Poor Lady Chapter 26: Feng Zhan
In the early morning of the next day, Qi Surong crawled out of the warm quilt, stretched lazily, dressed and washed, opened the door, and smiled authentically to the peaceful white snow outside: “Good morning.”
He came to the kitchen with brisk steps, lit a fire and boiled water, and prepared meals.
When the family woke up, she had already prepared a hot breakfast.
Qi’s mother saw that her eyebrows were full of spring colors, so she couldn’t help asking: “Rong’er, what’s the happy event today?”
“The new year is new, how can you not be happy?” Qi Surong smiled.
Qi’s mother also laughed, and didn’t ask any more questions.
After the meal, Qi Surong sent a red envelope to the official maids, and took another two days off.
Qi’s father’s concubine is arranged by Qi’s mother, and Qi Surong does not intervene.
The first day of the Lunar New Year is a time to visit relatives, but the Qi family has no other elders in the capital. I thought it would be a peaceful day, but after noon, the door of Qi’s house was knocked one after another. Most of the people who came were from nearby neighbors. In order to thank Qi Surong for promoting the method of pan-kang, they came to the door with trepidation Thank you and bring some small gifts.
Because of the Qi family’s reputation, they didn’t dare to stay longer, they just put down the presents and left, but this was already a good start.
Although the gift is thin, it is of great significance, which means that today’s Qi family is being accepted by the world again.
In the next few days, the Qi family received gifts from Gu Jinyun, Zhuang Qiao’e, Miss Zhang, and some of Qi’s father’s former colleagues and aristocratic families.
Qi Surong recorded them one by one, and then prepared to return the gift respectively.
In this life, the Qi family is no longer a crowd at the door, but has gradually regained some popularity. The hard work of the past six months has not been in vain.
“Huh? Feng Zhan?” Qi Surong was quite surprised when he saw the name on the gift list, “He’s back?”
Feng Zhan is the eldest son of the Feng family in the capital city. He is currently the chancellor of Chao Yilang Xingwei Weisi.
He had a good relationship with Qi Surong since he was a child, but when he grew up, he had fewer chances to meet each other, but they often exchanged letters.
In two years, things have changed and people have changed. Unexpectedly, he still remembers himself.
The Liu family.
“Brother Feng is back?” Liu Qian’er said happily, “Brother, when shall we invite him out?”
Looking at his younger sister, Liu Muhan said with a smile, “He just came back three days ago and brought Aluoba’s envoys with him, so he must not be free these few days.”
“Oh.” Liu Qianer replied disappointedly.
“You miss him very much.” Liu Muhan teased, “Don’t worry, after he finishes his work, I will definitely bring him to my sister for a review.”
“Brother.” Liu Qian’er stomped her feet and ran away in shame.
Running all the way back to the room, Liu Qianer smiled at the bronze mirror.
After waiting and looking forward for so long, I finally hoped for people back.
She put down her hair bun, picked up a comb and combed it slowly, her eyes were full of spring, and the corners of her mouth were smiling.
I have been waiting for two years, but now it is suffering to wait two minutes longer.
After carefully dressing up, Liu Qianer drove towards the palace in a carriage.
Stopping not far from the palace gate, she raised the curtain to look out, her gaze constantly scanning the passing dignitaries.
Although you can’t come forward to chat openly, it’s good to have a look from a distance.
She just waited, waiting for Feng Zhan to come out of the palace.
After an unknown amount of time, the person she was thinking about finally appeared in her sight.
Liu Qian’er’s breathing was a little short, and her eyes were burning. That person is more mature and handsome than two years ago, and he still has a bit of willfulness in his gestures, like the warm sun in winter, which makes people feel at ease.
“Brother Feng…” Liu Qian’er called out in a low voice.
Feng Zhan took the reins from the guard, jumped on the steed, and walked past Liu Qian’er like a leisurely stroll.
“Follow up, don’t let him find out.” She ordered immediately.
The groom responded and followed slowly.
Liu Qian’er was both nervous and excited, trying to suppress the urge to stop him, and followed him far away.
Feng Zhan walked straight in the direction of Fengfu, Liu Qian’er thought he was going home, but she didn’t expect him to cross the door and continue forward.
Where does he want to go? Liu Qian’er was puzzled.
Soon, her complexion became more and more ugly.
Feng Zhan is obviously heading towards the Qi family. He first stopped for a while outside the sealed Qi mansion, and then walked towards the East Street where the Qi family is currently located.
Turning the corner of the street, Feng Zhan held the reins, sat on the horseback and looked at the gate of Qi’s house, his back looked a little sad.
After watching for a full moment, he drove away without knowing that there was a woman on the carriage in the distance paying attention to him.
“Qi Surong, he still remembers Qi Surong!” Liu Qian’er clenched her fist tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
She looked up in the direction of Qi’s family, her eyes full of resentment.
“The Qi family has lost power, what right does Qi Surong have to fight with me?” Liu Qian’er ordered coldly, “Go home!”
Qi Surong has no idea that because of Feng Zhan’s return, she is regarded as a thorn in the side by some people.
It’s true that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop.
After the Spring Festival, Yunrong Xiuzhuang reopened.
As Zhuo Fan’s identity, Qi Surong sent a red envelope to all the embroidered girls for good luck.
These embroiderers are quite comfortable working here, and they also like this young master very much. The two sides cooperate happily. In his spare time, Qi Surong will teach the embroiderers some new embroidery methods.
In her last life, she made a living by embroidery for ten years. The needles and threads in her hands are like fingers, and there are many changes, and her skills are far beyond the current level.
Although the embroiderers were amazed that a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy had mastered such superb embroidery skills, they didn’t get to the bottom of it. For them, the more skills they learn, the more money they can make. As for the others, they are not in their consideration.
On the other side, Subao returned to Yingshu Pavilion and continued to study with Mr. Xu.
Originally, there were only two students under Mr. Xu, he and Ji Yun, but at the beginning of this year, there were two more students.
Xu Chen pointed to the two people around him, and introduced: “Ji Yun, Su Bao, these are Huang Zheng and Sun Lingxuan, and they will be your classmates from now on.”
The four greet each other.
Xu Chen said again: “There is another student named ‘Zhuo Fan’. She is quite special. She doesn’t come to the bookstore often. I will introduce you to you when I have a chance.”
All four showed curiosity, special? How about special law?
Xu Chen seemed to have seen through their thoughts, but he didn’t answer, he knocked on the table and said, “Okay, let’s start.”
In Qi Surong’s memory, Xu Chen only accepted three students in his last life. Now that she and Subao are added, I don’t know what impact it will have on the future.
She can’t tell Su Bao about the disguise as a man for the time being, because he is too young to hide the secret. She decided to choose to go to Shuge every seven-day rest day, which happened to be staggered by Subao.
To worship Xu Chen as a teacher, in addition to needing an identity, he also has the opportunity to participate in the discussion of current affairs.
After all, as a woman, she has limited knowledge, and only by constantly communicating with others can she broaden her horizons.
Of Xu Chen’s students, only Sun Lingxuan lives far away, so he usually won’t go home for two or three months.
All the classmates in Yingshuge left that day, leaving him alone in the study to review his homework. At this moment, through the window, he saw a young man walking towards the inner hall led by a servant.
Huh? Who is that? Could it be the last student mentioned by Mr. Xu – “Zhuofan”?
Being curious, Sun Lingxuan put down his books and walked towards the inner hall, but when he reached the door, he was told by the servant not to enter the room and disturb him.
Sun Lingxuan frowned, but he was not annoyed. He walked to the gazebo, drank tea and waited.
The wait lasted for an hour, and he was so patient that he took advantage of his free time to recite the words he had learned recently several times until the young man came out from the inner hall.
The young man is only twelve or thirteen years old, handsome in appearance, elegant and quiet, with a hint of nobility in his gestures and gestures.
“Young master, please stop.” Seeing that the young man was about to leave, Sun Lingxuan called out.
The young man turned his head, stared at it for a moment, and said with a smile: “So it’s Brother Sun, the younger brother Zhuo Fan is very polite.”
Surprise flashed in Sun Lingxuan’s eyes, and he asked, “How do you know I’m Sun Lingxuan? Have we met before?”
“No.” The boy explained, “Just now I heard Mr. Xu introduce a few seniors, so I wrote them down.”
“Just write down the name, how do you know which of the several seniors I am?”
The young man smiled and said, “Isn’t Brother Sun the only one staying in the Book Pavilion today?”
“Ah!” Sun Lingxuan patted his forehead and said with a smile, “Look at how confused I am.”
He walked up to the young man and asked, “Brother Zhuo, are you going home?”
“Exactly.”
“Are you still coming tomorrow?”
“No.” The boy replied, “I have a lot of business to do, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to study with the seniors.”
“That’s a pity.” Sun Lingxuan regretted, “There will be a competition in half a month, and students from several colleges will participate. I wonder if Brother Zhuo can fight with us in other colleges?”
The young man asked curiously: “How does Wenbi compare? Brother Sun, can you tell me in detail.”
“Have you never participated in a competition?”
“Yes.”
Sun Lingxuan then explained: “Wenbi will be held once a month, and each college will send a few people to dozens of people to participate in the competition. The content of the competition includes poetry, poetry, classics, historical strategies, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc. , the age of the reference is limited to less than 20 years old, and a college can send up to 20 people to participate. Each person can choose one or several topics, and only the top three will get points, and all the points will be included in their respective colleges Among them, the final ranking is based on the total score. Those who win the first place will be awarded the document. I heard that last year, Brother Ji Yun fought against all the heroes with his own strength, and won 22 points for Yingshu Pavilion, ranking No. 1 in the total score Three, it’s really admirable.”
“Excellent.” The boy agreed.
Sun Lingxuan looked forward to it: “Brother Huang and I have more people in Yingshu Pavilion this time, and the chances of winning are a little bit higher. I wonder if Brother Zhuo is good at it?”
The young man thought for a while and replied: “I have little knowledge, so I have some accomplishments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.”
“Although the score of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not as high as that of the history and policy theory, it should not be ignored. Brother Zhuo, come and participate! Even if you don’t want to participate in the battle, watching others compete can also increase your knowledge.”
“Well, I’ll think about it, thank you Brother Sun.” The young man cupped his fists and left.
Looking at his back, Sun Lingxuan always felt that he was a little special, but he couldn’t tell what was so special, it seemed…very friendly?
He shook his head amusedly, and walked back to his study slowly while reading a poem.
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