Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

We can also develop into strategic partners, but this strategy means business war.

"Okay, mother, let Qingyu come."

Wang Jinyi looked at Qing'er again:

"Is Mr. Wenbai still in the main hall?"

. "Miss, Wenbai is waiting outside the second gate."

"Okay, Qingyu, go back and get a copy of my storybook and have him record it at a normal speed. Record it as it is and don't slow down. Then bring it back to me."

"Mother, please send a nanny to go with him and tell me what happened when he comes back."

The mother glanced at Qing'er, and Qing'er looked at her own young lady with a smile, and she was very impressed in her heart: the young lady was so thoughtful.

Everyone went back to do their work.

The mother and daughter returned to the tea table and continued to play chess. After an hour, neither of them gave in and fought back and forth. In the end, there was no winner, so they had to give up temporarily...

Wang Jinyi felt that since she started learning Go at the Children's Palace in her previous life, she had not really fallen in love with this skill. But since she began to memorize chess records and deduce them with the concept of reviewing the game, it was as if her Ren and Du meridians were opened and she suddenly became enlightened.

It was like a fresh breeze blowing into the dull room. I had a special feeling about Go, that is, love and understanding.

The feeling is very wonderful.

While his mother was talking, Wang Jinyi had already sat down at the desk, his mind still racing. His eyes were fixed on the table, not coming back to his senses.

The mother called in the wet nurse, who squatted in front of the couch, put on exquisite embroidered shoes for the young lady, and helped her get off the couch.

A heat wave hit, the air was hot and dry, and the cicadas were chirping deafeningly.

Wang Jinyi finally came back to his senses from his thoughts on Go, pushed away his nanny's supporting hand, and headed towards the second door.

"I have to go see how Wenbai and the others are doing."

Walking into the corridor of the second gate, the nurse blocked my way:

"Miss, girls are not allowed to go out of the second door."

"I have to... Nanny, please go and ask mother for instructions. I need to see Wen Bai."

"Miss, let's go back first."

"Nurse, go talk to mother. I'll be waiting."

At Wang Jinyi's insistence, the wet nurse hurried back in the direct sunlight.

"Miss, Madam asked me to follow you. Madam said that you can meet Wenbai in the main hall, but Qingyu and I have to accompany you."

It's two people talking and two people listening. Okay!

In the corridor of the main hall, Wang Jinyi listened to Qingyu's clear reading voice and guessed how Wenbai would write.

After listening for a while, it was so hot that beads of sweat began to appear on Wang Jinyi's forehead. He fanned himself gently with the corner of his sleeve, but could not hold on any longer and could only walk into the main hall.

Qingyu stopped when he saw the young lady coming. Soon, Wenbai also raised his head and looked at the young lady while writing.

Wang Jinyi spoke:

"Mr. Wenbai, can I call you that?"

Wen Bai stood up and gave a scholarly salute:

"Miss, I am a slave, so I dare not accept your address as sir."

"Mr. Wenbai, please take a seat."

Wen Bai sat down quietly, looking at the little girl in front of him.

Wang Jinyi learned from her mother that Wenbai was bought by her father specifically for her to organize her personal property.

This time when they moved from Wang's house to Yongxing Lane, most of the servants left, but my father kept Wenbai because he was quite talented.

"Mr. Wenbai." Wang Jinyi sat down at the desk and introduced himself with a smile, then looked back and saw Qingyu looking at him eagerly.

"Qingyu, check with Mr. Wenbai."

Qingyu seemed to finally understand the meaning of the young lady's look at him, and hurried over to check with Wenbai.

"Qingyu, come and stand next to me."

Qingyu walked back to the young lady.

“Where did you start reading?”

Qingyu turned the book to the beginning. Wang Jinyi saw that he was asked to read one chapter, but he had already read half of the book and hadn't finished it yet. What did he want to do?

Fortunately, I came here, otherwise I would not be able to stop until I finish reading the book. What kind of people are around me?

Wang Jinyi glanced at Qingyu and was ready.

"Okay, Mr. Wenbai can start now."

Wen Bai read out what he had memorized in shorthand. He was a standard baritone with a clean voice that carried the power of youth.

Judging from his face, he looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen, but judging from his steady voice, he is more like a young man in his early 20s.

Wang Jinyi asked softly:

“Are there many in and out places?”

"Miss, not much, they are basically the same."

“How many pages have you read?”

"Miss, I have read to page 28."

"Okay, stop, Mr. Wenbai, can I see what you wrote?"

Qingyu walked over and took all the manuscripts written in both classical and classical Chinese. The first few pages were in regular script, and the handwriting looked elegant and handsome, but the latter parts were basically in cursive script, which became more and more cursive as it was written, and finally tended towards wild cursive script. Probably no one could read it clearly except the writer himself.

Wang Jinyi smiled helplessly.

"Sir, today we are reading "The Knight-errant". Do you think there is anything else that needs to be revised in this story?"

Wen Bai stood up, gave a scholarly salute and said:

"Miss, let me ask you, wasn't this story told to you by someone?!"

"Xia Ke Xing" is a chivalrous legend written for male readers. Wang Jinyi has always wanted to hear the opinions of male readers.

"Mr. Wenbai, what do you think of the structure of this story?"

"Miss, who wrote this book?"

"Sir, I wrote it casually. If there is anything wrong with it, please feel free to tell me."

"Miss, isn't this a story someone told you?"

Wang Jinyi was surprisingly confident. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head slightly.

"Sir, no one tells me stories."

Seeing Wen Bai's expressionless face, Wang Jinyi didn't want to explain any more.

"Mr. Wenbai, I need you to help me record the story, organize it, and polish it at the same speed as today. Is that okay with you?"

"Miss, is this a temporary job?"

"It's temporary. You will come to the main hall at noon tomorrow and write down the story I told you, just like you did just now."

Seeing that Wenbai remained silent, he continued:

"Every day ends at the end of noon, and we will meet here tomorrow."

Wang Jinyi gave Wen Bai a job as a personal editor. Wen Bai seemed reluctant, then looked up at Wang Jinyi and asked a question:

"Miss, who wrote today's test questions?"

"Mr. Wen saw that it was my mother who came up with the question herself."

Wen Bai asked another question.

"Miss, why do you want to hide your knowledge?"

Wang Jinyi stared at Wen Bai steadily. Even if someone had accurate observation skills, he couldn't admit it! His character couldn't collapse!

"What do you mean, sir?"

Wen Bai finally spoke calmly.

"Miss, I have been reading an old book and would like to discuss it with someone.

I found that the questions the lady asked today were all from "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Classic" (the original book was called "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art").

Is this something that you are interested in, Miss?"