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Chapter 502: One mouthful after another [Thank you! Goodbye! I owe you 1k more]

Chapter 502: Mouth after Mouth [Thank you! Goodbye! I owe you 45k more]

South Lecture Hall Lane,

Rong family,

The ancestral hall in the courtyard,

The Rong family's rise to prominence began with the generation of Marquis Fuchang, whose ancestors were just ordinary bricklayers in Bian Jing.

Counting back in time, the highest-ranking person with a famous title was only the grandfather of Marquis Fuchang.

Therefore, although the Rong family is a marquisate, the number of tablets enshrined behind the altar in the ancestral hall is very small, which cannot be compared with the Gu, Xu and other families who are also marquises.

The tablets in the ancestral halls of these noble families are like forests.

The three lit incense sticks were held by carefully maintained fingers and gently inserted into the incense burner on the altar, with green smoke rising into the air.

Subsequently,

Concubine Rong bowed respectfully in front of the altar, muttering something with her eyes closed.

Rong Feiyan, who was next to her, was kneeling on a mat, also praying with her eyes closed and her hands clasped together. One could vaguely hear her saying that she hoped her niece would be healthy.

After Rong Fei opened her eyes and looked around the Rong family ancestral hall, she sighed softly.

In fact, it is not only the number of tablets,
The Rong Family Ancestral Hall is somewhat different from other families.

For example, there are plaques hanging on both sides of the ancestral halls of dukes and marquises such as Zhang, Gu, and Xu.

Each plaque is a symbol of the civil and military achievements of this family's ancestors.

As for the Rong family ancestral hall, there is only a plaque awarded by the palace when Rong Fei was promoted to the position of noble concubine.

Rong Feiyan beside him kowtowed and stood up.

Looking at her sister's youthful and beautiful face, Rong Fei couldn't help but smile.

When Rong Fei entered the palace, Rong Feiyan was not yet born.

When Concubine Rong had established herself in the palace and began to worry about her inability to get pregnant, Rong Feiyan was born.

In the following time, Rong Fei's love for Rong Feiyan, who had been very cute since childhood, was not just the mentality of an elder sister looking at her younger sister.

Rong Feiyan was called to the ancestral hall today. In fact, Rong Feiyan had prepared a lot of things to say.

But looking at her younger sister Rong Feiyan, she looked up at her from time to time with a guilty conscience, thinking that Rong Feiyan had made a lot of mistakes herself, and Rong Fei sighed softly in her heart.

After taking another look at the tablet in the ancestral hall, Rong Fei turned around gracefully and said, "Let's go."

Rong Feiyan was stunned: "Ah? Sister, you..."

Rong Fei turned around and asked: "Why, do you want me to scold you so that you can feel better?"

Rong Feiyan pursed her lips and shook her head.

She tilted her head and glanced up and down at Rong Feiyan again. Rong Fei said, "I thought it would be better to suffer a short pain than a long one. I will just stop you from thinking about it."

Hearing this, Rong Feiyan's eyes widened and she looked at her sister with her mouth slightly open.

"But I heard that the emperor

Before she finished, Rong Fei stopped talking, and after a moment's silence, she said solemnly: "In two years, when they start discussing marriages and don't choose our family, don't cry."

Rong Feiyan raised her head, resisting the urge to look away, and nodded at Rong Fei, saying, "Yes! Sister, I won't cry!"

Concubine Rong turned around and smiled slightly.

Then Rong Fei raised her chin slightly with great grace and walked out of the ancestral hall.

On the way back,
Looking at Rong Feiyan who was catching up with her in small steps, Rong Fei continued, "The cloak that was left at home today will be delivered tomorrow morning. Don't delay."

"Oh"

at night,

Concubine Rong has brought the little princess back to the palace.

Back to Xueyuan, the lights are bright yellow.

Xi Bu stood beside the table, holding a shiny copper bowl (iron) filled with red-hot charcoal.

"Wow~"

Ningxiang, another maid at the table, shook the almost dry cloak, and then spread a clean wet cloth on the cloak.

"Let me do it."

Rong Feiyan walked over and said.

After carefully handing the copper bowl to Rong Feiyan, he stood opposite Ningxiang and straightened the cloak on the table.

Then, Rong Feiyan began to iron it carefully.

"呲~呲~"

The copper bowl made a sound when it hit the wet cloth, and then a puff of white steam rose.

"Look, young lady. The embroidery on this cloak is so delicate and exquisite! I wonder which maid of the Xu family did this."

Ningxiang said this and stretched it hard again.

"It should be Qingcao's craft. I heard from Qingcao that she had learned it from a young lady with superb embroidery skills."

Xibu said with a smile.

Rong Feiyan nodded.

The master and his servants talked as they worked.
Soon, Xu Zaijing's cloak that had been dirty in the morning had been washed again, dried on the water tank, and ironed, becoming clean and tidy again.

Xi Bu took the iron from Rong Feiyan and said:

"Ningxiang, go get the incense burner."

"Hey."

Rong Feiyan stood beside the table, looking at the cloak on the table with some hesitation in her eyes.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

After putting the iron aside, Xibu folded his cloak and asked in confusion.

Rong Feiyan shook her head.

After a while, Ningxiang came over with a steamer with fine holes, looked at Rong Feiyan and said, "Miss, what kind of incense do you want to use to fumigate your clothes today?"

Hearing this, Xibu hesitated to speak. Rong Feiyan bit her lip lightly, and after a moment, she said, "The one I usually use will do."

"Hey!"

Ningxiang responded and went to find some spices, lit them up and covered the incense burner.

Xibu didn't say much, and went outside the room to bring in a basin of steaming hot water.

Afterwards, the fumigation cage was placed over a basin of hot water, and Rong Feiyan personally covered it with a cloak.

Two days after Rong Xian got married,

The solar term is Xiaoxue,

Yinshizhengji (four o'clock in the morning)
The north wind howled for half the night last night.
Not only did it blow away all the leaves on the grape vines, it also drove away the clouds in the sky.

The sky was still dark in the morning,

But the stars in the night sky are twinkling,
There is a bright moon in the sky,

The moon's bright light enveloped Xu Zaijing's courtyard.

There is still a faint shadow of the grape trellis on the ground.

In the candlelit house,
After a rustling sound,
The door was opened.

Xu Zaijing came out wearing a cloak and Qingcao carrying a lantern.

"call!"

Looking at the white air exhaled in front of him, Xu Zaijing stretched hard.

Qingcao behind him covered his ears with one hand and said to the inside of the house: "Mother Xia, close the door."

finished,

Qingcao quickly caught up with his master who had already taken a few steps forward.

The moonlight is bright on the road,

Although they were holding a lantern, there were still two shadows on the ground. The shadows were short and moved with the steps of the master and servant.

The two came to the racecourse.
The wide field was almost covered with light white frost.

It's still early.

The surrounding is quite quiet.

One could vaguely hear the snorting of horses eating hay in the lantern-lit stable.

There was also the sound of a large dog moving around near the cabin after the two people's footsteps were heard.

Qingcao entered the cabin, took off her earmuffs, and placed her master's kettle on the hot water tank.

After touching the head of the big dog that followed into the house, Qingcao stirred the charcoal fire in the stove.

When the grass sat down before the fire,
Outdoors
"Sigh~"

"Oh~!"

Xu Zaijing, who was wearing armor with Qingyun, made a sound of discomfort.

"It's so cold and hard to wear armor~!"

Xu Zaijing had just finished speaking.

"Qingcao! Take out the wine gourd on the water tank." Yin Bo's hoarse voice came.

"Oh!"

Qingcao hurriedly took the palm-sized but heavy warm gourd and walked out, handing the wine gourd to Xu Zaijing.

"Master still loves me."

Xu Zaijing uncorked the wine gourd and said.

Yin Bo smiled and said, "This fine wine sent by the Dou family is different! It's very strong, and you won't feel uncomfortable in your head after drinking it."

Xu Zaijing frowned and swallowed a mouthful of wine, then handed the gourd to Qingyun, and said as he warmed up, "Master, I'm glad you like it. I'll go to the Dou family and buy a dozen jars before the New Year."

Yin Bo smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, Xu Zaijing and Qingyun started training as usual.

Qingcao took the wine gourd and returned to the wooden house.

After looking outside, Qingcao shook the wine gourd and listened to the movement inside the gourd. Qingcao's eyes lit up.

Then, Qingcao raised his head and brought the wine gourd to his mouth.

A trickle of clear wine flowed into his mouth, and then Qingcao's expression instantly twisted.

With great willpower, Qingcao frowned and swallowed the wine. Then he shook his head and whispered, "Where is it beautiful?"

after awhile,

Qingcao looked at the wine gourd, smacked his lips with some aftertaste, and then brought the wine gourd to his mouth again.

One bite after another.

Lord Mother’s Courtyard,

Xu Zaijing is having breakfast.

Hualan, who entered the house with Zai Zhang, took off her cloak and looked curiously at Qingcao standing at the door of the house.

Arriving at the table, Hua Lan looked at Xu Zai Jing and asked with concern: "Xiao Wu, is Qing Cao sick? Why does her face look so red?"

Xu Zaijing, who was holding a porcelain bowl of meat porridge and eating fermented black beans with chopsticks, glanced at Qingcao who was looking down with a smile and said, "Sister-in-law, she's fine."

"Why are you blushing if nothing happens?" Hua Lan asked in confusion.

"I let Qingcao taste the remaining half gourd of wine from my morning exercise."

Listening to Xu Zaijing's words, Qingcao looked up in shame, then lowered her head in shame again.

Sun, who was in a good mood and refreshed, smiled and said, "This girl drank a lot, but she can still stand so steadily. It seems that she can drink quite well."

Xu Zaijing nodded in agreement: "Mother is right, I didn't expect this girl to be so alcoholic."

Sun gave Xu Zaijing a sidelong look and said, "The Rong family sent three carts of fine wine the day before yesterday. You let a little girl like her drink?"

Xu Zaijing said: "Outside, others can't even drink if they want to!" After saying that, he picked up the porcelain bowl and drank it all in one breath.

"Mother, brother, sister-in-law, I'm going to school first."

Xu Zaijing stood up, bowed, and left the room after he finished speaking.

After leaving Quyuan Street,
Although the morning was cold,

But from time to time there were still people carrying lanterns or going out in the moonlight.

There were still candles lit in the roadside patrol shops.

When they heard the sound of horse hooves of Xu Zaijing and others, soldiers would often come out to greet them and would receive some money to buy breakfast.

walk for a while,

We climbed the bridge over the canal in the city.

Xu Zaijing stopped his horse at the railing and looked into the river.

There is less water in winter.

In the moonlight,
The river surface under the bridge no longer has the abundant and sparkling appearance of summer and autumn.

Not far away on the river, there was only a large ship carrying an unknown cargo, with beige candlelight on.

Just now at the dinner table, Xu Zaijing said that there were people outside who wanted to drink fine wine but couldn't, and it wasn't a joke.

This is because in winter in Bianjing, the water in the canal is scarce and shallow, and there are many river sections outside the capital where navigation is difficult.

As a city that relied on water transport to deliver various goods,

Every winter when the water transport supply is insufficient, the prices in the city will rise.

For example, the heavy snow in the past two years caused the temperature to rise to the sky.

What the residents of Bianjing could do was to prepare more things before winter.

"唏伦~"

The little black colt snorted, exhaled a puff of white air, and then carried Xu Zaijing off the bridge and walked towards the river bank.

When getting off the bridge,
There were sparse voices coming from the room.
A group of people were just getting on the bridge on the other side.
Listening to the conversation in the crowd, it seemed that the people in charge of carrying things at the canal dock were being teamed up to help pull the boat.

When we cross paths,
"Meet the benefactor!"

someone in the crowd said.

Xu Zaijing looked back and saw a man talking to Qingyun with his hands clasped.

Qingyun exhaled white air and said, "Brother Tan, are you going to..."

After a conversation, Xu Zaijing looked at the crowd who were bowing to him and bowed slightly in greeting.

Xu Zaijing and others' carriages had already gone far away.

The old man who led the group looked at the lantern on the carriage and said to the 'old man Tan' mentioned by Qingyun: "Is that really Wu Lang from the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion?"

"Master Xing, I dare not hide the truth from you. There are only a few mounts for Wulang in Bianjing."

The old man nodded, and his eyes became much gentler when he looked at the father of the Tan brothers and sisters.

Near Jiying Lane,
Xu Zaijing pulled the scarf around his neck up to cover his mouth and nose.

It's not that he doesn't want to smell the fresh, cool, refreshing morning air.
I really don't know which household or merchant nearby has already lit the coal.

It was dark and no smoke could be seen.

But the smell of coal smoke made Xu Zaijing dare not take a deep breath.

Because Sheng Hong had to attend court early,

The door of Sheng's house was already wide open.

The doorman looked at Xu Zaijing and the others and bowed, "Good morning, Wulang!"

Xu Zaijing nodded and walked forward, walking towards the school yard as the servant behind him said, "Brother Qingyun, it's really cold today, come into the house and warm up."

After entering the yard, looking at the Sheng family's nanny who was adding charcoal to the floor stove, Xu Zaijing knew where the smell of smoke on the road came from.

Lift the cotton curtain.

Feeling the warm breath with a hint of fragrance blowing towards me, looking at the long cypress sitting next to the candlelight on the table,

This familiar scene,
Xu Zaijing was confused for a moment.
He seemed to be seeing not the present but the scene from a year ago.

"Young Master?" Qingcao behind him asked doubtfully.

Xu Zaijing smiled, shook his head, and walked in.

"Good morning, Goro."

Changbai continued reading the book without even turning his head.

"morning."

Two quarters of an hour later,

There was a sound of footsteps.

The cotton curtain was opened again. Looking at the two people in the school, Gu Tingye said with some frustration: "Jing'er, it's so cold, why did you come so early?"

Changbai also said "Good morning, Erlang" and continued reading.

Xu Zaijing glanced at Gu Tingye and continued reading, saying, "My time is the same as usual, so how can it be called 'early'?"

Gu Tingye: “Uh”

Not long after Gu Tingye sat down,

Another person lifted the curtain and walked in with a gust of cold wind. Looking at the three people in the school, Qi Heng said anxiously:
"Second Uncle, Brother Changbai, Brother Jing, have you finished the homework assigned by the pedant yesterday?"

Gu Tingye smiled and said proudly: "No, Yuanruo, you haven't done your homework yet, right?"

Qi Heng bowed repeatedly.

Gu Tingye: "No wonder it's so early today!"

The beginning of the morning (7:00 a.m.)

The sun is rising, the sky is bright,
When Zhuang Xuejiao, wearing earmuffs and a cotton cape, with his hands tucked into his sleeves and holding a folding fan, walked into the school,
Thousands of miles away in Xingqing Prefecture,

Gu Tingyu stood on the repaired city wall, looking at the blue sky and the silver moon hanging in the sky.

Gu Tingyu looked down at the city wall.
There is a yard with a flag with the word "Firewood" on it.

The place was full of carriages.

The staff member standing next to Gu Tingyu looked at the yard and said, "Sir, what is this Chai family carriage carrying black gold charcoal to Bianjing carrying back?"

Gu Tingyu smiled slightly and pointed to the exquisite earmuffs on his ears: "This thing. There are also seeds of several crops."

(End of this chapter)

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