The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 239 The Daily Life of Social People
After the meeting in the morning, Ning Yueyao said that she had a headache and wanted to go back to Yushengju to rest. Before leaving, she glanced at Li Zhao and hoped that he would go to comfort her, but Li Zhao was called to the study by His Royal Highness King Su.

Song Qingyue went back to her Wufangzhai for breakfast.

"Mommy, go and help me call Little Eunuch Qin, I have something to ask him."

After a while, Qin Jifu came, bowed and said, "Shi Zifei, are you calling me?"

"Little Eunuch Qin! Long time no see, come and sit down!"

Mo Lan immediately brought an embroidered pier, but Qin Jifu didn't even dare to say anything, and only managed to sit on one-third of his buttocks after repeated greetings from Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue glanced at him, and she didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Eunuch Qin seemed to be less casual and more respectful than when he was facing her before, and of course, he was also less intimate.

Could it be that Lin Wanfu's punishment affected him?But this is also a helpless thing, sometimes it is difficult to have both intimacy and respect.

"I came here to ask you about our third wife, Miss Guo Ba." Song Qingyue said straight to the point.

Eunuch Xiao Qin understood, and replied: "When our third wife was still in her boudoir, she did often come to the palace to play. She and our young lady in the palace are handkerchiefs. But what specific things do you want to inquire about?"

Song Qingyue stuffed a crystal shrimp dumpling into her mouth and said, "You can say whatever you want."

She looked at him with an easygoing smile.

Little Eunuch Qin laughed, but his palms were secretly sweating. Sometimes the concubine's temperament is really elusive. He thought about it, and said very cautiously: "The Guo family and the Zhuang family are family friends. , the current old lady of Anyang Bofu is surnamed Zhuang. This Miss Guo and our third son are considered childhood sweethearts. I am not very familiar with our prince. One is that there is a big difference in age, and the other is that our prince is also busy. , When I first returned to the capital, I basically stayed in the barracks."

Song Qingyue nodded, as if she didn't care much about this, casually stuffed another very small crab powder siu mai into her mouth, and said, "Go on."

Little Qin Eunuch thought for a while, and then said cautiously: "I don't know the specific details, they are all hearsay, Shi Zifei, just listen to it."

"Speak." Song Qingyue smiled, "You will be rewarded for your good words."

Little Qin Gonggong said: "It's like this. Originally, when everyone was in their boudoirs, Concubine Ning was a very outstanding one." Speaking of this, he paused, observing Song Qingyue's expression.

Song Qingyue nodded and said: "I heard that Concubine Ning is good at playing polo and chess, she has a noble status, she is beautiful, and she has a high temperament. She is an outstanding one, otherwise how can she be worthy of our son?"

Eunuch Little Qin immediately said: "That's it, you just need to understand! I heard that Concubine Ning and Miss Guo were not close at that time..."

"Is it because of any festivals between Zhenbeihou's Mansion and Anyang Bo's Mansion?"

Little Qin Eunuch laughed again: "There is no dispute between the two governments. If there is, it is just a little dissatisfaction between the generals. At the beginning, they were all heroes who followed the Taizu to conquer the world. Who is better than whom? Although the previous two generations of Uncle Anyang's Mansion did not produce any generals with any great abilities, there are quite a few promising generals in this generation. And what's more... In fact, Concubine Ning seems to be the same as those of the big girls in our mansion. The relationship between handkerchiefs and handkerchiefs is very ordinary.”

"Because everyone doesn't like it? Or is it because our eldest girl is a concubine?"

Little Eunuch Qin said vaguely, "Probably a little..."

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she understood why Ning Yueyao hated herself so much, she sighed lightly, and asked again: "Except for looking down on our third wife, Concubine Ning, hasn't she done anything else? ?”

Little Eunuch Qin said ah, hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said truthfully: "You have to ask me, Master Ji, about this. I was too young at that time, and I hadn't entered the mansion yet."

"Sure, then go and inquire about it, and come and tell me when you've inquired. I'll save the reward for you first." Song Qingyue laughed.

Qin Jifu didn't dare to say anything, he laughed and left.

Song Qingyue spent the whole day lying on the soft couch by the window to catch up on sleep. When the sun was setting in the west, Li Zhao came back and found that she had not had lunch and slept until this hour, so she got angry at Nanny Bai and Mo Zhu .

"Knowing that the concubine is weak, but you didn't call her to get up! I think all of you are used to the concubine! You all regard yourself as the master. Get out if you don't know how to serve..."

Li Zhao usually doesn't talk much, but this is the first time he has spoken so much to his servants because of cursing.

Bai Momo's face turned red and white, with a look of shame, Mo Zhu, Mo Mei, Mo Lan and the others were trained to look at Song Qingyue with tears in their eyes.

Song Qingyue yelled sharply: "Li Dalang!"

Hearing this address, Li Zhao felt his scalp tense, turned his head quickly, and saw Song Qingyue staring coldly into his eyes, and suddenly lost his temper.

"Yue'er..." He was a little wronged, the lady has been so fierce to him recently.

"Okay! I'll deduct their monthly bills, okay? Don't get angry. I didn't want to get up. I'm not feeling well."

"Everyone go out, have dinner earlier today." Li Zhao said.

The servants in the room retreated completely, Li Zhao hugged Song Qingyue into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said with compassion: "It's not my husband's fault, it's all my husband's fault."

Song Qingyue rolled her eyes silently, and complained in her heart: You just need to know the fuck!

She wanted to say a few words to tell him to go down the steps, but when the words came to her lips, they turned around and were swallowed back by her.

Say what?

Say you don't blame him?

Shit!

She blames him!She blames him!

It's all his fault!

Seeing her being hugged softly by him, Li Zhao knew that she was still blaming him in her heart, so he sighed softly, kissed her temples and said, "Let's go, let's have dinner, and drink if you don't have an appetite." Order porridge, you can’t stop eating if you feel uncomfortable.”

Later, Li Zhao sent Qin Jifu to Song Qingyue's side.

"If Shi Zifei doesn't eat well, you can figure it out."

Little Eunuch Qin swallowed a mouthful of saliva against his master's great sense of oppression, and felt his neck was chilly. His big head was really in danger, but His Highness himself who obviously made the imperial concubine unhappy!

Little Eunuch Qin pursed his lips, a little aggrieved, and was glared at by his master Lin Wanfu.

Song Qingyue spent two days at home sleeping, eating, eating and recuperating, and then went to Dali Temple to report.

Speaking of which, she is not a conscientious concubine at all. She did not participate in the third brother's wedding and the preparations for the fourth brother's wedding. On the contrary, it was Ning Yueyao who was busy with the concubine Xiao Ning's side. .

The most well-informed person on the East Road is Ji Quanfu, probably Little Eunuch Qin went to inquire about it, so Eunuch Ji personally sent the news, saying that Ning Yueyao was indeed very strong since she was a child, and of course, she was also very jealous.

When she went to school in Wangfu, she always took the first place. She would lose her temper if she didn't take the first place in the exams or articles. She even smashed Guo Yuner's inkstone on purpose because Guo Yuner took the first place.

That inkstone was a birthday gift from Uncle Guo to Guo Yuner. It was a top-quality clay inkstone. She had used it for several years since Kaimeng. Afterwards, although Ning Yueyao paid Guo Yuner for a more expensive one, the meaning was different after all.

Eunuch Ji also said that what can be found is the matter of the inkstone, as for other small things that cannot be found in private, it is probably indispensable.

Song Qingyue entrusted Nanny Bai to deliver the silver reward that Eunuch Qin had promised, and gave another piece to Eunuch Ji, sighing inwardly, Ning Yueyao's temper was really similar to that of a friend she used to have.

In Song Qingyue's previous life, when she was in high school, she would enter the provincial recruitment class of key high schools, and there was no one in the class who was not good.

At that time, she had a very good friend, who was beautiful, had good family conditions, was also very smart and worked hard, and was the deputy class monitor and the math class representative.

For a while, Song Qingyue found that her math homework often disappeared after she handed it in. She clearly handed it in, but the teacher said she didn't see it.

It was only later that my friend who was the representative of the mathematics class threw her homework into the trash can because she hated her twice in the monthly exam.

Some people are like this, they are fine with everything, but they are very jealous and don't allow others to go past her a little bit.

Song Qingyue really had no choice but to be more careful with people like Ning Yueyao.

~

Song Qingyue is very popular in Dali Temple, because she brings a lot of snacks every time she goes to class, and she brings a lot of them every time, and often distributes them to painters who come to learn painting or officials who pass by.

Everyone has never seen such a royal relative as her.

Now even Jiang Yuanchao would come over from time to time to have a look, and take two pieces of snacks to go.

The dim sum chefs in Su Wang's Mansion were specially invited from Jiangnan and Lingnan.

Once it was time for get out of class to end, and the servants were packing up their things and preparing to go back to the palace. Song Qingyue began to distribute snacks again. A painter from the punishment department said very embarrassedly: "Concubine Shizi, you are too polite. He gave us another class. Bringing some snacks here will make us feel really sorry!"

"Yes, yes, we want to give you some presents, but we are so shy that we probably won't be able to find one that will appeal to you." Another painter echoed.

Song Qingyue gnawed on melon seeds and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, everyone can eat with peace of mind, wouldn't it be boring to enjoy delicious food by myself?"

Before the sun set that day, Jiang Yuanchao delivered a parcel to his sister-in-law for his wife.

Seeing that she was sharing food again, this time it was shredded grilled squid sent from the south, wrapped in kraft paper, one package per person.This thing is very common in the south, but it becomes a rare thing in the north.

Jiang Yuanchao said to her: "You should bring less in the future. They are all petty officials of the Six Sects. How can they keep your rewards without names and titles over and over again? It will make them feel uneasy."

"Reward?" Song Qingyue frowned. How could it be a reward?Isn't it a daily routine of a social person to share snacks with colleagues at work?

She rolled her eyes at Jiang Yuanchao, and said: "I see you are very diligent every time you come here to eat and drink, brother-in-law, why don't you feel uneasy?"

Cough!

Jiang Yuanchao said with a serious face: "The cooks in the palace are good at making dim sum. Your second sister loves it, and so does your niece."

niece?
Song Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Jiang Yuanchao said it was sister Hui's son, the one born to his ex-wife, well, that was also her sister's daughter, so she could barely be regarded as her niece.

She smiled and said, "Brother-in-law told me earlier! What's her favorite food? I'll just bring more next time."

"Thank you so much, she likes to eat, that... pineapple cake, jasmine mochi cake, and what's called plum butterfly cake." Jiang Yuanchao said a little uncomfortably.

"Okay! Another day, I'll send someone directly to the Eldest Princess Mansion, and ask Her Highness the Eldest Princess to try it too." Song Qingyue laughed.

This day Li Zhao went to pick her up again, and when he came, he saw Song Qingyue talking to Jiang Yuanchao with a smile, and his heart immediately felt sour. The lady was polite to everyone and greeted everyone with a smile, but she was fierce to herself , She hasn't smiled at herself like this for a long time!

On the way back, Li Zhao suddenly asked: "I see that the place in the yamen is small, why don't you go to my other courtyard. You teach them there, the place is big, and the people who serve you are more considerate."

Song Qingyue glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Your Highness, just watch the arrangement, I can do it."

With this lukewarm, obedient and obedient demeanor again, Li Zhao felt stuck in his heart, unable to get up or down.

He also knew that he had done something wrong, but it has been so long, why can't this matter be turned over?Why is this woman so stubborn?But he couldn't think of any way to make her forgive him.

"How about going to Heming Tower for dinner?" Li Zhaoqiang suppressed his anger and continued to suggest in a gentle tone.

Song Qingyue nodded casually: "Anything is fine. I'll sleep for a while, and call me when I arrive."

She leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed her eyes and rested her mind. Li Zhao pulled her over, leaned into his arms, rubbed her shoulders and neck for her and asked, "Drawing with charcoal is so exhausting?"

"Try it yourself and you'll know."

Because sketching emphasizes reality, it needs to be extra precise in proportion and light and shade.If you want to grasp the various proportions and the relationship between light and dark, you need to use your brain to analyze and find the logical relationship between the various surfaces. It is really not as easy as doing difficult math problems.

The most cheating thing is that they don't have any erasers to use yet!
You can only make do with white flour steamed buns and scraping slices.

If the painting is too bad, it can only be repainted, so every stroke must be cautious.

In her previous life, the opportunity for Song Qingyue to learn sketching was a bit funny. Her grandfather was a former professor of oil painting at Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts.One day during the middle and summer vacation of junior high school, Song Qingyue, who had no summer homework, was lying on the sofa blowing on the air conditioner, eating potato chips and watching TV dramas, having a good time, while the old man was flipping through a crash course on painting bought from a bookstore. Just a whim, I want to see if teaching a person to draw can be done quickly - the old man wants to use Song Qingyue as an experiment to see how far a person's limit can go.

So he opened his mouth and asked Song Qingyue: "Yueyue, would you like to learn painting from grandpa?"

Song Qingyue, who was eating potato chips, didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at the time, so she agreed casually: "Okay, let's learn."

In a word, it started her whole hellish summer vacation.

Every day since then, I will be woken up by the old man at seven o'clock in the morning, first forcing her to write down the musculoskeletal structure, recite the relationship between light and shade under various light source positions, various perspective skills, and finally start to draw various bottles and cans. From a few to a dozen.In this way, I crazily draw all kinds of bottles and jars every day, starting at 20 o'clock in the morning, and after I finish one painting, my grandfather changes another one, and then I continue to paint after I change it, and I don't end until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night every day.After drawing like crazy for [-] days, the old man moved out his plaster statue.

In this way, every winter and summer vacation, I have to spend two weeks to be trained by the old man's devil.But it was done quickly, which made her theoretical knowledge very solid, but her hands-on skills were far behind those of the students in the majors.

Today's Song Qingyue is the same, no matter how wonderful her theory is, the accuracy after she starts is not as good as those old painters.

It's okay to use theory to bluff people at first, but after a long time, I know that she is only an amateur.Compared with realistic sketches, Song Qingyue actually prefers comics, the main reason is that she was forced too hard by her old man back then.

~
The carriage wobbled along the road, and arrived at the Heming Tower in a short time.This restaurant can also be regarded as the leading restaurant in the capital. The owner is today, and the building is built by the Ministry of Industry, and the income goes into the pocket of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The latest fashion trend in Beijing is tomatoes!

This trend was first driven by Liuquanju, because Song Qingyue's Zhuangzi planted this, and it was a bumper harvest season recently.

Since I discovered the deliciousness of this sweet and sour red fruit, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stewed lamb with tomatoes, cold tomatoes, stewed shrimp with tofu with tomatoes, tomato spinach egg soup... all kinds of new tomato dishes emerge in endlessly.

Su Wang and Li Zhao love to eat, and there are tomatoes almost every meal in the palace recently.

The main signature dish of Liuquanju this season is stewed mutton with tomatoes.

Naturally, Heminglou is not far behind, and grandly launched the Fried Chicken Nuggets with Potato Chips and Tomato Sauce.

Of course, the tomato sauce was imported from Song Qingyue's Xianyuezhuang, which was the main new product promoted by her Zhuangzi this year.

Song Qingyue felt very sad. Occasionally, when she went to a restaurant outside the residence, and came to such a high-end and luxurious restaurant for a meal, Li Zhao actually ordered fried chicken nuggets and fried potato chips...

Gee!
So she ordered a few more traditional kung fu dishes, and the two of them ate their own dishes, which made Li Zhaohao feel depressed.

He didn't feel that Song Qingyue simply didn't like the dishes he ordered, he just felt that Song Qingyue was angry with him.

It was Song Qingyue's safe period at the beginning of the month again, so on the way back to the house, Li Zhao didn't suppress her anger, and directly taught Song Qingyue a lesson in the carriage.

Song Qingyue didn't understand why he went crazy and did this kind of thing on the carriage, she was so angry that she opened her mouth and bit his little arm fiercely, leaving deep blood marks, and even gave Li Zhao's jaw Scratching flowers...

Early the next morning, when Li Zhao went to the martial arts field with his daughter-in-law's paw prints on his face, all the guards were blushing. Twitching non-stop, wanting to laugh but desperately holding back.

"Laughing?" Li Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"No! I feel that your Highness, even if your face is scratched, you are still the most handsome man in our capital." Wan Quan flattered him solemnly.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhao took it seriously, raised his chin, puffed out his chest, and looked like an old man who was the most beautiful boy in the city.

He remembered the painting that Song Qingyue gave him as a birthday present.Then on the top of the painting, isn't his face covered with injuries?

Maybe his wife loves this?

He himself felt strangely handsome.

snort!
(End of this chapter)