The Golden House that Can't Be Escaped [Quick Transmigration]

Bai Xianyu frantically poked at the system, trying to find out why.

[The system data is fine, it's just your man messing up. 】

Bai Xianyu quietly looked at Wen Xuli beside him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Don't be a good prince of the royal family,? Come and be a little book boy.If you say you have no evil intentions, who will believe it?

As the fat meat that was missed, Bai Xianyu was a little bit dumbfounded.

The mistress of the Bai family is a swift and resolute person. After making a decision, she immediately asked the housekeeper to "take" Bai Xianyu to the study.

The study room is very spacious, with calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and the bookshelves are full of books.The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed on the carved nanmu desk, which is clean and tidy, spotless.

Such a good place to study, but Bai Xianyu just wants to yawn.

[You have not been in good health since you were a child, and you have been suffering from serious and minor illnesses.It wasn't until these two years that he was finally healthy.Your mother will also arrange for you the courses that are left behind in the future.I learned Chinese characters when I was a child, but I didn't know much.Your mother probably didn't really expect you to be successful, but only hoped that you wouldn't raise an illiterate. 】

The young master of a rich merchant? How can he not even read the words on the account book?

Bai Xianyu sat on the seat, took a book casually, and flipped through it.

The dense traditional characters, like ants, make people dizzy and scalp numb.

The butler took out a "Three Character Classic" from the bookshelf and put it on the table.

"Madam has told you that the young master will practice from the Three Character Classic first."

"My young master knows, you can go down." Bai Xianyu waved his hand impatiently.

Wen Xuli took a step forward: "I will grind ink for the young master."

He lowered his head and rubbed the ink slowly, with an elegant and noble posture.No matter how you look at it, they all come from rich and noble families, without the slightest bit of humbleness.

"You don't seem to come from a poor family, why did you come to the Bai family to be a book boy?" Bai Xianyu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Narrative's temperament is outstanding, even if he doesn't say a word, it can't be ignored.The housekeeper is not so blind...

"The family has fallen, and I have been reduced to the streets. I have no choice but to sell myself to make a living. I can't chase after the past, and I will just be the young master's book boy in the future." Wen Xuli bent slightly, lowered his head, and said with lowered eyebrows.

Looking respectful and pure...

But Bai Xianyu knew that this animal had some ulterior motive at all, it was just a deliberate disguise!

Still in ruins...

The son of the royal family, the family is in trouble, this liar, the old emperor on the dragon chair can hardly sit still.

Bai Xianyu picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink.

He was filming before and also learned how to use a brush.Although the handwriting is not very good, but the posture of holding the pen is decent.

Wen Xuli looked at him quietly, with a somewhat surprised expression.

After all, the housekeeper said that Bai Xianyu had a lot of body since he was a child, and he was not good at studying.Not to mention writing, I probably can't remember how to hold the pen.

The young master sat upright, with a straight posture, holding a brush in his hand, waving a brush on the paper...

However, every word written is so ugly.Gestures are uneven in thickness, crooked, unsightly.

This correct writing posture, coupled with the crabs crawling all over the paper, is extraordinarily joyful.

The corners of Wen Xuli's lips hooked slightly, and he walked slowly behind Bai Xianyu.

He bent down, pressed one hand on the table, and held Bai Xianyu's writing hand with the other.

"Master, please forgive me for being rude."

Wen Xuli's tone was indifferent, like a simple statement, without any fear.

The young master, who was surrounded by the rebellious servant, wished he could kick the rascal a few times.

"No problem." Bai Xianyu pretended to be calm.

It's just that the bases of his ears are already slightly red.

Wen Xuli had a panoramic view of all this, and the corners of his lips deepened a bit.

Bai Xianyu pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

It's just practicing calligraphy, nothing else...

Although he tried his best to brainwash himself, he wanted to calm down quickly.However, the scorching heat from his hand made him unable to calm down...

The generous big palm wrapped the young master's hand, leading him to write big characters flying around on the white paper.

Sunlight shines through the window in the study.The room was bright and majestic, and the two snuggled up to practice calligraphy were so ambiguous and intimate, like a pair of lovers...

Bai Xianyu's head was completely dead, like a marionette, being led by Wen Xuli, he had no intention of resisting at all.

After a cup of tea, Wen Xuli slowly withdrew his hand.There was still a bit of reluctance hidden in his eyes, but his face was still calm: "Master, are your hands tired?"

"Yeah. I'm tired, take a break, by the way, prepare some tea and pastries..." Bai Xianyu was hungry when he was tired.

He put the brush aside and lay lazily on the table.

"System, I feel like I can't live through this day. You don't have to go out to make money to make a living, but practicing calligraphy is more tiring than anything else."

【Jijiwaiwai again, next time you will be reincarnated as a poor ghost to pour out Yexiang. 】

"You don't dare. Xuli's taste is not that strong. I can't seduce him. If the mission fails, you have to follow him." Bai Xianyu smiled, confident.

Wen Xuli walked to the door and explained a few words to the servant.

Although he is a servant, the status of the book boy is much higher than that of the servant.He doesn't need to do a lot of heavy work, he just needs to accompany the young master to study and follow the young master.

I only ordered the kitchen to prepare pastries now, and I am afraid it will take a long time before I can eat them.However, there was always hot water in the kitchen, and the tea was served quickly.

The servant brought up the teapot and cup, and Wen Xuli waved his hand to let him go.

Wen Xuli opened the lid, took out the tea leaves, and started making tea.His posture is casual, but with a certain method, every move is so pleasing to the eye.

Just watching him make tea is also a kind of enjoyment.

As an ignorant young master, Bai Xianyu naturally stared carelessly at his own school boy without hiding it.

Wen Xuli looked calm, without any sense of urgency to be watched closely.

He made a cup of tea and handed it over in a polite manner: "Master, please use tea."

Bai Xianyu took the teacup and took two sips of tea lightly.

He sneakily glanced at the door a few times, and then set his eyes on Wen Xuli.

"Come here, come closer."

Wen Xuli didn't know why, but he still approached a few steps respectfully.

"Today, I just wrote a piece of big characters. If my mother sees it, she will definitely be punished. You are my book boy, and you should only share my worries for the young master. You just go and write nine big characters, so that I can do business with my mother. "

The system is speechless.

【Even that big letter was written by Wen Xuli with you.After such a whole period, your handwriting practice has become Wen Xuli's handwriting practice, show some face! 】

What does Bai Xianyu, who hates practicing brush calligraphy, say about his face?He does not need it.

However, Wen Xuli dealt him a fatal blow.

"The slave is not good at imitating handwriting, I'm afraid I will disappoint the young master."

Bai Xianyu's face changed slightly.

His eyes flashed, and he picked up the brush again.

This time, without Wen Xuli's hands-on teaching, the words he wrote are ugly!

From an ugly crab crawling to a slightly better looking crab crawling.

a shame!

This kind of handwriting is far from Wen Xuli's handwriting. It is simply difficult for people to imitate.

Bai Xianyu flattened her mouth, feeling extremely wronged.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, the young master is smart, if you practice slowly, you will get better." Wen Xuli comforted.

Bai Xianyu wished he could knock his head on the table: "It's so ugly! Burn it, burn it!"

He couldn't help it, grabbed the paper and threw it out.

The corners of Wen Xuli's lips curled slightly: "Master, ten big characters."

Bai Xianyu's face changed slightly: "That, that... pick it up."

Wen Xuli walked over, picked up the paper, unfolded it again, and spread it on the table.

Bai Xianyu sighed, took the brush, and continued to practice calligraphy hard.

Poor Bai Xianyu, in his dreams at night, he is always chased by pens, inks, papers and inkstones...

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In the early morning of the next day, the servant woke Bai Xianyu up early.

"Young master, it's time to get up, or you will be in trouble if you don't catch up with the greetings."

Bai Xianyu raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and sat up with difficulty.

He raised his eyes and looked out the window, the sky outside was still dark, it was terrible!

Although he felt wronged, Bai Xianyu could only force himself to get up.He yawned and let the servant help him dress and wash.

As a modern person, Bai Xianyu himself is not used to and does not like this kind of overly caring service.But right now his eyelids were still fighting, so he just closed his eyes and let others play with them.

If you don't do it yourself, you can still take a nap secretly.

On the way, Bai Xianyu met his elder brother who had the same father and mother.This sick young master can still live a good and comfortable life in the mansion, on the one hand because he has a powerful mother, and on the other hand because he has an outstanding heir elder brother.

"Don't squint your eyes when you walk, and beware of falling." The eldest brother reminded.

"Hmm." Bai Xianyu responded casually, and yawned again.

The two were unable to turn around, and went to pay their respects to their grandmother, parents and other elders.After greeting his mother, Bai Xianyu can go back.

According to the new rules set by the mistress, Bai Xianyu should go to practice calligraphy next.

However, Bai Xianyu sat on the side, his body was a little crooked, and his sitting posture was not correct enough.

His eyes narrowed slightly, the fundus of his eyes was black and blue, and he was about to fall down.

"I don't need to practice calligraphy today." The mistress was also extremely helpless with this sickly young son, "Housekeeper, go and invite Doctor Wang to come and show the young master."

"Yes."

Bai Xianyu tried hard to open his eyes: "I'm fine, I'm just tired."

"Mother, it's too hard to practice calligraphy for two hours a day."

Bai Xianyu looked at his mother pitifully, his whole body exuded a weak and harmless aura.

"No." The mistress said coldly, "Fugui, send the young master back to his room."

Wen Xuli also stood aside, following silently.

Bai Xianyu walked back in frustration, his whole body exuded a depressed atmosphere.

【You too, you only practice 4 hours a day, which is too much, so you have to change it to 2 hours.You have to show some face! 】

"It's not you who write, of course you speak lightly."

Bai Xianyu yawned: "My young master is tired, you carry me back."

Bai Xianyu waved to the right.

On the left stands the servant, and on the right stands the book boy Wen Xuli.The boy was completely confused: "Master, I'm here."

The boy took a step forward, bent down, and prepared to carry Bai Xianyu back.

Wen Xuli's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward to push the boy away.

"The book boy is also a slave, since the young master has ordered it, then I will do it."

Bai Xianyu: "..."

Are you a well-behaved book boy?

You are a rebellious servant who misses the young master's ass! ! !