[Qing wear + Red Mansions] Guide to the Prince's Pampering Wife

Daiyu was puzzled: "What is "Lucky Come"? I haven't heard of it?"

Although she hadn't learned the piano for long, she had heard Jia Min talk about ancient and modern repertoires, but this "Good Luck" was unheard of.

Yin Zuo smiled mysteriously: "This song will be very popular in the future."

Daiyu tilted her head, not quite understanding the logic of this sentence.

Yinzuo didn't say any more, just said: "I'll hum a little bit for you."

"Good Luck Comes" has been popular in later generations for many years. Yinzuo should not be too familiar with it, so he sang a section immediately. In order to look more festive, his expression has become much richer.

The cheerful movements and immature children's voices make the lively tune a bit more happy and joyful, as if through this note, you can see the carefree people living in the prosperous age.

At the end of the song, Daiyu couldn't help but put a smile on her face.

Yin Zuo raised his chest: "How is it?"

"Not bad," Daiyu commented, and stretched out her hand to Yinzuo.

Yinzuo hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to grab it.

Daiyu: "..."

Daiyu blushed immediately, slapped Yinzuo's hand off, and said angrily, "What are you doing? I asked you for the score."

"Oh", Yinzuo scratched his head awkwardly, "music score, musical score... um, I don't have a musical score."

Lin Daiyu: "...?"

Yin Zuo was straightforward: "I can't understand it, why do you want the music score?"

There is no score of "Good Luck" in this world, where can he get it?But Daiyu really needs to play the piano, Yinzuo thought for a while and said: "I have a maid sister who can write music, why don't I let her write it."

Most of the maids in the court came from the family of Baoyi, and before entering the palace, they were all noble and noble young ladies at home. Most of them had one or two skills to suppress the bottom of the box, and the same was true for Yinzuo's side.

Lin Daiyu didn't speak, she tilted her head and pursed her lips into a smile: "You follow me."

Yinzuo didn't know, so he followed Daiyu to her room - a girl's boudoir is naturally not allowed to go casually, but Yinzuo and Daiyu are just two little puppies, and no one is crazy enough to make them pay attention to the rules of different seats for men and women.

Lin Daiyu's room was decorated in a pink and elegant way. There was no incense, but fresh fruits were used to fumigate the room. The window was opened, and fresh air and soft spring sunshine came in. The air was fresh and warm.

There is a big desk in the corner of the room, and there is a piano under the window next to it. Lin Daiyu went to sit behind the piano case, and Yinzuo felt a slight movement in his heart, and said with a smile, "Do you want to play the piano for me?"

Daiyu smiled at him, recalled for a moment with lowered eyelids, and then stretched out her hand to put on the strings.

In the next moment, the broken tune of "Good Luck" came out.

Yinzuo: "..."

Depend on!How long has Daiyu been learning the piano, such a genius? !

Daiyu is such a genius, she played the tune of "Lucky Come" for six to seven minutes after just listening to it once, although it was only six or seven minutes, and although it was not smooth, she only listened to it once after all!

Yin Zuo said jealously: "Every time I think you are smart enough, you will let me know what it means to be smarter."

Daiyu rolled his eyes at him: "Don't make trouble, I'll listen to you sing it again."

Yinzuo happily sang it to Daiyu over and over again, and then watched her stumble and restore the score of "Good Luck"!

Yin Zuo was amazed: "Such a genius, you should be born a man!"

Lin Daiyu tilted her head: "Why, do you also think that women are naturally stupid?"

Yin Zuo blinked, and felt that the cute little loli in front of him was very dangerous, and his desire to survive made him defend himself quickly: "That's not what I meant, I just felt wronged for you, if it weren't for the way things are, you deserve to be famous yes."

But if she was born a few hundred years earlier or later, she has her own place to shine and shine, so why is she trapped in Jia's mansion for a hasty life?

Yinzuo sighed in his heart, feeling a little more pity for this little lolita.

Daiyu stared at Yinzuo for a long time, then suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, not continuing the topic.Instead, he picked up the sheet music that had been sorted out and said worryingly, "Mom probably won't like this sheet music."

Jia Min is a typical talented woman who prefers melodious and melodious tunes. "Lucky Come" is naturally not bad, but it is not Jia Min's favorite style.

Yinzuo: "It's okay, it's the same when you learn to play for her."

Yinzuo has great trust in the brainwashing ability of "Good Luck", as long as you listen to it several times, you are not afraid that Jia Min will not fall into the trap!

"Adding words is even more magical, and people can learn to sing in Mrs. Lin's ears all the time." Yinzuo tried hard to confuse, "If "Lucky Come" doesn't work, I still have the magic box!"

Speaking of brainwashing, "The Most Dazzling National Style" is the eternal god!

Make up a square dance again, and even have the amount of exercise!

Lin Daiyu asked curiously, "Why do you think of dancing? Is there any allusion?"

Nowadays, women pay attention to chastity and dignity, and learning to dance is not a very elegant hobby.Daiyu has never been a person bound by etiquette, and she doesn't think it's impolite for Yinzuo to mention this, she's just a little curious.

Yinzuo said deeply: "Many of us like to dance."

Not only like it, but obsessed with it.However, square dancing is indeed a good way to strengthen your body and relieve social pressure. Didn’t you see that only middle-aged and elderly people danced at first, and later more and more young people joined the army of square dancing?

Square dance, the real gold that has been tested by time!

Daiyu thought Yinzuo was talking about the palace, although it was a bit strange, she didn't ask any more questions.

After this incident, Daiyu didn't go to Huang Yuan to judge for a few days. Yinzuo didn't know what was going on, and was hesitating whether to visit Jia Min. When he was walking in the yard, he heard the gardener humming a familiar tune: " the vast horizon is my love……"

Singing with her mouth, her feet are still beating the beat, even the rhythm of pruning the flower branches is in tune, the whole person is very... lively.

Yin Zuo: "You can also sing this song?"

The gardener who was immersed in the music was startled by Yinzuo's sudden utterance, and hurriedly saluted before replying: "Yes, everyone in the house can sing, this tune is easy to listen to and easy to remember, let's sing it with enthusiasm .”

Yin Zuo: ...Looking at the effect, there should be no need to worry about Jia Min.

Sure enough, Daiyu soon resumed her previous classes, her mood became brighter day by day, and she even came out in the mood to sketch.

Yes, sketching.

Although sketching did not make any contribution to the treatment of Jia Min's illness, Daiyu persisted in learning it out of interest.

Lin Ruhai is supportive of this, because Daiyu is very talented in painting and calligraphy, and she has already quite organized in a short period of time, it would be a pity if it was buried.Second, for Lin Ruhai, as long as Daiyu is happy, he can agree to any reasonable request and provide support.

For this reason, Xu Zuo also told Lin Ruhai the formula of the pencil. Of course, he only remembered that the lead of the pencil was mixed with graphite and clay in proportion. I don't know at all.

Fortunately, Lin Ruhai is rich and powerful, so he can spend money to find someone to experiment.

The wisdom and ingenuity of the ancients are immeasurable. A lot of money was spent, and a good refill was quickly made. The craftsman also added a wooden pen holder very well, and later added a pen cap under Yin Zuo's suggestion, which is convenient. Carry.

Compared with the pencils pressed by machines in later generations, this custom-made pencil is more ingenious, and it is also carved with exquisite patterns, which looks very tall.Naturally, painting with this brush is also very sentimental, without any sense of simplicity.

Thanks to Lin Daiyu, Yinzuo has no shortage of pencils.It's a pity that after observing for two days, he didn't find Lin Ruhai's intention to promote pencils, so he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

well!It's still a matter of eyesight.From Lin Ruhai's point of view, pencils are just a kid's plaything, or just a tool for drawing, and they don't see its greater and longer-term value at all.

Let him do it later, Yinzuo thought, anyway, the price of books and paper is very expensive now, so it doesn't make much sense to just reduce the cost of pens.

……

It was warm and cold in February, and the flowers were still silent, but a bunch of winter jasmine grew in the corner of the Lin family's seldom-visited wall. The slender branches were crowded with small yellow flowers, officially calling for the arrival of spring.

What Daiyu wants to paint today is Yingchun.

While helping Daiyu to observe Yingchun's appearance, Yin Zuo joked, "Is Mrs. Lin in a good mood, or is she infected by the joy of "Lucky Come"?"

Daiyu snorted softly, did not answer this question, and turned to talk about her Amway process: "...My mother was quite repulsive at first, but after listening to it too much, she hummed along unconsciously. " and the tunes of "The Most Dazzling National Style", I have no choice but to learn the whole tune."

Daiyu was obviously in a great mood.

Yin Zuo praised the two divine comedies in his heart, and seeing Daiyu's delicate and elegant appearance, he suddenly felt a move in his heart: "Then can you sing these two songs?"

Daiyu: "...you want to know?"

Yinzuo nodded vigorously.

Daiyu pursed her lips into a smile, the dimples at the corners of her mouth were faintly visible, she was so beautiful and lovely, but what she said was: "I won't tell you!"

Yinzuo: "..."

Well, if you don't know it, you don't know it. To be honest, even if Daiyu wants to sing, he may not dare to listen.

This is the goddess Lin Daiyu!

Yin Zuo didn't want to know what he had done.

The two of them were speechless for a moment, they just turned around a cluster of flowers, Yin Zuo glanced at it inadvertently, but found a familiar plant.

He was pleasantly surprised to call Daiyu, only to find that Daiyu was humming some tune while carefully drawing the shape of flowers with her fingers.

Yinzuo got closer, and heard Lin Daiyu's clear and milky voice: "Good luck, we are lucky..."

Yinzuo: "..."

Yin Zuo walked lightly, walked to her side quietly, and asked quietly: "What are you singing?!"

Daiyu: "..."

Yin Zuo said cheaply: "Tsk tsk tsk..."

Daiyu was ashamed and angry, and said angrily, "I just sang, what do you think?"

"You can sing if you want, I'm only happy," Yin Zuo saw that Lin Daiyu was ashamed and didn't dare to tease her anymore, so he said happily, "I invite you to see a grass."

"What's so worthless when you specifically ask me to see it?"

Daiyu followed Yinzuo with doubts, and saw an ordinary weed among the winter jasmine bushes.

Daiyu: "...?"

Seeing the question mark on Daiyu's face, Yin Zuo also put a question mark on his own face: "You didn't recognize it, it's goosegrass!"

Goosegrass is a herbal medicine. According to medical books, it tastes sweet, light and flat, and has the effects of dispelling wind and dampness, clearing heat and detoxification, dispelling blood stasis and stopping bleeding.Because it grows more in the wilderness and beside the road in spring, it is often regarded as a weed.

It's indeed a bit ordinary, but they just learned this medicinal material not long ago, so Daiyu shouldn't forget it with her memory, right?

Daiyu really didn't recognize it. She didn't realize it until after Yin Zuo had finished speaking, and then said inexplicably: "The illustrations in the medical books are too unclear."

Yin Zuo thought about it, and it really made sense.

Nowadays, paintings pay attention to charm and artistic conception, and do not pursue similarity in shape. The illustrations of medical books are already the wave that resembles the real thing, but due to the tools and techniques, they are still very different from the real thing. .

Yin Zuo's heart moved: "I will write a medical book in the future, and you will draw illustrations with sketches!"