"Sir, are you waiting for me here? What can I do for you?"

Qin Tian asked Wei Yunce, and the young man laughed.

"This happened because I was careless. I didn't have to let the students write their own words before class for the first time."

Lin's words?

Qin Tian thought of the copybook he gave himself yesterday.

But Wei Yunce said, "That copybook was written by me. It was the younger brother of a friend. He always said that my handwriting particularly caught his eye and asked me to write a copybook for him. I originally wanted to give another copybook to him.

Since you didn’t want to miss it yesterday, I gave you my copy.”

Wei Yunce said, shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile.

"I'm not so shameless as to let students write my words."

He said and took out another copybook.

"This is a copybook written by a great aunt of our Wei family. She is quite famous among the boudoirs in Qingzhou and is very popular among the girls. This is what I want to give you."

Qin Tian had heard about the great aunt of the Wei family he was talking about, who lived during the reign of Emperor Yuan Xi. When Emperor Yuan Xi was on the throne to promote women, she had passed the women's imperial examination and gained a high reputation.

As a female official, she was deeply valued by Emperor Yuan Xi.

After the untimely death of Emperor Yuan Xi, female officials were ostracized and stigmatized, and many female officials could not retain a good reputation during their lifetime.

Fortunately, the Wei family had a noble family and many virtuous ministers, so Wei Yunce's old aunt had a good reputation and her calligraphy was passed down to the world.

Wei Miao and He Qiu's calligraphy is outstanding because they both had copybooks written by this ancestor.

Of course, Qin Tian would not refuse this copybook. She could only buy imitation copies in bookstores outside. The characters in the imitation copies could only describe the shape but not the bones. But the copy Wei Yunce gave her would definitely not be the copybook.

The imitation is the original calligraphy of the lady official.

Wei Yunche handed it over and she quickly took it with both hands.

"Thank you Mr. Wei, I will definitely practice more in the future."

Wei Yunce nodded gently and encouraged her a few words, but then said.

"This book of posts is very useful. As for the one I wrote, just throw it away, otherwise it will be my joke."

threw?

Qin Tian waved his hands repeatedly, "Sir's handwriting is also very good, how can you throw it away?"

"How can my handwriting compare with that of my ancestors and everyone? I can barely read it."

Qin Tian doesn't think so.

Last night, she looked at his handwriting carefully. It was indeed different from the style commonly seen in boudoirs. It showed the masculinity that only men can have, but it was not blindly hard, and had just the right amount of softness.

Qin Tian's handwriting is a little softer, so he needs to improve it a bit with words like Yilin.

She said no, "Mr. Wei's calligraphy is also unique. If he doesn't need me to return it, I would like to copy it again."

She was sincere, Wei Yunce glanced at her.

"You really don't mind it?"

"Don't mind it!"

"You're not laughing at me, either?"

"How is that possible? Mr. I respect you, it's not too late!"

Qin Tian said whatever he thought in his heart.

Wei Yunche's eyes fell on the little girl's clear eyes, and he looked away slightly.

"Don't be too respectful," he said.

Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this meant.

Wei Yunce then said something else.

"Although I am a gentleman, I don't want to feel too old. After all, I think I am still a young man."

This idea is like getting lost in the forest, which is completely unpredictable.

At this moment, he no longer looked like the gentleman that students dared not look at directly, but just like the man in the forest who sat down and burned incense in the jungle.

Qin Tian couldn't help but chuckle.

Just her smile made the female students in the school look at her more intensely.

Her heart stopped, and she was about to ask Mr. Wei if he had anything else to do, when she heard Wei Yunce had already spoken.

"Nothing's wrong, go to school quickly."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to her, turned around and left.

Qin Tian felt relieved.

He left with his front foot, and Wei Miao arrived here with his back foot.

"Brother?"

But Wei Yunce didn't say much, he just responded and left from the path.

Wei Miao was a little confused, but He Qiu, who was following her closely, first looked at Wei Yunce nervously, and then after Wei Yunce left, he saw Qin Tian's face standing in front of the school door.

Her eyes immediately focused on the copybook in Qin Tian's hand, then moved upwards, and finally landed on Qin Tian's face.

Inexplicably, Qin Tian felt a little cold all over her body.

Qin Tian was secretly discussed for a day, but she didn't do anything bad. She just accepted Mr. Wei's copybook.

However, after receiving two copybooks from someone in succession, Qin Tian couldn't do anything more than just say thank you.

She asked Uncle Zhou, the old steward, "Do you want to give something to Mr. Wei? What should I give?"

Upon hearing this, the old steward immediately said that it was time to give it away, "Mr. Wei gave me a book as a gift, so the girl gave him a square of ink, using the book as a counterpoint to the ink. I think the scholar will like it."

Qin Tian said appropriately, "Uncle Zhou is still thoughtful, but I don't have much good ink in my hand."

Qin Zhou had been waiting for her words for a long time.

"It's a coincidence that Miss Li Er's family opened a new pen and ink shop in the city today. I have already sent a congratulatory gift to the girl, and she just happened to write a handwritten letter to say hello to Miss Li Er, and by the way, ask if their family has any business.

Wait for Mo, the Li family's business is running smoothly, and there will definitely be no shortage of good things like this. When the girl opens her mouth to them, they feel that she is the closest to them."

"Wow!" Qin Tian couldn't help stroking his hands and sighing, "Uncle Zhou has thought so carefully. Between Uncle Zhou and Brother Li, I can't tell who is more thoughtful."

The old steward even said how he could be the same as Mr. Li, "Mr. Li is in charge of dozens of shops and a lot of property in the Li family. This old slave can only make plans for the girl."

But Qin Tian still felt that they were on par, and he praised the old steward with a smile.

Qin Tian wrote a handwritten letter of congratulations that night and mentioned the ink incident. Within two days, the Li family sent someone to thank him and brought two pieces of fine ink.

As soon as Qin Tianfu opened the two pieces of ink, the scent of ink and Chinese medicine and spices hit his face, but it quickly melted into the air, leaving some faint and lingering aftertaste.

The steward of the Li family explained that this ink was newly produced by an ink maker in northern Jiangsu. It reused traditional Chinese medicine and spices and had a faint medicinal fragrance. It could be distinguished from other inks. It would be considered unique as a gift.

Not only is it unique, but it is also in line with Qin Tian’s temperament of playing with herbs.

Qin Tian was almost reluctant to give it away.

She wrote a special letter to thank the Li family, and then put the two pieces of good ink in each box.

There happened to be a Chinese calligraphy class the next day. Qin Tian didn't dirty the paper this time, he composed an article seriously and handed it in.

Wei Yunce picked out a few reviews as usual, and also picked out Qin Tian's one.

Of course, Qin Tian's handwriting will not be among the best, and Wei Yunce said something.

“Progress is measured in days.”

Others didn't know whose name it was, but after Wei Yunce finished speaking, his eyes fell on Qin Tian, ​​who was sitting at the end.

Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

The poor students finally made progress one day.

After class, she quickly caught up with Wei Yunce while no one was paying attention and gave the ink to him.

"Thank you sir for your advice. This is just the student's opinion."

Wei Yunce raised his eyebrows in surprise, and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, you didn't tell anyone about the words you wrote to me, right?"

Qin Tian shook his head.

Wei Yunce said that was fine, "Don't tell others, otherwise I will be laughed at."

He said, naming one person in particular.

"Especially your brother, who has been my classmate for so many years, don't let him laugh at me."

If Qin Shen had been at Liefeng Shanfang these days, Qin Tian would have told him.

But he was not here, and Wei Yunche's request made her think of her brother's unfavorable evaluation of him.
To be continued...