The next day, Jinhua really didn't come to school, the three girls looked at each other, who didn't mention it, but was more attentive.

However, that night, Li Xunzhuo unexpectedly ate and stayed in the Ling family's house, and promised to stay in Xiyuan for the next few days. Although Ling didn't say anything on her face, everyone could see that she was happy in her heart. However, Li Xunzhuo said that Aunt Su was sick, and Jinhua asked to wait by her side, so that the Ling family would not ask them to say hello in the morning.

Wanhua muttered to Shaohua in private: "I don't know what moth to start again." ”

Shaohua hurriedly touched her and signaled that Li Xunzhuo still had something to say. Li Xunzhuo cleared his throat and said to his wife, who was suddenly silent and buried herself in eating: "Over there, you let the Cui family go and tell Mr., let Qi Niang recuperate at home for a few days, and then go to school when Qian'er is well." ”

Ling's face was expressionless, he took a sip of winter bamboo shoot pills, and said lightly: "If she doesn't go, just tell her husband by herself, what does it have to do with me." ”

Li Xunzhuo's face was not good, and he said in a deep voice: "You are her mother-in-law, how it has nothing to do with you." If it weren't for the Su mother and daughter pleading, he wouldn't be willing to pull down and say this.

Ling sneered: "It turns out that she still knows that she is a concubine." ”

Li Xunzhuo put down his chopsticks heavily, and his expression changed greatly, obviously a sign that the dark clouds were about to be covered with thunder. Shaohua finally understood Wanhua's helplessness, this habit of choking with her husband at every turn is really not acceptable to ordinary men.

"A-Niang, this ball is really good today, make me another one at noon tomorrow."

"Daddy, can I recite the Protestant texts to you?"

The two sisters and brothers of Wanhua and Si Mo had a tacit understanding, one diverted the attention of the Ling family, and the other curried favor with Li Xunzhuo, only Shaohua was silent and buried himself in eating. Wanhua looked unhappy and secretly kicked her under the table. Shaohua was in pain and looked at Wanhua unhappily, but saw that her eyes were not good, and secretly glanced at Li Xunzhuo.

I'm using her as a shield again. Shaohua sighed helplessly, put down the dishes and chopsticks, put on a well-behaved appearance, and whispered to the Ling family: "Auntie, Mr. said that no homeowner ordered that you should not be late and leave early." A-Niang is the hostess of Xiyuan, and Qi Niang does not go to the boudoir to study, so A-Niang should come forward. He turned his gaze to Li Xunzhuo and smiled: "Daddy, Qi Niang's foot injury is healed?" Originally, I wanted to ask Qi Niang to go to school with me in the morning, but the maid said that Qi Niang stayed overnight in Huan Si Yuan. Ah Niang also said that she wanted the doctor to show Qi Niang again, in the end, it was a little lady, so don't hurt your muscles and bones. ”

This side gives the Ling family a long face, and that side makes Li Xunzhuo feel that she treats Jinhua as a sister, and can't help but treat her differently.

"Wu Niang is really a good child, and she will have more contact with Qi Niang in the future, and Qi Niang is also an obedient child. Qi Niang, like you, is my daughter of Li Xunzhuo. Li Xunzhuo smiled and praised Shaohua. Shaohua could hear the last sentence with the most force, obviously not to her, but some people didn't care, so Shaohua had to continue to pretend to be well-behaved.

"Daddy, don't worry, my daughter knows."

After listening to Shaohua's words, Li Xunzhuo's mood eased. Immediately afterwards, Wanhua and Si Mo's intervention finally finished the meal peacefully.

In fact, Shaohua knew in his heart that a woman went to look for Mama Rong in the afternoon. But after Mama Rong asked about the identity of the person who came, she only said lightly, "Since it is a lady's business, then let the lady send someone to tell me, I haven't known which aunt can interfere in the affairs of the lady Langjun." ”

This is clear, that is, Su Shi is not qualified to talk to Mama Rong at all, let alone a mother by Su Shi's side.

Mama Rong has been in the palace for so many years, and no palace concubine or nobleman has ever seen it, so naturally she will not talk politely to a minister's family and the concubine's companion. Anyway, the Su family still accepted this fate in the end, so he begged Li Xunzhuo to say this.

Obviously, if the Su clan came in person, the Ling clan would definitely not give her a good look.

But whether Su's illness was real, or whether it was to bow his head to Ling, it was unknown. In Shaohua's view, this is a good start, first of all, to let Su Shi recognize his identity. Of course, Ling's sense of duty is also a very important thing.

After Shaohua pierced his fingers for the fifteenth time, Mama Rong, who has always been reserved and calm, finally became angry. "If the fifth lady is so careless, it is better to go back." In the few days that Jinhua was away, Mama Rong spent almost all her energy on teaching Shaohua Nuhong. In the morning class, everyone was very attentive and behaved well, especially Shaohua, who often impressed Mama Rong.

But in the afternoon, when she was asked to do needlework, Mama Rong was not so happy.

"Sir, Wu Niang didn't mean it." Wanhua hurriedly got up and pleaded for her sister, thinking that when Jinhua angered Mama Rong, she only got a sneer. Now he is already angry, but I am afraid that Shaohua will not be able to escape this time.

Even Yan Sui, who was quietly watching the changes, was a little uneasy, and when he hesitated whether to speak, he saw Shaohua holding his bloody fingers and said pitifully: "Sir, you have wronged me." It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, you look at this needle eye, I have endured the pain very hard. "Ordinary people have to give up after two or three punctures, Shaohua pricked his fingers more than a dozen times in one afternoon, and insisted on continuing, which is indeed attentive.

It's just that the heart is biased.

A small white jade-like hand, which was originally round and fair, was now pierced with thousands of holes and bloodstains, and even Chu He on the side couldn't bear to look at it. But she didn't dare to plead, it is said that the maid next to Yan Sui who spoke against Jinhua had been beaten by Liu yesterday and demoted to a second-class maid. Although she really wanted to say that since her own lady doesn't understand female popularity, she will pick up some maids who have done good needlework in the future, and marry them in the past, and she doesn't have to tailor them herself. Even if you do a good job of needlework, not everyone may do it yourself.

Shaohua looked at Mama Rong and trembled slightly, and immediately said with a hippie smile: "Why don't you punish me for copying handwriting, I will use Mrs. Xuan's cloud scroll to copy a "Fan Fence" for Mr. ”

Chu He was amused by his lady's rogue tone, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he hurriedly lowered his head and said in his heart: How can anyone compare writing with needlework.

Don't look at Mama Rong's appearance and look gentle and kind, but you can recognize the reason for what you say and do, as long as you don't follow her reason. Although she is not annoyed, she has something to say that makes you embarrassed and dare not refute. The partiality of Shaohua always went against her reason, and made Mama Rong cry and laugh. Originally, she and Youhan were repeatedly told by the Ling family to take care of Shaohua. Just because she grew up in the countryside, she was afraid that she would not be used to living in the house, lose the rules, and be wronged.

But now it seems that if she has no rules, she is very cautious everywhere, and even Mama Rong, who is not easy to praise, also favors her. can talk about grievances, Chu He has followed Shaohua for the past few days, and what she has seen the most is that she pretends to be wronged.

"Will you be a cloud scroll?" The voice was obviously raised by a pitch, just covering the voice of Wanhua.

Shaohua nodded solemnly, and whispered to Chu He to prepare the four treasures of the study for her. She put down the needle and thread, wiped the blood beads on her fingers with a handkerchief that had already been spotted, got up suddenly, blessed Mama Rong, and walked to the desk. Chu He had already laid out the paper, studied the ink, took a brush, dipped it in ink, and handed it to Shaohua.

But seeing Shaohua shaking his head, he pushed away the brush, picked it out, and muttered to himself: "Why don't you even have a Zihao." ”

When Mama Rong heard this, her face palpitated slightly, and she said softly: "What is the lady looking for?" There are so many pens on the table, maybe there is no one who likes it? ”

Because the lady only writes small characters, the most practical is the sheep's hair pen, which is mostly made of goat hair. It is soft, the nib is round and thick, easy to ink, and it is cheap and durable. The sheep's hair pen is divided into soft and rigid Chen sheep's hair, fine and transparent Ying sheep's hair and soft texture of milk sheep's hair. Or some people like to use chicken feathers to make pens, but it is more common to use sheep's hair pens.

And in the Baichuan Pavilion, because Lang Jun has a strong pen, he can't write other strong fonts with only a sheep's hair pen. There are also hard pens that specialize in writing hard books, such as wolf hair, mouse hair, horse hair, rabbit hair, etc. Zihao is made of dark purple rabbit hair, which is harder than sheep's hair, but soft and round. It is said that Mrs. Xuanjun is very fond of Zihao pen, so she wrote a cloud scroll that amazes future generations. However, because the purple pen is expensive and not as durable as the sheep's pen, few people will learn the cloud scroll. Over time, fewer and fewer people were able to write cloud scrolls.

Shaohua frowned slightly, looked up at Mama Rong, and wondered: "Why doesn't Mr. remember that the cloud scroll body must be purple." The sheep is soft, although it is round and thick, but the difference is that the strength is not enough; The wolf is vigorous and powerful, but he can't write the spirit and handsomeness of the cloud scroll. Shaohua didn't notice the flickering of Rong Mama's eyes, so he had to mumble to himself, "That's it, use this rat to take a moment." ”

The characteristics of the cloud scroll are soft and rigid, seemingly tactful and light, but at the beginning of the pen, the turning point is often ingenious and powerful. Or borrowing the characteristics of Zihao to make the cloud scroll unique. As the so-called words are like their people, it can also be seen from the cloud scroll that Mrs. Xuan's strong temperament comes.

Fan fence, that is, fence, implies the limitation of things. In an article written by Mrs. Qianjun before recruiting relatives, she used Fan Fence as a metaphor for the rules of the world, and she laughed at herself and never ignored the world's eyes, but she couldn't escape the world's rules after all. If it weren't for Mrs. Xuan's special status, her words and sentences would be extremely presumptuous and arrogant, but they could be in every sentence. At that time, many ladies scrambled to copy and imitate, and for a time recruitment conferences abounded.

Until now, when it comes to Mrs. Sujun at the beginning of the founding of the country, some people admire and some spurn.

In order to please Mama Rong and avoid the painful teaching, Xin Zimo deliberately acquiesced in this article. As a result, she won Mama Rong's favor, but she was looked at more closely by Mama Rong, for fear that she would also learn from Mrs. Rong to do earth-shattering things.

When Shaohua silently said "Fan Fence" word for word, the most surprising person was Mama Rong, followed by Wanhua and Yan Sui. Chu He looked proud, although she didn't understand what a cloud scroll was, but looking at other expressions, she thought that her lady's talent would be appreciated by Mr. again. The master is smart, and when the maid's face is also bright, she wants to go out sideways.

"Sir, the handwriting is done, can I stop practicing needlework?" Shaohua looked at his handwriting with satisfaction, and looked at Mama Rong with both hands, with a flattering expression.

"The fifth sister's handwriting is really beautiful." Yan Sui walked over and took a look and praised it sincerely. "Is this a cloud scroll? Where did the fifth sister learn from, teach me too. ”

Wanhua had heard of the cloud scroll, but he had never seen it, but it was lost. Now seeing that the cloud scroll is written from Shaohua's pen with a hand like a flowing cloud, Wanhua is naturally very surprised, how much of this sister is beyond her imagination.

"I learned it by accident." Shaohua was stopped by Yan Sui's words, so he had to say haha. But she didn't forget what the purpose of her hand was, seeing that Mama Rong took over and put the article away, Shaohua's heart was settled, and she immediately smiled: "Sir, it's okay, I don't practice needlework, you can't regret it." ”

Unbeknownst to her, Mama Rong glanced at her lightly, and said slowly: "I will learn this today, ladies go to school." The girls immediately smiled happily, got up happily and saluted, and hurriedly told the maids to pack up their things. Tomorrow as usual. ”

"Sir, then I'll ...... tomorrow" Bu Shaohua's expression was stunned, but she worked so hard to invite merit but became someone else's wedding dress?

"From tomorrow, morning classes will be swapped with afternoons. If the fifth lady can't do her homework well in the morning, she will keep going to school. Mama Rong said softly.

"Sir! That one...... If the female red has been practicing for a long time, it will hurt her eyes. was glared back by Mama Rong, and Shaohua had to change his tone halfway through his words.

Mama Rong thought for a moment and nodded, "Then you can rest for a quarter of an hour after practicing." ”

When Shaohua heard this, his little face collapsed directly, and his crying and mourning expression made Wanhua laugh.

Mama Rong also felt funny, "Since the fifth lady can learn Mrs. Qianjun's one-handed cloud scroll, I hope to learn Mrs. Qianjun's colorful cloud embroidery as soon as possible." ”