As soon as the Bai family came, Zeng Rong suddenly felt a tingling on his scalp, and it seemed that there must be another interrogation today.

Sure enough, seeing Zeng Rong, Bai pursed his lips and smiled, first glanced at Yang, and then stepped forward and took Zeng Rong's hand and said, "I was about to send someone to find you, but it just so happened that you came, come, let me see how long your hand is, how can there be such a coincidence?" ”

"What's the good thing I don't know about?" The old lady asked with a smile.

"Speaking of this, the daughter-in-law really wants to thank her mother, it was the mother who sent Ah Rong to my store, I also know, a few days ago I came out of a batch of purses in the store, it is said that the whole Taixue is a sensation, I inquired, only to know that it is our Ah Rong designed the pattern, she, what cicadas, grasshoppers, etc. are embroidered on the purse, and also with two lines of poetry, those children of the family are said to be chic and elegant, no one in the capital has ever embroidered so before, our embroidery workshop became famous." Bai said with a smile.

"Oh, and this good thing?" The old lady also smiled, but the smile on her face had not disappeared, and she suddenly remembered that her eldest son had asked her about Zeng Rong's life experience two days ago, and it seemed to be related to embroidered purses.

Zeng Rong embroidered cicadas, grasshoppers, grasshoppers, and grasshoppers, she can understand, after all, Zeng Rong is from the countryside, and there are only these things that she sees every day, but she didn't believe in embroidering poems on her purse at first, Zeng Rong understands poetry? Didn't you just know a few words?

Thinking of the purses that Zeng Rong gave them before, there was also a four-word auspicious sentence on it, and they all corresponded to the occasion, and the old lady believed it again.

This girl's mind is really more penetrating than ordinary people, but I don't know if this insight is born or someone behind it.

"Ah Rong, who did you learn to embroider verses on your purse?" The old lady asked.

"Back to the old lady, my embroidery and the embroidery of the embroidery workshop is inferior, in order to stay in the embroidery workshop, I had to spend some effort to ponder some ingenuity, so I saw that others like to embroider peonies, plum blossoms, orchids and other elegant things, so I did the opposite, embroidered some wild things in my hometown, such as raspberries, daisies, honeysuckle, etc., but coincidentally was taken by an Ouyang girl who claimed to be my fellow villager." Zeng Rong learned the story of her acquaintance with Miss Ouyang.

"The surname is Ouyang, a native of Anzhou Mansion?" Mrs. Xu guessed the identity of the other party.

"It was this Ouyang girl who taught you to embroider poems on your purse?" Bai also guessed Ouyang Ji's identity, but her focus was different from that of the old lady.

"That's not it, I see that readers like to inscribe poems and inscriptions on paintings, and everyone praises the elegance, so I think that if I embroider one or two verses on the embroidery, I will definitely get a miraculous effect." Zeng Rong explained.

"This kid, how smart is this, can you think of this?" Bai praised sincerely.

"Who did you learn to draw and practice calligraphy?" Yang asked.

She has been worried about her husband's statement that Zeng Rong's calligraphy and painting should have ten years of skills, and this question has been pestering her for two days.

"A gentleman I used to know in the academy later practiced by myself, and I would practice calligraphy for more than half an hour every night."

"How many years have you been practicing?" Still Yang asked.

"I have been practicing with a brush for more than half a year, and I used to practice on the ground with branches, and the branches are almost the same as the pen for drawing patterns, they are all hard, so it is easier to use." This answer was thought of by Zeng Rong on the way from the family school to Jishantang.

Yang was still about to ask her what books she had read, but it happened that Xu Jing came in, and the old lady was busy ordering the meal, obviously not wanting her daughter-in-law to ask any more.

She believed Zeng Rong's words, maybe she saw that Ouyang Gongzi inscribed a poem on the painting or simply Zeng Rong who mentioned Ouyang Gongzi, but Zeng Rong couldn't ask too much about Zeng Rong's words, after all, there were still a few underage grandchildren present.

Besides, she doesn't like her eldest daughter-in-law's aggressive questioning posture, no matter what, Zeng Rong is her son's savior, not a descendant of the Xu family.

The Yang family has served the old lady for many years, and when he saw that the old lady was not worried, he stopped with interest, turned around and ordered the maid next to him to pass the meal.

After the meal, without waiting for the Yang family and the Bai family to speak, the old lady took the initiative to let them disperse, saying that she wanted to leave a few grandchildren to play freely for a while, which was nothing more than listening to Xu Jing talk about what she had seen and heard in the family school that day, and also asked Zeng Hua if she had adapted to the past two days, whether she could understand her husband's teaching, whether someone could bully her, etc.

After touching a stick of incense, Mrs. Xu pulled Zeng Rong into the east room, the east room is a big kang, there is a big kang about four or five feet long and two or three feet wide on the kang, there is a stack of books on the kang table, there is also a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there is a cushion on each side, there is a small bookshelf under the wall near the window, full of books.

Zeng Rong knew that this house was generally Xu Fushan's daily resting place, and the old lady would also entertain guests here in winter, but this guest was limited to close relatives of the family.

"Sit down." After the old lady sat down on the kang, she motioned for Zeng Rong to sit opposite her.

Zeng Rong didn't dare, so he only sat down on the edge of the kang with his body sideways.

Seeing this, the old lady didn't force her, "Come, tell me about the girl of the Ouyang family, do you have anything else to hide from me?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that there were two young ladies next to me when Miss Ouyang asked me about tricks that day." Zeng Rong half-spat and half-revealed about Wang Yan and Wang Chuchu's contempt and disdain for her that day, and how she rejected each other.

"Old lady, I really didn't mean to offend them, but I saw that they despised me and Miss Ouyang, thinking that what I drew might not be in line with people's hearts, and it was better not to do it in the first place than to suffer humiliation from them. It's just that this morning, Miss Ouyang specially told me that the two Wang girls belonged to the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and I was worried about whether I was getting into trouble, and I was also afraid of causing trouble to the house. ”

"Zhenyuan Hou's family?" The old lady narrowed her eyes, and then looked at Zeng Rong sharply, "You quarreled with them, did you mention our Xu family?" ”

"Back to the old lady, no, absolutely not, the only thing that the embroidery workshop knows about my relationship with the house is the shopkeeper, it was said by Mother Jiang next to the second wife on the first day of work, others don't know anything, and I have never mentioned it to anyone."

"In this case, don't make a noise in advance, with the respect of the Hou Mansion of the Wang family, you may not come to trouble a little embroidery girl, remember it in the future, no matter what people ask you to embroider, you just embroider according to the truth."

When Zeng Rong heard this, he understood that he should have been given up.

After all, the Wang family is the maiden family of the current queen, and although the Xu family is a cabinet scholar, it is definitely slightly inferior to these nobles, not to mention, the Wang family is still the queen's maiden family.