Hearing Jiang Li's words like this, Jiang Yuanbai was stunned for a moment, not knowing what expression he should make at this moment.
The girl in front of me didn't know when she had grown into a slim girl. She looked slender and weaker than Jiang Youyao, and she looked more like herself between her brows and eyes. When Jiang Li was sent to the temple, Jiang Li was only seven years old, and she was still a chubby little girl. Eight years, time flies, turning the chubby little girl into a beautiful girl, but annihilating the last touch of familiarity.
Jiang Yuanbai felt strange.
After all he missed Jiang Li's eight years, so that Jiang Li in his memory was still that ignorant and willful to arrogant inferior boy. When the child stood in front of him with his black and white eyes open, and calmly made his request, Jiang Yuanbai didn't know how to respond.
He said: "Do you know what you are talking about, how can you keep up with Mingyitang's homework..."
"Father, I'm your daughter too." Jiang Li interrupted him: "The same is your daughter. The third sister can go to Mingyitang, but I can only learn some superficial lessons from the gentleman invited from outside. It’s fair to say, father, what you did is unfair."
Jiang Yuanbai was speechless again. He looked at Jiang Li, and it suddenly appeared in his mind that he had two daughters when Ji Shuran hadn't even entered the door. The eldest daughter is a concubine, and a bit dull. Jiang Li is his auspicious daughter, born round and lovely. At that time, he also felt sorry for Ye Zhenzhen desperately giving birth to Jiangli. He often held Jiangli and let Jiangli ride on his neck to play.
There has been some family happiness. It's just that Jiang Li did too much later, and those father-daughter friendships were wiped out. But today, in front of him, Jiang Yuanbai looked at Jiang Li, thinking of those past events again for some reason. The sentence "Father, what you did is unfair" caused a sense of sourness in his heart suddenly.
I don't know when he started, Jiang Yuanbai himself had forgotten that he had another daughter. He spoiled Jiang Youyao as a jewel in his palm, but he was very alienated from his other daughter. And Jiang Li didn't fight or grab, just standing in front of him, watching his calm narrative, made Jiang Yuanbai feel ashamed.
Jiang Li saw this point of shame, and his heart felt relieved.
She had long discovered that Jiang Yuanbai did not have no father-daughter affection for Miss Jiang Er. When Miss Jiang Er returned to the house, Jiang Yuanbai's eyes clearly had some concerns. It is true that Jiang Yuanbai is not a good father, but Ji Shuran must have made a lot of effort among them. She also has no feelings for Jiang Yuanbo, but she is willing to make use of Jiang Yuanbo's shame and harmony on the face.
If she keeps talking about how bad Jiang Yuanbai is to her, Jiang Yuanbai may not be touched. On the contrary, Jiang Yuanbai would think more deeply when she said calmly.
"Li'er, you are not suitable to go to Mingyitang now." After a long time, Jiang Yuanbai said, although he refused, his tone was much more relaxed.
"The reason why my father was reluctant to let me go to Mingyitang was because he was afraid that people would be humiliated by others. My father was kind, but my father had never thought about it. Today's sage praised women for going to school. My father was the first assistant of the dynasty and was one of the literati. First, let her prostitute invite her husband at home instead of going to Mingyitang. Isn’t she beating the emperor’s face?"
Jiang Yuanbai was startled.
He wholeheartedly considered whether Jiang Li would be pointed out. The Jiang family was ashamed, but he forgot about Emperor Hong Xiao.
"This is the first, and secondly, father, our Jiang family, four daughters, except for the third sister, the fourth and fifth sisters have also entered Mingyitang. It happened that I was at home, one is injustice, and the other is to cover up. Human nature is like this. , Spread it out openly for others to see, others still disdain, the more you hide, the more others explore. My father thought that I was hidden in the house, and others wouldn’t talk about me, wrong, the more so, they The more joyous the discussion."
When Jiang Li said all this, he didn't have any special emotions, as if he was talking about other people's homes. It could be heard in Jiang Yuanbo's ears, but he felt very reasonable. What's more, three rooms Jiang Yuanxing sent gifts to Jiang Yu'e and Jiang Yuyan, let alone their big room.
"Father," Jiang Li looked down: "I did the wrong thing at the beginning. However, people who are not sages and sages can do nothing. Knowing their mistakes will not improve. I am young and ignorant. Now that I am older, I naturally understand the truth. I have not been taught by my mother since I was a child, and if I take a wrong step, do I have to pay for it for a lifetime? I am willing, but I am the daughter of the Jiang family, and I don't want to be a burden to the Jiang family."
The sentence "I haven't been taught by my mother since I was a child" suddenly caught Jiang Yuanbai's heart, and his heart trembled and said: "Li'er, but you..."
"Father, I am in the nunnery of Qingcheng Mountain, and I am not without idioms. I know that my father is the first assistant of the dynasty, so I can’t be a idiot and laughed and generous, so I asked the literate little master in the nunnery to teach me to read and write, although I don’t write well, I have read all enlightenment books, and I can write a lot of words."
She suddenly walked to the table, moved aside the word "Jing" that Jiang Yuanbai had just written, and re-layed the paper. Jiang Yuanbo was startled by Jiang Li's movements and looked at Jiang Li subconsciously.
Jiang Li lifted his sleeves and slowly rubbed the ink. With slender wrists and gentle movements, she has a special sense of beauty, which is pleasing to the eye. It seems to have done this kind of thing countless times, which is natural.
After finishing the ink, she picked up the pen and dipped it into the ink before she began to write. While writing, he whispered softly: "Father, although Mingyitang is a school, I can make friends with many people in it. As long as I don’t make mistakes in it, and there are many friends, it’s always good and harmless to the Jiang family. My surname is Jiang, and I always hope that Jiang's family will get better and better."
She and Jiang Yuanbo write differently. Jiang Yuanbo writes slowly and deeply, and the strokes to be written are extremely long. Jiang Li is different. She looks gentle and kind, but when she writes, she has a kind of warfare in it. It feels like a soldier holding a knife, about to rush to the killing field, fighting till dawn.
Jiang Yuanbai looked at Jiang Li's profile, elegant and beautiful, graceful like jade, but murderous and heroic.
After a while, Jiang Li put the pen away, moving very swiftly, put it aside, and said, "Okay."
Jiang Yuanbo looked up, but was startled at first glance.
The writing is extremely beautiful, and the pen is strong. Such a handwriting requires at least ten years of hard work to develop. I don't know how many times better than Jiang Youyao's handwriting. And the characters are not the lower letters of the hairpins, which are commonly used by women, but open and close, square and straight.
Founder has the pen strength, and sees sharpness in the straight.
Seeing words is like seeing people, but he is a bright and upright, open and tough person.
Jiang Yuanbai looked at the girl in front of him like a stranger. Jiang Li looked at him with a smile and asked, "Are you agreeing to go to Mingyitang now, father?"
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Ari: My calligraphy is 100 points [smile]