"Font?" Close the box, Meijing thought for a while: "What style do you like to write?"

"I am good at Yan style." Yu Mengshuang pointed to the words hanging on the wall: "I don't write well, but writing can make people feel at ease, so I have written since I was a child."

Shen Meijing then turned her head and looked. The walls of her room were full of calligraphy fonts, which were quite impressive. However, did she actually start writing since she was a child?

"I have a bad temper and I am easily angry when I encounter something. So my mother sent me to learn calligraphy since I was a child, saying that it can calm my mind when I write it." Yu Mengshuang said while polishing ink: "I think this is true. Only when I write calligraphy, my heart is the most peaceful."

She saw that with a bad temper, Meijing couldn't help but look at Yu again. This man is straight-hearted and can easily offend people when he speaks. However, when he touches the pen and ink, he is so elegant that it makes people look at him with admiration. No wonder he has a low status, but he has always stayed with Song Liangchen.

Seeing that her ink was almost ground, Meijing got up, picked up the shelf with the brush hanging, and chose a random piece, then dipped it in ink and wrote a poem.

"Please take the flowers and look back at them, and half will be the one who practices Taoism and half will be the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who

Every stroke is magnificent and charming. Mo Sang once said that the highest level of Yan style calligraphy is like an old man lying on a dead forest, but there are thick flowers and tender stamens. One book is angry, and thousands of branches are fighting for vitality. She doesn't spend too much effort on this, and at most she practices hard for one or two years. If she is not that level, she can say that she is in the spirit at most.

Yu was stunned. The painting of silkworm head and swallow tail was full of bows and crossbows. There were only fourteen characters in total, but every character was in form and spirit. It was higher than the character she had practiced for many years, which made it exciting to see.

"Thank you, Princess!"

I looked down on Shen Meijing at first, but just because she was a widow, she spoke repeatedly and didn't like her left and right. Now that she saw this calligraphy, she understood why the prince first deposed Shen and then established her. How rare is it to be a woman with such talent?

Anyway, she is straight-hearted and likes the people who can convince her. She can throw all the previous unpleasantness behind her. Yu looked at Shen Meijing carefully and whispered: "Does the princess know other fonts? Is your regular script in the account book also very good?"

"Can you hang it on the wall by writing in Kaiyi?" Shen Meijing shook her head: "Why would I write you a cursive script?"

Yu raised his eyes, and his eyes shone brightly: "The princess can still write cursive script?"

"I can do it a little bit." Shen Meijing said, spreading out another piece of paper.

Yu Mengshuang was extremely excited and stood by her and watched with her breath.

Shen Meijing used lunch at the inkstone washing pond. Yu Mengshuang rolled her eyes secretly when she looked at her at first, and now she has become a respect from the bottom of her heart. After all, she has the same hobbies and a higher cultivation level than her. Meijing likes Yu's personality that dares to love and hate.

When I saw her away, Yu smiled and said, "I will take care of all the chores in the backyard in the future. If you have time, do you have to practice your writing skills with me?"

"Okay." The beautiful scenery agreed and was in a good mood to carry Mingzhu back to Xiangsiyuan.

"Master is so amazing." Jinyi couldn't help but be excited along the way: "Yu is the most difficult master in this mansion, and it can actually make you convinced."

"It happened to happen." Meijing squinted her eyes and smiled: "It's a blessing that she is straightforward. If you change to a little awkward, even if my calligraphy is good, I'm afraid I won't be convinced."

"That's right, although this is so fierce to the master, it is also reasonable." Yu Shi looked at the box in Meijing's arms: "It just so happened that the bead is back. Is it the master used it to apply it to his face?"

Shen Meijing widened her eyes and hugged the box and jumped a small step to the side: "Take such a good bead to apply to her face? It's a waste!"

Yu Shi was amused and crying: "Master, the wound on your face is almost healed. This pearl is very good for the skin. Do you feel sorry for your face or feel sorry for money?"

"Silver!" Meijing answered without thinking.

Jinyi pinched Yushi and said with a low smile: "You don't know our master's personality yet? Do you still have to think about the answers like this?"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Meijing and said, "Master, if your face is getting better quickly, the money will come more. Do you believe it?"

Meijing frowned: "I can make a living by relying on my talent, so why do I rely on my face?"

Jinyi choked and paused for a while before saying, "Face can make you eat an extra bowl of rice, why don't you?"

It seemed quite reasonable! Shen Meijing nodded, opened the box and touched the fat white pearl: "You are so big, just take one to apply it, right?"

Yushi covered her face: "Master, how can we not be so stingy? Can two be done?"

Shen Meijing felt a pain in pain. Is this bead worth several taels of silver? It's too expensive...

However, when she touched her face, her scar was healed quickly under the effect of the mark removal cream. However, she soaked in water for so long yesterday, and her injuries seemed to be a little more serious. If this pearl could make her face faster, it would be fine.

"Okay, two..." Meijing's tears were almost coming out: "Only two, if you can't get it, you can compensate me!"

Jinyi was amused by her: "Master is not that few taels of silver. Go to Master Wen to get the prescription. This pearl is useless to apply to your wounds. However, Master Wen has an ancient prescription. Applying her medicinal materials together can remove the marks. She has tried it herself, and the effect looks good."

There is also such a thing? Meijing raised her eyebrows, "Will she give it?"

"You speak, she doesn't want to give me anything." Jinyi said: "Let's just go back to Xiangsiyuan and wait."

Meiyan nodded, hugged the box and sat down in the Acacia Garden, looked at her face in the mirror, and then looked at the cute pearl. She gritted her teeth and applied it!

Yushi went to ask for a prescription, Jinyi took two beads out and made them grind them, and then came back with the pearl powder. Meijing was heartbroken and counted her own silver. After counting, it seemed that there were 900 taels, which was a relief.

If you work harder, you may be able to return to the capital in two years.

"Master." Less than a stick of incense and jade food came back, and happily raised the paper bag in his hand: "Master Wen gave the medicine, and by the way, I gave the medicine she had prepared before to me. Master, let's take a look?"

Mei Jing nodded and took the prescription. The paper used for the prescription was yellowed. The handwriting on it could be seen that it was written a long time ago. It should be that it could not be faked, and there was no need for her to fake it, right? She gave the prescription, if something happened to her, wouldn't she go to her?

After checking the medicinal materials again, Meijing said, "Come and use them."

Yushi cooked all the medicinal herbs, and after the juice was cold, it wrapped in pearl powder, and applied it little by little to her face.

It just happened to take a break from her busy schedule, and Yu did the chores for her, so she took the opportunity to have a nap.

Jinyi fanned her next to her, and Yushi poked her face from time to time. Seeing that the pearl powder was slowly drying, she was looking forward to the effect after use.

In the military camp, Song Liangchen was packing up his things and preparing to return home tomorrow.

"The prince is going back so soon?" General Bao Shitian asked: "But you are not used to living in the military camp?"

These days, almost everyone has called him to supervise the army, but only Bao Shitian is still dissatisfied with him and is unpleasant to his words.

Song Liangchen looked up at him and said calmly: "It's the same whether you can live in a military camp. After returning to the prince's mansion, I will still come to the military camp every afternoon."

"Then it's going to work hard for the prince." Bao Shitian bowed and smiled: "I've been tired for so many days, and the prince has just gotten married. I'd better go find the prince's concubine soon."

As soon as these words were spoken, the soldiers standing outside couldn't help but chuckle.

Song Liangchen narrowed his eyes and felt furious. Lin Feng, who was standing next to him, was a little annoyed, and went forward and spoke, "Are you a little offensive for those who said this?"

"Just kidding, don't be excited, Lord Guard." Bao Shitian smiled and said, "It's all like this in our army. If the prince doesn't like it, then we just don't say anything like slaves."

"Linfeng." Hearing this, Song Liangchen calmed down: "Come here to pack up for me."

"Yes." Linfeng gritted his teeth, turned around and went to the cabinet to clean up.

Song Liangchen walked up to Bao Shitian with a smile. However, the 19-year-old boy was half a head taller than this veteran on the battlefield.

He looked down at him, reached out to tidy up his clothes, and said, "If General Bao is fine, he should take someone to sharpen the swords and guns. There will be a competition tomorrow."

Bao Shitian's mouth moved and he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't take it to your heart. My subordinate is a rough man and he has never been able to speak."

"It's okay, I'm not angry." Song Liangchen patted his shoulder: "Go."

He was obviously a young boy, but he made such a gesture to tolerate him? Bao Shitian felt even more unhappy, but he still took the people away with a smile.

"Master, you should make things difficult for him tomorrow." Lin Feng said dissatisfiedly: "It's too arrogant, but I'm older and I'm so disrespectful to you!"

Song Liangchen shook his head and looked at the direction where the people left, saying, "Your princess is right. You can't let everyone like me as soon as you come. Meeting is a long process, and we don't have to worry. There is still time to convince them."

Lin Feng was stunned and blinked: "I went back yesterday to see the prince's concubine?"

Song Liangchen looked stern: "Have you finished packing your things? So many questions?"

His neck shrank, and he continued to clean up quickly, and from the corner of his eyes he couldn't help looking at his master.

Since the princess married, it seems that his master has gradually changed. If he had the temper of the past, he would have beaten General Bao, who was rude.

He is a person who has never been able to listen to disobedient words, and he can even tolerate it.

Look at the sky outside, Song Liangchen pursed his lips and went back early tomorrow morning!

Shen Meijing slept for a while and got up to look at the mirror. The pearl powder on her face was already dry, and she fell down as soon as she sat up.
Chapter completed!