"I'll make some fun too. This is one I have collected, and you can also taste it."

Grandma San also happily ordered her incense and let them try to taste it.

Zi Lan quickly smelled the correct proportions. When she looked up, she found that Yang shook her head slightly at her with a serious expression. She couldn't understand the meaning, and it was not good to make the customer lose face.

Zi Lan lowered her head and wrote slowly, looking calm and calm.

The two finished writing almost at the same time, but Qi Lingyun raised his hand first, but Zilan drank it and checked it again, which wasted time.

"Then you say it."

"This is Li Wanghua's immersion.

The agarwood is no matter how much it is, it is broken, steamed by fragrant flowers, peach, osmanthus, orange flowers or orange leaves.

Use rose flowers with dew and pick a bowl, put them in a porcelain box, cover them with paper, steam them in a steamer, and take them out after eating.

Keep the juice and soak the agarwood, and the sun is exposed to the sun and dry. This method is soaked in the agarwood and burned. The most wonderful thing is that it has a floral fragrance when burned."

"It's not bad, it's very good. You guessed it right, I'll give you this incense product as a gift."

Grandma San nodded with a kind smile.

"Thank you, old lady, Ling Yun likes it very much. Thank you, Sister Lan, you are better than me in the incense pills. I saw my aunt shake her head at you, so you gave in to me. But I like grandma's gift so much, so I won't refuse you."

Zi Lan was slightly stunned and then laughed, "Sister is the one who plays very well among the sisters I met. If my sister doesn't dislike me, I will write a letter to my sister. We often come and go.

I have other incense dishes at home that can be tasted by my sister and we communicate with each other.”

This is the first time Zilan takes the initiative to make friends with others. In the past, others take the initiative. She likes Ling Yun's simple and open-minded character and wants to make friends with her.

"We are already friends and good sisters. We have all fought with fragrance. You must write me a letter. When I come back and send you a post to play at my house, I will have so fragrant at home."

Qi Lingyun nodded frequently with joy and liked this sister very much. She was smart and understanding, and even willing to give in and save her face. She was younger than herself and wanted to be a confidant.

"OK."

When Mrs. Qi and Mrs. Yang saw that they had a good time, they smiled comfortably.

As a best friend, you need your mother to check your character before you can make friends. Wouldn’t it be a scam for your daughter to make bad friends?

The Song family and the Qi family are family friends, and their family style is very honest and honest. The children will not be raised in a wrong way, and there is no such thing as a petty family. It is the most suitable to be friends and best friends.

Mrs. Qi came here this time and had something to discuss with the Song family, so the children stepped down to play in the garden.

The little sisters play very well. They are all girls from aristocratic families with very well-educated temperament and can be talked about with each other.

Qi Lingyun and Zilan were very close to each other, and both thought that the other party was very knowledgeable, had a good conversation, and had a frank character, and felt that they had met too late.

At noon, I had a meal at the Song Family Hall and the sisters accompanied me. After the meal, Mrs. Qi took her daughter back. Before leaving, Qi Lingyun still reluctantly explained, "Sister Lan, write me a letter."

"Okay, I can't forget."

Zilan nodded with a smile.

When she returned home, Song Zhengtian asked, "I met the Qi family, is it okay?"

"Okay, Lingyun has a solid knowledge, there are really people outside of him."

Zi Lan was also quite moved in her heart. The daughter of a large clan should not be underestimated.

"Well, you should learn strategy and articles. From now on, I will give me three articles and two strategy comments every week."

Song Zhengtian did not retain the teachings just because Zilan was a girl. On the contrary, he had the same teaching methods as his son. The main reason was that Zilan was very hardworking and was smart and willing to learn.

Therefore, Zilan learned the same imperial examination method as boys. Song Zhengtian found that Zilan was very sensitive to business and economics, and many of his ideas were novel and interesting, and he felt that he should raise his daughter well.

But Zilan's poor articles are a shortcoming, which is a common problem among modern people. She wrote too vernacular and lacked literary talent, which made him very disgusted and decided to strengthen guidance in this regard.

"Oh well."

Song Zhengtian left her a question and wrote an article based on this question. It doesn’t matter whether it is good or not. Everyone has learned it bit by bit. No one is born to do eight-legged essays.

Zilan and Ziyan learned faster than their peers because they were taught by their father, but they also put in a lot of effort more than others.

She wanted to write down the topic and then go to the Song Family Library to find some books to read. This is a bit similar to making papers. She also needs to find the source if she wants to quote classics. She can't just talk nonsense. Song Zhengtian really knows how to make a move.

You can do something bad, but you can't be perfunctory. This is a matter of attitude.

Zi Yan laughed a little while aside, Song Zhengtian turned around and asked with a stern face: "Why are you laughing at? You have a question, and your sister has also started to learn eight-legged essays. If you write worse than her, I will beat you three times a day. Your sister has studied it more than two years later than you."

Song Ziyan Kaba Kaba's eyes looked bitter, "Oh, I understand."

"I'll try to have a Tongsheng next year, but I can't break my legs."

The Tongsheng exam is not difficult, but it is not simple. For the Song family, Tongsheng and scholars must pass, otherwise they will get out of the clan school.

As long as the Song family reaches age, one is counted as one. Almost most of the school is full of Tongsheng, scholars and juren. It is not surprising at all. The Song family is a family of farming and studying, which is a basic requirement.

Zilan covered her mouth and smiled at her brother in a narrow smile, her eyes curled up very happily.

Zi Yan snorted at his sister in discontentment, flattened her mouth, "I understand."

Then Song Zhengtian snorted and let his son go, and continued to explain to the two of them.

After giving Zi Lan a lecture to Zi Yan, Zi Lan went to the bookshelf to draw a book and sat in front of his desk to read the book quietly. This is what the father and son have to do every day.

After finally finishing the talk to his son, Song Zhengtian drank a cup of tea and said, "It's time for you two to build a study room alone. Is it appropriate for Lan'er to put it in the front yard or the back yard."

Song Zhengtian muttered and thought about it in his heart.

"Dad should put it in the front yard. My sister has already started to take charge of the Song family affairs. I looked coldly at my grandmother and the others who wanted to train my sister vigorously, and they might have to take over the entire family affairs in the future.

It is essential to meet the manager when you meet, and it seems inappropriate to let the manager go to the backyard. It is better to meet in the study."

Zi Yan thought about it and gave himself advice.

Song Zhengtian also lowered his head and thought, nodded slightly, "Well, that's the same. It's true, there are two yards next to the left and right next to my yard. It was originally intended to build a study for you, and now I can clean it up."

The men and women are on the left and right, and they are settled down like this. The two courtyards are the same, both facing north and south, and the sun is transparent. Song Zhengtian is an action-oriented faction and does what he says.

In less than half a month, I cleaned up the two study rooms with a small yard, but Zilan's was obviously more elegant and elegant than Ziyan's study room, and even the antique calligraphy and paintings were twice as many as Ziyan's.

Zi Yan walked around her sister's study and pouted jealously, "Mom, look, my father is too partial. I have nothing in the house. I can't even put down my sister. The bed in the study is better than mine and more comfortable than mine."
Chapter completed!