Chapter Twenty-Seven: Alternative Compensation

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Alternative Compensation

Unconsciously, it is early spring, and the emerald green color has begun to drill into the soil layer little by little, jumping on the branches and buds, and occasionally the cold fog that has not dispersed in the early morning, passing through the gaps and spreading in the house, showing the traces of the harsh winter.

In the pavilion outside Xiaoxiang Pavilion, there is a person sitting quietly on a stone bench covered with soft cushions, except for the occasional sound of turning the pages of a book, everything around is so peaceful......

"Xiaoxiang, go get some pen and paper."

"yes, okay."

"Wait."

Xiao Xiang stopped the foot that had just taken a step, "Does Miss have any other instructions?" ”

"Bring paper and eyebrow pencils, not brushes." After Xiao Huang finished speaking, he buried his head in a few booklets on the table, focusing as if he was isolated from the outside world.

After settling in the General's Mansion, she often asked the third princess to help her find some books.

When Jimo Liyun heard about this, he also praised his daughter for being intimate, knowing that he had accepted his previous fun-loving temperament and studied hard.

But how did he know that every time Xiao Huang asked Lian Huaying for a book, he would almost always ask for something, such as a file about the history of the Xia Yu Dynasty, or a sub-axis related to its laws, taxes, and store business model.

But she didn't specify the title of the book, because in this era, all a boudoir woman could read was "Daughter's Sutra", "Female Ring" and the like.

And those women who are rich in talent and learning are just reading more poetry and songs, and I am afraid that there will be no more, after all, most boudoir ladies will not do something that does not conform to their identity.

Moreover, she was not familiar with this continent, and she didn't know what kind of books the imperial court allowed to sell, so she only said a vague concept to Lian Huaying, expressing which type she wanted to prefer.

Fortunately, the third princess is a native of the Yuan Dynasty, and she doesn't know the content of Xia Yuguo's books, so she naturally responds to her daughter's needs, and she never cares about anything, but Xiao Huang always feels a little uneasy every time she touches the unreserved maternal love.

It's been more than half a month since she came back from the bachelor's mansion, and thinking of the scene where her father and mother waited for news in the mansion that day, she found that at that moment, she would actually have some unexplained anger towards her younger brother who she had never met.

Maybe it was because he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the letter from the general's wife, and then he was sad after hearing the news - just because the Bachelor's Mansion sent someone to spread the news that it was Jimo Haoxuan himself and did not want to move to the General's Mansion.

Anyway, she still hasn't figured out what that emotion is for......

"Miss, look, that's it, right?" Xiaoxiang trotted into the pavilion and pulled her out of her musings.

Because under the inadvertent temptation, she found that Ruochen and Ruofeng were both literate, just in case, when Xiao Huang was reading, there would always be some "coincidental" things that they needed to do.

This is why she only has Xiaoxiang by her side now, of course, occasionally Ruochen Ruofeng will stay by her side and wait when she is doing things.

However, it all depends on whether Xiao Huang wants to let them know what they are doing, after all, occasionally looking at poetry and songs can also cultivate sentiment, right?

Glancing at the person holding a pile of paper and pencil in his arms, Xiao Huang's mood was obviously relatively brisk, because in recent times, her teaching to Xiaoxiang has obviously had an effect.

It is not only reflected in the book knowledge, but also in some of her behavioral constraints.

For example, now, Xiao Xiang watched her write on the paper with an eyebrow pencil, and the font was different from the book, although she was surprised, she couldn't help but ask.

Xiao Huang smiled in her heart, yes, it can be regarded as progress, then she will be kind and satisfy the curiosity of the little girl.

"Writing with an eyebrow pencil is because it is convenient, and the font written is simplified."

She took advantage of the gap in taking notes to explain, and found that after listening to Xiaoxiang, she became confused.

"Well, what don't you understand?" Xiao Huang sighed, not realizing that he was at all, with a tone of treating children.

Hearing this, a certain "child" stepped forward with a happy face and asked, "Miss, why is it convenient to write with an eyebrow pencil?" Miss used to use a brush. ”

"The tip of the brush is too soft, and it is not strong to write." Xiao Huang is a serious nonsense, in fact, she is used to writing hard pens, and the brush is not easy to use.

"Forceless? How so? Miss has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and she has a lot of strength! ”

That's right...... It seems that it is not unreasonable, Xiao Huang's forehead has three black lines, although the brush is soft, but the ancients who have practiced writing calligraphy since childhood have the strength to write the words "through the back of the paper".

But she is a talent cultivated in the scientific world, and in later generations, electronic technology is rampant, and the opportunities to touch pens are decreasing, let alone brushes.

In her free time, she practices calligraphy, and almost all of them are thick brushes, which means that on a ten-inch square piece of white paper, Xiao Huang can write a very beautiful italic character.

But if she were to write down the number of words in a letter on a piece of paper, it was clear that at her current level, she would only be powerless.

Sure enough, simple people are not necessarily easy to fool, because the frequencies received by your brain waves may not be on the same level.

…… Wait, something seems wrong.

"I've been martial arts since elementary school?!" Someone is a spirit.

"Ah?!!h Accustomed to seeing Xiao Huang always look indifferent, Xiaoxiang was really taken aback by her reaction, and said in a daze: "Yes, Miss has practiced well, but I'm too stupid and always drags Miss's hind legs." ”

Speaking of this, she scratched her head embarrassedly, "But Madame said that Miss's body has not fully recovered, so Xiaoxiang has been practicing alone recently." ”

"Miss isn't here, and I'm not lazy!" Seeing Xiao Huang's face change, Xiao Xiang thought that her young lady was afraid that she would not practice hard, so she yelled again.

Forehead...... Xiao Huang had just a trace of worry in her heart, but she was suddenly disturbed by her nonsense, smiled helplessly, and comforted: "Yes, Xiaoxiang is the most obedient." ”

After saying that, she was stunned for a moment, since when did she actually take care of other people's emotions.

Waving away the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Xiao Huang said again: "Because of Miss I, one day I suddenly found that I prefer to write with an eyebrow pencil. ”

After a pause, she looked at Xiao Xiang and said seriously: "It's like if you have to choose between chicken thighs and glutinous rice cakes, you will definitely choose what you like to eat, right?" ”

"Hmmm! Xiaoxiang likes to eat chicken thighs the most, but ...... The glutinous rice cake is also delicious, hehe. ”

Alas...... This question has finally turned the page.

It's not easy to talk nonsense to a "little white rabbit", so like this, it's better for me to sue with those "old foxes", at least I won't have that kind of guilt, Xiao Huang felt quite weakly.

"Well, what about this simplified character? It's like a simplified way of writing these traditional characters in a book, such as ......"

Subsequently, she gave several examples to let Xiaoxiang know what "simplified characters" are, and then wrote a few lines casually for her to learn to recognize.

After she read out the words on the blank paper word by word, Xiao Huang told her the contents of the book, and the book she happened to be holding in her hand was the tax code promulgated by the Xia Yu Dynasty in the past five years.

There are many professional terms that Xiaoxiang doesn't understand, and she also uses the most vernacular way to say it, step by step, step by step.

Xiao Huang felt that she hadn't said so much in her previous life, but she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with putting more energy on Xiao Xiang.

Because she has always had a sense of guilt in her heart - she took everything from "Jimo Xiaohuang", even if it was not what she wanted.

But it is undeniable that because of the identity of "Jimo Xiaohuang", she can survive in this other world and enjoy the love and ...... of the general's wife

Xiao Huang turned her eyes and caught a glimpse of the girl beside her who was mainly her young lady, and inexplicably felt that the corners of her eyes were a little sour.

So the only way she can repay is to give back to the people that "Jimo Xiaohuang" cares about.

And Xiao Huang has always regarded herself as a helpless "single individual", firmly believing that only what she grasps in her hands is her own.

No matter in which time and space, if you want to survive according to your heart, the premise is that you can't escape the so-called "power", if she wants to create her own "power" in this other world, then between power and money, it is easier to start with the aspect of "money".

After all, since she was a child, she followed an adoptive father who did foreign trade and opened a company and an adoptive mother of a gold medal law firm, how could she be poor in financial knowledge.

Since he wants to be his own cronie, he can't ignore what she writes, and he can't be ignorant of business.

Therefore, in the next "boring" days, cultivate Xiaoxiang to become a person around her who will not let her give up, even if it is just her own wishful thinking, she will never stop before Xiaoxiang gives up.

Xiao Huang was immersed in his own ideas, and he didn't realize that a pair of eyes encompassed the entire scene in Xiaoxiang Pavilion......