In fact, these days are very boring for Feng Zhirong

Regardless of the colorful modern life she lived for 29 years in her previous life, surrounded by the Internet, and the state of TV, computer, and mobile phone being on call all the time, when she was reincarnated in such an ancient life, she was tired enough.

Not physical exertion, but mental tossing.

Feng Zhirong is not a person who can't calm down, but in the past, she always filled her life because of work.

She had forgotten what it was like to live as a child with only public television, no mobile phones, and no internet, and when she was reincarnated, she was at first so exhausted that she did not notice the monotony of life because she was trying to adapt to her current life, so that she later found an opportunity to beg for archery riding on horseback, and at the same time read books and played chess to pass the time.

It can be said that except for the needlework that hurt her eyes, she did not want to do it anyway, she was familiar with almost everything she could, and it happened that she came across archery, a real favorite hobby, which somewhat dissipated a lot of boring time.

However, archery is a manual job, and Feng Zhirong also knows that her body is still developing, and if she forcibly overdoes it, it will not be worth the loss, so she has to find other things to do in the rest of her rest time.

The study of several elders in the family has a lot of books, and the collection of several brothers and brothers is also considerable. In these years, movable type printing and the paper industry have long been popularized, so books are not as expensive as imagined, they are exactly the same sage scriptures, and each male in the family has a set in the room.

Feng Zhirong, who majored in foreign languages in her previous life, also had a good foundation in Chinese, and although she was not used to reading books without sentences at first, she naturally became transparent after getting used to it.

The women of the Feng family rarely had a collection of books—which was the habit of almost all women in the dynasty—and it was with great difficulty that she had to convince her parents to read in Feng Xu's study.

Feng Zhirong is still young, and there are fewer taboos in the courtyard between male and female dependents, but in order to avoid being more strictly controlled by his family in the future, he almost did not go to the Dezheng Courtyard where his brothers lived.

This morning, because she felt irritable in her heart, in order to calm her mind well, Feng Zhirong started shooting arrows early in the morning, and when she came back to her senses, she felt that the soreness in her hands had already turned into a stinging pain like a thousand needles, digging deep into her muscles and bones.

Feng Zhirong frowned at this time, and was immediately seen by Bai Ze, and said, "Miss, quickly put down the bow, and the slave will rub it for you." ”

Feng Zhirong obediently listened to the words, and said, "Let's let Bai Ya help me rub it!" Baizhi, help me boil some hot water, and a towel compress may get better sooner. ”

Bai Ze nodded and let Bai Ya take over and retreated, while Bai Ya rubbed Feng Zhirong's little hand and said, "I see that the meat on Miss's hand is not much different from mine, how can Miss hold a bow for so long?" ”

Feng Zhirong said with a smile: "I started to hold a bow when I urinated, if you are like me, you will definitely be able to hold it." ”

Bai Ya said: "Compared to holding a bow and arrow, the slave still likes embroidery, that is much more interesting!" ”

Feng Zhirong shook her head: "I can't embroider, it hurts my eyes!" ”

"Yes! The slave's mother said that when she was young, she didn't feel much about embroidery, but now that she is getting older, she is gradually struggling. ”

Bai Ya's mother is also an embroidery girl hired in Feng's house, and Feng Zhirong is a little more cordial when she mentions her: "Then you still like it?" I don't want to do something that hurts my body. After all, as a dedicated actor, adjusting her body to the best state anytime and anywhere is also part of her work. It's okay to say that there are actions that may hurt her body during rehearsals or filming, but she is usually unwilling to hurt her body at will.

Bai Ya said: "Miss, but the slave maid likes embroidery, watching a piece of fabric embroidered with flowers, it is very beautiful!" ”

It's called a sense of accomplishment. Feng Zhirong understands this feeling: "If you like it, embroider more while your eyes are still good, and don't embroider when you're older!" ”

Bai Ya laughed when she heard this, and said, "How can the young lady talk like an old mother, even the slave's mother rarely says this to the slave." ”

Feng Zhirong smiled a little stiffly, and indeed unintentionally revealed her idea of treating Bai Ya as a junior, and said, "Aren't the nurses, Bai Ze, and you all talking to me all day long?" I've heard from when I was breastfeeding that it's hard to learn! ”

Bai Ya smiled, and was about to say something, so she saw that Bai Zhi brought a basin of hot water.

Bai Ze watched the two of them talking and laughing, and let go of their smiles. She skillfully soaked the towel placed on the edge of the basin in hot water, wrung it out and put it on Feng Zhirong's hand, kneading it through the towel, and said, "What are Miss and Bai Ya talking about, smiling so happily?" ”

Bai Ya said: "Miss said that she was nagged by us every day, and she also learned a few words, and in turn she nagged me!" ”

Bai Ze couldn't imagine it for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What does Miss miss you?" ”

"Say I like embroidery, embroidery, embroidery, in the future, it will be old and dizzy!" Bai Ya said it smoothly, and felt that she had said it well, and said with a smile: "I was talked about by the young lady, and the slave maid can't forget it!" ”

Feng Zhirong also laughed when she heard this: "Baizhi, don't listen to Bai Ya say this!" I just said that she likes to embroider and go, but the eyes still have to be taken care of, but I didn't say that it was so smooth! ”

Bai Ze watched the two of them sing together, while re-soaking and wringing out the cold towel and putting it on Feng Zhirong again, then said: "Miss is right, the slave's mother's eyes are about to be unable to use their strength in the past few years, but fortunately, the slave's monthly routine in Feng's mansion is also good, so he asked his mother not to rush to embroider the thread late, or the doctor will say it, and the eyes may be invisible after tossing for a few years." ”

Bai Ze's mother is older, and she is quite experienced when it comes to these things.

"Don't talk about this," Feng Zhirong gently pushed away Bai Ya and Bai Ze's hands, stood up and said, "I still want to go to my grandfather's study to read some books before lunch, I can go to my grandfather's study by myself, you can see what else is going on, and go by yourself!" ”

Feng Xu has never liked servants to enter his study, so Feng Zhirong said so.

Bai Ya was also a little afraid of the head of the Feng family, so she agreed immediately, but Bai Ze disagreed: "Miss said this, but it's embarrassing for the slave!" The second lady explained, where the young lady goes, the slaves and maids have to follow, the old man doesn't like the slaves and maids to enter the study, the slaves and maids just wait outside the study. ”

Bai Ya also came back to her senses after hearing Bai Ze say this, and said: "It's so dangerous, I have to forget about it!" ”

Bai Ze glanced at Bai Ya helplessly, and said, "Otherwise, Bai Ya, if you are afraid, I will follow the young lady?" ”

Bai Ya was hesitant and didn't know how to answer, so Feng Zhirong said, "Okay! Then let Bai Ze follow me, and leave the rest to Bai Ya! ”

Bai Ya nodded, secretly scolding herself in her heart for being useless, and began to clean up after watching the two leave.

And Feng Zhirong and Bai Ze came to Feng Xu's study one after another, Bai Ze was waiting outside, and Feng Zhirong saw that Feng Xu was not in the study, so she pulled the book as usual.

Feng Zhirong's book is actually nothing special, she read all the history books of the dynasty a few years ago, and now what she is holding in her hand is the Chronicle of Customs.