Chapter 60 Valence Geometry

Qian Manyue opened her mouth wide, she wanted to argue but she didn't know where to start, she wanted to find life and death, but she remembered the cold sting when the silver hairpin touched her neck.

In the end, she could only fall to the ground, sobbing and crying.

However, the other two people in the room, Zhen Tingyun just stood and watched, as if enjoying the performance. Even Du Qingqing, she did not come up to comfort her like before, but took a few steps back, only looking at Qian Manyue, who was lying on the ground crying with suspicion and vigilance.

Qian Manyue's forehead was half against the icy ground, and tears flowed from the bottom of her eyes like water, but an indescribable coldness and fear suddenly rose in her heart - such a thing, she has not done it before, but such a feeling It was something she had never had before.

In the past, she could quibble, frame the blame, and use her verbal skills to push those things away. But now, Zhen Tingyun saw through her tricks early and spoke out bluntly.

In the past, she could cry and beg, seek death, or beg or force others to let her go, but Zhen Tingyun was more cruel than she imagined. She just came out with the hairpin, and Zhen Tingyun really dared to hold her. His hand brought the hairpin to her neck.

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In the past, Qian Manyue was conscious of being smart and resourceful, but at this time she was at a loss and had nothing to do. So much so that she recalled her own smooth past.

Qian's family was so poor, Qian's father favored sons over daughters, and Qian's mother was weak and incompetent. But Qian Manyue still relied on her own ability to forcibly find a way out-she took advantage of the opportunity of Qian's mother working at the house next door to the wealthy Lin, and tried every means to coax the girl from the wealthy Lin family. That Lin girl was even stupider than Du Qingqing, she dragged Qian Manyue to study together, saying that she was going to take the women's school together, but she didn't pass it herself, but Qian Manyue did.

It's a pity that Miss Lin is stupid, but the rich owner Lin who made a lot of money is not stupid. The Qian family was almost at risk of not being able to open the fire because of this, and the whole family also complained that she was acting abusively, and said that they had no money for her to go to women's school. Partial Qian Manyue has a way. She pulled Qian's mother in search of death and begged for life, and she begged with Qian's father to beg for a curse, saying that if she succeeded in her studies and married a good family, she would definitely help her family and her three younger brothers... So, the Qian family In the end, Qian Manyue was also persuaded by such a poor and poor family, who gritted her teeth and borrowed money for her to go to a women's school.

Qian Manyue had already thought about it, and when she entered the women's school, she would have her own means to get acquainted with those who were willing to spend money on her—anyway, those women students had money, so they probably didn't care about what they gave her. From the time she entered the women's school, she would never go back to that quagmire home again. She would climb up step by step, to a place that everyone in the Qian family couldn't reach, and marry into a good family...

It's a pity that Qian Manyue's sweet dream has just begun, and it seems that it is about to end in a trance.

Qian Manyue cried until her eyes were dry, but the fear in her heart became stronger and stronger, and there was only one thought left in her mind: can't let Zhen Tingyun tell this, she can't be expelled from school! She managed to climb out of the mud pit like the Qian family. If she was kicked out now and the money she borrowed to go to women's school would not be enough, Qian's father would definitely try to sell her or take her away. Marrying someone to be a concubine will end her life completely...

Thinking of this, Qian Manyue shivered coldly, she didn't even dare to cry anymore, only her eyes were red, she walked in front of Zhen Tingyun with extremely difficult knees, and begged: "It's my fault, it's my lard covered in lard. Don't worry! Tingyun, please forgive me this time? If you want to beat or scold, I won't resist."

"If you think hitting me dirty your hands, then I'll hit you!" After saying that, Qian Manyue raised her hand and slapped her face twice.

The sound of slaps echoed in the quiet house, crisp and loud.

Zhen Tingyun remained silent, not even looking at her.

Qian Manyue only slapped herself so hard that she saw that Zhen Tingyun didn't move at all, so she had to put down her hands, and then cried, "Really, if I'm expelled from school, I won't be able to survive when I go back. Please, Tingyun, you should spare my life, right? It's true that I have a crooked heart to harm you, but it won't cost me my life for a little spice, right?"

As he spoke, Qian Manyue couldn't restrain the fear that was surging in his heart. He covered his face and cried out, almost collapsing: "It's just some spice. For someone like you, this is nothing. ? Why do you have to force me like this?"

Zhen Tingyun Yuan just listened to her complaints with a cold face, just like watching the people on the stage singing, appreciating her ability to sing well. However, hearing this, Zhen Tingyun finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

She reached out to grab Qian Manyue's loose black hair, forcing her to raise her head and look at her. She looked at Qian Manyue's tearful face with good eyes, looked at each other, and asked each word: "It's now, don't you think that you still want me to talk to you word by word? Say?"

Qian Manyue bit her lip, trying to hold back her crying but tears still fell, a trace of regret and panic flashed in her eyes, her face was full of tears and snot, embarrassed and ugly.

"These spices were given to me by someone who is very important to me." Zhen Tingyun pursed his lips, and was about to speak, but suddenly stopped. At this moment, she only felt that thin, indiscernible thoughts passed from the top of her heart, and she almost realized one thing after realizing it: it turned out that Yuan Hui was already such an important person for her, right? ?

Thinking of Yuan Hui, Zhen Tingyun's voice paused for a while, and then he said in a deep voice: "This is his intention. For me, this is a very important treasure. At least, it is more important than someone like you. already."

If other people, at this moment, heard Zhen Tingyun's words, they would either be ashamed to death, or despair and dazed, and they might even be full of resentment. But Qian Manyue is different, she has tenacity and endurance far beyond her peers, and almost no sense of shame, even if she looks at Zhen Tingyun's smile like falling into an ice cave at this time, the whole person is stunned from beginning to end. It was icy cold, but she still managed to keep her voice as steady as possible, and pleaded bitterly, "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Tingyun, what do you have to do to forgive me."

After a pause, Qian Manyue swallowed again, with bitterness in his mouth, and begged bitterly, "Can I pay you? I'll pay you the spices."

Zhen Tingyun was about to refuse, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and nodded: "Okay, there will be an incense-making class tomorrow. Then we will give the spices to the gentleman, and let him estimate the price. If you can pay the money to Me, then I'll treat this as a thing of the past. If you can't afford it, then I can only tell the matter to the gentlemen in the women's school and ask them to decide for me."

Qian Manyue heard the words, such as receiving amnesty - if she was really accused of stealing, the women's school would definitely make her drop out. It's great to just lose money now...

Thinking of this, Qian Manyue even began to think about the money she had on hand: she had the private money that her mother had quietly stuffed into her before she entered school, and the money that the spice shop returned to her after returning the spices yesterday. People who borrow a little can always pay for it. As for the future... As long as she can stay in the women's school, without Du Qingqing and Zhen Tingyun, she will always be able to find the next big guy who will pay her money. After all, the most common thing in women's schools is the stupid pig Miss".

When Qian Manyue heard the words, she only felt that the boulder pressing on her heart disappeared without a trace, her whole body softened, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Zhen Tingyun's expression remained the same, but his eyes were cold. The reason why she said that was not because she wanted to forgive Qian Manyue, but because she didn't want to mess with the other party any more. It's already nighttime. If we talk about it any longer, or push Qian Manyue in a hurry, Zhen Tingyun won't dare to sleep in the house any more - a vicious and daring person like Qian Manyue, if he goes out of his way, he will really don't know what she's afraid to do.

Zhen Tingyun felt that she was not a gentleman, but she still felt that she should be more cautious about the issue of her own safety.

Therefore, Zhen Tingyun simply gave Qian Manyue a hope and pushed the matter to tomorrow. With her understanding of Yuan Hui—even if Yuan Hui was so embarrassed when they first met, she could turn her head and pick up a bag of gold; on her birthday, the other party could give away a box of jewelry, jade, and famous antique paintings... It can be seen that Yuan Hui It must be a good thing, and the spices he gave him are definitely not cheap. With Qian Manyue's wealth, it is estimated that he cannot afford it. Since she can't afford it, she can only ask her to drop out of school.

Thinking of this, most of Zhen Tingyun's chest was full of suffocation, and he ignored Qian Manyue, who was still slumped on the ground, and took the basin and other items to go to the bathroom to wash.

Du Qingqing stayed for a while, then ran out, and said, "Let's go together."

After waiting for the door, Du Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I'm a little afraid to share a room with her now..." After speaking, she probably felt that it was not good for her to speak ill of people behind her back, and she couldn't help but vomit. Tongue out.

Zhen Tingyun glanced at Du Qingqing, her face pale, but she was a little surprised: she thought that Du Qingqing would complain that she had already seen Qian Manyue but didn't remind her, but Du Qingqing really didn't care about it. It seems that people with big hearts really have the benefits of big hearts...

Zhen Tingyun was still thinking about whether to change to a single room, but now he has changed his mind: if Qian Manyue dropped out of school, only himself and Du Qingqing would be left in the room, and Du Qingqing was so big-hearted and easy to get along with in the same room It doesn't seem like a difficult thing to do?

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Incense making class is in the afternoon of the second day.

Qian Manyue was both regretful and scared last night. She cried with the quilt for half the night, and finally fell asleep, only to be awakened by a nightmare. Therefore, she was a little sullen and absent-minded all day long. She managed to get to the incense-making class, and then she hurriedly picked up her spirits and sat next to Zhen Tingyun, for fear that Zhen Tingyun would miss his mouth for a while.

She really doesn't understand the quality and type of spices, she just thought that since Zhen Tingyun had prepared it in advance, it must be used in the incense making class, so she thought of stealing some and using it herself. When Du Qingqing helped her to buy the spices, she could not only express that she didn't need a lot, but also turned around and returned the spices to earn some money...

After all the calculations, the only thing that didn't count was that Zhen Tingyun insisted on pursuing this matter. Her heart seemed to be filled with ice slag, cold and heavy, leaving only unspeakable fear and regret.

At this moment, she could only stare at Zhen Tingyun closely, anxiously guarding against the other party's speaking out.

However, Qian Manyue is not a fool, she realized something in her heart: even if Zhen Tingyun told the matter, what could she do with Zhen Tingyun? ! In the end, one step is wrong, one step is wrong...

In the end, Zhen Tingyun didn't really say much, she just respectfully took the remaining spices up to show her husband, and said, "This is the spice prepared for me by the teacher at home, it was damaged yesterday. Most of the time, it's a pity... I thought about asking Mr., how much do these spices cost?"

Mr. Yu, who was in charge of the incense making class, frowned slightly when he heard the words, but still reached out and took the paper package that Zhen Tingyun handed over.

Mr. Yu is a master of incense in the world. Many times, you can distinguish many spices just by smelling them. That's why she sniffed the incense at this time, and the expression on her face changed involuntarily. Paper package of spices.

Basic spices such as borneol, succinyl, and rest, she just glanced at them to understand.

In the end, her eyes fell on the last few pieces of spice, and her always calm and elegant face was broken like ice, showing an uncontrollable shock.

"It turned out to be agarwood incense!" Mr. Yu couldn't help but use the utensils, carefully picked up the piece of spice, looked at it carefully, and sighed to himself, "Agarwood can be divided into three types, the top one sinks immediately when it enters the water, and it is called 'Agarwood incense'. The second half floats in the water, called 'Zhanxiang'; the last floats on the water, called 'Yellow Cooked Fragrance', your sinking water fragrance is really top grade!"

Immediately, she carefully picked up another piece of incense and tasted it deeply. She was surprised and delighted, but she was still a little dazed and unbelievable: "It really is Bai Qinan! As long as you smell this fragrance, you will never forget it in this life. ."

For a while, Mr. Yu seemed to have forgotten the two students in front of him. He just lowered his head and quietly savoured the fragrance.

Zhen Tingyun had to remind her: "Sir, this Bai Qinan is..."

Mr. Yu returned to his senses when he heard the sound, and then explained to the female students in front of him: "It is said that there was a huge greedy man who had his house raided in the previous dynasty, and people took five thousand catties of agarwood and three pieces of qinan from his house. At that time, the colossus was powerful and powerful, and he was rich enough to rival the country, but he only had three pieces of Qi Nan in his hand! This shows that Qi Nan is rare and rare."

"The texture of qinan is softer than agarwood, it can disperse the fragrance without burning, its fragrance is pure and lasting, and it is rare. The most strange thing is that when you put it in the incense burner, you will find that its top incense, The main incense and the end incense are also different - every time I see this incense, every time I taste its fragrance, I feel the magic of nature. You have to remember that this is the real thing that can be met but cannot be asked for. The priceless fragrance." Mr. Yu said slowly, his voice soft and calm, "It is because of this that someone would say, 'Three generations of accumulated virtues can smell the fragrance of Nannan; eight people who have accumulated good fortune can taste the fragrance of Nannan'."

"And Qinan is divided into Bai Qinan, Yingge green, orchid knot, gold knot, iron knot, etc. Your piece is the first-class Bai Qinan, the most precious." After speaking, Mr. Yu picked up another piece with a dark green cut surface. The incense, solemnly introduced to them, "This is Yingge Green."

Zhen Tingyun had never heard of these, so naturally he listened carefully at this time and was quite interested.

On the contrary, Qian Manyue, she had roughly guessed the value of Zhen Tingyun's spices at this time, her mind was blank, and she was drenched in cold sweat and could barely stand.

In fact, even Mr. Yu, she was not in a calm mood at the moment.

You know, Mr. Yu has been making incense for half her life, and she has a lot of knowledge. At this time, she has to wonder if all the blessings she has accumulated in this life are used today? What kind of virtue and talent is she? Today, she can see so many rare and rare fragrant treasures in one place.

It's almost like a dream.

Immediately, Mr. Yu saw the last piece of white incense, took a sniff, looked at Zhen Tingyun in disbelief, and asked, "Is it really ambergris?"

Zhen Tingyun was a little unclear.

Mr. Yu was both surprised and suspicious: Ambergris was also divided into upper, middle and lower grades, upper white brown, medium brown, and lower gray black. In front of me is the first-class ambergris, its color is almost white. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that ambergris is a royal incense, which is specially used by the royal family. Such a fine piece of white ambergris is rare even in the royal family, so how could it fall into the hands of a young girl like Zhen Tingyun?

Thinking of this, Mr. Yu's eyes on Zhen Tingyun were even more complicated, and his thoughts were chaotic: these precious and rare spices should have been treasured, why did they end up in the hands of this little girl who only learned fragrance? Isn't the teacher who gave the incense not afraid that Zhen Tingyun, a beginner, doesn't know incense, doesn't know the importance, and messes up?

and many more! Ruin? !

Mr. Yu suddenly remembered what Zhen Tingyun said at the beginning - "This is the spice prepared for me by the teacher at home. Most of it was damaged yesterday..."

quilt! people! damage! Bad! ! Big! Half!

Mr. Yu only felt a dizziness in his head, and the second half of Zhen Tingyun's words echoed repeatedly.

As long as he thinks that most of these indescribably precious spices have been damaged by others, Mr. Yu is heartbroken, and the blackness in front of him almost makes him faint.

Tiger Si came out of the chasm, and the turtle jade was destroyed in the chasm, who can not feel heartache?

The author has something to say: Mr. Yu: Heartache, Kombat 120

Zhen Tingyun:  …

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Qian Manyue: Wait, I think I need first aid too!