Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Xinbao and his party returned to the palace soon, only the legend remained.

Because of the important position of the Xue family in this county, once the Xue family was convinced, everyone followed suit.

Chen Sande, these big fans, even made friends with the gossip crowd here, and they got together to drink and chat.

It's just that the old couple, the doctor's father-in-law and the medicine mother-in-law have not come back, the gossip crowd is waiting for the authority to interpret it, and Chen Sande and others are also waiting for the other party to slip and kneel.

If in the past, Xinbao would have been busy all afternoon, he would definitely be very tired when he came back, and he would be wilting and sleep, but now, after he came back and changed his clothes, he was still lively, and walked over to find Mingpei on his short legs emperor.

Emperor Ming Pei was discussing with others again.

Xinbao could only pick up a pen on the small table outside and start to draw.

Because she was hungry when she came back, and it was less than an hour before dinner, so Hua Shuang asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of small wontons, she was drawing, and Hua Shuang was beside her feeding her.

Xinbao draws and draws. If he is not satisfied with the drawing, he moves to the side to draw. When a piece of paper is full, change another paper...

But after changing several sheets of paper, she couldn't draw a single piece of grass, but when she opened her mouth to eat wontons, she found that the wonton bowl was empty, so Huashuang fed her the last bit of juice.

Looking at the empty bowl, Xinbao felt sad at that moment, and sighed: "Xinbao is really a little waste snack, what can I do, I can eat whatever I want."

Huashuang and the others all laughed.

Someone outside heard it, came over, walked to the door, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, I am asking you to see me."

Xinbao said, "Come in."

Gan Baibi came in to meet Li, and said with a smile, "What is your Highness doing?"

Xinbao sighed and said: "That's right...Xinbao discovered that there are many diseases that Xinbao thinks are not difficult to treat, and they can't cure them all, but Xinbao doesn't know what diseases they can and what diseases they can't. So , Can it be like now, Xinbao goes out to treat diseases, writes one after treating one, and then releases it after a year, if anyone wants to see it, they can see it."

Gan Baibi smiled and said, "Your Highness, this is very good!"

Tuanzi sighed: "But Xinbao can't write anything!! So Xinbao thought again, why don't I write this now, Xinbao has seen so many rare plants and trees, Xinbao wants to draw them and sort them out , to make an atlas of... rare plants, but it can't be drawn! It's not good!"

She looked at him eagerly: "You are a fairy in the painting, do you have any tricks?"

Gan Baibi was taken aback, and covered his face in embarrassment: "How could Your Highness know the nickname of the minister when he was young?"

Tuanzi said: "Yeah said that!"

Gan Baibi was a little surprised: "What did the emperor say??"

He was quite ashamed, and covered his face again: "I'm not good at painting. I just liked painting when I was young. I was very fascinated by it. I don't know whether it is good or bad. I show it to others every day. When others make fun of me, I pass it on." With such a nickname, when I grow up, I really can’t bear to look at the paintings from back then.”

Someone outside laughed and said, "Master Gan is too modest."

At the same time, he said: "His Royal Highness, I am asking you to see me."

Xinbao also let him in.

Now Emperor Mingpei lives here, and there is no special waiting place, so Emperor Mingpei meets the courtiers in the front, and the courtiers waiting to see him in the back can only wait in the courtyard, and Xinbao is a side hall, which is open every day door, so it's no surprise they wandered over.

Cheng Fuju said to her with a smile: "Master Gan's paintings are different from what is said in the world. He has a youthful heart and a bright and beautiful style of painting, so he thinks it is not good when he is older, but I think His Highness might like it." .”

Tuanzi said: "Xinbao doesn't know whether it looks good or not, Xinbao only wants to draw a portrait."

Gan Baibi smiled and said: "Your Highness, there is really nothing to do with this painting, it's just practice. When I was fascinated, I often picked a leaf every morning, and painted this leaf all day long until the leaf withered and turned yellow." …I have been drawing like this for more than forty days, and then I gradually feel that the pen has some meaning. The same is true for writing. I used to learn cursive script. I wanted to pretend that I only practiced the word 'Ganyu'. I practiced it every day. I practiced for two months, and then I started to write other things, and I felt like I was getting a glimpse of the door."

Cheng Fuju said with a smile: "This is not the case. I only practice wrist strength and finger strength. I hang some heavy objects on my wrists, from very light to slightly heavy. When I gradually gain strength on my wrists, my writing will gradually be correct. .”

Tuanzi said weakly: "There is no other way?"

Yuan Shenjue came back to take a bath, changed his clothes, and after hearing this sentence, he walked in and said with a smile: "Practicing martial arts. Practicing martial arts is a trick. I have never practiced calligraphy. When I was a beginner, I used some copybooks. At that time, my father often said that I was too crafty in writing, and it was not until last year that I was successful in practicing swords that I gradually got rid of the so-called "craftsmanship."

Duanzi was slapped in the face by Fan, so he could only nod silently.

Yuan Shenjue said: "If you don't want to practice, I will write and I will draw. This is a real trick."

Gan Baibi also comforted her: "Your Highness, you don't have to force it. Your Highness's medical skills are supernatural. It's good to dictate and let others record them. Why bother to be proficient in everything, but you have to be distracted, so you can't specialize in medical skills."

Tuanzi whispered: "But, I don't need to study medical skills anymore!!"

She looked at this, looked at that, and then made up her mind: "Xinbao must work hard to practice martial arts! When Xinbao becomes very powerful, he may be able to write without learning."

Gan Baibi smiled and said, "Your Highness is right."

Cheng Fuju felt that he was being compared, and he said: "Your Highness is so smart that he must make rapid progress."

Gan Baibi said: "The minister also often reads some idle books. I heard that masters fly over the eaves and walk on the walls, and their clothes flutter. It must be chic and beautiful."

"That's right!" Tuanzi's eyes lit up: "You're right!! Xinbao will be like this in the future! It's chic and beautiful! Mr. Gan, you're so smart! You're so accurate!!"

Gan Baibi smiled, even saying he didn't dare.

Yuan Shenjue raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

So Tuanzi is like everyone who wants to buy a few sets of sportswear before going to the gym... Let Gan Baibi write her a timetable.

When to wake up, when to have breakfast, when to spend time with Yeye, when to spend time with wife, when to practice martial arts... the arrangement is clear.

The writing is super big, and I wrote two sheets, which can be pasted on the wall at that time.

Emperor Ming Pei summoned Gan Baibi, and when Fang Wuyou said he was busy here, Emperor Ming Pei became curious and came over to take a look.

After a glance, he smiled: "Very good."

Then he asked her curiously: "Why do you wake up so early?"

Xinbao said: "The moment of the day lies in the morning!!"

Emperor Ming Pei raised his eyebrows,

Okay, got it.

Tuanzi also asked him: "Yeah, are you happy? From now on, Xinbao will wake up with Yeh every day!"

Emperor Ming Pei sees it but doesn't say it: "Happy."

So the next morning, Maochu (5 o'clock), who was clearly on the table, got up, and Emperor Ming Pei didn't call her after he got up. After he finished working for a while, it was almost Chenzheng (8 o'clock), so he went over to take pictures. After patting the dumplings, the dumplings groaned in a daze, Emperor Ming Pei said: "It's time! Isn't it according to the schedule?"

Tuanzi turned around and hid his head under the pillow...

can't hear can't hear!