After Yang Zijun entered the door, he saw Wan'er studying ink for Qin Ming at the desk, while Qin Ming had been writing something with his head down.
When Qingwan saw her coming in, she pulled her to sit on the sofa and asked her to wait for her while she came over after polishing the ink.
Then he went back to grinding.
It was Yang Zijun's first time here. She was sitting on the soft sofa in Qin Ming's study.
He lowered his head and touched the soft cushions, and then looked at the pillows behind him. He couldn't help but become curious about these novel pieces of furniture.
But soon she was attracted by the "Inscription on the Humble Room" and "The Road Is Difficult to Travel" on the wall.
Under the training of her mother since she was a child, she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
I also like poetry very much. When I was in Jiangdong, I would occasionally go there to participate in poetry gatherings held by Jiangdong's wealthy families.
But she had never heard anyone talk about the song "The Road Is Difficult".
In her opinion, if someone had written such a poem, it was impossible that she had not heard it.
And she had never heard of the inscription either.
In addition to the profound artistic conception and beautiful diction of the article and poem itself, the handwriting was also very good, a font she had never seen before.
Soon she was immersed in these two pages.
She didn't come back to her senses until Qingwan finished polishing the ink and walked up to her.
Qingwan has long been accustomed to her appearance.
Ever since she framed these two words and brought them back, everyone who saw them for the first time would stay on these two words for a long time.
Including her beautiful aunt Xiao Changxi.
I saw my cousin staring at the two words, as if she wanted to see them forever.
Qingwan could only helplessly shake Zijun's arm and said:
"Cousin, why did you come to the slave family for something?"
Yang Zijun came back to his senses when he heard his cousin's voice and whispered:
"Cousin, which calligrapher wrote these two characters? Can you introduce me to my cousin?"
Qingwan laughed when she heard this and said:
"The person who wrote these two words is my young master. He wrote the poems and inscriptions himself. How about it? The young master is very talented, right?"
Yang Zijun was also shocked when she heard this. She didn't expect that Qin Ming was not only accomplished in strange and obscene skills, but also had such talent.
Seeing that her cousin was in a daze again, Qingwan could only ask the question again:
"Cousin, why did you come to the slave family?"
Yang Zijun also realized his gaffe and quickly replied:
"Oh, the doctor checked on me yesterday and said that my condition has improved greatly and I can go out, so I want to go shopping with you in Qinjiazhuang. Do you have time now?"
Qingwan did not answer her cousin directly, but walked to Qin Ming, whispered a few words, then came back and pulled Zijun out of the study door.
Qingwan considered that her cousin's health had just improved, so she didn't go very far.
After leaving the Qin Mansion, I took my cousin to the small river where I had been fishing with the young master.
Zijun said at this time:
"Cousin, were those two words really written by Qin Ming? He is only one year older than me. I don't believe that he could write such a poem at such a young age."
Qingwan looked at her cousin helplessly and said:
"Cousin, you have asked me three times. It is really written by the young master."
"And you have been here for so many days, so you should know what the young master has done these days. In addition to improving the furniture, the greenhouse that the young master built, and the fireplace in the room, there is nothing surprising that makes our life more comfortable. .”
"Even your daily menu was set by the young master a long time ago. It's thanks to the young master that he gave you ginseng at all costs, so cousin, your body recovered so quickly."
"Young Master is really a very powerful person. Why do you always don't believe in Young Master? My sister will be angry if you keep doing this."
When Zijun heard what Qingwan said and looked at Qingwan's angry look, he knew that he had made a mistake.
Thinking about it carefully, Zijun also discovered that Qin Ming could always bring surprises to people.
It was true that he was able to recover so quickly because of the recipes he arranged.
Going to the study today was the second time she saw him after coming to the Qin Mansion.
But he didn't even look up at himself.
If he is really a person who is greedy for beauty, why should he take a look at himself? His appearance is no worse than that of his mother and Wan'er.
And these days, I heard from my mother that he has never done anything out of the ordinary, he just arranges for her to do various things.
Looking at it this way, I am really judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
After thinking about this, Zijun said to Qingwan sincerely:
"Cousin Wan'er, it was cousin Jun who was wrong. I should believe you and Mr. Qin's character."
"You can talk to me about your young master again. After all, I will still be here in the future. If we get to know him better, I will be able to get along better with Mr. Qin in the future."
Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. She knew that her cousin had always been prejudiced against the young master, but due to her family relationship, she didn't know how to change her cousin's opinion.
Now I didn't expect that the opportunity generated by these two characters would change my cousin's view of the young master.
So she started to talk about some of the things that the young master did. Of course, Wan'er was really embarrassed to tell her cousin that she slept with the young master from time to time.
After Zijun put aside his prejudice, he listened to these things with great interest.
While the two women were chatting animatedly by the river, a motorcade stopped on the roadside.
Not long after, a middle-aged man stepped out of the carriage. This man was the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, who came to the Qin Mansion with his wife and daughter to have dinner.
Since Li Shimin arrived at Qinjiazhuang, he has been leaning against the car window and looking at the farmland on the roadside.
At this time, the wheat planted in early autumn in the farmland has sprouted.
At a glance, it is a picture of lush greenery.
If it weren't for the cooler weather, it would actually feel like spring.
Empress Changsun, Princess Changle, Princess Chengyang, and Princess Jinyang in the car, as important meal-diners this time, were also very interested when they saw the large green wheat fields on the roadside.
He even got out of the car on the way and touched the newly grown wheat seedlings with his own hands.
Li Shimin looked at the good-growing wheat fields and became more confident about whether Qinjiazhuang could harvest in early summer next year and achieve two crops a year.
Along the way, I also told everyone what Qin Ming said last time I came to Qinjiazhuang.
After hearing this, Empress Changsun said with emotion:
"Well, Qin Ming had such an idea at a young age, and was able to implement it regardless of the cost in order to allow the people to harvest two crops of food a year. He is indeed a good boy."
"But Erlang, did you meet Qin Ming's parents last time? I wonder what kind of parents they are? They can raise such a child. I wonder if you can see them this time."
Li Shimin said with emotion:
"I heard from Baiqisi that it has been almost three years since Qin Ming's parents passed away."
When the eldest grandson heard this, he was even more curious about this child.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, he would have to manage the family business by himself and do such a big thing."
I really want to see this little guy sooner.
At this time Princess Jinyang also said:
"Well, Si Zi also wants to see brother Qin Ming as soon as possible, so that Si Zi can eat delicious food."
Princess Changle smiled and stroked Jinyang's little head and said:
"Well, Si Zi is so cute. Brother Qin Ming will definitely give Si Zi the most delicious food in a while."
Jinyang nodded happily and said yes.
Although Princess Chengyang next to her didn't speak, her sparkling eyes and the movements of licking her lower lips from time to time had already betrayed her thoughts at this time.
Children's words are unbridled, but they are the best seasoning for the family.
The eldest grandson and Li Shimin looked at their three daughters and smiled at each other.
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