One day of the day passed, from the Dragon Boat Festival is getting closer and closer, everyone in the palace began to prepare for the Dragon Boat Festival banquet in the near future, the bluestone slab bricks on the palace road were washed by the little eunuchs, even the silt in the stone cracks was cleaned up, wormwood and calamus were tied with five-color silk threads, and the light fragrance was refreshing.

Shen Qingjiao was going to the Qinzheng Palace with Honeysuckle's hand, and asked An to come back early this morning, and a little eunuch came to Yaohua Palace, saying that after noon, it was rumored that the nobles went to the Qinzheng Palace to serve the pen and ink, so Shen Qingjiao changed into a simple palace dress before slowly setting off.

Outside the Qinzheng Palace, Chen Fu stretched his neck and looked forward to it, seeing Shen Qingjiao strolling over, he hurriedly smiled on his face, and happily went down the white jade steps to greet Shen Qingjiao: "You are here, nobleman, the slave has been waiting for you for a long time, hurry up and follow the slave, the saint is in the inner hall." ”

"There's Lao Chen's father-in-law." Shen Qingjiao smiled slightly. 𝕄.𝓥🅾🄳🆃🆆.🄲𝓞𝓜

The Qinzheng Hall was facing the sun, and the white jade stone steps went up one by one, and the sultry breath followed, but the door of the hall was wide open, and a cool feeling swept over, sweeping away the dryness on the body in an instant, Shen Qingjiao was suspicious, Chen Fu had already gently closed the door from the outside, and said in a deep voice: "Come in." Shen Qingjiao couldn't let Shen Qingjiao think too much, dusted off her skirt, and the lotus step approached Xiao Qi's side.

There are also a lot of times to come to the Qinzheng Palace, Shen Qingjiao has long been accustomed to the ambergris fragrance lingering in the palace, but in just a few days, there are more ice tanks with lotus pond carp playing patterns on the side of the double-petaled lotus-style Boshan stove, no wonder the Qinzheng Palace is so cool.

Shen Qingjiao's eyes swept over the entire piece of ice inside, which had melted by as much as half, which showed that the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

Seeing this, Shen Qingjiao took care of himself and asked for peace, rolled up his water sleeves, took the high-grade rosin ink on the side of the inkstone, and slowly grinded it.

As the name suggests, the rosin ink is as its name suggests, and the uniform ink color spreads in the inkstone, and the pine fragrance spreads out, as if in the middle of summer, after the rain has passed, a drop of sparkling rain falling from the treetop branches carries an imperceptible rosin scent.

The sun is blazing outside the hall, the hall is as cool as early autumn, Shen Qingjiao smells the light ink fragrance, and her heart is peaceful.

When Xiao Qi dipped in the ink, she glanced at Shen Qingjiao, her face was gentle, her beautiful eyes sank, and she was not disturbed by the outside world, so she stood quietly aside, and the new velvet flowers in the lotus style on her head set her off more beautifully.

The corners of Xiao Qi's mouth unconsciously hooked, reached out and grabbed the letter from Ji County on the side, handed it out and said: "I called you here because the letter from Ji County has arrived, I thought that you must be very curious to know what is happening in Ji County now, so I found a reason to serve the pen and ink to let you come, in this letter, there is news from your brother, rest assured, it is not bad news." After you read it, hand it back to me, and I will put it in the palace of diligence for you, so that no one will find it. ”

Hearing the word Ji County, Shen Qingjiao trembled, as if no one had mentioned the word Ji County for a long, long time after she buried it deep in her heart, it was just a small county town, and no one in the palace had heard of it at all. Shen Qingjiao's breathing became heavier, and her eyes blurred like water, she couldn't take her eyes off, she only felt that the letter in Xiao Qi's hand was worth a thousand gold, even if it was only about Ji County.

But in this letter, there is news of her only relative in the world.

Shen Qingjiao had a voice shouting in her heart, making her force the tears in her eyes down her heart, and she could even pray to Xiao for her gratitude: "Concubine, thank you to the saint." ”

But the outstretched hands still trembled uncontrollably, so that they didn't know that they were accidentally stained with ink.

Xiao Qi sighed slightly, grabbed the hand holding the letter and pulled it over Shen Qingjiao, grinding off the ink spots on Shen Qingjiao's little finger with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "You also know how far Ji County is from Kyoto, so there is only this letter in January, if it happens on a bad day, it is possible in two months, but I can assure you that if there is a letter delivered to Kyoto, then I will definitely show you." ”

Shen Qingjiao looked at Xiao Qi seriously wiping her in a daze, her heart was actually sour, she remembered the threat of the Queen Mother to her, and the deceit of the concubines in the palace, she actually found a quiet place in the Qinzheng Palace in the midst of dire trouble. Shen Qingjiao really wanted to say thank you to Xiao Qi sincerely, thank Xiao Qi for giving her thoughts, but when the words came to her mouth, Shen Qingjiao's lips shook, and she said calmly: "The concubine knows." Thank you for showing the letter to the concubines. ”

"Sit and see. I'm still on business. Xiao Qi raised his eyebrows, and accepted Shen Qingjiao's thanks with a smile, he stuffed the letter into Shen Qingjiao's hand, and pointed to the Nanmu chair under the window.

Shen Qingjiao couldn't wait to open the letter, this was probably passed back by Xiao Qi's people who stayed in Ji County, but the thin three pages inside deeply attracted Shen Qingjiao's attention, her tears that she could easily endure were hazy again, in the letter, my brother's leg still hurts in rainy weather, and when the pain is severe, you also need to take one or two pairs of medicine to stop, but since a doctor moved from the entrance of the village, his leg was found by a doctor every other day, but it was also much better, at least every time it hurts, I can bear it.

As for the teaching life in the private school, the children are very good, and the villagers are also very good, they like him, they like the way the teacher smiles and his eyes narrow, they like the feeling that the teacher is still clean despite his white clothes, and they also like the way he touches the children's pigtails every day after class.

The letter also said that the teacher often passed by the old elm tree at the head of the village, and would always stop, and he would look at the old elm tree and mutter