Chapter 12 Chapter 12 If the three of them gathered together...
When his four questions came crashing down on him, Jiang Wu was stunned. After a long while, he replied dryly, "Of course it's me and Juan'er."
"I just want to hang out."
"I'll definitely be back for dinner tonight."
Xie Ji, with the ruler in his hand twisted, nodded and said, "Just come back for dinner, but..." The man changed the subject, his voice as sharp as jade, "I won't restrict you from going out to play or who you go out with, but you must finish your homework before going out."
"Ah." Jiang Wu opened his mouth with his eyes wide open, and then his face suddenly became depressed and worried. "Then can't I write it after I get back?"
"You can write the calligraphy after you get back. A day's plan begins in the morning. Morning is the best time for the brain to remember things and is also the most suitable time for learning. It won't be too late to go out and play after you learn how to manage things from Madam Cui." What he meant was that there was no room for negotiation.
Jiang Wu immediately lay on the table and started to act like a rogue, secretly opening a slit of his eyes to look at him, "I just want to play all day, and I haven't been out in Chang'an for so long. It's so hot in the afternoon, how can it be cooler than in the morning."
The most important thing is that the times were agreed upon in the morning, noon and afternoon. If she had to go out at noon, there would definitely be two people with the same schedule, and then she would be finished.
"Are you staying up late at night to do your homework? Or do you want us to stay up all night to tutor you?" Although his words were not sarcastic, they were more hurtful than sarcasm.
Jiang Wu immediately drooped down like a defeated rooster, gritted his teeth, and resigned himself to his fate as he picked up the Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art beside him.
Forget it, at worst I can just finish writing early and go to bed early, and then arrange one at noon, one in the afternoon and one in the evening, and she won’t come back for dinner in the evening.
Fortunately, Aunt Cui taught her a little today, so she didn't feel as confused as reading a book.
"Maybe you can understand it?" Xie Ji walked to her side, and when he lowered his head, he inadvertently caught his eyes with the soft white mountains of his little wife undulating with her breathing. His ears turned red and he quickly looked away.
Maybe he should understand that his young wife is just young.
Because she was preparing to go to bed, Jiang Wu was dressed very lightly. Also, because she was called in a hurry, she only wore a lotus pink halter dress with a peach pink lotus embroidered loose shirt on the outside.
Now she is half lying on the table, like a peach blossom blooming on a branch, pink and white, as bright as spring.
Listening to his words, Jiang Wu gritted her teeth and wanted to say in a tough tone, "Who are you looking down on? I can understand it, of course," but she felt that the words on it looked different from the previous ones.
It seemed like it was because she was too sleepy.
Just as she was about to take a closer look at the book, a slender, white hand with distinct bony fingers snatched the book from her hand, turned it upside down, and handed it back to her. Finally, it concluded succinctly, "You're holding the book upside down."
“…” No wonder Jiang Wu, who felt like she was reading a divine book, blushed and decided to turn the tables. “You knew it and didn’t tell me. Are you deliberately trying to make fun of me?”
"Haven't you made enough jokes in the past?"
“…………”Tonight she must stab him with a figurine and curse him to be bald forever.
Xie Ji thought that she might not even know arithmetic, so he decided to teach her from the beginning. "If you still can't do mental arithmetic, try counting with your fingers first. One finger is one, and you have ten fingers on both hands."
Jiang Wu stretched out her hand and waved it twice in front of his eyes. "I only have ten fingers. What if the numbers I encounter are not enough?"
"Wait a moment." Soon, Xie Ji came back with a jade-carved counting tube in his hand, and then poured out the jade-carved counting chips from it.
"If you don't have enough fingers, use counting sticks."
Jiang Wu, who seemed to have discovered that he wasn't such a genius after all, asked with a hint of hidden surprise, "When you first started learning arithmetic, did you also use a small stick like this?"
"No, this was used to enlighten them."
Jiang Wu immediately thought of who these "they" were. Besides Chen Tingxue, who else would be worthy of him cherishing things about her?
Arithmetic is boring, tedious, and painful, a double torture that destroys both the soul and the body.
When Jiang Wu felt that her soul was about to run away from home, she suddenly heard heavenly music, and her cold body returned to warmth.
"Let's learn this for tonight and go to bed early when we get home."
"Okay, good night, my husband!" Jiang Wu, who couldn't stand staying here for a moment, turned around and walked out. Before she could take a successful step, she was stopped in her tracks by another sentence.
"Wait."
Jiang Wu, who was so terrified that she didn't even dare to breathe, thought he was going to make her study when a coat with a faint cedar scent was draped over her. A slightly cool hand held her fine hair and took it out from under the clothes. "Go back and go to bed early. Good night."
It turned out that she was not asked to study. Jiang Wu, who was covering her chest, suddenly felt that she was alive again.
After all, there is nothing more painful and desperate than asking her to study now.
The next day, before daybreak, Ji Xiao got up from the bed, and like a peacock with its tail spread out, he searched the wardrobe for clothes, tried on new clothes in front of the mirror, and combed his hair and put on yellow flowers.
This one is too flowery and looks frivolous.
This one is too plain, like something you're wearing to a funeral.
This one is too flashy. We're just going out for a meal. If she sees it, she'll definitely think I care about her a lot.
Finally, Ji Xiao chose a crimson dress with gold-woven cloud-patterned arrow sleeves, a belt around his waist, and black cloud boots. He looked in the mirror with a face that had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and raised an eyebrow. He did not look greasy at all, but rather looked high-spirited, frivolous and wanton.
Ji Xiao thought of the woman who loved him to the core. After receiving the news that he had invited her to his birthday party yesterday, she must have been so happy that she couldn't sleep all night and racked her brains to think of what gift to prepare for him.
But at that time, even if she gave him some cheap things like handmade sachets and handkerchiefs, he would still pretend to like them very much, so as to avoid that stupid woman crying.
Sure enough, he was still too soft-hearted.
Forget it. After she divorces Lord Xie, it’s not impossible for him to support her since she loves him so much.
Jiang Wu, who had long forgotten to prepare a gift, was eating breakfast and thinking about how to explain that he would not be coming back for dinner tonight when he heard him say, "Chef Liu has retired from the palace today. Since I have some friendship with him, he will come to the mansion tonight and cook me dinner before leaving."
"Chef Liu's best dishes include Braised Chicken, Eight Treasure Chicken, Bean Paste Chicken, Crystal Chicken, Baked Chicken with Sesame Oil, and your favorite, Oven-Roasted Chicken, among other dishes."
If it were any other chef, Jiang Wu would definitely think it was mediocre, but that was the food prepared by the imperial chef, she had to eat it!
The words that were about to slip out of my mouth, "I won't come back", turned into, "I will definitely come back soon."
Xie Ji glanced at her and said, "Even if you go out to play, you can't slack off on your studies."
"I know." Jiang Wu replied weakly, as if puncturing the paper of a lantern, which made Xie Ji laugh.
It’s not just about not letting her play all day, nor is it about forcing her to study all day.
After returning home yesterday, Nanny Cui thought that instead of teaching Madam to read the account books first, she would simply teach Madam arithmetic from the beginning, and she prepared abacus sticks for teaching.
Unexpectedly, the Madam already had it, and said with a smile: "I brought the counting chips over, but I didn't expect that the Madam was already prepared."
"This abacus was given to me by my husband yesterday." After returning home last night, Jiang Wu had a nightmare in which she was chased by abacus that had become as thick as her arm. When she was about to get rid of the abacus, she happened to see her husband.
Just when she was about to ask him for help, he took out a ruler and was about to hit her palm, saying that she was not paying attention in class. She was so scared that she woke up quickly.
Nanny Cui nodded. Seeing the good relationship between the Prime Minister and his wife, servants like them were naturally happy. What made her happiest was that the guilt that had tortured her all night last night, fearing that she would not live up to the Prime Minister's expectations, was no longer as suffocating as it had been at the beginning.
"Madam, you have made great progress compared to yesterday. I believe you will be able to read the account books in no time."
"That's all for today. Madam, when you go back, you can review what you've learned today."
After Aunt Cui finished her lesson, Jiang Wu felt as limp as a ball of mud and didn't want to move. His eyelids drooped heavily as if they were glued together, and even his body became weak from being too sleepy.
"I'm so tired. I'll go to sleep first. Call me in half an hour." When she closed her eyes, Jiang Wu was still thinking in her heart, just sleep for a while. If she didn't sleep, she would definitely die suddenly.
After she fell asleep, the back door of the prime minister's residence was pushed open and someone walked out to attend the banquet.
As time went by, the sun in the sky began to shift to the west little by little, and even the annoying chirping of cicadas disappeared.
After waking up, Jiang Wu felt refreshed. He rang the golden bell beside the bed to call Juan'er, and was about to ask her to bring water to wash his face.
Juan'er knelt on the ground with a grim expression, "Madam, I am guilty because you didn't sleep for half an hour, but for more than an hour. Seeing that you were really fast asleep, I resisted waking you up."
After learning that he had slept for more than an hour instead of half an hour, all Jiang Wu could think of was—
It's over, it's over, she will definitely be eaten alive by them!
Can the guest drink a cup, or can the guest be sent off with a cup, so it is named a cup of tea.
Ji Xiao, who came for a cup of tea in the morning, stared at the two pots of tea that were almost finished and the door that had never been opened. A surge of anger instantly burned in his chest, and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.
You are such a good guy, Jiang Wu, you actually dare to stand me up again and again. Once I catch you, you will be dead!
Song Jin, who had arrived at noon for a cup of tea, still waited for no one to push the door open. There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, which were originally full of confidence. Could it be that she knew something?
Or, she doesn't plan to come?
In a private room sandwiched between them, the waiter was smiling flatteringly as he pushed open the door. "Sir, you're here! Your room has been reserved for you. I guarantee it's the best spot by the moat."
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Jiang Jiang: What should I do if I overslept? I was so anxious that I kept walking back and forth, biting my fingers.
Suddenly, he slapped his head and came up with an idea.
This strategy does not harm the harmony of heaven, but it harms the harmony of people [Three-colored Cat Head]
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