After a tender encounter, the house town couple talked about their goddaughter Yu Xiaocao.
"Chuxue, what do you think of our girl?" Fang Fangzhen called his wife's name affectionately, and asked with a little trepidation in his heart.
Mrs. Fang leaned on her man's stiff arm, smiled slightly, and said, "You have pretty good eyesight, you are a cute and interesting girl."
Fang Fangzhen finally felt relieved, smiled naively, and said proudly: "That is, how could our daughter be wrong? I was thinking, after the errands here are over, let's take my daughter back to Beijing and train her to be a lady of the world." , and recruit a son-in-law to visit, and give birth to a cute and clever grandson. I have already named him Fang Wulue, Wentao Wulue, my grandson in the house town, and he will definitely be a general in the future... "
Mrs. Fang suppressed her laughter, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "You have a beautiful idea, even the name of your grandson! Have you ever thought about it? We Xiaocao are not masters at the mercy of others." Son, Xiao Nizi has the right idea! I've been watching for the past two days, and Xiaocao can be the majority of Yu's family! I'm afraid, she won't accept the path you arranged for her!"
The town of the house suddenly looked like a deflated balloon, sighed, and said: "You are so right! When I first met my daughter, I thought about taking her back to Beijing to be your companion, but she firmly refused. No matter how good Dongshan Village is, how can there be a capital city? Everyone in the capital is not a good lady, and they insist on nesting in this place where no shit happens and become an ordinary little peasant girl!"
Mrs. Fang smiled and said: "This is the preciousness of our daughter. The poor and the poor cannot be moved, and the rich and the honor cannot be promiscuous. With my own intelligence and hands, I can create my own life. As a godmother, I admire her very much. Yes. Maybe, our daughter will become the second strong woman of the Ming Dynasty in the future!"
Hearing his wife's high evaluation of Xiaocao, Fang Fangzhen felt happier than he had won the battle, and praised his daughter again.
Mrs. Fang quietly listened to the man, Old Wang, talking about his daughter in a miraculous manner, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, she remembered the post on the table, and said softly: "Mingzhe, Princess Jing invited me to Xiaoxu, you said I would bring Xiaocao with me, how about it?"
"Concubine Jing? Isn't she in Beijing?" Fang Fangzhen sat up with a little surprise, looked at his wife's beautiful face, and asked.
Mrs. Fang roughly told her husband about the fact that she met the convoy of Princess Jing's uniform on the way and came to Tanggu Town together. Fang Fangzhen nodded slightly, and said: "Prince Jing is probably afraid that the princess will get sick at home, so let the second son take her out to relax! After all, the youngest son that the princess loves the most has gone to sea, so I must be very concerned about it!"
Mrs. Fang pulled the quilt, looked at the man lying down again, and said, "Yes, if I were the Prince of the Little County, I would be so worried that I wouldn't be able to eat or sleep..."
Mrs. Fang Fangzhen saw a sad look on her face, knowing that she remembered that her knees were empty again, she patted her shoulder lightly, hugged her tightly, and said softly: "It's getting late, go to sleep..."
Nothing to say all night. Xiaocao's biological clock prompted her to wake up very early.
"Miss, this servant will help you get dressed." Seeing some movement on the bed in the inner room, Pearl hurried over and lifted the gauze curtain, smiling and looking at the little grass girl who was sitting on the bed in a daze while hugging the quilt. Mrs. Fang was afraid that her daughter would not get used to a new place, so she sent her eldest girl to serve her. It shows how much Madam attaches importance to Little Grass Girl!
Xiaocao was about to decline, but when she saw Pearl holding a set of clothes with complicated styles and gorgeous materials, she couldn't help but slightly frowned and said, "I have to go to the melon shop soon, isn't it convenient to wear this?"
Pearl hurriedly explained with a smile: "Our wife said that I will take you to visit the distinguished guests later, so naturally you should dress more formally. These are clothes embroidered by my wife herself. If you refuse again, my wife will be sad of."
Yu Xiaocao didn't say anything, and with the help of Pearl, she put on the clothes that represented her loving mother. Hanfu seems to be more popular in the Ming Dynasty. Xiaocao is wearing a lavender misty butterfly chest-length underskirt, with a goose-yellow pair of breasts and half-arms on the outside, and the chest is tied with a belt. The pink color, coupled with the texture of light gauze, set off Xiaocao's fair and delicate face, which makes her look a bit like a lady. Pearl's skillful hands combed Xiaocao into a delicate double bun, adorning the red plum and golden silk hollowed out bead flowers, revealing a kind of nobility in simplicity.
Through the hazy bronze mirror, Xiaocao opened her eyes wide and looked at the cute and slightly playful young lady inside, a hint of joy flashed in her heart. Everyone has the love of beauty, and Xiaocao is no exception.
When the well-dressed Xiaocao appeared in front of the house town couple, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes. This is exactly the girl's dress they imagined in their hearts. Mrs. Fang is holding Xiaocao in her arms, no matter how much she looks at it, she can't get enough of it. Xiaocao was embarrassed by the two of them!
After breakfast, Mrs. Fang took her daughter to the county magistrate's wife's other courtyard by the sea, where Princess Jing stayed. Xia Furong didn't want to miss every chance to see Second Young Master Zhu, so she wanted to follow, but Mrs. Fang rejected her on the grounds that her illness was not recovering.
Xia Furong felt even more wronged: in the past, when my aunt went to be a guest elsewhere, she always took her there. How could she not hate that such an opportunity was snatched away by a lowly peasant girl
The other courtyard of the county magistrate's wife is located between Tanggu Town and the wharf. House town riding on the horse, escorting his wife and daughter, was extremely satisfied, and the smile on his face never stopped. It wasn't until Mrs. Fang and Xiaocao were invited into the courtyard by the servants of the other courtyard that he reluctantly left for the pier.
At this time, Concubine Jing was preparing tea and snacks, enjoying the scenery in the garden. At this time, Mei Xiang looked excited, and hurriedly trotted all the way carrying her gauze skirt.
"What's the proper way to panic?" Lan Xiang, who was a little older than her, hurriedly reprimanded softly.
Mei Xiang grinned at her with a big smile, and with a slightly trembling voice, she called out to Concubine Jing: "Princess Wangfei, the king of the little county... the king of the little county..." She ran too fast when she came, and she was a little awkward when she spoke. Out of breath.
Concubine Jing, who was half leaning on the imperial concubine's couch leisurely, immediately sat up straight when she heard the news of her younger son, and asked repeatedly with a nervous face: "Yang'er... What's wrong with Yang'er?"
Mei Xiang took a deep breath and finally got her breath together. The big smile on her face made Concubine Jing relax a lot from her anxiety and tension.
"My lord, a letter from the little county king!" Mei Xiang's voice was full of joy.
"Yang'er has a letter? Quick, quick! Submit it!!" Princess Jing urged eagerly. Mei Xiang took three steps at a time and made two steps at a time, almost tripping over the gauze skirt under her feet, but before she could stabilize her footsteps, the letter in her hand was snatched by Princess Jing.
The letter was sent from Quanzhou to Beijing, and then it was sent over quickly. Looking at the familiar characters, Princess Jing's eyes became slightly moist. She blinked away the tears from her eyes, greedily looking at the contents of the letter.
In the letter, Zhu Junyang wrote about his life on the ship and some interesting things at sea. The main point is that I personally hunted a shark at sea, and made the fins into shark fins. This time, I sent it back with the letter to the mother and concubine to taste.
After reading this, both Mei Xiang and Lan Xiang jokingly said that the king of Xiaojun was really filial, and he did not forget to bring good things for the princess when he was outside. Princess Jing happily ordered: "At noon, take the shark's fin hunted by my son and make soup. It must be a thousand times better than the ones on the market." The two big girls said yes.
Zhu Junyang also said: "When the concubine mother received the letter, the boy had almost arrived in Nanyang. I heard that the customs there are very different from those in the Central Plains. There is no winter there, and there is no snow falling. The skin of the people there is very dark. It has a high forehead and a broad nose, and its appearance is slightly different from that of Middle Earth. I heard that on the other side of the vast sea, there is a race with shiny black skin and looks like a chimpanzee. If there is a chance, my child would like to see it and draw a few pictures by himself. Take the portrait back to the mother and concubine for tasting."
Finally, he said: "Parents are here, don't travel far, forgive the child's unfilial piety, and can't be happy. Mother and concubine, there were still many places in the Ming Dynasty where people were poorly clothed and hungry. Picking land, high yield, can be eaten as a staple food. Haier’s task this time is to bring back corn seeds and try to grow them. I believe that at that time, the introduction and planting of corn will definitely benefit the common people. At that time, There will be no more famines in the Ming Dynasty, and all people in the world can live and work in peace..."
Concubine Jing watched and couldn't stop crying: "It's been almost half a year, and I just arrived in Nanyang. I will go to Xiyang soon... When will my Yang'er come back!"
Lan Xiang hurriedly comforted: "Princess, please don't be like this. The Xiaojun Wang wrote back to reassure you. You must know that this letter made you sad. With the Xiaojun Wang's filial piety, he will definitely blame himself. Do you think I think, the little county king has already arrived in Nanyang, and it will not be long before Xiyang. Maybe, in a few months, the little county king will appear in front of you and surprise you!"
Princess Jing gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, nodded and said: "Well, my son will definitely come back as soon as possible. After finding the corn, I will never let him go out so far again. I want to scare me !"
"Your Majesty, General Zhaoyong's wife, you are here with your beloved daughter." The woman in charge of the outer courtyard came in a hurry and reported.
Concubine Jing finally remembered that she invited Madam Fang to come over and said hurriedly, "Hurry up."
The souvenirs brought by Mrs. Fang and Xiaocao are not expensive items, but a limited edition roasted chicken with sweet-scented osmanthus duck in a gift box from Zhenxiu Restaurant. This was Yu Xiaocao's idea.
From Xiaocao's point of view, what rare items has the princess not seen before? When giving gifts, of course you have to choose the right one and not the expensive one. When we dined together last time, the princess seemed to have a special liking for sweet-scented osmanthus duck, so this is definitely the right gift! Besides, the gift box set of Zhenxiulou is not something everyone can buy. The gift box is beautifully designed, and it is quite decent to give as a gift.
Sure enough, after Princess Jing received the gift, she was extremely rare, and kept saying that she had a good day today. Knowing that it was a gift chosen by Xiaocao, Princess Jing praised the little girl for her kindness.