The Duke's Daughter is Reborn

Following Mr. Yang's busy studies, it has been April before we knew it.

As soon as winter was over, Yang Qi couldn't wait to take off his cotton-padded clothes. In the Duke's Mansion, except for the time on the road, he basically stayed in the house, and wearing cotton-padded clothes was really a bit hot.

After class, Yang Lan called Yang Qi and said, "Third sister, the Yongyi Marquis' Mansion will celebrate my uncle's birthday in five days. Grandmother said that you should go with me then."

Yang Qi was unwilling to do so. Although Feng Lian of the Yongyi Marquis Mansion was quite nice to him in this life, Mr. Yang had recently increased the speed of teaching, which was nearly twice as fast as at the beginning. He stayed up late to review his lessons every day. Without Yang Lan's photographic memory, Yang Qi could only spend more time and effort.

Mr. Yang gave me very few holidays, so I had to make good use of this rare time to read books and prepare for Mr. Yang's lectures in advance. But now, it was the old lady who asked me to go to the Yongyi Marquis's mansion to celebrate his birthday, and I couldn't refuse: "Second sister, I'm going there, so I should prepare some gifts."

Yang Lan smiled and said, "Don't worry. Since we are representing the Duke of Song's Mansion, Grandmother and Second Aunt will prepare all the necessary items. However, I will prepare a separate copy for my uncle."

Yang Qi nodded. Feng Jun, the eldest son of Marquis Yongyi, had always been trying to appease Yang Lan. So for Yang Lan's birthday this time, he would naturally prepare some gifts to express his feelings.

After dinner, Nanny Zhu and Mother Fan arranged the supplies for Yang Qi to practice calligraphy and then left.

Yang Qi rubbed his sore arm. After practicing day after day, his whole arm felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Zong Yue listened to He's mother's advice and prepared ointment for Yang Qi, which was better to apply every day. But this time, Zong Yue had been in Xihu for so long, and although he prepared some before leaving, it was not enough.

When Yang Qi picked up the pen, he felt his entire right hand shaking. What should he do? The situation tomorrow will definitely be more serious than today.

Inadvertently, Yang Qi looked at his left hand. There are many left-handed people in the world, so he thought that the left hand could also write. So Yang Qi put down the pen with his right hand, picked up the pen with his left hand, dipped it in ink, and practiced writing on paper.

Mother He got the news that Zong Yue had sent a letter back, so she went out to get the letter: "Miss, Zong Yue's letter has arrived."

Hearing He's mother's voice, Yang Qi didn't stop what he was doing, but his heart paused. After being gone for a few months, Zong Yue finally sent news.

After writing a paragraph, Yang Qi looked at the words on the wall and shook his head. They were so ugly. After nearly a year of practice and with Mr. Yang's guidance, the words he wrote with his right hand were becoming more and more elegant.

But writing with my left hand is really not smooth, so my writing is not only slow but also ugly.

Mother He looked at the young lady's calligraphy and felt that it was a little strange, but she couldn't see what was strange. It was not until Yang Qi took the letter from her hand with her right hand that Mother He noticed that the young lady was actually writing with her left hand! This is too amazing.

Yang Qi opened Zong Yue's long letter, which recorded that he had found medicinal herbs and a distribution center in Xihu, and described in detail the current status of Xihu medicinal herbs. The last sentence of the letter was "Pinella ternata grows in May, I wonder if you have ordered it in advance."

Yang Qi and Zong Yue developed a set of secret codes, which is to use the name of medicinal materials to convey messages. The flowers are blooming in the pinellia, the leaves are delicate, and the pinellia is in full bloom. This means that there is a problem with Xihu at present. Some forces have infiltrated. The distribution of forces is very subtle, but once the time comes, it will become a powerful force. However, these are all Zong Yue's intuitions, and there is no direct evidence.

Yang Qi took a pen and paper and wrote back to Zong Yue: "Now that there are so many medicinal herbs in Xihu, you should work hard here and try to build a medicinal herb line from Xihu to Beijing, so that the medicine shop does not have to rely entirely on medicinal herb merchants near Beijing. Now, Guangming Medicine Shop has found a new person to manage it, so you can rest assured to open it in Xihu."

Yang Qi and Zong Yue used a secret code, mainly to keep an eye out. Although Yang Qi was not conspicuous at the moment, it was hard to say who would notice her. In this way, even if someone saw the letter, they would not know the real meaning of the message.

Yang Qi's little plan soon paid off. That is, as soon as the letter was delivered to the post office by He's mother, it was copied exactly the next moment by Peilin's people.

When the Yongyi Marquis's grandfather celebrated his birthday, Yang Qi and Yang Lan got up early in the morning to pack up and then took a carriage to the Yongyi Marquis's mansion. As the granddaughter of the Yongyi Marquis, Yang Lan had to help entertain the guests on such occasions, so she naturally couldn't be late.

As soon as she got on the carriage, Yang Qi took out a book she had brought with her and started reading. Yang Lan was a little helpless: "Third sister, Madam Li said that reading in a carriage is very harmful to the eyes."

Yang Qi was somewhat helpless: "Second sister, I know that too. However, the progress and speed of the teacher's lectures have obviously accelerated recently. If I don't work harder, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up."

Having studied with Yang Qi for such a long time, Yang Lan understood Yang Qi's character, that he was persistent and stubborn. She also knew that Mr. Yang had indeed sped up a lot recently.

Knowing that he couldn't persuade Yang Qi, Yang Lan could only let it go.

Arriving at the Yongyi Marquis's residence, Yang Qi followed Yang Lan to pay respects to the old lady and Feng Jun, then found a small pavilion with few people to sit and wait for a while. Yang Qi really didn't want to waste her time in a daze, and now she wanted to use a quarter of an hour as two quarters of an hour every day.

However, in this situation, if I start reading, it would be out of line. Now that I am a disciple of Mr. Yang, I am already hated enough, so I have to be careful. I don't have a strong background like Yang Lan, so I still have to be humble.

Watching Feng Lian and Yang Lan dealing with the various noble ladies, Yang Qi took a short break to eat some fruit and enjoy the scenery.

Every girl has her own familiar buddies, and they stand in groups of three or four in the backyard. There are few girls like Yang Lan who sit alone, but they do exist.

When Yang Qi was doing nothing, he saw Yang Lan and Bai Yuxin walking over together. Seeing them talking and laughing, he would have thought they were old friends. But Yang Qi knew that they were both very good at putting on a show. They were not familiar with each other during the Chinese New Year, but now they can chat happily with each other.

When she came to Yang Qi, she smiled very politely: "Miss Bai, Second Sister."

Bai Yuxin was not as cold as before: "This is Sister Yangqi, right? From now on, just call me Sister Yuxin. We are both disciples of the master, so there is no need to be so polite."

Just as Yang Qi changed her words, a woman in imperial robes, followed by six maids, came over and said, "I've always heard that Miss Bai is the most talented woman in the Tianyuan Dynasty. Now that we've met, we must open your eyes!"