Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

  Chapter 86 It is afraid of comparison

   Of course, in addition to the good impression, the most important thing is that both Gong Yuhao and the two little girls made him see the value.

   Let them grow up and not die prematurely. Such talent at such a young age is truly a rare talent, and for the empire, it is also hard to come by.

   I only hope that when these children grow up, they can really become the backbone of protecting the empire.

   These brothers and sisters are all extraordinary, and the eldest son who went to the capital with his father must not be bad either.

  Yan's family is probably the blessing accumulated by the ancestors over many generations, so it is a blessing to be given to such a few children.

  To be honest, Xin Bujiang was very envious of Yan Fengchi, who had not yet met.

   What kind of father does he have to raise such children.

   How did he know, this matter, in fact, has nothing to do with Yan's father, and people know this from birth. That is, His Majesty the First Emperor Yan, he himself is in such a situation.

   After breakfast, it was time for Xin's uncle and nephew to leave. Xin Ruoxian did not show up yet. Xin Ruoxia was very reluctant to part with her. Last night, she had a good talk with the Yan family brothers and sisters. He has been incompatible with his brothers since he was a genius, and it is rare to meet a few friends who are also geniuses and have no conflicts of interest and can be at ease with each other. For the first time in his life, he developed a feeling of sympathy for each other.

  Although he is a little younger than him, isn't this a few brothers and sisters from the Yan family, with an unusual mind?

  Xin Bujiang glanced at the calligraphy and painting hanging in the main room of Yan's house, and made a request with a cheeky face: "Mr.'s calligraphy and painting are everyone's style, and I am very pleased with it. I don't know if I can give a calligraphy treasure."

  If Gongyu was just an ordinary woman, of course he wouldn’t be so arrogant and rashly ask for the brush and ink of other women.

   But Gongyu's calligraphy and painting are famous, not to mention women, even if he is a great sage in the world of literature, he may not be much better than this calligraphy and painting.

   To put it bluntly, no one will look at such calligraphy and Danqing from a secular perspective. With such talent, they have long jumped out of the category of secular standards.

   If you take out such a level, the world must call it Mr. Gongyu.

   I used to call myself a lady, but of course, a lady is more respectful than a title like a lady, which is an acknowledgement of the status of a woman.

   But Gongyu Mingxi did not expect that this Prince Yu would call himself Mr.

The word    is really not something that everyone can afford.

   People ask for calligraphy in a generous way, and Gongyu Mingxi will naturally not refuse.

   This face is still to be given. After all, he pointed out that after the family entered the capital, this one could happily send the house and a thousand taels of gold.

   Gongyu Mingxi replied with a smile.

Lingyu over there wisely went to bring out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She thought that it was fortunate that the second brother and the third sister had made money and bought high-quality pen, ink, paper and inkstone for her mother and her. Otherwise, no matter how good her calligraphy and painting were, If there is no good pen, ink, paper and inkstone, it will not reflect the level of everyone in the mother's generation, and the mother's calligraphy and painting will be blinded.

   Serving Mei Niang's pen and ink has always been the patent of Lingyu.

   Grind the ink well, thinking that although Xin Bujiang is expensive as a prince, for him, it may be more worthy of his attention, but his identity as a cultivator.

   Gongyu Mingxi took a pen and swayed a piece of ink.

   At this time, Gongyu Mingxi is confident and calm, with a splendid bearing, such as dazzling stars, people can't stare at him.

  Where is this still the young woman who used to laugh at her?

   is a group of people who can't help but be impressed.

   "The sky meets the clouds and waves and even Xiaowu, and the galaxy is about to turn and dance with thousands of sails. It seems that the soul of a dream belongs to the emperor. Hearing the words of the sky, he attentive asked me where I belonged.

  I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and there were amazing sentences in learning poetry. Ninety thousand miles of Feng Peng is lifting. The wind stopped, and the boat blew to take the fairy mountain. "

  Because there is no legend of the three mountains of Penglai, Abbot and Yingzhou in Daxia, Gongyu Mingxi changed the three mountains into Xianshan.

   Xin does not drop softly.

   Gongyu Mingxi smiled and said, "This is a dream come true in the past, which made His Highness laugh."

Prince Yu sternly said: "Sir, what you said is wrong, this word has a fantastic scene, an ethereal artistic conception, but it is vast and magnificent. After reading it, the bearing is unrestrained and magnificent, and the artistic conception is magnificent and magnificent. Such masterpieces are rare in the world! Let alone Mr. His calligraphy is elegant and free from madness, and he can be called a generation of people. Today, I can get Mr. Calligraphy, which is really a blessing to not give up this trip!"

   "I really don't dare to be praised by His Highness." Gongyu Mingxi said humbly, and mentioned the word "Yian" in the inscription.

   After the ink is completely dry, the Lingyu is carefully rolled up and packed in a thin wooden tube specially designed for storing calligraphy and painting, and it is given to Xin Bujiang.

Xin Bujiang cherished the income and luggage, looked at Lingyu and asked with a smile: "I think the son of the husband, the three daughters and the four daughters are all extraordinary talents. "

Gongyu Mingxi smiled and said: "My children are all very smart, each with their own advantages and disadvantages, but the little girl is the most like me. She loves poetry, and she is very talented in poetry and writing. In the future, she may be able to emerge from the blue. However. In the end, I am still young and what the future will be like, I have to teach it slowly."

  Xin Bujiang will know, the youngest daughter is not considered delicate and weak, but the talent is really worth mentioning.

   Gongyu can boast that in the future, he is afraid that he will be able to outshine the blue, so this child is another genius.

  Bad, why did all the geniuses come to her house?

   Why can't you get one in your own home?

  Xin Bujiang glanced at Xin Ruoxia with disgust, this kid looked pretty good before, but he was more dead than others, and he had to throw things away.

  Let's look at it today, that's what happened.

  It is afraid of comparison in everything.

  Disappointment, sadness, sadness!

   But this king doesn't want to cry!

   Xin Ruoxia was baffled by his uncle Wang's disgusting glance, what's the matter? Since your injury, how dedicated I have been to serving you? Even your own son will not be more considerate than me!

   Of course, Uncle Wang hasn’t even had a son yet. He has a daughter who is only three years old, and he can’t serve you.

   I didn't say I was tired, you are not satisfied.

   We will not serve you on business trips in the future.

  Xin Ruoxia expressed his disappointment at his uncle Wang's inconsiderate attitude.

   The boat of uncle and nephew's affection, if it is overturned, it will be overturned.

   Xin Bujia didn't bother to pay attention to his nephew's slander, and felt very regretful. Why didn't he have a son? If there is a son of the right age, no matter who the little girls in the Yan family marry, it will be a treasure.

   Xin Bujiang glanced at his nephew again with disgust, he was too old to be suitable!

  Why didn't this kid be born a few years later? Why give birth early?

   But although she is older, it is impossible to be with the younger, but she is seven or eight years older than Lingsu girl, right? Isn't that too much of a difference? Is it possible to work hard? Can it be rescued?

   But what is this kid doing all night?

   What are you talking about with that kid, Gong Yuhao? Can we talk about flowers? Two big boys, chatting all night, and chatting in full swing, are they all idle?

   Uncle and nephew took the dry food and snacks sponsored by the Yan family and left.

   went out the door, Xin Bujiang snorted coldly, and walked in front with his sleeves thrown, too lazy to care about this nephew.

   (end of this chapter)