"Then how can I do it, making incense is a tiring job...... Aunt Cui was not polite to her, she knew the Empress Dowager's plans in her heart, and she did not really treat these two young ladies of the Feng family as palace >maids

"It's okay, I just want to learn how to make incense, and my aunt will teach me." Feng Miao tilted her face and shook Aunt Cui's arm with both hands.

Aunt Cui is still hesitant, many young ladies of the family will mix fragrances, but that kind of fragrance is just a mix of single-flavor spices that have been coarsely made once and mix them together to create different flavors. The real incense making needs to be ground, soaked in water, and filtered...... Just turning that piece of Yingge green into a suitable incense powder has to go through more than a dozen processes.

"Forget it, auntie, don't be embarrassed," Feng Miao smiled, "It seems that I'm too stupid to learn how to make incense, and my aunt doesn't know how to tell me." Her tone was coquettish, and her half-truths amused Aunt Cui.

"Don't you dare to think so, the girl is smart." Aunt Cui shook her head, "Then tomorrow will be a hard girl." ”

It is best to make incense early in the morning, so as not to mix with the smell of dust and the scorching sun. Just after Yin, Feng Miao followed Aunt Cui into the incense workshop. When she went out of the East Side Palace, Feng Qing was still sleeping soundly, Feng Dan went out of the palace after dining with the Empress Dowager, no one interceded, and the small Buddha hall of the two was punished and knelt as usual.

Aunt Cui didn't really count on Feng Miao, thinking that she was just a whim, and she couldn't do it if she really suffered, so she chose a clean little palace maid and brought her into the incense room. But after being taught the same, Feng Miao actually learned well, and her hands were worn out by the stones, and she didn't say a word. In one morning, the incense was made.

Feng Miao watched Aunt Cui put the prepared incense grains into the jade box one by one, and then pasted the seal, "Liu Ling is drunk?" Is that the name of the incense? Curious about the name of the special. ”

"It's the recipe that the secretary Zhongsan Li found, and the Queen Mother used ordinary sleeping incense, but it didn't work. Since I got this formula, I have been able to sleep much more peacefully at night. Aunt Cui wrapped the jade box in silk satin and carefully put it away.

Feng Miao was not very familiar with these official positions and personnel, and he didn't know what the role of secretary Zhongsan was, so he vaguely remembered the tall back he saw in the secret passage in the secret room that day, and didn't dare to ask any more. After that day, she woke up several times in the middle of the night, dreaming that the Empress Dowager was holding a poisonous fruit in her hand and told her to eat it, and when she woke up, she was drenched in cold sweat.

When she came out of the incense room, she quietly pinched a small grain of Liu Ling's drunkenness in her hand, which was secretly hidden when she cut the large piece of spice into small pieces while Aunt Cui was not paying attention. I've been going around in a big circle these days, just for such a small thing.

Counting the ten days in her heart, Feng Miao was so nervous that her palms were cold, and she hurriedly ate a few bites of lunch, and then hid in the small Buddha hall. After copying a few lines, my heart gradually calmed down.

I don't know what's going on, Feng Qing said a lot on this day, first came over to read the Buddhist scriptures that Feng Miao copied in Chinese, and then said lukewarmly, "What is this written?" We Xianbei girls don't learn this. ”

Seeing that she ignored her, Feng Qing asked again, "You took my Feiluan Title Bead and shook it, why don't you see you wearing it?" Why, do you think it's not appropriate for a pheasant to have a phoenix tail feather? ”

Feng Miao kept writing, and said coldly, "You gave it to me, not me." Feng Qing was bored with himself, sat back on the futon, and muttered to himself, "The Han people's fox skills are ......."

There was no leakage in the small Buddha hall, Feng Miao could only estimate the time by herself, and when it was about the third watch, she began to put the copied Buddhist scriptures into the incense burner and burn them. The fine shredded tobacco choked her with a cough, and the moment the sleeves covered her lips, Liu Ling, who was hiding in the cuffs, was drunk and slipped into the incense burner.

In the main hall of the Fengyi Palace, Aunt Cui was getting the newly made Liu Ling drunk, putting it on a shallow plate, using a colorless and tasteless paper roll, and taking a fire to light it, "The Queen Mother, do you need to ask someone to stare at the small Buddha Hall tonight?" ”

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