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

Chapter 274

On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, someone came from King Su to inform him that Duke Jing had already dispatched troops to the capital, and asked Song Qingyue to transfer all the things he wanted to take away before the fifth day of the first lunar month. There was no one to meet her, so she has been busy preparing to escape recently.

Song Qingyue naturally thought that the large box of math textbooks, exercise sets, and science textbooks, experiment notes, and experiment reports that she had spent a lot of time writing should be removed first.

Those exercise books and teaching materials were accumulated bit by bit by her over ten years off and on while teaching the maids while she was in Lingnan.

At that time, she had just passed through, and it was the time when the memories of her previous life were the most vivid, and she had no mobile phone, no TV, and no Internet access. She was still not used to it, and she was extremely boring all day long. At that time, she just relied on these to pass the time.

Some formulas were forgotten or not remembered clearly, and she deduced them all by herself from the beginning.

The exercise set is the crystallization of her painstaking efforts. There are so many exercises that require her to write them out word by word.

If those things are gone, ask her to do it all over again, whether she has the ability not to say it, but she may not have the energy to do it all over again.

After the big box of her "writings" was transported away, Song Qingyue patted her head and thought about it for a long time, and felt that there was nothing she needed to take away.

Precious stones, clothing, money, all of those things suddenly didn't seem so important to her.

She thought of those experts and scholars who had seen on the news that their lives were very simple.

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While sorting out the account books and bank notes, Song Qingyue was thinking wildly in her heart. Her current spiritual world is already in that state, is it true?

I don't know if people in this world can call me a "national scholar" after I die.

Well, it's not easy for those sour literati to bow their heads to a little girl like her!
But thinking about it, I feel very happy and happy!

After thinking about it for more than ten days, she finally picked out a few gifts from Li Zhao and took them with her. The rest that worried her the most were the maids, little beggars she personally taught, and the others. There are people who do things for her.

So taking advantage of the new year, when schools were on holiday, bathhouses were closed, and shops were closed, they secretly sent groups of those people to Dengzhou, Shandong in advance, and went to sea from Dengzhou to hide for a while.

On New Year's Eve, Mo Yun, Mo Xiang, Nanny Bai, and shopkeeper Liu had all left, and Song Qingyue sat quietly at the door of her room, sewing underwear for Li Zhao in the bright snowy night and the firelight. , along with grilled corn and sweet potatoes.

Chang Huiying and the others asked her to have a New Year's Eve dinner with her, but Song Qingyue refused because she was unwell.

Xie Shi took the guards and escorted the maidservants, some of the dowry and finances away, leaving Song Qingyue with only fifteen hidden guards, including Zeng Maozhi and Xiong Daneng.

Zeng Maozhi was afraid that she would catch the cold, so he said: "Concubine Shizi, don't leave the door again, go back to the room."

"It's stuffy in the room." Song Qingyue said.

Feeling that she was not in a good mood, Zeng Maozhi softened his voice and said, "Concubine Shizi, are you scared?"

Song Qingyue exhaled soundlessly, and the white mist dispersed under the moonlight. She lowered her head and said softly, "I'm a little scared."

"Don't be afraid, we brothers will risk our lives to keep you safe."

Song Qingyue suddenly raised her head, smiled at Zeng Maozhi, and said, "I still can't recognize all the faces of your brothers, come out, let me get to know them all, and know their names."

Zeng Maozhi hesitated for a moment, nodded, whistled, and called all the guards on the roof, on the beams, on the trees, and in the firewood pile to come out.

Report the names one by one, and ask the concubine Shizi to get to know each other.

Song Qingyue smiled and handed them the roasted corn and sweet potatoes.

"It's Chinese New Year today, let's all go into the house to keep warm."

Everyone was happily nibbling on the corn, and Song Qingyue suddenly patted his head and said, "It's over!"

All the dark guards were taken aback for a moment, and everyone's expressions became ugly.

At this juncture, nothing can go wrong in any link!

"Prince Princess, what's the matter? Don't scare us."

"Tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, the palace will send someone over, right? Last year, because His Majesty was ill, they forgot about us. If we come this year, I don't have a maid by my side. How can I explain it?"

Zeng Maozhi frowned and thought, Xiong Daneng reacted quickly, and immediately suggested: "Why don't you find a girl who is close to you and pretend to be?" He pointed to the courtyard next door.

Song Qingyue shook her head, rebellion was too dangerous, she didn't want to drag others down, she held a needle and thread in her hand, raised her head, looked at Xiong Daneng carefully, laughed, and asked, "Daneng, have you ever dressed up as a woman?"

Xiong Daneng: ... (O_O;)
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Song Qingyue got up early to help Xiong Daneng comb his hair and dress up.

This young man is actually quite handsome when you look closely, and his figure is also thin. You can't tell that he actually has eight-pack abs without taking off his clothes.

These dozen or so hidden guards are all of this type. They are thin and lean, and they look thin, but in fact they are all muscles except for the bones. can't remember.

Xiong Daneng was wearing women's clothes, and walked out from behind the screen awkwardly.

Song Qingyue waved to him, and told him to come over and stand in front of the dressing table: "For work! You are a secret guard, and you don't know how to dress up as a woman! Really..." She shook her head with a look of disgust.

Xiong Daneng blinked his innocent eyes and looked at his boss: "Boss, to be a secret guard, must you know how to dress as a woman?"

Zeng Maozhi coughed and coughed twice, and said nonsense to help the imperial concubine solemnly: "When doing tasks occasionally, it is also necessary to dress up as a woman."

"Did you hear that? This is a necessary skill for a dark guard!" Song Qingyue pushed him on the chair, holding two cotton threads in his hands, and wanted to pluck the poor child's face hair.

After nearly an hour of tossing, Xiong Daneng finally changed from an ordinary spirited guy to a delicate little beauty.

Song Qingyue admired her masterpiece with a smile, and felt that her makeup technique was quite good. Just kidding, someone who has practiced sketching must be good at makeup!

The moment Xiong Daneng raised his head, the one hiding on the beam almost fell down in shock.

Is this still Xiong Daneng?
It's too pretty, right?

From then on, Song Qingyue opened a strange door to the dozen or so hidden guards, and everyone's eyes on Xiong Daneng gradually became strange...

Zeng Maozhi looked at his younger brother's face, his ears blushed unconsciously, and stammered: "Shi Zifei, this is too beautiful. No, we are in the temple. You don't wear makeup yourself, but the maid is dressed up in such a gorgeous way." Yes, there are some unreasonable things!"

Ah, forgot.

Song Qingyue supported her forehead, halfway through her dressing up, she was dressing up this little brother just for fun, and forgot to deal with the servants from the palace.

Xiong Daneng looked at Song Qingyue with a guilty look very suspiciously.

"Just wipe off the lipstick and rouge." Song Qingyue blinked her big innocent eyes.

Everyone waited eagerly for the servant from the palace to come to offer the sesame oil money, but no one came when it was dark.

After the New Year's Eve palace banquet, the emperor fell down again. The atmosphere in the palace is tense now, everyone is in danger, and everyone with a bit of status wants to get more things.

The offering to Baoen Temple last year was directly corrupted by the eunuch Ji, the supervisor of the Jingu Temple. There is Song Qingyue's money in Baoen Temple to support everyone. Jingxuan is ill again, so no one goes to the palace to ask for it. This year, eunuch Ji Get greedy, and there will be no pressure.

That's more than 500 taels of silver, plus [-] bolts of cotton cloth, [-] shi of rice noodles, and some high-quality sandalwood, medicinal materials, dry goods and so on.So many things, don't want them for nothing.

After the emperor fell ill on New Year's Eve, he could barely get up to deal with government affairs until the third year of junior high.

Feeling that his time was approaching, the emperor directly ordered the cabinet to draft an edict to restore the eldest prince as the crown prince.

The news got out somehow, causing an uproar among the people in Beijing.

Officials from Jing Guogong's faction took the lead in organizing a meeting of Confucian scholars from Guozijian, calling for everyone to write a letter against the re-appointment of the eldest prince as the prince.

The first prince Li Chi's reputation among the people has long been ruined.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, 20 Confucian scholars and more than [-] censors went to the Meridian Gate to go on a hunger strike and sit in meditation to oppose the emperor's will to restore the eldest prince as the crown prince.

The cabinet was full of quarrels over this, and Song Jianming, who had been pretending to be a quail for more than a year, suddenly went all out and strongly opposed the eldest prince's restoration of the crown prince.

Yan Shoufu looked at An sitting in the grand teacher's chair, but his hands hidden in the sleeves couldn't stop trembling slightly.He suddenly discovered that among the nine cabinet ministers, apart from himself, only two supported Li Chi's restoration as the crown prince because of his status as the eldest son. For the rest, Song Jianming was firmly on King Su's side. Wu Kangru bit the bullet and joined Song Jianming to stand as King Su, and the other four were unwilling to make a clear statement.

Hearing that Chen Yuliang, the heir of Duke Jing, had raised troops in Zhejiang, his speeches denouncing the deposed prince Li Chi spread among the people.

What if, what if, the Duke of Jing is established?
Wouldn't they be punished for expressing their views?
At this time, Li Chi, the deposed prince who had seen the official statement of King Jing, was already in a panic and didn't know what to do, but his former favorite third son suddenly offered him a plan: "Father, don't worry, once you come, Hurry up and go to the palace, plead guilty to the emperor first, and divorce Dou Liangdi, you can't be blamed for what the Dou family did!"

The eldest son of the emperor, Li Chi, nodded frequently. Anyway, this is not the first time he has done this. Didn't he just divorce the third son's biological mother, Wu Liangdi? Anyway, it was indeed the dirty work of Dou Liangdi's natal family. How could those unruly people do it? Is it his fault?

It just doesn't make sense!
That woman should rest!
No, damn that woman!
Seeing his father nodding, the third son continued, "Secondly, my son has got some news, which may divert the attention of the people in the capital. At least he is called Concubine Chen, and Fifth Uncle and Ninth Uncle are at their wits end!"

He leaned in front of Li Chi and whispered a few words, Li Chi said in surprise: "Really? How do you know?"

"The news from the Feng family said that the emperor's grandfather had been sending people to monitor Yu Wang's mansion and Xin Wang's mansion, and he discovered it by chance. But this matter is too nasty, it hinders the royal family's face, and His Majesty is ill again. Commander My lord has never dared to tell His Majesty. But at this juncture, how can you take care of so much! You go to the palace quickly, and tell Grandpa Huang about your crimes. By the way, Grandpa Huang will definitely make arrangements of."

Li Chi thought for a while, and asked again: "Who in the Feng family gave you the news?"

"Feng Si! My son has always had a good relationship with him. When we were drinking together a few days ago, Feng Si accidentally slipped the tongue when he was drunk. Anyway, there is a reason for this! You trust your son!"

Li Chi swallowed, sighed, nodded as if making up his mind, and said, "Okay! This king will enter the palace now. If we survive the disaster this time, father will definitely count on you!"

"Yes, this is what a son should do!" The third son cheered up.

(End of this chapter)