Chapter 102: Tasting Dim Sum
The poison from Yuzhu and Fang Chun was effective.
Although it is said to be a chronic poison, the effect of this medicine can occur quickly, Feng Zhirong almost used the greatest willpower in her life to restrain her increasingly heavy sleepiness, and she failed to take into account the performance in class, so even the husband who taught the piano rarely scolded her for not paying attention.
Feng Zhirong knew that this was indeed her own fault, so she endured it, but she fainted on the way and almost didn't fall down, but it also made Mr. Jiaoqin see that her physical condition was not good, so she didn't reprimand again, and instead muttered that this finger hook is not good, that finger is mischievous, and that finger is really difficult to hear......
Feng Zhirong was forced internally and externally, suffered a double blow both physically and mentally, and bowed to Mr. Yingying after class, saying that although she felt a little dizzy today, it was also her mistake that she didn't know how to take care of her body and annoyed her husband.
And the gentleman who taught the piano saw Feng Zhirong so polite and blamed himself in every way, and then he remembered that she was still a ten-year-old baby, so he let her go and said a few words of concern.
Feng Zhirong muttered that this medicine was powerful after class, and decided to take advantage of the past few days to adjust her body quickly and save her strength like Fang Cai, which would make her evaluation of Anxiu Palace drop - what she wanted was some effect at the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, but she didn't want to lose her performance evaluation in Anxiu Palace, so although today's "abnormality" was also expected by her "battle damage", it also made her feel a little unhappy.
Feng Zhirong almost calmly went back to her room to eat, but when she walked out of the Qiangong Courtyard again, she quickly adjusted her state and became the Feng Zhirong that everyone was familiar with.
And Yuzhu was taught a lesson by Feng Zhirong today, and it was the first time that he observed his "nominal" little master - Yuzhu, who happened to see Feng Zhirong's face and walking posture at the moment of change, was also secretly surprised, and also silently told himself in his heart that he should not despise the ten-year-old baby in front of him.
Yu Zhu's mind was reflected in the rhythm of her breathing, and Feng Zhirong's senses were very keen because of her previous life's occupation, and she naturally faintly noticed what kind of changes were behind her.
She didn't particularly guard against Yuzhu and Fang Chun when she was doing things in this Anxiu Palace, thinking that it was King Jing's eyeliner anyway, and it was much better to show it generously than to hide and hide.
When I think about it like this, I also have a little playfulness in my heart. Anyway, sooner or later, his words and deeds will reach King Jing's ears, and since King Jing wants to know so much, let him know generously in the future!
Feng Zhirong imagined how she could play pranks on Yuzhu in the future, and at the same time, she also came to the garden in the north.
Yuzhu and Fang Chun's poison had an anemia-like effect, and he had somewhat recovered some strength after a full meal, but he still felt dizzy from time to time. At lunch, she also asked Fang Chun if this medicine was really too violent? Fang Chun also told her that he had already put the lightest dose that Feng Zhirong could bear.
According to Fang Chun, the medicine worked quickly at first, but then there was a period of time when he felt better, and then slowly ate away at the vitality in the body until he died of internal organ failure, because the person who was drugged always died unconsciously and in comfort, so this poison was called "peace and happiness".
Fang Chun didn't even shy away from telling Feng Zhirong that many princes and nobles went to great lengths to get this poison so that the power in the mansion could be replaced......
Feng Zhirong only trembled secretly in her heart when she heard this, but she also believed that there would be no problems under the care of these two people at this moment, so she quickly changed her mind.
Feng Zhirong still felt a little dizzy, and she couldn't see the road under the scorching sun, so she walked slowly, while watching the four roads as much as possible and paying attention to the surrounding situation.
It wasn't until the small pavilion that I saw Ge Yuening and Zhao Mingyun, two rare partners, drinking tea and eating pastries at the same time, so they also smiled and happily stepped forward.
"The two sisters are quite idle!"
Zhao Mingyun glanced at her lightly as usual, and did not respond first, and Ge Yuening also raised a smile and said, "I knew that I would meet you today...... Come on, there's a lotus cake I made, and come and try it. ”
Hearing the dim sum, Feng Zhirong's eyes couldn't help but light up, and said, "But I didn't know that my sister could also make pastries!" ”
Although Zhao Mingyun's expression was generally flat, she was also a little more cordial to Feng Zhirong: "Don't you know that Miss Ge's best skill is not to make tea, but to make pastries, right?" ”
Feng Zhirong sat down beside Ge Yuening happily like a child, and said with a smile: "I really don't know." ”
Ge Yuening smiled shyly and said, "It's not something worth mentioning, it's just a usual interest." After that, he pointed to the lotus crisp on the plate and said, "How about you try it?" ”
Feng Zhirong nodded, then reached out and took a piece of lotus cake and said, "Sister Yuening's skillful craftsmanship, this pie crust is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it blooms a thousand layers, I'm afraid it can penetrate the light!" ”
Ge Yuening blushed with praise and said, "It's just something to eat, if the taste in the mouth is not good, it will be in vain." ”
Zhao Mingyun said leisurely: "But only when you look like this can you get on the stage." ”
Feng Zhirong didn't respond to the two of them, but took a small bite and said, "This molasses melts in the mouth, and it still has ...... It's red in the mountains, right? It's just right...... Sister Yuening, I am not exaggerating, your craftsmanship is pretty! ”
Feng Zhirong's words didn't make Ge Yuening shy, Zhao Mingyun pulled the corners of her mouth and said: "Let you talk about it like this, even people who have never eaten this lotus cake feel greedy." ”
Ge Yuening also said: "It's my sister who exaggerated, it's really not so great." If you like it, I'll make more for you to try when I have time in the future. ”
Feng Zhirong's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "This couldn't be better!" ”
Ge Yuening laughed and said, "But I didn't know that you were such a greedy child!" ”
Feng Zhirong smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sister doesn't know, in the past, I was rarely able to eat pastries at home, and I didn't have this habit at home, so I used it less." ”
The Feng Mansion is best at making pastries is Cao Zhongyu and Cao Zhenpei, but Cao Zhongyu is busy and Cao Zhenpei is not in good health, so there are few opportunities to taste their craftsmanship, plus the Feng family has the habit of useless pastries since Feng Xu established a business in the capital.
Zhao Mingyun listened to Feng Zhirong's words and said with a slight surprise: "The Feng family is also an official in the court, if there are no permanent pastries, how can they treat guests?" ”
Feng Zhirong said: "There are few visitors in the house, but it doesn't matter. ”
Zhao Mingyun sighed slightly: "It's a pity, the taste of many pastries is interesting." As he spoke, he still had a look of pity on his face.
Feng Zhirong looked at Zhao Mingyun's appearance, but secretly wrote down her preferences, and asked, "Sister Mingyun's family has pastries on weekdays?" ”
Zhao Mingyun nodded and said, "In addition to three meals a day, there will be additional meals at noon and afternoon, and the additional meals are not serious, just ordinary pastries and tea." ”
"Oh, that's nice!" Feng Zhirong's face was full of admiration: "I think my sister must have eaten a lot of good pastries!" ”
Zhao Mingyun tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "You like sweets so much?" ”
"But it's not, I don't love sweet soup!" Feng Zhirong said shyly: "What I like is something new. ”
Ge Yuening looked at Feng Zhirong, who had always been smart, but she looked like a child, and she also felt pleased, so she said to Zhao Mingyun: "If my sister is also willing to appreciate the light, I will be diligent and more diligent in the future, and a few of us will digest it." ”
Zhao Mingyun nodded and said, "Then I will accept your blessing." As he spoke, he elegantly picked up a piece of lotus cake and took a bite gently. That posture is so good-looking and elegant, even Feng Zhirong, who has seen a lot in her previous life, feels pleasing to the eye.