When Yan Jiuchao returned to the mansion, Yu Wan was no longer in the house, she went to work in the kitchen, and she was learning to make rose marinade with the cook.

This rose brine is still known to the blessing of the Todu lady, that day the rose of the lady in Tianxiang Lou Du fell to the ground, the fragrance of the rose she can still feel salivating when she recalls.

Uncle can also do it, but the countryside can't get such high-end ingredients, and only Uncle Wan, the steward who loves to grow flowers, will build a greenhouse to raise roses in the young master's mansion.

Rose brine is not difficult to do, wash the fresh petals and dry them, spread them in a bowl, layer by layer of petals and sugar, stacked layer by layer until the bowl is full, and then pounded into flower mud with a stone pestle, pound out the texture of the crystal lump, a bowl of sweet and delicious rose brine is completed.

Yu Wan took the roses to the pavilion in Qingfeng Courtyard, such a good thing, you have to enjoy the scenery to eat comfortably.

"Go and see if the young master has returned, and call the little boy too." Yu Wan said to Tao'er and Li'er.

The two respectfully complied and hurriedly separated to find someone, Peach went to the front yard, and Pear went to the garden.

The three little guys were gone, and Yu Wan looked at them, and they began to turn into loose little wild horses again, rampage through the house, and swished away in the blink of an eye!

The pears fluttered in the garden.

Tao'er received Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao walked to Qingfeng Courtyard in a wheelchair, and halfway through, the branches above his head clicked, and Yan Jiuchao received a son who fell from the banyan tree.

Yan Jiuchao: "......"

Baby: "......"

The taste of letting my father grab the bag is not too good, and the three little guys let Ying Thirteen fish it out, stand in the corner, and obediently think about it.

"Less...... The young master ......" Li'er came over breathlessly and saluted, "The young lady made a rose marinade, and waited for the young master and the little boy to taste it." ”

The milk buns pricked up their little ears and turned their heads to peek at their fathers.

"I'll clean you up later!" Yan Jiuchao brought the three little ones back to Qingfeng Courtyard.

The three of them washed their hands very obediently, climbed onto the stone bench and sat down.

Yu Wan brought out four bowls of rose marinade, three bowls of small ones for her sons, and one bowl of big ones for Yan Jiuchao: "Don't you like to eat sour?" Yours I put some hawthorn. ”

Yan Jiuchao tasted it.

In the past, when she lacked her sense of taste, she thought that her cooking could have a little taste, but now she can slowly taste a very light sourness, and when she eats what she cooks, she only feels more flavorful.

"Do you like it?" Yu Wan's eyes were shining.

Yan Jiuchao didn't say anything, but the posture that couldn't stop with that spoon was clearly very fond of it.

The chef who was looking here not far away couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, he could eat it so unpalatable, the young master really loved the young lady very much......

Yan Jiuchao quickly finished eating a large bowl of rose marinade.

The three little milk bags pushed their bowl in front of him with great filial piety.

Yan Jiuchao was moved in his heart, just look at the sake of the sons who are so filial, and I won't punish them for a while.

The three little milk bags looked cute.

Daddy wanted to eat a lot, but in fact, they just didn't want to eat it, so they escaped!

……

It is not unreasonable for Uncle Wan to assist the two princes to get out of the cold palace, Yu Wan has never seen such a capable person, yesterday he only mentioned a sentence to let Yu Song enter the Guozijian, and Uncle Wan completed the formalities early this morning, and led Yu Song to the Guozijian exam after lunch, Yu Wan seriously suspected that ordinary people could not get this kind of treatment, Uncle Wan used the identity of the young master's mansion to suppress people, but this is understandable, it is obviously a person from the young master's mansion and has to go through the process of flat-headed people, isn't it hypocritical?

Yu Song's results were announced on the spot and he was admitted to Liao Fuzi's class.

"How is Master Liao?" Yu Wan looked at Uncle Wan, who had returned to his home.

Uncle Wan smiled: "Of course Master Liao is good. ”

The bad thing is that his class, the worst in the country, and all the thorn heads in the entire capital are in it.

However, as long as the second son is willing to work hard, he will be able to be promoted to a class in the next exam, like Zhao Heng, who is admitted to Class A with only one test, after all, there are very few, and most of the students are step by step, level by level.

Yu Wan inquired more about the news of Guozijian, and found that the Guozijian of the Great Zhou Dynasty also had a scholarship, and the top three evaluated by the priest could receive five taels to ten taels of silver every month, which may not be anything in the capital, but it is a family chewing in the countryside for a whole year.

"Zhao Heng, he got it?" Yu Wan asked.

Uncle Wan nodded: "He is the first in the top three every month." ”

That's ten taels, God really treats him well, he can earn ten taels of silver in a month of studying.

Yu Song is considered a relational household, and he spent a huge amount of scholarship to get a place, so there is no need to tell Yu Song, the second brother can study with peace of mind, and Yu Wan doesn't want him to have a psychological burden.

Yan Jiuchao said that Yu Song couldn't live at home for a few days, Yu Wan didn't expect that it would only be one day, and after completing the admission procedures, Yu Song couldn't wait to see his classmates, Yu Wan remembered that she was so impatient when she went to the boarding school in her previous life, smiled understandingly, asked people to prepare a carriage, and personally sent Yu Song to Guozijian.

Yu Wan counted Yu Song's luggage and said, "I put the clothes in this baggage, the silver is also in it, and the pen, ink and paper are all in the cage...... By the way, I have a few handkerchiefs, you remember to use them. ”

"Okay, okay, I know, why are you the same as my mother?" Yu Song was so nagging that he lost his temper.

Yu Wan couldn't help but smile, yes, she used to talk the most, but since she became a mother and a wife, she has become chattering.

The brother and sister talked for a while at the gate of Guozijian, and just as Yu Song was about to go in, Zhao Heng appeared.

Zhao Heng was with a few classmates, and a few people went to buy Mobao just on the street and came back, Zhao Heng saw the luxurious four-horse carriage at a glance, and the one who could ride this kind of carriage in the capital was not the prince or the prince, and he couldn't help but look at it twice, and found Yu Wan walking down from the carriage.

Yu Wan was wearing a red and white wide-sleeved fairy dress, the red color was extremely positive, which made her bright and beautiful, the white collar, cuffs and skirt made her beautiful and clean and atmospheric, her temperament was quiet and tranquil, her smile was shallow and gentle, her face was still the same face, but Zhao Heng was stunned and didn't dare to admit it.

Is this still the village girl squatting by the dirty fish pond and washing her face with the smelly water in her hand? No one doesn't believe that she is the daughter of a hairpin family, of course, she holds the woman's hair in a bun, and she can see that she is married.

There is a little more woman's charm between her eyebrows, and people can't take their eyes off it.

"What are you looking at?" A classmate looked at Zhao Heng's gaze, and he recognized the cloud pattern emblem on the carriage, "Ah, the carriage of King Yan's mansion, that one thinks it is the wife of Young Master Yan's new door." ”

A woman with such outstanding appearance and temperament will never be a descendant of the Young Lord's Mansion, which is too unreasonable.

Of course, Zhao Heng already knew that Wan Gongzi was Yan Jiuchao, but it was one thing to know, and it was another thing to see her marry Yan Jiuchao with his own eyes.

He once felt that Ah Wanmei was beautiful, but she was rustic, not as good as the daughter of the town, and now when she looked at him, she only felt that the daughter of the town was the girl of Marshal Xiao's mansion, and she was completely compared.

Zhao Heng's brows furrowed, and the hand buried under the wide sleeves was clenched into a fist.

"Why is the lady of the Young Lord's Mansion here?"

"I heard that she sent her brother to school."

Two students discuss.

"Let's go, don't look at it." The classmate urged Zhao Heng, Yan Jiuchao is not easy to mess with, let him know that they are staring at his wife, and what will happen to them if they are not in order.

In fact, not only Zhao Heng saw it, but the students passing by couldn't help but be attracted by Yu Wan, her appearance was beautiful, but the most unpleasant thing was the quiet and far-reaching temperament that slowly emanated from her body.

"Get in the car quickly, Uncle Wan and I are in!" Yu Song also noticed the scrutiny of others, he didn't want his sister to be watched by so many men.

Yu Song didn't see Zhao Heng, but Zhao Heng saw him.

"Nonsense." After Zhao Heng entered the Guozi Prison, he muttered coldly.

"What's wrong?" My classmate asked.

Zhao Heng paused: "It's not material for studying." ”

A farmer who only knows how to dig birds' nests all over the village and scatter the wilderness all day long, isn't it nonsense to come to the country?

Zhao Heng, who was still amazed by Yu Wan's temperament, suddenly felt that Yu Wan was nothing more than that, and when she climbed Gao Zhi, she wanted to learn from the people in the city to study, and she didn't look at her brother's virtues, and she couldn't support the wall with a lump of mud at all!

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