Qingyan took Qingcong to the garden and went straight to the pavilion. There was still the remaining pen and ink she used yesterday. She asked Bai Zhi to prepare some snacks and send them over, so that she would have something to fill her stomach when she was hungry.
"Miss, here is the rice paper you left yesterday. What are you going to teach the young master today?" Zi Zhu looked at Qing Yan and began to skillfully polish the ink.
Qingyan carried Qing Cong to the stone bench and sat down. She looked at Qing Cong and said gently, "Cong'er, have you heard any poems your fifth sister read."
Qing Cong shook his head after listening to Qing Yan's words, "I've never heard of it."
Qingyan picked up the pen and dipped it in some ink. After thinking for a long time, she wrote a poem called "Seven Steps Poem" by Cao Zhi on the paper. This was also the first poem that Min Ning learned. Maybe Min Ning didn't understand the poem at that time. meaning, but now he will surely understand the meaning of this poem.
"Cooking the beans burns the pods, and the beans weep in the cauldron; they are born from the same root, so why rush to fry each other?" Zi Zhu looked at the poem on the paper and read it out softly, "Miss, I remember this is "Seven Years" written by Cao Zijian during the Three Kingdoms period. "Step Poetry"
Qingyan put down the pen in her hand and nodded to Zizhu, "Yes, it's Zijian's "Seven-Step Poetry"." She put the paper in front of Qing Cong, "Recite it several times after your sister, Cong'er should practice more A few times, you can see how good it is."
Qing Cong smiled tenderly at Qing Yan.
Boil the beans and burn the pods, and the beans weep in the cauldron; they are originally from the same root, why fry each other in a hurry!
Deng Yan knocked on the wooden fish with a pious look on her face. It wasn't until the voice of the maid beside her sounded that Deng Yan put down the wooden fish in her hand. 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 Fourth to practice calligraphy. I want you to go and 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 low eyebrow and said, "Yes, it's Miss Fourth."
Deng Yan still shook her head, "Then how could the Fourth Miss fall in love with our Cong'er?" She seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes widened. When she looked at Linghua, she said anxiously, "Take me to find her quickly." Cong'er."
When Deng Yan found the garden, she heard Qing Cong reciting "Seven Steps of Poetry". She stood nearby and observed them carefully. She found that Qing Yan had no ill intentions towards Su Qing Cong at all.
"Auntie is worried about Conner, so you came here to have a look?" Qingyan said calmly, looking at Deng Yan who was hiding behind the rockery.
Deng Yan didn't expect that Qingyan would have noticed her presence long ago. She arranged her clothes and walked out of the rockery. When Qing Cong saw Deng Yan, she ran towards her with a smile and said, "Mother, the fourth sister taught me how to read and calligraphy."
Deng Yan scraped Qing Cong's nose lovingly, "Cong'er still remembers what I said."
Qing Cong suddenly fainted when he looked at Deng Yan, "Auntie."
"Cong'er, it's not that I don't want you to call me mother, but my identity is here." Deng Yan looked at Qing Cong and said calmly.
"Cong'er, since you have seen your aunt, why don't you recite the ancient poem that your sister gave you just now?" Qingyan walked up to Qing Cong and said with a smile on her face.
After listening to Qingyan's words, Qing Cong recited the "Seven-Step Poetry" just now to Deng Yan. Although Qing Cong did not understand the meaning of this poem, how could Deng Yan not understand it.
They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into each other!
"Miss Fourth, I wonder if you have time tonight." Deng Yan said with a smile on her face when she looked at Qingyan.
"Of course." Qingyan raised her head while eating red bean cake and met Deng Yan's eyes.
"Fourth sister, I will come to you tomorrow to teach me how to read and calligraphy." Qing Cong looked at Qing Yan in Deng Yan's arms.
"Okay, sister will be waiting for you here tomorrow." Qingyan looked at Qing Cong with a smile on her face. She seemed to have thought of something and said, "Sister will go to school tomorrow. You can come see sister after school." That’s good.”
Qing Cong nodded to Qing Yan, and then left the garden with Deng Yan.
"Miss, I heard that Aunt Deng is dedicated to the Buddha, so why would you want to win over the lady?" Zi Zhu said in a low voice while looking at the retreating figure.
"Zizhu, have you ever heard of a saying that says, 'It's easier to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree.' If Aunt Deng is a good ally, why not?" Qingyan said as she picked up the pen and started writing on the paper. .
Practicing calligraphy is a habit that Qingyan developed after becoming the queen. She wrote naturally on the paper:
Walk to a waterless place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.
After Qingyan finished practicing calligraphy, she sat in the pavilion for a while before getting up and returning to Yingshuang Residence.
Some things shouldn't be rushed. She is only 14 years old now, and she still has time to plan things out slowly. But the most important thing right now is to find an ally and let them taste what it feels like to be stabbed by a so-called relative.
"Miss, you are back. Tonight Lu'e will make you the shredded chicken and bamboo shoot soup that I learned from sister Huixiang today." Lu'e saw Qingyan stepping into Yingshuang Residence and went to greet her.
"Okay, I'm quite satisfied with Lu'e's craftsmanship." Qingyan returned to the room and saw the little fox jumping into her arms before she could sit down.
"Miss, this little fox is really close to you." Bai Zhi said and flicked Yaoyao's head, "Yaoyao, do you dislike the fact that this slave doesn't feed you well?"
Yaoyao looked at Bai Zhi with her bulging eyes, and then rubbed Bai Zhi's arm.
"Yeah, this little thing is really cute." Bai Zhi said and touched Yaoyao's soft fur.
Qingyan held Yaoyao in her arms, "We, Yaoyao, are naturally lovable."
"Zizhu, you have to go to school tomorrow, help me prepare things." 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 answer, she heard a voice say, "Miss, I heard that the lady is in good health, so I thought of sending something to the lady." After saying that, he handed the basket in his hand to Qingyan.
Qingyan looked at Aunt Ruo with a smile on her face, "Aunt Ruo, I really thank you for your trouble." She looked at Huang Cen on the side and said, "I haven't accepted the basket from Aunt Ruo yet."
Huang Cen reluctantly took the basket from Aunt Ruo's hand. Last time, the lady had diarrhea because she ate something that Aunt Ruo sent her. Now she doesn't know what she will do again.
"Miss! The general and his wife are not at home all the year round. It is my responsibility to take good care of the young lady." Aunt Ruo looked at Qingyan and said cheerfully, "The four girls around you are not flexible. The old slave has replaced some people for you."
Huang Cen listened to Aunt Ruo's words and when he was about to speak, he saw Qingyan step forward and smile at the little fox in her arms and said, "Yaoyao, what will you do if you don't like someone?"
As if he had received an order, the little fox stretched out its sharp claws and pointed at Aunt Ruo. Aunt Ruo grimaced in pain, which made the maid behind her hold back her smile.
(End of chapter)