There was a bookstore near the sewing shop, and Yan Qingge and Ruyi walked in.

On the most conspicuous shelf at the entrance of the Ying, there were a few books, Yan Qingge went over to take a look, it was the anthology of the four talented women in the capital and the four talented women in the capital. Yan Qingge picked up the latest one and flipped through it, which was only published in early September this year.

Xiao Er, who sold books, saw Yan Qingge flipping through the book, and stepped forward to introduce him slightly: "Miss really knows the goods." The books of our four talented people in Beijing and the four talented women in Beijing are cheap and good, and you can buy one for a few big bucks. Today's boss is not there, the small one is in charge, if the lady buys more, each book will give the lady a copper plate. ”

Yan Qingge smiled and said, "Tell me, what's so good about these books?" Take this book as an example. Yan Qingge praised the latest collection of poems of the four talented women in Beijing in September.

"Hey, good is good, I still need to say. Oh, this book collects 32 poems by Miss Yan Shuyu, the head of talented women, which is written by her feelings when she practiced in Miaolian Temple this year, and each poem is so fragrant that even I, who is not very literate, feel as if I really live in Miaolian Temple. ”

The little second said a while, took a breath, squeezed his eyebrows and said: "And this girl doesn't know yet, Miss Yan Shuyu is about to marry the prince, and it will be difficult to buy her poems in the future!" You should hurry up and buy a few more copies and put them at home for a few years, but there will be no market. ”

Yan Qingge threw away the poetry collection and walked out of the bookstore with Ruyi. Ruyi is smart and clever, and when she sees the books in the bookstore, she already understands what is going on.

The status of the palace is always changing rapidly. If she is the queen today, she may be sent to the cold palace tomorrow. Today is just a little palace maid, and I can't say whether I will sit on the phoenix chair in the future.

Yan Shuyu is so famous, it is clear that she is not giving up, and wants to accumulate folk prestige for herself, and when she enters the palace in the future, these prestige will be one of the help for her to climb up. She would never be satisfied with being a little concubine.

Yan Qingge remembered that a few days ago, Yan Shuyu begged her to help introduce her to Bailu Academy to study, and said that she was afraid of leaving regrets in her life - that was simply a pretext, she just wanted to go to Bailu Academy to gild and pave the way for the future to compete for the queen's throne. Yan Shuyu couldn't help but sneer, fortunately she didn't promise Yan Shuyu at that time.

It's right for people to be self-motivated, but it's wrong for Yan Shuyu to harm other people's bones for a little profit.

Moreover, now she is also using the name of leading the cultivation to pretend to be innocent and innocent in the world to confuse the eyes of the world. This made Yan Qingge vomit when he thought about it.

What is a vegetarian? What is chanting Buddha? There is no one with true compassion in her heart, and the Buddha is just her fig leaf.

Ruyi puffed up and said: "It's a shame that everyone said that the second miss has changed for the better, it turns out that she is just pretending, and she hasn't changed at all!" ”

While the two were talking, a group of children ran past them like a child, shouting, "Go to the Land Temple!" Someone smashed the field, all watch the excitement! ”

Ruyi tugged at Yan Qingge's sleeves: "Miss, isn't it the second miss who is giving porridge over there in the Land Temple?" Shall we go and see? ”

"Of course I want to see it!"

Yan Qingge led Ruyi, followed behind the group of children, walked through the streets and alleys, and arrived at the Land Temple after a while.

In front of the Land Temple, there are three floors inside and three floors outside the people who are watching the excitement.

Ruyi finally broke through the crowd and squeezed in with Yan Qingge.

Yan Qingge couldn't help but look sideways at a glance, in the open space in front of the Land Temple, a group of people were fighting hotly, not only a few men were torn together, Yan Shuyu and several girls were also chased around by a woman with a whip, like driving a dog and a chicken.

Yan Qingge fixed his eyes and saw that the woman who chased Yan Shuyu and the others was Yuan Qianqian.

She hadn't seen Yuan Qianqian for more than half a year, Yuan Qianqian was wearing a luxurious gold and silver honeysuckle brocade skirt, wearing a bright red cloak, domineering, chasing Yan Shuyu and scolding: "Yan Shuyu, you little slut, just hook up with the prince, and dare to scold me in your broken poems." ”

Yan Qingge didn't understand what he meant, and asked a young man who looked like a scholar next to him, "What's going on?" Didn't you say soup porridge, why did the fight start? ”

The young man pointed to the middle of the field and said, "Originally, they were soup cookers, but the people who gave soup not only gave soup, but also gave books. The book was a collection of poems written by themselves, and there were a few poems in it that were not quite appropriate, and seemed to satirize the young lady who beat people. The young lady listened to the report of the family and came over to smash the field. ”

Knowing the cause and effect, Yan Qingge shook his head, lost the mind to see the excitement, pulled Ruyi out of the circle to watch the excitement, and said, "Two fools!" ”

Ruyi was puzzled and asked, "Miss, who is the idiot?" ”

"Yan Shuyu is stupid, Yuan Qianqian is even more stupid!" Yan Qingge said: "Yan Shuyu satirized Yuan Qianqian in the poem, in order to let the prince see it. After the prince saw it, he might not hate Yuan Qianqian, but he would definitely hate Yan Shuyu for telling right and wrong. Yuan Qianqian was even more stupid, she actually came to smash the field, those poems the prince couldn't see it, but when she made such a fuss, the prince must have seen it immediately. ”

Ruyi suddenly said, "What the eldest lady said is so right!" ”

When they spoke, they stood next to a carriage, the curtain of the carriage was slightly opened, and the people in the carriage watched Yan Qingge and Ruyi leave, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down the conversation between the two of them as it was.

At night, in the quiet room in the Chuxiu Palace, the prince sat alone, and a few pages were placed on the desk in front of him, on which everything that happened in the Land Temple was recorded in detail in Junxiu's fly-headed small letters.

The prince looked at it and found a familiar name.

Yan Qingge and her maid Ruyi were shocked at the scene after the incident and left a conversation.

After reading the conversation between Yan Qingge and Ruyi, the prince's eyebrows gradually became lonely from being seen by outsiders, he stretched out his finger, gently touched Yan Qingge's name on the paper, sighed, and said to himself: "What you said is too right, both of them are stupid." How could Lone like those two stupid people. It's a pity that you are as smart as you, but you can't be alone. Solitary...... Won't give up on yours! ”

He hastily read the remaining records on the paper, rolled the paper into the candle flame, and in a few moments they burned to ashes.

After seeing Yan Shuyu's true face outside, Yan Qingge was extremely glad that she had not completely let down her guard against Yan Shuyu before.

The news that Yan Shuyu was chased and beaten in the Land Temple also spread back to the Yan family.

But Yan Shuyu didn't react to this at all, she did what she should do, she was still amiable to her subordinates, and she was still very filial to Aunt Hai, and those people in the family who didn't know were upset for Yan Shuyu in their hearts, and felt that Yuan Qianqian was too much.

Yan Qingge didn't know how many people thought like this, but this did not include the people of Qingxingyuan.

Ruyi is still very appealing in Qingxingyuan, she told the little sisters of Qingxingyuan what she saw and heard that day, these girls immediately hated the same enemy, and Ruyi had an idea: the second lady's pure appearance is pretended, they have seen a lot of this kind of woman, and they have a set of things behind their mouths, who knows how many bad things they have done secretly.

So much so that a few days later, when Yan Shuyu was wearing a pair of monk's shoes and holding two pillows stuffed with dried chrysanthemums to find Yan Qingge, she was vigilantly stopped by the guard.

"Our young lady's eyes are bright, there is no shortage of pillows, the second young lady can take it back and use it herself." Xunshuang sneered and sneered, refusing to let Yan Shuyu enter the door.

Yan Shuyu recited the Buddha number several times, shook her head with a smile, looked like she was looking for frost, and said, "You girl!" You're fine with me, but not with others. Don't look at my sister's usual kindness to you, in fact, she is a very well-behaved person, you help her make decisions privately, if she punishes you when you turn back, don't cry. ”

"Does our eldest lady have any rules, do you still need to say it? Anyway, this thing Miss doesn't want. Xunshuang slammed into the door with a bang, almost slapping Yan Shuyu's nose flat.

Yan Qingge was actually not far away, and the weather was sunny today, so she moved the embroidery frame out to work in the yard. It's just that there is a courtyard wall blocking it, and Yan Shuyu can't see her.

The conversation between Xunshuang and Yan Shuyu made her laugh in her stomach. The maids in her yard have grown up, and each one is more than a ghost elf.

Yan Shuyu was treated like this by a doorman, but she was still able to maintain her calm, and walked slowly with the two pillows in her arms.

Xunshuang stuck out his tongue, ran to Yan Qingge's side, blinked his eyes and said, "Eldest Miss, you won't punish me like Second Miss said, right?" ”

Yan Qingge nodded her forehead: "Punishment!" Penalties! Punish me for splitting the line. ”

Yan Qingge's embroidery work is exquisite, and the silk thread bought in the store is too thick to be used directly, so it must be split into several strands according to her wishes. The thinnest one had to split out another forty strands of thread, and the maids couldn't do it, so she had to do it herself. But for a relatively simple task like splitting a thread into seven or eight strands, Yan Qingge asked the maids to take turns to follow her.

Xun Shuangmei smiled and said, "What is this called punishment, it is a blessing to watch the eldest lady do embroidery." ”

Yan Qingge never hid her embroidery skills, and the maids were willing to learn, so she gave them advice while embroidering her own. So even though splitting the line was a chore, the maids were willing to follow her.

Since Yan Qingge was not angry, Xunshuang was also happy to be lazy, talking around Yan Qingge, and ignoring the door that was closed by her.

Suddenly, there was a banging sound at the door.

Xunshuang trotted all the way over, shouting as he opened the door: "Come on, come on, the door will be smashed." ”

As soon as the door opened, the frost was found to be a dance text. Wuwen wrinkled a bitter gourd face, out of breath, and said, "Hurry up...... Fast...... Hurry up and ask the eldest lady to go to Hanyouju. Old Lady Le is here! ”

Yan Qingge Huo Ran stood up, crooked the embroidery frame, and almost fell, she didn't care about helping, strode to the door, and said, "Who did you say is coming?" ”

"Old Master Le is here! The lord went out to meet friends today, and he was not at home, and Langmo had already asked someone to go out and call him back, Miss, hurry up. ”

Yan Qingge didn't even change his clothes, he was dressed in a homely shirt and skirt, faster than Wuwen's footsteps, and ran all the way towards Han Youju.

A few months ago, she received a reply from Le Yi, Le Yi said that he couldn't leave, but informed the Heshan Lejia of the Yan family's shovel to the Le's name, and asked the other side to send someone to deal with it.

Yan Qingge felt guilty in his heart.

Le Hou is almost seventy years old, and his life is rare for seventy years, and an old man of such an age still made a special trip from Heshan, how can his body stand it. She has traveled back and forth between Heshan and the capital, and knows how many tosses there are along the way.