The matter has to start with the school theft case.
Shanshan was falsely accused of stealing. The prince asked Mr. Di from Dali Temple to investigate, and the truth soon came to light. After that, Qi Hui and Qi Qing were kicked out of Qingsong Academy. The school was calm, but the Zhongyong Mansion was not.
The third master is a dandy who does not seek to make progress and has achieved nothing. All the hopes of the third house rest on Qi Hui. The third wife usually fights for breath, thinking about waiting for Qi Hui to become an official in the future, so that the third wife can turn around.
This moment is like the earth falling apart, how can I swallow this breath?
The separation of the family was originally due to an angry remark made by the eldest brother during a quarrel. The angry words are still true, and the third lady has been at peace with her for a long time because of this. Her husband could not be counted on, the future of her children was in doubt, and her title belonged to a noble family. Without the blessing of Uncle Zhongyong, life would not be easy in the future.
Not to mention the third wife, Uncle Zhongyong is still alive. Even if they want to separate the family, Mr. Qi and Mrs. Qi will not agree. With the word "filial piety" pressed above my head, I can only put this matter aside for the time being.
But not long after, there was news that the Queen Mother left the palace to escape the summer heat.
All the imperial concubines ordered the eldest princess and Wen Yiqing to accompany her.
The eldest princess is the Queen Mother's biological daughter, so who is Wen Yiqing?
Everyone in the capital had a lot of speculations. After asking around, they soon learned that the Queen Mother treated the little boy differently. The boy was a student of Qingsong Academy. He was a widowed mother and ran a cosmetics business. The cosmetics shop was also famous. It was the one that the eldest princess had praised a few days ago and was now popular in the capital.
It is not an exaggeration to say that a small business woman can win the favor of the Queen Mother and reach the sky in one step.
When the words reached the ears of everyone in Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, they had another thought.
Mr. and Mrs. Zhongyong, who had previously refused to talk about the separation, suddenly agreed to the matter, and during the school holidays, they separated the family quickly.
But these have nothing to do with goodness for the time being. After a long holiday, Qingsong Academy has started.
The weather is still hot and dry. Shanshan had just returned from the palace where the climate was suitable, but he was still a little uncomfortable with the climate in the capital.
Early in the morning, the wet nurse came over to wake her up. She poked her sweaty head out of the bed, her cheeks were red, and her forehead was covered with hot sweat. The sun had become intense when the sky was bright. She glanced out of the carved wooden window and retracted her head.
Shan Shan closed his eyes and deceived himself and said, "Nanny, I'm sick. I can't go to school."
"What's wrong with Sister Shan?"
"It's so hot that it makes me sick."
The wet nurse said: "School is about to start today, and the young lady has personally cooked breakfast for you. If you are really sick, you will have to take medicine and porridge. You won't be able to eat anything."
How can that work?
Shanshan hurriedly got up, reached out to ask the nanny to wash his face and comb his hair, and put on the school uniform.
Sure enough, there was a table of sumptuous Yuncheng dishes on the breakfast table. Wen Yiqing got up early and had been cooking for a while. At this time, the food was half-warm. In this hot weather, it was just the most suitable temperature to eat. Shanshan ate it happily , have a hearty meal.
After breakfast, the coachman had already led the carriage and was waiting at the door. Shitou carried the two people's book bags on his back. After taking two steps, he turned around and saw her still standing under the eaves of the main room, lingering.
"Shan Shan?"
Shanshan stood in the shade of the eaves, looking up at the bright sun above his head, raising and lowering his little feet, hesitating.
She said sadly: "Mom, how about you send me back to the Queen Mother?"
The school has started, and all the students who went to the palace to escape the summer have returned, but the Queen Mother still stays in the palace. She will not come back until the hot summer is over. Shanshan is extremely envious.
Wen Yiqing said helplessly: "Weren't you still talking about your classmates a few days ago?"
"But I met them yesterday!"
"Wen Jiahe has to go to school today, don't you want to play with her?"
Good and good hesitant.
Wen Yiqing glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so he threatened: "If you are late, you will be caught and slapped on the palm of your hand."
Shanshan had no choice but to climb into the carriage with a sigh.
At the entrance of the school, the masters stood at the door to greet the students. Shanshan climbed down from the carriage and greeted the superintendent and others dejectedly. Students arrived one after another, and some children in the same class came to her enthusiastically when they saw her.
"Wen Shan, I heard that you went to escape the summer heat with the Queen Mother?"
"Is it fun there? I also went to Zhuangzi with my grandmother. There was nothing there. My grandmother forced me to do my homework every day, but it was hard work."
It's a good thing they didn't mention it. When they did, Shanshan quickly remembered the happy but short days in the palace. In the palace, the royal chef cooks every day, and when she opens her eyes, the emperor's uncle plays with her, and it's also cool. Compared with that, there were many children of the same age playing together in the school, and it all seemed particularly torturous.
Shanshan sighed sadly.
Everyone walked into the teaching building in groups. As soon as they entered the classroom, Shanshan immediately noticed something was wrong.
Someone has already asked in surprise: "It's so cool today!"
Shanshan took a closer look and saw a few ice mirrors placed in the corner of the teaching building. A steady stream of cool air came out from there, dissipating the summer heat and cooling down the whole room.
Shanshan looked at the dissipating white mist with bright eyes, and he and the other children moved closer. The closer they got to the ice mirror, the cooler it became. She said in surprise: "So it's so good to study in a school?"
"No way." Someone immediately said: "I have been studying in the school for two years. In previous years, I only had a small basin of ice every day. I have never had so much."
There were so many students in the teaching building. Whatever a small basin of ice could do, it was all done right away without waiting for the Master to finish the lesson.
The students of Qingsong Academy are all very wealthy. Occasionally, some families take pity on their children and offer to send them ice cream, but all of them are rejected by the academy. Reading is not an easy task, and the scorching sun also exercises the mind.
"Then where did this come from?"
"I know, I know!" A well-informed classmate said, "It was given by the emperor!"
"emperor?!"
All the children stretched their heads and looked over in surprise.
The speaker climbed up to the table, stood tall, faced all the eyes, raised his head and said proudly: "My father said that it is extremely hot this year. The Emperor takes pity on us because we are young and is afraid that we will get too hot." When I got sick, I had someone send me a lot of ice. Only students of our age have it, not even His Royal Highness!"
"Wow!"
"My dad also said that we will have enough control until the summer is over!"
"Wow!"
Everyone screamed in surprise, and when they learned that it was the emperor's special approval, they were all very proud and airy. Shanshan squatted in front of the ice mirror, holding his chin, happily feeling the coolness coming from inside.
Uncle Emperor is such a good man!
When Master Liu came to class, he saw that the classroom was noisier than a duck pen. He knocked on the table with the bamboo stick in his hand several times before telling everyone to calm down. With ice to cool down, today's students are no longer impetuous and they all feel very well behaved.
Master Liu said with a solemn face: "Get in line and hand in your homework."
Suddenly, many students looked panicked and wailed softly.
Shan Shan raised her head proudly and saw Wen Jiahe, who was sitting not far away, turning his head and winking at her, and couldn't help but grin.
Her homework was also completed, and the bamboo stick in Liu Fuzi's hand could not draw her.
After Master Liu finished checking the homework and slapped the palms of many students, he said again amidst sobbing: "You have been on vacation for many days, and many of you have not even finished their homework. We will not teach new knowledge today, little one." Take the test and see if you have delayed your studies these days."
Shanshan: "..."
Wen Jiahe, who was not far away, looked over worriedly.
Shanshan's smiling face gradually disappeared.
She began to miss the palace again.
…
The youngest daughter of the family started to go to school, and Wen Yiqing also started to be busy expanding the shop.
After the eldest princess used and praised her powder shop, it has now become a hot commodity in the capital. Later, the Queen Mother tried it. With the endorsement of these two nobles, all the ladies in the capital love to use the powder in her shop. , there is an endless stream of customers every day, and the small shop can no longer accommodate it.
Fortunately, on her birthday, Shen Yungui sent the deed of the shop next door.
The shop next door has been vacated, and she mentioned the expansion to all the customers who came to the shop before. When she found a suitable time, she closed the shop for a few days and opened up the two shops. All these matters were completed under the supervision of the steward. . Now that I have returned from the palace, the shop has been renovated and ready to reopen.
Wen Yiqing was so busy that his feet never touched the ground.
On this day, she was sorting out the inventory in the shop and comparing them one by one, when she heard someone knocking on the door outside.
The guy went to check it out and will be back soon.
"My boss is Mrs. Qi."
Wen Yiqing paused: "Which Mrs. Qi?"
"Mrs. Qi, the head of Zhongyong's house."
That is Mrs. Zhongyongbo.
The two hadn't contacted each other for a long time, and she frowned slowly: "Go and tell her that the shop hasn't opened yet and ask her to come back in a few days."
"As I said, Mrs. Qi said she came to see you, my boss."
"Just say I'm not here..." Wen Yiqing paused, thinking that Mrs. Qi would not be sent away so easily if she wanted to see her for something. If he could find the shop, he had already been to her home. She said angrily: "Forget it, let her in."
She closed her account book, put everything in the shop away, and poured herself a cup of herbal tea. Mrs. Qi walked in quickly.
Wen Yiqing's attitude was cold, but she was not annoyed and called out affectionately: "Qing Niang."
Wen Yiqing glanced at her curiously.
The last time they met, they broke up on bad terms. The cruel words Mrs. Zhongyong said were still in her ears. She thought she would be unhappy the next time they met, but she didn't expect Mrs. Qi to have such an attitude. It seemed that Mrs. Qi had such a good face when she first arrived in the capital.
Mrs. Qi sat down at the table. The maid next to her made a cup of tea. She took a sip and said with a smile: "Qing Niang, I came to you today because I have something to discuss with you."
"Mrs. Qi, be careful what you say." Wen Yiqing said coldly: "The civilian woman's parents are in Yuncheng and she dare not climb up to the uncle's house."
"Qing Niang, I know you are angry." Mrs. Qi said kindly: "These days, I have thought a lot. You are my child born in ten months of pregnancy. How can my mother not feel sorry for you? Look at you. …”
She glanced at the shop and said as if she was distressed: "It's really hard for you to take Sister Shan out alone to support your family..."
Wen Yiqing interrupted her coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it directly and don't beat around the bush."
Mrs. Qi paused, raised her eyes to look at her, anger flashed across her eyes, but she managed to hold back her temper.
She said pleasantly: "Qing Niang, find a day and you can move back home."
"……what did you say?!"
Wen Yiqing looked at her in disbelief, almost thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, but Mrs. Qi seemed to take it for granted. She took a deep breath and felt a little funny.
She sarcastically said: "When I moved out, I already made it clear to you that I will no longer have anything to do with Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion. Your Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion has repeatedly harmed my kindness. What do you mean? If so, should we pretend that nothing happened?"
"It was indeed my mother's fault before." Mrs. Qi agreed readily.
Wen Yiqing looked at her twice as if she was a ghost.
"These are the bastard things done by the third child's family. Mom has already vented her anger on you. They will move out soon. You won't be able to touch him when you come back." Mrs. Qi said, "In the future, your parents will protect you. And your eldest brother, after you come back, your uncle’s house will support you, so you don’t have to work so hard anymore, Sister Shan is also a girl from the uncle’s house, no one will bully her anymore.”
"..."
Wen Yiqing paused for a moment. He didn't even have time to express emotion because of the departure of his third wife from Zhongyong's house. He was keenly aware of something wrong in her next words: "...What do you mean by a girl from the house?"
Mrs. Qi picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said softly: "Don't you want to be included in the family tree? I have discussed it with your father and will write you into the family tree when he comes back. From now on, you will be the eighth son of our uncle. It’s a wealthy lady.”
