Chapter 10: : This is the same root

Chapter 10: This is the same root
Qingyan took Qingcong to the garden and walked straight to the pavilion, where there was the leftover pen and ink she used yesterday. She told Bai Zhi to prepare some snacks to bring over, so that when she was hungry, she had something to fill her stomach.
"Miss, here is the rice paper you left over from yesterday. What are you going to teach the young man today?" Zizhu looked at Qingyan and began to polish ink skillfully.
Qingyan hugged Qingcong onto the stone bench and sat down. She watched Qingcong gently and said, "Cong'er, have you ever heard what poems your fifth sister has read."
Qingsong shook his head when he heard Qingyan's words, "I have never heard of it."
Qingyan picked up the pen and dipped some ink. After thinking for a long time, she wrote Cao Zhi's "Seven Steps" on the paper. This is also the first poem of the Mining Society. Maybe Mining didn't understand this poem at that time. Meaning, but now he will definitely understand the meaning of this poem.
"Boil the beans and burn the bean dichotoma, the beans are weeping in the cauldron; they were born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?" Zizhu looked at the poem on the paper and read out softly, "Miss, I remember this is Cao Zijian's Seven Step Poem""
Qingyan put down the pen in her hand and nodded to Zizhu, "Yes, it is Zijian's "Seven Steps"." She put the paper in front of Qingcong, "Follow her sister to read it several times, and practice more. Several times, you look good."
Qingzong smiled softly at Qingyan.
Boil the beans to burn the bean dichotoma, and the beans weep in the kettle; they grow from the same root, so why not fry them too quickly!
Deng Yan knocked on Muyu with a pious look. When the voice of the maid beside her sounded, Deng Yan put down the Muyu in her hand. She stood up and looked at Linghua and said faintly, "What's the matter?"
"Auntie, the servant girl just heard that the young master was taken to the garden by Miss Fourth to learn Chinese, but the servant must go and bring the young master back." Linghua looked at Deng Yan and said seriously.
Deng Yan was obviously full of doubts about Linghua's words, "Are you sure that is Miss Fourth?"
Linghua looked at Deng Yan with a pleasing eyebrow, "Yes, it is Miss Fourth."
Deng Yan still shook her head, "Why did the four young ladies look at us?" She opened her eyes as if thinking of something, and when she looked at Linghua, she said anxiously, "Take me to find Sunshine."
When Deng Yan found the garden, she heard Qingcong reciting the "Seven Steps of Poetry". She stood by and observed them carefully. She found that Qingyan had no ill will towards Su Qingcong.
"Auntie is not worried about her chatter, so she came here to take a look?" Qingyan looked at Deng Yan who was hiding behind the rockery and asked faintly.
Deng Yan didn't expect Qingyan to discover her existence long ago. After finishing her clothes, she walked out of the rockery. When Qingcong saw Deng Yan, she smiled and ran forward and said, "Mother, the fourth sister taught me to read and calligraphy."
Deng Yan scraped Qingcong's nose dominically, "Conger can still remember what I said."
When Qing Cong looked at Deng Yan, he came down, "Auntie."
"Cong'er, it's not that I don't want you to call me mother-in-law, but that I put my identity here." Deng Yan looked at Qing Cong and said lightly.
"Cong'er, since I saw my aunt, don't you memorize the ancient poem that my sister gave you just now?" Qingyan walked to Qingcong and said with a smile.
After listening to Qingyan, Qingcong memorized the "Seven Steps of Poem" just now to Deng Yan. Although Qingcong didn't understand the meaning of this poem, how could Deng Yan not understand it.
It was born from the same root, so why bother with it!
"Miss Si, I wonder if you have time at night." Deng Yan said with a smile when she looked at Qingyan.
"Naturally." Qingyan ate the red bean cake and raised her head to meet Deng Yan's gaze.
"Sister Si, tomorrow I will come to you to teach me to read and calligraphy." Qing Cong looked at Qingyan in Deng Yan's arms.
"Okay, my sister will be here waiting for you tomorrow." Qingyan looked at Qingcong with a smile on her face, she said as if thinking of something, "My sister is going to school tomorrow, and you will come to see my sister when you are off school. Good."
Qingsong nodded to Qingyan, and then left the garden with Deng Yan.
"Miss, the servant girl heard that Aunt Deng was devoted to the Buddha, how could she have thought of coming to win her." Zi Zhu said while looking at the distant figure.
"Zizhu, have you ever heard a saying,'Lean with your back against the big tree,' if Aunt Deng is a good ally, why should I not do it?" Qingyan picked up a pen and started writing on the paper. .
Practicing calligraphy is a habit that Qingyan developed when she became a queen. She wrote naturally on the paper:
Walk to the poor water and sit and watch the clouds rise.
After Qingyan finished her calligraphy, she sat in the pavilion for a while before she got up and returned to Yingshuangju.
Some things can't be rushed, she is only 14 years old now, and she still has time to make arrangements slowly, but the most important thing at the moment is to find an ally, and let them taste the taste of being stabbed by so-called relatives.
"Miss, you are back. Tonight, Lue will make you the chicken and bamboo shoots soup that I learned from sister Huixiang." When Lue saw Qingyan stepping into Yingshuangju, he went to meet her.
"Yes, I'm quite satisfied with Lue's craftsmanship." Qingyan returned to the room before she sat down and saw the little fox plunge into her arms.
"Miss, this little fox is close to him." Bai Zhi flicked Yaoyao's head as he said, "Yaoyao, do you dislike the slaves and maids for giving you bad food!"
Yaoyao turned her round eyes to look at Bai Zhi, and then rubbed Bai Zhi's arm.
"Ah, this little thing is really likable." Bai Zhi said and touched Yaoyao's soft fur.
Qingyan hugged Yaoyao in her arms, "We Yaoyao are naturally likable."
"Zizhu, I'm going to the school tomorrow, you help me prepare things." Qingyan said with a smile looking at Zizhu who was standing at the desk. She picked up the little fox and walked into the yard, "Yaoyao, It would be nice for you to go to school with me tomorrow."
"Miss!" Bai Zhi's helpless voice sounded, "Pets are not allowed in the school."
Before Qingyan's answer, I heard a voice, "Miss, the old slave heard that the lady is in good health, so he wanted to bring her something to her." He said and passed the basket in her hand to Qingyan.
Qingyan looked at Mother Ruo with a smile, "Ruo Ruo, really bother you." She looked at Huang Cen on the side and said, "I haven't taken Mother Ruo's basket yet."
Huang Cen reluctantly took the basket from Ruo Ruo's hand. Last time, the lady caused diarrhea because she ate the things Ruo Ruo gave. Now she doesn't know what tricks she has to do.
"Miss! The general and his wife are not at home all year round. The old slave has the responsibility to take good care of the young lady." Ruo Ma looked at Qingyan with a cheerful expression, "The four girls around you are not flexible. The old slave has changed a few people for you."
Huang Cen listened to Ruo Ma's words, and when she wanted to speak, she saw Qingyan step forward and smiled at the little fox in her arms and said, "Yaoyao, what would you do if you don't like a person!"
The little fox stretched out its sharp claws at Madam Ruo as if he had been ordered. Ruo Ma’s painful grin made the maid behind him stop smiling.