Chapter 10

Qingyan led Qingcong to the garden and then went straight to the gazebo, where there was the leftover pen and ink she used yesterday, she ordered Baizhi to prepare some snacks and bring them over, so that when she was hungry, she would have something to fill her stomach.

"Miss, here is the rice paper you left from yesterday, what are you going to teach the young master today?" Zizhu looked at Qingyan and began to grind the ink skillfully.

Qingyan carried Qingcong to the stone bench and sat down. She looked at Qingcong and said gently, "Cong'er, have you heard any poems that your fifth sister read."

Qingcong shook her head when she heard Qingyan's words, "I've never heard of it."

Qingyan picked up the pen and dipped some ink, and after thinking for a while, wrote Cao Zhi's "Seven Step Poem" on the paper. This was also the first poem Min Ning learned. Maybe Min Ning didn't understand the meaning of this poem at that time. meaning, but now he must understand the meaning of the poem.

"Cooking beans burns Osmunda, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron; they grow from the same root, so why is it too urgent to fry each other?" Zi Zhu looked at the poem on the paper and read it softly, "Miss, I remember this is "Seven Kingdoms" by Cao Zijian during the Three Kingdoms period. Poetry ""

Qingyan put down the pen in her hand and nodded to Zizhu, "That's right, it's Zijian's "Seven Step Poems." She put the paper in front of Qingcong, "Follow my sister to read it several times, and Cong'er will also practice more A few times, you see how good it is."

Qing Cong smiled gently at Qing Yan.

Boiled beans burn Osmunda, and the beans weep in the cauldron; they grow from the same root, so why rush to cook them together!

Deng Yan knocked on the wooden fish with a pious expression on her face. She didn't put down the wooden fish until the voice of the servant girl sounded beside her. She stood up and looked at Linghua and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

"Auntie, I just heard that the young master was taken to the garden by Miss Si to practice calligraphy, but I want my servant to bring the young master back." Linghua looked at Deng Yan and said seriously.

Deng Yan was obviously full of doubts about Linghua's words, "Are you sure that's Miss Fourth?"

Linghua looked at Deng Yan with a pleasing expression, "That's right, it's Miss Fourth."

Deng Yan still shook her head, "Why would the fourth lady fall in love with our Cong'er?" She opened her eyes wide as if thinking of something, and said anxiously when she looked at Linghua, "Take me to find gurgling."

When Deng Yan found the garden, she heard Qingcong reciting "Seven Step Poems". She stood by and observed them carefully, and she found that Qingyan had no malice towards Su Qingcong.

"Auntie is worried about Cong'er, so she came here specially to take a look?" Qingyan looked at Deng Yan who was hiding behind the rockery and said lightly.

Deng Yan didn't expect Qingyan to have discovered her existence long ago. After she straightened her clothes, she walked out of the rockery. When Qingcong saw Deng Yan, she smiled and trotted over, "Mother, fourth sister taught me to read and write."

Deng Yan pampered her clear nose, "Cong'er still remembers what I said."

Qingcong froze when looking at Deng Yan, "Auntie."

"Cong'er, it's not that I don't want you to call me mother, but that my identity is here." Deng Yan looked at Qingcong and said calmly.

"Cong'er, since you saw your aunt, why don't you recite the ancient poem that my sister gave you just now?" Qing Yan walked to Qing Cong and said with a smile on her face.

After hearing Qingyan's words, Qingcong recited the "Seven Step Poem" to Deng Yan just now. Although Qingcong didn't understand the meaning of this poem, how could Deng Yan not understand it.

They are born from the same root, so why rush each other!

"Miss Si, I wonder if you have time tonight." Deng Yan said with a smile when she looked at Qingyan.

"Naturally." Qingyan ate the red bean cake and raised her head to meet Deng Yan's gaze.

"Fourth sister, I will come to you tomorrow to teach me how to read and write." Qingcong looked at Qingyan in Deng Yan's arms.

"Okay, my sister will be here waiting for you tomorrow." Qingyan looked at Qingcong with a smile on her face, and said as if she had thought of something, "Tomorrow my sister is going to school, and you can come to see her when school is over Good."

Qing Cong nodded to Qing Yan, and then left the garden with Deng Yan.

"Miss, I heard that Aunt Deng is dedicated to Buddha, so why would I want to win Miss?" Zi Zhu whispered while looking at the back of her going away.

"Zizhu, have you ever heard a saying that 'you can enjoy the shade by leaning on a big tree'? If Aunt Deng is a good ally, why would I not do it." Qingyan picked up a pen and began to write on the paper as she spoke. .

Practicing calligraphy is a habit that Qingyan developed after she became a queen. She wrote down naturally on the paper:

Walk to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds rise.

After Qingyan finished practicing calligraphy, she sat in the gazebo for a while before getting up and returning to Yingshuang Residence.

Some things should not be rushed, she is only 14 years old now, she still has time to make arrangements slowly, but the most important thing right now is to find an ally, and let them taste what it is like to be stabbed by a so-called relative.

"Miss, you are back. Tonight Lu'e will make you the chicken bamboo shoot soup that I learned from sister Huixiang today." When seeing Qingyan stepping into the Yingshuang residence, Lu'e went to greet her.

"Yes, I'm quite satisfied with Lu'e's craftsmanship." Before Qingyan returned to the room and sat still, she saw the little fox pounced into her arms.

"Miss, this little fox is really close to you." Bai Zhi flicked Yaoyao's head as she spoke, "Yaoyao, don't you dislike the bad food your slaves give you?"

Yaoyao looked at Bai Zhi with round eyes, and then rubbed Bai Zhi's arm.

"Ah, this little thing is really cute." Bai Zhi said while stroking Yaoyao's soft fur.

Qingyan held Yaoyao in her arms, "Our Yaoyao is naturally likable."

"Zizhu, I'm going to school tomorrow, help me get things ready." Qingyan looked at Zizhu standing in front of the desk and said with a smile, she picked up the little fox and walked to the yard, "Yaoyao, How about you go to school with me tomorrow."

"Miss!" Bai Zhi's helpless voice sounded, "Pets are not allowed in the school."

Before Qingyan could reply, he heard a voice, "Miss, this old slave heard that Miss is recovering, so I wanted to bring something to Miss." He said and handed the basket in his hand to Qingyan.

Qingyan looked at Nanny Ruo with a smile on her face, "Mommy Ruo, I'm really sorry for your trouble." She looked at Huang Cen on the side and said, "I haven't taken Mammy Ruo's basket yet."

Huang Cen reluctantly took the basket from Nanny Ruo, the last time the lady had diarrhea because she ate something that Nanny Ruo brought over, now she doesn't know what tricks she's going to do again.

"Miss! The general and madam are not at home all year round, and this old servant has the responsibility to take good care of the young lady." Mother Ruo looked at Qingyan and said cheerfully, "These four girls around you are inflexible. How many people did Bulaonu replace for you?"

Huang Cen listened to Nanny Ruo's words, and when he was about to speak, he saw Qingyan stepping forward and smiling at the little fox in her arms, "Yaoyao, what will you do if you don't like someone!"

The little fox seemed to have received an order, and stretched out its sharp claws to face Mammy Ruo, and Mammy Ruo grinned in pain, making the maid behind her hold back her smile.