The carriage that Jiuzhu was riding in stopped beside the dismounting stone in Prince Chen's mansion.
"In front of you is the palace of King Chen, where do you come from?" The guards of the palace of King Chen stopped in front of the carriage: "If you want to enter the palace, please hand over your waist badge to the next generation, and the next generation will pass it on."
Jiuzhu didn't expect that there would be so many rules when going to the palace. She held the small box in her arms tightly, opened the curtain and looked at the talking guard: "The little girl is the daughter of the servant of the Ming Dynasty. If you have something to meet with His Highness, please pass on it on your behalf."
The guard looked at the woman in the carriage, only to see a pair of beautiful eyes like a spiritual spring, which was very moving. He didn't dare to look at it any more, and lowered his head in a panic: "Please wait a moment, noble, and I will report to you if you are humble."
"You have a job." Jiu Zhu picked up the wooden box with one hand, opened the curtain and walked out of the carriage.
"Miss." The spring equinox opened the umbrella to cover the falling snow for Jiuzhu: "The snow is heavy outside, you should wait in the carriage."
"It's okay, I'll come down and take a look." Jiuzhu took the umbrella from the Spring Breakup: "Sister Spring Equinox, give yourself an umbrella."
"I know that Miss hurts people." Spring Equinox and the other servants held up umbrellas and whispered: "With such a heavy snow, we should send people to the palace first, and then come over."
"It doesn't matter, I'm just walking around anyway." Jiuzhu looked at the palace of King Chen curiously. The palace was very beautiful, and even the dismounting stone was taller than others.
"His Royal Highness." Fugui whispered to the bulging quilt on the bed: "It's already two quarters of the time."
"Get out!" A soft pillow flew out of the bed and fell to the ground.
Fugui hastily backed out.
"Father-in-law." Seeing Fugui coming out of the prince's bedroom, the steward of the palace ran to his side and whispered, "The concierge will report, and Miss Ming is visiting."
"Ms. Ming family?" Fugui wondered, "Have you sent a greeting card in advance?"
The steward shook his head.
"This..." Fugui looked back at the bedroom, feeling a little embarrassed. His Highness is very angry. These days, he wakes up early to go to the Ministry of Rites. Today, he finally took a rest, and it was snowing again. How could he dare to wake up this little ancestor
Thinking that the lord cherished the paintings presented by the Miss Ming family so much that he was reluctant to even look at them, Fugui gritted his teeth, turned around and entered the room again.
"Your Highness..."
"Why did you come in again?" King Chen sat up from the bed: "Go out, whoever dares to come in before noon will let him get out of the palace."
"My lord." Fu Gui accompanied him with a smile: "It's not that the slave wants to disturb your rest, but there is really something important to report."
"What's the matter?" King Chen slipped into the warm bed, unwilling to move.
"Miss Ming is visiting, I wonder if His Highness wants to see you?"
"Who are you talking about?" King Chen sat up abruptly, and Fugui hurriedly waited for him to get dressed.
"The daughter of Ming Shilang's family."
"Where is she now?" King Chen put on his robe and stretched his feet into the moccasins.
"Still at the dismounting stone..."
"All of them are pigs, and they don't mind doing things?!" King Chen took the water and hurriedly rinsed his mouth, wiped his face with a towel, and took out the cloak closest to him, and strode out: "It's so big. The wind and snow, let the little girl wait at the dismounting stone?!"
"Your Highness, you haven't tied your hair yet..."
Fugui trotted after him, and scolded the servants who were waiting outside, "Hurry up and catch up with the hand warmer."
"Miss, the snow is getting heavier and heavier." The Spring Equinox whispered, "Go and wait in the car."
Jiu Zhu shook her head, and in the blink of an eye, she saw a person walking out of the main entrance of Prince Chen's mansion, and she immediately recognized that it was Prince Chen.
"His Royal Highness." Jiu Zhu trotted to King Chen with an umbrella in his hand. Seeing that his blue silk was not tied, he was stunned by the cold wind, and was stunned: "His Royal Highness looks good even if he doesn't tie his hair."
Hearing this insincere compliment, King Chen is not angry, who is he all for? !
Just as he was about to speak, another gust of wind came, and his hair hit him in the face.
Jiuzhu couldn't help laughing out loud. Seeing King Chen staring at him, she blinked her dark eyes and asked in a low voice, "How about... the servant will help you tie it?"
Seeing that King Chen had no objection, Jiu Zhu shoved the wooden box and umbrella into King Chen's hand, took a ribbon from his purse, and walked behind him: "Don't move, Your Highness."
"His Royal Highness..." Fugui led the servant to the door, glanced outside the door, turned to the servant and said, "Wait at the door, don't disturb Your Highness."
"Father-in-law, the snow is so heavy..."
"It doesn't matter if the snow is big." Fugui was inscrutable: "Just warm your heart."
"His Royal Highness's hair is so smooth." Jiu Zhu stood on tiptoe, and gently gathered all of King Chen's loose hair behind her back with her fingers, tied it with a ribbon, and thoughtfully tied a bow.
If there was a seemingly non-existent itching sensation behind him, King Chen moved his shoulders uncomfortably: "Are you alright?"
"Okay." Jiuzhu walked up to King Chen and gave him a curtsey: "I took the liberty to come here today, and I ask Your Highness to forgive me."
The big red crane cloak was worn on her body, setting off her face even more delicate, innocent and ignorant, warm and bright.
King Chen stretched out his hand and touched the white rabbit hairpin in her hair: "With such a heavy snow, it's rare that you remember to come to see me. This king will not bother with you. Come on, come in with me."
Moving the umbrella in the direction of Jiuzhu, King Chen shook the wooden box in his hand, and there was a clicking sound inside: "What's inside?"
"Your Highness, you can't shake it." Jiuzhu jumped up and took the wooden box into her arms, smiling mysteriously at King Chen: "You will find out later."
King Chen raised his eyebrows, what kind of novelty can a child come up with
After half an hour, King Chen looked at the little snowmen in front of him with various styles of pigs, cattle, sheep and horses, and fell silent.
"Put the snow into the pottery mold, press it, tap it, and the little duck comes out." Jiuzhu put the little duck in front of King Chen: "His Royal Highness, look!"
"Ming Xiaozhu, how old are you this year?" Chen Wang stretched out his finger and poked the duckling, accidentally poking a hole in the duck's stomach. He glanced at Jiuzhu, who was squatting on the ground with snow, and bent over to pick it up at his feet. After a little snow, the hole in the duck's stomach was filled.
"His Royal Highness, you asked about the age of the minister and daughter not long ago." Jiuzhu handed the pottery mold filled with snow to King Chen: "Your Highness, try it."
What's so funny about this little thing, only a little girl like Ming Jiuzhu with a brain of only six years old can be so naive.
He patted Tao Mo on the snow, and a docked puppy was lying on the snow.
"His Royal Highness, before you shoot, you must press the snow on the tail, or the tail will break."
"Of course this king knows." King Chen grabbed a few handfuls of snow and stuffed it into the pottery mold, pressed it a few times, and successfully deducted a puppy from the snow, and lifted his chin proudly. This kind of child's trick, Can you hold him back
"Your Highness is amazing." Jiuzhu stuffed another pony pottery model for him: "Try this."
What's the difference between a dog and a horse, isn't it still playing like that
Looking up and seeing Jiuzhu staring at him, King Chen sighed helplessly in his heart, that's all, it's just to make the child happy.
The steward walked into the yard and saw a long row of little snowmen in the yard. His Highness and Miss Ming were squatting on the ground, not knowing what they were playing, but they laughed happily. He walked to Fugui's side and whispered, "The Prince of Qi sent someone to bring a basket of fresh bamboo shoots, saying that it came from the garden of Prince Qi, and sent it to let the prince have a taste."
"Understood." Fugui nodded: "I'll report the matter to Your Highness when I get back."
"Ouch." Jiuzhu squatted on the ground and suddenly cried out in pain.
"What's wrong?" King Chen dropped the pottery mold in his hand, walked to Jiuzhu's side, and looked down at her.
"My feet, my feet are numb." Jiuzhu looked up at King Chen pitifully: "His Royal Highness, give me a hand."
King Chen sighed helplessly again. Although he has not yet begun to be a father, he seems to be beginning to experience the troubles of being a father. Bend down and put his hand in front of Jiu Zhu: "Give me your hand."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jiuzhu smiled at him and put her hand in his palm.
"You really..." King Chen pulled up Jiuzhu and turned to get the hand warmer on the table. As soon as he took a step, he felt a heavy heart, and fell to the ground with a thud. That handsome face smashed the two puppies pressed out of snow into pieces.
Jiuzhu looked down at the big cloak that she had stepped on under her feet, and silently... silently retracted her feet, endured the pain and numbness in her calf, and carefully squatted beside King Chen, who was thrown to the ground: "Your Highness, are you alright?"
King Chen sat up, glanced at the edge of the big cloak, and wiped the snow off his face silently with the footprints of snow grains.
Jiuzhu quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped the snow on King Chen's face: "His Royal Highness, this minister really didn't mean it, you... don't be angry."
"This king has said that he is angry?" King Chen took the handkerchief in Jiuzhu's hand and wiped his face a few times: "Are your legs still numb?"
Jiuzhu nodded slightly, and her eyes looked at King Chen's face from time to time, like a puppy with a guilty conscience who did something bad and didn't want to be punished.
The next moment, she was beaten by King Chen and carried across her shoulders, in the same posture as she was carrying a sack.
Carrying the person into the room with the fireplace, King Chen put Jiuzhu on the soft couch, picked up the quilt and rudely put it on Jiuzhu: "Sit well and don't move, and let the maid come to squeeze your legs. There are no women's clothing here, you take off your cloak and socks and let the servants dry it for you."
"Where is your Highness?" Jiuzhu asked.
"I'm going to change." He didn't leave the house, why did he stay here to watch the little girl take off her shoes and socks
After leaving the house, King Chen untied his loose hair, stuffed the garish brocade into his sleeve, and said to the maid who was guarding the door, "Take good care of Miss Ming, don't neglect."
"Your Highness." Fugui stepped forward, shook off the clean cloak in his hand, and replaced the cloak covered with snow on King Chen's body: "The Prince of Qi sent someone to send a basket of tender bamboo shoots."
"Got it." King Chen nodded, "What time is it now?"
"It's almost noon."
"Send someone to go to Ming Shilang's mansion and tell me, and say that this king has left Miss Ming to eat in the mansion, and will personally send her back in the afternoon." King Chen thought for a while: "Don't go empty-handed, put the fresh vegetables sent from the hot spring villa in a package. A basket, so as not to let people think that my palace is stingy."
"Xianu takes orders." Fugui took orders: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, Xianu will handle this matter in person."
In Ming Shi Lang's mansion, Mrs. Shen listened to the report of the servant: "Is King Chen really going out to greet him in person?"
"Yes, when Prince Chen went out, his hair was untied, and he was in a hurry. He wasn't angry at the young lady's rash visit."
"Okay, you can go down." Shen shi grabbed a handful of money and gave it to the servant: "It's cold, I'll use this money to buy new clothes for the child."
"Thank you, Madam." The servant walked away with the money in his pocket.
"The madam deliberately didn't tell Jiuzhu that there are many rules for visiting the palace, why is this?" Ming Jingzhou sighed: "King Chen is a little better than you and I imagined."
"Whether he is sincere or fake, at least he has not lived up to Jiu Zhu's sincerity." Shen shi smiled bitterly: "Since Jiu Zhu got engaged to King Chen, I have been worried every day that King Chen is domineering and will bully and humiliate her. After today, I can finally Don't worry, he is willing to greet him, at least he has some affection for Jiuzhu."
"It's strange to say that if other princes do this, I will only think that they are thoughtful. Prince Chen did it, but it made me look up." Shen sneered at himself: "It can be seen that I am a nitpicker of perfection. The laity who is tolerant of the wicked."
"It's not that the lady is worldly, but that she is not a human being on weekdays. It is precious when she does something." Ming Jingzhou smiled: "Everyone is like this, maybe... This will also become King Chen's advantage in the future."
Shen shi was stunned, and nodded after a while: "Husband is right."
"Master, Madam." The steward entered the door and saluted: "Fugui, the eunuch, the eunuch, is asking to see you."
"Please."
Shen shi and Ming Jingzhou exchanged glances, what is the eunuch in charge of Prince Chen's mansion doing in their mansion
After they met Fugui and listened to his intentions, the husband and wife instantly understood that it was false to send vegetables, and it was true to leave their daughters to eat at the palace.
After Fugui left, Shen shi was silent for a long time and said, "Man, there are not many good things."
Ming Jingzhou: "…"
How can one word disagree with the whole
"Madam is right, I also think so, some men are really not good things!"
"Aren't you a man too?"
"For you, I am willing to be a traitor among men."
"Women, it's really troublesome." King Chen changed his clothes, picked up the brocade on the table, hesitated for a moment, and put it into a box with a hair crown.
"His Royal Highness, Xia slave is an eunuch, but I don't understand women." The eunuch who served Chen helped Wang Chen to comb his hair, and said with a bold smile: "Xia slave thinks that Miss Ming is a perfect match for you."
"I'm afraid that she will cry if I speak heavy words, and I'm afraid that she will be unhappy when I'm angry. Even if I don't accompany her, I'm worried that she will be unhappy." King Chen clicked his tongue: "I didn't expect this king to live so big and still have to go. Coax the little girl."
"His Royal Highness is a royal family member, and his status is precious. Even if he doesn't coax them, those women don't dare to have any dissatisfaction."
"You know shit!" King Chen glared at his valet, and even uttered swear words: "She's a little girl who's stubborn, isn't it pitiful to cry? Isn't it pitiful to be downcast? Isn't it pitiful to be aggrieved?! Ben Wang, a big man, can do that kind of thing?"
The valet hurriedly pleaded guilty: "Please forgive me, Your Highness, the slave is stupid, not only does he not understand women, but he can't speak."
He understood, anyway, in His Highness's eyes, as long as she didn't make Miss Ming happy, she would be pitiful.
"Forget it, what's the use of this king telling you this." King Chen walked out of the house and went straight to the guest house.
"His Royal Highness." Seeing King Chen standing at the door, the maid walked up to him and whispered, "Miss Ming is asleep."
Across the door, King Chen glanced at the soft couch, wrapped himself into a round ball of beads, and did not enter the room: "When Miss Ming wakes up, send someone to tell this king."
"Yes." Seeing that King Chen was about to leave, the maid immediately stopped him: "Your Highness, please wait."
She went back to the table and picked up a small purse: "This was given to you by the servant girl before Miss Ming fell asleep."
King Chen opened his purse, which contained a few mints.
On a snowy day, who cares about eating mints...
Walking to the corridor with the purse, he stopped, opened the purse and took a small piece and put it in his mouth. The sweet smell of mint instantly fills the lips and teeth.
When Jiuzhu woke up, it was more than half an hour later, she put on the warm shoes and socks, and sat in front of the bronze mirror to dress up: "I'm sorry for the sisters."
"You're welcome, ma'am." One of the maids said, "Please, ma'am, please sit down for a while, your Highness will be here soon."
Jiuzhu smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Wake up?" King Chen walked into the room, and it was rare that he was wearing a fox fur cloak today, with a jade crown tied in his hair, like a handsome young man in a turbulent world.
Jiuzhu couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"It looks good?" King Chen walked up to her and took a bead hairpin on the table to play with.
"Nice." Jiuzhu blushed and nodded.
"Are you hungry?"
Jiuzhu continued to nod.
"I think you shouldn't be called Jiuzhu, you should be called Xiaozhu." King Chen handed the pearl hairpin to the maid.
Jiuzhu looked up at him.
"You're lucky to be able to eat and sleep, don't you think?" King Chen coughed: "Let's go, I'll take you to lunch."
Jiuzhu quickly picked up her skirt and followed her. She heard the sixth brother Fu said that Prince Chen's mansion has many cooks, and the food must be delicious.
At the dining table, King Chen saw that Jiuzhu was eating with relish, and asked curiously, "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious." Jiuzhu nodded: "The meal at His Highness's house is as delicious as rumored."
"Oh?" King Chen asked curiously, "How is it spread outside?"
"They said that there are many cooks in His Royal Highness's mansion."
King Chen smiled inexplicably.
"I thought at that time that His Royal Highness's must be delicious." Jiuzhu put down the tableware and chopsticks: "After eating it today, I found that it was exactly as I imagined."
"When you heard that there are many cooks in my house, you thought of eating?" King Chen was shocked by Jiuzhu's focus: "Didn't you think of anything else?"
When a normal person hears this, shouldn't their first thought be that he is extravagant and greedy for enjoyment
"Isn't a cook just cooking?" Jiuzhu saw that King Chen's expression was a little wrong, thinking that he was making a joke, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that these cooks are cooks on the surface, but in fact, each of them is a martial arts master, silently guarding the safety of the palace?"
"Little girl, don't look at the messy words outside, it will affect your brain." King Chen saw that Jiuzhu liked the boneless goose paws, and put two of them into her bowl.
He wasn't very smart in the first place, and if he looked at the messy words again, he really became a little fool.
"My mind is fine. The masters say that I am born smart and learn things very quickly." Jiu Zhu was already full, but seeing the two extra goose feet in the bowl, she still happily raised her chopsticks.
King Chen sighed again that Ming Jiuzhu's master could really open his eyes and talk nonsense.
He ordered the servants to bring Hawthorn Xiaoshi tea, and when Jiuzhu finished eating the goose paws, King Chen asked Jiuzhu to take a few sips: "Now that I have eaten and drank enough, you can tell me why you have to brave such a heavy snow to come here. Find me?"
"There's no reason." Jiuzhu held the tea cup and said with a smile: "I woke up in the morning and opened the window and found a lot of snow outside, I was so happy, I wanted to play with His Royal Highness, this is my first time. Seeing so much snow."
Yun Duqing never thought that she would get such a simple answer. She was simply sharing the joy of the first heavy snow in her life with him.
The girl's smile was young and innocent, and there was unreserved trust in him in her eyes.
"Ming Jiuzhu."
"Huh?" Jiuzhu looked at him ignorantly with her watery eyes.
"It's nothing, I'll accompany you to play in the snow." Yun Duqing stood up: "I'll take you back before it gets dark."
"Okay, okay." As a poor girl who grew up in the south and had never seen heavy snow, Jiuzhu was very interested in playing with the snow. She threw the tea cup on the spot, got up and walked outside.
The two worked together to build an ugly snowman, and Jiuzhu got up and stretched out her arms and legs: "Your Highness, I forgot to ask last time, do you like the koi lotus I drew?"
Hearing Jiuzhu mention painting, King Chen almost broke the snowman's nose, he looked at the top of Jiuzhu's hair, the fluffy rabbit hairpin twisted and twisted in the cold wind: "It's not bad, the brushstrokes are lively and interesting, very energetic ."
"It's good that His Highness likes it." Jiuzhu said happily: "When I go back today, I will draw another snow scene for His Highness."
King Chen: "..."
There is no need to waste paper and ink so much.
"OK?"
King Chen nodded: "Okay."
Coaxing a little girl is really troublesome.
When I came out of the Ministry of Household's Office, it was already snowing and snowing outside. King Qi got on his horse, took the cloak handed by his attendant, put it on, and drove the horse back to the residence.
With such a heavy snow, he could have avoided going to the Ministry of Household, but he acted rigorously and never allowed himself to slack off in business.
Halfway through the journey, he saw a girl wearing a big red crane cloak, holding a baked sweet potato, standing on tiptoes in the snow, and handing the sweet potato to the man on the horse.
He stopped the horse and watched the scene quietly.
"His Royal Highness, it looks like King Chen is ahead?" Chang Sui whispered, "Why is he here?"
Chen Wang was lazy by nature and enjoyed it. It was surprising that he was willing to go out on such a snowy day.
King Qi watched King Chen hurriedly bite the sweet potato and drove the girl back to the carriage. He reached out his hand and seemed to want to throw the sweet potato away. After looking at the carriage, he ate all the sweet potato with disgust.
Wiping the corners of his mouth clean, King Chen seemed to have discovered King Qi on horseback, and clasped his hands lazily, "Fourth Brother."
"Fifth brother." King Qi patted the horse, came to King Chen, looked at the sweet potato skin that was roasted black in his hand, and smiled: "Fifth brother is in good spirits."
"Fourth brother also wants to eat?" Chen Dynasty Chief raised his chin slightly: "Go, buy some for His Royal Highness King Qi."
"The fifth brother is very polite." King Qi's tone was soft: "I just resigned from the household department, and there are still many things to deal with. I am afraid I can't accompany the fifth brother to enjoy the food here."
"That's really a pity." King Chen snorted: "There are so many capable ministers in the household, how can the fourth brother be able to work alone, the fourth brother must remember to know people and make good use of them, and don't burden yourself."
"It's my luck to be able to work hard for the father and the emperor." King Qi glanced at the carriage: "The fifth brother is about to get married in a few months, so it's time to help the father and the emperor."
"The fourth brother is right. Tomorrow I will go to the palace to greet the father and make him happy and worry less." King Chen said lazily: "Being a son, making father happy, isn't it just sharing the worries?"
"His Royal Highness?" Jiuzhu saw that the carriage did not move for a long time, and stuck her head out from behind the curtain: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, put your head back, it's snowing outside." King Chen rode his horse to the side of the carriage, and pressed Jiuzhu's head back into the carriage.
"It doesn't make you worry about riding a carriage." He pulled the curtain and turned to look at King Qi: "Fourth brother, I'm in a hurry to send my fiancee home. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it next time."
"If you're not in a hurry..." King Chen raised his eyebrows: "Then let me go to the side?"