Chapter 52

Everyone closed the door to speak, even the maid of honor were sent away, Yao Rongrong where thought, just think of here suddenly raised a mouth, just by the return of Xiao Shu heard, for a moment and panic and confusion, blush.

No matter whether Xiao Shu is a stepmother or not, it's all she can't afford.

The man immediately stood up from his seat and winced and bowed his head to apologize: "we didn't mean to..."

Xiao Shu sneered: "although my mother is a stepmother, she is married by her father. But in the Forbidden Palace, you are afraid to talk about anything that you don't know. I'm afraid you're tired of thinking that a head has been around your neck for a long time? "

People's faces changed slightly.

Jiang Xuening looked on coldly.

Xiao Shu only said: "it should be noted that what you said today, if I expose it, none of you will have good fruit to eat. Why don't you learn the book of songs tomorrow? It'll save Mr. Feng Chen's embarrassment to ask tomorrow! "

When people think of the situation in today's Ci Ning palace, they are still scared.

When I talked earlier, I was fascinated by the speaker and the listener, but I didn't respond. At this moment, Xiao Shu took the words, and they were all scared out of a cold sweat, not to mention seeing her eyes and eyebrows condensing without a smile, and they were afraid to offend her. The real defendant went to the Empress Dowager or the palace, so they were all submissive.

Jiang Xuening naturally has nothing to say.

When all the people scattered, she also left.

What is the development of the affair of offering jade to Ruyi in the house of internal affairs? I don't know at all here in yangzhizhai, but I vaguely hear some fighting outside.

In the evening, when we all sit together for dinner, no one dares to say more.

The atmosphere was awkward and subtle.

Only Xiao Shu calm down with a nothing like, with a meal also to make tea, asked others whether to come to drink.

But who dares?

Chen Shuyi and Yao Xi, who have always been friends with her, and Zhou Baoying, who only likes to eat a few tendons, stay to have tea with her.

Jiang Xuening is naturally the one who left.

After returning to her room, she lit a lamp in front of the desk and took out a volume of the book of songs to prepare for school tomorrow. After all, in the last life, she was miserable in her studies, but in this life, she has to be honest. It's really half a year under Xie Wei's eyes. I'm afraid it's not so easy to fool her.

Thinking is one thing, doing is another.

The book was in front of her eyes, and was shining brightly by the lamp beside her. However, every word on the book was like ants crawling all over the ground, which upset her and made her unable to read a word.

For a moment, I think of the disaster of marquis Yongyi. For a moment, I think of the treacherous prophecy behind Yu Ruyi. Finally, it's Fang Miao's description of the three hundred righteous children's tombs

It's all in my head.

Jiang Xuening felt a splitting headache. She threw the book away and lay down on the bed to sleep, but she couldn't sleep. She stayed up until midnight, and didn't know when to sleep.

But the day has thought, the night has dream.

In the dream, there was a piece of blood, a piece of snow. The sword fell. The cry and howl of three hundred children in panic and despair echoed in the flying snow, mixed with the cold north wind, and spread far and far

She looked again in a flash. Xie Weili watched her from the corpse mountain.

The next day, Jiang Xuening was black and blue.

The maid in waiting for her to wash with water was startled.

But she was silent. She dipped the powder into the make-up mirror and carefully covered the haggard around her eyes. When she walked out of the house, she was radiant again, which made people unable to see the flaws.

*

today is a formal school day with two classes in the morning.

Maozheng to Chenzheng is the first hall, a total of one hour, with the Imperial Academy attendant Zhao Yanhong learning the book of songs; Chenzheng second quarter to Sizheng second quarter is the second hall, also an hour, with the prince Shaoshi Xie Wei learning Qin.

So Zhao Yanhong came first in the morning.

This gentleman is also 40 or 50 years old. He is a scholar in the Imperial Academy. He doesn't go deep into the political situation of the imperial court, but he has learned a good skill of following the crowd.

Jiang Xuening knew earlier that he and the other two gentlemen generally looked down on women.

But today I really read a book with him, and then I know: even if I look down on women, I have to be graded.

The book of songs is divided into three parts: Feng, Ya and song. The first lesson is Guanju, which is a famous poem in Zhounan, Guofeng. It is required to be read and recited. However, Zhao yanhongguang taught them to read it. He said that the poem was written around something, but he didn't explain the meaning of each poem to the public by rote.

Although all of them are selected as accompaniment readers, not everyone has excellent knowledge in this field, and there are also uneven places. Therefore, Jiang Xuening boldly asked what the word "Peng" means in the "uneven water lily, left and right" sentence.Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Yanhong's face changed, he scolded her: "yesterday, when he gave a lecture at the beginning of the school, he told her that he wanted to go back to brush up his studies. Now, can you ask at will in the school? I don't know what to read! "

Jiang Xuening can't stop up and down.

In my heart, I only scold: the teacher preaches, teaches and dispels doubts. If my palace knows everything, I will cut off your dog's head first and tell you what to do!

It's just respect for teachers. After all, it's a beam on the head.

She finally sat down without saying anything.

If it's just like this, it's OK. After all, maybe this bullshit Zhao Yanhong is just like this virtue, to everyone.

But who would have thought that when he asked someone to recite the poem, he called Xiao Shu to get up. After listening to her recitation, he praised her greatly and asked politely: "the word" Bi "in the sentence" Zuo Zuo Zhi "in this last section has always been relatively rare, but if you want to understand its meaning, you just need to connect it with the preceding one..."

Xiao Shu said coldly, "Sir, I know."

Zhao Yanhong was stunned for a moment. He was a little embarrassed. The next moment he covered up the past and said, "Oh, oh, it's good to know, it's good to know. Worthy of the name of Xiao Shi, your daughter is very knowledgeable. You can read with your royal highness, and you will be relieved if you are old and bad.

Everyone found it hard to say enough.

Sitting in the middle of the front row, Shen Zhiyi frowned even more.

Jiang Xuening looks in front of him and knows that Zhao Yanhong is a pedantic and sour scholar. He is afraid that she doesn't need to make a report, and he has put his name on Shen Zhiyi's side. He just doesn't know if Shen Zhiyi can bear him.

Before Chen Zheng was mentioned in the class, Zhao Yanhong stopped and sat down to drink tea. He only told them to read by themselves. When the copper next to him was out of date, he put on a good posture, accepted the courtesy of everyone, and swaggered out the book on the case.

Xie Wei ran into him when he came.

Zhao Yanhong was surprised: "thank you, Chen Zhenger's class, how come so early?"

Xie Wei is in a bad mood today. It's windy outside, so he puts on a green crane cloak, holds a piano in xuanheiqin bag, and stands at the foot of the steps of FengChen hall. When Zhao Yanhong says this, he frowns.

It's just that such a subtle look is not easy to be noticed.

He said with a faint smile, "I didn't dare to slack off when I taught piano for the first time. I made more preparations just in case, so I came earlier."

"I see." Zhao yanhongshi felt that he made a fuss, and even the book he specially compiled was unnecessary. After all, Xie Wei was a senior official who crushed him to death, far from being comparable to their idle job, so he only said, "Mr. Xie is really meticulous and old-fashioned. In this way, your time will not be missed. "

He bid farewell.

Xie Wei holding the piano is not good to return a gift, only slightly bowed to him.

One of them came down the steps and the other went up.

Jiang Xuening was sitting close to the door of the hall. He almost listened to the conversation. His body, which had been relaxed at the end of the last class, suddenly became stiff again.

Then a shadow fell on her case.

It was Xie Wei who stepped in from outside the hall and passed by her desk.

She dare not turn her head.

It was not until she caught a glimpse of a dark blue dress passing by that she quietly raised her head and looked up.

Xie Wei went to the hall and stood still, but he did not speak. He only lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and put the piano he had held on the table. When he got rid of the bag, he caressed the string and tried the tone. Then he slowly put down his palm, slightly pressed the string and erased the end of the string.

The two sound tests were like a mountain spring pounding a stone, and like the wind blowing at the bottom of a stream. After listening to them, people felt relieved.

How can a person who plays the zither say it first? The zither must be an excellent one.

Jiang Xuening fixed her eyes on the zither, and saw that it was dark red and nearly black. The paint color was very heavy, and there were lines like flowing water and auspicious clouds. Even if she could not see the name engraved on the belly of the zither, she recognized that it was the most commonly used one in Xie Wei's zither, which was called "Emei".

The heart then didn't hold back a tight.

She has no talent for playing the piano. She doesn't know how to play or listen. When she comes to the time of learning the piano, her usual dexterity is like a lump in one's heart.

I almost didn't cry when I learned to play piano in my last life.

Fortunately, later she became addicted to truancy, and no one came to pursue her.

Jiang Xuening doesn't know many Qin. Xie Wei is one of them.

One day after the snow, the red walls and green tiles of the palace were covered with silver snow. She and Zhang Zhe walked along the long road outside the Kunning palace, and heard the faint sound of Qin from the side hall of FengChen palace in front of her.

So stop.

But it didn't take long for the sound to stop.

After a while, Xie Wei came out of the side hall with a zither in his arms and passed by the road in front of them. He turned his head and saw her standing with Zhang Zhe. He looked at her and Zhang Zhe again. Without saying anything, he went to Qianqing palace.

Zhang Zhe said that the Qin was famous for Emei.

Jiang Xuening asked him curiously, where does the allusion come from?Zhang Zhe said he didn't know.

Jiang Xuening wants to say that Mount Emei is snowy in the north and the abbot is making a pot of ice in the sea?

Zhang Zhe still shakes his head.

It was not until Xie Wei burned the Qin to rebel that Jiang Xuening remembered that there was a rare poem, which said: "once the capital was full of fame, when he returned home, he still made the Emei moon..."

The second shift is the second shift.