Chapter 139: Rebirth of Portable Space and Revenge Crossing Girl - Next Door (
Qingling bent down, pillowed on Xiao's lap, and coquettishly: "I'm only like this in front of my mother, and I don't even want to talk to others." Starters oh dear"
Xiao said: "I don't know what kind of moth she will produce at this Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, but I have to take her there." "As a clan wife, and Mrs. Hou, the daughter of the original match, she is also obliged to take her out for a walk, as the original daughter-in-law, if things like the palace banquet hide her, she will have a reputation for not treating the original children harshly, ruining the reputation of the Xiao family and the Yang family.
Qingling thought for a while and said, "I guess most of her thoughts are to compete with the nobles, or to meet excellent men." Others have nothing to do with us, but my mother told the princess to be careful. I guess she doesn't mean to the Prince, but that doesn't stop her from using her charm to the Prince, and of course, she does it in a low-key way. If the prince is also fascinated by her, she will become the woman that the prince wants at the top of his heart, and the prince will be fascinated by her, and he will not be able to fight the king of Qin and the king of Qi in the government, and the life of our Xiao family will not be easy in the future. ”
Xiao said: "The prince and the princess are young couples, and they have a deep relationship, so it shouldn't be." ”
Qingling said: "It's hard to say. ”
There is still half a month to August 15, Yang Zitong is inevitably a little impetuous, she was waiting to marry in the Yang family at this time in her previous life, but I also heard that King Qin was leading a large army to return to the dynasty, and fought a big victory in Xiliang, at that time she had married Zhang Qin's civilian at the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, and she could not participate, and did not block the demeanor of that person.
This time she must take a look, remembering that he is the luck of the world, and she has to suck his dragon qi, Yang Zitong's cheeks can't help but dry.
The maid and the servant were fanning her on the side, and the two big maids looked at their young lady's face that was more beautiful than Hibiscus, and their eyes were fluttering, and they couldn't help but be shocked: How could the young lady be so beautiful? Although the young lady was beautiful in the past, she could only be counted in the top ten in the circle of noble girls, but the second young lady who inherited the beauty of the Lanling Xiao family was two points more beautiful than her. Now that the eldest lady has grown up, the second lady is naturally not as beautiful as her, even if there is any noble girl in Beijing who can match her?
Shi Xiang was nineteen years old, and she was the second-class maid in the house before the old lady died, and later after several big ones around the old lady were matched one after another, she rose up to follow Yang Zitong.
But the waiter has followed Yang Zitong since he was a child, and now he is almost eighteen years old.
The two maids are rare to be literate, and when they saw Yang Zitong write a poem, they put down their pen and looked at it and felt dissatisfied.
In Shi Xiang's opinion, the poem is excellent, but the words are still two points away.
After all, Yang Zitong is in the second week, and whatever she said in her previous life was also educated by the Hou Mansion, so she naturally saw that her words were not good enough.
Yang Zitong sighed and ordered the maid to go out. When she was alone, she entered the space.
Now the space is a little more spacious than before, and a thatched hut has appeared inside, and the space elf senses her coming in and appears.
"Master, is there anything I can do for you?"
A few days ago, the elf had set up many virtual classes for Yang Zitong to improve her dancing and piano skills, and she took the Lingquan Essence Dew that she had just started last month.
Lingquan essence is different from Lingquan, there is only one drop a month, and this essence is not something that mortals can use if they want to. Unless she enters the realm of cultivation, then she can use one drop a year.
Lingquan essence dew can make mortals invulnerable, and their faces will not be old before the age of two hundred, ten years is equal to one year, and can double people's understanding and talent.
The elf thought to herself: the master has improved very quickly in learning dance skills and piano skills, and now she has initially entered the master level, I don't know what she wants to learn now.
Yang Zitong said: "I want to learn calligraphy well. "Whether it was King Qin or Du Shaohuan, who later became emperor, they were all famous calligraphers, and she had heard a lot of legends in her previous life. It is said that the calligraphy of King Qin, that is, the future emperor, is the emperor's magnificence, while Du Shaohuan's calligraphy is handsome and magnificent.
The elf thought for a while and said, "Yes, but with the current spatial spiritual power, I can only cast spells a day to let you conduct virtual classes for half an hour." ”
Yang Zitong nodded in agreement, and the calligraphy master of space blurring gave detailed teaching, explaining various fonts, and explaining the structure and artistic conception of characters. Half an hour passed, and the elve's spiritual power had been exhausted, so Yang Zitong could only get out of the space and practice on his own.
In the past three days, Yang Zitong's calligraphy has grown greatly, and there is also a bit of style, but the skill of calligraphy in addition to the mastery of the knowledge of the word structure, meditation and diligent practice, but also a personal state of mind, in fact, Yang Zitong's meditation and diligent practice and mood are limited, and the reason why he can learn a little bit in such a short period of time is still the reason for the big golden finger.
On August 14, Yang Ziyun came to ask Xiao Shi for peace, and Rin reported that he wanted to go out to buy some rouge gouache, how dare Xiao Shi refuse?
This dynasty is the Sui and Tang dynasties, and compared with the Ming and Qing dynasties, it is relatively enlightened to women, so women can go to the street. Of course, the situation of being stripped off and seen by a man is relatively strict in any feudal era, unless she is a lowly woman.
Xiao arranged an ox cart for her and sent a samurai, and he didn't dare to let her feel left out in the cold. I have to mention that it is about the overhead Sui and Tang dynasties, which is different from the overhead dynasties worn by octopus before, and now the real nobles sit in ox carts, not horse-drawn carriages, which are stable and spacious, and more comfortable than horse-drawn carriages. Of course, the Yang family, who was born in a poor family with military merits, basically took a carriage or a sedan chair before the high-born Xiao family married in.
Yang Zitong got ready and went out with the painting and the piano, the ox cart drove to Beishi and parked, and Yang Zitong got out of the car wearing a hat.
She and the two maids went to the cloth, jewelry, and rouge gouache shops in Beishi, and the waiter saw that her young lady didn't sell anything, thinking that the things in these shops were not to her liking.
So, the waiter said: "Miss, the cloth is still good in the southern city, there are colorful brocades from Shudi, and snow satin from the south." ”
Yang Zitong said lightly: "We often go to the South Market, but the North City rarely comes, I also want to see if there are new things in the North Market." I have my own idea of where to go, you don't have to say much. ”
The waiter replied respectfully, "Yes." ”
Yang Zitong was escorted by the maid and the 4 Hou Mansion guards, and she walked on the street, although she was wearing a hat, but she was graceful, her skirt was moving, and she passed by with a refreshing fragrance, which still made people involuntarily peep in the dark.
Yang Zitong walked absentmindedly for a long time, and finally, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, two horsemen came first, and immediately two black-armored soldiers shouted loudly: "The palace of the king of Qin returns to the dynasty after work, and the pedestrians give way!"
The two of them had loud voices, and they drank all the way through Chang'an Beimen Street near Beishi, and passers-by gave way one after another.
More than a year ago, there was turmoil in the northwest, Xu Tingyu, the king of Qin, and Duan Yuanchang, the general of Huaihua, went out to fight, and half a year ago the Turks went south to make a rebellion, and the hussar general Cheng Qianshan and the auxiliary general Li Ying also pointed their swords at the Turks in the east and west. This year's war has also shrouded the entire imperial court in high pressure, and Yang Jiye, as the squire of the military department, that is, the deputy minister of logistics of the country's soldiers and horses, is also walking on thin ice.
Yang Jiye was able to become a squire in the military department, in addition to the legacy of Yang Laohou's 20-year campaign, he was also extremely talented in the imperial examination, and he held a moderate attitude in the court, and kept an appropriate distance from several princes, civil official systems, and military general factions, which also won the emperor's trust.
Yang Zitong knows her family background, her father not only has a title, but also has real power in the court, she is a lady of the Houmen, if it weren't for the unfortunate thing that happened in her previous life, her life would definitely be different. In this life, no matter what path she takes, she must hold her father's thigh.
The above thoughts are all foreign words, and now Yang Zitong is standing on the side of North Street, and together with the people, he is looking forward to Xu Tingyu, the king of Qin, and Duan Yuanchang, the general of Huaihua, leading his own army into the city to worship the emperor.
Yang Zitong only heard about this in her previous life, when she was preparing to get married and didn't see it.
After a cup of tea, the sound of the horse riding shook the ground, and the air seemed to be filled with the peculiar smell of the horse, and after a while, the sound of armor grinding was also audible.
Yang Zitong was stretching his neck to look, and suddenly saw that the people who were originally cheering knelt down one after another, and the maid beside him reminded Yang Zitong: "Miss......"
Before Yang Zitong bent his knees, he heard some soldiers and people say that the King of Qin had flattened them, but most of the people still didn't dare to get up.
Yang Zitong was lucky not to kneel.
After a while, I saw that among the murderous black-armored cavalry, there was a young man in a white robe and silver armor, a horse straddling a big red horse, although his face was a little black because he had been fighting for more than a year, but his facial features were handsome and abnormal, dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and he was very majestic, it was Xu Tingyu, the king of Qin. And half a horse behind the King of Qin is the Huaihua general Duan Yuanchang, who is thirty or forty years old.
Yang Zitong looked at King Qin's handsome and majestic appearance, remembering that in her previous life, she had never seen him again, and he also married Cheng Yurong and one concubine after another, she suddenly felt a little stunned.
Xu Tingyu seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked towards the side of the road, only to see a graceful woman in white wearing a hat standing pretty, followed by two thoughtful-looking maids. Suddenly, a gust of wind arose, gently blowing the veil of the hat.
Although she only had a glimpse, she saw that the woman's skin was as white as snow, and compared with the white clothes, I don't know whether the clothes were whiter or her skin was whiter, her facial features were picturesque, and her eyes were full of water.
The white yarn of her hat was blown a few times, and she seemed to be frightened, and her hand like a jade onion hurriedly brushed the white yarn of her hat.
As it was, Xu Tingyu couldn't help but be shocked, he was not a heavy person, but he was also shocked that there was such a beautiful woman in the world, the woman seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while. But seeing that faction, it won't be the daughter of a common person.
The author has something to say: uh, I just came back from a meeting, and the manuscript is on first.
chose a name for the original male protagonist first.。 Don't be angry with the person who gave me the name, but I pity that he has been using a code name before, so he didn't come up with a name that uses the imperial taste
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