Fortunately, Yang Tongzhi did have a lot of relevant documents there, and Ye Zhenzhen successfully borrowed them back to read them, and found out the records and details of Princess Jing'an's visit to Mingzhou Prefecture not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the records and details of the reception received by the prefect at that time.
Although Princess Ningyang is not the eldest princess, she is the only direct princess today, and her status is extraordinary. Many of the rules and details of entertaining are no different from those of the eldest princess, but some things are easy to be taboo at this time. Ye
Zhen Zhen made the deletions selectively.
Ye Zhenzhen called Li Yue over again, and after informing him of the relevant regulations, she locked herself in the study room and wrote the invitation post.
After years of practice, her calligraphy skills are now quite good. Although she is not as good as famous calligraphers, she still has her own style. At least she can write invitations with her own hand.
It's just that there are traces of Cui Weizhen's uniqueness in her words. In the past, she had to be teased by the ladies she knew well, but now she has arrived in Mingzhou Prefecture. There is no need to worry. Firstly, she has no familiar friends, and secondly, her status
She was so aloof that no one dared to tease her in front of her.
There were quite a few people who needed to be invited, so Ye Zhenzhen wrote carefully and naturally not very quickly. Cui Weizhen didn't see her after he left the office. After asking the maid, he found out that she was writing invitations in the study. After meeting her mother and daughter, she came directly to the study.
Already.
As soon as Cui Weizhen entered the study, Ye Zhenzhen noticed it.
Different from the scent of honey locust on Qiu Wu, Cui Weizhen has a special liking for incense. He has this cold and elegant fragrance all year round. When mixed with the scent of ink, it is especially long and long, quite like bamboo falling listening to the wind and rain.
of leisure and ease.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes moved up along the big hand that was grinding ink, and Cui Weizhen's handsome face came into view. If she looked carefully, she could clearly see the tiredness and emptiness in his eyes that could not be hidden.
Although others are grinding, their thoughts have already turned to other things, and they must be focusing on government affairs again.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't bother him, and just started writing. After writing one post, she put away the previous post to dry the ink. After writing five or six posts like this, she found that Cui Weizhen was still grinding, so she couldn't help but remind him.
He said, "Okay, if you grind it again, it will be too thick."
Only then did Cui Weizhen wake up. He first lowered his head and looked at the inkstone, with a look of pain on his face.
Ye Zhenzhen snickered, of course she knew why Cui Weizhen was hurting - this ink ingot was the finest pine smoke ink given by Emperor Xuanwu, and every inch was less. Cui Weizhen was usually reluctant to use it, and he used ordinary ink when handling official documents.
Ink sticks are only used when writing memorials.
Now that he has wasted his precious baby while he is unconscious, he will naturally feel pain in his body.
The ink was too thick, so he had to add water to the inkstone and continue grinding with a sad look on his face. Probably to distract his attention, his eyes fell on Ye Zhenzhen's post. He nodded while reading: "Yes, this is
My handwriting has improved a lot compared to before, and practicing more often is really useful.”
His tone was like that of a prim and serious master.
But he was really Ye Zhenzhen's wife. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't complain, so she had to capture him as a coolie: "Write a few copies for me, there are too many, I can't finish them in a while."
After writing all morning, her hands began to feel sore.
For Ye Zhenzhen, writing must be careful not to make mistakes, but for Cui Weizhen, it is easier than drinking water and eating. He put down the ink stick, started writing, and finished writing a post in the blink of an eye, while Ye Zhenzhen
Zhen just wrote a word.
Ye Zhenzhen: "..." It's just very hurtful.
Although their self-esteem was greatly frustrated, the results were gratifying. With Cui Weizhen's strong support, the post that originally took a long time to write was quickly completed. The two of them even had time to lie down and take a nap together.
For both Cui Weizhen and Ye Zhenzhen, this short time is precious.