Because the daughter of a big family has been practicing calligraphy since she was a child. Not to mention her excellent calligraphy, but it is also very good.
But this handwriting is weak and has no character!
After Dong'er and Fukang looked at each other, they immediately lowered their heads and followed Yun Tingruo's pen tip with their eyes.
The two of them read tacitly, their eyes shining brightly after each sentence.
The content of this flyer makes my blood boil.
"Look at this sentence, how well it is written. With me, you will be different." Fukang held his hands together, and women liked to dress up differently.
Dong'er rolled her eyes and said excitedly: "It's obviously this sentence, you give me ten silver coins, and I will build a city like a dream for you."
A dream-like appearance is the lifelong pursuit of rich ladies.
Yun Tingruo didn't seem to hear anything at all, and didn't even raise his eyelids.
Write quickly!
"Okay, great." Fukang read it in one breath and couldn't help but cheer, but he was amazed in his heart, as if he couldn't believe his eyes!
Yun Tingruo put down the brush, his dark eyes full of intelligence: "Shopkeeper Fu, just follow what is written here, copy a few hundred copies, and have them distributed around the center of the imperial city."
"Okay, okay." Fukang also had the temperament to do whatever he wanted, and he was itching to send out this flyer right away.
"I will come back in five days." Yun Tingruo left behind a word and left with Dong'er.
The bustling streets are filled with the sound of people everywhere!
And this kind of excitement is very different from the excitement at night.
The prosperous and windy country is indeed well-deserved!
As soon as he left Shengbaozhai, Yun Tingruo asked, "Dong'er, tell me why my handwriting is so twisted."
Dong'er was looking at the stalls along the way. The items placed on them looked very beautiful. When he heard the young lady's words, he quickly became serious.
After brewing in my mind for a while, I said word by word: "I'm afraid someone will recognize the lady's handwriting."
"Guess again." Yun Tingruo dodged and dodged the sedan being carried in front of him, and a faint cold voice sounded.
Dong'er's face became heavy, she wiped her nose and thought, and then her eyes became brighter, shining with confidence: "The young lady wants to hide her identity."
"Not bad." Yun Tingruo praised sincerely!
After receiving the compliment from the young lady, Dong'er's eyes were filled with stars...
He glanced at Dong'er, who was proud of himself, and reminded: "Shopkeeper Fu is obviously a little curious about me. In this way, he can eliminate his inquiry and conceal my identity. Sometimes, concealment does not necessarily mean concealing identity. You can see through a person's conversation, accomplishments, and hobbies, do you understand?"
Dong'er listened attentively and felt that he had benefited a lot, and his admiration for the young lady became even stronger.
If Yun Ting were not talking nonsense, sometimes talking too much would become a burden.
"Miss, where are we going now?"
Dong'er asked quickly when she saw that Yun Tingruo was not going back.
Yun Tingruo squinted her eyes: "Go buy some preserved fruits and peanuts. Training has been increased recently, and I'm worried that Yun Xiao will be hungry."
"Oh." Dong'er curled her lips. Ever since Yun Xiao came, the young lady had one more person to care about.
My heart felt inexplicably sour, as if something I loved had been taken away.
But it only took a moment for the emotion to disappear.
After the master and servant bought food, they headed back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Tap tap tap tap!"
At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from behind, followed by a roar: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way quickly."
A man in armor, waving a horsewhip in his hand, kept driving away the people.
Suddenly there was a commotion and people were on their backs.
The scene was chaotic!
Women and children screamed.
Everyone ran away like frightened rabbits.
The clouds stand tall against the wind...
Standing there calmly and calmly.
"Tap, tap, tap, tap." The sound of horse hooves no longer sounded thin, but thick and powerful.
Neat rows of elites, wearing helmets, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
The spear held tightly in his hand shone with a sharp cold light.
At first glance, it looks like a well-trained army.
Behind them, the man was wearing a lake blue robe, looking like a meandering lake. His handsome and handsome appearance looked a little haggard.
Yun Tingruo's lips curled up and her dark eyes swept over.
-----Di Minglie.
Dong'er naturally recognized him. She pointed at Di Minlie happily, turned to look at Yun Tingruo, and was about to speak, but immediately closed her mouth.
The lady seems to hate King Qi very much!
If the lady doesn't like it, she doesn't like it either.
Dong'er put down her hand silently and remained silent.
Yun Tingruo's eyes fell on Di Minlie's chin, and the scars faded a lot.
It seems that other good medicine was used.
Seeing the approaching army, Yun Tingruo pulled Dong'er and squatted down.
There were many people in front of her, all of whom lowered their heads and did not dare to look up.
Di Minglie's eyebrows were fierce, like a cold knife, and his slender white fingers subconsciously touched his chin. Fortunately, the scars were not obvious before he received the imperial edict.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be a bad thing if Father Xuan saw him.
His fingers gently touched his chin, and that little figure appeared in his mind again.
Ugly little face, energetic eyes.
Damn it!
His people couldn't find her, not even a trace.
When he thought of this, Di Minglie felt panicked!
This feeling of having nowhere to vent made his temper flare up.
Because everyone lowered their heads and did not see the fierceness flashing in the eyes of the wise and powerful King Qi in their hearts!
His eyes slowly passed through the crowd, and finally passed over Yun Tingruo gently, without any nostalgia.
The sound of horse hoofbeats in his ears gradually dissipated. Yun Tingruo looked at the upright figure and curled her lips indifferently.
But I did get some information.
That was when Emperor Minglie left the capital.
Within a second, Yun Tingruo's eyes suddenly darkened, and endless sparks burst out.
The opportunity has come!
When he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he saw Wu Mo waiting at the door before entering the courtyard.
When he saw Yun Tingruo, he immediately came over and said, "Miss, the master is here."
As soon as Wu Mo finished speaking, Dong'er staggered, Master
He couldn't help but look at the young lady beside him and frowned slightly.
Since the death of his wife, the master has not taken care of her. He only sees her briefly throughout the year except during the Chinese New Year.
Why do I think of Miss now
"Who?" Yun Tingruo frowned, feeling very unfamiliar with these two words for a while.
It wasn't that she was pretending to be delicate, but that since her soul traveled through this body, she hadn't thought about her father, not even for a second.
Wu Mo was stunned and glanced at Yun Tingruo stupidly.
Could it be that he got sick again and didn't even know his father
"Miss, I am your father."
There was a sigh in Dong'er's tone, poor young lady.
She is obviously the noble daughter of the prime minister, but she is not even comparable to a concubine.
Now he has forgotten his father again.
In the world, no one is more pitiable than the young lady.
Yun Tingruo frowned at the father in this body. She had never thought of meeting him.