After Mingxiang knelt in the ancestral hall, he went back and lay down for two days, and then started to bounce around again.
After causing such trouble, the fourth master kept a close eye on her and ordered her not to go out. Mingxiang had nowhere to go and was so busy that she could only come to Yufangyuan every day to talk to Mingwei.
Mingwei asked her: "Where is the sixth brother? Why don't you go and play with him?"
Mingxiang was sitting on the corridor, munching on secret preserved fruit and watching her fencing: "He is a boy and wants to go to school."
"Then why didn't you go to school? Aren't there women's schools?"
"Hey, Seventh Sister, you actually know about girls' school!" Mingxiang was surprised, "There was originally a girls' school, but my husband got married last year and couldn't find a good one. My father said that instead of letting me run around outside,
It's better to follow my mother and learn how to run a household..."
Mingwei stopped, took the hand towel handed by Duofu and wiped the sweat from his face, and couldn't help but smile: "Fourth uncle really understands you."
Her words aroused Ming Xiang's emotion: "Speaking of which, when I was in school, I had so much freedom and made many friends. I didn't have to be trapped in the house every day..."
So, this is the meaning of women’s studies.
Once you see the bigger world, you won't want to be a caged bird.
She took a short break and picked up the bamboo sword again.
"Seventh sister, this is so fun!" Mingxiang looked at her bamboo sword with interest.
"This is not playing, it's practicing." Mingwei said.
How can a fortune teller not have the power to restrain a chicken? It takes effort to drive out ghosts and suppress evil spirits. Besides, magic power can deal with monsters and ghosts, but it cannot deal with people with malicious intentions.
She was feeling better, so she had bamboo swords and wooden figures made, intending to regain her martial arts skills step by step.
This body is already fifteen years old. If you miss the best opportunity to lay the foundation, it is almost impossible to become a top master. But as long as you practice diligently, use golden needles to prick acupoints to open up the meridians, and add medicinal baths, you can at least become an ordinary expert.
Master.
This is enough.
"Practice? Is it also taught by Empress Xuannu?"
"Yes!" Mingwei replied casually.
"Then you can teach me how to do it? You were so good at climbing over the wall that day. If I have this ability, it will be easy for me to sneak out in the future."
Mingwei couldn't help laughing: "I can teach you, but how are you going to repay me?"
Mingxiang wanted to say that he would sneak out with you to play. But when he thought of the trouble he had caused a few days ago, he fainted.
Mingwei said: "Well, I'm bored. How about you come and talk to me every day and tell me about things outside to relieve my boredom?"
"Okay, okay!" Mingxiang nodded. Even if she didn't have this condition, she would still come.
So Mingwei waved his hand: "Go and change clothes."
Duofu asked: "Miss, please take something you haven't worn first and give it to Miss Eight to change into?"
"Um."
They are two years apart. Ming Xiang is lively and active, but Miss Ming Qi is trapped in the house all year round, so there is not much difference in stature.
"Let's go, let's go!" Ming Xiang said happily. Practicing the exercises sounds like fun!
Mingwei also smiled.
Let her be happy for a while, and then she won't laugh anymore.
As expected, Ming Xiang's screams of distress soon sounded in Yufangyuan.
After Mother Tong finished taking care of things, she saw her wife standing under the window, looking out in trance.
She followed her gaze and looked over.
In the open space of the yard, there was a wooden man standing. Two little girls in narrow-sleeved martial arts uniforms each held a bamboo sword and poked at the wooden man.
One of them put down his bamboo sword from time to time to correct the other's movements, causing her to complain endlessly. When she complained, the maids around her laughed, and there was an atmosphere of joy around her.
"Miss, you are so good now." Grandma Tong couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes!" Mrs. Mingsan murmured, "It's so good, it's so good that I can't believe it."
"What's so unbelievable about this? It's all blessings." Mother Tong smiled and said, "It was Madam's sincerity that moved God and Empress Xuannv!"
"But I always feel that it is unreal." Mrs. Mingsan whispered, "Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and can't help but ask myself, is this Xiaoqi? Is it really Xiaoqi? What if not? Will she?
Cry, have you suffered..."
As she spoke, her eyes gradually became moist.
"Madam!" Nanny Tong said hurriedly, "What are you thinking about? Isn't the young lady here in good health? How can she cry and suffer?"
"But I'm not at ease..."
She looked at the girl in the courtyard, her eyes full of nostalgia, but then slowly turned cold.
"lady……"
Before Nanny Tong could say anything, Mrs. Mingsan had turned around and asked her, "Is there any message coming from the east?"
Dongbian refers to the East Mansion. Usually when Mrs. Mingsan asks this question, she refers to a specific person.
Aunt Tong said: "Not yet."
"It seems that things are a bit troublesome this time. It has been several days and has not been arranged yet."
Aunt Tong said sincerely: "It would be better if I didn't have to go..."
Mrs. Mingsan smiled, she would not be so naive. How could the Second Master, such a calculating person, let go of this opportunity?
Just endure it, it will be fine as long as you endure it for the last time.
…
A few days later, Mingxiang ran over excitedly. When he saw Mingwei, he shouted: "Seventh sister! Something big has happened!"
Mingwei is looking through the book.
In her era, many books were lost due to wars, and historical materials became incomplete. She needed to understand this era as soon as possible, and reading books was the fastest way.
She didn't even raise her eyes: "Looking at the excitement on your face, there must be a lot of fun to watch, right?"
"Hahaha, it turns out that Seventh Sister understands me." Mingxiang laughed with her hands on her hips.
Mingwei reminded her kindly: "Pay attention to your manners. If your fourth aunt sees you like this, you won't even want to eat dinner."
Mingxiang quickly put down his hands on his hips and came to her and said: "As soon as Mr. Yang entered the city, he was taken back by the prince's palace. In order to entertain this cousin, King Qidong spent a lot of money, not only cleaning up Xinyuan
I came out to live with him and sent him many beautiful singers..."
"Then what?"
"Then something happened!" Ming Xiang covered his face with his sleeves, laughed hahaha for a while, and continued, "First, a concubine of the county prince got lost in Xinyuan for some reason and broke into Mr. Yang's house.
The house was not sent out until midnight. Then the young lady from the princess’s natal family was caught having a tryst with Mr. Yang alone in the water pavilion. I heard that the prince’s mansion is now falling out, and the Li family wants Mr. Yang to give an explanation. "
Mingwei frowned: "What nonsense? The concubine of the county prince broke into Mr. Yang's house, can it still be spread to our ears?"
"Who knows? Maybe someone bumped into me and said it secretly. After all, Xinyuan is so big and there are so many people talking!"
Mingwei shook his head: "Is it worth it for you to enjoy watching the excitement?"
Mingxiang smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Of course there is a follow-up. Mr. Jiang, he became a director of the Yamen on the second day after arriving in Dongning. I heard that many unjust, false and wrong cases have been tried, and now he is very famous. The Li family's
If he is not popular enough, he will report Mr. Yang to Mr. Jiang..."
"..." Mingwei couldn't help but ask, "Is there something wrong with the princess's natal family? The daughter's family will only suffer from such a romantic affair, and they actually dare to sue the government?"