Life simulator, start with a maid

The empress dowager's move was clearly to raise her status.

Feeling a little warm in her heart, Lin Lang looked at the child who had calmed down in her arms, and the broken snow was flying down the corridor, like viburnum flowers rolling up all over the ground.

She said softly, "Since the princess was born in December, why not call her Tu Yue."

Going back from Yubang Palace, I saw a small group sitting on a small stool from a long distance.

The child rested his chin in one hand, his apple-like face was roasted red by the stove in front of him, and the fluffy hood he was wearing fluttered, making the kittens underneath eager to try.

"Qinlu, when will Linlang come back?"

On average, he would ask once a minute. Qin Lu didn't talk much in the first place, but when she met such a young master, she had to answer patiently, "Hurry up."

"You've said that ten times."

Murong Chenyang deliberately shook his head twice, seeing the right moment, he quickly and ruthlessly caught Yuanyangyan.

"It likes me and wants to be hugged by me."

Qinlu:.
When she saw Lin Lang, it was as if she was seeing a savior, and she expressed her intentions concisely, "My lady wants the second prince to learn from you in the future."

Even though this happened in the simulation, Lin Lang still expressed surprise: "Me?"

The third prince will enter the study after his birthday. The Shen family used to be a grand tutor, so they couldn't find any kind of teacher, so why did they find her as a female official?
"Your Majesty has said that although the third prince is smart, if you use your intelligence on the right path, the more clever you are, the better your literary fame will be. If you use your cleverness on an evil path, the more clever you will be, the more ridiculous you will be, and your literary fame will benefit you. So I hope you Can teach the third prince how to behave in the world."

Qin Lu took a look at Murong Chenyang, who was smiling all over his face but was forcing the little mandarin duck down, and his heart grew dark.

Lin Lang taught it for some reason, but she felt terrible no matter how she thought about it.

"Row."

Bisheng Linlang didn't have the slightest self-knowledge.

She can't teach other things, so isn't this okay?
With the addition of Chen Yang, her cram school has officially opened.

Apart from the third prince, third princess, and the newly born fourth princess, in fact she is already half the teacher of these noble princes and daughters.

It's just - it's still short of a name.

In the morning, I have to get up before dawn to deal with the affairs of Shangshi Bureau. In the afternoon, I have to teach the seedlings of the Murong royal family. In the evening, I have to go to Danzhu to report the torture. By the way, I asked her to help deliver a letter.
But even so, Lin Lang still spared a few nights, and stayed up all night because of the winter lethargy, and used the method explored in the simulation to change the number of arrows from six to eight.

Despite her experience, her hands were cut several times by sawdust.

"It would be nice to have a brass head and an iron arm sometime."

Pulling out another wooden thorn from her finger, Lin Lang sighed softly.

555 seemed to pause when he heard her complaint, and then responded.

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"You mean that the rewards in the turntable are all fixed?" Lin Lang caught the key word.

The system obviously didn't want to talk to her anymore.

For some reason, Lin Lang suddenly remembered the skills she had acquired.

At first she didn't understand some things, so she didn't think much about it.

But now that she has used medical skills for so many years, sometimes the more she thinks about it, the more she is wrong. Qiu Bai is considered a rare talent by Doctor Ye, and it took several years to learn it.

No matter how powerful she is, she can achieve great success in just a few months?
Moreover, her thinking and methods of medical skills are too similar to Qiu Bai's.It is obvious that what was stolen in the simulation was someone else's teacher, but it seems that he taught it by hand.
"I always feel like you're hiding something important from me." Lin Lang rubbed her sore temple.

With Murong Linshen's personal permission, she no longer has to hide it, and just let go of her work.Originally, he was eager to try the third improvement, to see if he could fire ten arrows at once.

As a result, the sketch was only halfway through, when Deputy Tang Shang walked in with a pot of pig intestines outside.

"Lin Lang, my father heard that a group of Donglu businessmen came outside the palace recently to sell rare gadgets, so he asked the Queen Mother to go out and have a look. He asked me to ask you if there is anything you want to bring along?"

This room used to be the rest room for the few of them. Now that Lin Lang is Shang Zheng, she still keeps her habit of huddling here.

Deputy Tang Shang is the daughter of the head of the workshop. Although she never said it, she is actually familiar with blueprints.

But she had never understood the drawings drawn by Lin Lang, let alone the strange characters on them that she had never seen before.

"Let Master Tang help you buy a few more knives."

Lin Lang flicked her wrist, lowered her eyes and rolled up the drawing.

"Knife?"

Deputy Tang Shang glanced at her suspiciously, "You need this thing? You can't bring this thing into the palace casually, right?"

You must know that the purchase of knives and the like is strictly registered and controlled.

"Who said I'm going to bring it into the palace?" Lin Lang raised her brows, her expression inexplicably cold and creepy, "I use these knives outside."

Deputy Tang Shang was silent for a while, and rarely asked hesitantly.

"My father shouldn't have offended you, right?"

The cold and snowy weather still does not diminish the prosperity of the capital.

There are many pot shops on both sides of the street, among which there is a small snack shop, with a long queue lined up bustlingly.

Aunt Yao got up early in the morning to clean the tables and chairs, reluctant to wake up her daughter-in-law who hadn't woken up yet.

"Two servings of edamame, put more chili peppers, my daughter likes this one from your house the most."

In front of him was an old man with dirty clothes and gray hair, but he offered an extremely generous piece of silver.

"Okay." The corners of Aunt Yao's eyes and brows were full of hope and happiness for a better life, and the tofu on the iron pan exuded an oily fragrance.

She noticed the old man's big rough hands, and asked casually, "Old man, are you a craftsman? The accent sounds like a person from the capital."

"you do not say."

The other party puffed out his chest proudly, "I've been in this imperial city for decades!"

"That's daring."

Aunt Yao handed him the hot tofu with a polite face but a strange heart.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

When Ji Jingyan came out, he saw that his mother-in-law seemed to be in a daze.

"Yan'er, why are you up? It's so cold and you don't want to sleep for a while?" Aunt Yao is full of love for her daughter-in-law marrying into her family, and she is afraid that she will be wronged.

Ji Jingyan shook his head, "It's okay, mother, what are you looking at?"

"Just now an old man said that he has been a craftsman in the capital for decades." Aunt Yao whispered, "It has been many years since I came to the capital, and I have never heard of such a master craftsman. Yaner, see if you recognize him ?”

Looking in the direction quietly pointed, Ji Jingyan's face suddenly changed when he saw the slightly hunched back figure...