"I'm not happy to send Beaver to the palace. That girl's heart is honest and naive, just like a person made of noodles, anyone can tear her apart and eat her up. Her brain is so muddled that it takes her half a day's thought to figure out the flavor of what she's saying." The old lady leaned on the beauty couch, recruited two maids to give her legs. Sickly lectured her son, "Not that I'm saying, is to marry her to a slightly more complicated family, you may not be able to rest assured, how dare you send her to the palace?"

　　Wang Tan did not dare to talk back, only coyly hung his head, "Not sent to the palace, just follow Zi Yang to the audience. The Empress invited a lot of inner family members, all let take their daughters to go, not just the beaver one ......"

　　The old madam's face became a bit bad - she could tell that the root of her granddaughter's mumbling was in this son, ''You're confused. The Empress has nothing to do with these half-grown maids. She doesn't have a daughter of her own, but does she have fewer daughters of the common people? She wants to see other people's? --This is to see her daughter-in-law!"

　　The old lady has been sick for a long time, and the tone of her voice is a bit thick and wheezy. Wang Tan busily stepped forward to give her a back rub, following the old lady's words to comfort, "Mother need not worry. The beaver was born ordinary, and her nature is also mute, with the Xie family and Shen family's daughters in the house, revealing her mountains and rivers."

　　The old lady shook her head, "Born in my Wang family, even if she is a clay puppet, the Queen will have to look at more! What's more,......," the old lady remembered her eldest granddaughter's smiling, flushed face, tone of voice unconsciously some shortcomings, "the beaver has the eye, born to please the elders like. She just heart solid, do not understand those dark heart secret hand, but not really do not know the importance. Although the speech is not as good as, but do not talk nonsense. In and out also decent, have everyone's demeanor." The more the old lady said, the more she felt that the queen's intentions are malicious, "look, good birth, know how to get in and out, and easy to pin down - not to choose her who to choose?"

　　Wang Tan was now really confused. The old lady this in the end to see the beaver good, or not good? Does she want her to be selected, or does she not want to?

　　His mind was not lively and his tongue was not eloquent, so he could not guess his mother's mind, and he simply mumbled and echoed, "What mother says is true."

　　"What is?" Who knew that the old madam flipped again, "It's true that she is of this nature, and that she is in the Empress's favor. However, what kind of person is the Crown Prince? Do you think she can please the Crown Prince?"

　　Wang Tan choked - it wasn't that he didn't know what the Crown Prince was, but if he told the truth, it would be a great disrespect.

　　This Prince, if I may use one word to describe it, is out of tune.

　　He grew up hating his own nursemaid, and after several unsuccessful attempts to complain to the Empress, he secretly ate a handful of bazookas in an attempt to frame the person, and as a result, he almost pulled himself to death.

　　When he was seven years old, he disliked those palace maids and eunuchs who followed him as annoying, so he ordered them to tie each other up and sneak out to play in a big way, and as a result, when he climbed a tree, he accidentally fell into the pool of too much liquid, and because no one was following him, he almost drowned himself.

　　He was made the crown prince when he was eight years old, and before that he forced seven or eight masters to cry and resign of their own accord. Although he had been reading for three or four years, he had not yet read the Five Classics smoothly. The emperor ordered Xie Huan to be the crown prince's tutor to teach him. As a result, he fell in love with Xie Huan's niece, Xie Han, and memorized the Poetry in seven days in order to please the beauty.

　　When he was nine years old, he wrote a poem to Xie Han and wanted to have a "private meeting" with him. He ran into Xie Han's five-year-old son and left in tears.

　　After that, he was a lot more reliable. He was already gifted, once willing to pay attention to business, and soon showed their sharpness. Although there are still occasional windy behavior, but the dynasty's culture was originally unconventional, there is nothing to criticize. Just occasionally popped up a thing, still can make people vomit blood internal injuries.

　　--When he was twelve years old, Northern Yan sent envoys to negotiate peace. The Emperor invited the envoys to a banquet in the Upper Forest Garden and did not allow him to attend for fear that he would make a mess. He was so curious that he slipped in, pretending to be a courtesan pouring wine. When the emissary mocked our dynasty's weakness, he threw the wine on the ground, got up and spoke eloquently, and refuted the emissary to be speechless, which made people raise their eyebrows. If he had stopped there, it would have been a beautiful story. Instead, he glanced at the messenger of Northern Yan, he was born with peach blossom charming eyes, this glance makes people a jolt. The messenger immediately looked infatuated, the banquet is not yet over, begged the emperor to give the "beauty" to himself.

　　......=__=

　　If the Emperor had any other sons, Wang Tan doubted that he would be able to hold the position of Crown Prince.

　　When he thought of assisting such a son of heaven in the future, Wang Tan felt his brain throbbing and had the urge to resign and return to his hometown.

　　He himself also had a time when he was young and ridiculous. Knowing that teenagers at this age, especially the Prince's kind of jumping around and fooling around, are most repulsed by those formal and uninteresting big girls. It is indeed difficult to please Beaver in front of him. Not only is it not pleasing to him, it may even be disliked by him.

　　But even so, Wang Tan felt that the old lady was somewhat listening to the wind.

　　"To choose a consort for the crown prince is a big thing, certainly to be considered before and after. The queen is also just looking at each other, to determine the still don't know how many screening. Just go to receive a banquet only ...... mother do not have to worry too much."

　　The old lady did not have the good sense to "hmm", and then ear to ear, "still need to be guarded. Our family does not need to go through the door of the relatives, do not have to put a good daughter into the loss. Next time if the Empress lets her bring her daughter to the palace, you ask Zi Yang to lead A Luo to go - you should ask A Luo to go today. Let the Empress see, eighty percent to miss the beaver ......"

　　Wang Tan answered coyly, and did not dare to point out that the Empress really does not need to think about your granddaughter.

　　The old lady had been a bit tongue-tied since she was sick. Since it wouldn't spread outside, Wang Tan didn't point it out to her heart.

　　However, her sentence "we do not need to go to the doorway of the relatives", is to say to the heart of Wang Tan. In today's world, say "one day, one day" is a lie, the emperor has changed a few generations, when there are fewer Wang Xie's two families of wealth and prosperity? "Once a son of a dynasty of relatives" that is the truth, look at the situation of the Yu family know that the relatives are letting the emperor to use as a gun to make, once the bottom of the family lost, but also XuanHui to the end.

　　Wang Tan was more interested in having his son Shang Princess than having his daughter marry the Crown Prince.

　　It is a pity that there is no first-born princess in this world.

　　If Wang Tan sat in his wife Xi Ziyang's seat, he would know that the old lady that was not a groundless worry.

　　Their daughter, Beaver, whose maiden name is Wang Lin, did call the Empress to look the other way.

　　That aside, let's talk about Beaver as a person.

　　The old lady said that the beaver lacked heart, in fact, really did not wrong her.

　　This can not be blamed on the Wang family to teach their daughters ineptly, simply beaver qualifications are too poor - Jinjiang crossing the Department of Mansion Fighting Palace Fighting Division out of how many trainees, beaver is still the first to take the second supplementary examination.

　　Those excellent trainees, regardless of whether they wear into the unfavored concubine female or wear into the stepmother persecution of the first daughter, can in the extremely unfavorable conditions hard all the way down the steel wire, the one-tree bridge to open up into the Yangguan Road. Those who are ordinary, with the luck of crossing the female addition, can also meet a good man who loves them wholeheartedly, and gradually the days of broadening. It is almost luck, the graduation examination capsized, make-up exams will also be reborn because of the first time and repentance, foresight, easy to reverse the previous life of the tragic plate.

　　Where's Beaver?

　　--Beaver found the graduation exams just too damn hard. It had taken her a full two years to learn the language of this world in her first lifetime, and she still couldn't speak it well from time to time. Being seriously behind her aboriginal siblings almost made her parents and grandparents think she was an idiot. Lost at the starting line.

　　But Beaver still felt that this was simply too normal. Because the ancient Chinese language, written in traditional Chinese characters is a foreign language, and then read out in ancient sounds is a second foreign language. There are no self-study materials in the world, and you have to summarize the grammar by yourself. If she hadn't gotten the benefit of baby wearing, she wouldn't have learned it in two years.

　　Because she doesn't like to talk much (Beaver tears: it's because you guys talk too fast, people's brains can't turn around), writing is always accidentally brought out a four different aliases (Beaver tears: that's the simplified Chinese characters, okay, simplified Chinese characters!) Her family knows that she is not well-qualified (Beaver: T_T don't have to say it so directly), and they are very tolerant of her.

　　And so from time to time, this is what happens.

　　The little brother waddled over, "Sister, eat rice cake."

　　The little sister ran over shakily, "Sister, you pick first."

　　The little cousin staggered over, "Sister, who bullied you again?"

　　The eldest cousin rubbed over in a different way, "Sister ...... I was wrong, I'm the stupid girl!"

　　Beaver: T__T This is how kind, how harmonious family ah. Juggling with these little dolls house fighting, lack of morality ah.

　　...... girl, the theme of mansion fighting is never sibling civil unrest, OK?

　　Ahem, too much talk. Back to business.

　　Anyway, for the first lifetime, Beaver is inherently a step behind everyone else because of his language issues.

　　Luckily, she was baby wearing, and gradually the words slipped out, and the words didn't get misspelled so much, and the family finally breathed a collective sigh of relief.

　　-Seems like the kid's just a little dumb, still not disabled.

　　......=__=

　　Then the family started teaching her as a normal child.

　　Born into a family of books, girls are also expected to be well read, and at a young age are required to do the same as boys.

　　The popular genre in this era was ekphrasis, and the popular eloquence was metaphysical talk. To say that a person was talented meant either that he could write or that he could speak.

　　So Beaver began to learn parallelism. After reading countless model essays, the beaver was finally willing to admit that it was she who was stupid - she couldn't write this kind of thing ...... meow, what normal modern person can write an essay that still rhymes neatly throughout the paragons and makes things clear?

　　Fortunately, poetry in this era was not very metrical, and Beaver could more or less make up a few lines.

　　Then there was the Gen Talk - a conversation between Papa and his uncle while Beaver and his younger siblings listened in. Within a few sentences, Beaver fell asleep with his eyes open.

　　It's really too discursive!

　　I'll show you a reference to a metaphysical conversation.

　　"There is nothing that is not the other, and there is nothing that is not the other. Since they are, they are not seen, and since they are known, they are known. Therefore, it is said that he is born out of what is, and what is is also because of what is. It is also said that he is the birth of the square. Although, square birth square death, square death square birth; square can square can not, square can not square can; because it is because it is not, because it is not because it is. It is because the saints do not illuminate the heavens by themselves, and because they are. It is also because it is. It is also because it is. He is also a right and wrong, this is also a right and wrong, and there is a right and wrong, and there is a right and wrong. Is there a right and a wrong, and is there a right and a wrong, and is there a right and a wrong? He is not to get its even, so it is called the road pivot. The pivot is the center of the ring, in order to respond to the infinite. Is also an infinite, not also an infinite. Therefore, it is said: Mo Ruo to Ming."

　　Anyway, Beaver read it once and crashed, so whoever likes to challenge it can do so.

　　Luckily, Beaver is a girl, and her lack of talent in reading and "debating" is not a big deal.

　　Her father and mother didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, the path of a talented woman is not feasible, so let's just learn it step by step.

　　So Beaver started practicing calligraphy and embroidery - she learned with great dedication. Because she felt that having traveled across the world, how could she learn something without wasting it?

　　She doesn't realize ...... she's gone off the rails =__=

　　Girl, you're here to fight, not to study!

　　Calligraphy and embroidery both took a lot of work, and Beaver didn't have the heart to figure out how to defeat her aunt's concubines.

　　--The truth is she doesn't have many aunts and concubines to be belligerent about.

　　Her mother was her father's wife, from a famous family, very respected by the family. The two people are quite like singing and dancing, the family is stored singing and dancing girls. Occasionally, they drank wine and danced together, and when her father looked at the dancers a few more times, her aunt ordered them to put down the hanging scroll to block them.

　　And Papa said, "Open open open, it's not finished dancing."

　　Auntie just laughed, "Just watch pretty much everything, you have to set an example for your kids."