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Text Thirty-five: Choosing Jewelry (Part 1)

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    "Wan'er, did grandma teach you etiquette?" King Zheng asked unconsciously as he looked at Wen Wan's natural and graceful movements.  Wen Wan nodded.

    "Wan'er, tell Qi Yan that you want to study and learn to read." Wen Wan nodded. When King Zheng heard this, he smiled and asked, "Do you want to be a talented woman?"

    Wen Wan shook her head and made a writing gesture.  King Zheng understood it as soon as he heard it, and said that he would arrange someone for her tomorrow, and then let her go back.  Wen Wan pulled Prince Zheng's clothes, pointed at him, and made a gesture of writing.

    "You want me to teach you how to write? But my uncle is very busy and doesn't have time to teach you." King Zheng shook his head, nodded gently, shook his head again, and then made a few more actions.

    "You asked me to teach you the word 'uncle'." King Zheng looked at Wen Wan, and Wen Wan nodded happily.  King Zheng sighed secretly, took her hand and entered the study.  Chunhua was waiting outside the study. The study was an important area and could not be entered casually.

    King Zheng wrote the word uncle on the rice paper.  Wen Wan took a look and found that they were not much different from modern characters.  King Zheng taught her how to write stroke by stroke, and Wen Wan wrote very seriously.  About half an hour later, someone called Wang Ye outside, probably because they had something to report.

    "Wan'er, you go back first, uncle has something to do." His face returned to its cold and handsome look before.

    Wen Wan nodded and opened his hands.  King Zheng looked at her doubtfully, and then hugged her.  Wenwan kissed him on the face.  Smile very brightly.

    King Zheng was stunned at first, then looked at her with pity.  Calling people outside to come in, a man about forty years old came in.  Seeing that there was another child in the study, he looked at King Zheng with some hesitation.  King Zheng put down Wenwan, who looked at the man and wanted to go out.  King Zheng touched her head and said, it doesn't matter.  Wen Wan was very happy when she heard it.

    But I didn¡¯t want to disturb them, so I just stood on the chair and practiced calligraphy seriously.  Without listening to what they were saying, I practiced it no less than twenty times, practicing very patiently.  He didn't even know when King Zheng and the man ended their conversation.

    "Well, it looks much better than before. Keep practicing. Your handwriting will look much better in the future." Just as he was talking, the man in gray clothes he saw last time came in.  Seeing that look, Wen Wan knew that there must be something very important to talk about, so she took the two words written by King Zheng and left.

    "My lord, I didn't expect that my lord loves the little princess so much." The man in gray clothes said sentimentally.

    "Shen Jian, tell me how is today's situation?" The two of them talked for a long time in the study. When they came out, it was already Haishi.

    Wenwan returned to her residence and did not go to bed.  I went to the study to practice calligraphy. When I reached midnight, I went to bed and fell asleep amidst the urging of spring flowers.

    At dawn the next day, Wen Wan smelled the fragrance and opened her eyes drowsily.  Watching Xia He take away yesterday's chrysanthemums and replace them with a pot of bright peonies.

    Wen Wan pointed to the sky, Chunhua said it was the middle of the day, it should be about six o'clock.  Hearing this, he got up.  Chunhua persuaded her to sleep more, and she would be fine anyway.  Wen Wan shook her head firmly. After washing, she went to the study again. After practicing for half an hour, she wrote a piece of paper and asked Chunhua to send it to Prince Zheng.

    "Send this, miss, don't you have anything else to send?" Chunhua hesitated, so she just sent a piece of paper. What was the purpose of sending paper?

    In ancient times, many women were illiterate.  Not to mention maids, most girls from ordinary families are illiterate.

    Wen Wan nodded. Chunhua had no choice but to have someone send it over.  King Zheng went out early in the morning and just came back. As soon as he came back, he received something that Wen Wan brought over. He looked at it and smiled unconsciously.

    "My lord, what makes you so happy?" The man in gray clothes next to him asked strangely.  King Zheng handed it to him. The man in gray looked at it, smiled, and said nothing.

    Just after breakfast, the nanny came and taught her a lot of things in detail. The summary of those contents is how to be a rich lady of the upper class, a noble person, and a person who cannot be ignored or despised.

    "Your Majesty, Master Ping, the fifth son of Duke Ping, and his wife would like to see you." Butler Lin reported.  King Zheng said coldly and disappeared.  Then he ordered not to spread the news to the backyard.

    Ping Xiangxi and An Xiangxiu waited at the gate for a long time, but the door still didn't open.  Afterwards, he went back in despair.

    "We have been there for two days, husband, even if we neglected to take care of him before. But now that we have gone to pick him up in person, we are still making such a big deal out of Giotto. It doesn't matter that I am the stepmother, you are his biological father.  How can I take your father seriously? How can I be such a daughter if I rely on the support of the prince?" An Xiangxiu was full of resentment, but her face was still soft and weak, and she was not lovable.  She really hated it to death.  Why is it so good? This girl is not dead, but she is causing troubleWhat a big turmoil.  She was also implicated.

    "That child, after all, met the person with the evil heart. It is understandable that he is a little angry." Ping said gently to Xi.

    "I know, I know that the master suspected that it was me. But, how could I do such a thing. It was the old lady's idea to send her to the country, and I also begged for a long time that day. These husbands are all  I saw it with my own eyes. A few days ago, I thought that when this child is older, he should learn some things that girls need to learn, such as female precepts and nuptials, so that it will be easier to find a good family.  . But who could imagine that such a sinister person could commit such a heinous crime? Husband, if I really can¡¯t tolerate this child, why would I take her back?  My daughter will be someone else's in the future. It won't bother me to buy her a generous dowry. Why would I want to be that evil person and take that risk?  Blood and bones, I will not bring trouble to Shang Qi Shang Lin," An Xiangxiu said with tears streaming down his face.

    "I didn't say it was your fault. However, it is inevitable that my father and eldest brother will be angry after being reprimanded by the emperor. We just have to endure it. When we take Qingyuan home, our father's anger will subside. You can treat Qingyuan well when the time comes.  Then father will know that you are not that kind of person," Ping Xiangxi comforted.

    "Yeah." He responded in a low voice.  He lowered his eyes, knowing that no matter how well he did, the Duke would not like him.

    The two returned home and entered the dormitory.  Ping Xiangxi went to the Duke of Guo.

    "Nanny, tell me why I put in so much effort. That girl is not dead. Could it be that I really want to kill that girl? God can't take it." An Xiangxiu's eyes were full of anger.  That day the dealer said it was done perfectly.  But he didn't expect that he wasn't dead at all.  Now that this dead girl has the prince as her backer, she will definitely take revenge in the future.

    "Since he's not dead, we have to bring him back. Miss, we have to plan carefully. My son has already inquired about the news. This child is definitely not a good scumbag. Miss, we have to deal with it carefully. Otherwise, we will all be in big trouble." Then  Wan Pozi told everything she had learned.

    "Miss, not to mention the Marquis, she even deceived Prince Zhao. Do you think she is still a simple person? And now that Grandpa Zheng is backing her, the emperor will also stand up for her. So, we must be careful.  Be careful." Seeing An's silence, Wan Pozi said carefully.

    "Don't worry, Mom, I will do it." From a concubine, she climbed to where she is today.  How could he be defeated by such a little girl?

    In Prince Zheng¡¯s Mansion, Dong Xue was extremely dissatisfied with Wen Wan.

    "Humph, she's just an illegitimate daughter. She thinks she's some noble thing. Just because she looks like the prince, she thinks she's so great." Dongxue couldn't stand Wen Wan, and Wen Wan was so disrespectful.  I was extremely dissatisfied to give him face.  In the past, even the housekeeper avoided her.  Unexpectedly, he would be suppressed like this by a girl now.  He looked down upon the little girls with disdain.  Several little maids were very afraid of her, so they all nodded in agreement.

    Wen Wan was practicing calligraphy in the study when King Zheng introduced an old man in.  He felt Wenwan's pulse, pondered for a while, and then felt her pulse carefully.  Nodding towards King Zheng, King Zheng followed him out of the outer room.

    "Mr. Wang, is there any cure for this mute disease?" King Zheng asked with some expectancy.

    "Miss, she suffered from heat poisoning in the womb and was not treated in time when she was born. If she had been treated since she was a child, she would have been cured by now." She stroked the beard on her chin.

    "Then, is there no treatment left?" King Zheng was a little disappointed.

    "Fortunately, Miss is still young. If it had been two years later, she would not have been cured. But she needs to be treated slowly first, and then I will give her golden needles to remove the heat and dissipate the poison. However, Miss' mute disease is not temporary.  It can be cured in no time," Dr. Wang said slowly, ignoring the anxiety of the people next to him.

    "It's good to have hope. As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter how long it takes." King Zheng said with a smile.

    Dr. Wang is the most famous doctor in the palace, specializing in treating difficult and complicated diseases.  Now that he has hope, he will never leave.  Hope everything goes well.

    Next, Wen Wan becomes pitiful.  I have to drink medicine every day, bitter Chinese medicine, and then tonics.  Ginseng, bird's nest, velvet antler, cordyceps, precious and tonic medicines came every once in a while, making Wen Wan feel like she was made of gold.  No, gold is not that expensive!

    In the afternoon, Chunhua took her to the front yard.  Looking at the layout, it is a study room.  When I walked in, I saw a serious-looking old man in his fifties.

    After the apprenticeship ceremony, the husband began to teach her how to read.  Start learning from the most basic Three Character Classic. The teacher reads it, Wen Wan looks at the book, and then??, basically, I already know all the words.  I was delighted to find a teacher and wandered around there.  Looking at Wenwan, there was ecstasy, but also deep regret, and he kept muttering pity, pity, pity.

    Since Wen Wan followed her husband, she wanted to learn more words so that she could get rid of the days of illiteracy as soon as possible.  She can't speak now, so she has to write a lot of things.  so.  Study hard.  I went to class every day, studied my books the rest of the time, and practiced calligraphy in the study room at night until the end of the day.

    "Miss, you don't have to go to class this morning. The embroidery girl will come over later to measure your size and make you some new clothes. The prince also sent people to ask the shopkeepers of several jewelry stores to send some jewelry. Let you  Pick the jewelry you like." After hearing this, Wen Wan waved her hand and said just pick two.

    After giving instructions, I still went to the study room. The teacher probably got the news and didn't come.  Wen Wan practiced calligraphy by herself.  After a while, the teacher came outside the room, looked at Wen Wan practicing calligraphy with concentration, and nodded secretly.  Walk in and continue the class.
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