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The next day when Gu Le woke up, he suddenly found dry white marks on the inside of his sky-blue quilt. He frowned, wondering what it was, and was stunned for a moment. Gu Le hurriedly looked at his underpants. There was nothing there. Well, besides, I'm only nine years old now, so it's only Gu Chen's. Thinking of this, Gu Le couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Gu Chen did this at night because he ruined his good deed yesterday?

After washing and opening the bedroom door, Gu Le saw Gu Chen lying on the sofa. He pursed his lips and went downstairs. Zhang Hua wiped the cups with a white towel. A person went downstairs, a little surprised.

Gu Le looked natural, and said, "Housekeeper, go and change the quilt, it's dirty."

Zhang Hua was stunned for a moment, and then realized, dirty?The quilt was just changed yesterday... He looked at Gu Le's small body, his young master developed a little late, he shouldn't be so precocious, he wet the bed?This incident has never happened since Gu Le arrived, could it be Mr. Tsk tsk, "Okay, I'll go right away".

Sure enough, just as Zhang Hua thought, sir, is this dissatisfied with desire?But there are a lot of women outside, so it’s not possible, after all, this has never happened before, this gentleman really shouldn’t, it’s not suitable for such a young man, fortunately, the young master doesn’t understand anything, he just thinks it’s because the quilt is dirty.

While having breakfast, Zhang Hua went upstairs to look at Gu Chen again. Gu Chen had already woken up, took a shower and felt refreshed, and went downstairs after wiping his hair. Zhang Hua followed behind him, and said quietly, "Sir, do you need to arrange for a woman tonight? It's always not suitable for children in the villa."

Gu Chen almost rolled down the stairs at one step, looked back at Zhang Hua, said with a stiff face, "No" and paused, "Gu Le asked you to pack the quilt?"

Zhang Hua nodded.

Gu Chen gritted his teeth, sat on his seat with a stiff face, took a sip of tea, and saw Gu Legu eating his own breakfast, his face darkened, you nine-year-old kid has been here since yesterday Do you want to be so calm now!This made Gu Chen feel a bit pained!

Gu Chen looked at the small dish of cold dish in front of him that was mixed with bitter gourd, his face turned darker.

Zhang Hua's tone was calm and unrestrained, "It's easy to get angry in autumn, and the bitter gourd loses the fire. Chang You blanched it with water. It shouldn't be so bitter. Try it, sir."

Gu Chen forced himself to take a bite calmly, chewed and swallowed it in his mouth, how could the bitterness in his mouth compare to the bitterness in his heart...

"Sir, do you know that the woman yesterday is Tenderloin's new favourite?"

Gu Chen raised his eyelids and glanced at Fu Jie, who really didn't know which pot to turn on and which pot to pick up, "I don't know, I'm still surprised what the tenderloin asked a woman to come to see me, it turned out to be an excuse made by this woman, and the tenderloin returned to the city gone?"

"I came back alone, so not many people know the news. It is said that I just came back the day before yesterday."

"Check out his preferences, send him to a place, tell him that his woman was stolen by someone else, and I sent it back to him. If something happened on my site, send it to him as an apology." It's just a woman." Gu Chen snorted nonchalantly.

"Who is the tenderloin?" Gu Le asked.

Gu Chen has not shy away from Gu Le in his words in recent years. It may be intentional or unintentional that he wants to instill some ideas in Gu Le. After all, his son can't just be a good baby sheep who doesn't understand anything, otherwise he will be eaten by other big bad wolves Yes, not to mention that he is a bad student, but he can't be bullied by others. This is not raising a daughter. Jiao Didi is just a little princess who doesn't know much about the world. If there is any danger in the future, Gu Le still has to learn how to save himself.

"The younger brother of Zhu Lirui, the head of customs, is called Zhu Liji. He is called Liji in private. If the young master meets him one day, he can't call him face to face. Liji has a weird temper, so stay away from him, young master," Fu Jie explained.

"What is a Customs-General?"

"The chiefs of the customs bureaus of the three major ports of city t and city z, which are adjacent to city s, are in charge of the customs affairs of the three cities."

Gu Le nodded, "Isn't Dady's work related to customs? Do we have to be friends?"

"Yes" Gu Chen is at least gratified that Gu Le is so smart and understands everything.

"What's the plan for Lele today?"

"The teacher is not free tomorrow, so I'm going to learn calligraphy today" is not actually school, he just found a quiet place to practice calligraphy, his current brush skills have declined a lot, writing with a brush is simply unbearable He wants to learn well, and it would be a shame if he can't write well, but fortunately, although people in this world respect these ancient things, there are not many people who pay attention to them.

"Then send your daddy off first and then go to the company."

"Ok".

Calligrapher Wang Lao’s house is on Xiangfu Street in the old city. There are tall trees inside and outside the house. The house is at most a two-story building. It looks very quiet and distant. Most of the houses in this area are cultural Celebrities or well-known old professors, so this area of ​​Xiangfu Street is also called a cultural area, and even later the government built another police station for this area, and established other facilities to support these so-called z national treasure.

Mr. Wang hasn't accepted many apprentices in the past ten years. It was said that he was going to be closed, but Gu Chen knew his son's preferences and took him to learn from a teacher. Of course, Mr. Wang didn't accept him, but he still sold it to Gu Chen. To save face, Chen asked Gu Le to write a few words for him to read, but Mr. Wang was stunned. He praised Gu Le for being like everyone else, and accepted Gu Le. Such news is usually those serious The newspapers like to report, but with Gu Chen as the king, the entertainment newspapers also made the headlines.

Zhang Hua expressed his relief at the time that our family is also from a scholarly family.

I didn't pay much attention to it before, but now that I mentioned it, Fu Jie said, "Brother Liji, he is Wang Lao's nephew." He looked at Gu Chen, so it was not accidental that Gu Chen chose this calligrapher to meet him.

Take one step, look at three steps, each step is not necessarily useful, but a little bit of deployment, piling, and then match the strings to build a bridge, build up a road to the sky, the most basic will have a narrow path, this is Gu Chen.

When Fu Jie said it, Gu Le understood the truth of it, so what Gu Chen valued was not only that Mr. Wang was a master of calligraphy and painting, but also that Mr. Wang's brother-in-law was in politics. The one who is not sure is Gu Le. If Gu Le was not valued by Mr. Wang back then, I am afraid that this road will not work, so we still have to be lucky.

Gu Le has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and his calligraphy has already been perfected. It's just that the modern wrist is not strong enough, and there are few practicers. But if you master the method, it will gradually get better, so Mr. Wang found that Gu Le would have some calligraphy every week when he came here. He has made a lot of progress, and he only thinks that this is Gu Le's talent, so he values ​​Gu Le more and more, and wants to announce that Gu Le is his last closed disciple.

Gu Le, one day he will be above him, and he must be young and promising. Although he doesn't chase stars or anything, and he can't say anything about the entertainment industry, he really doesn't like Gu Chen very much. Wang Laoyue has countless people. Gu Chen knew that there was too much sophistication hidden in his eyes, and his smile was very fake, but there was one thing he liked about Gu Chen, that is, he loved this child.

At that time, I only stayed in S city for one day because of some things, and I was not there during the day. Gu Chen took Gu Le and waited outside his yard until night until I came. Few parents do this now. They value their children The grades, hiring tutors for the children, but it is rare to do this for the children, at least this father is remarkable in this regard.

Gu Chen can endure, and so can Gu Le. He is calm and energetic at a young age, and his future is bound to be limitless.

Wang Lao looked at Gu Le seriously grinding the ink, took a sip of tea, and said, "Gu Le, every time you come, I ask you to grind the ink first, what's your experience?"

Gu Le didn't grind ink much in his previous life, so he really didn't understand. He felt that grinding ink was a bit time-consuming. This was done by the eunuchs around him. He only needed to practice calligraphy, and when he was young, his father would read it from time to time, and then give pointers. Said.

"Gu Le, your handwriting is majestic, you know how to hide the front, and you include sharpness in the bones of your characters, but you can only say that you are Zhou Zheng. You only have the method, not the spirit. Like many people, you only use writing as a tool, and you don't know how to write. It's not your own soul, but you are still young, you will get better gradually, don't rush for quick success, although your writing can sell a lot of money."

Gu Le said, "He is just my tool, and I will not engage in calligraphy in the future." He is telling the truth. This kind of thing is just the elegance of a literati. He was a prince back then, then a prince, and finally became a great treasure. It is impossible. If you have time to be arty, it is impossible to become a literati who is only immersed in it. Those who are immersed in it cannot be a prince or emperor, such as Song Huizong. He has other important things to do, and it is impossible to grind the meaning of calligraphy. Practice is not trying to be something everyone.

Mr. Wang was startled, but he was not angry, but shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity, if you can study hard, you will become a master." Then he smiled, "I'm serious, you know what you want, it's good."

"Uncle" The classic carved mahogany door was opened from the outside, and a young man wearing a casual shirt, suit, jeans and sneakers walked in excitedly, "Auntie said you are going to close the door? I have a friend." My child wants to learn from you, so bring another one, put it anywhere, teach it for two days and send it away.”

"No." Wang Lao shook his head without thinking.

The young man was not angry either, and only then did he see the young boy standing in front of the desk leaning over to grind, "Who is this?".

"Gu Le".

Gu Le... The young man thought about it, and felt that the name was familiar, but he didn't know it. He didn't pay much attention to the name. He walked over with a big thorn, and pinched Gu Le's chin with his thumb and index finger to make him lift his head.

Gu Le was unprepared, but reacted quickly, stretched out his hand and waved away the young man's hand, frowning, "What are you doing?" This man is called Uncle Wang, could it be the brother of the chief of customs, Fu Jie said that the chief of customs is fast at 38 Forty years old, could this person be the younger brother of the chief customs officer, Tenderloin?The leg that was supposed to kick out did not move.

As soon as the young man's eyes lit up, Elder Wang also pulled him away, and said sharply, "What are you doing?"

The young man leaned forward again with a smile, "Little friend, let's be friends."

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