The princess is dying soon [Rebirth]

After parting with Rong Chengjin that year, Lu Lanchen basically didn't hold a pen much.

She is just an ordinary girl from a mountain village. She was lucky enough to follow Rong Chengjin many years ago, and she was able to read and read with the help of the noble princess. Later, as soon as she left Rong Chengjin , Leaving the well-clothed palace, these things lost any value in an instant. In Aunt An's opinion, she only needs to learn her pipa well. Will she know how to read? Words, these things that don't make money are nothing worth paying attention to.

Besides, even if she picks up the pen again, she will never see the person who taught her to write again. There is only a silly girl who will cover her mouth and exclaim: "Sister can write! It's so beautiful and amazing. How can you take it like this?" Turning the pen and swiping on the paper turned it into words and sentences!"

Recalling these things again, Lu Lanchen couldn't help but blush a little. Her handwriting, which made Qiuzhuo's eyes shine, was actually not pretty.

"How do I remember, Nong Nong's words in the past seemed... not so... scribbled..." Sitting beside her, Rong Chengjin frowned and said.

With a shake of Lu Lanchen's hand, a bit of thick ink dripped onto the rice paper, blurring the already crooked and crooked handwriting into a black bump.

"Where... there is no such thing, my handwriting is obviously the same as before. I think, after a long time, you have misremembered it. Maybe, you have remembered me as Princess Le'an and said Not sure." She argued sternly.

Lu Lanchen's handwriting has never been very beautiful, it is true, but at least, in the past, under the encouragement of Rong Chengjin, when she carefully wrote stroke by stroke in the past, she could barely be regarded as correct, and sometimes even performed supernormally, see Her handwriting is actually quite delicate, but now, she has not practiced well for several years, her handwriting is almost horrible.

"It's really been a long time, did I remember it wrong?" Rong Chengjin looked at her suspiciously.

Lu Lanchen nodded quickly, "You really forgot."

As she spoke, she turned her head back, took a pen and dipped in the ink, and drew a big cross on her handwriting. Then, she frowned, as if she was still dissatisfied, and drew the big fork again. It was painted into a big black blob.

Just now, Rong Chengjin was just taking Lu Lanchen to read books together every day, and no one was left in the study to wait on her. As a result, the two girls looked at each other, and Rong Chengjin, a lazy girl, asked the person next to her to write down something for her. She just said it casually, but who knows, Lu Lanchen immediately showed a face like an enemy, which shocked Rong Chengjin.

It wasn't until Lu Lanchen bit the bullet and wrote the first sentence that Rong Chengjin finally understood why this girl showed such a weird expression.

Rong Chengjin picked up the black rice paper with ink still on it, sighed softly, and said, "My good sister, please don't go outside and say that your hands are so wild and unrestrained that they can compete with Zhang's." The 'cursive script' comparable to Xu and Huai Su's was taught by me, you should really take a good look at Rou Xing, his small script, although not very beautiful, but at least, it can teach people to be correct, just look at it. You can tell that she has worked hard and practiced well."

Lu Lanchen seemed a little annoyed, took out the paper from her hand, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it directly into the bamboo basket beside the desk.

Seeing the black ball of paper rolling in the bamboo basket and completely disappearing, Lu Lanchen suddenly chuckled and said, "Even if I don't tell others, my reading and writing skills are You have taught this, and you will never be able to rely on it."

Although Lu Lanchen had a smile on his face, there was something wrong with what he said.

When Rong Chengjin saw that the girl seemed to take her joking words seriously again, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "What's wrong? Are you angry with me again?"

Seeing that Lu Lanchen didn't answer, Rong Chengjin said again: "I'm just wondering, I am useless in other aspects, but this handwriting is not bad. People who have seen it say that I am Gao Yiqingwan, elegant and gentle, although I think these eight words are too exaggerated when used on me, but in the end, a sentence of elegance can still be worthy of it, but who knows, the only student in my life is you, a student A hand of 'wild grass' came out, I, I should really prepare a ruler and slap your palms hard."

Rong Chengjin's only student, Lu Lanchen, who was already embarrassed to say it, felt more and more at a loss as to what to do.

After all, Rong Chengjin is a lady of high status, and she has been taught by teachers invited by the prince since she was a child. Make a fool of yourself in front of people.

But Lu Lanchen, in the past, she could only crawl around in the world of mortals with her pipa in her arms, so how could she have the conditions to study and practice calligraphy all day long.

Lu Lanchen was already unconvinced, but now that she has lived in the palace for so many months, Rong Chengjin has gradually grown used to her courage.

She put the pen back on the pen stand, and said, "Jinjin, let me ask you, how is your pipa playing now? I still remember clearly, I was specially hired by you to teach you the pipa, but , In the past few months, I have never seen you say that you want to learn, but you always like to drag me around to enjoy the flowers and swim around the lake, and let the pipa pile up in the corner to collect ashes. Come to think of it, as a teacher, I have to ask Take your palms well."

Hearing this, Rong Chengjin's smiling face froze immediately. She never expected that Lu Lanchen would mention this suddenly. Of course, what Lu Lanchen said was right.

Rong Chengjin herself had completely forgotten that she was afraid that Lu Lanchen would feel unhappy and would think too much, and she was afraid that her father would be angry, so Lu Lanchen's identity in the palace was not other than her Rong Chengjin's pipa teacher. It's just that, how confident she was in front of everyone at that time, now, she is so false inside.

Does she... really want to learn the pipa?

Maybe there was a moment, yes, but this is just a temporary enthusiasm. Rong Chengjin always said that she didn't understand the rhythm, but she was just self-effacing. She had learned the lyre before, so for the pipa, It's not completely ignorant, at least holding it in his hand, it still looks decent, but whenever Lu Lanchen sees her playing randomly and wants to teach her, she has no interest.

Hiring someone to teach pipa was originally an excuse to fool everyone. Rong Chengjin never took it seriously, and enjoyed playing with him every day, but she never thought that this girl was so incapable of joking. The words to make fun of, people immediately come up with this, so that she was defeated by the army.

Rong Chengjin paused, and said: "If Nong Nong really wants to teach me, then I will study hard."

Anyway, she was the one who got people to agree to teach. Besides, she can learn the piano, so what can she not learn? She has died, so what can she be afraid of.

How could Lu Lanchen really want her to learn these things? She was afraid of being troubled by others. She just habitually wanted to gain the upper hand. At this time, she saw that she was still laughing at her face just now Cheng Jin was wilted, so he didn't feel so annoyed.

But she was still a little bit dissatisfied, and said: "Don't worry about it. If you really think my calligraphy is so ugly, it's a big deal. From tomorrow onwards, I will live in your study and practice calligraphy. I will definitely let you Impressed."

"Then...do you want me to find some rubbings of famous calligraphers for you to copy?" Rong Chengjin didn't know what he had thought of, and suddenly leaned over again, next to Lu Lanchen and asked with concern.

Hearing what she said, Lu Lanchen became a little interested, "Rubbings from a famous artist? Is that—is it a famous artist I've heard of?"

Several names that could be called household names immediately appeared in her mind.

Rong Chengjin nodded, and said solemnly: "Of course you have heard of it, otherwise, how can you say that you are a famous artist? My father has always been an elegant person, and the palace has quite a lot of collections..."

Speaking of this, she paused, and after a while, she continued: "Like Huai Su's "Xiaocao Thousand Characters", Zhang Xu's "Four Posts of Ancient Poems", I have everything here... "

When it came to the end, Rong Chengjin couldn't hold back anymore, and his serious face began to change, and another person beside him laughed to himself.

"It looks very suitable for you to learn..."

Lu Lanchen, who didn't understand her smile at all, just sat quietly at the side, watching her smile on one side and couldn't stop laughing. For a while, he didn't know whether he should laugh with others or continue. It's annoying, she actually made a joke about her scribbled words again.

Can you tell me, since when did this gentle and dignified princess learn to be so boring and bully...

Although Lu Lanchen was happy that she was becoming more and more lively, sometimes it would not be good if she was too lively.