The female supporting role is as beautiful as a flower (wearing a book)

Xiao Yixuan had no choice but to explain: "It's that Song Qingmei today, you find someone to check her details."

Ankang immediately wrote it down, and after a while, he tentatively asked again: "My lord, do you think it's strange, that Song Qing, we have seen her before, she is so ugly, it is shocking, how come Splash this pot of vinegar water on it today, and you will become a beautiful girl!"

Xiao Yixuan raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and said, "If I knew, would I still ask you to investigate?"

Ankang puffed his mouth, knowing that he didn't dare to talk much now, so he stood up silently and continued to wipe that shelf.Xiao Yixuan rolled his eyes and said: "I'm a little interested now. I tried her just now, and her current face seems to be real. However, since she can change her appearance and sneak into the palace, she can keep up with her." There must be some secrets about her because she has something to do with what happened next time."

Ankang nodded.He thought for a while, and then said again: "My lord, now that you have taken her into your room as a concubine, are you going to rest in her room tonight?"

Xiao Yixuan raised his eyes and looked at him: "When did I say that I would take her as a concubine? Why do you think so?"

Ankang asked suspiciously: "Then, my lord, you still..."

Xiao Yixuan raised his thin lips lightly, and said: "It's just my intuition, I think this woman can help me in the future."

At this time, the last stream of fine sand flowed from the sand table on the desk.Xiao Yixuan took a look, took off the mink fur cloak he was wearing, and put on the pure white crane cloak he was wearing just now, carefully placed the sandalwood Buddha beads just now on a small wooden tray, and went to the Buddhist hall by himself.

Song Qingjin lived in Ningshuang Pavilion for a few days, and gradually became acquainted with Cuimeng and Baoxue.Cuimeng is quick-witted and has good eyesight, while Baoxue is honest and mature. He has also read some poems and books, so he has some knowledge.Song Qingjin also wanted to get along well with these two, after all, she was in this huge palace, and she needed someone who could be with her and support each other.

However, just having two people is not enough.Song Qingjin thought for a while, Xiao Yixuan was naturally not easy to get close to.Besides, he was suspicious by nature, even if Song Qingjin knew the general direction of things in the future, even if he told him, Xiao Yixuan would not believe it, and would push himself to death if he didn't pursue him.

After careful consideration, Song Qingjin felt that it was more important to get the old concubine's favor first.She sent Baoxue to inquire carefully, and learned that the old concubine devoted herself to worshiping the Buddha recently, and she spent half a day in the Buddhist hall.Song Qingjin thought for a while, and planned to make a string of Buddha states for the old concubine herself, and asked the eminent monks from the temple outside to consecrate it, and then hand-copied the Buddhist scriptures, always giving the old concubine a better first impression of herself, Only in the future can we gain a foothold in this house.

On this day, the weather was fine, and in early spring, the weather gradually warmed up.Zhao Ning and Baoxue went out of the yard together, thinking of wandering around in the palace, they turned to the peony garden, and saw that the servants were cultivating the peonies in the garden.Baoxue quietly told Song Qingjin from the side: "The old concubine likes flowers the most, especially peonies and peonies. I heard from the older nuns in the mansion that when the late emperor was here, the toffee was favored, and the late emperor specially gave it to her. She made a little garden full of beautiful flowers."

Song Qingjin looked at it and said, "Then the late emperor really loved the concubine, and their relationship must be very good."

Speaking of this, Baoxue laughed and said: "Everyone said that because the old concubine guarded those flowers every day when she was pregnant with the prince, the prince was so handsome when he was born!"

After saying this, Song Qingjin couldn't help laughing, it seems that the ancient people already knew about prenatal education.She took Baoxue's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go ahead and have a look."

The two walked forward along the long and thin gravel path, and when they reached the side of Rose, they saw a little girl holding an official kiln flower pot, talking to the gardener squatting on the ground.Baoxue pulled Song Qingjin over and saluted the woman, "Hi sister Hongliu, why are you interested in visiting the garden?"

Song Qingjin knew that Hongliu was the old concubine's personal servant girl, and she always took care of close affairs.She nodded slightly, as if to say hello to her.Hongliu looked at Song Qingjin, then at Baoxue, and said, "I don't know why, the leaves of the peony flowers raised by the old concubine are all yellow, and after a few days, it's still not good, so I'll ask, look Let's see if there is any gardener who can keep this potted flower well."

Baoxue looked at it, and the leaves of the potted flower were indeed all yellow, and the flower buds were all wilted, as if it was about to die.Song Qingjin looked at the potted flower for a while, and said tentatively, "Sister Hongliu, can you give me a try on this potted flower?"

Hongliu looked at her incredulously, and said, "Here? Will you serve flowers?"

Song Qingmei smiled at Hongliu, and said, "I'm willing to try my best. Sister Hongliu, in short, with this potted flower, it might not be easy to keep it alive. Why don't you give it a try, maybe? Still alive."

Hongliu thought for a while before handing the flowerpot to Song Qingjin's hands, and said: "This pot of peony flowers is the last thing left to the old concubine when the late emperor left. It is very kind to the old concubine. important."

Song Qingjin bit her lip and said, "I know, please don't worry, sister Hongliu. When you go back, you can tell the old concubine that I want to bring this potted flower to support myself. If something happens, I can't blame Hongliu elder sister."

Hongliu's face softened a little, and she said to Song Qingjin: "You are sensible, then you can take this flower back, but I have to tell you in advance, if something happens, the old concubine If you don't forgive me, there's nothing I can do."

Song Qingjin nodded and agreed: "Sister Hongliu, don't worry, I know." She took the pot of half-dead flowers from Hongliu's hand, and watched her leave.

After Red Willow left, Song Qingmei turned around, hugged the flower pot, and went back to Ningshuang Pavilion behind the corner door.Unexpectedly, just after leaving the gate of the garden, a gust of wind blew up, Song Qingmei immediately turned around, took off the smoky pink brocade jacket she was wearing outside, and wrapped the flower pots.

Baoxue was surprised and said: "Miss Qing, what are you doing? Although it is said that it is spring, but the weather is still cold, take off this jacket, what if you catch the wind and cold?"

Song Qingjin shook her head and said, "It's okay, I must save this potted flower right now. It's much more delicate than me now." As she spoke, she picked up the flowerpot and walked quickly to Ningshuang Pavilion.The two left in a hurry, neither of them noticed Xiao Yixuan and Ankang who were walking behind, and they had a panoramic view of their flustered appearance.

Ankang took the lead and said to Xiao Yixuan: "My lord, why did this young girl run away with a pot of flowers in her arms?"

Xiao Yixuan looked at her and replied, "This is the flower of my concubine mother. She seems to be dying. She probably volunteered to help her concubine take care of it." Xiao Yixuan had half a bundle of black hair, tied up with a white jade hairpin , the sword eyebrows are raised lightly, the phoenix eyes are slightly raised, handsome like a person in a painting.

Ankang curled his lips, and said: "I heard that the potted flower is very precious to the concubine. If Miss Qing kills it, will the concubine want to punish her?"

Xiao Yixuan replied indifferently: "I have to take care of the things I take care of, whether they are good or bad. Let's just watch. We don't know how many things and secrets there are about this woman."

Xiao Yixuan looked at the back of Song Qingmei leaving, and continued; "Where is the person sent to her?"

Ankang immediately replied: "Going back to the prince, Madam Xia has already passed, and she has sent a message to the prince just now, saying that the prince can rest assured. Once she has checked it out, she will reply to your words."

Xiao Yixuan snorted coldly, and said: "Tell her, if she can't do this well, then I don't want to see her again." After Xiao Yixuan said lightly, he turned and left.

Suining stood at the same place, waited for a while, then found another servant, and told him to go to the Ningshuang Pavilion to pass the message, and told Xiao Yixuan's instructions in detail to the mother named Xia.

But Song Qingjin and Baoxue returned to Ningshuang Pavilion, and Cuimeng was watching people put things away on the first floor, when she saw the flower pot wrapped in Song Qingjin's arms, she asked, "Why did you bring back a pot of flowers that were dying?" gone?"

Song Qingjin entered the house, put the flower pot on the window sill, and said, "This is the old concubine's flower. I asked Sister Hongliu to bring it. If we can save it, we will have accomplished a great feat."

Cuimeng stepped forward to look at it, and said: "This flower is from the Erguo in the South China Sea. It's called white jade peony. It grows beautiful. It blooms every year, and the whole room is full of fragrance. How can it become like this now?" gone?"

She twirled the leaves that were almost all yellow, and said, "I'm afraid this flower will never grow. Miss Qing, even if you take it back, you may not be able to save it."

Song Qingjin shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. Let's take a look first. Anyway, a dead horse is treated like a living horse. What if it is saved?"

Both Baoxue and Cuimeng stepped aside, watching how Song Qingjin handled it.She stepped forward, put the flower pot in the sun, turned the soil with a small wooden shovel, then turned her head, and said to the two: "Go outside and find a new flower pot, Take a basin of water and put it under the sun for two or three days."

After the two did so, Song Qingjin didn't touch it first, but observed it for half the morning, thinking that the leaves of the flower turned yellow due to lack of fertilizer.When she was young, she worked part-time in the flower shop of her aunt's house for a period of time. She knew that if the flowers got this disease, it was mostly because the fertilizer was not good, so some compound fertilizers needed to be applied.

But right now here, where can I get any compound fertilizers.After thinking about it for a while, she decided to follow the old aunt's method of making organic fertilizers, use the existing materials, mix some out, and put them in the flower pots of peony.

In the afternoon, the three of them started to get busy.Song Qingjin found wheat bran, brown sugar, cornmeal, and a little soybean powder. According to her previous memory, she mixed the fertilizer little by little, and after an afternoon in the sun, she took it back into the house.

Next, the last step is about to be carried out, which is also the most difficult step.Song Qingjin put the flowerpot on the ground, and used a larger shovel to uproot the healthy peony tree.Baoxue and Cuimeng stood on the side, both terrified. According to their thinking, since Song Qingmei took the flower, it must have died.

The author has something to say: The fertilizer formula in this chapter may be a bit unscientific, just take it for fun, haha

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