Dong Shuzhen shrank her neck, her two big round eyes were shining with stars, full of gratitude, and she was obviously relieved.

Zhu Xiuyuan smiled bitterly, shook his head, and touched her head.

When Dong Cheng heard it, it seemed to make sense, so he nodded without delving into the issue.

Because this is the study room of the main house, only Zhu Xiuyuan and Dong Shuzhen come here on weekdays.

The courtyard where Dong Cheng lives has his own independent study room, and he usually does not come here. Therefore, he does not know the layout of the place, so he can tell Zhu Xiuyuan whatever he wants.

Dong Cheng lowered his head slightly and focused on the rice paper on the case.

On this desk, there is a piece of rice paper spread out on it, pressed down with a paperweight. Half of the calligraphy has been written on the paper, and only half of the last word has been written.

It seems that the person writing suddenly stopped writing.

Dong Cheng removed the paperweight, picked it up with both hands, and looked at it carefully with a very serious expression.

Zhu Xiuyuan was standing behind Dong Cheng, waiting to take a look. Suddenly, he felt a hand grasping his hand.

Zhu Xiuyuan looked around and saw that it was indeed Dong Shuzhen. She was looking at him fearfully.

Zhu Xiuyuan patted her hand to express comfort and gave her a reassuring look.

Then he looked at the rice paper again.

I saw that the handwriting on the rice paper was beautiful, neat, and stroke by stroke. It was actually written very well.

Dong Shuzhen was born in a scholarly family, so she naturally practiced calligraphy. She was even Zhu Xiuyuan's "calligraphy teacher".

Her calligraphy is generally written slowly, one stroke at a time, and carefully crafted, because she writes for pleasure, not to rush work, but mainly to write beautifully.

Zhu Xiuyuan looked at the handwriting on the rice paper and saw that it was very good and not inferior to her previous standards.

But why is Dong Shuzhen so afraid?

Zhu Xiuyuan was a little confused.

"Well... the writing is pretty good!"

As expected, Dong Cheng read every word.

After reading this piece of paper, he put it aside and took a large stack of rice paper from the other side of the desk.

The large pile of rice paper was covered with handwriting, and it looked like it was a manuscript written by Dong Shuzhen.

Dong Cheng carefully reviewed each piece from top to bottom, looking at it very seriously.

Zhu Xiuyuan looked from behind and saw that the handwriting on the rice paper was very good and the quality was still there, which naturally made Dong Cheng nod his head.

However, every time Dong Cheng finished reading a picture and picked up a new one, Zhu Xiuyuan could always feel Dong Shuzhen holding his hand and trembling...

why is that?

It's obviously very well written.

Zhu Xiuyuan felt strange in his heart and couldn't help but look at Dong Shuzhen again and exchanged a glance with her. Her eyes were filled with the look of asking for help.

Zhu Xiuyuan's brows twitched slightly, and he glanced at Dong Shuyu on the other side of Dong Cheng.

He and Dong Shuyu were in the same mind, and he understood from Dong Shuyu's eyes that there might be no problem with the top of the pile of manuscript paper, but it was hard to say what was wrong with the bottom.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Zhu Xiuyuan moved lightly, walked to the desk on the side, and observed it carefully.

I saw that on the desk on the side, although there was no paper, there was an inkstone.

The ink ground in the inkstone is still there!

Moreover, the brush on the pen holder is still wet and full of thick ink.

Compared with the brush next to it, it is obviously different!

Zhu Xiuyuan shook his head. Needless to say, this book desk should also be a "workbench" for copying books before they arrived!

He walked behind the desk again and saw a section of rice paper exposed in the corner of the desk drawer. It was white and very conspicuous!

Zhu Xiuyuan remained calm, gently moved his hands, and pressed in.

Needless to say, in their haste, they hid the rice paper on the desk in the drawer, but due to their haste and negligence, a section of the rice paper was exposed...

Zhu Xiuyuan walked back slowly. As soon as he stood still, Dong Shuzhen held his hand again and looked up at him, her two big eyes shining.

That little look is so pitiful and adorable.

Zhu Xiuyuan already understood everything. While smiling bitterly, he gave him a reassuring look.

Wow!

Dong Cheng picked up the next piece of rice paper. He looked extremely serious and read every word. His seriousness really frightened Dong Shuzhen.

The book "Nvjie" actually has not many words. Because there were no punctuation marks in ancient times, the whole book only has more than a thousand words.

In fact, it's more of an article than a book.

Dong Shuzhen wrote in small regular script, with a small font, and the rice paper was very large, so every two pieces of rice paper contained the entire content of "Nvjie".

The fonts are so small, densely packed, and the content is repetitive. In fact, the review work is very tedious. If Zhu Xiuyuan came here, he might not be able to read it the first time.

But Dong Cheng was very serious, holding rice paper in both hands, full of energy, reading word by word...

"There is an error here!"

Suddenly, Dong Cheng stopped reviewing, put down the rice paper, and turned to look at Dong Shuzhen, his tone was serious and his face was very cold.

"Dad... my daughter is wrong..."

Dong Shuzhen was frightened. She shook Zhu Xiuyuan's hand slightly and quickly admitted her mistake.

On the other side, Xia Wu and Qiu Wen, who were standing with their heads bowed, broke into a cold sweat.

Because they were afraid that their young ladies would be frightened by this, they took the initiative to reveal the matter of "asking them to write for themselves" like beans being poured out of a bamboo tube.

This kind of thing is not impossible.

"What are you afraid of? Come and take a look here..." Dong Cheng's expression softened a little, as if he felt that he was too serious just now, "Look at this word, this stroke is too long, which affects the overall beauty.

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Zhu Xiuyuan almost vomited blood!

Did Dong Cheng look so carefully?

He can pick out any abnormality in a stroke. This is too serious!

"Oh...oh...oh..."

Dong Shuzhen nodded repeatedly with a serious look on her face, indicating that she had listened.

Then Dong Cheng continued to review, while Dong Shuzhen stepped back and grabbed Zhu Xiuyuan's hand, holding it tightly.
Chapter completed!