Chapter 87 Daily life in women's school

In his heart, he was amazed at the amazing attitude of the eldest princess Huiguo. Zhen Tingyun asked subconsciously, "Well, it's only been a few days off, why did you get married?"

As Du Qingqing said, most of the female students in women's schools do not get married very early - after all, those who can be admitted to women's schools are generally not from low backgrounds, unless they are married or their family has long been optimistic. , Generally, they want to keep their daughters at home for a few more years, and slowly pick a good marriage; as for those female students from poor families, they definitely hope to change their fate through study, and they will not easily get married.

Even if Zhen Tingyun had already decided to marry, he asked himself: Most of the reasons for her and Fu Changxi's marriage to be finalized so quickly were because Empress Zheng brought up the marriage at the palace banquet that day, and it also involved the Beiman envoys, so she had to Set this up in advance.

But Yang Qionghua and Rong Ziming...

I'm sorry, Zhen Tingyun only remembered that the two met once during the Qixi Festival. Later, Yang Qionghua seemed to have mentioned that her father, General Yang, wanted to beat up when he found out that Rong Ziming had given her something... So, what happened to these two people? What's the matter, why did you suddenly decide to get married?

Zhen Tingyun really regarded Yang Qionghua as a friend, and naturally he was even more worried.

Mentioning this, Yang Qionghua sighed again. She held her cheek with one hand and drew a circle on the case with the other, and explained to Zhen Tingyun in a low voice, "It's also my unlucky! Last time, my father dug out the bottles and jars that Rong Ziming sent from my room. I went to Duke Rong's mansion to find Rong Ziming to settle the account. I heard that Duke Rong was also very angry, and even personally raised the whip to beat Rong Ziming. But Princess Huiguo didn't know what to think, but she was just thinking about it. Bringing Rong Ziming to my house to propose marriage. The eldest princess Huiguo has a noble status and a very sincere attitude. She said that Rong Ziming's reckless actions ruined my reputation. !"

When it comes to the words "man's responsibility", Yang Qionghua is simply gnashing his teeth.

Zhen Tingyun guessed that General Yang would value this very much.

really!

Yang Qionghua continued: "My father also thought it was reasonable. After thinking about it, he made a few requirements. One is to stay with me for a few more years, at least until women graduate before they can get married; There can be no concubines and concubines around, and only thirty children can take concubines."

Zhen Tingyun: "...Your father's requirements are quite strict." She was actually curious whether General Yang did it himself?

The previous one is that Rong Ziming should wait for two years. You must know that Rong Ziming is seventeen now, and will be twenty in two years. Although he is not comparable to his uncle who is an older bachelor, he is already among the sons and daughters of public officials. It's old age. As for the latter one, it's a real embarrassment - Rong Ziming is famous for being a beauty lover.

Yang Qionghua sighed: "Actually, my father doesn't particularly like Rong Ziming, he thinks his weak chicken appearance is really useless, but it is in the way of me and him, and the face of the eldest princess Huiguo is not good to retreat. , that's why I deliberately picked up two people who asked for embarrassment. As a result..."

"In the end, Princess Huiguo agreed?" Zhen Tingyun asked curiously.

Yang Qionghua: "The eldest Princess Huiguo said she wanted to go back and think about it again. Our family also regarded it as a thing of the past - after all, this kind of 'reconsider' rhetoric is usually a polite rejection for the sake of each other's face. …”

"Can't you just finish speaking in one breath?" Zhen Tingyun felt bored after listening to her story.

Yang Qionghua glanced at her and hummed: "As a result, on the second day after the palace banquet, she went to your house to propose marriage for the Prince Regent, and on the third day, she came to my house to propose marriage to Rong Ziming."

Zhen Tingyun: "..." She didn't even know that Princess Huiguo's schedule was so rushed.

Yang Qionghua said quietly: "I heard the eldest princess of Huiguo say that she has always been very worried about Rong Ziming's temperament, and she was afraid that he would be like a regent and shouted that 'no marriage and no heir' or something, so she has been rushing He is concerned about his marriage. Originally, she felt that the conditions of my family were harsh, but after the matter between you and the regent, she felt that fate was rare, and Rong Ziming really needed a strong Yue family, at least it could make him reassure. , and take good care of him. Therefore, the eldest princess Huiguo agreed to my father's two conditions. My father was very moved and did not shirk. He immediately agreed to the marriage. My mother and I both agreed. Did not stop!"

Zhen Tingyun laughed dryly and comforted the other party: "Actually, it's not that there is no benefit at all. Since the eldest princess Huiguo can agree to these two conditions, it can be seen that you will not suffer in the future."

Yang Qionghua said sullenly: "But that guy Rong Ziming, if he can't succeed in writing, he is just a dude! He is so cowardly, even I can't beat him!" Although she is not a standard general's daughter, she is also very eager to find someone For a strong man, either Wu Neng is comparable to her father, General Yang, or Wen Neng is comparable to Pei Rusong... As a result, Rong Ziming is no match for either!

Zhen Tingyun had no choice but to comfort her: "Didn't you all exchange things with him? It can be seen that you have something to say, so you don't have to dislike it like this, right?"

Yang Qionghua put his hands on his cheeks to look at Zhen Tingyun.

Zhen Tingyun was inexplicable.

Yang Qionghua said angrily: "It's still your fault!"

Zhen Tingyun felt that he was about to die unjustly: "What does this have to do with me?"

Yang Qionghua's dark eyes rolled, and his eyes were full of accusations: "If it wasn't for you and the Prince Regent who happened to be setting up river lanterns that day, walking around hand in hand, how could the two of us meet? If it wasn't for the Regent Wang's threat, how could the two of us secretly quarrel?"

Yang Qionghua wouldn't have said this before - after all, Zhen Tingyun doesn't seem to know the identity of the regent, and complaining will lead to more problems. But now that the marriage between Zhen Tingyun and the Prince Regent has been decided, Yang Qionghua feels that he has done a good job of keeping secrets, so he can naturally speak.

As a result, when Yang Qionghua spoke, Zhen Tingyun glared at her and couldn't believe it: "You, did you already know his identity?"

Yang Qionghua raised his eyelashes, looked at the sky quietly, and stopped his voice a little guilty.

Zhen Tingyun just wanted to get up and pinch her: "Why are you doing this! You already know it and still don't tell me!"

"At that time, don't you always tell me how good your husband is? I don't think the Prince Regent has any ill will towards you." Yang Qionghua whispered again, "You don't know how scary he is. ——Rong Ziming said, if I talk about it, the regent may sink me into the lake."

Zhen Tingyun was stunned: "You are a well-informed and well-informed talented girl, do you believe Shen Hu's words?"

Yang Qionghua eloquently said: "There is no wind and no waves, Rong Ziming can't frame his own uncle, right? Why don't you believe it?!"

Although Zhen Tingyun really wanted to defend Fu Changxi, but after thinking about Fu Changxi's personality, he wasn't quite sure, so he could only stubbornly say, "It's impossible to hear it!"

Yang Qionghua hummed: "Anyway, I lied to you once, and if you cheated me once, it would be even."

Zhen Tingyun glanced at her and blinked: "Where is this even?!"

Yang Qionghua vigilantly picked up the scroll in his hand, preventing Zhen Tingyun from doing it: "...what else do you want?"

Zhen Tingyun raised his chin slightly, and said slowly: "Just, let's call 'Auntie' first?"

Yang Qionghua was both angry and funny, so he jumped up to pinch Zhen Tingyun's face, the two immediately got into a fight, and laughed out a hahaha, and a lot of depression was gone in a while.

However, the two of them laughed, which attracted the attention of Mr. Yushe on the school ground, and immediately raised his voice, "Keep quiet during class time. You can come up from that group over there now."

Zhen Tingyun: "..."

Yang Qionghua: "..."

Although the Mid-autumn Festival has passed, but at this time when August and September meet, there is still a bit of heat, which is the so-called autumn tiger. Mr. Yushe was also worried that these girls had been exposed to the heat for too long on the school grounds, so he divided the female students into several groups. Not only could they be assessed in groups, but occasionally they could also compete with each other during class assessments. .

The group of Zhen Tingyun and Yang Qionghua hadn't had their turn yet, so they were resting in the shed next to them, so they could talk more easily. However, Zhen Tingyun and Yang Qionghua obviously took it too easy, and made Mr. Yushe unhappy, so they simply slipped their entire group out.

All of a sudden, not only did Zhen Tingyun and Yang Qionghua get out of the shed to bask in the sun, but even their entire group had to come out. Because of this, Zhen Tingyun deeply felt that the eyes that fell on his back seemed to have thorns - just sticking on people like that, it hurts.

As a result, Zhen Tingyun also learned to behave, and in the next riding and archery class, she completely shut up, very quiet and very safe.

On the other hand, it was Yang Qionghua. She was very calm. She didn't look like someone who just got engaged or who had hurt someone. She even said to Zhen Tingyun, "It's mediocre not to be envied by others. If they want to see you, let them take care of you..."

After a pause, she added very seriously: "Anyway, I'm so good, it's a pity not to let people see more."

If it wasn't for the troubles and the criticism from Mr. Cavalry, Zhen Tingyun really wanted to pinch Yang Qionghua's astonishingly thick skin again.

It was hard to make it to the end of get out of class. After class was over, she and Yang Qionghua went to the incense-making class again. Mr. Yu came early today, and when he saw Zhen Tingyun sitting below, he joked, "I finally know that the piece of ambergris you used before. Where did it come from?"

Zhen Tingyun's face was slightly hot, and he quickly changed the subject: "The Qingxin cake that Mr. said earlier, I learned to make a fragrant cake, I wonder if you want to try it?"

"Wait first." Mr. Yu didn't refuse, but said, "There are a few other people who have also made biscuits. I will take out your biscuits in class and compare them one by one. In this way, we can also see each other. gaps and where to pay attention and improve.”

Seeing that Zhen Tingyun was listening carefully, Mr. Yu couldn't help but say a lot: "Many times, the subtle changes in the amount of spices are placed on the incense cake, and the final taste will be different. This is exactly the kind of incense making. The fun of the class - I'm sure, even if you guys get the usual incense recipes, the final incense cake ratio is not the same."

While speaking, the bell to remind the class rang, and many female students who were late began to enter the classroom one after another, and Zhen Tingyun also began to organize the books on his desk.

When all the female students had arrived, he stood up and bowed to Mr. Yu, who was at the head.

Mr. Yu and them nodded slightly, let them sit down with a smile, and said: "I have a few pieces of Qingxin cake here, all made by a few female students according to the fragrance I said last time. Exactly, this time In class, we can taste the flavors of these cakes together. Use what you have learned to tell the difference, are the aromas of these Qingxin cakes different? If they are different, what is the difference? different?

When everyone heard the words, they did not dare to be careless, and quickly nodded in response.

I saw Mr. Yu standing on the stage, taking out the incense burner in front of everyone, first placing the incense burner in front of the desk, and then using the utensil to hold the first piece of incense cake and gently throwing it into the incense burner.

The room was silent, and the incense mist curled up from the furnace.

Before this, they have been distinguishing spices, this class can be regarded as their first incense class. Therefore, many female students were unspeakably nervous, and subconsciously probed forward, trying to smell the fragrance.

Zhen Tingyun also held his breath, closed his eyes, and sniffed carefully.

Her foundation in making incense is a little weak, so she can't taste the good or bad of them immediately, but what is certain is that this incense cake is not the pure heart cake she made.

The taste of this Qingxin cake is indeed different from the one made by Zhen Tingyun.

The ingredients used for Qingxin Cake, Mr. Yu has already mentioned in the last class, mainly: agarwood, asarum, Shu pepper, white peony root, dipterocarp, saffron, white striata, cinnamon, etc.

Zhen Tingyun smelled that the asarum, Shu pepper and cinnamon in the spice seemed to be a little heavy. Although he didn't feel it at first, if the aroma was like the nose, the spicy taste would come up all at once. Although this is indeed in line with the concept of pure heart, it does not smell very good.

Mr. Yu calmly sipped the incense burner, and occasionally looked down at the female students present, especially the looks of the female students she valued more. When the fragrance filled the inner room, Mr. Yu estimated that the female students present should have tasted the same, so he asked, "What do you think of this fragrance?"

One person responded: "Spicy and pungent, it can clear the heart. It is worthy of the name Qingxin Cake."

Immediately, someone else said, "But the fragrance doesn't smell good. Like medicine, it's more like incense!"

When the words fell, another person began to refute: "Mr. Yu also said earlier that this Qingxin cake is 'walking around with spices, refreshing the brain and clearing the heart, and once entering the pill powder soup', it can be seen that it is a kind of pill powder. It's just a little bit of improvement..."

"You also said that it has been improved a little! Since it is a fragrant cake, what's the use if it doesn't smell good? Mr. Yu also said that this is the incense used to make tea in the morning. , I'm afraid I can't even drink tea."

"If it's not pungent, how can you refresh your mind and clear your mind?"

There is a saying that "the truth is not clear," and occasionally there will be female students arguing and arguing in the female students' class.

Mr. Yu watched them arguing with a smile, and then went to open the window again, so that the aroma in the room was dispersed, the breeze entered the room, and the fierce arguing of the people also softened.

Just now Mr. Yu said, "This piece of incense is indeed more like medicine than incense, so let's try the next piece."

Because Mr. Yu had opened the window for ventilation before, after the fragrance in the room dissipated, she carefully put another piece of cake into the incense burner.

Fragrant mist curled up, and for a while, the room was filled with a sweet fragrance.

Mr. Yu raised his eyebrows and waited for a while before asking, "So, what do you think of this piece of fragrant cake?"

Zhen Tingyun felt that the fragrant cake this time was sweeter and warmer than the previous one. It was obviously made with a lot of agarwood, and the ingredients were good, like flowers and fruits. There are very few, but it becomes the foil of agarwood, showing the mellow and sweet aroma of agarwood more and more.

I have to say that this fragrance is actually very good, like the elegant fragrance in many girls' boudoirs, sweet and gentle, and it seems to have no deep meaning. It can be used to smoke clothes, it can be used to smoke hair, and it can even be equipped with sachets.

But this fragrant cake has a very obvious certainty-

It cannot be used to cleanse the mind!

Zhen Tingyun frowned slightly, remembering what Mr. Yu said before the class, and already had some thoughts in his heart: This incense is really wonderful, and the ratio of spices is indeed a big problem - even if you use the same incense recipe, everyone's taste is different. The preference for hobbies also makes the fragrant cakes they make slightly different.

The female students on the side also began to whisper, and they all felt that the aroma was actually not unpleasant, and it was called a good smell, but it was a little far from the concept of Qingxin cake.

Mr. Yu looked at the thoughtful appearance of everyone present, smiled slightly, and began to repeat the process of opening the window to ventilate the incense and then explain: "Actually, I can taste this classmate's incense from the incense. Attentive - She has obviously tried many times, and she has her own thinking. She knows that Qingxinxiang is a bit pungent, so she deliberately blends and mixes it and adds a good agarwood. After mixing, the aroma is moist and easy to enter the nose. Fragrant and fragrant,"

"Of course, this is a good thing. I hope that my students will never be imprisoned in perfumery, and have their own thoughts and ideas. But," said this, Mr. Yu looked solemn and serious, "but, it is not completely Do whatever you want...you must respect the meaning of the fragrance in the recipe, otherwise you will go the wrong way and lose the meaning of the fragrance."

"Okay, let's try a fragrant cake next."

While speaking, Mr. Yu put another piece of incense cake into the furnace, and then let the female students present start tasting the incense.

This time, Zhen Tingyun had already smelled the smell. This is the fragrant cake she made.

Compared with the first cake, this cake is not very pungent, but it is not as warm and sweet as the second cake. It's actually a bit bland and a little bit spicy when it sniffs into the nose, but that's about it.

Mr. Yu shook his head slightly and made a special comment: "Compared to the first two cakes, this cake actually disappointed me even more."

Zhen Tingyun sat upright subconsciously, ready to write down Mr. Yu's words.

I just heard Mr. Yu say slowly: "She was too careful, she didn't dare to put more agarwood, she didn't dare to put too much asarum, and the same goes for borneol... I can understand the incense maker's idea, she must have considered it too: It’s too spicy and it doesn’t smell good, it’s too sweet and it’s not pure, so I just use a little bit of everything and balance each other.”

"Some people will say, isn't the balance bad?" Mr. Yu said with a cold face, "I know it may be a bit early to say this, but medicine has a ruler, minister, assistant, and assistant, and spices also have ruler, minister, and assistant. , Assistant. The ruler, minister, assistant, and assistant each have their own positions. You can't put them in the wrong place for the so-called balance. You must make these spices fit in their respective positions. Only in this way can the spices show their fullness. The incense produced can be regarded as a good incense with spirituality.”

After speaking, Mr. Yu began to give examples for everyone: "For example, this pure heart cake is the fragrance of healing, you must know the reason and get the method, and then deduce the ingredients and proportions of the monarch, ministers, assistants and assistants. ."

"In this way, I'll give another example." Mr. Yu pondered for a while, and then continued, "For example, sandalwood, sandalwood is dry, and in years like the Jia character and Jiawu year, you will find that, Generally speaking, in the incense production of spice shops, sandalwood is used sparingly, and agarwood is used more..."

"And cloves, slices, etc. are all harmonious fragrances, and they are mostly used as supplements."

When everyone heard the words, they had a faint feeling, got up and saluted Mr. Yu: "Mr. Xie for teaching."

Mr. Yu was obviously satisfied with their attitude towards Xue Xue, nodded slightly, and then said: "I also made a piece of Qingxin cake, just in time to share with you."

Everyone couldn't help but be very excited. You must know that Mr. Yu is a master of incense and Taoism. The incense she made is worth a thousand dollars. Now it can be provided to all the students here.

Even Zhen Tingyun and Yang Qionghua were eager to try when they heard this.

Mr. Yu did not burn the incense immediately, but opened the window slowly to ventilate, and then put the last piece of incense cake into the furnace.

In fact, in this class, everyone tasted three incense burners before and after, each of which was different, and their noses were a little tired. Even if they were very excited to smell Mr. Yu's incense, they must still be overwhelmed.

Zhen Tingyun was also a little worried.

until she smelled the fragrance.

The fragrance was not as fragrant as imagined, on the contrary, it was a little faint. Before could react, there was a spicy meaning in nose. sniffed it carefully, and the fragrance seemed to be gradually clear.

Zhen Tingyun had learned to decipher incense before, and he already knew most of the spices. He had also made Qingxin cakes and knew the ingredients. But now, when he smelled this incense, he couldn't tell the spices in them—they matched so well. Perfectly blended together.

The body that was tired from the riding and archery class in the afternoon seemed to be much more relaxed, and the mind was very clear, and immediately understood: it turns out that this is the real fragrance of pure heart, and this is what Mr. , each has its place.

As the so-called "seeing the good and thinking together", Zhen Tingyun was also very excited at this time, and secretly said: at least he has to learn this fragrance first, maybe he can give Fu Changxi a piece in the future.