Chapter 195
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 195
Princess Gao Yang stretched lazily on the embroidered couch, put the "Sou Shen Ji" half-read at her feet, supported her slender waist with one hand, and pushed out the window to look out.
The weather has warmed up in the past few days, but the accumulated snow has not completely melted. It was cold in the morning, and the roof ridges, treetops, and white ground were covered with a layer of frost, and the light from the window lattice covered with gauze paper was much brighter than usual. , there is a kind of crystal clear light in the house.
Feeling inexplicably relieved.
But in the blink of an eye, I saw the pair of rice paper on the desk by the couch, and I couldn't help sighing.
Princess Gao Yang stood up Yingying, walked over and looked down at the rice paper, her slender white fingers gently sketched along the dripping ink.
On the paper were neat and beautiful hairpins in small letters, which were her handwriting, and recorded Fang Jun's two poems yesterday.
Royal women have been reading books since childhood and have been taught by famous teachers. Although they may not be erudite and talented, they at least have a good hand in writing. Princess Gaoyang only loves Madam Wei with her hairpin in small script, and her writing is very charming.
"The ice of the broken jade pot, the moon of the rotten Yaotai, are as graceful as a tree, and Mu Ruo is a breeze."
Elegant and graceful, clear and smart, elegant and graceful, smooth and clean.The pen is broken and the meaning is connected, the pen is short and the meaning is long, and the rhythm of the hairpin flower is the best.
Even the great calligraphers of the world, Chu Suiliang and Yu Shinan, praised them more than once.
Words are good words, words are good words, but unfortunately...
"Ugh……"
Thinking of the result of last night's "inspection", Princess Gao Yang sighed, very distressed.
That guy is so normal, so normal that people's faces are red...
If you want to escape the marriage with Fang Jun in this way, I'm afraid it won't work.
"His Royal Highness!" When Xiuyu, the maid in red, came in with hot tea and shortbread, she happened to see Her Royal Highness's forehead resting on the window lattice next to her, enjoying the scenery outside.
"You opened the window again, there is a north wind today, so be careful you catch the cold." Saying that, Xiuyu put the tea tray on the small table, "Today is a shortbread with plum filling, you can try it. "
Princess Gao Yang hummed, straightened up, closed the window, and shut the cold air and the scenery outside.Sitting at the table, he took a sip of the hot tea handed by Xiuyu.
A mellow black tea with cardamom chives, and a dash of bee—it's her favorite.
Princess Gao Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a contented expression.
As for the so-called fried tea that a certain black-faced god tinkered with, Her Royal Highness is thankful and insensitive, and it doesn't mean that it's not good to drink. It's just that when I think of my relationship with that nasty ghost, I naturally feel bad.
Xiuyu watched, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she turned to clean up the messy bookcase.
Seeing the two poems copied by the beautiful hairpin flowers on the rice paper, Xiuyu watched it for a while, and then she naturally thought of the one she and her friend Xiuxiang had done last night under the instigation of Her Royal Highness, which made people blush and blush shy thing...
The tips of her white ears turned red.
Princess Gao Yang glanced at her, snorted, put down the teacup, squeezed a small shortbread with her fingertips and put it into the cherry mouth, took a light bite, and said, "Look at your success! You know me about that. Zhi and Xiuxiang know, that guy sleeps like a dead pig, and he doesn’t know, what’s there to be shy about?”
"Eh?"
Xiuyu was confused by the logic of her Highness. She should be shy because she was ashamed to talk about it. Does it have something to do with Fang Jun?If he said yes, then if he knew it, he would be too embarrassed to live...
Princess Gao Yang held a warm teacup and asked casually, "What is Xiuxiang doing?"
Xiuyu put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones that were randomly placed on the bookcase in their original positions, and replied, "Sister Xiuxiang is changing clothes and getting up in the waiting room Erlang." She was ingenious and cleaned up the messy bookcase in no time.
But I don't know why, the house is tidy, but my heart is a little messy, and I always inadvertently look at the guest room in the west side of the courtyard...
*********
When Fang Jun woke up, the after-effects of the hangover were very serious.
Looking around, it wasn't my own home, it seemed that Li Ke was staying overnight yesterday.
He rubbed his aching head, turned his head, and saw a charming figure walking in from the door, walking lightly, with a green ru skirt tightly wrapping his graceful and slender waist, holding a large porcelain bowl in his hand.
"Jiro is awake?"
The maid in the green skirt, Xiuxiang, smiled sweetly, and her delicate face had a touch of baby fat, which looked playful and lively.
Just when he put the porcelain bowl on the table beside the couch, he raised his head just to meet Fang Jun's gaze, his face seemed to be on fire, two blushing quickly rose, and he hurriedly avoided Fang Jun's gaze. Eyes, heart pounding.
After all, I had done such an indecent thing last night. Although Her Royal Highness's decree could not be violated, I was still ashamed.
Fang Jun was ignorant, but felt that this beautiful little maid was too shy, did she never meet a man before?
"What's in this bowl?"
There is a thick soup in the porcelain bowl, exuding heat, and there is a faint sour smell in the air, which is unexpectedly good.
"This is the hangover soup that the slaves just boiled, mashed juice, orange petals, Gexian rice, green plum, hawthorn cake, glutinous rice flour, Sydney... There are many kinds of ingredients, boiled for nearly an hour, the headache after a hangover Fatigue is very effective, this is the secret recipe in the palace!"
Xiuxiang is familiar with her family, and she recounts the similar skills she is best at, completely forgetting how embarrassing and shy she was just now.
Fang Jun looked at her chattering, a little funny, and couldn't help thinking of his own sister...
Then he said: "So powerful? Then I have to try it!"
Saying that, he picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip.
Xiuxiang suddenly looked at Fang Jun nervously, lest it would not suit his taste.
Seeing this, Fang Jun pursed his heart, pursed his lips deliberately, and sighed.
Sure enough, Xiuxiang's small face collapsed immediately, she bit her lip, and said disappointedly, "Is it bad? Just listen to Xiuyu and put less icing sugar..."
Then Fang Juncai sighed and said helplessly: "I mean... such a delicious and effective sober soup, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it when I get drunk in the future, why don't you go to the city to open a shop, specializing in How about selling this hangover soup? Fang guarantees that the girl's craftsmanship will definitely bring a lot of business and a lot of money!"
"Really?"
Xiuxiang was overjoyed, and then realized that Fang Jun was teasing her, she pouted and hummed twice: "Your Highness is right, Fang Erlang is broken..."
Fang Jun really liked this little maid's innocence and cuteness, and he didn't care when he heard the words, thinking that "His Royal Highness" in her mouth was referring to Li Ke.
How could he imagine that Princess Gao Yang's maid would serve him?
A new set of clothes was placed beside the couch, and Xiuxiang explained, "Your clothes were stained with alcohol yesterday. Your Highness specially prepared a new set of clothes for you. The servant will wait for you to change?"
Fang Jun nodded and sat up.
It was only when I realized that I was clueless under the quilt, which was embarrassing...
On the contrary, although Xiuxiang was shy, she didn't have much reaction. After all, at the latest, she could see the most secret parts of his body clearly, and even played with it for a long time...
After putting on his clothes, Fang Jun felt that there was a faint and resentful fragrance coming from the new shirt, and it smelled soothing.
Seeing his expression, Xiuxiang, who was tying her belt for her, bowed and smiled lightly: "Your clothes are all infused with wet and dry incense, especially the formula for this incense was prepared by His Highness himself. Woolen cloth!".
"Incense?" Fang Jun was a little speechless. One day he would like to follow the customs of the countryside and live a playful life of "applying powder and incense"?
While waiting for the dressing, Xiuxiang said eloquently: "Apart from Your Highness, only slaves know this recipe! Dry incense is made of one or two of each of huoxiang, tonka, and sweet rosin, plus two or two of cloves, and pounded into tiny particles. The silk bag is put into the trunk and smoked; as for the wet incense used in the sachet built into the young master's shirt, he uses eight kinds of agarwood, white sandalwood, clove, musk, styrax, a incense, smoked incense, and sweet rosin, mixed with honey and After that, he buried it in a bottle for [-] days, took out the combined pill and put it in the sachet inside his clothes. His Highness said that day when the two kinds of dry and wet incense are used together, the clothes that come out are cold incense, not only the fragrance is very light but long, Especially against insects and ants.”
Listening to Xiuxiang's tongue moving, she couldn't help spit out the names of the dozen or so incense, and Fang Jun was impressed: "You really have a good memory!"
But I muttered in my heart, isn't that Li Ke going to change?A big man, it doesn't matter if you smoke a little incense, but how can you study the formula of incense so painstakingly?
After cleaning up, Fang Jun said, "You are not going to say goodbye to your Highness. There are still matters at home that need to be dealt with urgently, so I will say goodbye."
After all, leave in a hurry.
Xiuxiang tilted her head and looked at his back, as if remembering the shameful incident last night, her face flushed again, she bit her lip, and turned to go to Her Royal Highness's room.
This guy is really kind...
(End of this chapter)
Princess Gao Yang stretched lazily on the embroidered couch, put the "Sou Shen Ji" half-read at her feet, supported her slender waist with one hand, and pushed out the window to look out.
The weather has warmed up in the past few days, but the accumulated snow has not completely melted. It was cold in the morning, and the roof ridges, treetops, and white ground were covered with a layer of frost, and the light from the window lattice covered with gauze paper was much brighter than usual. , there is a kind of crystal clear light in the house.
Feeling inexplicably relieved.
But in the blink of an eye, I saw the pair of rice paper on the desk by the couch, and I couldn't help sighing.
Princess Gao Yang stood up Yingying, walked over and looked down at the rice paper, her slender white fingers gently sketched along the dripping ink.
On the paper were neat and beautiful hairpins in small letters, which were her handwriting, and recorded Fang Jun's two poems yesterday.
Royal women have been reading books since childhood and have been taught by famous teachers. Although they may not be erudite and talented, they at least have a good hand in writing. Princess Gaoyang only loves Madam Wei with her hairpin in small script, and her writing is very charming.
"The ice of the broken jade pot, the moon of the rotten Yaotai, are as graceful as a tree, and Mu Ruo is a breeze."
Elegant and graceful, clear and smart, elegant and graceful, smooth and clean.The pen is broken and the meaning is connected, the pen is short and the meaning is long, and the rhythm of the hairpin flower is the best.
Even the great calligraphers of the world, Chu Suiliang and Yu Shinan, praised them more than once.
Words are good words, words are good words, but unfortunately...
"Ugh……"
Thinking of the result of last night's "inspection", Princess Gao Yang sighed, very distressed.
That guy is so normal, so normal that people's faces are red...
If you want to escape the marriage with Fang Jun in this way, I'm afraid it won't work.
"His Royal Highness!" When Xiuyu, the maid in red, came in with hot tea and shortbread, she happened to see Her Royal Highness's forehead resting on the window lattice next to her, enjoying the scenery outside.
"You opened the window again, there is a north wind today, so be careful you catch the cold." Saying that, Xiuyu put the tea tray on the small table, "Today is a shortbread with plum filling, you can try it. "
Princess Gao Yang hummed, straightened up, closed the window, and shut the cold air and the scenery outside.Sitting at the table, he took a sip of the hot tea handed by Xiuyu.
A mellow black tea with cardamom chives, and a dash of bee—it's her favorite.
Princess Gao Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a contented expression.
As for the so-called fried tea that a certain black-faced god tinkered with, Her Royal Highness is thankful and insensitive, and it doesn't mean that it's not good to drink. It's just that when I think of my relationship with that nasty ghost, I naturally feel bad.
Xiuyu watched, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she turned to clean up the messy bookcase.
Seeing the two poems copied by the beautiful hairpin flowers on the rice paper, Xiuyu watched it for a while, and then she naturally thought of the one she and her friend Xiuxiang had done last night under the instigation of Her Royal Highness, which made people blush and blush shy thing...
The tips of her white ears turned red.
Princess Gao Yang glanced at her, snorted, put down the teacup, squeezed a small shortbread with her fingertips and put it into the cherry mouth, took a light bite, and said, "Look at your success! You know me about that. Zhi and Xiuxiang know, that guy sleeps like a dead pig, and he doesn’t know, what’s there to be shy about?”
"Eh?"
Xiuyu was confused by the logic of her Highness. She should be shy because she was ashamed to talk about it. Does it have something to do with Fang Jun?If he said yes, then if he knew it, he would be too embarrassed to live...
Princess Gao Yang held a warm teacup and asked casually, "What is Xiuxiang doing?"
Xiuyu put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones that were randomly placed on the bookcase in their original positions, and replied, "Sister Xiuxiang is changing clothes and getting up in the waiting room Erlang." She was ingenious and cleaned up the messy bookcase in no time.
But I don't know why, the house is tidy, but my heart is a little messy, and I always inadvertently look at the guest room in the west side of the courtyard...
*********
When Fang Jun woke up, the after-effects of the hangover were very serious.
Looking around, it wasn't my own home, it seemed that Li Ke was staying overnight yesterday.
He rubbed his aching head, turned his head, and saw a charming figure walking in from the door, walking lightly, with a green ru skirt tightly wrapping his graceful and slender waist, holding a large porcelain bowl in his hand.
"Jiro is awake?"
The maid in the green skirt, Xiuxiang, smiled sweetly, and her delicate face had a touch of baby fat, which looked playful and lively.
Just when he put the porcelain bowl on the table beside the couch, he raised his head just to meet Fang Jun's gaze, his face seemed to be on fire, two blushing quickly rose, and he hurriedly avoided Fang Jun's gaze. Eyes, heart pounding.
After all, I had done such an indecent thing last night. Although Her Royal Highness's decree could not be violated, I was still ashamed.
Fang Jun was ignorant, but felt that this beautiful little maid was too shy, did she never meet a man before?
"What's in this bowl?"
There is a thick soup in the porcelain bowl, exuding heat, and there is a faint sour smell in the air, which is unexpectedly good.
"This is the hangover soup that the slaves just boiled, mashed juice, orange petals, Gexian rice, green plum, hawthorn cake, glutinous rice flour, Sydney... There are many kinds of ingredients, boiled for nearly an hour, the headache after a hangover Fatigue is very effective, this is the secret recipe in the palace!"
Xiuxiang is familiar with her family, and she recounts the similar skills she is best at, completely forgetting how embarrassing and shy she was just now.
Fang Jun looked at her chattering, a little funny, and couldn't help thinking of his own sister...
Then he said: "So powerful? Then I have to try it!"
Saying that, he picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip.
Xiuxiang suddenly looked at Fang Jun nervously, lest it would not suit his taste.
Seeing this, Fang Jun pursed his heart, pursed his lips deliberately, and sighed.
Sure enough, Xiuxiang's small face collapsed immediately, she bit her lip, and said disappointedly, "Is it bad? Just listen to Xiuyu and put less icing sugar..."
Then Fang Juncai sighed and said helplessly: "I mean... such a delicious and effective sober soup, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it when I get drunk in the future, why don't you go to the city to open a shop, specializing in How about selling this hangover soup? Fang guarantees that the girl's craftsmanship will definitely bring a lot of business and a lot of money!"
"Really?"
Xiuxiang was overjoyed, and then realized that Fang Jun was teasing her, she pouted and hummed twice: "Your Highness is right, Fang Erlang is broken..."
Fang Jun really liked this little maid's innocence and cuteness, and he didn't care when he heard the words, thinking that "His Royal Highness" in her mouth was referring to Li Ke.
How could he imagine that Princess Gao Yang's maid would serve him?
A new set of clothes was placed beside the couch, and Xiuxiang explained, "Your clothes were stained with alcohol yesterday. Your Highness specially prepared a new set of clothes for you. The servant will wait for you to change?"
Fang Jun nodded and sat up.
It was only when I realized that I was clueless under the quilt, which was embarrassing...
On the contrary, although Xiuxiang was shy, she didn't have much reaction. After all, at the latest, she could see the most secret parts of his body clearly, and even played with it for a long time...
After putting on his clothes, Fang Jun felt that there was a faint and resentful fragrance coming from the new shirt, and it smelled soothing.
Seeing his expression, Xiuxiang, who was tying her belt for her, bowed and smiled lightly: "Your clothes are all infused with wet and dry incense, especially the formula for this incense was prepared by His Highness himself. Woolen cloth!".
"Incense?" Fang Jun was a little speechless. One day he would like to follow the customs of the countryside and live a playful life of "applying powder and incense"?
While waiting for the dressing, Xiuxiang said eloquently: "Apart from Your Highness, only slaves know this recipe! Dry incense is made of one or two of each of huoxiang, tonka, and sweet rosin, plus two or two of cloves, and pounded into tiny particles. The silk bag is put into the trunk and smoked; as for the wet incense used in the sachet built into the young master's shirt, he uses eight kinds of agarwood, white sandalwood, clove, musk, styrax, a incense, smoked incense, and sweet rosin, mixed with honey and After that, he buried it in a bottle for [-] days, took out the combined pill and put it in the sachet inside his clothes. His Highness said that day when the two kinds of dry and wet incense are used together, the clothes that come out are cold incense, not only the fragrance is very light but long, Especially against insects and ants.”
Listening to Xiuxiang's tongue moving, she couldn't help spit out the names of the dozen or so incense, and Fang Jun was impressed: "You really have a good memory!"
But I muttered in my heart, isn't that Li Ke going to change?A big man, it doesn't matter if you smoke a little incense, but how can you study the formula of incense so painstakingly?
After cleaning up, Fang Jun said, "You are not going to say goodbye to your Highness. There are still matters at home that need to be dealt with urgently, so I will say goodbye."
After all, leave in a hurry.
Xiuxiang tilted her head and looked at his back, as if remembering the shameful incident last night, her face flushed again, she bit her lip, and turned to go to Her Royal Highness's room.
This guy is really kind...
(End of this chapter)
