The teacher must be a teacher, right?
Su Yan thought for a while,
"No"
With a soft voice, answering seriously.
The man next to her listened, his dark pupils glanced at her profile.
The next second, his right hand grasped her hand holding the brush, pulling her entire body into his embrace, his other hand leaning on the table, raising his hand to lift the brush.
After a while, four neat characters appeared on the rice paper.
But different from his previously slightly sharp and majestic style.
This time, the characters written were clean, deliberately restrained, every stroke and line.
"Want to learn?"
A harmless voice sounded in her ear.
Su Yan looked at the neat characters on the rice paper and nodded
"Yes."
The moment she nodded, he once again took her hand and rewrote the four characters, Xuanyuan Yonghao.
"Learn these four characters today, practice carefully."
The four characters, Xuanyuan Yonghao, have many strokes and are difficult to write.
For beginners, it is really not suitable for practice.
However, he simply didn’t care, just repeatedly guided her to write these four characters over and over.
Fortunately, Su Yan learned quickly, and by the afternoon, the characters she wrote had already taken shape.
They looked five or six parts similar to the characters he helped write, only her strokes were still somewhat unstable; the difference was still visible upon comparison.
Until her wrist was too tired to lift, the person who was originally sitting beside her reading a book and supervising her, at some unknown time, came over and pressed her wrist down.
"Enough, continue tomorrow."
His tone was light, yet unmistakably firm, even as he spoke, he took the brush from her hand and placed it on the inkstone tray.
At this moment, Xiao Hua suddenly whispered,
"Host, take a look at that booklet, is it the one the Eldest Prince was asking for?"
As she spoke, Su Yan glanced at the booklet Xuanyuan Yonghao casually tossed aside on the table.
It just so happened, this booklet was black.
It had been solemnly presented by Nantang a few days ago.
She had inadvertently seen its contents before, she remembered, several names were specifically circled out with vermillion red ink.
Perhaps it was because she stared blankly at the booklet, her gaze too focused and intent, making it difficult for anyone to overlook.
Xuanyuan Yonghao saw her fixated look and reached out, taking the booklet in his hand.
And Su Yan’s gaze also shifted to his hand.
He weighed the booklet in his hand,
"Are you curious? Want to have a look?"
Su Yan had never been involved in detailed plots, and no one taught her what to do in such situations, having only seen various secrets of palace intrigue.
So, she chose to follow her heart.
With a soft tone,
"I want to see."
He leaned against the red sandalwood table, reached out, and passed the booklet to Su Yan.
Without being polite, Su Yan took it and directly started browsing from the beginning.
However, after a short while,
She brought the booklet close to Xuanyuan Yonghao, pointed at a character, and asked seriously,
"What is this character?"
In this era, everything was written in traditional characters, which Su Yan could mostly recognize, but... some characters were too different from simplified characters, and she couldn’t make them out.
Xuanyuan Yonghao looked at the character she pointed at seriously, lowering his gaze,
His voice low and gentle,
"Xie, Minister of Rites Sun Xie embezzled ten thousand taels. Seized four hundred acres of land, his son used his influence to coerce a maiden, killed three people, covered it up, and settled with silver."
Listening to him, Su Yan could understand much faster than reading by herself.
She finished the whole booklet mostly by listening to Xuanyuan Yonghao.
After finishing, she closed the booklet and stood there.