Chapter 13 The Master-Apprentice Relationship

Because the gold turned around and finally returned to Yuan Hui's hands, Zhen Tingyun didn't have much energy when he went back, and was a little embarrassed.

When Mrs. Zhen saw it, she would inevitably ask, "What's the matter?"

Zhen Tingyun was also not good at talking to Mrs. Zhen about the gold, so he walked over to sit next to Mrs. Zhen, leaned next to Mrs. Zhen, and whispered to her about another thing on his mind: "Grandmother, you said that I am next year. Can you really be admitted to a women's school? I heard that the ladies in Beijing are all open to study early, and they are well-informed and outstanding..."

The ignorant are fearless. The more people learn, the more they know, but the more they know and fear.

Zhen Tingyun is no longer an ignorant child. He has long known the vastness of the world and understands the truth of others. In June next year, the women's school will hold the entrance examination. If you count the time, there is less than a year left now, and her opponent is the daughter of the noble family in the capital. Can she really suppress so many girls and be admitted to women's schools?

Seeing her sullenness, Mrs. Zhen couldn't help but patted her: "You girl, are you discouraged before you take the test?!"

Zhen Tingyun hugged Mrs. Zhen's arm and leaned his head on her shoulder. He didn't respond, but just put his head on the top lightly and hummed softly, like a kitten coquettish.

"I think you're just a scumbag - when you face me, you're very eloquent. If you don't care, you can make a third of your senses. How can you be soft when dealing with outsiders? Why can't you pass the test!" Madam Zhen was a little displeased, and she said coldly, "It's all born by your parents, do you have fewer eyes or ears than others, why? Is it worse than others? And you have worked hard since you were a child, and you have been tossing around at home for so many years, how can you not compare to others?"

Zhen Tingyun is also a bit of a scolding. Being disciplined like this by Mrs. Zhen, she is invigorated and can't help nodding: "Grandmother is right! On the cheek of the old lady, she hugged the old lady Zhen and said coquettishly, "I knew that my grandmother loved me."

Mrs. Zhen gave her a push, pretending she couldn't stand her granddaughter's crooked appearance, and hummed, "Go, go! I think you're dejected and unlucky!"

Zhen Tingyun got up with a smile, took out a new pen, ink, paper and inkstone, ready to list out the daily reading schedule that Yuan Hui had told her before - whether it works or not, you have to try it before you know.

At least these few months, she should not be wasted.

Seeing Zhen Tingyun sitting at the desk and writing, Mrs. Zhen didn't bother, she just went out and called Bazhen to fetch water, and then she had to rest first after scrubbing.

It was Zhen Tingyun, who sat at the desk and wrote down the schedule for her reading, which lasted most of the night.

The lights in the room were on until the middle of the night.

It was probably because he had made up his mind and had a bottom line. After writing the reading schedule, Zhen Tingyun cleaned up a little and lay back on the bed. In the second half of the night, he slept well.

The next morning, Zhen Tingyun woke up habitually.

Because of staying up late, she had a faint headache, raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and just lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

As usual, she put on her shoes and opened the window first.

It was winter now, and the morning breeze was biting and cold, and immediately called Zhen Tingyun, who was only wearing his nightclothes, to shudder and wake up completely. So, she changed her clothes neatly and went downstairs after washing up.

Zhen Tingyun always got up early. At this time, there were not many people downstairs in the inn, but Manager Lin went out again - he was ordered by Zhen's father to pick up Mrs. Zhen and Zhen Tingyun into Beijing. After being delayed in the inn, Manager Lin was naturally very anxious. He had to go out early every morning to inquire about the situation, and he was the same today.

Zhen Tingyun saw Steward Lin coming back halfway through the meal.

Manager Lin had a look of joy on his face. Seeing Zhen Tingyun who was sitting and eating breakfast, he smiled and called out, "Girl."

Then, Director Lin told the news he had heard from outside: "We can leave in two days."

Zhen Tingyun put down the porridge bowl slowly, and asked, "The guard of honor is gone?"

"It's said to be leaving tomorrow." Lin Guanshi smiled, but in his heart he thought about all the preparations before going on the road.

Zhen Tingyun was also a little happy, but when he was happy, he was worried about how to arrange Yuan Hui: they all had two carriages, one for Zhen Tingyun and Mrs. Zhen, and the other for the luggage they brought from the countryside. , Bazhen and Liushun sat on the top and watched; Director Lin and these men were all riding directly.

Therefore, Yuan Hui, who can't get out of bed now and has injured the back of his head and cannot exercise vigorously, seems a little troublesome. It's impossible to add another carriage just for him.

Zhen Tingyun didn't think about it for a while, so he wanted to put the matter on hold. He turned around and said a few words to Manager Lin. After breakfast, he went upstairs to arrange the reading schedule he wrote last night. Take it to Yuan Hui for a look.

Yuan Hui had just washed, and there was still a blush on his cheeks from the hot towel, and his long black eyelashes were soaked in water, and they fell down quietly, only a faint color fell on the eyelids.

The originally handsome face, at this moment, gave people a thrilling feeling.

Zhen Tingyun couldn't help being lost when he saw it, he coughed and called out, "Sir."

Yuan Hui leaned on the bed and didn't move, only looked up at Zhen Tingyun.

He was probably still a little uncomfortable with the sudden presence of such a big apprentice, so he quickly turned his eyes away, seeing that she had a piece of paper in her hand and already understood the purpose of her coming this time, so he asked, "Schedule the daily study schedule. Have you made a list?"

Zhen Tingyun nodded hurriedly, stretched out his hand and handed over the daily reading schedule he had written.

Her daily schedule of reading hours began at 90:00 in the morning, first breakfast, and then reviewing the previous day's homework; starting from 12, reading and practicing calligraphy, first practicing five large characters; At noon, take lunch and then take a short rest; then practice calligraphy, and then practice five big characters, and the rest of the time is free to arrange.

As for the more detailed distribution, it has also been written on paper.

Yuan Hui took the daily reading schedule of this chapter, and habitually took the pen in his hand, which was convenient for editing and editing.

Zhen Tingyun sat on the side and looked at him brightly.

Yuan Hui didn't want to change much, and after adding a few strokes, he handed the piece of paper back to Zhen Tingyun: "Let's do this first, and when I'm better, I'll add the arrangement of riding and shooting."

Zhen Tingyun took the piece of paper that had been altered by Yuan Hui, and found that Yuan Hui had specially added math, and it was reasonable to put it in the future. So, she nodded, somewhat eager to try: "So, I am reading the text first to practice calligraphy?"

Yuan Hui nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said, "I have a dry mouth, you can make me some tea first."

Zhen Tingyun said casually: "Isn't there a hot tea in the room that I just brewed, and I'll pour you a cup?"

As if remembering the smell of inferior tea leaves in the inn, Yuan Hui frowned slightly: "I don't want to drink this."

The broken tea leaves in the inn are indeed not very tasty, but Zhen Tingyun never pays attention to this. When she was in the country, Mrs. Zhen sometimes used willow branches or dried locust flowers to make tea, and she could drink it anyway. However, seeing Yuan Hui's disgusting appearance, Zhen Tingyun thought about it and persuaded Yuan Hui first: "If you are not used to drinking the tea from the inn, I will go get some honey. It is also very good to soak it in warm water."

It's like coaxing a child.

Yuan Hui's brows moved slightly when he heard the words, his expression was light, and he said casually: "That's it. I thought that if there is a tea set, I can teach you to make tea and taste tea. It's too early to think about it now..."

Zhen Tingyun: "..."

For a moment, Zhen Tingyun was very struggling: she was not willing to pay for things like tea sets, but she also wanted to learn the tea ceremony from Yuanhui.

As if he didn't care about Zhen Tingyun's answer, Yuan Hui casually lowered his eyes.

Zhen Tingyunyuan is a very understanding and decisive person. Although she is very reluctant to spend money, she was able to empty all her private pockets to buy an old violin, and now she is naturally willing to break the money to learn the tea ceremony. Therefore, she only struggled for a moment, and then nodded quickly: "I'm afraid it's too late to buy a tea set now, why don't you just drink some warm honey water first, wait for me to explain to the girl, and the girl buys the tea set and comes back, Learn to make tea tomorrow?"

Zhen Tingyun voluntarily gave in, and Yuan Hui nodded in response.

Zhen Tingyun's heart was relieved, he got up and made him a cup of warm honey water, and handed it over with both hands, with the respectful appearance of a student serving his teacher.

She was so attentive and respectful, but Yuan Hui was rather alert and looked at her suspiciously: "What else?"

Zhen Tingyun smiled at him, lowered his eyelashes, smiled shyly, and asked in a low voice, "Then, is the gold I kept with you last night still there?"

Yuan Hui: "..."

Zhen Tingyun had to explain: "It must take a lot of money to buy a tea set. I don't have much money right now, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Even if he lost his memory, Yuan Hui was someone who could pick up a small bag of gold and jade the next day, and could throw a piece of gold at any time. So, with his barren imagination, he really can't think of anyone who doesn't even have the money to buy a tea set...

However, considering that Zhen Tingyun still uses second-hand old pianos, and even had to spend a lot of effort to buy a second-hand old piano, he seems to understand a little bit.

However, Yuan Hui, who has a hard-hearted heart, was still unmoved, and only reminded her: "I said yesterday that this gold is used to cover my expenses along the way, and the rest is yours."

Zhen Tingyun didn't see the slightest bit. She sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Yuan Hui with blinking eyes, and said crisply, "Sir, this is an outlander. How can we talk about money and gold in our relationship?"

"...What is our relationship?" Yuan Hui just drank a mouthful of warm honey water, almost choking on Zhen Tingyun's ambiguous tone.

Zhen Tingyun raised his eyelashes, his bright eyes were like jewels, and there was a radiance between Gu Pan.

She answered him confidently: "The relationship between master and apprentice! Everyone says that master and apprentice are like father and son. Are we half a father and daughter?"

Yuan Hui: "...cough!"

This time, Yuan Hui was really choked.

The author has something to say: Zhen Tingyun: Give money is your father!

Yuan Hui: ... Crab Crab, I don't want to be your father!