Li stood behind, staying beside the young master without saying a word. When they needed tea and poured tea for them, they were like an invisible person.

She can't play music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In front of the maids of these wealthy families, a woman born to a farmer is far inferior to them. No wonder they are so arrogant.

If you look down on her peasant woman, you will look down on others only if you have the capital!

Tang Shunyan didn't understand chess, but he could play chess easily and casually, and always ate Xiuzhi's chess. Xiuzhi's nervous and embarrassed expression had already been distinguished.

Tang Shunyan's little mind was wondering, amazed, how did Meng Zhaojun learn?

Did she start learning in the womb? If she hadn’t started learning in the womb, then her family would have trained her so well!

"Okay, let's play Go now!" Meng Zhaojun easily ate another chess, and the winner was decided.

"Oh, okay..." Xiuzhi secretly took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on her face. He felt that not only was the sweat on his face, but the clothes on his back were wet, which was caused by nervousness.

Xiuzhi put the chess aside and did not put it in the box. Meng Zhaojun said that she would be even more comparable to the maid Meizhi in a while.

Xiuzhi poured out Go, and the two of them started to kill again...

When playing Go, Meng Zhaojun's speed became faster. She was impatient. Xiuzhi was defeated in just one breath and stood up with trembling hands.

"Do you still want to compete?" Meng Zhaojun looked up at the standing maid Mei Zhi. In fact, he didn't want this maid to waste her time.

The maid Mei Zhi was very tactful, as if she understood what Meng Zhaojun meant from her eyes, and said to Meng Zhaojun: "Miss Meng, your chess skills are superb, Mei Zhi is ashamed of being inferior to her."

After hearing the maid's words, Meng Zhaojun nodded and said to Tang Shunyan:

"Tang Shunyan, do you still need me to compete with your maid? Do you understand?"

Tang Shunyan shook his head and said, "You haven't explained it. I know nothing about it. How can I know what you are playing?"

"Tang Shunyan, didn't you tell your father to find a teacher? Then let the teacher teach you. Now I will paint a portrait for you. This is also a painting for you, and it is also a painting in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for you."

Meng Zhaojun did not have the patience of being a teacher, and it was almost the same to show off in front of this little kid.

Tang Shunyan nodded and asked his maid Mei Zhi to find the drawing paper in the study, and also the brush and ink.

His study room has everything, and his family prepared everything for him very well, and he has already prepared it.

He can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Judging from his young age, he cannot put too much pressure on him. It will be a matter of time before he can learn these things.

The elders of the Tang family did not expect that the things prepared for Tang Shunyan would come in handy so quickly.

Meng Zhaojun glanced at the pen and ink drawing paper found by the maid Meizhi for him. This kind of paper is pretty good. This is a lot of money to learn from a little kid. Let a little kid practice, and practice with such good paper.

,   It's really a waste.

It turns out that she is a rich man, but she likes to draw on good paper. The pen she saw is also very good, it is a top-notch brush.

Meng Zhaojun learned ink painting in his previous life, but he still knew a little about Chinese painting. He was reborn in ancient times and had practiced it in recent years. Although he was not very skilled, he was more than enough to present his talents to Tang Shunyan, a little kid.

"Tang Shunyan, please sit and don't move, I'll draw a portrait for you."

"Oh, paint!" Tang Shunyan sat obediently and let Meng Zhaojun draw him.

Seeing Meng Zhaojun holding the pen and seeing Meng Zhaojun's strong performance before, he did not question Meng Zhaojun's ability to draw.

Instead, he felt a little excited and wanted Meng Zhaojun to draw him, and then he could give his own portrait to the young sister of the wet nurse's house.

From now on, the little sister of the wet nurse's house did not see him often, and the portrait was like seeing someone.

Meng Zhaojun is concentrating on painting. She didn’t know that Tang Shunyan had such thoughts. If she knew, would she be so hard to paint?

Maybe you'll be very angry!

Meng Zhaojun was very focused on painting. She was painting. She walked into a maid Jufeng from outside. He served the order of the young grandma to invite Tang Shunyan and Meng Zhaojun to the young grandma's living room for dinner.

But when he saw Meng Zhaojun drawing attentively, he also saw the young master in the portrait. He looked so like this, and did not dare to disturb him. He was waiting silently.

Tang Shunyan sat for a long time and twisted his body, feeling tired of sitting on his butt.

"Tang Shunyan, don't move, it's not good to move the painting."

Meng Zhaojun spoke to Tang Shunyan in a stern tone.

"oh……"

Tang Shunyan could only obediently continue to sit still, but he did not move and his stomach began to move.

"Guru"

Everyone heard someone's stomach rumbling, they looked at me, I looked at you.

Tang Shunyan's face turned red immediately. When Meng Zhaojun was in front of him, he would scream in hunger and feel embarrassed.

Meng Zhaojun was not hungry. She only came after breakfast at home in the morning. She ate so many pastries in the young lady's yard, drank so much tea, and added honey.

My stomach felt saturated and I didn’t feel hungry at all. I didn’t sleep well last night. I felt that after drinking tea and eating snacks, I was more energetic and didn’t feel sleepy at all.

"alright……"

Meng Zhaojun finally drew a relatively simple portrait of Tang Shunyan, without drawing the scenery or the lower body. He thought it would be enough to draw only the upper body, and he spent more time on drawing the lower body.

It is not possible to paint avatars, but it is better to draw avatars, after all, it is just ink painting.

"Show me..." Tang Shunyan picked up the drawn paper.

"Slowly, the ink has not dried yet, don't move it, otherwise I will waste my skills."

Meng Zhaojun stopped Tang Shunyan.

After hearing this, Tang Shunyan could only look at his hands with his eyes and not move.

"Young Master, Miss Meng, I am here to invite you to dinner at the order of the eldest grandmother." Jufeng felt that it was a chance to speak and said to the two children.

"Well, let's go! If Tang Shunyan has time to play the piano for you in the afternoon, if you can't, then next time, there will always be a chance."

Meng Zhaojun originally thought she wanted to play the piano, but now she was about to take a break when she was about to have dinner.

Tang Shunyan nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to have a meal first."

Meng Zhaojun nodded and walked in front. She also brought a maid from Meng's mansion to follow her. The lady's performance was so powerful just now, she felt proud. It was a sense of honor to be with such a talented lady. In terms of expression

The pride cannot be concealed.

Tang Shunyan walked out of the room and looked back at the painting, and said to the maid Mei Zhi behind him: "Stay here and put away the portrait when it's done."

"Yes, young master." The maid Meizhi was assigned a heavy responsibility and could only stay in the study obediently.

Meng Zhaojun also heard it and looked back at Tang Shunyan. Unexpectedly, this little boy paid so much attention to the portrait she painted, and he was thinking happily in his heart.
Chapter completed!