Outsiders also have golden fingers

Chapter 53 For the rest of my life, hug more thighs
With Emperor Chengzong's approach, Concubine Lu Gui may be the queen mother in the future, but she will never be the queen.

Most of this kind of men who are worthy, conscientious and not bad at all have such virtues.

If Qingling is afraid of the Lu family, of course she is, the strength of the two sides is too great.

Killing them is like strangling a few ants to death, and they are natural enemies that cannot be resolved.

Since it is impossible to reconcile with the enemy, let's hold on to the thigh of the enemy's enemy.

There is no way, I am too weak, I can only live by hugging my thighs.

As for the Empress Dowager who has no sons (it is said that she can no longer bear children), and Concubine Lu Gui who has sons (may also be born again) may become the Empress Dowager in the future, that is too far away.

It all depends on human effort, not to mention that my emperor is only in her thirties, just in her prime, and she is still too early to pass on the throne. She can only live in the present in order to plan for the future.

We can't even guarantee the present carelessness, how can we talk about poetry and the distance.

With the golden finger blessing of sharp ears and eyesight and an unforgettable memory, Qingling is a child of someone else's family as soon as he enters school, and he is confident that he will be admitted to the Imperial College without any problem.

The classics and history sub-collection that the teachers value most is the second best. Not only is it firmly ranked first in the whole year, but it also beats the No.2 one by a large margin.

Qinqi (Go) has no talent or interest, so he didn't choose to study. Checkers is a constant victor, but he was criticized by his teacher as unrefined.

The first-hand hairpin flower lowercase is decent, and it has been praised for the first time, and it has been secretly practiced by other people. Outsiders don't know, anyway, the skills are not overwhelming, and it will definitely be useful at critical times.

She just passed the painting, she drew according to the sketching method, but was criticized by the teacher for being a craftsman, there is no way, she is realistic, others are freehand, I really can't learn it.

As for female reds (including material identification, pattern design, ready-to-wear design, hand-sewing and embroidery), cooking and others, except for embroidery, which has just passed the pass (mainly because it is too wasteful of eyesight and kung fu, she doesn't want to learn), the others are almost self-taught. .

There is no way, I have been edified and rolled in the accumulation of thousands of years of Chinese civilization since I was a child, these are just pediatrics.

Fortunately, what she is not good at is elective courses, which are only for reference and not considered for grades, (except for those who want to make achievements in those areas, there are also special art examination institutions), she is determined to be the empress's student.

Three days later, according to the agreement, Qingling was not in a hurry to go home after school, and asked Xiaoyue to come over in advance to take the school basket back, and then came to the agreed place.

Sure enough, Zheng Shiyun was already waiting there, stretching her neck to look this way, and seeing her surprised face, she hurried forward to salute.

She was taught very well. Although she was only a child, she was haggard because of sadness and panic, but her words and deeds were very decent. Although her clothes were plain and old, they were washed clean.

Probably because she wanted to see Qingling, today she only wore a small white flower on her temples, and she did not wear heavy filial piety.

Qingling returned the salute, and said softly: "Sister Zheng, you don't need to be too polite, but Uncle Zheng has been buried in peace?"

Zheng Shiyun's red and swollen eye circles immediately became red again, and she quickly wiped away her tears:
"Miss Lao is concerned. With the help of Uncle Zhang and Brother Cheng yesterday morning, Daddy has been buried in the ground."

Brother Cheng, he should be that little book boy, and I don't know the name of that kind little boy.

Qing Ling thought for a while and said: "Take me to your house to offer incense to Uncle Zheng, and take a look at your house by the way."

In the morning, I told my mother that she has an appointment with a classmate, so I don't have to wait for her to have dinner.

Thinking of the old house rented by her family, Zheng Shiyun hesitated, but quickly said:
"Okay, my house is in the south of the city. It's a little far away. It takes about an hour to walk there. If Miss doesn't mind, I'll lead the way."

It seems that Zheng Shiyun has already guessed her thoughts and took the initiative to pretend to be a maid.

Yes, although I have my own ideas, I know how to adjust my mentality according to the situation, and I can quickly adapt to my new identity.

The road is indeed a bit long, but fortunately it is just after Shenzheng (after four o'clock in the afternoon), and at worst, I will call a carriage when I come back.

My mother has long been used to her independence and strength (mainly due to her ingenuity and hidden weapons hidden in her body), as well as her plausible words and fallacies when she makes mistakes occasionally, so she has nothing to worry about.

As expected, Chang'an was poor in the south and low in the north, and after walking a long way to the south, the environment was getting worse and worse. Most of the pedestrians were in a hurry and covered with vicissitudes, and there were some people who didn't look serious.

Zheng Shiyun was used to setting up a stall with his father from the south of the city to the west of the city every day, and knew how to take shortcuts, walking very briskly.

Qingling possessed lightness kung fu, looked at Youxie calmly, but actually walked briskly, not slow at all.

Just half an hour later, the two of them came to a dilapidated alley. The walls of the opening were covered with green vines, which added some vitality.

Zheng Shiyun said embarrassingly: "Miss, be careful, the road inside is uneven and there is sewage, don't get your shoes dirty.

Don't be afraid, although it is dilapidated, it is mostly poor people with good intentions. Bad people will not come in, because there is nothing to steal. "

The two turned around several times, and occasionally someone greeted Zheng Shiyun, and looked at the lightness in student uniform in surprise.

When I came to a dilapidated courtyard, the door was open. Although the inside was not big, many houses were built, like a large courtyard.

There are a few women doing laundry and doing chores in the yard, there are also dirty children chasing and playing in the yard, and there are a few sallow and thin old people sitting on the steps and chatting, their hands are not idle.

Seeing Qingling Qiqi turn around, with all kinds of expressions, I think I really don't understand how such people come to such a place.

In fact, Qing Ling felt that compared with most of her classmates, she was already dressed very simply.

A light blue cotton school uniform, only the neckline, cuffs and waist are embroidered with the same color pattern decoration with silk thread, and the bag is tied with a light blue ribbon, but the mother can't help but adorn a few pearls on both ends of the ribbon.

She also wore simple star jade pendants on her ears, and a cute white jade rabbit on her skirt, which was not too precious, and she didn't even wear a necklace around her neck.

This attire is really ordinary, at least it is unremarkable in the academy, and of course it is not shabby.

But they didn't know that with this outfit, her confident and generous demeanor, and her rosy complexion, standing in this courtyard was already full of glory.

What's more, this student uniform and a few simple jewelry on his body are already out of reach for the people here in a lifetime.

Someone asked: "Miss Zheng, your family has rich relatives in the capital? Why haven't you heard from your father?"

Zheng Shiyun shook her head calmly, did not answer, and was about to take Qingling to her own house, when there was a noise from the next room.

Immediately afterwards a woman came out with a four or five-year-old girl in her arms. She threw it to the ground and kicked, beat, and cursed very fiercely.

The little girl was very thin, she only shed tears silently, neither made a sound nor resisted, when she saw Qingling and Shiyun, she had a begging look on her face.

Zheng Shiyun stepped forward and stopped while pleading: "Aunt Zhu, slow down, be careful that your hands hurt!"

Only then did the mean-looking woman realize that the "noble man" Qing Ling was standing in the yard, she was stunned for a moment and stopped her hands.

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