Cheng Yujin finished writing a word in one go, and she was very satisfied, but out of restraint, she did not take the initiative to speak. However, she waited for a while and found that Cheng Yuanjing didn't know what she was looking at, but she didn't respond.
Cheng Yujin glanced at him strangely, and found that Cheng Yuanjing was looking at her side. She straightened her sleeves and found nothing wrong.
"Ninth Uncle?"
Cheng Yuanjing retracted his gaze and calmly set his gaze on the paper. Seeing him behave like this, Cheng Yujin felt that he was making a fuss. Cheng Yujin carefully guessed Cheng Yuanjing's expression, but couldn't see anything. Cheng Yujin gradually became a little nervous, and asked in a low voice, "Ninth uncle, what do you think?"
Cheng Yuanjing glanced down at her and said lightly, "For a woman, it's acceptable."
Cheng Yujin didn't like hearing this very much. Good is good, bad is bad. What is acceptable for a woman? This is looking down on who.
She raised her eyebrows and deliberately asked, "What about everyone?"
"The poor mastery is too much for Qiao, the heart is not right, and the writing is also distracting." Cheng Yuanjing said unceremoniously. Cheng Yujin narrowed her eyes, although she was angry, she knew that he was right.
For the sake of fame, Cheng Yujin practiced all the famous skills of boudoir girls, such as embroidery, such as playing the piano, she can do it very beautifully. However, in fact, what she really likes is calligraphy.
Books are also her favorite subject. It's just that, as an adoptive daughter, she is able to succeed in some places, but not in some places, such as writing, such as writing poetry and fu. This is the outstanding performance of several younger brothers in the family, and she cannot take the edge.
So Cheng Yujin has never shown her calligraphy skills in front of outsiders. In front of Mr. Cheng that day, in order to please Mr. Cheng, she blew a lot of the characters that Mr. Cheng had collected. Unexpectedly, it was Cheng Yuanjing. Cheng Yujin was a little embarrassed. When she started writing today, she wanted to show Cheng Yuanjing how good her handwriting was.
I don't think that because I paid too much attention to writing beautifully, I fell into the inferior position.
Cheng Yujin was not convinced, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote the word "Jin" on the edge of the paper. Cheng Yujin put down the pen, looked up at him without dodging: "Ninth uncle, what about now?"
Cheng Yuanjing is funny, this woman is really competitive. He is obviously scheming and good-natured, but he still pretends to be virtuous.
But then again, her words are quite remarkable.
Cheng Yuanjing's eyes fell on her left hand again. Cheng Yujin noticed it this time, and she lowered her head, then remembered that her left hand should still be injured.
Cheng Yujin immediately helped the table, and said with a strong and sensible smile: "Ninth uncle, it's just a skin injury, it's okay."
With Cheng Yujin's good-natured personality, she said it was okay, but Cheng Yuanjing couldn't even believe it. He paused for a while and asked, "What happened last night has nothing to do with you. Why do you ask for the guilt and hurt yourself?"
Cheng Yujin was stunned when she heard the question, then she raised her head in a funny way and looked at Cheng Yuanjing: "Ninth uncle, what do you say?"
"The dispute between my father and my grandfather is because of me. Although it is because of long-standing grudges and has nothing to do with me, will my grandmother and my mother take care of it? I stood up yesterday and just blocked a whip. If I do nothing , Uncle Jiu, what do you think I will do?"
Cheng Yuanjing was silent, and he asked, "In the past, Cheng Yuanxian scolded you in front of everyone like this?"
Cheng Yujin recalled what happened yesterday, and slowly remembered that Cheng Enbao was noisy yesterday. Cheng Yuanxian felt ashamed, and indeed yelled at her, saying that she didn't know how to take care of her brother. Cheng Yujin didn't take it seriously: "It's just a sentence, and there is no actual loss of profit. I care about what to do with this."
Anyway, she can leave the Cheng family as soon as she gets married, and Cheng Yuanxian and Qingfu continue to be used to Cheng Enbao, and they will be able to bear it in the future.
Cheng Yuanjing was at a loss for words, and for a while, an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart, how old she was to be able to say such sensible and heartless words. How did the Cheng family treat her to make her so transparent and restrained
Cheng Yuanjing was angry with the Cheng family. His emotions were inexplicable. He didn't even care that he was offended by Cheng Yuanxian yesterday. Why did he get angry when he heard Cheng Yujin's words
Cheng Yuanjing was wondering what was wrong with him, when he heard Cheng Yujin put up his sleeves and said slowly, "Everyone is suffering, shouldn't Ninth Uncle be pity me?"
Cheng Yujin raised her head and smiled at Cheng Yuanjing, her eyes narrowed, revealing a seductive slyness: "Emotions are worthless. Rather than pity me, Uncle Ninth might as well give me some real benefits."
Cheng Yuanjing laughed angrily, he glanced at her, but liked Cheng Yujin's candid manner. After Cheng Yujin's interruption, the inexplicable emotions in his heart dissipated completely.
Cheng Yuanjing doesn't like to owe people. The incident happened yesterday because of him, and Cheng Yujin was just implicated. He took out a porcelain bottle from the Duobao Pavilion on the side and threw it to Cheng Yujin. Cheng Yujin caught it in a hurry, she picked it up and looked at the bottle, she was stunned: "medicine?"
"Um."
Cheng Yujin was reluctant: "Why are you giving me the medicine? Can you change it?"
It was the first time Cheng Yuanjing met him to reward others for so many years. Cheng Yuanjing was neither angry nor annoyed, he looked at Cheng Yujin with a smile: "What did you say?"
"I think..." Cheng Yujin looked up and met Cheng Yuanjing's eyes, and swallowed the words she was about to say, "I think Uncle Jiu is really careful and kind. Thank you Jiu Shu."
kindly? The nineteen-year-old crown prince thought, he does have to be kind, but he is not to the point of being praised for being kind, right? Cheng Yuanjing turned to think that he and Cheng Yujin were nominally uncles and nephews, and it was okay to praise their fathers with kindness.
Maybe Cheng Yujin's last sentence "Uncle Xie Jiu" was too sweet and sweet. For the first time, Cheng Yuanjing didn't bother with her about the crime, but took the lead in going to the big book case in the middle. After he entered, seeing Cheng Yujin still standing there, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you still doing? Come here."
Cheng Yuanjing's yard is also a two-entry structure, with five main rooms connected to the front and a double-covered room at the back. He lives alone than other families, and he has no wives, concubines, servants and maids by his side. The space is very open and bright. He opened up the two rooms on the east side and made them a study.
The study is elegantly furnished and the space is well-arranged, showing that the owner has a good taste. But Rao is so, there is only one bookcase in it.
Now Cheng Yuanjing is still standing in front of the long case, looking at this posture, doesn't he want to teach her how to write
Cheng Yujin thought to herself that men and women are not related. Even if he is her uncle, there is no reason for him to hold a niece who is about to become an adult. If he personally instructed her to write, he would be too close.
Cheng Yuanjing waited for a long time, seeing Cheng Yujin dawdling in front of Duobao Pavilion, the expression on his face changed. Cheng Yuanjing put down the pen and said, "You have lived in the inner house for many years, so you have only this little eye? Come and study ink."
Cheng Yuanjing was obviously shocked when he saw Cheng Yujin. He was surprised at first, and finally thought about it, and raised his eyebrows with a smile that was not a smile: "What do you think it is?"
Cheng Yujin smiled softly at Cheng Yuanjing, walked to him, and rubbed the ink table hard.
Cheng Yuanjing walked the dragon and snake, and a line of majestic characters appeared on the paper. Cheng Yujin leaned forward to look, and had to be convinced: "Nine uncles are really well written."
No wonder he dared to laugh at her, he did have the capital to laugh at her.
Cheng Yuanjing put down his pen, and then motioned for Cheng Yujin to come forward. Cheng Yujin took another pen, and when she turned around, her sleeve accidentally hit the pen holder. Cheng Yujin quickly held the pen holder and moved it to a neat place.
Cheng Yuanjing looked at Cheng Yujin's familiar movements, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Did she just use her left hand
A person with an injured left hand will subconsciously hold things with his left hand
Cheng Yuanjing's eyes changed, he looked at Cheng Yujin calmly, Cheng Yujin was immersed in copying, and did not realize the look behind him.
Cheng Yuanjing only observed for a while, and then he was completely sure that Cheng Yujin was not injured.
At noon, the maid came to call Cheng Yujin for dinner. When Cheng Yujin was changing clothes, Forsythia said smoothly to Cheng Yujin, "The eldest girl was away all morning, and my aunt sent someone to ask you twice."
"Auntie sent someone here?" Cheng Yujin immediately regained her spirits, "what is auntie for?"
"My aunt is worried about your injury and sent someone to ask."
The voices outside gradually faded. Cheng Yujin stopped outside the cubicle and said, "Ninth Uncle, I'll retire first."
Cheng Yuanjing's expression didn't change, his eyes fell on Cheng Yujin lightly, and after she went out, it turned deep.
It turns out that all her actions yesterday were for Cheng Min to see. She is sincere to that son of the Xu family.
For a man, pretending to be injured and deceiving him. Really good.
Cheng Yuanjing made a special trip last night for someone to take Shuhen cream from the palace. Unexpectedly, from the beginning, it was a performance by Cheng Yujin.
Cheng Yuanjing looked at the word "Jin" protruding from the pile of paper, and pursed his lips coldly.
Cheng Min was brooding about the unhappy breakup last night. Today, she deliberately asked the kitchen to cook the favorite dishes of Lao Houye and Cheng Yuanxian, and then half-push and half-pulled Cheng Laohou to help him, and deliberately had a lively meal. meal.
Old Marquis Cheng's expression softened a lot. Although he hated his son's incompetence, he still longed for the reunion of his sons and daughters in his heart. Cheng Min deliberately pulled Cheng Laohou to talk to Cheng Yuanxian, and in another room, the younger generation also gathered to play together.
Cheng Yujin spent a whole day writing and writing, and only now did she make time to pay attention to Xu Zhixian. She was considering the dividing line between showing goodness and restraint, and suddenly saw that Cheng Yuanjing was about to go out and was walking towards Baoxia.
For some reason, Cheng Yujin had an ominous premonition. She stopped talking subconsciously, and paid attention to Cheng Yuanjing.
Cheng Yuanjing walked to the door, just when Cheng Yujin thought it was because he was thinking too much, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Cheng Yujin."
Cheng Yujin stood up reflexively: "Ninth Uncle."
Cheng Yuanjing looked at her and smiled very calmly: "Don't you need to go back to practice calligraphy?"
Cheng Yujin's whole body is not well. It's night, and everyone is crowded with Mrs. Cheng. Is she going to practice calligraphy
Lord Cheng heard the movement here and asked, "Jiulang, what's the matter?"
Cheng Yuanjing still looked at Cheng Yujin and smiled: "The Thousand Autumn Festival is coming soon, and the heaven will give great responsibility to the people, niece, are you right?"
Old Marquis Cheng was surprised and asked someone to help him over to find out. Cheng Yujin sighed, thinking that Japan will be a long time, and it will not be too late for her to brush Xu Zhixian's favor again tomorrow.
Cheng Yujin stood up straight, lowered her head and replied, "Ninth Uncle said yes."
"Let's go then."
Cheng Yuanjing didn't seem to want to leave alone, Cheng Yujin could only grit his teeth, reluctantly bid farewell to everyone, and chased Cheng Yuanjing out.
After going out, Cheng Yuanjing didn't wait for her deliberately, Cheng Yujin worked hard to keep up with Cheng Yuanjing's pace. She looked at the back of the person in front of her, thinking what was going on, why did she feel that Cheng Yuanjing was not right today
Seems a little pissed off.