Zhao Chonghua was fresh, and he had a class with Mulan, and asked Mr. Hua to play three times, and he shrank his neck on the second day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mulan repeatedly explained that Mr. Qiu was different from Mr. Hua, she shouted that going to class was like going to prison, and she couldn't live or die, and she escaped even with the female red needle pill's class. Cooking is for Mulan to coax to learn for a long time, only to taste more, to do less.

She also knew that the main purpose of Mrs. Zhao sending her to the Guogong Mansion was to learn the rules of etiquette. When it was Mama Bai's turn to teach them, she showed twelve points of patience, and she studied quite seriously by standing and sitting.

She just came to skip the class, and she just learned these things to look good, and Mama Bai's requirements for her were not as strict as those for Mulan, she just wanted to be passable. It's just that I can't live up to the generous gifts prepared by Mrs. Zhao, so I taught her some tricks according to her temperament.

When Mama Bai taught Zhao Chonghua, she didn't deliberately avoid Mulan, and Mulan silently remembered it in her heart, and she couldn't tell if she would use it one day.

With Mama Bai's tolerance and Mulan's encouragement, Zhao Chonghua has been learning etiquette for more than half a month. Mrs. Zhao came to the middle once, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw that her daughter had learned the rules well.

To tell the truth, she sent Zhao Chonghua to the Guogong Mansion, firstly, to obey her father-in-law's orders, and secondly, to obey her daughter's wishes, she really didn't expect her to really learn the rules. If she is willing to learn, why wait until today? I never thought that there would be a day of enlightenment before she got married.

Because she had also found a little girl of her age to accompany her to learn the rules before, but the result was very fruitful. This time he saw the results, so he credited the credit to Mulan's head, and after returning home, he picked out a set of sapphire inlaid heads and sent someone to send them.

Zhao Chonghua promised Mulan that he would take the drawings of the compass to Zhao Ge Lao to take a look, so he sent his mother-in-law back to the house on a day ~ day to inquire when Zhao Ge Lao would take a break.

After waiting for seven or eight days, he finally waited for Zhao Ge Lao out of the palace, and hurriedly carried a few boxes of pastries back to the house. The pastry was made by Mulan, she only beat her hands on the side, and when she went back, she said that she made it herself. took advantage of this to send some to the elders, got a circle of praise, and came to Zhao Ge Lao's study with a box.

Zhao Ge Lao Xiu Mu was also not idle, and he crouched on the desk and looked at the newspapers sent from all over the place. When his granddaughter came to deliver the pastries, he didn't even raise his head, but only said "um" to indicate that he knew.

Zhao Chonghua put down the pastry, took out the drawings drawn by Mulan and handed them over, and repeated the words he had thought of before.

Zhao Ge still didn't look up, and said, "Put it there", and then there was no follow-up.

Zhao Chonghua had the courage to ask him to take a look, but he became impatient, glared and shouted, "This is also where you came from?"

Zhao Chonghua didn't say nonsense, he really made his legs cramp with this bluff, he didn't dare to mess around, and hurriedly put down the drawings and quit the study. Thinking that he will definitely watch when he is free, and when he is in a good mood, I will ask him if he has seen it. I felt that the task was half completed, and I had lunch in Mrs. Zhao's room, and I will return to the Gongfu next morning.

She could never have imagined that the drawings that were sent in the morning would fall into the hands of others in the evening.

This is a private house at the end of Jiuhua Lane, which is no more than an inconspicuous courtyard from the outside, with a total of two entrances. In the front yard, there was a fence, a shelf was built, and the melons and vegetables had grown, and the yellow or white or purple flowers were interspersed between the green leaves, and they were blooming lively.

Behind is the place where people live, afraid that melons and vegetables will attract mosquitoes, only a line of herbs is planted next to the root of the window. Near the gate of the courtyard there was an old tree, with branches half in the wall and half outside the wall. A stone table and bench were installed under the tree, and a swing was tied to the thickest branch.

There lived a husband and wife in this courtyard, the husband was a lame man in his thirties, and the wife was a few years younger than him, and she was an extremely demure person, who had not been out of the house since she moved here. I think it's because I'm not in good health, and the smell of medicine often wafts out of the yard, and occasionally I invite a doctor to come to the door for consultation.

The husband has a good hand of bamboo, and he has made a contract with a bamboo shop in the city, and every half a month, the people in the shop will come to visit. Take away the finished product and put down some of the materials.

The salary should be relatively generous, enough for the husband and wife to live, and there is still money left to hire a big-footed girl to help cook medicine, buy groceries and run errands.

Here, in the evening, the bamboo shop sends people to fetch bamboo utensils as usual. When the carriage full of bamboo utensils left, there was one more person in the room where his wife had been sick all the year round. He was draped in a wide cloak, and his hat was low enough to cover most of his face, revealing only an angular-edged chin.

The husband changed his usual honest appearance, and the wife was no longer sick and lying on the bed, both of them looked solemn, their eyes were shining, and they both knelt on the ground, calling the lord and bowing to him.

The man stretched out his hand to help them up, and said in a gentle tone, "You have worked hard", and without waiting for the two to speak, he said, "I don't have much time to stay outside, let's talk about it another day, send me over." ”

The two responded in unison, the husband went to guard the door, and the wife walked briskly to the bed, groped around the bedside, and pressed a mechanism. The bed was slowly lifted, revealing a square opening that could only be passed through by one person.

The man didn't say much, but nodded a little to his wife, and then stepped in with one foot, and put his feet firmly on the square platform under the mouth of the cave. The wife pressed another heavy mechanism, and the square platform slowly lowered.

There were already people waiting below, and as soon as Fang Tai landed, he greeted him with a smile, "Childe, it's been a long time." ”

The man pushed his hat and showed his face, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "You have been staring at me in the dark all day, when I don't know? ”

"Childe Shengming. The person who greeted him laughed and made a gesture of "please", "Everyone who should come is here, just wait for the son to come." ”

"Okay, let's go. The man nodded his head and followed him down a winding tunnel.

After walking for about two quarters of an hour, at the end of the tunnel, he ascended to the ground on another square platform and entered a dark room. Coming out of the dark room, I stood in a large and bright hall.

"Childe. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy shouted and pounced.

The man reached out and touched the top of the young man's head, and said with relief: "Hachi has grown taller again." ”

"He can now eat eight steamed buns in one meal, and he naturally grows fast. The person who greeted him took over and let out a long sigh, "I can't even afford to raise him." ”

Xiaoba snorted disapprerovingly, "The famous and wealthy Hou Qiye, who can raise an army of millions, can't afford to support me?"

Hou Qi didn't know when he had a folding fan in his hand, and he shook it lightly and said with a smile: "You are much more difficult to raise than a million army, son, do you say?"

The son in his mouth, who is not the Holy Three? Hearing this, he smiled slightly, "That's natural, our little Bayi is worth more than a million troops." ”

Xiaoba was complimented, and Chao Houqi raised his chin proudly.

The other two stood beside them for a long time, and only then did they have time to come forward to salute. One of them is Shan Jiu, and the other calls himself Jiang Liu.

- (To be continued.) )