Ning Guogong's mansion has three buildings.

When Jia Yun came in, he saw Qingwen wiping the desk with a handkerchief. When she saw Jia Yun coming back, Qingwen hurriedly put down her work and stepped forward and said, "Master is back."

Jia Yun nodded and asked casually: "Why are you the only one, where is Xiangling?"

Seeing that Jia Yun ignored the person in front of him and asked about Xiang Ling instead, Qingwen suddenly turned cold and said in a sinister tone: "If I want Xiang Ling to serve me, I will go and find her right now, so as not to attract suspicion."

.”

Jia Yun frowned when he heard this, and kicked Qingwen's round area directly. He smiled and cursed: "I just want to ask, but you are so yin and yang that you went to the inner room to find some loose clothes."

Qingwen glanced at Jia Yun with shame, turned angrily and went to the clothes in the back room. Jia Yun didn't say much when she saw this.

After Jia Yun changed into comfortable clothes, Qingwen brought a cup of tea. Jia Yun took it and took a sip before continuing: "Where's Xiangling, why are you here alone?"

Qingwen didn't want to be "kicked", so she replied honestly: "Miss Yun held some kind of poetry party there, and Xiangling's little hooves went to join in the fun."

Jia Yun heard this and said with a smile: "Why don't you go join in the fun?"

Qingwen wrinkled her nose and said: "Miss Yun also invited the slave, but the slave doesn't want to go and can't understand. What can I do if I go?"

Xiangling likes things like poetry collections, even to the point of obsession, but Qingwen, don’t say much.

No wonder Qingwen is the only one here today, and she is alone.

Shaking his head, Jia Yun said: "You have learned Chinese characters on weekdays, so why can't you understand? You must not be diligent. Speaking of which, I haven't checked your homework for a long time."

Since Daiyu entered the house, Jia Yun has not cared about Qingwen's homework and asked Qingwen to take some time to practice calligraphy by herself every day. Moreover, Jia Yun has official duties every day, so naturally he will not pay attention to these things, but Zhao Qing

With this statement, Wen seems to be lazy all day long!!!!!

Sure enough, when she heard that Jia Yun seemed to have the idea of ​​checking her homework, Qingwen immediately grimaced. When Jia Yun saw this, she knew very well that Qingwen couldn't hide her thoughts. With such a guilty look,

Which one can't understand.

After a pause, Jia Yun put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and said: "Qingwen, go to the study, I want to check your homework today."

"Ah!!!" Qingwen suddenly screamed.

Jia Yun didn't care about this, walked towards the study, turned around and shouted: "Follow me quickly."

Qingwen gritted her teeth when she saw this and followed immediately.

When the two of them walked into the study, Qingwen looked uneasy, while Jia Yun calmly sat on the brocade stool and ordered: "Qingwen, go silently write a thousand-character essay."

The Thousand-Character Classic is an enlightenment book. When Jia Yun taught Qingwen how to practice calligraphy, he used the Thousand-Character Classic. Today, if he wants to check Qingwen's homework, he will use the simplest one.

Qingwen suddenly had a bitter look on her face. Seeing Jia Yun being serious, she gritted her teeth, sat down at the desk, and started writing silently.

After a while, Qingwen raised her eyes and looked at Jia Yun, with a pair of peach blossom eyes aggrieved, and whispered: "Master, I don't remember all the slaves."

Jia Yun came closer and picked up the rice paper and looked at it. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Good guy, it's been almost two years since Qingwen started practicing calligraphy. She has only memorized a hundred words of this thousand-character text. Moreover, although the font is not crooked,

, but it’s not exactly correct, and all his hard work was really in vain.

Seeing Jia Yun's frown, Qingwen said coquettishly: "Master, I have a poor memory, but it's not because I didn't study hard."

Jia Yun looked at Qingwen angrily. This girl was still making excuses. She really wanted to teach her a lesson...

.....................................

"Hey, Brother Yun is a very busy man. It's hard to see you."

Outside the study, Wang Xifeng walked in with a smile and greeted Jia Yun, who was sitting upright.

Wang Xifeng looked around for a while, and saw that Jia Yun was the only one there, and asked doubtfully: "Brother Yun, why is there no one around to serve you?"

Jia Yun frowned and said angrily: "Second aunt, if you don't bring your daughter to the house, why are you here to find me?"

Wang Xifeng gave birth last month, and she and Jia Yun thought it was a good idea to have a daughter, who must be Qiao Jieer, but they haven't given her a name yet.

Speaking of this matter, Wang Xifeng couldn't help but think of what Jia Yun said about giving birth to a daughter. She gritted her teeth and said: "You are making sarcastic remarks. I haven't settled the score with you yet. You are such a crow, so you have to talk about having a daughter." , you will pay for my son."

Jia Yun had a dark look on his face when he heard this. What does it have to do with him? Could it be that he said that if he gives birth to a daughter, he will be a daughter, and if he gives birth to a son, he will be a son? Moreover, he did not say anything sarcastic!!!

"Second Aunt, if you have something to say, don't be so careless and unreasonable!!" Jia Yun said impatiently.

Wang Xifeng was startled when she heard this. Logically speaking, Jia Yun was not an impatient person. He usually joked with them. Why was he so impatient today? Could it be that something went wrong?

However, Wang Xifeng couldn't care less about these things. She waved the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and said angrily: "Yes, I came to look for you because it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in two days. The old lady wanted to let you be deserted here. Let’s go there together, it’s very lively.”

It's not surprising that Jia's mother invited him to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with her. After all, it was the same for the last New Year's Eve. After all, Dongfu was still deserted. Although Jia Yun was married, it made no difference whether he was married or not. Invite Jia Yun to celebrate the Spring Festival with him. , I am afraid that the two houses are also close.

Seeing that Jia Yun seemed to be hesitating, Wang Xifeng walked to Jia Yun's desk, looked at Jia Yun with almond-shaped eyes, and said: "Brother Yun, you can't embarrass my aunt. If I can't invite you, the old lady will just say I'm lazy and don't do my best, so I just came out to take care of the house. If you hurt my face, watch your skin carefully."

Jia Yun had a dark look on his face when he heard this. This Wang Xifeng had never spat at Jia Yun in person since Jia Yun took over as the Chief of Staff of the Arch Guard Department. What's wrong with Jia Yun today that he still wants Jia Yun to take care of his own skin?

Could it be that he is still angry with Jia Yun about having a daughter?

Thinking of this, Jia Yun said hurriedly: "I want to see...hiss..."

Seeing that Jia Yun seemed to be unwell, Wang Xifeng hurriedly asked with concern: "Brother Yun, what's wrong with you? If you feel unwell, please ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look."

Jia Yun covered his forehead with his right hand and said impatiently: "Okay, I understand. Second aunt, go tell the old lady that I will be there during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

If Jia Yun had agreed from the beginning, Wang Xifeng would not have said much, but seeing what Jia Yun seemed to be enduring, he suddenly looked suspicious, pursed his lips, and came closer and said: "This can't be done, you are Dongfu. If your master, the patriarch of the clan, is ill, you must take it seriously."

Jia Yun leaned back on the chair, feeling relieved. After exhaling a breath, he waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, I know what's going on. Second Aunt, please go back first. I'll take a rest first."

Regarding Wang Xifeng's concern, Jia Yun understood that this was a good show, after all, what was Jia Yun's status?

Seeing Jia Yun's stubborn words, Wang Xifeng was about to continue to persuade Jia Yun a few words, but suddenly Qiong's nose wrinkled and said: "Well, you should be more careful. Since I have told you about the matter, I will go back first."

Jia Yun nodded, and Wang Xifeng turned away and walked to the door of the house. Wang Xifeng looked back at Jia Yun, then at the bookcase, and said in her heart: "Bah, man, there is no serious thing."

When Jia Yun saw Wang Xifeng gone, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He opened the curtain of the bookcase and saw Qingwen squatting inside. At this time, Qingwen's pretty face was filled with clouds, and her peach blossom eyes were almost filled with peach blossoms.

Come on.

"Qingwen, I know you have always been dedicated, but you don't have to hold on to it!!!!"
Chapter completed!