Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

Li Qingxun turned back curiously, wanting to take a look at the rising famous Lord Zhang Hean.

In Li Qingxun's opinion, the living conditions in ancient times were average, and there were no good skin care products. How handsome could men be? At best, they would stand out from the crowd, or be tall among short people.

Anyway, Li Qingxun didn’t think that many handsome men could be born in this feudal land.

The maid Yuan'er was trembling with fear. She pulled Li Qingxun's arm and said timidly, "Princess, why don't we leave quickly? The Seventh Princess has just been released from house arrest. If she sees you meeting Lord Zhang, she will definitely not let you go."

Li Qingxun held Yuan'er and stretched his neck, wanting to see what Zhang Hean looked like.

The early summer sun was bright and the crimson peonies in the courtyard were in full bloom. Li Qingxun caught a glimpse of a tall figure in a red official robe passing through the flowers and walking towards him.

Li Qingxun's gaze fell on that face.

In an instant, it seemed as if I saw the moon in the sky on a cold night, so high that it was out of reach.

Li Qingxun was stunned.

She couldn't help swallowing and muttered to herself: Oh my god, what a handsome man.

He is much better looking than the men in the research institute. Li Qingxun has never seen such a handsome man.

The face was too handsome, with cold and pale cheeks and perfect bone structure. The lapels of his bright red official robe were buttoned meticulously, and there was not a single flaw on his body. He was so handsome that it was simply breathtaking.

Li Qingxun couldn't help but keep watching.

I didn't expect that such beautiful flowers could grow in such a backward dynasty. Li Qingxun was eager to try, as if he had encountered a new and challenging research topic.

"Third Prince." Zhang Hean's voice was cold, "The meeting at Guangwen Hall is about to begin."

The third prince Li Ang smiled and said, "Oh, I was so busy chatting with my sixth sister that I forgot about the important matter. Sixth sister, I will go first and visit you another day."

Li Qingxun's attention was all on Zhang Hean.

The more I look, the more I like it.

Seeing the color makes you interested.

Zhang Hean turned around and bowed to Li Qingxun: "Greetings, Sixth Princess."

Li Qingxun's eyes fell on the collar of his chest. There was a pattern of embroidered cranes on it. Even through the thin red official uniform, he could already imagine his good figure.

Abs for sure!

Li Qingxun came over with a smile and said something shocking: "Master Zhang, can you see my abdominal muscles?"

Zhang Hean: ...

Third Prince Li Ang:...

Yuan'er's face flushed red, and she clutched Li Qingxun's arm tightly: "Princess! It's time to take the medicine! Let's go back to Qiuliang Palace, otherwise the medicine will get cold!"

Yuan'er used all her ancestral strength to drag the frantic Li Qingxun away. Even after being dragged away, Li Qingxun's sticky eyes still lingered on Zhang Hean for a long time.

It was as if he was going to strip the person naked alive.

The breeze blew, and the crucian carp forgotten on the ground jumped vigorously. Li Ang laughed: "Master Zhang, my sixth sister really loves you deeply, hahahaha."

Zhang Hean's face was cold and expressionless.

He bent down and picked up the fishing net left by the pool. It was a simple-shaped fishing net, with a simple mortise and tenon and lever structure, but it was cleverly matched.

The simplest wooden sticks and rags, with a few cuts from a knife, can be used to make a labor-saving fishing net.

Even the most experienced craftsman in the Creation Department would not be able to make a handy fishing net with such simple wood. Zhang Hean thought for a moment and put the crucian carp jumping on the ground back into the pool.

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Qiuliang Palace.

After drinking a large bowl of bitter Chinese medicine, Li Qingxun was bored and asked the palace maid Yuan'er to fetch some wood and hemp rope. She was always restless, and it was torture for her to stay in the house embroidering and learning etiquette like a lady from a wealthy family every day.

Li Qingxun used the tools skillfully to make a slingshot and a simple wooden bow, and also used stones to grind out a box of stone bullets.

She picked up the slingshot and the stone bullets and started to shoot the sparrows flying in the sky. The sparrows fell one by one. Yuan'er covered her face in fear and said, "Master, why are you playing with the slingshot?"

Li Qingxun said lazily: "If you don't want to play with slingshots, then give me several thousand tons of uranium ore, and then build a centrifuge to separate the ore. The extracted substances are heated at high temperatures to trigger nuclear fission, and then set off an ancient version of atomic bomb fireworks."

Yuan'er looked confused.

What centrifuge?

What fission?

I couldn't understand what my princess was saying.

After playing with the slingshot for an entire afternoon, Li Qingxun gradually lost interest in shooting birds.

She sat in the yard bored, it was too early to return to the modern times, and she was bored staying in the palace. Li Qingxun lay on the stone table, and Zhang Hean's cold face like the moon suddenly appeared in her mind.

The more Li Qingxun thought about it, the more obsessed he became: "How can a man be so good-looking? And wearing a red official robe, isn't it obvious that he is trying to seduce me?"

Life was boring in ancient times, and Zhang Hean was the first interesting thing she found.

He was like the bright moon in the sky and the blooming peony in the garden. Li Qingxun really wanted to play with him carefully several times and taste him.

As for whether Zhang Hean was willing to let her play, that was not within Li Qingxun's consideration.

Whatever she likes, whether it is top-notch experimental materials, top-notch experimental equipment, or top-notch beauties, she must get it.

"Princess, the chief eunuch is here to deliver the imperial decree!" Yuan'er ran in to remind her.

Li Qingxun put down the slingshot in his hand and went to receive the order.

Qiuliang Palace has always been quiet and deserted, with few outsiders setting foot in it. The chief eunuch of the emperor's side came in person to deliver the emperor's decree, so it must not be a trivial matter.

Li Qingxun knelt crookedly on the ground, listening attentively to the eunuch chief's announcement. The general meaning of the imperial decree was that the Sixth Princess should go to Guangwen Hall to study from now on, and study with several princes and princesses who were under the age of twenty.

Li Qingxun accepted the imperial edict.

She rubbed her sore knees, but she was still not used to kneeling in front of others.

She gritted her teeth secretly, thinking that one day, she would no longer need to kneel down humbly to others, even the feudal ancient times would have to submit to her feet.

"Why does the emperor want me to study at Guangwenguan?" Li Qingxun did not understand the profound meaning of the imperial edict.

Yuan'er answered her doubts: "The princess is getting older and will be talking about marriage soon. Let you learn more about poetry, books and etiquette, so that you will not be laughed at when you get married in the future."

Li Qingxun nodded, not quite understanding. It made sense.

The princess was born in an imperial family and was pampered since childhood, and was well versed in music, chess, calligraphy, painting and etiquette. But Li Qingxun was raised in a free-range environment since childhood, and could not read or write, and was even a layman in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The emperor planned to use Li Qingxun to win over the court officials through marriage, but he really had no chance to do so. He could only ask Li Qingxun to learn more knowledge and etiquette to improve his appearance.

Yuan Er said, "Princess, this is a rare opportunity. You are very smart and will definitely learn the art of music, chess, calligraphy and painting early on."

Li Qingxun hates music, chess, calligraphy and painting the most: "From now on, I will pretend to be sick and will not go to Guangwen Hall."

Yuan'er: "It's Master Zhang He'an who's teaching."

Li Qingxun immediately changed his words: "Knowledge is the ladder of human progress, and science students cannot look down on liberal arts and art students."