The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Time soon entered the twelfth lunar month.

From the second day of the twelfth lunar month to the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, there was always a snowstorm outside the house. The wind blew the roof tiles flying, and several trees in the courtyard of Xu's mansion were blown off.

Li Zhao refused to let Song Qingyue go out, and let Feng Qi do it for her if she needed to go out of the house.The two stayed together every day, attending classes, playing chess, chatting, and discussing how to become a generation of "sage kings" in the future, which was not boring at all.

During Laba, the wind and snow still did not stop.

Xu Pingting braved the heavy snow and came to visit Song Qingyue with Laba porridge in her arms.

Even though there was a maid holding an umbrella, there were still a lot of snowflakes on her head and body.

When I entered the room, I saw Song Yaxin was there, and the two Song sisters were cooking Laba porridge in a small clay stove and earthen pot.

But why doesn't the pile of ingredients on the table look quite right?In addition to kidney beans, mung beans, sorghum rice, millet, gorgon, lotus seeds, peanuts, and walnuts, there are also soaked fungus shreds, dried bamboo shoots, shredded mushrooms, dried cowpea, carrots, celery, and chopped Diced pickled cucumbers.

Song Qingyue is putting diced sausage and minced lamb into the pot!
"Is the imperial concubine making Laba porridge?" Xu Pingting was stunned.

Song Qingyue nodded: "The way of eating in the south, we have sweet and salty Laba porridge there." Sprinkling a spoonful of fine salt and two spoons of pepper into the pottery jar, if there are shrimps, scallops, and dried abalone She put all the broken pieces. To be honest, Song Qingyue had never eaten Laba porridge with mutton.

The corner of Xu Pingting's mouth twitched: "Is this vegetable and meat porridge?"

Song Qingyue nodded: "Almost, it's vegetable and meat porridge." She looked at Xu Pingting and said, "Our Royal Highness likes this, and the cooks in this house can't make it."

Xu Pingting asked calmly, "How can His Royal Highness like this?"

Song Qingyue looked at her and smiled: "Your Highness has stayed in Lingnan for seven or eight years, and some southern tastes are not unusual. Miss Xu Jiu, what is that in your hand? Is it also Laba porridge?"

Xu Pingting smiled awkwardly: "Mmmmmm! I brought it for my sister to taste, but it's sweet, with some chopped preserved fruit and candied fruit in it. Red dates and longan were also put in."

"This is good, big sister loves sweet Laba porridge the most!" Song Qingyue turned her head to look at Song Yaxin, who smiled and took the small porcelain cup from Xu Pingting's hand, and said with a smile, "I'll give it to your big brother to try too. , he also likes to eat sweets."

The little girl smiled even more forcedly: "That's just right, big brother can ask big brother to eat if he likes it."

"Why is your hair all wet?" Song Qingyue seemed to realize it, and called Moping over to serve Xu Pingting: "Take the cloak for Nine Girls to dry, be careful, don't burn it!"

Song Qingyue pulled Xu Pingting to sit down by the stove again, and said with a smile, "Ninth girl, sit down, you are welcome. What kind of tea do you like? Black tea or green tea? How about trying Tieguanyin from Lingnan? I like the one from Wuyishan the most. Jin Junmei. Mo Ping, bring the chestnut cake you made early in the morning and give it to Miss Jiu to taste." Xu Pingting was flattered by Song Qingyue's enthusiasm.

"I'm not busy. I drink any kind of tea. It's cold, so why don't I have ginger tea." Xu Pingting said.

"Yes, it's cold, my brain. Mo Fan, let's serve ginger tea! Put more sugar."

When the chestnut cake was served, Song Qingyue enthusiastically introduced it to Xu Pingting: "This chicken cake is filled with chopped walnuts and sunflower kernels, it is very fragrant! The chestnuts are canned chestnuts, sweet and glutinous, try it, The taste is really good. My girl named Mo Ping is also excellent at making butterfly cakes, but I don’t have them today, so come back another day, and I’ll ask Mo Ping to make it for you to try.”

"Thank you, Princess Concubine, you... are so kind." Xu Pingting smiled cautiously while holding a cup of sweet ginger tea.

Song Qingyue patted Xu Pingting on the shoulder, "You are young, a little sister. I should have taken care of you."

Song Yaxin instinctively felt that Song Qingyue's enthusiasm was too much. She glanced back and forth between her sister-in-law and her younger sister, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, but she couldn't figure it out for a while. She just felt that Xu Jiu's visit to Song Qingyue today was a bit abrupt.

At this time, Li Zhao and Xu Youzhong finished fisting and kicking, and came in from outside covered in cold air.

Xu Pingting's eyes lit up when she saw Li Zhao, she hurriedly stood up and saluted him, "His Royal Highness, little girl Xu Pingting greets His Royal Highness!"

Li Zhao ignored her, he was busy cleaning up the snow particles all over his head and face.

And Song Yaxin at the side suddenly realized when she saw this - it was her sister-in-law's idea to hit her third brother-in-law!
Hey!
She stood up abruptly, the blood on her face went quiet for an instant, and immediately wanted to slap her sister-in-law twice, but the third sister grabbed her sleeve and grabbed her.

Song Qingyue smiled and winked at her, showing that she knew what she knew.

Song Yaxin felt a little guilty when facing her younger sister. She was very uneasy. She didn't know if the father-in-law and the eldest son knew about such a big matter.

If this is the arrangement of the Duke's Mansion, she must seek Xu Youzhong's theory, and she has kept such a big matter from herself!

Li Zhao is her brother-in-law!

The sister-in-law at home actually wanted to rob someone from her own sister, she was almost fainted now.

No matter how she thought about it, her position was extremely embarrassing.

Xu Youzhong, she will tell him to go sleep in the study for a few days!

The third younger sister was busy, although most of them were for herself, but didn't the Xu family benefit?Do you have any conscience left?Too much deception!
"Sister, please be safe and don't be impatient." Song Qingyue could see that her sister's face was about to lose its strength, so she quickly pulled her aside to comfort her in a low voice.

"Third sister, I, I don't know..." Song Yaxin held Song Qingyue's hand incoherently, she was anxious and angry, and she was about to cry.

"It's okay, remember that I asked Mo Shan to ask your Qingsong Cuibai about the two concubines of the Xu family?"

Song Yaxin nodded.

"Actually, I was already mentally prepared at that time. I wanted the Duke's Mansion to stand up and support King Su. How could the Xu family be satisfied with being the brother-in-law of the future prince?" Song Qingyue explained calmly.

"If they're not satisfied, why don't they just give Xu Jiu to your father-in-law?" Song Yaxin pouted angrily, "Shameless bitch! It's embarrassing to rush to be a concubine!"

Song Qingyue was amused by her sister: "Sister, you know my father-in-law...His Royal Highness King Su, he is not very reliable, hahahahahahaha..."

Song Yaxin just remembered that His Royal Highness King Su's reputation for female sex is indeed not very good. There are hundreds of old people who have fallen out of favor in the palace. People dare to rank first.

Of course, the main reason is that the high positions in King Su’s mansion have already been occupied, and a lot of children have already been born. Compared with sending daughters directly to King Su, it seems that giving the daughter’s future income to the eldest son Li Zhao bigger.

"I'm also so mad!" Song Yaxin said while clutching her forehead, "I'll settle the score with Xu Youzhong when I turn around!"

Song Qingyue suddenly thought of a good way to punish her, and whispered in her sister's ear: "You make Xu Shizi a cup of deer blood soup, and when the time comes, tie him to the bed, tie him tighter, beat him with a board, and then give him a hug." The person is thrown inside, the door is locked, let him suffer... and go back in half an hour."

Song Yaxin was surprised at first, and then burst out laughing. She stared at Song Qingyue's fairy-like face speechlessly, and frowned, "Where did you learn all this?"

"My sister will clearly tell my brother-in-law that I came up with the idea, otherwise he won't know where he went wrong!" Song Qingyue snorted, "My sister told him, remember to ask him to discuss with you next time when there is an important matter. You are the prince Ma'am, she is the wife of the Xu family! How can such a big matter be kept from you? It's not that we can't understand that the government is for the family, so we should sit down and talk about it in the open, at least say hello to you, and let me know The key point is that they kept it from you and sneaked around, that is, to bury you, to bury me, and to bury our Song family! Sister, don’t you think so?”

"Yeah, they've done it all wrong!" Song Yaxin said angrily at the same time as her enemies. At the same time, she remembered what her sister said before. No matter how high the official family is, it's impossible to get along with the royal backyard, especially a prince who is expected to become the next emperor. The backyard is so different.

With so many pairs of eyes staring at him, even the side room is vying for it.

It's not easy for my sister.

Li Zhao finished arranging the snow on his hair and face, and stood by the stove to warm his body again, then walked to Song Qingyue's side, took her hand and asked, "What are you whispering?"

Xu Pingting over there thought that Li Zhao hadn't heard her greeting him just now, so she came over and blessed her body again: "Your Highness, the little girl Pingting greets Your Highness."

Li Zhao frowned slightly when she saw Miss Xu Jiu, but said nothing, nodded slightly to her, apologized to Song Yaxin, and pulled Song Qingyue into the room.

Xu Pingting was slightly disappointed outside, but she attributed it to her being too young.After two years, when I open up a bit, my appearance will definitely be no worse than that concubine who is also a concubine.

Song Yaxin didn't even want to look at her now, so she walked to the small clay stove where the porridge was cooked and sat down, staring at the swaying flames and thinking about it.

Inside, Song Qingyue was pressed against the door by Li Zhao and kissed deeply. She stood on tiptoe, stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and responded enthusiastically.

The two were inseparable, and after a long while, Li Zhaocai stopped panting slightly, hesitated for a while, and said slowly, "Yue'er, I have something to tell you."

"Let's talk." Song Qingyue looked at him with a half-smile.

Li Zhao rolled his throat up and down, and said slowly, "That Xu Jiu...I..."

Song Qingyue interrupted his hesitation: "The Xu family is playing tricks on you, right?"

"You know?" Li Zhao asked in surprise.

Song Qingyue smiled nonchalantly, raised her face and asked, "Is it just that little girl from the Xu family showing off flowers and branches in front of you, or has Mr. Xu or my elder brother-in-law already mentioned it to you?"

"It was Mr. Xu who spoke." Li Zhaosu said with a straight face.

Song Qingyue chuckled lightly: "That Xu Youzhong still has a conscience, otherwise he would look down on our Song family too much."

Li Zhao observed her expression carefully, and said awkwardly: "You, you... Yue'er, I don't want you to be sad."

Song Qingyue asked back: "So, His Highness is ready to accept someone?"

Facing her clear eyes, Li Zhao pursed his lips, his palms were slightly sweaty, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Song Qingyue withdrew her smile, and said slightly aggrieved, "Your Highness is really planning to accept her...to keep Mr. Xu at bay? Or is it because Your Highness thinks that Miss Xu Jiu is pretty?"

Li Zhao said honestly: "The attitude of Duke Wei's mansion is very important. Just now Mr. Xu came to ask me personally, saying that in the next spring, Miss Xu Jiu and Miss Xu Ba will return to Beijing with us and let me take care of them. I agree. gone."

These words are really level, advancing can be attacked, retreating can be defended, and the meaning is also expressed in place.

Gee.

Song Qingyue's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about whether she should be more sad or virtuous now.

She tenderly slipped into Li Zhao's arms, hugged his waist, leaned her head on his chest, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness can arrange whatever you want. If you want me to do something, just tell me. I will do it. "

"Moon!"

Li Zhao hugged her tightly.

Song Qingyue is a character who can't bear to be wronged, but she married herself, so she has to endure it.

She is so calm and sensible now, and the just right depression she showed made Li Zhao feel extremely guilty.

"Yue'er, I will not betray you. You are the only one in my heart. You believe me." He held her hand tightly, afraid that she would not believe his words. Today, he suddenly found that the words are so weak .

"Yue'er? Just say what's sad. You can beat me and scold me. Don't hold it in your heart alone. Huh?" Li Zhao lowered his head and stared into her eyes.

"Okay, it's a lie to say that I don't feel uncomfortable, but to be honest, I knew this would happen since the day I got engaged to His Highness. His Highness just comforted me like this, why should I feel uncomfortable?"

Song Qingyue was much calmer than he had imagined, her expressionless face could hardly see her true emotions.

"You don't believe what I say." Li Zhaodao, "You are the only one in my heart, I love you, Yue'er, I only love you."

Unable to stand the attack of his love words, Song Qingyue hurriedly pushed him away, and said "I believe it!"

Song Qingyue laughed.

Li Zhao carefully looked at her expression, she couldn't see any anger or sadness on her face, but there was a little loneliness in her eyes, maybe as she said, she had expected such a day.

Li Zhao was very helpless, but also heaved a sigh of relief, bent down and pecked her on the lips before going to clean the room.

Mo Shan walked over worriedly, poured a cup of tea for Song Qingyue, and comforted Song Qingyue in a low voice: "Concubine Shi Zi, it's fine, didn't your Highness say that he only has you in his heart."

Song Qingyue sipped hot tea, curled her lips: "I believe him a ghost! Just listen to what a man says, and don't take it seriously."

"Shizifei!" Mo Fan felt sad again after being poured cold water by her master. She felt more wronged than Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue patted the ink fan reassuringly: "It's okay, this kind of thing will happen again in the future, there will be more and more, we have to get used to it! Don't make a sad face, just pretend nothing happened, do you know? Also tell Moping and Mo Hen, don't put it on your face, it's not good for Lin Wanfu and the others to see it."

She propped her head up and thought, after all, she has come to this point, she really has become not like her previous self.

If it were my former self, I would probably hide and cry for a while.

She feels that she has really improved!