Seriously speaking, this is the first time Fengyi and Fengyi have written a book for the lord.
Every word and every sentence has been considered and reconsidered, trying to make things clear in the most concise language.
For this reason, the two top students of the Golden Scale Academy stayed for the whole night, and the drafts they wrote were so thick that they could not be finalized.
It's not that they have perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it's not that they don't have enough ink in their stomachs, it's just that the more they write about it, the more difficult it becomes for the two of them. But they still have to bite the bullet and write, which is why they hesitate and waste a lot of manuscripts.
From dark to dawn, after several hours of discussions, the two finally finalized the draft.
"I said why my brain is a little dizzy... It turns out that it is already the second day... "
Sun Lan walked to the window and opened it, and the golden morning light poured down through the gap, shrouding the person, as if wearing a thin golden gauze. Fengyi's eyes were accustomed to the darkness and candlelight, and they were suddenly illuminated by the bright morning light without any temperature, and the sore eyeballs couldn't help protesting. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, isolating the morning light, which made him feel a lot better.
"It's getting late, I'll call someone to prepare warm water to wash."
After cleaning, go to make up a sleep, so as not to stay up all night to cultivate immortals and suddenly die.
Feng Yi slowly got up from the mat, Rao was careful enough, his mind was a little chaotic, and his feet were as soft as if they were stepping on cotton.
Before waiting for his order, the servant told him that the eldest lady of the Feng family and the eldest lady of the Qiguan family came to visit.
"Why is Jinghui here?"
Changsheng is easy to understand—because the two families live very close together, and there is a lot of contact in the house, Changsheng likes to visit Fengyi to play when he was a child—Jinghui doesn’t quite understand, the relationship between the two families is not that close, she Came in early in the morning to visit—
Thinking of this, some dull brains finally thought of a person.
Feng Yi turned her attention to Sun Lan, who was cultivating immortals and hi. This guy's reaction was slower than his, and he was still in a state of confusion.
He thought that he knew the main reason why Qi Guan Jinghui suddenly came to visit.
"Wash your face, don't go out to meet people with a greasy face and dull eyes."
Although everyone is so familiar, the young man still doesn't want the woman to see his oily face and unwashed eyes.
Even if these two are handsome young men, but which young man who made the girl feel spring is not carefully groomed
"Brother Rongli, I'm here to find you."
The cheerful voice spread into the room, dispelling the original dignified atmosphere, as if injecting vitality into the air.
When the two of Changsheng came over, Fengyi and the others had already used warm water to wash their faces under the service of the servants, and touched their faces with a warm and hot towel. A jerky, chaotic brain became a little bit awake. I carefully brushed my teeth twice with tooth powder, rinsed my mouth with warm water, re-combed my long hair, and wore a loose waistband. In a short while, there are two fresh and refreshing young men again.
"Why are you here so early?" Feng Yi came out to meet people after she had packed up, "Have you had breakfast?"
Changsheng said, "Not yet."
Fengyi took advantage of the situation and said, "Then let's have breakfast together and then talk about other things."
"Brother Rongli, look at the dark eyes of you and Alan, were you so worried that you didn't sleep last night?"
Changsheng smiled and squinted his eyes slightly, his smiling eyes swept across the cyan under the eyes of the two, and looking at their not-so-high spirits, he immediately guessed that the two little friends spent the night cultivating immortals for the whole night. However, the schadenfreude in her words was too obvious, and Feng Yi knocked on the forehead.
"Okay, you two made a special trip to see how the two of you are in a mess?"
Changsheng smiled and said, "This is just a pass. Originally, I wanted to imitate Sister Jinghui to give Brother Rongli a problem..."
Feng Yi's upward smile froze, and now he is a little embarrassed when he hears the word "difficulty".
Qi Guan Jinghui didn't give Changsheng a good head, how could he teach bad people
Before waiting for him to say anything, Changsheng used a handkerchief to lightly touch the blue and black under his eyes, and said distressedly, "I can't bear it anymore after seeing you."
Although he didn't say any warm words, the simple words made Fengyi feel warm.
Look, Changsheng is the cutie, and Qi Guan Jinghui is a Rakshasa woman in a cutie fake skin.
Sun Lan saw that the two of them were throwing dog food like no one else around, and faintly had the illusion of a bloated stomach.
He's not stupid either. If he doesn't sell tragic sympathy at this time, when will he wait
After the four of them had breakfast, Changsheng asked, "How does Alan plan to solve the problem raised by Sister Jinghui?"
Sun Lan took out a few pieces of paper from her sleeves, feeling a little apprehensive—this was the answer sheet he and his friends wrote after staying up late to cultivate immortals.
Qi Guan Jinghui didn't really ask for it at first, it was just to make things difficult.
Seeing that Sun Lan really took out the "answer sheet", she was a little curious and wanted to see it.
I don't know how many points the two "talents" in front of them can give by working hard all night.
Changsheng also came over to look, the corners of their lips were still smiling, and the more they looked down, the more solemn their eyes became.
Seeing the end, Chang Sheng said, "No."
Jinghui folded a few sheets of paper, and also said, "I don't agree."
Jinlin Academy teaches everything, and the masters pay more attention to the combination of teaching materials and practical facts. Jinghui and Changsheng are not at the same level, but their grades are among the best in the same level of Jinlin Academy.
There are great Confucians at school who teach me carefully, and there are family members who open small kitchens at home. It is impossible to say that they are not excellent.
Changsheng was born in the Feng family, and his grandfather Fengren was also one of the leaders of Jinlin Academy. It should not be too simple to open a small kitchen.
Qi Guan Jinghui's grandfather was Wei Yuan, a great scholar in Hejian, and the old man Wei Yuan also moved in for the elderly, and he was able to teach his granddaughter.
Even though the two have not yet truly graduated, their political sense is no worse than Fengyi's, and even more keen because of their family background.
They only knew what kept Fengyi and the others awake all night after reading the contents of the book. The more they read, the more frightened they became.
"Do you know what would happen to your situation if the contents of this book were leaked?" Changsheng showed a rare solemn expression, "This book involves the interests of too many people, and those whose interests have been damaged can't move Lord Lanting, but it's impossible for you to move. Laborious."
It's not just a simple two-family home, there are also suggestions for tax changes.
Taxation, once it starts, it can't stop.
Changsheng just read the first few suggestions for changes, and she knew that the leakage of this thing would bring disaster to Sun Lan and the others.
Even if they are protected by elders, as long as there is such a "stain", their future careers are likely to be suspended.
Jinghui also regretted it.
Knowing that Sun Lan would make this idea, she would not use this to make things difficult for others. It is better to change a gentle way and have a good conversation.
She knew Sun Lan's temperament, and Qi Guan Jinghui was not worried that she would waste her life in the backyard like an ordinary woman.
Even if Sun Lan objected, Qi Guan Jinghui could still rely on her father, who had always supported her to follow and learn from Lan Ting Gong.