"Hahahahaha..." Kang Shilin laughed, pointed at Zhao Ruxi and said to Wu Huaisi and Gong Cheng, "Look, this kid is funny, isn't he? Ah, I have found a lovely disciple."

As he said that, he looked at the two of them with great disgust: "Look at you, each and every one of you has become a gangster, and has become lifeless after becoming an official. Every time we meet, you don't say anything to make me happy or make me upset.

It’s all good.”

The disliked duo: "..."

Wu Huaisi can become the official minister, so he is naturally more tactful and well-spoken than Gong Cheng.

He smiled and said: "So Master, we are very lucky to receive such a spiritual child as our little junior sister."

As he spoke, he cupped his hands towards Zhao Ruxi and said, "I'd like to trouble my little junior sister to come and accompany the master more from now on."

Just as Zhao Ruxi was about to speak, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then a man in his thirties came in.

He first gave Kang Shilin a long bow: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm late. I went out of town to handle a case and just came back."

"It doesn't matter." Kang Shilin waved his hand and said to Zhao Ruxi, "Well, since your portrait came out, the first one who has been stalking you to learn painting is your three senior brothers. His name is Wu Zong, and he is here.

When I work in Dali Temple, I often have to track down the murderer based on other people's oral descriptions. You should teach him well."

Wu Zong's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Are you Miss Xu Xixu? When will your painting class start? I can ask for leave from the Yamen to learn from you."

"Zhao Ruxi. Now I have recognized my ancestor and returned to the clan, and I have changed my name to Zhao Ruxi." Zhao Ruxi made a statement first, and then said, "Classes will start tomorrow." She turned to Kang Shilin to confirm, "Master, right?"

"..."

Zhao Yuanxun watched his daughter chatting with these people, her expressions were in high spirits, and she did not feel inferior or uncomfortable at all because of her young age and low status. And she always said something meaningful. Then think about his eldest daughter who was married.

Zhao Ruyu, the second daughter Zhao Ruzhu, and the third concubine Zhao Ruxin who was about to be married, Zhao Yuanxun truly understood the meaning of Kang Shilin's words.

Zhao Ruyu and Zhao Ruzhu were well brought up by them. They were real ladies of the world. When they went out in front of those rich and noble concubines, everyone praised them.

But they are always bound by rules. Every word, every action, every smile, they all follow the rules. For example, the flowers that are carefully maintained in the garden, although they are beautiful, do not have Zhao Ruxi's wanton and lively life.

And this is exactly what Mr. Kang and the others appreciate.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanxun was completely relieved.

Because of the identities of Kang Shilin, Wu Huaisi and others, he was worried. He was worried that his daughter would offend someone if she didn't pay attention. By then, with his current status, he would not be able to protect his daughter.

So he planned to tell his daughter the identities of these people when he returned home and teach her how to get along with them. He even thought about spending a lot of money to invite a nun from the palace to come back and teach his daughter the rules.

But now, he realized that he was wrong. If he really did this, he would harm his daughter.

Zhao Yuanxun smiled happily as he looked at his daughter who was enthusiastically taking out charcoal pencils to show off her painting skills to several people.

"Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, but he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions..."

My daughter was replaced by the Wei family and suffered a lot, but she was like a wild flower in the mountains, nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, creating a painting technique, and enjoying a lot of good fortune. I should really be grateful to God for his kindness.

On the way back, Zhao Yuanxun still told Zhao Ruxi about Kang Shilin's transcendent identity and the official positions of her three senior brothers.

But Zhao Ruxi's focus was obviously off-center: "My master is such a careless person, how come he has all his disciples working in the officialdom? And they all do so well."

Guanyouzi Guanyouzi, this name is not called casually. In the officialdom, no matter how proud and sharp you are originally, it will be smoothed out later. If you don't become smooth, you will be eliminated.

"Your master thinks that people are very powerful. Not only are these people talented in painting, they are also very capable in other aspects." Zhao Yuanxun said with a smile.

"Your eldest brother's ability as an official is of course first-rate. But your second and third brothers not only do that, they also rely on their painting skills to make a living. Your second brother works in the Ministry of Industry and builds houses and gardens. He has to draw the drawings and add some drawings.

I am a smart and capable person, and with the support of your senior brother, I promoted Zuo Shilang. I think you also know what your third senior brother is doing in Dali Temple. He has now reached the fourth rank."

Zhao Ruxi nodded: "That's it." Her master really had a fiery eye, but wasn't he also very capable at recognizing her at a glance?

"Haha." The system's sneer came out again.

Zhao Ruxi was about to retaliate against this retarded person when she heard Zhao Yuanxun continue: "In addition, your three senior brothers are all from noble families, and some of them are quite prominent. For example, your senior brother is related to your master.

You will know this later."

"That's it." Zhao Ruxi understood.

Seeing her lackluster performance, Zhao Yuanxun couldn't help but ask: "Don't you feel scared when you hear that their identities are so prominent?"

Zhao Ruxi looked at him puzzled: "Why are you so scared? Shouldn't you be happy? From now on, I can be free in the capital."

"..."

Zhao Yuanxun was about to teach his daughter a few words, but he accidentally glanced at the scene outside the window. His eyes froze and he sat upright.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Ruxi couldn't help but turned her head curiously: "What's wrong?" He saw Zhao Ruyu at a glance.

She was walking out of a teahouse, followed by Fu Shu. Zhao Ruyu's eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

Fu Shu raised his hand and signaled the coachman waiting on the other side of the road to drive over, but suddenly he saw the carriage slowly passing by had the sign of the uncle's house. Turning his eyes again, he happened to face Zhao Yuanxun's stern pair of eyes in the car window.

s eyes.

She was startled, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Ruyu, motioning her to look at the carriage.

"Stop." Zhao Yuanxun ordered the driver.

When the carriage stopped, he bent down and walked out. Zhao Ruxi hesitated for a moment and followed suit.

Zhao Ruxi could guess why Zhao Ruyu was here by just using her toes.

In the novel, the tryst process between Zhao Ruyu and Fu Yunlang is described many times. They met in a teahouse on the road between Beijing Women's School and Suiping Bofu. The time of meeting was usually when Zhao Ruyu was out of school.

Today, the uncle's house is divided, Wei is still in jail and has not been beheaded, and Zhao Ruyu has not gone to school, but this does not prevent her from going on a date with her little lover. This time is when she usually gets out of school.
Chapter completed!