Since Gongzi Hui became Gongzi Wen's companion, his life has been different from the past.
Sometimes Xi Ning brought Chun'er with a food box on her shoulder, and when she met them by chance, she saw Young Master Hui holding a letter and following Young Master Wen from a distance. They nodded to each other as greetings. Once, Gongzi Hui was looking at her while walking, and accidentally bumped into Gongzi Wen who was stopped in front of her, and was teased by Gongzi Wen.
Seeing that this guy was wearing silk clothes instead of tattered linen clothes. After the injury on his face healed, it never hurt again. The flesh on his body also grew back a little. He was no longer skinny and bones. It was obvious that he had been taken care of. Not bad.
Mrs. Yinglan originally had a good reputation, and there were almost no reports of harsh criticism of her maids and slaves. The king of Tan State was such a direct sister, so he felt indebted for letting her become a wife in Liang State, so the dowry she gave her was almost as big as that of Liang Jiang. Later. There were more than thirty maids and slaves who came with the dowry alone, and there were more than a dozen bullock carts and carriages carrying the dowry, and three hundred soldiers were sent to escort them.
Such a lady still lacks a suit of clothes and a mouthful of food for the young master. Xin Yi also brought news that the young master would not only accompany him to study, but also practice martial arts. Even if you accompany him, you can see and learn a little bit. As for how much you can learn, it depends on him.
"Grandma, Mo'er brought pickles today, with sugar in them. You can try them!" A plate of sliced pickles was brought to the table. Cucumbers were not introduced until hundreds of years later, so raw melons could only be used instead.
The Queen Mother picked up a piece with chopsticks and nodded as soon as she took a bite: "Yes, it's fresh, sweet and crisp, best served with porridge."
I added a bowl of corn porridge and ate all the pickled cucumbers. I was still not satisfied: "This is good, do you have any more?"
Xining smiled and said: "I was afraid that it wouldn't taste good this time, so I made a little. Grandma likes it, so Mo'er will pickle it again. It will take about half a month."
"How long did it take?" This thing is very delicious and goes very well with porridge.
Xining consoled her, "Mo'er can make other delicious food during this period. Half a month will pass in a flash."
Although it takes a long time, there is still hope. The Queen Mother seemed to have thought of something: "You have been coming to the Ai family every day to deliver delicious food for more than half a month without knowing it. The Ai family can hardly live without this food."
Ziling echoed: "Yes, the Queen Mother gets up every day and thinks about what fresh food Princess Mo can make today. During this period, she eats more than usual. Those women in the kitchen try to cook But it’s not as delicious as Princess Mo. Princess Mo must come more often.”
Nonsense, without refined salt and MSG, the taste will naturally be much worse.
She immediately said something flattering: "As long as grandma is happy, Mo'er is also happy. Every night after going to bed, she always looks forward to the day coming soon so that she can come to grandma."
The Queen Mother smiled and waved, told her to come over, and then touched her head: "The Ai family is naturally looking forward to your coming, but the daughter's family always has to grow up and get married."
"Then Mo'er won't get married, so she will stay with her grandmother." She directly hooked her arm with the Queen Mother and rested her head on the Queen Mother's arms, acting like a baby.
"Oh wow~" The Queen Mother was so happy that her body leaned forward and backward, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her well-maintained eyes. Then he deliberately kept a straight face, and the funny smile still showed from the raised corners of his mouth: "Nonsense, how can you not get married."
She raised the corners of her mouth to express disdain: "Instead of following my sister-in-law to get married and become a concubine, it would be better to stay with my grandmother. No matter how much my husband loves me, it is not as much as my grandmother loves Mo'er."
"Okay, then stay with the Aijia." The Queen Mother seemed to have made up her mind, and then ordered: "Go and tell King Liang that since Jiang Shu can't be a concubine, then don't be one and take care of her own children. That’s right, Mo’er Ai’s family wants it.”
"Thank you, grandma!" Xining was half touched and half excited, and finally hugged the Queen Mother's thick leg. From then on, she was freed from the miserable treatment, and her owner returned with good clothes and food, and no worries about food and clothing.
The Queen Mother had been inspecting her for more than half a month. After all, she had not had any contact with her before. It was too early to tell her. If she was a pretender, it would be difficult to throw her out.
The Queen Mother acted vigorously and resolutely, but before there was any reply from King Liang, the Queen Mother ordered people to clean the yard where she used to live, and make sure all the things she needed were provided. It was said that the Queen Mother wanted to sit with Princess Mo one day, but the room was sparse and only had four walls. Then the person in charge would offer sacrifices to heaven and ancestors, pray for rain or something, and wait for human sacrifices. She was so frightened that when she came back from the Queen Mother, it was not yet noon, and her yard was busier than the Chinese New Year. All the straw mats in the room were replaced with new ones, and a shady bamboo mat was spread in one corner. New cabinets, new tables; there are also decorative clay pots on the cabinets that can hold water and things.
Even the bronze mirror on the dressing table was replaced with a new one, which was almost rusty.
The steward nodded and bowed and asked if he was satisfied, as a sign of goodwill. He didn't even dare to take the reward money, so he took the people away after cleaning up, leaving a message behind to tell him that if there was anything missing, he could go find him later.
Chun'er was so happy that she looked around and around. He opened the cabinet door and exclaimed in surprise. There are several quilts in the cabinet, some are thin and thick, and some are thick, with soft feathers inside.
After a while, the clothes steward came with two embroiderers and said they would make her some new sets of clothes according to her needs. He also specially left a thick coat that he had just made.
This long cloak-like coat can keep you warm in winter and can be worn with multiple layers of quilts when sleeping. It’s already summer and it’s just been done, so that’s nonsense. But no one has used it, it's new.
Next came the steward and cook in the dining room, who came to deliver food and beg for mercy, saying that it was not their intention.
This Xi Ning was so used to it, he sat there on his knees, took a sip of tea, and said in a long voice: "Who does that mean?"
They were silenced with just one sentence, and only the steward said with a smile: "Princess Mo, you have a lot of money, don't argue with this stupid, blind woman."
This is to put the responsibility on the cook. This revolutionary friendship is really fragile.
Xining smiled and put down the tea bowl in his hand: "What a pity."
"What's the pity?" the steward asked a little strangely.
"Why didn't I starve to death?" This sentence frightened the cook into kowtowing like she was picking out garlic.
"Why didn't you hear the sound? Since you are not sincere, then go back." Xining's voice was understated, but there was always an invisible sense of oppression in it.
The cook could only hit her forehead hard and hit her a few times. She didn't hear Princess Mo's words, so she felt cruel and continued to hit her. Today, her forehead and the old waist were here, and she could only knock Princess Mo's anger.
Xi Ning looked at her like this, and the steward was frightened when he saw the princess like this. He originally thought that Princess Mo was very young and had no one to teach her, so she would be very fooled. Now it seems that such a look is easy to fool?
The steward saw something was wrong and quickly begged for mercy: "Princess, please have mercy. She is Xin Yi's god-sister and she usually takes good care of Xin Yi."
It's not nonsense, but Xin Yi was forced to do it. Just like the young master hugging Mrs. Yinglan's thigh.
Xining finally spoke: "Then stop kowtowing and don't do it again in the future."
"Thank you princess, thank you princess." The cook thanked her weakly, her forehead was bruised and bruised, and the skin was broken and bleeding.
"Since you know you were wrong, this is not enough." Xining casually glanced at the plate of pastries on the table. I really thought she was being fooled, so I sent her this stack of pastries and asked for forgiveness. (End of chapter)