The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 311
Xiaomi is less than 20 years old, cute and pretty, talking and laughing like a girl next door saying that her embroidery work is the best.It's a pity that every word and every sentence hides all kinds of ambitions, as well as the belief and worship of the person I like.

Feng Ze couldn't help but straighten his back, and put his arms around her in his arms, "Well said."

Lan Tianqin pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, feeling envious and annoyed at the same time, but she just didn't have the ambition to say no to this booklet.

The three of them bickered for a while, and finally remembered the painter at the gate of the courtyard. Feng Ze nodded to signal them to come over, and handed the album to Gu.

The leading old painter's hair and beard were all white, and it was obvious that he had the highest seniority. He accepted the brochure with a panicked expression, but when he glanced at it, his expression was a little strange.

They are all the best painters in the palace, and their worst skills in the history are copying ancient paintings. Today, they were suddenly brought to the Hou's mansion by the prince, and they were extremely nervous, afraid that they would take some uncommon work.

Who would have thought that it would be... so simple and rude.

It’s just a portrait of a person without hair, some simple movements, and some cloth strips. If there must be a part with higher technical content earlier, it is the bow-shaped knot at the end of the cloth strip. .

He hesitated for a moment, and when he raised his head to speak, he saw a cold light flash in the eyes of His Royal Highness, so he immediately put away all his arrogance and dissatisfaction, and asked more humbly, "Miss Lu, this picture album... the little old man's apprentices also If you can paint, how about the little old man recruit everyone, so as not to delay the important matter."

"Of course that's the best, please trouble master."

Xiaomi happily agreed, then turned her head and complained to Feng Ze, "Brother Feng, this booklet is simple, anyone who can draw can do things, you brought the masters from the palace, isn't it overkill?"

Feng Ze stretched out his hand to tuck her sideburns around her ears, and said indifferently, "It's about going to war, it's no small matter. It's their honor to serve Dayuan."

Sure enough, the heads of those old masters were lowered, and their backs were even more curved...

"Brother Feng, did you come here just now without having a good meal? I'll get you a bowl of small chicken wontons. I just happened to not have a meal."

When Xiaomi is in a good mood, he wants to cook and nourish the man he loves. Perhaps it is a psychological effect. These days are busy, and he always feels that he has lost a lot of weight.

Before Feng Ze could respond, Lan Tianqin and Gao Ren had already shouted, "I want a bowl too!"

Feng Ze's face turned dark. His woman is not a cook, so it's good to cook for him, but others...

Xiaomi smiled and patted his hand, and happily ran to the kitchen.

Soon, after the master master gathered their apprentices and grandchildren, the painting reproduction conference in the yard was in full swing, and the small dining table on one side was also set up.

Feng Ze glanced at the four bowls of wontons. Seeing that the rest of the bowls did not have as many wontons as his own, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he bowed his head and ate them contentedly.

Xiaomi looked funny, who would have thought that the prince of a country would have such a childish side.

"Brother Feng, is the palace test about to start?"

"Well, the day after tomorrow."

Feng Ze ate a small ingot wonton, felt the delicious aroma on the tip of his tongue, and his expression became softer.

"Don't worry, your third brother will definitely be on the list."

"No, no," Xiaomi quickly waved his hand, "Brother Feng, the imperial examination must be fair. Not to mention anything else, my third brother looks easy-going, but he is actually very stubborn and proud. If you use some tricks in private, others may not say anything , he himself was annoyed to death."

Feng Ze raised the corner of his mouth, "Others are trying their best to gain ground, but you have a road to the sky here, but you are still afraid of taking one more step."

"Others are others, we are us. Old Master Feng said, you can eat as much rice as you want. If it's not your meat, it will never grow on your body. If my third brother is talented, who wants to stop him from going straight up? Qingyun is our old Xiongling's enemy. If my third brother doesn't have that talent, if he pushes him up, he will be harmed."

While talking, Xiaomi put a few wontons in the bowl into Fengze's bowl, as if he was casually talking about the weather, but he didn't know how clear the truth was.How many people who are obsessed with power will never be able to see through it for a lifetime.

The corners of Feng Ze's mouth curled up even higher, and he answered simply, "Okay."

Seeing him like this, Xiaomi let go of his worries, and said, "Then the meals sent to the small courtyard in the next few days should be lighter. Brother Liu still eats pig's trotters, let's change to soy sauce. The day after tomorrow is the palace exam. Arrive It's not good to make a fool of yourself when you have a bad stomach."

"The imperial examination only takes two hours, which is much easier than the grand examination."

The two chatted about the family while eating, just like ordinary couples in the farm family, so casual and intimate.Lan Tianqin occasionally raised his head to glance at the two of them, and there was something complicated in the lowered eyelids.

The small picture book is just like what the master said, it is really very simple, seven or eight masters plus twenty or so disciples and grandchildren, they have painted [-] books in just over an hour.

Feng Ze personally explained it, and dispatched all the centurions of the Eastern Expeditionary Army to distribute booklets and first aid kits to practice.

Xiaomi is a woman, so she always has to avoid suspicion, and it's not easy to deal with these soldiers, so Uncle Bi inevitably stepped forward.

The old man also has a fiery temper, not because those soldiers who were brave enough to fight but learned things like bulls ran away.

But in the end, they also knew that this booklet was related to the lives of all brothers, so they worked hard to learn it in one day, and then brought more booklets back to teach their soldiers.

Needless to say, the bags that Uncle Bi knocked on their heads were copied intact to those soldiers, and there were occasional screams of pain in the barracks.

Of course, Xiaomi doesn't know about it, and even if he knows, he doesn't have the heart to save sentient beings.

It was because the palace exam was here in the blink of an eye, she was afraid of disturbing her third brother, but she couldn't help but go there one night earlier.

In addition to the heavy food box, there are three sets of new clothes, shoes and socks.

Lu Qian's skin is fair, refined and elegant. Xiaomi chose a sky blue gown for him, a color as peaceful as the sky, with a sea blue belt embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns.The hairpin is a white jade hairpin, carved with a hollowed-out magpie climbing the plum blossom, which means happy eyebrows and a good omen.

Liu Buqi is too fat. He originally wanted to choose a dark color to look thinner, but he likes all kinds of bright colors on weekdays. This time Xiaomi gave him a red cross-neck gown with a dark red belt, which makes him look energetic .

On the other hand, Cheng Ziheng didn't know if it was because of family changes, his smile was much less on weekdays, but he was a little more mature, so Xiaomi gave him a set of stone blue long gown, which looked like a graceful tree, very handsome.

The old dean has lived with the three proud disciples for so long, and he has long regarded them as his own nephews. Seeing this, remembering that he had been like this in the past, he was very moved, and took the richness that Xiaomi brought After drinking half a jug of good wine, I moved back to my house.

Don't worry at all, whether the disciples will fail the exam tomorrow.

Xiaomi didn't want to put any pressure on his brother, so he just joked and left.

Early in the morning of the second day, Xiaomi was still a little anxious, worried about her brother, and looked a little like the anxious parents who sent their children to the college entrance examination in the previous life.

However, before she got anxious for a while, news came from Xiaozhuang. It turned out that Father Lu was also worried about his son and planned to go to the city by car to wait for the result. He didn't want the carriage to startle on the way and turned over into the farmland.

Father Lu was not seriously injured, but he still twisted his foot.

Xiaomi was terribly frightened, and hurried to find Uncle Bi, but Father Lu's right foot, which was swollen like a pig's trotter, was tightly wrapped.

Father Lu felt a little ashamed. He didn't know whether it was because his sons and daughters were too capable, or he was too incompetent as a father. Why it seemed like he was doing a disservice every time.

Xiaomi didn't want to let his father hang his head. He didn't complain, but smiled and said, "Father, it just happens that you have trouble walking around recently, why don't you open a small school. There are seven or eight children here in Xiaozhuang, and they are nearby. There are always more than a dozen of them, all of whom are smart and eager to learn. But living in Kyoto is not easy, and repairs are too expensive, and ordinary children can’t afford to read books. Why don’t you teach them a few words and simpler algorithms? There are also multiple means of earning a living.”

"Okay," Father Lu's eyes lit up when he heard it. When he was at home, he taught the children of Laoxiongling. Now he is just going back to his old job, and he can pass the boring time of recuperating. It really kills two birds with one stone.

Xiaomi passed the news on, and sure enough, the farmers were grateful and brought their children to kowtow to the master.I heard that people from other villages were also accepted, and a lunch was provided at noon, and the daughter-in-law immediately rushed to the nearby natal family, bringing nephews and the like.

When the sun was setting to the west, Xiaomi took the carriage out of Xiaozhuang's gate, and there was already the sound of Lang Lang reading a book behind him...

A family of good deeds must have Yu Qing.

Almost as soon as he entered the city gate, the steward of the Hou Mansion, who was driving the car, reported, "Miss, it seems that shopkeeper Chen is beaming in front of you?"

Xiaomi opened the curtain, and sure enough, he saw the familiar carriage, so he quickly signaled the steward to stop.

Chen Xin jumped out of the car, and before reaching Xiaomi, he yelled, "Oh, Xiaomi is overjoyed, the third son... No, the third young master had a palace test today, and the emperor ordered him to be Tanhualang!"

Exploring flowers?

Xiaomi blinked his eyes before realizing that Tanhualang is No.3.She was happy in her heart, but she couldn't help feeling that her third brother was so destined to be "three". He was ranked third in the family, ranked third in the university entrance exam, and now he is still third in the imperial examination...

"That's great. Brother Chen will help me deliver the letter to Xiaozhuang. I'll go back to the palace first. Let's have a good gathering tomorrow to celebrate."

"Okay, such a big event, we must celebrate. You've been so tired recently, why don't you just go to be happy."

"Speaking of which, I just happened to be thinking about a new food recently, why don't I launch it while this time is busy."

"Okay, it's really great." Chen Xin was waiting for Xiaomi's words. Although the hot pot is delicious, it is too hot after all. It is a pleasure to watch the stove in winter, but it is a suffering in summer.He wanted to say it a long time ago, but seeing that Xiaomi was busy, taking care of everyone, he didn't open his mouth. He didn't want Xiaomi to bring it up on his own initiative.

(End of this chapter)