Chapter 8: The good mood of coaxing people was disturbed by Yinsi's behavior, Yin...
Yinzhen's good mood was ruined by Yinsi's actions, and when he returned to the yard, his face drooped unconsciously.
Qi Buchen was dizzy from reading the account books all day. When Yinzhen came back, it was almost dark and her vision was not very good. She did not notice that Yinzhen was unhappy. She just smiled and said, "You are back. The hot water is ready. Take a shower first."
Yinzhen didn't know why, but he felt even more unhappy. Without saying a word, he turned and went into the east room.
Fuyun noticed it and gently reminded Qi Buchen: "Fujin, the master seems to be in a bad mood."
Huh? Qi Buchen glanced at her and recalled Yinzhen's attitude just now. It seemed that his mood was a little off, huh?
She went outside and called Su Peisheng: "What happened today?"
On the way back, Su Peisheng noticed that his master seemed unhappy, and he had some suspicions in his mind. Now that he saw Fu Jin asking, he said: "It's nothing, it's just that the Third Prince's riding and archery results today were not ideal, so he was a little unhappy."
Qi Buchen only had a vague understanding of Yinzhen, so he was confused when he heard this. What did this have to do with Yinzhen?
She was afraid that Su Peisheng didn't understand what she was asking, so she asked again, "Why are you in a bad mood?"
Su Peisheng didn't want to answer this question so clearly, but Fu Jin obviously didn't understand what he meant, so he could only lower his voice and say, "Third Prince's performance today was not as good as ours, and in the past he always... ahem, so his attitude was a little bad."
What he said was still a little vague, but Qi Buchen was not too stupid, so he finally understood it.
Oh, so that's why. But, this kind of thing is not very comforting, how should I put it.
Before Qi Buchen could think of what to say, Yinzhen came out after washing, looking much calmer: "My master has gone to the front."
Qi Buchen followed him and said, "I'll go too, practice calligraphy!"
Yinzhen glanced at her, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement: "That's fine."
As soon as he entered the study, Yinzhen noticed the changes inside. There was another desk on the side, and there was something like a footstool under each desk. There were also cushions on the thick chairs of the desks.
Yinzhen frowned slightly and walked forward. He found that the chair not only had a back cushion, but also a new style of seat cushion. "Were these made by Fu Jin's order?"
"Yes." Zhang Yao stepped forward and introduced, "This footrest has charcoal inside. When you step on it while reading or practicing calligraphy, your feet will always be warm. When your feet are warm, your whole body will be warm too. This is a seat cushion and back cushion, which can make your body more comfortable."
After saying this, she looked at Yinzhen expectantly, as if she wanted to hear him say "I like it".
Yinzhen was about to say "nonsense" but was stopped by this look. He paused and said what he thought was a tactful answer, "Studying requires constant vigilance. While it doesn't require hanging one's head on a beam or piercing one's legs with a needle, pursuing comfort will only dampen one's ambition and prevent one from making progress."
He said the last sentence with a serious look on his face.
Qi Buchen lowered her head, silently rubbing one foot on the ground twice, and then said sullenly, "I'm inconsiderate. I... I'm just worried about you. The doctor said that if you sit for a long time, the bones in your hips... will hurt." When she said this, her voice lowered with shyness. "My father feels so bad when his legs hurt, and I'm worried that you will feel the same..."
Her voice gradually became lower. Seeing her like this, Yinzhen felt a little pity and a hint of regret in his heart. He wondered if his tone was too harsh. He was about to open his mouth to make amends, but suddenly he saw Qi Buchen raise his head with an obviously insecure and angry expression, his eyes dodging and he said: "Besides...besides, if you really lose your ambition because of two cushions, then...then..." But he couldn't continue and lowered his head again.
Yinzhen could probably guess what Qi Buchen was going to say in the end, but he didn't feel angry. He just thought that this little wife was interesting and knew how to use provocation.
His mood immediately returned to the time before his eighth brother spoke. "You're right. I certainly won't indulge in comfort just because of two cushions." He turned and walked to the bookshelf on the east side. "Come here, I'll find you a copybook. Do you have a favorite font?"
Qi Buchen listened to his tone and knew that he had coaxed her into submission by mistake, so he followed her and said, "I don't know what fonts there are, but let's learn the simplest ones first." She said a little embarrassedly, "At least you have to be able to write first."
"You're quite down-to-earth." Yinzhen mentally labeled his young wife a person who didn't aim too high. He pulled out a book and handed it to her. "This is regular script. Most beginners use it to get started. Start by copying two pages a day."
"Okay." Qi Buchen took it happily, opened it and took a look. It was not much different from the regular script he had seen in modern times, and he could recognize most of the traditional Chinese characters.
"Then let's get started." After Yinzhen finished speaking, he walked to his desk, took out the homework assigned by his teacher in the study room today, and started studying.
Qi Buchen quietly observed him for a while and found that although he was young, he was very self-disciplined and focused. He blocked out the outside world as soon as he started studying. In his previous life, children of this age would never do their homework so conscientiously. They would put it off until the last minute or even copy it at school the next day.
After sighing for a moment, Qi Buchen calmed down and began to immerse herself in calligraphy practice. She wasn't as perverted as Yinzhen. In her previous life, she'd been a bit of a slacker in junior high. But when her family went through hard times in high school, she finally woke up and started working really hard. She worked even harder, her mind intensely focused once she got down to business.
Now I am learning calligraphy, firstly to get in touch with Yinzhen, and secondly because I think it is a skill after all. After traveling through the world, I should learn something and grow a little.
Time passed as the two of them worked hard. Qi Buchen finished first. After all, she only traced two pages and there were not many words. However, Yinzhen still had to solve the problem, break the problem, establish the theme, etc.
After finishing writing, Qi Buchen carefully looked over his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. Although he had never learned it before, at least it was neat, and what he wrote was within the framework of tracing and did not deviate from it.
Seeing that Yinzhen would probably need a lot of time, Qi Buchen didn't disturb him and took out the travel notes that Yinzhen had found for her last night and started reading them.
"Tea." Yinzhen finished his homework, twisted his neck, and shouted habitually. Only then did he realize that there was no tea.
Sure enough, Qi Buchen's voice rang out: "Drinking tea at night will make you sleep poorly. You have to get up early in the morning, so don't drink it in the future. Drink more milk, it will help you sleep well."
Yinzhen pursed his lips and took the milk handed to him by Su Peisheng: "It's just a casual word." But if he was asked to call it milk in the future, emmmm, it would be difficult to say it. Forget it, just call Su Peisheng directly. This servant should know what he means.
Qi Buchen took his homework and handed it to Yinzhen after he finished drinking: "I've finished it, take a look." Then he instructed Su Peisheng, "Give your grandfather a massage on his shoulders and neck."
It was the first time that Su Peisheng saw this lady addressing her own prince as "you and me". He was shocked. Before he could react, he saw his master looking at him lightly.
Su Peisheng immediately shrank his neck and went up to give his master a massage, but he muttered in his heart: Isn't the master the most disciplined? Why doesn't he care about Fu Jin and tell me to shut up?
Qi Buchen observed the two's reactions throughout the whole process and was very satisfied with the result. Now it seems that Yinzhen is very tolerant of her not using honorifics. Well, there is great potential.
Yinzhen was thinking about when would be the right time to talk to his wife about the address. Well, it would be best when they were alone, without servants around, so as not to embarrass her.
While looking at Qi Buchen's tracing.
Just one glance and the corners of his eyes twitched.
After slowly reading the first page and quickly scanning the second page, Yinzhen put down the tracing book and really wanted to pinch his eyebrows to relieve his throbbing nerves.
Qi Buchen asked expectantly at this time: "How is it?"
Yinzhen turned his head stiffly and forced a smile: "Well... still need to work hard."
Qi Buchen automatically understood that although he had talent, he should not be complacent and should continue to work hard.
So she promised with great ambition: "Don't worry, I will definitely work hard and will never give up for a few days."
After that, he asked half modestly and half embarrassedly: "Well, which parts of my painting are better? I heard that the master will draw the red circle."
The corners of Yinzhen's eyes twitched again, and he had no choice but to pick up the copybook and circled one at random: "This one is not bad."
Qi Buchen waited for a while, but when Yinzhen didn't make a move, he asked, "Just this one?"
Yinzhen nodded expressionlessly.
Qi Buchen suddenly realized that he must have misunderstood something just now.
Yinzhen didn't dare to look at Fu Jin's expression of shock and disbelief. He casually said to comfort her, "It's not bad for your first time." Then he said to her, "It's late. Go back and rest first. I will review the book for a while."
Qi Buchen couldn't believe it until he walked out of the study. He was being disliked! Was my writing really that bad? Am I really that untalented?
No! I don't believe it!
Qi Buchen, who was trapped in a cycle of self-doubt, forgot to send Xie Hanshan to urge Yinzhen to rest before going to bed.
So when Yinzhen came back from the front yard and saw the darkness on the west side, his heart skipped a beat: Is this sad?
But the lights were out, and he couldn't wake anyone up again.
When Yinzhen woke up the next day and saw Qi Buchen looking sleepy, he wanted to say something but couldn't. In the end, he could only emphasize again that she didn't have to get up early to send him to school in the future.
Qi Buchen nodded in agreement, having long forgotten the blow to his self-confidence last night.
On the third day after the wedding, according to custom, the newlyweds were supposed to return to their parents' homes, but since Qi Buchen had married into the royal family, this rule was automatically abolished. However, early in the morning, the empress dowager and other concubines sent gifts, which enriched Qi Buchen's private property.
The days passed as usual. Qi Buchen and Yinzhen gradually became familiar with each other due to teaching, and they spoke more casually.
Yinzhen not only talked more to Qi Buchen, but also rarely thought of asking Qi Buchen to change his name.
In this way, Qi Buchen welcomed her first formal festival in the royal family, Laba Festival.
The Laba Festival, however, wasn't limited to the eighth day of the first lunar month, but began on the seventh. This day, also known as the Exorcism Day, was originally intended to exorcise evil spirits and eliminate plagues, but later evolved into a prayer for favorable weather, a good harvest, and peace and prosperity. Nuo rituals, songs, dances, operas, and other performances were performed on this day. While not as formal and solemn as the Kitchen God Festival, it was a good time to hold family banquets.
At this banquet, Qi Buchen finally met most of the historical celebrities he had heard of.
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Yinzhen: My wife didn't even notice that I was unhappy. Is her concern all fake? I'm not happy ￣へ￣
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