"What are you doing?" Feng Yong asked strangely, "Come here."
"Yes, my lord."
There was a sound like a mosquito. If it hadn't been quiet at night and there were only two people in the room, Feng Yong and Amei, I'm afraid Feng Yong wouldn't have been able to hear what Amei was saying.
"Hurry up! Finish it early, I have to go to bed early."
Seeing that although Amei agreed, she still stood motionless in the shadow cast by the candle, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but urged.
Amei said a very low "hmm" again, and then slowly came over with small steps.
"What's wrong? The injury on your foot is serious again?"
Seeing that Amei was walking as slowly as a tortoise, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but worry a little. He was a talented person, so what could really happen to him?
"Thank you... thank you Lord for your concern. It's not much of a problem anymore."
Amei, who walked up to him, quickly shook his head after hearing Feng Yong's words.
"It's okay if you don't. Sit down quickly."
Feng Yong pointed to the stool not far away. At the same time, he noticed what Amei was holding in her arms. It seemed to be...a pillow? And the white thing, it seemed to be white cloth, right?
What the hell?
"What did you bring this for?"
Feng Yong pointed to the thing in her arms and asked curiously.
"Ah?" After hearing Feng Yong's question, Amei raised her head slightly, glanced at Feng Yong quickly, then lowered her head in fright, and said, "Master... didn't you ask me to arrive at night?"
Come to the house?"
"I asked you to come to the house, but if you don't know how to read, you didn't bring a wooden board. Why did you bring a pillow? You want to sleep with me at night..."
When Feng Yong said this, he suddenly stopped talking.
Damn it!
Feng Tibi roared in his heart. If he hadn't reacted at this time, then he was really a pig!
I thought of Zhao Guangtian's weird smile and words during the day, and then I thought of Wang Xun's nodding in agreement. Damn it, so this is what these two guys were talking about?
"Literacy?"
Amei over there had raised her head blankly and looked at Feng Yong.
Otherwise, what do you think it is?
Feng Yong's mouth twitched. So, you think so too?
Even at night, even if the lights are dim, you can still see that your originally red face suddenly turns pale, and then suddenly returns to blood red...
This blood circulation is really fast.
At this time, Feng Yong really didn't know what to say other than thinking about this.
I'm afraid that the world will suddenly become quiet.
At this time, there was a strange silence between the master and the servant, a dead silence.
"Master... Lord... Lord, maid... maid..."
Amei finally opened her mouth, but after stammering for a long time she still couldn't come up with a complete sentence.
"Forget it, put your things back first and then come back."
Feng Yong patted his forehead, took a deep breath, and said.
I feel so tired!
I touched my chest and it was beating a little fast. It was not panic, but inexplicable excitement?
Because he suddenly felt that men in this era are so happy!
As a rule, the maid's room is next to the master's. In just a few breaths, Amei came back, still holding things in her arms, but they were replaced by several wooden boards for writing.
As soon as he entered and exited, although his face was still blushing with shame, it could be seen that his mood had finally calmed down.
"Sit down first."
Feng Yong adjusted his breathing and said again.
Seeing that Amei was sitting with half her buttocks and her body still turned sideways, Feng Yong couldn't help but cursed: "Why are you sitting so far away? Sit down, otherwise how can you listen to the class?"
"yes."
Amei moved her body.
"turn around."
"yes."
He moved his body again.
As the body swayed, a faint fragrance drifted past. When I smelled it suddenly, the fragrance was refreshing, and then it gently caressed the tip of my heart like a feather.
This scent is quite nice, but a little weird.
Feng Yong shrugged his nose and looked at Amei suspiciously. The scent seemed to come from her.
"Didn't I teach you once a few nights ago?" Feng Yong had nothing to say, "I called you here tonight just to check how you are doing."
"Go back to my lord, I've finished carrying it."
Amei felt a little disappointed when she saw that Feng Yong really wanted to teach her how to read. At the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief and answered.
"Have you finished memorizing it?"
Although I was mentally prepared, I was still a little surprised when I heard that Amei had memorized the pinyin, and asked, "Can you write it?"
"Yes."
"Recite it and let me listen."
"Ah...oh..."
He recited it very smoothly.
"Write it down and I'll take a look."
Feng Yong handed over the pen and asked Amei to write it down silently on the wooden board she brought.
Amei uses a brush to write, and she can only say that she can pick it up and write, but the handwriting is still a little distorted.
However, Feng Yong didn't ask for much. Anyway, his skill in using brushes was not much different from Amei's, as long as he could recognize what it was.
He's not a calligrapher, so he doesn't want to practice that specifically - and he doesn't want to show his handwriting to others. Even the letters he writes to others are basically ghostwritten by Li Yi and Zhao Guang.
Amei held the brush hard, her wrist trembling slightly, and wrote hard on the wooden board.
The smell of ink in the room mixed with the scent of her body, making it even more weird.
For a while, the room became quiet again.
Feng Yong looked aside for a while, then his eyes fell on Amei's face, and then on her neck.
This girl is really a good material for studying. Although she was a little embarrassed at first, once it comes to studying, she gets into the mood quickly and looks focused.
Speaking of which, apart from having a Han adult who could speak Chinese, she was able to work in the house in the first place, and her appearance also played a large part in the reason.
I remember that after the housekeeper, Uncle Zhao, reported to Feng Yong after selecting a good person, he said that Amei was a bit dark, but her appearance was also outstanding.
Feng Yong didn't pay attention at first, but when he thought about it, it was normal for people from Nanzhong to have dark skin. After all, they were exposed to the sun for a long time and the sun was strong.
Even Li Yi, who has stayed in Nanzhong for a long time, isn't he a bit darker than the people in Jincheng?
Besides, this Amei is just a servant of the family, and should not have much to do with him.
Later, when she became his personal maid, I noticed her skin. I was a little curious in my heart, and I didn't know whether she was born with dark skin or was tanned by the sun.
Now after careful observation, I am finally sure of one thing. The reason why this girl's mother is attracted by the Han people is that she must be a beauty, and she must not be dark-skinned. Otherwise, Amei's master would not be able to do it.
.
Even if you turn off the lights and close your eyes, it will be the same - but don't forget that Amei's adult and her mother have lived together for so many years. This cannot be justified by a casual marriage.
After Amei left Nanzhong, she stayed in Jincheng for a while, and then followed her to Hanzhong. Although she was a maid, she didn't have the strong sunshine over Nanzhong, and she didn't have to work hard for a living.
, having inherited good genes, she has become more and more agile.
No wonder Zhao Guang misunderstood once when he was choosing a Qiang girl in Yang'anguan. At that time, he also said that this Qiang girl would definitely not be able to compare with Amei.
Probably because Amei was always by his side, he never noticed her changes.
Looking closer now, although her skin is still darker than that of Han women, she can already be considered beautiful.
It can be foreseen that, given some time off, not many Qiang women, even Han women, will be able to compare with her.
Tsk tsk! Is it possible that mixed-race genes really have some advantages over ordinary people?
This girl has a great brain and is pretty, but it's a pity that she comes from a poor background.
Amei heard her master smack her mouth several times, and finally couldn't help but look up slightly, and found that her master was looking directly at her. She felt a little panicked at the moment, her hand shook, and she wrote a wrong letter.
She softly said "Ah" and looked at Feng Yong in panic. She saw that the master didn't care and quickly changed his position.
Feng Yong couldn't help but feel excited when he raised his head twice in a row and the amorous expression in his unintentional glances.
Swallowing, I wondered what was going on. After all, I was also a person who had wallowed in lust. Why did I feel like I was easily aroused tonight?
Looking at Amei again, I only think that slightly red face is even more attractive.
Or... go with the flow and make mistakes?
Feng Yong suddenly had such an idea in his mind and swallowed again, feeling a little ready to make a move.
Female student in the secret room.avi?
"Master, your servant has finished writing."
Just when Feng Yong was wavering between a beast and a beast, Amei suddenly said this, calling his mind back.
"Oh, oh, let me see."
Feng Yong calmed down his thoughts and reached out to take the wooden board.
It's very good, although the writing is a bit ugly, but it's all written correctly after all.
"This is a thousand-character text with good pronunciation. Take it and learn it when you have time. I will check it again in a few days. If you can't spell it out, just ask Gouzi, he will read it."
Feng Yong handed over a scroll of bamboo slips, which contained the phonetic version of the Thousand-Character Prose that he had carefully written, and it was the first version in the world. Of course, it was only part of it.
Although Hanyu Pinyin was originally created to eliminate Chinese characters, we have to admit that it is indeed a great tool for recognizing and reading Chinese characters.
The ancient reading of fanqie is actually to use two characters that you know and can pronounce, take the initial consonant of the first one, take the final rhyme of the second one, and put them together to pronounce it.
Chinese Pinyin, on the other hand, directly systematizes the initials and finals. This has nothing to do with the difference in pronunciation between ancient Chinese and modern Chinese. As long as you find the correct initials and finals, you can basically spell it out.
As for the words that can't be spelled out, just cut the sounds. Isn't this how you learned to read and write in the past? Besides, Feng Yong has never encountered a word that he can't spell out.
Amei didn't dare to take it. She looked at the bamboo slip in Feng Yong's hand with some fear, "Master, this is too precious, and I don't dare to take it."
Of course it is valuable. If this thing can be preserved to future generations, it will be a precious cultural heritage that is many years ahead.
But now...
"I told you to just take it, why is there all this nonsense?"
Feng Yong said pretending to be evil.
If you don't use it, how do I know the effect? How do I know if there are any problems and whether I need to modify it?
"Thank you...Thank you, Master."
Amei did not dare to go against Feng Yong's wishes and finally took the bamboo slips.
Waving his hand, Feng Yong began to drive people away: "Okay, we'll be here tonight. You go back first."
"Yes, my lord."
Amei hugged the wooden board and bamboo slips and gave her a blessing.
"By the way, your fragrance smells quite nice. What spices did you use?"
Just when Amei walked to the door, Feng Yong's nose was still lingering with a hint of sultry smell, and he finally couldn't help but asked curiously.
Feng Yong asked casually, but he didn't expect that Amei was shocked. There was a "bang" and the thing in his arms fell down.
"My lord... my lord," Amei turned around with a hint of crying in her voice, "I'm sorry, lord, my maid is rude."
As long as this girl looks like this, something is definitely going on.
Feng Yong smiled. No wonder he found Amei so attractive tonight. It turned out that the problem was the scent.
"Pick it up first. Tell me slowly, what's going on? I remember you never put spices on it before."
"Yes." Amei bent down to pick up the fallen things, then lowered her head and said, "My mother passed this spice on to my maidservant, saying that it can only be applied with someone else. My mother used to apply it on it."
This spice is the best for adults."
Feng Tubiao's eyes suddenly widened!
Aphrodisiac perfume?
Awesome!
Oh, no, it’s not considered a perfume, but even if it’s a spice, it’s still awesome!
"Do you have the recipe?"
Feng Yong blurted out immediately.
Get it, you must get it!
Looking at Amei with burning eyes, this girl is a treasure! She is definitely a big treasure!
The butler, Uncle Zhao’s vision is simply amazing!
"What recipe?"
Amei, who was pregnant with a huge treasure, was confused and asked.
"Spice Recipes."
"Yes, but there are no herbs here, and I can't make them now."
Feng Yong then remembered that Amei couldn't read at all and couldn't write down the recipe even if he had one.
"Where?"
"Nanzhong."
"Do you know the names of those herbs?"
Feng Yongyong asked reluctantly.
"Yes...I'm sorry, Master, I don't know."
It was obviously Feng Yong who was coveting her treasure, but Amei seemed to have done something wrong, as if she felt sorry for Feng Yong because she couldn't tell the name of the herb.
"Okay, does anyone else know about this recipe?"
"No more. This was given to me by my mother back then."
It’s certain that Amei definitely inherited her mother’s excellent genes.
I really want to see what kind of woman Amei’s mother is?
"It's fine if you don't have it. You can't tell anyone else about this recipe except yourself, you know?"
"Yes, follow the Lord's orders."
Although the master's order was very strange, Amei still obeyed it.
Looking at Amei's slender body, Feng Yong once again came up with the idea, if it didn't work out, he would keep her in the room?
Early the next morning, Feng Yong rarely stayed in bed and did not get up early to exercise.
When he got up, it was already nearly an hour later than usual.
Amei's feet were still healed. When she limped in with water and was about to serve her, Feng Yong refused. He was not a person who had degenerated into a person who was too lazy to move his limbs. Although he was used to Amei's service on weekdays, Feng Yong refused.
, but I still have the ability to do it myself.
"Ah? I've met Guan Niang."
Amei came out of Feng Yong's house and saw someone she didn't expect. It was Guan Ji who had come back after a long journey. She quickly saluted and said hello.
"No need to be polite, Mr. Feng, isn't he up yet?"
"You're already up. How about my maid go and report to you?"
"No need, you go down first."
Guan Ji waved her hand.
"yes."
Seeing Amei's weird walking posture, and thinking that she had just come out of Feng Yong's house, Guan Ji's expression was a little uncertain.