big name bastard

Panxiang sighed, added some more oil to the lamp, and Fufu stepped back.

The door was closed with a squeak of teeth, Pan Xiang looked up and saw Lei Zhen passing by, and couldn't help catching up, "Lei Zhen, what have you been doing these days, I can't see you in the yard."

"Why, I sold it to you, and I still have to be watched by you every day." Lei Zhen raised his face slightly, his phoenix eyes shining brightly under the night.

"No." Panxiang was excited, and immediately became anxious, "The young master wants to teach you how to read, but you didn't see that the young master has already started writing, and you are still hanging around here! People like you will be useless when they grow up. , Do you know that it will lead to crime!"

The following words directly quoted what Rong Mian said before, but successfully aroused Lei Zhen's interest, "What, Rong Mian taught me how to read?"

His voice was very soft, as light as cotton wool, and even more mocking.

Panxiang didn't understand very well, but she nodded resolutely, and her eyes began to be worshiped by the upper class, "Yes, the young master can compose poetry and do autopsies, of course he can read! A slave like you, who looks down on people all day long! Hmph!"

After the girl finished scolding, she turned around and left Lei Zhen alone in the half-dark courtyard for half a day.

Lei Zhen glanced into Rong Mian's room, tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally took a step towards Rong Mian's room.

Compared with drawing characters in the sand basin before, Rong Mian feels that he has made great progress now.

But at this moment, holding the Langhao brush and writing the characters stroke by stroke on the rice paper with the tip of the pen, I just feel that the shape is like a ghostly drawn talisman.

This nib is so soft!

Going down a few minutes, most of the pen tip is pressed down, and the thick black ink paper soaks a large area of ​​ink on the rice paper. Only one stroke of a character is written, and it fills up a piece of paper...

Rong Mian felt that writing was more difficult than fighting.

In modern times, he only uses copper pens or ballpoint pens. The nibs are hard, and he can write whatever he wants.

But this wolf... bullied him.

Rong Mian frantically threw away the wolf hair, and turned around to look for the charcoal he had found in the kitchen in advance. The last time he wrote the list for Panxiang, he wrote it first with charcoal, and then worked hard to find it. The ground was painted with a Langhao brush for a while.

This is the first time I used this Langhao pen to actually write.

This time he was defeated the first time.

Holding the charcoal in his hands, Rong Mian simply started to write, but after writing a word or two, he became wilted, so he can't write with charcoal when he goes out, right?

How about making your own pencil?

Thinking of Mrs. Liang crying and Rong Shaoqi running to Rong Kaiji's yard, Rong Mian dismissed the idea with a sigh. The brothers must have found a way to deal with them, there is no need to make trouble... let's just let it go.

Rong Mian held the wolf hair and began to draw again.

Squeak.

The door of the room was suddenly opened, and Rong Mian, who was writing in the inner room, heard a voice saying, "Pan Xiang, serve me a bowl of ginseng soup to nourish my body, and make it not too greasy for supper..."

After talking for a long time without hearing a response, Rong Mian frowned, looked at his own handwriting, and immediately hid the announcement in a ball. Although he didn't care how Rong Kaiji and the others checked it, it was still a shame if such poor handwriting was seen. will be detrimental to oneself.

Before Rong Mian could go out, the door curtain was lifted, revealing a round black head from the outside. The owner of the head blinked his phoenix eyes seemingly innocently, "Rong Mian, are you writing? I heard that you want to teach me how to read?"

Which guy with an extra mouth spread the word!

Rong Mian saw that it was Lei Zhen who came, and when he heard Lei Zhen's question, his eye circles were darkened, he cursed secretly, but smiled on his face, and didn't care about the crime of calling his name directly as a servant, "Lei Zhen , you have been busy all the time, so your young master won't bother you. It's getting late, go to sleep, go quickly. "

"You brought me back to the mansion, but didn't teach me how to read. If I commit a crime after leaving the mansion, wouldn't you be more responsible?"

Not only did Lei Zhen not leave, but he also walked in with a small square step, and smiled with his glistening lips, "I happen to be free today, come on, you teach me."

As he spoke, he walked closer and came to Rong Mian's side. Lei Zhen was young and only reached Rong Mian's chest, but he looked like a child at all. He stroked the half-inked rice paper with his five fingers, with full posture and a natural air, he smiled at Rong with red lips and white teeth, "What are you doing in a daze, teach me."

This tone, this temperament, makes people think that he is the master, but Rong Mian is like a primary school student who follows his instructions.

Being stared at by him, Rong Mian felt a sense of embarrassment that he had nowhere to hide.

"Come……"

The hand was gently grasped, and the Langhao pen was stuffed into the finger. Rong Mian was stunned, and found that Lei Zhen actually grabbed his hand and went to the rice paper. Lei Zhen can write?

It wasn't until he felt that his hands didn't look like his own, and after writing the word "Rong" on the rice paper, Rong Mian was surprised to find that Lei Zhen really knew how to write, and he didn't need to teach it by himself!

"follow me."

Feeling someone grabbing the front of his chest, Rong Mian was forced to bend down. His tall and thin body was pressed against Lei Zhen's small back. The little finger and the thumb were neatly and orderly arranged on the Langhao pen. Rong Mian felt that his five fingers were extremely awkward, but after being held by Lei Zhen's little hand, he patiently wrote the word "Rong" again, and Rong Mian Suddenly, I felt that holding the pen like this did not seem to be a labor-intensive task.

"Hehe, the calligraphy you teach is really beautiful."

Lei Zhen flicked Rong Mian's fingers with his little hand, his voice was innocent and lively, his phoenix eyes were as dark as cold jade looking at Rong Mian.

Rong Mian was sober at this moment, only felt that his clothes were soaked with sweat on his back. He looked at Lei Zhen, his big eyes were also dark, and when he touched Lei Zhen's cold jade-like phoenix eyes, he felt that he could suddenly see the little servant in front of him clearly. .

Who is he?

Rong Mian instinctively thought of it, but at the same time, he stopped himself from asking so stupidly.

Lei Zhen must not be simple.

But all Rong Mian can think of is that Lei Zhen may have a better background, and that's all. After all, a guy who was caught begging on the street and poured soup and dumpling water, even if he has a strange background, it will not be so strange. where to go.

It may be the bastard son of someone else's family wandering outside, or it may be the child of a lost lady, there is no way to escape from both.

"You haven't been at the house these few days, are you going back?"

After thinking about it, the two looked away tacitly, and Rong Mian asked.

Did not ask the source, did not ask the reason, just asked a date of departure.

"Maybe I will go back after the emperor grants me the marriage." Lei Zhen said.

"Marriage?" Rong Mian looked at the young boy in bewilderment, "Who is the marriage given to?"

Rong Mian would not be shocked to think that Lei Zhen was some noble prince or something, so when he heard about the marriage offer, Rong Mian instinctively thought of the current royal family and envoys from various countries, and Lei Zhen probably knew about it Issues.

"I don't know yet."

Lei Zhen dropped his pen, jumped onto the desk, and sat in front of Rong Mian. At this moment, he could look at Rong Mian at the same level. The two of them seemed to be at a fair height, which made Lei Zhen a little more comfortable.

"The emperor wants to marry Yuchen Wang, but Xia Houjue also has the ability to compete. Who knows who will marry him!"

Lei Zhenxue's white face revealed a playful look, his phoenix eyes stared deeply at the person in front of him, his two feet kicked to Rong Mian's skirt from time to time, but his deep eyes were full of exploration and coldness.

"It turns out that Su Yu is about to get married. But he didn't tell me anything."

Hearing this news suddenly, Rong Mian sighed, and suddenly thought of the scene where Su Yu kissed him, he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, it seemed that he really regarded him as a woman... No, Su Yu was full of blood, it seemed that he had messed up his surname after drinking... Or How embarrassing, kissed him like a woman, but didn't come to apologize afterwards.

With a second thought, Rong Mian was relieved.

Su Yu must be very busy, forget it, I will forgive him this time.The next time we meet again, we must tease him about this matter, this body can be regarded as the loss of the first kiss... so he has to make some compensation.

Rong Mian counted his 1000 taels and three shops, what else would he need at that time, he had to mention this to Su Yu in a dignified manner, otherwise there would be no such shop in this village!

"What are you thinking?"

As soon as the crisp voice came out, Rong Mian quickly came back to his senses, and suddenly saw an enlarged and immature face in front of his eyes, "Lei Zhen?"

Rong Mian blinked and felt that his eyelashes could touch the other person's skin. Rong Mian stretched out his hand to grab the young boy away, but when his neck tightened, he strangled him, and there was a soft and tender feeling from his lips. Rong Mian blinked at the wet touch, was kissed by this young boy?

"you……"

Rong Mian opened his mouth, but the exposed teeth were licked by the other party's small tongue, "Well, it smells like leeks, it stinks!"

"Brat, I've never eaten leeks!" Rong Mian stretched out his hand to mention Lei Zhen, and couldn't help yelling, "Also, I don't have bad breath... No! You are not allowed to kiss me! You can't learn well at a young age, wait for you Let's talk when we grow up!"

"Can I kiss you when I grow up?" Lei Zhen looked at him, with Xie Sen on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, unless you become a woman!" Rong Mian angrily threw him away, shook off unhappy thoughts, and continued to draw.

After hearing this, Lei Zhen looked at his own body, then at Rong Mian, and murmured quite seriously, "If so, there really is a person who will become a woman."

Rong Mian ignored him, he was just a child, so he didn't care about anything.

"Give me a share of your late-night snack, and share my daily meals. I want to grow taller and bigger than you." Lei Zhen was thrown away, and he didn't get annoyed, but said seriously.

"Okay, unless you pay for the food!" Rong Mian was unambiguous, since Lei Zhen's identity is not that simple, then don't blame him for asking for money.

"How much?" Lei Zhen stepped forward and pressed his pen.

"1000 taels."

"Row."

"gold!"

"also."

To be able to get 1000 taels of gold from Lei Zhen, Rong Mian went to bed without writing a few words, and Rong Mian suffered from insomnia that night.

Too much money, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep.