A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 36 Academy
  Later, Jiang Fenghua found out that the woman who came to Zhuangzi that day was Jiang Fengqing, the second daughter of Jiang Yan, the imperial minister of Xuan Zhengzhong. She and Nangong Zhuo, the second prince of the dynasty, came to inspect their estate. At the same time, Jiang Fenghua also learned that the eldest lady was The second daughter of her biological father's uncle.

Seeing Jiang Fengqing's elegant and calm posture, bossing around her servants, Jiang Fenghua was going crazy with jealousy. She was also the daughter of the Jiang family, how could she, Jiang Fengqing, be so high and mighty, and even have to be accompanied by Prince Rong when inspecting a poor village? Riding the horse for her.

And what do you have around you? There was just a poor scholar hanging around her, and she was tired of looking at it.

Seeing her daughter's shy appearance, Shang Meiyun's arrogance subsided a little. She stood up, walked to Jiang Fenghua, and patted her on the shoulder.

"If you really want to marry Prince Rong, just practicing calligraphy in Cuifengyuan is of no use. Your opponent is Jiang Fengqing. She is better than you in terms of family and appearance. But she also studied a few times in the academy. Years ago, he still looks stupid, his personality is as domineering and arrogant as ever, and he has no etiquette at all. I don't believe that the handsome Prince Rong would fall in love with a woman like Jiang Fengqing."

Speaking of Jiang Fengqing, her words were full of ridicule, and then she told Jiang Fenghua: "In the future, you should be gentler in your actions and more dignified in your behavior, and you will gradually become a real lady from aristocratic families. And you are not bad looking. You follow Jiang Fengqing every day." If you hang around and become her sister, Prince Narong will naturally notice you. I don't believe there is such an infatuated person in the world who can only love one woman in his life. As long as he has you in his eyes, you will have won half the battle. "

"But now I can't even enter the academy, so how can I stay with Jiang Fengqing and be her sister?" Jiang Fenghua complained distressedly.

Shang Meiyun smiled mysteriously and said, "Mom herself has a way."

Then he leaned into Jiang Fenghua's ear and said a few words, then turned around and sat back on the couch, continuing to peel lychees.

"Is this possible?" Jiang Fenghua's eyes brightened and she looked at her mother happily.

"Everyone in the world loves those who are diligent and studious. What's more, you are a woman. If you can pursue knowledge like this, I guess Hanchen Academy will not turn you away."

Shang Meiyun also showed a determined smile on his face and raised his chin, "As the saying goes, the first to get the moon is the one who gets closer to the water. As long as you can talk to Prince Rong, there will be a lot of things you can control in the future."

Her thoughts flowed and she looked at Jiang Fenghua calmly. Her daughter was good-looking and not stupid. She was just a little younger and had never experienced love. Naturally, she would not make men admire her for her abilities.

She said seriously: "But you can't just think about dealing with Jiang Fengqing. Whether you can successfully marry into Prince Rong's palace in the future depends on Prince Rong's attitude towards you."

"Since you fell behind on some homework before, when you enter the academy, you have to study harder, get along well with the noble children, and strive to integrate into the aristocratic circles of Lin'an City. The people around you determine your vision. Vision determines your pattern, and pattern determines how high you can stand, do you understand?"

Jiang Fenghua nodded obediently.

On the other side of Yunjin Garden, Mrs. Jiang received the news that Jiang Fengqing was coming tonight. She was excited and at a loss. Under the guidance of the maid, she quickly put all the food in the yard on the table and carefully arranged the plates, for fear of cooking. I made a mistake and made my daughter unhappy.

Jiang Fengqing lifted the door curtain and just walked into the house when she saw her mother being so cautious. She was slightly startled, and a sense of sourness came to her heart. How bad was her attitude towards her mother in her previous life, which caused her mother to be so cautious? ?

She raised her head and blinked her sour and red eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered in a choked voice: "Mother..."

Mrs. Jiang's hands trembled, and she quickly wiped her tear-filled eyes with her sleeves. She turned back and smiled gently at Jiang Fengqing, "Fengqing, are you here?"

Jiang Fengqing stepped forward quickly, hugged her mother directly, buried her head on Mrs. Jiang's chest, quietly felt the maternal love for a while, and said in a low voice: "Mother, I miss you."

Mrs. Jiang couldn't help being stunned, with shock and joy in her eyes. She put her hand on the back of Jiang Fengqing's head, gently helped her smooth her long hair, and said softly: "My daughter has finally grown up and understands I feel sorry for my mother. A few days ago, you asked Xiaoying to bring the traditional Chinese medicine to my mother. She drank a few doses and she felt very good."

"That's right." Jiang Fengqing reluctantly stood up from Mrs. Jiang's arms. The two naturally sat on the edge of the bed and chatted about home affairs.

Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Fengqing's scar that had not yet healed with distress, and asked distressedly: "Why hasn't the scar on this neck healed yet? Have you gone to a medical clinic to see it?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Fengqing quickly took out the Ziyun ointment that was used to blackmail Nangong Jing that day, and handed it to her mother. The wound was on her neck. It was inconvenient for her to apply the ointment herself, so she coquettishly asked her mother to apply it for her.

Mrs. Jiang was already overjoyed when she saw Jiang Fengqing, but how could she resist her daughter's gentle rubbing like twisted sesame candy? She quickly took the ointment and applied it on her neck very carefully.

While taking the medicine, she asked: "Fengqing, mother heard that you asked Zhao Wantang for some money..." Mrs. Jiang's gentle voice unknowingly healed Jiang Fengqing's heart. She hesitated and said: " Mom has also saved some money over the years, if Feng Qing wants to use it, she can take it all."

Jiang Fengqing was stunned. She didn't expect her mother to be so kind to her. She often caused trouble for her in her previous life. "No, mother, I just spread rumors recently when I saw Aunt Zhao dressed like that. It's just not pleasing to my eyes. I'm not really in a hurry for money." .”

"Really?" Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Fengqing dubiously, opened her mouth several times, and then asked hesitantly: "Is it because Fengqing owes money in the gambling house again? That's why she is embarrassed to tell mother?"

"Why do you think so, mother?" Jiang Fengqing slapped her forehead. Could it be that she had really gone so far before? As soon as she mentioned the money, her mother and Zhao Wantang felt that she had lost money outside?
  "Yeah?" The confusion on Mrs. Jiang's face became even more serious.

Jiang Fengqing sighed, "Mom, you have to believe me, I really don't owe money outside..."

The mother and daughter sat together and chatted until midnight. It was really late. Under Mrs. Jiang's repeated urging, Jiang Fengqing had to go back to her Liangfeng Pavilion to rest.

In recent days, Jiang Fengqing went to Hanchen Academy on time every day. Everyone was amazed at first, but then they gradually got used to it. Some classmates even dared to come up to her and talk to her during the break. After a few words, they gradually discovered that Jiang Fengqing was not as unkind as the rumors.

On the contrary, I feel that Jiang Fengqing has a straightforward personality and has her own unique views on some things. She is like a little adult and often looks at problems from an adult perspective. It is very novel. Many people have come to ask her some questions and she can answer them. She also answered them all one by one.

This morning, everyone was learning pen and ink landscape painting in the painting studio. In order to allow the students to better experience the artistic conception in the painting, the academy specially built the painting studio in the bamboo forest. 'The bamboo shadows whirled in the breeze, and the bamboo forest was quiet and quiet. ’ The bamboo leaves were blown by the wind and fell, and through the carved windows illuminated by sunlight, they were reflected in the eyes of everyone, forming an ink painting of their own.

Jiang Fengqing, like other classmates, stood with her back straight in front of the desk. She had a gentle and calm temperament about her. She glanced at the scene outside the window, rolled up her sleeves slowly, and dipped some pen in her right hand. With ink, he pursed his lips and lowered his head to draw lines smoothly on the drawing paper.

The light just happened to shine on her right hand holding the pen, and the white jade-like soft hair swayed back and forth on the drawing paper, which was a bit dazzling at first glance.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you put on this posture, I thought you were so good at painting, you are just deceiving people." Lu Jianglan next to her stretched her neck to take a look at Jiang Fengqing's painting, and was immediately amused. Made a sound.

She put down her pen, pointed at Jiang Fengqing's painting and started to comment: "Look at the fallen bamboo leaves that you painted like curled-up shrimps. The house is also painted crookedly. I think your painting skills are still good." Gotta practice again.”

"Shrimps? Where are the shrimps?" A little foodie boy behind her quickly looked towards Lu Jianglan and swallowed greedily.

Jiang Fengqing raised her hand holding the brush, carefully admired her painting, nodded with satisfaction, then turned her head to look at the painting by Lu Jianglan next to her, and immediately laughed out loud: "Your painting is not as good as mine. , you actually dare to criticize me, you are really arrogant!"

After saying that, her hand holding the pen directly reached out to Lu Jianglan's drawing paper, scribbled a few strokes, and vaguely drew a few wild geese flying through the bamboo forest. The artistic conception of the entire painting instantly improved a lot.

"Okay, Fengqing!" Lu Jianglan patted Jiang Fengqing's shoulder and nodded appreciatively. Jiang Fengqing's painting skills were poor, but her understanding ability was excellent. Lu Jianglan sighed and shook her head: "This painting and calligraphy is too difficult. , is far less enjoyable than wielding a knife or a gun."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Fengqing suddenly heard a soft sound coming from the window. Her ears twitched slightly, and she turned her head to look at the door quietly. After thinking for a moment, she curved her lips, smiled sarcastically, and a soft hum escaped from her throat, He turned back and continued talking to Lu Jianglan.

"What were you laughing at just now?" Lu Jianglan also followed her and looked back at the door of the studio. There was obviously nothing there. She looked at Jiang Fengqing in confusion again and frowned.

The smile on Jiang Fengqing's face grew bigger and bigger, and she shook her head casually, "I just feel that a new classmate is coming to our study room."

"Ah?" The suspicion on Lu Jianglan's face became even more intense. She tilted her head and asked, "How do you know?"

"Because I can do divination." Jiang Fengqing said matter-of-factly.

Lu Jianglan shrunk her chin, took a step back slightly, and looked her up and down, obviously not believing it. She shook her head and sighed: "Can't I see that you still have this ability?"

(End of this chapter)