Jiang Bohou was at the door, saw Song Ning going home, stepped forward and saluted: "The master commanded, uncle, when you come back, go directly to the old lady's courtyard." ”

Song Ning bowed his head.

"You go back and help me get ready, I need to take a bath." Song Ning instructed Qiuyi.

Autumn should be, turned a corner and went back to Song Ning's room.

Song Ning stroked his robe and went to the old lady's courtyard.

Seeing that she was scared, Duan's mother respectfully welcomed her into the door.

In this warm pavilion, there were only Mrs. Song and Song Yanxu's mother and son, and their eyes fell on Song Ning together, and their expressions were very complicated.

"Lord Song, Old Madam Song!" Song Ning crossed his hand, which was regarded as a salute, and he sat down on the chair opposite Song Yanxu, and Duan's mother brought tea, but she didn't drink it.

The main fear is that Mrs. Song will poison her directly, and she will not be happy if she is not poisoned, and she will be half poisoned.

"Your ability is not small, it's only the third day, and you have become a saint's henchman, and I want to focus on cultivating you." Old Madam Song said sarcastically.

"This can only show that your grandson, Song Shi'an, he has no ability. Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling are ghostwritten, and I have been scolded every day for the past three days, and this business is also very difficult for me to do. Song Ning said.

Old Madam Song pointed at her: "Shut up, uneducated things." ”

Song Ning was impatient and looked at Song Yanxu: "Do you still want to chat?" I'm a man who doesn't like to scold the street with unreasonable people. ”

"Tell your mother that if she wants to talk nonsense again, I won't flip the table."

Old Madam Song pointed at her: "You! The rest of the words were stopped by Song Yanxu and persuaded, "Mother, don't talk about this, I can't make sense with her." ”

Old Madam Song endured it.

Song Yanxu took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and looked at her: "What are your plans?" ”

Song Ning shook his head and threw the topic to Song Yanxu.

"If you pretend to be Song Shi'an for a month, you can not be discovered, but if you keep pretending, there will be a big risk." Song Yan Xu said.

It's good that Song Yanxu cares about this, but Song Ning doesn't pay attention to it.

He didn't know how to solve it, if he let Song Ning die of illness now, it would be too deliberate.

"Do you know why the Holy One cultivated you?" Song Yanxu asked, "But such harsh conditions were prescribed." ”

Song Ning shook his head.

"I haven't understood the mind of the saint, but I always feel that there is something strange behind it. That's why I'm afraid now. Song Yan Xu said.

Fear and fear come from the unknown.

If you find out the reason, you won't be afraid.

"Since there's no other way, let her go. Judging from her situation in the past few days, it seems to be very appropriate, and no one has doubted it. Old Madam Song interrupted Song Yanxu's words, "She is very shrewd, she will be fine." ”

Song Ning looked at Old Madam Song and raised her eyebrows.

"You go back, have a good rest, and get ready to take office. Although you can't do it for a few days, you can't just ask three questions. ”

"Let Jiang Bo send you some books later, you can know a little bit."

"That's a lot of work." Song Ning got up to say goodbye and went out.

Mrs. Song and Song Yanxu's mother and son sat in the room.

Old Madam Song glanced outside and said, "Since the Holy Lord asked her to do this errand, you can't disobey the Holy One." ”

"It's better to let her go to work."

"The only thing to worry about is that if she continues to cause trouble, will it affect your official position?"

Song Yanxu shook his head: "Don't worry, the Holy Lord is a very measured person. Speaking of which, Wei Xunchang has suffered a lot in the past two days, and the saint has been more dissatisfied with him. ”

"That's good. I heard this afternoon that Wei Xunchang was going to send his grandson to Xishan for training. Old Madam Song sneered, "As far as the person he lost, sending Xishan is also a laughing stock." ”

Song Yanxu was speechless when he talked about this: "Mother, do you know that Wei Xunchang has diarrhea, is it ...... It's your girl's doing. ”

Old Madam Song's face stiffened, and she took a sip of hot tea and pressed it, only then did she feel a little more relaxed.

"Mother, you haven't finished speaking, why do you want to agree to her taking office?" Song Yanxu asked.

"I'm so old and confused, I forgot before I finished speaking. I mean, let her take office, whether she can do well or not, if she has an accident in office and loses her life, wouldn't it be better? ”

"If you lose your son, the Holy One will feel ashamed of you."

"Another layer of shelter for you."

Song Yanxu felt that it made sense, and said, "My son will arrange this matter." ”

Old Madam Song smiled, as if she saw the scene of Song Ning dying in the line of duty: "I finally found some use." ”

……

Song Ning returned to the room, the hot water had just been prepared, and Qiu Yi watched her take off her clothes and enter the bathtub, and only then did she wake up that it was Song Ning and not Song Shi'an.

"Slave maid washes your hair." Qiuyi came with a bucket, Song Ning leaned on the bathtub to soak, and Qiuyi helped her comb her hair and wash her hair.

"Uncle," Qiu Yi wrapped Song Ning's hair and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to be an official?" ”

Song Ning looked at her and raised her eyebrows.

"You might as well wait for Yuan Shi Gongzi to come back and let him help you think of an idea. Yuan Shi Gongzi knows everything. Autumn said.

Song Ning looked at her sideways and asked, "Then when will he come back?" ”

"I don't know, but the master has already asked people to urge him."

Song Ning waved his hand to let Qiuyi out.

This night, Song Ning rarely had insomnia, and even heard the footsteps of Ma Santong who came back from climbing the wall in the middle of the night.

The next morning, Jiang Bo brought her a stack of books.

"Zhou Law", "The Rulership of the Great Zhou", "Pushing the Officials" and so on......

Song Ning picked up Zhou Lu and flipped through it roughly, and asked Jiang Bo: "Can you list a detailed list of official uniform colors, complements and other corresponding positions for me." ”

"Yes. What do you need for the corresponding rules for catching fast and errand in the yamen? ”

Song Ning knew all this, but she wasn't sure if there was a difference between the local and central places, so she said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Uncle is polite." Jiang Bo glanced at Song Ning and was secretly surprised. The eldest lady pretends to be an uncle, and she is more like herself than the uncle.

Ma Santong yawned and flipped through her newly acquired book: "This is like a book from heaven, can you understand it?" ”

"I don't understand, pick up the main points and take a look." Song Ning sat down with the book in his arms and began to flip through "Zhou Lu".

It's not very thick, but she looks very dizzy in the vertical version, and it is difficult to read, so she can only pick the key points.

The more she looked at it, the more irritated she became, drank half a cup of tea, and asked Qiuyi to find her dried fruit and melon seeds, and then turned them over.

Ma Santong also found a book full of talismans and practiced talismans opposite her.

Song Ning didn't get up all day.

After getting used to the typography and self-breaking sentences, she felt much more comfortable when she read it a second time.

"You've been very persevering in your studies, and you haven't moved all day." Ma Santong admired, "With your strength, you can take the top prize." ”

Song Ning glanced at him and said, "I am the champion." ”

Ma Santong sneered, as far as Song Shi'an's champion, who believes it?

After flipping through it for the second time, Song Ning began to take notes, and excerpted the parts that he couldn't remember and the key points that he had read the first two times in his own way.

Ma Santong was particularly surprised when he saw it, and came up to stare at her notes to study: "If you write like this, you will finish a book?" ”

"No, I only remember the key points, and when the time comes to need a case, I can accurately turn the position and understand the use. It's not an exam room, so you don't have to memorize it all. Song Ning closed "Zhou Lu" and yawned and went to sleep.

I woke up the next day and looked through the remaining books as I did yesterday.

With proficiency, it looks even faster.

Old Madam Song walked to her yard and asked from a distance, "She has been reading books for the past two days?" ”

"Yes, I sat there yesterday for a day and didn't move. Qiu Yi said that he read the law twice a week and read it carefully, and made his own excerpts and annotations, and the small writing was very good. Duan's mother said.

Old Madam Song sneered: "It's just pretending." She is in such a small place, and she has no money, and Yang Qingzhi taught her how to read. ”

Besides, I'm going to die in a few days, what's the point of looking at it now?

At noon on the third day, Song Ning finished reading the six books sent by Jiang Bo, slept soundly, and when she got up, her official robe came.

The official uniform of the sixth rank is cyan. It is divided into public service and regular service.

The official uniform is worn in the morning and sitting, and the regular uniform is worn in ordinary times. The difference between the two is that there is a complement on the chest in the regular service, but there is no toner in the public service.

Song Ning tried on the regular clothes with the heron complement, stood in front of the mirror and gestured, his shoulders were a little wide, and everything else was suitable.

Mother Qiu and Qiu Yi Yinshuang stood behind and looked at her with complicated expressions.

"Uncle, the slave on your shoulder will change it for you?" Qiu's mother asked.

Song Ning bowed: "Then you will be tired." ”

"You're welcome." Qiu's mother also gave her two pairs of newly made official boots, "These boots have two layers, the outside is the length of the uncle's feet, and the inside is the length of your feet." ”

"There are also high insoles, which you can't see from the outside, you try."

Song Ning tried on the shoes, took two steps, and praised very heartily: "Mother Qiu's craftsmanship is good." ”

Qiu's mother smiled stiffly.

In the past three days, they watched Song Ning read, they were really reading, so serious.

In the past, Song Shi'an never read books, and if there was anything he didn't understand, he would ask Song Yuanshi, and it was always Song Yuanshi who read and wrote every night.

Now looking at "Song Shi'an" sitting here, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

If the person in front of him is really their uncle, is the Song Mansion different?

"Ahem......" Song Yanxu entered the courtyard, looking at Song Ning, who was wearing an official uniform and trying on new boots, with a complicated expression, "I heard that you have been reading for three days?" ”

Song Ning bowed his head.

"After three days of reading, you can be so confident and open?"

Song Ning bowed his head.

The corners of Song Yanxu's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say that you don't have to be so serious, it's just a waste of effort.

What Song Yanxu thought, Song Ning didn't plan to know.

"Zimu, Zimu!" In the courtyard, Pu Hansheng's voice sounded.

Every time he came, he didn't go through the main gate, so it was very sudden.

"Hello Lord Song." Pu Hansheng saluted Song Yanxu, standing in order, Song Yanxu wanted to speak and stopped leaving.

"Zimu, you will leave tomorrow, are you nervous?" Pu Hansheng squeezed her and asked.

"Nervous." Song Ning rubbed his hands, "I don't know how much I can gain in these three months." ”

Pu Hansheng's face collapsed and said: "Before taking office, the essence of the unconscious official was exposed, and the moths of officialdom are talking about you." ”

"Go, don't hug and hug, crumple my new official uniform."

------Off topic------

Early, remember the monthly pass!!!

I had just washed my face, and suddenly I wanted to recommend to you something that would increase your sense of well-being after using it.

I have been using disposable face washcloths since November last year.

Don't throw it away immediately after washing your face, wipe the sink, wipe the toilet, and wipe anywhere.

Since I have a face towel, my bathroom is clean, hahahaha.

Moreover, there is no need to hang several rows of face towels, which is particularly refreshing.

Why am I saying this all of a sudden? I guess a lot of people are using it, but if it doesn't work, you can really try it.