Sitting in the Buddhist temple for a while, Chen Ao was a little absent-minded. Chun'er pursed her lips and felt sad. Miss Zhou mocked and contemptuous again. Only the wife was the most considerate of him and asked him many things. Chen Ao answered one by one. In fact, the wife was just talking nonsense. Seeing that he was indifferent, she asked: "What's wrong with you today? Are you sick?"

Of course, Chen Ao would not tell the reason, and only said: "I drank some wine with Master Zhao last night, and I woke up this morning and felt a little hurt."

When the lady heard that it was Zhao, she was a little displeased and thought to herself: "This child, such a person as Zhao, is completely unaware of this child. Zhao is not sure how much trouble he has caused behind him." As she thought about it, she had to blame her, but before she could speak, her heart softened again. This is a good child, and she still doesn't say anything well to him. As long as I am here, Zhao will not be able to deal with him.

Chun'er was thinking: "Brother Shen went to drink last night? Did he regret it too, so he went to drink to relieve his sorrows?" He glanced at Chen Ao and cared about Chen Ao's body.

If Chen Ao knew that his wife thought of her like this, she would be afraid of laughing. But speaking of this, Chen Ao really looked like a good boy in front of her.

But in Miss Zhou's opinion, the more obedient Chen Ao was in front of his wife, the more he proved how evil he was.

"It's hard to guess this person. He is neither a gentleman, but sometimes he does a few good things. I really don't know if he is a good person or a bad person." Zhou Ruo lost his mind for a moment, and remembered the way Chen Ao and flirted Chun'er yesterday. He swears to marry Chun'er as his wife, and he is immediately angry again. Why should he marry Chun'er as his wife? This person is really bad.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ruo felt sad again. Somehow, every time she recalled that scene, she wanted to cry, her long eyelashes trembled and some tears were shining.

The lady said with concern: "Since that's the case, then you go back and rest first. I will urge the master to speed up the matters on the Imperial Academy. Seeing that this year's doctoral and assistant teachers have all chosen this year, they will have to preach the scriptures on a date, so they can't delay you."

The lady always talks about the Taixue thing, and thinks that Chen Ao is very concerned about the matter of going to school. In fact, Chen Ao is interested in the Taixue thing. Everything is inferior, but only when he is high in his studies, this sentence is definitely not groundless. No matter how glamorous he is, he is still far inferior to scholars. Since he has the opportunity, he will naturally not miss it.

Chen Ao said gratefully: "Mrs. Chen Ao will repay his kindness well in the future."

The lady smiled and said, "You child, work hard in the future and repay me."

Chen Ao nodded. He was sure of reading. He had a strong foundation. He had read a lot of ancient books. He could just memorize the Four Books and Five Classics. The classics can be learned in the Imperial Academy. After learning, Chen Ji would help him make up for the lessons. Chen Ji was a famous top scholar. His experience and ability to figure out articles are definitely one of the best in Bianjing City. What should I pay attention to, how to start better, and how to end better can give the finishing touch.

Anyway, I have already become a teacher and have called me so many words. Teacher, I always have to get some cheaper.

Just as he left the Buddhist temple, Chen Ao suddenly thought of his wife's attitude towards him, and he became more kind. He knew that his wife completely regarded herself as her nephew, and he didn't know whether she was too sinister or too kind. He sighed and thought to himself: "No matter what, we must repay our wife well in the future."

I was lost for a moment, and a person in front of me was rushing towards me. A fragrant smell came from the tip of my nose. The other party yelled and quickly stepped back.

The person who came was a woman, the girl was elegant and quiet. She was wearing a long palace dress that was on the ground. Her delicate facial features were snow-white. Under her willow eyebrows, her beautiful eyes looked at Chen Ao in a panic.

"Hey, I seem to know this person, and I have seen him somewhere." Chen Ao looked at her and had some impression of her.

The girl did meet him. At that time, she was dressed as a young master, and she complained to Chen Ao in the room of Suiya Mountain. It turned out that she was Zhao Ziheng, the princess of Qinghe. The most infatuated thing about Princess Qinghe was painting. Since she fought with Chen Ao, she felt ashamed and a little dissatisfied. Therefore, she always thought about this matter during these days.

The official painting has been delivered, but the painter of the Duke Qiguo Mansion has not yet taken out the painting. In the past, the painter had a reply in just three or five days. Now many days have passed, but there is no news.

Zhao Ziheng couldn't sit still and wanted to come to Qiguo Duke's Mansion to see it. Of course, she was in the name of visiting Miss Zhou's family.

Zhao Ziheng and Miss Zhou were not familiar with each other, but at this time they could only find such an excuse. They went straight into the mansion and asked the servant not to inform him. She was wandering around the inner mansion alone, like a little spy, and wanted to pull out the painter of Duke Qi's mansion.

She was also full of thoughts when she was wandering around the road. Chen Ao came towards her. Before she could come back to her senses, she crashed into Chen Ao's arms.

Seeing that it was a man, Zhao Ziheng was immediately angry. Although the little princess was usually very quiet, she was actually impatient, otherwise she would not have come here risking her life. She stomped her feet and said, "You... you are so brave. Why don't you retreat when you see me?"

Chen Ao was a little apologized at first, but then he saw Zhao Ziheng holding her skirt aggressively and full of anger. He looked like a female lynx, and just grinned and said with a smile: "Isn't this a wonder, you didn't retreat?"

Zhao Ziheng said, "It's your fault..." He stopped halfway through his words and said, "I recognize you, your surname is Chen, isn't the one who wrote the poem in Suiyashanfang?"

The one who wrote the poem in Suiyashanfang said this sentence from Zhao Ziheng, just like the one who picked up manure in a certain alley.

"Miss, you know that this book is a poet. My God, such a noble profession, but it seems to be very lowly when she reaches her mouth." Chen Ao was speechless, smiled slightly, and then said slowly: "It's just below."

In fact, Chen Ao misunderstood the little princess. In the eyes of the little princess, only the painter is the most noble in the world. As for other officials, poets, and those who pick slaughter are treated equally in her eyes, it is not considered discrimination.

A trace of surprise flashed through Zhao Ziheng's eyes and asked, "So you are the apprentice of Chen Ji and Chen Gong?"

Chen Ao felt a little sad. Look at the little girl's longing look, it turned out to be a silly girl who admired Chen Ji. She sighed in her heart, is she so cheap to write poetry? What's the point of Chen Ji? She is jealous, but her face is not revealed, and she said, "That's right."

"That's it?" Zhao Ziheng was angry. This kid was too ungrateful. Who is Chen Ji's grandson? He is both the top scholar and has such a good painting. He doesn't feel proud at all.

She calmed down, suppressed her anger, and said, "Where is your master? Why hasn't his painting been sent yet?"
Chapter completed!