C49 Damn It Can You Still Have Fun?

Tang Yue had spent all his time in Prince Zhao's Mansion, so he didn't know that the rumors about him had spread all over the place.

Zhao Sanlang went to Yueyang Marquis's Mansion a few times but did not find anyone. Later, he found out that he was in Prince Zhao's Mansion in a roundabout way. He mustered his courage and went to the door personally.

Tang Yue was holding the carving knife that Wang Zizhao gave him. There were messy wood on the table. He and Zhao Sanlang stared at each other for a while and could not help but ask, "You really came to find me?"

Zhao Sanlang was speechless. "If I didn't come to find you, would I go to Prince Zhao's Mansion?" He was not so free!

When the people of their generation saw Wang Zizhao, they would either hide as far as they could, like a mouse seeing a cat, or like a cat seeing a fish. They really wanted to lick him.

Unfortunately, He, Zhao Sanlang, belonged to the former. If there was nothing wrong, he would never step into the Prince Zhao's Mansion.

"Oh, then why are you looking for me?" Tang Yue thought that he definitely did not have anything important to do, so he continued with his work.

Zhao Sanlang was attracted by his carving. He laid on the table and looked at them one by one. He exclaimed, "Tang Xiaolang, good craftsmanship!"

He picked up a simple-looking wooden pig and looked at it. For the first time, he found that this creature was not so annoying.

"Thank you for your compliment!" Tang Yue accepted the compliment without looking up.

"What are you carving? What are you doing?"

"Twelve zodiacs, a boring pastime!" Tang Yue raised the newly completed tiger in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

As expected, skills needed to be practiced. He had finally returned to his peak level.

The tiger in his hand was snatched away by Zhao Sanlang. He looked at it like it was a treasure for a long time. "It's so lifelike. If I can put on a layer of tiger skin, it would look even more like it."

Tang Yue secretly complained. Why did such a small wooden sculpture wear tiger skin?

"Hey, give this to me. I just happen to be a tiger!" After saying that, he stuffed the wooden sculpture into his pocket.

Tang Yue grabbed the wooden sculpture from Tang Yue's arms. "If you like it, I'll carve another one for you. I'll give this to someone else. "

"Who are you giving it to? Who gives me face?" Young Master Zhao asked arrogantly.

Tang Yue pointed the carving knife in a certain direction and shrugged. "Why don't you tell Wang Zizhao? Maybe he will let you have one."

Zhao Sanlang shrunk his neck. His arrogance was instantly extinguished by the water. "Hehe, if that's the case, then I won't take over the place. But remember to carve it for me next time. " One... no, two. One male and one female!

Tang Yue looked at him. He clicked his tongue. "Zhao Sanlang, I didn't expect you to like a woman who has grown up with you. Don't tell me you lack maternal love?"

There was no need to ask. He knew that one of the two wooden sculptures belonged to County Princess Huizhu.

Zhao Sanlang's face turned green and he shouted, "How can love be judged by age? Common people!"

"Alright, alright, as long as you like it." He didn't care who this kid liked. It had nothing to do with him?

Zhao Sanlang rubbed his nose and lowered his voice to ask, "The idea you came up with last time seemed to be useless."

"What idea?" Tang Yue did not remember for a moment.

Zhao Sanlang stared at him and reminded him, "Love letters..."

"Oh, that... He doesn't like it?" "It can't be. It's most likely that your writing isn't vivid enough, right?"

Zhao Sanlang took out a stack of handkerchief and handed it to Tang Yue. "Look at the poem. Why is it not vivid enough?" As soon as he said that, he recalled that Tang Yue could not read, so he took his hand back. "Forget it. You can't read. I'll read it to you."

Tang Yue held his hand and smiled. "Who said I can't read?"

He opened Zhao Sanlang's hand and took the handkerchief in front of him. He looked at it seriously.

He had learned from Wang Zizhao for a few days and knew hundreds of words. He thought he would be able to read a few poems, but he did not expect this kid to find a gunman out of nowhere. He used a few words to write a poem. It looked very complicated.

Zhao Sanlang asked in surprise, "When did you learn how to write?"

"I'm learning!" Tang Yue did not hide it from him.

Zhao Sanlang looked at him in shock and stammered, "You... did you learn from Mr. Wen?"

"Who is Mr. Wen?"

Zhao Sanlang rolled his eyes and exhaled. "That's right. I overestimated you. How could Mr. Wen teach you personally? It's just learning how to read."

Tang Yue understood. Mr. Wen must be a famous scholar in Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Should he tell this kid that the person who taught him how to read and write was Wang Zizhao?

Forget it, it sounded so fake. This kid would never believe it.

"Do you understand?" Zhao Sanlang changed the topic.

"Of course," he said. Tang Yue felt a little less confident, but he still commented. "These poems of yours are too grand. The artistic conception is already out of love. When the princess sees it, she only knows how to comment. She will never feel your love."

Zhao Sanlang suddenly held Tang Yue's hand. His eyes were bright. "Brother, you are really talented. How did you know that the princess only said two words?"

Tang Yue shook his hand away and laughed. "I guessed it!"

"You are really not an ordinary person!" Zhao Sanlang said excitedly, "The princess only said" good poem "after reading it. Then she gave me a jade ruyi and sent me away."

Tang Yue thought, "If I don't send you away, do I still want to keep you for dinner and for the night? I wish!

However, he guessed that this kid had no chance. With the age gap, how could it be so easy to cross?

"Why don't you change your method and don't find someone else to write it for you. Write down your own thoughts and send a bouquet of roses every day. Let's give it a try."

"What is a rose?" Zhao Sanlang tilted his head and asked.

Tang Yue really wanted to rub his head. Why does it look so stupid?

"It's just a kind of flower. It's bright red. If you can't find it, use something else to replace it." He didn't know when roses were available.

"I understand." Zhao Sanlang nodded seriously.

"Do you want to go in and see Wang Zizhao?" Tang Yue asked him.

Zhao Sanlang jumped up in fright and waved his hand. "No, no, no. I still have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first. See you later!"

With that, he ran off with a gust of wind under his feet.

Tang Yue was speechless. Was Wang Zizhao that scary? It was not like he could eat people!

He polished the twelve zodiacs on the table with sandcloth and took them to the carpenter. He found a long box and packed them one by one. He was going to take them to show them the treasure.

Ever since Third Prince came, Wang Zizhao had been in a bad mood. Tang Yue had failed to tempt him with food, so he had to find another way. He did not know if he liked it or not.

After knocking on Wang Zizhao's door, Tang Yue smelled smoke as soon as he walked in. He quickly opened the window, "What are you burning? He didn't open the window with such a big smoke. He wasn't afraid of death.

Wang Zizhao did not answer. He just stared at the brazier and did not know what he was thinking.

Tang Yue did not care about his official business, and he would not get involved in his conspiracy.

At first, he only wanted to make a name for himself by curing Wang Zizhao's leg and establishing his own career. Later on, after spending a long time with him, he found that although he was cold, it was not difficult to get along with him. That was why he gradually put in some personal feelings.

"Don't look anymore. If you keep staring at that basin, you won't be able to turn a lump of ash into its original state." Tang Yue stretched the wooden box in front of him. "Open it and take a look. It's for you."

Wang Zizhao raised his head to look at him. His eyes were filled with doubt. "You gave it to me?"

"That's right. Isn't it normal for you to give some gifts for free living in your house?" Of course, Tang Yue wouldn't say that it was to ease Wang Zizhao's mood.

Wang Zizhao opened the wooden box and saw a row of animal wood sculptures inside. They were all indescribably cute and looked very different from what he knew.

He took out a monkey and placed it in his palm. The palm-sized monkey made a gesture of raising its eyebrows and looking into the distance. Its eyes were lively and lifelike.

"You carved it?" Wang Zizhao looked at Tang Yue's hands. He really wanted to know what else these hands could do.

Tang Yue smiled but did not answer. "Do you like it?"

"It looks good." Wang Zizhao answered honestly.

"Are you in a good mood?" Tang Yue glanced at the brazier on the ground and comforted him. "In fact, life is like this. It is inevitable for people to lose their lives. If you ask for more things, you will have to suffer more hardships and suffer more cuts. So, there is nothing to worry about. "

Wang Zizhao was slightly moved. When he looked at the wooden sculpture in his hand again, his eyes became warmer.

He lowered his head and said, "This king does not care about anything, but... just like this wooden sculpture, its beautiful appearance cannot hide the essence of its impurities. Some people also do the same. It is good that you see through it."

Tang Yue was speechless.

Wang Zizhao put the wooden sculpture back into the box and put it beside his pillow. He said seriously, "So next time, Tang Xiaolang will use the wooden sculpture to give it to someone. Please exchange for some wood. The manor does not lack these."

Tang Yue was speechless. Could he still have fun?