V2.Chapter 114

When Yan Jiuchao returned to the mansion, Yu Wan was no longer in the house and went to work in the kitchen. She was learning how to make rose gravy with the cook.

This rose brine was only known by Mrs. Tuodu's blessing. That day, Mrs. Du's rose brine in Tianxianglou fell to the ground, and she could still feel drooling when she recalled the aroma of the rose.

The uncle can also do it, but the country can't get such high-quality ingredients, and only Uncle Wan, a flower-loving steward, built a conservatory in the young master's mansion to grow roses.

Rose brine is not difficult to do. Wash the fresh petals and dry them in the shade, spread them in a bowl, layer by layer of petals and layer by layer of sugar, and stack them layer by layer until the bowl is full, and then use a stone pestle to mash it into flower mud. Pound out the clumps with a crystal texture, and a bowl of sweet and delicious rose brine is completed.

Yu Wan went to the pavilion of Qingfengyuan with the rose brine. Such a good thing can only be eaten comfortably while watching the scenery.

"Go and see if the young master is back, and call the young master too." Yu Wan said to Tao'er and Li'er.

The two responded respectfully, and hurriedly went to find someone, Tao'er went to the front yard, and Li'er went to the garden.

The three little guys didn't have Yu Wan to watch, they began to turn into runaway little wild horses, rampaged around the house, and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Pear fluttered in the garden.

Tao'er actually received Yan Jiuchao.

Yan Jiuchao walked to Qingfengyuan in a wheelchair. Halfway through, the branches above his head rubbed, and Yan Jiuchao received a son who fell from a banyan tree.

Yan Jiuchao: "..."

little baby:"……"

The taste of letting my father grab the bag is simply not very good. The three little guys let Ying Shisan catch them and stand in the corner, obediently thinking about it.

"Young... Young Master..." Li'er came over out of breath and gave a salute, "The young lady has made a rose gravy, waiting for the young master and the young master to taste it."

The little ears of the milk packs stood up, and they turned around and peeked at their father.

"Go back and clean up you!" Yan Jiuchao brought the three little guys back to Qingfengyuan.

The three of them washed their hands obediently, climbed onto the stone bench and sat down.

Yu Wan brought out four bowls of rose brine, three small bowls for her sons, and one large bowl for Yan Jiuchao: "Don't you like sour? I put some hawthorn in yours."

Yan Jiuchao took a sip.

In the past, when I lost my sense of taste, I felt that the dishes she made had a little taste, but now I can slowly taste a very light sour taste. When I eat the things she makes, I only feel more flavorful.

"Do you like it?" Yu Wan's eyes sparkled.

Yan Jiuchao didn't say a word, but the attitude that he couldn't stop the spoonful was clearly because he liked it very much.

The cook who looked here not far away couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. He could eat it so badly. The young master really doted on the young lady...

Yan Jiuchao quickly finished eating a large bowl of rose brine.

The three little milk buns pushed their bowl in front of him with great filial piety.

Yan Jiuchao's heart was moved, that's all, for the filial piety of his sons, he won't punish them for a while.

The three little milk buns look cute.

Daddy thinks too much, in fact, they just don't want to eat, they escaped the disaster!

...

It's not unreasonable for Uncle Wan to assist the two princes to fight out of the cold palace. Yu Wan has never seen such a capable person. She only mentioned yesterday that Yu Song should be admitted to the Imperial College. This morning, Uncle Wan will complete the formalities Now, after lunch, she took Yu Song to the Imperial College Examination. Yu Wan seriously doubted that ordinary people could not get this kind of treatment. Uncle Wan used the identity of the young master to oppress people, but this is understandable, he is obviously the young master. The people of the government still have to follow the process of ordinary people, isn't it hypocritical?

Yu Song's results were announced on the spot, and he was admitted to Master Liao's class.

"Master Liao, how is it?" Yu Wan looked at Uncle Wan who returned to the manor.

Uncle Wan smiled and said, "Of course Master Liao is fine."

The bad thing is that his class is the worst in the country, and the entire capital's thorns are all in it.

However, as long as the second son is willing to work hard, he will be able to be promoted to a class in the next exam. After all, there are very few people like Zhao Heng who are admitted to class A with only one test. level up.

Yu Wan inquired more about the Guozijian, and found that the Guozijian in the Great Zhou Dynasty even had scholarships, and the top three judged by Jijiu every month could receive 52 to 10 taels of silver prizes. This may be in the capital. It's nothing, but putting it in the countryside is a family's chew for the whole year.

"Zhao Heng received it?" Yu Wan asked.

Uncle Wan nodded: "He ranks first in the top three every month."

That is 10 taels. God is really kind to him. He can earn 10 taels of silver a month after studying.

Yu Song is a related household, and he spent a huge amount of stipend to get a place, so there is no need to tell Yu Song, the second brother can study with peace of mind, Yu Wan does not want him to have a psychological burden.

Yan Jiuchao said that Yu Song would not live at home for a few days, but Yu Wan did not expect that it would only be one day. After completing the admission procedures, Yu Song couldn’t wait to see her classmates. Yu Wan remembered that it was the same way when she went to a dormitory school in her previous life. Impatient, he smiled understandingly, and asked someone to prepare a carriage and send Yu Song to the Imperial College in person.

Yu Wan counted Yu Song's luggage and said, "I put the clothes in this bag, the money is also in it, and the pen, ink and paper are all in the box... By the way, I have prepared a few handkerchiefs, you remember to use them."

"Okay, okay, I understand, why are you like my mother?" Yu Song lost his temper after being nagged.

Yu Wan couldn't help laughing, yes, she used to be the least talkative, but since she became a mother and wife, she has become more talkative.

The brothers and sisters talked for a while at the entrance of Guozijian. Just as Yu Song was about to go in, Zhao Heng appeared.

Zhao Heng was with a few classmates, and they went to buy a calligraphy together. Just returning from the street, Zhao Heng saw the luxurious four-horse carriage at a glance. It is not the royal family who can ride this kind of carriage in the capital. As far as the prince was concerned, he couldn't help but take a second glance around him, only to find Yu Wan walking down from the carriage.

Yu Wan is wearing a red and white wide-sleeved fairy dress, the red is extremely positive, which makes her bright and gorgeous. The white collar, cuffs and skirt make her beautiful and clean, her temperament is quiet and tranquil, and her smile is clear. Shallow and gentle, his face was still that face, but Zhao Heng was stunned and didn't dare to recognize it.

Is this still the village girl who squatted by the dirty fish pond and washed her face with stinky water in her hands? No one would believe that she was the daughter of a family of hairpins. Of course, she was holding the woman's bun, and she could tell that she was married.

There was a woman's charm between her eyebrows, which made people unable to look away.

"What are you looking at?" A classmate followed Zhao Heng's gaze, he recognized the cloud emblem on the carriage, "Ah, the carriage of Prince Yan's Mansion, that one is the new wife of Young Master Yan. ."

A woman with such an outstanding appearance and temperament would never be a servant of the young master's mansion, that would be too unreasonable.

Of course Zhao Heng already knew that Young Master Wan was Yan Jiuchao, but knowing that was one thing, seeing her marrying Yan Jiuchao with his own eyes was another.

He once thought that Awan was beautiful, but she was not as good as the daughter of the town, but looking at him now, he only felt that not to mention the daughter of the town, even the girl from Marshal Xiao's mansion made her compare her thoroughly.

Zhao Heng frowned, his hands buried under his wide sleeves clenched into fists.

"Why is the wife of the young master's mansion here?"

"I heard that she sent her brother to school."

Two students discuss.

"Let's go, don't look at it." The classmate urged Zhao Heng, Yan Jiuchao was not easy to mess with, let him know that they were staring at his wife, and what happened to them if they didn't get it right.

In fact, not only Zhao Heng looked at it, but the students passing by couldn't help but be attracted by Yu Wan. She was beautiful, but the most eye-catching thing was her serene and far-reaching aura.

"Hurry up and get in the car, Uncle Wan and I are in!" Yu Song also noticed that others were looking at him. He didn't want his sister to be surrounded by so many men.

Yu Song didn't see Zhao Heng, but Zhao Heng saw him.

"Nonsense." Zhao Heng muttered coldly after entering the Imperial College.

"What's wrong?" the classmate asked.

Zhao Heng paused: "It's not for studying."

A peasant who only knows how to dig out bird's nests all day long and scatter wild in the village, is it not a nonsense when he comes to Guozijian?

Zhao Heng, who was still amazed by Yu Wan's temperament just now, suddenly felt that Yu Wan was nothing more than that. He wanted to learn from the people in the city when he climbed the high branch, and he didn't even look at his brother's virtues. On the wall!