In Xu Ping'er's thousands of waits, the first class of Gong Xue finally ended.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for lunch and dusk.

Xu Ping'er was very surprised, no matter how valuable her status was in the palace school, she was not allowed to bring a maid.

Most of them are noble girls who don't touch the spring water with their fingers, how to use this lunch.

Although Gong Xue has an elective course in cooking, it can't always be a group of ladies who cook and eat together like a stove girl.

"Miss Sun, Miss Xu. This is the key to your room. ”

A supervisor came to Hanlian College, and after a busy morning, she had already completed the chores of the freshmen.

"Thank you, boss." The two said.

Afraid that the two of them would still be uncomfortable with the life of the palace school, the person in charge opened his mouth to answer: "Each person in the palace school has a room, and you can take a lunch break or stay overnight." Now it's lunch time again, and the palace has a canteen, and the cooks have already prepared the dishes and divided them into small plates. If you want to eat, just pack it in a food box. The dining hall has its own tables and chairs, and you can also go back to your room to eat. ”

The explanation in charge of the matter solved the doubts in Xu Ping'er's heart.

also made Sun Simiao's Five Organs Temple gurgle, and rushed to the dining hall with one arrow step.

As for the route, she has a keen sense of smell since she was a child, and she can find it by looking for the smell of rice.

"Crispy fragrant duck, spicy beef, spiced eggplant, stir-fried lotus root, garlic pork ribs, honey lotus root powder, osmanthus honey cheese ......"

Although the dishes in the palace canteen are not as magnificent as the official eunuchs' family banquets, they are full of color, aroma and fireworks, which makes Sun Simiao's index fingers move.

One food box in one hand began to contain his favorite food, which also attracted countless eyes.

Xie Jin looked at Sun Simiao, she didn't know this woman in her previous life, because of the change in the title of the Qiwu Poetry Society, she appeared in the palace school.

But looking at the girl's style, she is eclectic and casual, and she just thinks she is a wonderful person.

Looking at Xie Jin's smile, Fu Nanzhi on the side said, "It seems that you appreciate this Sun girl very much." ”

"I just think she's funny." Xie Jin replied.

"Since that day's poetry meeting, I have felt that you are indifferent to Miss Xu, but a few months ago you told me that you like this distant cousin very much." Fu Nanzhi was a little puzzled by Xie Jin's attitude.

"There are people who are young and ignorant, and they can't know people clearly."

Xie Jin said: "The gossip about me in the capital is indispensable to her credit. But the rumors are nowhere to be found, and no evidence can be found. ”

After listening to Xie Jin's words, and thinking of Xu Ping'er's actions that day, Fu Nanzhi knew it in her heart.

"The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative. You have to be careful. Fu Nanzhi advised.

Xie Jin nodded and said, "There is still a place there, let's go and sit." ”

As soon as he got out of the school, taking advantage of the stumbling block, Xie Jin pulled Fu Nanzhi and ran away.

By the time Xu Ping'er searched alone for a long time, and finally stumbled into the dining hall, Xie Jin had already returned to his dormitory to rest.

In the afternoon, Wang Fuzi taught the subject, and the subject she taught was books.

As the daughter of Wang Gelao, Wang Fuzi was a well-known talented woman back then, and she was the best at doing splendid articles.

The husband is a secretary of the ministry, an important minister, and he is a palace master.

Wang Fuzi is the envy of many palace women.

Looking at the vivid faces in front of him, Wang Fuzi only felt that he was in a much better mood.

There are no trivial matters at home, and concubines compete for favor, as if they are back in their girlhood.

At this time, she was glad that she carried the dislike of her mother-in-law Xu Laotaijun and insisted on learning to be a master in the palace.

"I see you for the first time at the beginning of school today, and after midsummer, it will be autumn, so you can express your opinions on the theme of autumn." Wang Fuzi said.

Mr. Wang's question is decent, and he doesn't mean to embarrass everyone.

There are all brilliant people here, and they only hear the sound of pen and ink touching in the school.

With a cup of tea, countless ink treasures were handed to Master Wang.

Wang Hanyue's ode to the autumn wind is lofty.

Fu Nanzhi's chrysanthemum is to the point.

Sun Simiao's maple forest sigh is intoxicating.

Xu Ping'er's ascending poem is atmospheric and long.

Even Zhao Ruoyun wrote in the autumn moon, and the prince who watched it was very satisfied.

Suddenly, Wang Fuzi looked at the article presented by Xie Jin with some doubts.

The full text is atmospheric, without chanting Fengyue, but talking about the harvest of agricultural years, firewood, rice, oil and salt, but the words are too simple and unpretentious.

Wang Fuzi frowned slightly, Xie Jin's literary style has always been average, and she didn't expect to see her make splendid articles like Wang Hanyue.

But now it seems to be regressing.

Wang Fuzi asked everyone to circulate what they wrote to each other, and gave Wang Hanyue the first prize in this class, and Xie Jin had the lowest score, and even Xu Ping'er surpassed her.

Everyone looked at the simple article written by Xie Jin, and Wang Hanyue and Zhao Ruoyun were full of disdain.

Xu Ping'er ridiculed in her heart: Such a vulgar thing is that at the tea and poetry party in their county, the ladies don't write it.

Sun Simiao found it interesting and glanced at Xie Jin meaningfully.

"To write poems, you need to have thousands of articles in your heart in order to write wonderful theories. If you don't read poetry and books on weekdays, you will not know what to do, and the words will be superficial. As a woman, she has to be talented to make others look at her differently. I'll go up here today and dismiss my studies. ”

Wang Fuzi said, secretly sarcastically mocking Xie Jin.

As a talented woman, she still doesn't like a woman like Xie Jin who dances with knives and guns.

"Master, it's been a hard work." And they stood up and saluted the king.

"She doesn't see that you are displeased when she says this about you."

Sun Simiao saw that everyone was leaving one after another, and whispered to Xie Jin, who was still cleaning up.

"What the Master said naturally has her truth." Xie Jin's answer was not leaky.

"You official women have a hard time talking. My eyes are very good, and I can see your absent-mindedness when the master speaks. I didn't think I took her seriously. ”

Sun Simiao broke Xie Jin's thoughts.

"I think you're pretty well written. A bumper harvest is what the people are most concerned about, they can't eat enough, and any splendid articles are bullshit. I didn't expect you to be a high-ranking daughter, but you can think of this place without dividing the grains, but it is not the same as them. ”

Xie Jin looked at the hearty and outspoken Sun Simiao, she had experienced the war in Daqin in her previous life, and had seen the displacement of the people, so she naturally lost the sadness and sorrow of the boudoir woman, and she couldn't appreciate the peace eulogy of Master Wang.

I didn't expect the smart woman in front of me to be able to see through the connotation of her resignation.

Looking at Xie Jin's glancing gaze, Sun Simiao was not afraid, and said frankly: "Make a friend." ”

"It's a classmate, it's a friend." Xie Jin replied.

What is the origin of this Sun Simiao?

At this time, Xu Ping'er's voice came from outside the house, thinking that she had come back from changing clothes.

Sun Simiao didn't want people to know that she had found Xie Jin, and she also knew Xu Ping'er's hypocrisy, so she planned to find an opportunity to get close to Xie Jin in the future.

"Don't disturb your sisterhood."

After Sun Simiao finished speaking, she left alone, letting Xie Jin's inquiring gaze look at her.

Xu Ping'er, as always, ignored Xie Jin's indifference and pestered Xie Jin, but she also became much smarter.

just followed quietly, not giving Xie Jin a chance to get rid of her.

She thought about it for a long time, although she couldn't ride in the same carriage with Xie Jin, but the frame was one after the other, which could be regarded as a friendship with His Royal Highness King Yi.

When the two of them walked to the gate of the palace school, they saw Zhao Ruoyun teaching a girl with bad words.

Xu Ping'er looked at it, and it turned out to be Zhao Qianqian sitting on her right.

After listening carefully, Xu Ping'er realized that Zhao Qianqian was actually Zhao Ruoyun's sister-in-law, but one was spicy and the other was weak, but it was difficult to associate them together.