…
The next day, Jiang Rao woke up a little later than usual.
She rubbed her head and woke up with drowsy eyes. Seeing that Jiang Rao had woken up, Ming Shao called Yu'er over, and together they helped Jiang Rao change and freshen up.
Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, Jiang Rao glanced at Ming Shao's slightly smiling face from the bronze mirror.
"Is there anything good?"
"The servant girl went to see the excitement this morning."
Ming Shao combed Jiang Rao's hair slowly and meticulously with a wooden comb.
The long hair is like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist.
When the fingertips touch it, it is as cool as satin.
She held a bun for Jiang Rao, and said, "Madam was sent out of the mansion this morning. Before getting into the carriage, the servant gave her a look. Maybe she didn't sleep all night. Her face looked so ugly that she was seriously ill, and her eyes were almost swollen. into walnuts."
Yu'er also echoed, "It's a pity that the uncle didn't divorce her directly! If he really divorced her, she would probably cry and bleed."
The two little maids were filled with righteous indignation.
If it was a maid in someone else's yard, when serving the master, I'm afraid she wouldn't dare to show her air.
It's just that Jiang Rao has been traveling outside for a long time. Dazhao has gone from south to north, and the rules are far away. She has seen them all. The red tape made every bone uncomfortable, and she was too lazy to set so many rules in the yard.
What's more, when she was serving as a servant girl in her dream, she was also a servant.
I have seen tall buildings rising and falling in my dreams. Since then, I have never underestimated those who are not as good as myself.
She was still very lazy after sleeping with her eyes open, her round eyes slightly squinted like a cat basking in the glaring sun, through the bronze mirror, she watched the two little maids speak back and forth.
I'm not very curious about the content of their conversation.
Last night, she also dreamed about the scene where Mrs. Liu was kicked out of Ning'an Bo's mansion and went to spend the rest of her life in that remote and desolate village.
It wasn't until the two were tired of talking that they gently reminded them.
"Evil will be rewarded with evil. There is no need to talk about this matter. Especially outside, don't mention any more relevant words."
Misfortune comes from the mouth, so as not to provoke criticism.
At this moment, Ming Shao inserted a silver hairpin into Jiang Rao's bun.
Jiang Rao looked at herself in the bronze mirror and said, "Change it."
She nodded to a hosta on the desk, "Change this."
Ming Shao glanced at the hairpin, "Young lady likes Your Highness the Ninth Prince so much... Do you want me to give you the hairpin?"
Jiang Rao heard her pause in teasing her, shook her head and denied, "I like this hairpin."
For some reason, she just likes this hosta a lot.
Of the hairpins that were sent along with it, the other styles were more elaborate.
But only this white jade hairpin made her feel familiar for no reason.
It's as if I've seen it somewhere before and liked it very much.
…
At one end of the table, there was a long box of fragrant nanmu, and Jiang Rao realized at this time, "This is..."
"Because of the eldest lady's fault, the uncle wanted to make amends for the girl. He asked someone to send this over, saying that he hoped that the harmony between the girl and his children would not be broken because of the eldest lady's confusion."
Jiang Rao frowned, but did not move the box.
harmony…
If she were her cousin, even if her own mother was wrong, she would have a lot of resentment towards the person who exposed her mother.
"Another day, return a similar gift back."
She can't afford this gift. Harmony, no need.
After Jiang Rao finished speaking, she felt a little strange.
As far as she is concerned, it is natural to wish that the Liu family who wanted to harm her mother would be as miserable as possible.
But for her uncle, after more than ten years of being a wife, the relationship is not at odds, and the surface looks good...
If you say expulsion, you will be expelled, but you don't feel bad at all
Apart from the vague episodes of getting along with her uncle before the age of six, her father's description was the only thing left.
According to the father, the uncle is kind and has a generous personality. If he treats himself badly, he must take care of his younger brother first.
My father got into trouble again and again when he was a child, and every time it was the uncle who lied and blamed him for his younger brother.
Such a person sounds like the kind of person who would rather destroy himself than save his family.
Why did you suddenly become so hard-hearted
Jiang Rao bit her lip, unable to think of a clue for a while, and suppressed this strange emotion.
Thinking of another thing in the dream, he frowned again and asked about the time.
When she heard that it was Mo Shi, she sighed softly and said, "Hurry up, take me to his yard before the young master wakes up."
…
In Jiang Rao's dream last night, she dreamed that Mrs. Liu was leaving the house today.
She also dreamed that her younger brother ran away from home with a small bag on his back.
When he was caught by the boy and came back, he shed tears on his shirt, crying and saying, "I don't want to go to Bailu Academy".
When Jiang Rao was accompanied by the servant girl to the outside of Jiang Jinxing's yard, just in time for Jiang Jinxing to pack a small bag, he managed to avoid his servant and walked out of the yard at a staggering pace.
Dodging the servant, ran into Jiang Rao as soon as he went out, his little face suddenly turned blue-gray.
Jiang Rao walked quickly, and grabbed Jiang Jinxing's little burden who turned around and wanted to escape, "What are you running for?"
Jiang Jinxing drooped his head, turned around and hugged Jiang Rao's leg.
He blinked.
"I don't want to go to Bailu Academy to study."
He shed tears and grabbed his small bag to prevent Ming Shao from taking it away.
"I'm still so young."
"..."
Jiang Rao wiped away some tears for him, "Who said they want you to go to Bailu Academy?"
Jiang Jinxing said loudly, "Mr. Yan! And Dad, at the banquet yesterday, Yan Nanxun said that he would take me to study in Bailu Academy, and he wouldn't let me out until I finished reading the books in the academy."
His tears were bigger.
"But Mr. Yan didn't take me away when he left. I thought I could hide and be with my parents and sister, but last night my father asked the servant to come back with a message, saying that he would let me go to the academy today. Mr. Xi is staring at me."
Jiang Jinxing threw himself into Jiang Rao's arms, "I'm not going to school, I'm going to visit my own grave. There are so many books, and I know so few characters. I won't be able to read them all in my life."
"Even if you don't go to Bailu Academy, you have to go to another school. You are almost eight years old. If you hadn't been on the road before, you should have entered a school a few years ago, instead of just relying on your father to teach you. "Jiang Rao rubbed his head, "Mr. Yan likes to bully people in words, but actually he is soft-hearted. Don't listen to him scaring you. He found a special instructor for you, because he is afraid that you will not be able to keep up with other people." Homework, specially found to teach you."
Jiang Jinxing listened, cried less, and nodded.
Jiang Rao smiled softly, feeling a little helpless, "I want to enter Bailu Academy, but I can't."
Her parents are open-minded, so that she is not like those women who can only be confined in the boudoir and have little chance to go out before and after marriage. She can do many things she wants to do.
But even so, as a girl, if she goes to a place full of men like the academy, her reputation will only be ruined.
Sometimes she worried that Rong Ting would be bullied and pitiful inside, so she couldn't go in and have a look, and she had no way to inquire.
She sighed, looking at Jiang Jinxing's face wet with tears, "Sister can't save you from this matter, you have to go to the academy to study when you are old."
"However." Jiang Rao was also a little bit reluctant to part with his younger brother, "I'll help you to intercede, let you stay at home for a few more days, don't leave in such a hurry."
Jiang Jinxing smiled through tears, and held Jiang Rao's hand, which was called intimacy.
…
"Mr. Yan even had to take him with him to a birthday banquet. I heard that he was with him the whole time. Prince... Oh, it really is different."
"Just now in class, Mr. Yan is only kind to him, and he is dissatisfied with the articles we wrote. But you say, how can a disabled man learn the homework of riding and hunting? Even if there are articles that are somewhat genuine, you can really read them. , and in the end, I can only be a good-for-nothing prince.”
"Hey, the teacher has been sober all his life, but he has become confused when he gets old."
After the Chinese Studies class was over, the students who had been humiliated by Yan Nan Xun's training gathered together.
The dissatisfaction among the few people who had been scolded so badly turned towards Rong Ting, the only one in class who escaped a catastrophe and was praised by Yan Nanxun.
The tone was sarcasm, relying on Rong Ting's leg injury is difficult to heal, it will not be a hidden danger in the future, and wanton ridicule.
Huai Qing followed Rong Ting, and when he heard a few words of gossip, his expression was a little displeased, he glanced at Rong Ting, but found that his expression was as usual as if he hadn't heard anything.
Or rather, numb.
Huai Qing didn't know if Rong Ting had listened to those words, but Rong Ting didn't say a word, as a eunuch, he didn't dare to provoke Liu Ge's grandson and Qian Shoufu's son rashly.
At this time Jiang Siye stepped through the moon gate and walked into the school. He only heard a few gossips in his ears.
"I didn't do my homework well, but I complained about my husband's partiality, a bastard seedling who doesn't distinguish between priorities."
Although Fourth Master Jiang has no official position, his seniority is orderly, and those scholars dare not disrespect him.
What's more, they only dared to talk behind their backs, and they didn't dare to tell Yan Nanxun's best friend to his face that Yan Nanxun was not, like a quail, they shrank their heads and kept silent.
Huai Qing felt a little grateful when he saw Jiang Siye's eyes, but unexpectedly, when Jiang Siye's gaze caught him, he was very cold.
Looking carefully, it turned out that he was looking at Rong Ting.
Huai Qing was puzzled again.
I don't understand why Fourth Master Jiang helped His Highness the Ninth Highness, but when he saw His Highness the Ninth Highness wanted to kill him with a thousand knives.
It's not just Huai Qing who can't figure it out.
The Patriarch of the Xu Family, Xu Shanqing, who came to see the Seventeenth Prince in the academy today, was also a little confused.
He heard that Jiang Xingzhou had come to Bailu Academy, and today he borrowed the name of the Seventeenth Prince to come and see Jiang Xingzhou's letter of recommendation for Rong Ting. Was it to help Rong Ting, or was it just Concubine Yun as his daughter said? In order to compete with her for favor, he resorted to all means.
Seeing Jiang Xingzhou looking at Rong Ting today, his eyes seemed to have hidden knives, it was definitely not the displeasure and warning that could be staged.
Just now he helped Rong Ting's words, but he didn't excuse Rong Ting, it seemed that he was helping his old buddy Yan Nanxun.
The father-in-law gradually accepted Jiahe's words in his heart.
But when he looked at Rong Ting from a distance, even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't hide his handsome demeanor, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.
A tiger with a broken tooth is still a tiger.
Xu Shanqing frowned with fear in his eyes.
Bailu Academy is the best academy in Dazhao.
Earlier, he gave his daughter thousands of instructions, and he didn't give Rong Ting the slightest chance to study, but let him learn by mistake that Yan Nanxun could accept as his disciple.
Letting him in Bailu Academy is even more dangerous.
It can't go on like this.
Yan Nanxun was very satisfied with Rong Ting, a disciple, and couldn't do anything with him.
All he could do was allow Ting's life in the academy to be unbearable, and force him to admit defeat.
It doesn't hurt to let him spend these days in the academy.
There was a bit of scheming sarcasm in the gloomy, vulture-like eyes of the father-in-law.
People are assholes.
Let him know the sweetness first, and then go to the bitterness, no one will be able to bear it.
…
at lunch.
Huaiqing looked at the food delivered in the kitchen of the academy, and his head grew dizzy.
Recently, the food given is getting less and less every day. Today, who can eat these few green vegetable leaves and a small bowl of rice
It's like dealing with beggars.
He chased him out to question him, the little worker who brought the food looked at him contemptuously, and said angrily: "Nowadays there is a famine in Nanzhang, and there is a shortage of food everywhere, His Ninth Highness, even the son of an emperor, should know how to be sympathetic to the people and lead by example. "
"But His Highness Ninth Prince's injury is still not healed!"
"Yeah, sitting in a wheelchair all day and not being tired, I don't have to eat so much after all."
Huai Qing rushed out angrily, wanting to find someone to reason with, but when he arrived at the kitchen, the steward said lightly, "Everyone's food is the same, why is your master doing something special? Don't be so ignorant, there is not enough food." Just give you another bowl of rice, save some money, the prince must set an example for the prince."
Huai Qing struggled.
He could already smell the smell of cooking meat in the kitchen, how could the food be the same.
He ate and went back sullen.
Anxious but there is nothing to do.
Tell Rong Ting what he and the head of the kitchen said.
But there was not the slightest wave in those cold eyes.
He even said to Huai Qing as if he had expected these things to happen, "If this kind of thing happens in the future, there is no need to argue about theories."
To argue is just to give others more opportunities to say black into white, and white into black.
His pupils are as lonely as a cold night.
"No matter what others say about me, there is no need to argue."
…
Huai Qing didn't understand what Rong Ting meant at first.
When he heard the voices of discussions in the academy, he suddenly became enlightened, but he was shocked and angry.
From the day when he went to the kitchen to question him, there have been rumors among the scholars in the academy that Rong Ting disregarded the common people and was greedy for comfort and pleasure.
But he was the eunuch who served by Rong Ting's side.
Whatever he said, others said he was a foolish and loyal protector.
No one listened to his words.
Huaiqing became anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly thought of a person.
…
Outside Bailu Academy, in the private room on the top floor of the restaurant, Jiang Rao led Jiang Jinxing, waiting for her father to come in.
She watched Jiang Jinxing sneaking around in the corner, she didn't know what he was doing, and after holding back for a long time, she leaned over to take a look.
The child held a peeled red pepper in his hand and applied it to the edge of his eyes, which were full of tears.
"What are you doing?"
"I'll cry, cry and cry, and my father will take pity on me, so I don't have to study anymore."
Jiang Jinxing was choked by the chili pepper and his nose was itchy. He cried and sneezed a few times. He hugged Jiang Rao with hands and feet and did not let go. "Sister, I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave mother."
Jiang Rao: "..."
It was fine before going out, but when it was time to enter the academy, it started to make trouble again
The wooden door of the private room opened at this moment, and the outside wind blew in.
Spicy and cold, Jiang Jinxing's tears flowed even more happily. Seeing his father stepping in, Xiaojiao hid it in the small pocket on his clothes, ran over and rubbed it, "Daddy, I miss you so much, don't worry about me, woo woo woo."
Last time, the tears were at my grandfather's place, and it worked.
Jiang Jinxing is full of expectations that his father will take care of him quickly like his grandfather.
But Fourth Master Jiang glanced at him indifferently.
The voice is cold—
"Since you don't let anyone care, go to the window and blow some air to calm down, don't say it's my son when you go out crying so ugly."
Jiang Jinxing's eyes were hot and sour, and his heart was turbulent. Looking at his father's back and walking away relentlessly, he cried even louder
This trick is useless.
It was Jiang Rao who felt sorry for him more, ran over and hugged him in his arms, wiped away the tears from his eyes with a handkerchief, asked the servant girl to lead him to wash his hands and face, and said to his father, "Daddy, I'm just going to do my best." I'm still not used to the days of studying in an academy."
Neither of her siblings have stayed in one place for a long time. She is better. She has been in Jinling until she was six years old. For Jiang Jinxing, it is common for Jiang Jinxing to live in a different place every few months. Trapping him in the academy is embarrassing for him. up.
Jiang Siye thought of the crying bag that shook the whole restaurant just now, and his beard turned up in anger, "I'm not used to this before I entered the academy?"
"If he's not used to it, then I'll make him get used to it."
After washing his face, Jiang Jinxing, who was brought back by the maid, hiccupped in fright.
Jiang Rao went to hug him again, "Daddy threatened you, when did he really hit you?"
Jiang Xingzhou refused to lose face in front of his son, "If he is disobedient, I will really beat him."
Jiang Jinxing shrank his head, and quickly admitted, "Daddy, I'm used to it, and I'm used to it now."
But he held Jiang Rao's fingers tightly, and looked at Fourth Master Jiang eagerly, "Daddy, can you let sister go with me?"
"You think beautifully."
Jiang Jinxing pursed her lips, "But my sister said that she wanted to go, but she couldn't."
Fourth Master Jiang frowned deeply when he heard the words, and looked at Jiang Rao, "Really?"
Jiang Rao nodded, but lowered her gaze.
She knew that her idea was out of her mind and could not be realized.
Girls go to the academy, and they don't go in for study. When others hear it, they don't know how far the joke is.
She said to Jiang Jinxing: "My sister can't get in, you study hard, if there is anything you want to know, sister, just ask you."
"Why can't I get in?" Jiang Xingzhou was very dissatisfied with her words, and said in a deep voice, "Women in this world are too tired to live. Although I can't screw this world, if a small Bailu Academy can't even take you Go in, my nearly forty years, isn't my life in vain?"
The more he talked, the more indignant he became.
A pair of big, round eyes looking at him, shining like a child, shone brightly.
They said in unison: "Daddy, what can you do?"
…
"Women are not allowed to enter, but if it's a man, isn't that all right?"
Facing the bronze mirror, Jiang Rao looked at the yellow mud, powder and makeup painted on her face and neck by his father, the man's bun and the man's hairpin, his eyes were fresh and amazed.
—It turns out that if she were a man, she would be born like this.
"No wonder mother always asks daddy to draw eyebrows for her, daddy is really a master of painting."
Fourth Master Jiang was very proud, "Although you can't compare to those who can change your appearance, at least you won't be seen as a woman."
"The mother said that you pretended to be a woman and tricked her into being a close friend at that time. Is it true?"
Fourth Master Jiang choked heavily, with complex eyes and an embarrassed expression, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and retorted: "It's nothing."
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He said to Jiang Rao: "I will take you in as a adopted son in a while. You are not tall, so let's say you are eleven years old and sick since childhood. When the time comes, don't talk and pretend to be dumb, so as not to be caught If people see through, let Jiang Ping follow you, I am also relieved."
Jiang Rao nodded, "Then what's my name?"
"Think for yourself."
Jiang Rao thought about it carefully.
Fourth Master Jiang saw her buried in deep thought, "Thought so seriously, what good name did you come up with?"
"Think it over." Jiang Rao sat upright, "I want to be called Jiang Youfu."
"..."
Fourth Master Jiang smiled helplessly, "Okay, the native name is easy to support."
At this moment, Jiang Jinxing took out a powder case and came over, "Daddy, you have a daughter and a son. Now sister is a son. Look, can I be the daughter who doesn't have to go to school?"
Fourth Master Jiang immediately felt dizzy.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a ready-made stick at hand, he would have chased and beaten this son of a bitch all over the room!
Roared:
"Don't think that you don't have to go to the academy if you turn into a girl. If you think about escaping from the academy, I won't let you rest for a day after you get in."
Jiang Jinxing pursed his lips, and put the powder box back tremblingly.
…
To dress up as a man, apart from applying a thick layer of makeup that even changed the shape of the face, Jiang Rao had to think about clothes.
She is a little too small.
But the chest has begun to show fullness.
It's just... the corset hurts too much.
Jiang Rao looked at the masculine makeup her father put on her in the bronze mirror. Her complexion was dull and her facial features were plain.
Anyway, Jiang Youfu was not her, Jiang Rao, so she stuffed cloth stuffing into her stomach and tied it up, pretending to be a fat little man with a lot of meat.
After a long time, when Jiang Rao came out of the cubicle of the restaurant wearing the men's clothes Jiang Siye had bought for her, Jiang Jinxing looked at her.
He looked down at himself again, lost in thought.
It was as if he had seen what he would look like in the future.
There was some resistance immediately.
Jiang Xingzhou was extremely satisfied with his daughter's appearance.
Walking with them outside Bailu Academy, he suddenly remembered something and asked Jiang Rao, "Why do you want to study all of a sudden?"
The rich and naive little mute Jiang Youfu pursed his lips and blinked his eyes.
She entered the academy and didn't want to study.
She just wanted to see if the little pity was doing well.