Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Chapter 337

The class time is mainly set in the afternoon, one and a half hours at a time. Of course, if Xiaohua has something to do, she can not go to class. Just let the palace servants around her inform the lecturer.

The female gentleman, surnamed Chen, is a widow. She used to teach young ladies to earn a living in a rich family. She doesn't know how she was invited back by Aunt Qi.

Xiaohua has no foundation and can't see the depth of Mr. Chen's level. Anyway, it seems enough to teach her, so she seriously learned from her. She had a good foundation, but she didn't have a good foundation. She learned all kinds of things and could write words, but she really couldn't do it.

After consideration, Mr. Chen decided to start teaching from the beginning, starting with the Three Character Classic. On the other hand, his calligraphy practice also began with the initial pen holding posture and hanging wrist.

Mr. Chen thought that Mrs. Hua would be impatient. After all, she was old and had a late enlightenment. Her identity was here. At first, she thought it was fun. She had some ideas in her heart, but she stayed because of the status of King Jing's residence and rich monthly salary.

Who knows, after teaching for a few days, he found that the other party had an excellent attitude and no noble temper, so he began to teach seriously.

Both of them are very serious and rigorous people who do everything. They are also happy to get along with each other.

After a month, Xiaohua has made great progress in her previously unsightly characters, and Mr. Chen can complete his daily practice homework.

Xiaohua is learning with great interest, but king Jing finds that Xiaohua has less time with him, because sometimes when King Jing comes to the West courtyard, he always meets Xiaohua doing his homework seriously.

Of course, she doesn't ignore his state and will settle him down.

For example, arrange meals without meals. If you are bored, take a book with him. And people also accompany him, but in the past, people who used to always make stitches and read books and talk to him in their mouth now take paper and calligraphy, lie down on the Kang Table and paint red, and don't talk to him anymore.

For no reason, King Jing was disgusted by the calligraphy.

But Xiaohua doesn't know all this.

Today, seeing King Jing's rare glance at her, Xiaohua put down her pen. "Your Highness?" there was a little doubt in her voice.

Seeing King Jing's eyes moved to the calligraphy note on the table, Xiaohua explained with a smile, "my maid and concubine are doing the homework assigned by Mr. Chen. I used to be literate, but the writing is too ugly. Mr. Chen found several calligraphy notes and asked my maid and concubine to draw a few every day."

King Jing knew this and agreed with him, but he didn't expect to find himself depressed.

King Jing didn't speak. He moved his eyes back to the book. Xiaohua used to be natural, so he began to paint red again.

"Your Highness, Mr. Chen is very knowledgeable. He can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Mr. Chen said he would teach maidservants and concubines in the future."

"Yesterday I heard Mr. Chen play a piano. It's really nice."

Xiaohua finished this one and changed another piece of paper.

"My maidservant and concubine don't write well. I also want to practice a good-looking small regular script of hairpin flowers."

Seeing her face full of excitement, King Jing asked, "happy?"

"Well," replied Xiaohua.

King Jing looked at her again and thought of her obvious good spirit these days. He thought that once he came to see her sitting there bored from the window. For the time being, he felt that the calligraphy was not so dazzling.

Well, she doesn't have much fun all day. She always has to find some playing time.