character needs to be cultivated."

He turned around to leave, but Cang Fa boldly tugged at the hem of his clothes:

"king!"

He knelt on the tree trunk, lowered his head and clasped his fists.

The look on his face gave him a feeling of admonishing the military aircraft for important matters.

Di Yi's eyebrows jumped slightly when he saw it.

Finally, he had to say: "Let Mrs. Hua come."

Cang Fa was overjoyed: "Yes! I will do it now!"

After just a while, he quickly brought a woman over and said:

"As for the people over there, have you seen it? Just pretend that we met by chance, and let her learn poetry and poetry from you in the future."

"Yeah, don't show anything else!"

then……

Yun Jinghuang was practicing calligraphy in a pavilion high by the lake.

After a while, she became more and more comfortable writing, and she couldn't help but think of a poem to recite.

As soon as she landed on the paper, a voice suddenly came:

"It's a good saying that there will be times when the winds and waves break, so you can hang up your sails and sail across the sea!"

The young master’s talents are probably unparalleled! "

Yun Jinghuang looked up and frowned instantly.

She is Mrs. Huaying who is famous all over the world.

Mrs. Huaying is 40 years old and comes from a famous family. Her father is an old master of Hanlin Academy.

Her talent in the previous generation was that of the current Yun Jingge, who won the title of "No. [-] Talented Girl" many times and became famous all over the world.

Married to a top scholar when he was young, he was a talented man and a beautiful woman, and became the couple of gods and goddesses that everyone envied.

Unfortunately, her husband later died of illness, leaving behind a two-year-old girl...

Everyone thought that Hua Ying would fall into despair, but Hua Ying only felt sad for a while and then announced that she would become a widow and never marry.

The imperial court granted her a chastity memorial arch, and she was named a first-grade lady, enjoying a first-grade salary every year.

Moreover, she also opened a girls' school, specializing in teaching girls from poor families.

Of course, only a woman who catches her eye can enter the hall.

There was great controversy at that time. How could women go to school? What is the use of women learning knowledge?

But Huaying insisted on running the girls' school in the face of overwhelming public opinion.

This will take a full 15 years.

Some of the women trained by Huaying entered the palace and became first-class female officials, becoming popular people around the queen.

No matter how bad some are, they are still invited to be private tutors.

Yun Jingge was also taught by Hua Ying, and Hua Ying was also invited to teach Yun Jinghuang, but unfortunately...

In short, Huaying is a strange woman, a woman praised by everyone in the capital. When everyone sees her, they will respectfully call her Mrs. Huaying.

Yun Jinghuang saw her and said in surprise:

"Mrs. Huaying, why are you here?"

Mrs. Huaying glanced at her twice.

The young master looks quite handsome.

But that person rarely gave her tasks, and now he specially sent her to teach this person. Could it be that he was better than Long Yang?

She stepped forward and read the words.

“The poem is quite grand, but the font is so ugly that I thought it was black bugs crawling all over the paper.

Look at this line, which old pedantic eyebrow has dropped? "

Yun Jinghuang was embarrassed by these words and scratched the back of his head:

"Haha... This is my first day of school, and I made Mrs. Huaying laugh..."

"I have never seen anyone write in such an ugly way in my life. I really can't stand it anymore."

Hua Ying said to Yun Jinghuang: "From now on, you can join my sect and learn to write, write poetry, and sing with me."

Yun Jinghuang was quite unbelievable.

Madam Huaying, who is famous all over the world, wants to accept her as her disciple?