Chapter 56

The next day, he had to go to court, and Fu Changxi had no plans to spend the night in the Xishan Courtyard. After sending Zhen Tingyun away, he got up and returned to the palace.

He sat in the carriage alone, and since there was no one around, he took out the shoes sent by Zhen Tingyun in private and took a closer look, and made a good gesture.

Thinking that there was no one around, he hesitated for a while, but he lifted the corner of his robe and changed his shoes on the carriage.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he just felt that the sole was soft and comfortable, the size was just right, and it fit perfectly.

So Fu Changxi wore these new shoes and returned to the palace.

It also happened that Fu Changxi returned to the palace and sat down in the study. He was about to read the official documents for a while when he heard that his nephew, Rong Ziming, was coming. He didn't want to see him originally, but he was in a really good mood at the moment. After thinking about it, he let his nephew come in.

For this reason, Fu Changxi deliberately got up from behind the desk and sat on the chair outside - there was a desk in front of him, so no one could see the new shoes on his feet.

Sure enough, Fu Changxi's thoughts were not in vain. Rong Ziming entered the study from outside and immediately found the new shoes on his feet——

"Uncle, your shoes..."

Fu Changxi raised his eyes and looked at Rong Ziming. Although he didn't answer, his expression softened a lot. He suddenly realized that this nephew who had been spoiled by the eldest princess Huiguo really had some eyesight.

However, the second half of Rong Ziming's sentence was: "...Is the toe a little crooked?"

Fu Changxi: "..."

The study room was quiet for a while, and the needles fell, and the air seemed to have dropped several degrees, so cold that had goosebumps.

Rong Ziming shrank his neck unconsciously, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense for a while.

After a while, Fu Changxi opened his mouth with a cold face and asked, "Why are you here?" This nephew was eating, drinking, and having fun all day long.

Rong Ziming has always been a little smart. Seeing his uncle's face was cold but still willing to open his mouth, he immediately poured a cup of hot tea from the case, held it in both hands, and handed it over, his eyebrows were curved, and he smiled earnestly. : "Mother often tells me to be more filial and filial to my uncle. Today, I happen to be free. I heard that my uncle is also in the mansion, so I dared to disturb you, uncle."

He was very beautiful, with peach blossom eyes and red lips. Although he was seventeen years old, his cheeks were slightly rounded, his facial features were delicate, and he was still childish. Looking at him, he looked like a little boy, rather indifferent between male and female.

Because he has a princess concubine, and he is also the prince of Rongguo Gongfu. He has been pampered since he was a child, and he is very squeamish, like a very well-bred cat. Arrogant, and occasionally grabbing people with their paws is like playing.

That's why, if he softened his body and deliberately acted coquettishly to please him, it would be very easy to be liked.

After all, Fu Changxi was an elder. He was much older. Seeing him like this, he couldn't get angry. He took a sip from the tea cup and asked, "What's the matter?"

Rong Ziming didn't dare to lie, so he could only whisper: "My mother forced me to kiss, but I refused, so I thought about coming to my uncle to live here for a few days, so I can hide."

As for why she went to hide here with Fu Changxi, it was naturally because Fu Changxi was not married yet—the eldest princess of Huiguo was also very worried about Fu Changxi's younger brother, and there was probably a precedent for her, and she began to think about marriage for her son early on. Come. Pianrong Ziming loves flowers, grass, and beauties, and what he loves most is his free and sloppy life. Naturally, he doesn't want to get married and have children so soon. The mother and son had a big fight about this. Unmarried", one said, "Do you have his skills or what?"... Rong Ziming couldn't say that he was his own mother, so he had to hide in the palace-if the eldest princess of Huiguo came, there would also be a lot of Fu Changxi. The unmarried uncle is in front of him.

Fu Changxi was drinking tea. Listening to his words, he frowned in disgust, waved his hand and told him to go down, cursing two words in his mouth: "...It's really not easy, I only know how to mess around all day, get out. Come on. Don't get in the way of me."

These days, being an elder can be regarded as a sign of closeness. When Rong Ziming heard this, he knew that his uncle nodded and agreed to let him live in the palace. He was overjoyed and hurriedly saluted and resigned. He smiled and said, "Uncle Xie."

It went out happily.

Fu Changxi looked at his back, couldn't help frowning again, and secretly said, "It's fortunate that he thought about this nephew at the beginning—Oh my God, it's just like Rong Ziming, if he gave him his female student...

Thinking about it, Fu Changxi almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

Rong Ziming didn't know that he was disliked by his uncle once, so he went out and asked someone to pack his things for him, and he was going to rest at the palace tonight.

Tang He and Rong Ziming also recognized it, so they came to help, and said a few words by the way: "It will be the Qixi Festival in a few days, I wonder if the prince has any plans?"

Rong Ziming likes romantic affairs the most. Hearing this, he couldn't help blinking his eyes. The ends of his eyes were slightly raised. A pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to attract people: "Why, are you also interested in this?"

Tang He just smiled: "My Highness and I have been in Northern Xinjiang for a long time, but I haven't been in the capital for a long time, and I haven't spent the Qixi Festival in the capital for a long time. So, didn't I just come to ask the prince, you are an expert?"

Rong Ziming was smugly held up, with a smile on his face and a little powder on his cheeks. There was a flying look on his already delicate and beautiful face. He didn't see it either, and put his hand around Tang He's shoulder, looking like a good buddy: "This, if you come and ask me, that is to find the right person. First, what kind of beauty do you like?"

Tang He pondered: "I heard that during the Qixi Festival, the two women's schools in Beijing also have activities?"

Rong Ziming was startled when he heard the words, and couldn't help but look down at Tang He: can't see it, Tang He's eyes are quite high! But the female students in this female school are indeed different...

Rong Ziming remembered this after Tang He's reminder, and he couldn't help but rub his chin and smiled: "Yes, I almost forgot about this. If I have time, I will take Brother Tang to see you. lively?"

Tang He only laughed when he heard the words, and didn't respond immediately. He changed the topic and said in his heart: "Don't worry, you are a nephew after all. You still have your life if you pull the tiger's beard. ...

Thinking about it this way, Tang He felt a little guilty about cheating on Rong Ziming. Looking back, he would naturally be more considerate and thoughtful when he treated Rong Ziming.

Rong Ziming also likes Tang He very much - he is capable, he speaks nicely, and he is very proficient in many things related to the wind and moon.

Because he was happy with Tang He, he was also concerned about going to the women's school on Qixi Festival, and he was even thinking about whether to invite a few more people to come with him?

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Zhen Tingyun entered school on June 30.

Zhen's father wanted to send her off, but he had something to do with the court and couldn't come out; Pei's face was not completely healed, and he didn't want to go out, so he told Zhen Yiyun about it. Therefore, on the day when people enter school, they are accompanied by their parents; on the day when Zhen Tingyun enters school, they are followed by Mrs. Zhen and Zhen Yiyun, along with Zhen Hengzhe.

Originally, it was already worrying enough to have Zhen Yiyun following, and Zhen Tingyun didn't want to bring another Zhen Hengzhe.

However, Zhen Hengzhe insisted on following him—perhaps it was because he consciously sided with Zhen Tingyun, the second sister, in the matter of proof. Since then, he has been very close to Zhen Tingyun. Yun wanted to live in a women's school, so he shouted that he would also come to send him a gift.

However, Mrs. Zhen softened her heart when she saw her grandson, and felt reasonable when she heard what she said, and immediately responded without waiting for Zhen Tingyun to speak.

So, they were sent to school by their parents, relatives and friends. No matter how bad it was, they were accompanied by servants and housekeepers, and they were accompanied by the old and the young. Only Zhen Tingyun followed the old and young.

Of course, Zhen Yiyun, who accompanied him, was obviously also very bad, his face was cold, and his originally beautiful and beautiful face was like frost and snow, but it actually revealed a bit of a cold beauty, which was quite eye-catching.

After completing the admission procedures, Zhen Tingyun led the old and young of his own family and carried his luggage to the house where he would live in the future.

The houses in a row, and the small rooms for toilets on both sides of the corridor, are neat and clean.

Because Zhen Hengzhe was male, he couldn't follow him even though he was still young, so he could only stand outside and wait honestly, which really made Mrs. Zhen feel distressed.

Zhen Tingyun found his room according to the number plate issued by the female school, pushed the door in, and found that the room was not big but not too small, with four beds and four cabinets, and in the center was a long desk and Four chairs and nothing else.

Although Mrs. Zhen knew that the housing conditions in the women's school were not good, she couldn't help but say: "Why do you still have to share a room with someone? Isn't this small room so crowded for four people?!" But it was excellent. After thinking about it, he said cruelly, "Would you like to spend some money and ask someone to arrange a single room for you?"

Zhen Yiyun knew about the situation long ago, so he just said lightly: "My grandmother probably doesn't know, this female school does have a single room, and it's better than our family. But such a single room really doesn't depend on money alone. You can live." If you want to live in a single room, you have to have power or power, otherwise why would someone arrange a single room for you?

You must know that most of the people who will live in the women's school are female students from poor families. If such a female student can have such a clean and tidy residence, she will definitely not be picky; The daughter or granddaughter of a senior official in the frontier, whose family is not in the capital, simply asks the child to live in the girls' school, and arranges a room or two in private, and can naturally arrange a single room.

Zhen Tingyun's family is in the capital like this, and his family is good, but it is rare to come to live in a women's school.

Listening to Zhen Yiyun's words, Mrs. Zhen felt very uncomfortable, and ignored the eldest granddaughter who was yin and yang. She pulled Zhen Tingyun and discussed with her: "How about you talk to Madam Chu? She is not. The gentleman in the school, you can take care of this after thinking about it, right?"

"No need." Zhen Tingyun said casually, "You can live anywhere. I think it's good here. There are people nearby. If I have any questions I don't understand, I can ask them."

Mrs. Zhen has to say more, Zhen Tingyun has already taken out the basin, ready to wash the bed and seat with water.

There was no name written on the bed. Zhen Tingyun adhered to the principle of first-come, first-selection, and chose a bed by the window for himself. There was a window for ventilation, and it was not easy to be disturbed by the distance from the door. They were considered the best two. one of the beds.

Madam Zhen also knew her granddaughter's stubborn temper, and after scolding a few times, she had to clean up.

Zhen Yiyun stood on the side, raised his eyes and looked around the room, his expression was indifferent, but he just sneered in his heart: It is really rare in the world to ask for trouble like Zhen Tingyun!

Now that he has seen where Zhen Tingyun will live in the future, Zhen Yiyun doesn't want to stay in such a place, nor does he want to stay here for Zhen Tingyun to pack up. So as soon as she raised her chin, her voice was slightly cold, but her tone was clear: "I don't feel relieved when Brother Heng is outside alone, or should I go out and see him?"

Madam Zhen was really worried about her grandson, thinking that this eldest granddaughter couldn't help her, she waved her hand and let her go out.

So, Zhen Yiyun raised his chin like this, turned around and walked away, waving his sleeves without taking any dust away.

Mrs. Zhen comforted Zhen Tingyun: "She's like this, staying here is also a block."

Zhen Tingyun sincerely expressed his understanding: "I know, grandmother."

So, the grandparents and grandsons packed up neatly.

After Zhen Tingyun had almost finished packing his things, he got up and sent Mrs. Zhen and others back, saying, "It's getting late, I've packed everything here, you should hurry back with your elder sister and younger brother. , or mother, she would have to worry about it at home."

Zhen Tingyun was abandoned by Pei not long after she was born, and it was Mrs. Zhen who brought her up little by little. Because of this, Mrs. Zhen, who is a grandmother, has never been separated from her little granddaughter. She didn't realize it at first, but now she was sitting in the carriage, looking at her granddaughter standing beside the carriage, thinking that she would not see anyone for a long time, her heart was sour and astringent, and it was very uncomfortable.

Madam Zhen was really reluctant, her old bark-like hands tightly clenched her little granddaughter's slender white wrist, and couldn't help but say, "Why don't we stay at home? For carriages or something, grandmother will pay!"

Zhen Tingyun was also a little reluctant to see the water light in Mrs. Zhen's eyes, but she had already made up her mind, so she still wanted to persuade Mrs. Zhen: "It's all already decided, how can it be changed temporarily." The other side, "You can't forget what I said to my grandmother before, otherwise I won't be at ease in school."

Madam Zhen responded one by one with tears in her eyes.

The grandfather and grandson said goodbye several times, and then they separated under the persuasion of Zhen Yiyun and Zhen Hengzhe.

Zhen Tingyun stood there, watched the Zhen family carriage leave, then got up and went back to the house.

Speaking of which, she came early today. It was not until now that she got up and sent Mrs. Zhen and others away, and turned back to the house, only to see someone coming.

And two groups of people came as soon as they came.

The house was not big at first, and the two female students who came had brought people with them. A few people stood in the house, and immediately squeezed the small room even smaller.

However, these two groups of people are not the same people.

On the left side, a woman dressed in brocade clothes and full of pearls on her head was pulling her daughter to the side, helping her maid to make the bed and wipe the table. The voice was neither loud nor low, but it never stopped. Coincidentally, the bed they picked was the one opposite Zhen Tingyun.

Zhen Tingyun looked at the woman's dress and guessed that this family should be a first-class upstart, rich, but only rich, and it is still in the accumulation stage.

The group on the right is also a mother and daughter, but the clothes are so plain that they will turn white after washing. The daughter sat on the side of the bed, watching her mother make the mattress and quilt.

Zhen Tingyun just looked at it, then stepped in and smiled with the girl on the right who was sitting on the bed: "Well, you are sitting on my bed..."

The girl was born beautiful and fair, but she was only slightly thin, her face flushed immediately after hearing this, she hurriedly stood up from the bed, and said, "I'm sorry, I, my bed is still being cleaned, and the chair is not yet ready. I have time to wipe... I see that your side has been cleaned up, and there is no one else, so sit down first."

Zhen Tingyun waved his hand and pulled out his chair: "Then you can make a chair, and it has been wiped." She didn't mean to target people, but she was not used to others sitting on her bed.

The girl blushed and waved her hand, indicating that she would not sit down, and then whispered, "My name is Qian Manyue, the full moon of 'the bright pearl tonight, when it opens with the full moon'. Haven't asked your sister's name yet?"

Zhen Tingyun replied casually, "My surname is Zhen, Zhen Tingyun."

Seeing that Qian Manyue's mother was sweating when she made the bed, Zhen Tingyun thought about it, but still wanted to ask, "Do you want me to help?"

Mother Qian also raised her head when she heard the words, and hurriedly shook her head with a blushing face: "No, no, I'll clean it up now." She was a little cramped, "You just sit down, I'll clean up, soon."

Seeing this, Qian Manyue quickly said, "Mother, let me help you."

Seeing that the mother and daughter of the Qian family were busy with their work, Zhen Tingyun sat back by his bed again, feeling a little bored for a while, wondering if he should flip through the book.

It was the girl who was facing the bed by Zhen Tingyun. She had been quietly paying attention to her just now. Seeing that Zhen Tingyun was sitting alone on the bed now, with nothing to do, she couldn't help but burst out laughing and came over to fight Zhen Tingyun. Greeted: "Hello, I'm Du Qingqing."

Compared with Qian Manyue, Du Qingqing and Du Mu are generally dressed in golden hairpins, which are very luxurious. Because of her round face, although she can't be called white fat, she is indeed more rounded than girls of the same age. She wears a red and gold dress, and when she smiles, her face is like a silver moon, which is especially festive.

Zhen Tingyun said his name again: "Zhen Tingyun."

In this way, several people can be considered to pass each other's first and last names.

Du Qingqing also told Zhen Tingyun about the news he had only heard about: "There are only the three of us in this room - I heard that there was an accident at the girl's house and she couldn't come, so her bed was vacant."

This is good news. The room with four people is a bit crowded, and if there are fewer people, there will be some space available.

Du Qingqing added: "If you have a lot of things, you can put them on that bed—there's no one there anyway."

Zhen Tingyun didn't have so many things, so he waved his hand: "My things are all packed."

Du Qingqing nodded.

It happened that the other end of the Du family was almost cleaned up. Seeing that Du Qingqing still had a lot of things, Mother Du asked people to put everything that could fit in the cabinet into the cabinet, and even the empty cabinet was requisitioned. After the two cabinets are stuffed, if there are any leftovers, they will be piled on the vacant bed, and then it will be finished.

The mother and daughter of the Qian family on the other end didn't bring much stuff. After making the bed, cleaning the seat, and stuffing the things into the cabinet, it was all over.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mother Qian and Mother Du couldn't stay for long, so they had to hold their daughters and warn each other a few words before leaving one after another.

It was the three girls in the same room, who had seen and knew each other, so they made an appointment to go to the dining hall for dinner.

By the way, the three of them went to the toilet once again and inspected the environment.

Du Qingqing looked at the wealth, but he wasn't particularly picky. After seeing it, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "This bathroom is bigger than I thought. Fortunately, there are not many people living on campus. We are three in a row. There are eleven people in one room..." As he spoke, he felt that eleven people were sharing two bathrooms, which was really crowded.

Qian Manyue comforted her in a low voice: "I think it's pretty good, especially the cleanliness." After a pause, Qian Manyue said in a low voice, "My family of six, the bathroom is not that big..."

Hearing this, Du Qingqing looked at Qian Manyue with some sympathy.

Qian Manyue's face flushed, her head bowed, her white fingertips twisting the hem of her clothes.

Zhen Tingyun changed the subject at the right time and said, "This time has passed, do you know if there are any good dishes in the dining hall?"

When Du Qingqing heard this, he showed off what he had heard: "I heard people say that there are many pigs raised in the girls' school, and the pork we eat in the cafeteria also comes from this way..."

Zhen Tingyun also heard Mrs. Chu talk about raising pigs, but she didn't think that the pigs raised in the women's school could not bear to eat like this every day. Cai Ru raises a few pigs, and kills a few pigs during the end-of-year exam, which can be distributed to the students in the school.

However, Du Qingqing deliberately showed off, and Zhen Ting didn't deliberately find fault with others, so he smiled: "Then I have to get some meat dishes to taste."

Several people said this and went to the dining hall with a smile.

Since they had already paid for admission, the female students did not have to spend money to eat in the school's canteen. Seeing that there was still some meat dishes, Qian Manyue hurriedly ran to fight.

Zhen Tingyun reminded her: "It's a pity if you can't finish eating so much."

Qian Manyue blushed again, and said: "My family rarely eats meat. Every time I eat meat, I have to be close to my younger brothers, so I can only drink some broth. Looking at this now, I can't bear it. don't stop..."

Seeing her always blushing like this, Du Qingqing couldn't help laughing: "If you want to eat, eat it, what's the point of blush?"

Qian Manyue's face was even redder when she said that, because she was born white, and when she lowered her head, her neck and ears were even red.

Zhen Tingyun also laughed along very gregariously. He didn't speak, but he knew something about his two classmates in the same room: those who look smart are not necessarily smart, and those who look stupid are not necessarily stupid.

It seems that even living in a women's school, I'm afraid it's not as clean and comfortable as I imagined.

Of course, there is no Zhen Yiyun here, and that alone is good.