All Hail Cousin Brother

Remember in a second【】

"I heard that if you read too much, you will become a nerd." Yu Youyao felt that her cousin just read too much. He is so mature at such a young age and has no fun at all.

Zhou Linghuai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The girl who was chasing love disliked him for being boring: "But she has grown up, and now even my cousin despises it. It seems that you don't need the notes that my cousin studies in the future."

Yu Youyao's eyes widened, her face innocent: "Since when did I dislike my cousin? This is what my cousin said, I don't admit it," she looked at her cousin and smiled flatteringly, then changed the subject: "Isn't this I feel sorry for my cousin, who stays in the house reading all day long, and being bored alone hurts my eyes, so I want my cousin to read less and go out for a walk when he has nothing to do, so as to refresh his spirit, yes Are you in good health?" After finishing speaking, she still looked at her cousin aggrievedly: "I am also doing it for my cousin's benefit, so please don't wrong me."

The small mouth was babbling, coaxing people, it was terrible, but Zhou Linghuai laughed.

Seeing her cousin smiling, Yu Youyao squatted in front of her cousin and looked at him eagerly: "I really like the note my cousin wrote for me."

Zhou Linghuai shook his head, took out a thick book in her hand, and stuffed it back into her hand: "Women don't take the imperial examination, and there is a limit to what they can learn from the Four Books and Five Classics. It's enough to study it once. You have to read this book carefully." .”

Yu Youyao looked down, and on the cover of the blue book, there were four big characters of Zi Zhi Tong Jian written. It was a thick book, as thick as a brick, and her scalp felt numb all of a sudden: "So thick?"

Zhou Linghuai nodded: "Reading history can be extensive and general knowledge, knowing the past to learn from the present, knowing the heart and seeing wisdom, and learning from the past to know what to do. This is a book I have read before, and there are annotations and explanations written on it. You may not be able to read it." It will be too laborious, this Zizhi Tongjian is a reedited edition by the great Confucian scholars of the previous dynasty, and there are many short stories about famous people and events in it, so it will not be boring."

Yu Youyao smiled and curled her lips: "Thank you cousin!"

Carefully flipping through Zi Zhi Tong Jian, this book looks a little old, and the pages are a little yellowed. The ink pens on it are old and new, and the words are also new and old: "Is this a book my cousin read before?"

Zhou Linghuai nodded: "Well, some of the pen and ink on it were left by me in the past. Later, when I gained new understanding, I would write them down, so the pen and ink seemed messy. If there is something my cousin doesn't understand, I will write it down. Let me tell you more carefully, but history books tell people to see wisdom, and my cousin should realize it herself."

Originally, he planned to reorganize it and give it to her after a while, but today she was wronged at the flower festival, so he was inevitably worried, so he took this book to cheer her up.

Yu Youyao smiled and rolled her eyes as if she had found a treasure, "I will definitely read the books my cousin has read.

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Seeing her flipping through the book with great interest, Zhou Linghuai reminded her: "Aren't you hungry? Let's have lunch!"

Only then did Yu Youyao realize that she was still hungry, and hurriedly went to eat with her cousin.

Zhou Linghuai had lunch at noon, took a few mouthfuls with Yu Youyao, and then put down the chopsticks. In the end, the little girl acted coquettishly and forced him to eat a bowl of white jade ginseng soup.

After lunch, Yu Youyao held the Zizhi Tongjian and read it with gusto.

Zhou Linghuai returned to the Qingqu courtyard and went to the study.

He took a piece of rice paper, spread it on the table, and flattened it with a paperweight. Zhou Linghuai held the sleeve with one hand and held the pen in the other. With just a few strokes, the outline of Bodhi was already visible.

Under the Bodhi tree, a little figure with only outlines, holding a wishing brocade in both hands, lightly holding his toes, his skirt fluttering like dancing snow in the air, and his light figure, as if he wants to ride the wind back.

"Young master, the news has been sent to the palace..."

The dye blended by mineral plants exudes a thick but fragrant atmosphere. In the air, there is only the slight "rustling" sound between the paper and ink.

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Shouyan Palace!

The empress dowager, who is more than sixty years old, wears a red golden phoenix gown with carved silk, combs a high cone bun, inserts a red gold inlaid red treasure phoenix spreading wings and a big phoenix hairpin, and holds a polished and round ruby ​​with pure color in the phoenix mouth. , falling on the forehead.

She was reclining on the phoenix couch, with one hand resting on her forehead, a piece of agarwood beads wrapped around her wrist, one hand resting casually on her leg, and a long red gold tortoise shell finger cot with a ruby ​​inlaid on her little finger. Close your eyes and doze off.

Incense was burning in the phoenix head incense burner, and it was curling up meticulously. l

In the huge side hall, the little maid who was kneeling on the ground was lowering her eyebrows and talking articulately about what happened at the Flower Fair in the Marquis of Changxing.

The little palace maid was proficient in ventriloquism, and she imitated the words of Yu Youyao, Miss Cao Qi, Mrs. Changxing Hou, and even the wives of the various families present.

When it was about a cup of tea, the little maid finished speaking and knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head.

Aunt Shen, who was serving in front of her, also stood with her head down, not daring to take a breath.

After a long while, the Empress Dowager trembled her fingers, and slowly opened her eyes. The turbid eyes showed the compassion of worshiping Buddha all the year round, but deep in her eyes, there was a calm and sharp look.

The empress dowager stretched out her hand.

Aunt Shen hurriedly served the tea, touched the wall of the cup lightly with her fingertips, and then handed it to her: "The temperature of the tea is just right, Madam, use it slowly."

The empress dowager took the tea, lowered her head and took a few sips, the phoenix beak holding the beads on her forehead trembled slightly, the pure color exuded a suffocating majesty.

After running out of tea, Aunt Shen quickly took the teacup.

The empress dowager folded her hands on her lap, and looked down at the Buddhist beads on her wrist: "What kind of incense is used in the house today, it seems to be a little different from the past?"

Aunt Shen glanced at the phoenix head incense burner, and quickly said: "It's also Ningshen incense, which burns the same incense as yesterday. Yesterday's incense was made by Aunt Xu before leaving the palace. Yesterday was already

^0^ Remember in a second【】

The last one is also the scent that the Queen Mother is used to. Today's incense was prepared by Aunt Ye. Aunt Ye was trained by Aunt Xu herself, and she has learned the true story of Aunt Xu. It is probably because each person is different, and the way of making incense is different. It's also a little different, and the taste is also slightly different. I didn't expect the Queen Mother to smell it. "

It can be seen that Aunt Xu has served the Empress Dowager for many years, and the relationship between master and servant is also unusual.

The empress dowager heard the words and couldn't help sighing: "Aunt Xu has been out of the palace for two or three months. She has served in front of Ai's family since she was a child. She is in charge of everything in Ai's family. During the drought in the south, the yield of Aijia's favorite Zijuan tea decreased, and it was because she was worried that Aijia could not get used to other teas, so she took pains to make herbal teas with similar taste..."

Zijuan tea is a variety of Pu-erh tea, with a purple-black and black color, which is why it got this name. It is produced in Yunnan, and the picking period is only ten days. The output is rare and precious.

The aroma of Zijuan tea is pure and strong, with hints of roses and medicine. She likes Zijuan tea, and almost all the new tea presented as tribute every year enters the Shouyan Palace.

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