The officials of the Ministry of Finance, you look at me, I look at you, they are all confused! King Yang, you have received the imperial decree, you can't just let it go! If it can't be planted, the emperor will be furious, and no one can bear the responsibility!
Yangjun Wang can let go of it, but their household department can't! The officials of the Ministry of Household Affairs recruited experienced farmers to cultivate an experimental field in Huangzhuang. Together, a group of people decided to plant a piece of corn by sowing and sorting. Corn seeds are divided into directly planting the seeds, and planting after breeding. As for potatoes, the old farmer found that they were somewhat similar to sweet potatoes, so he tried to plant a field in the same way as sweet potatoes. The officials of the household department buried the potatoes directly in the soil and planted a field.
During this period, King Yang only came to check once, but he never came a second time. When Hubu Shangshu wrote down the method of cultivating new crops in written form, and was about to present it to him for his review, he was in vain. The chief steward of Prince Jing's mansion informed that the king of Xiaojun was already far away in Tanggu Town.
After being busy in Beijing for half a month, the emperor mercifully granted him a ten-day vacation. Zhu Junyang went straight to the other courtyard where the mother concubine of Tanggu Town was. The other courtyard of Prince Jing's mansion in Xishan has not yet been completed, and Concubine Jing still lives in the courtyard of the former county magistrate's wife. The county magistrate Wu came to Beijing to report on his duties last fall, and the Wu family found him a fifth-rank bachelor of servant lecturer.
In order to surprise his mother and concubine, Zhu Junyang did not send anyone to inform him in advance. He brought his bodyguards and hurried all the way to the other courtyard, and casually asked the concierge: "Has my concubine mother ever gone out recently?"
The concierge cautiously bent down and replied: "Going back to the county king, the princess has not gone out recently. However, today I invited Mrs. Fang's goddaughter Miss Yu to the house to talk."
Miss Yu? Zhu Junyang's ancient and unhappy eyes were slightly rippling. The little girl who swore she could grow corn and potatoes! At that time, it was the self-confidence radiating from the little girl that gave him the urge to trust her. Perhaps, she will bring him a different surprise
Thinking of seeing that little girl with big eyes full of spirituality, Zhu Junyang had a little expectation in his calm heart. He didn't realize that his steps into the other courtyard were a little more urgent than usual.
The spring day is just right, and the garden is full of colorful flowers. In the back garden of the other courtyard, Concubine Jing leaned against the beauty and softly asked about Mrs. Fang's situation: "Is Mrs. Fang going to give birth soon?"
Yu Xiaocao returned with a smile on her face: "Yes! The due date is only two days away. The godmother dragged her heavy body around the garden several times every day for the sake of her little brother. I checked the pulse and said that the godmother is recovering well. However, the godmother's legs are so swollen that she can't even wear her old shoes!"
Princess Jing sighed softly, and said: "Children are all debts from previous lives! Parents, who care about their children with all their heart and soul, and those who have no heart? They don't understand their parents' feelings at all. Just say My mistress! Didn’t discuss it with my family, so I quietly went to the sea and sailed to the west. I hoped day and night, but I finally hoped for him to come back, didn’t I? Knowing that my mother is here, but learning Dayu, pass through the house but don't enter. Tell me, does he have a mother like me in his heart?"
Hearing that Zhu Junyang, who was standing still among the bushes, twitched the corners of his mouth, hesitating in his heart whether he should go out to meet his mother or concubine at this time. According to the usual experience, if he goes out now, he will definitely be greeted with a cry. He is not afraid of anything, but the tears of his mother and concubine.
While hesitating, I heard Yu Xiaocao's voice comforting melodiously and softly: "Madam, a man should be self-improving. What mother doesn't want her son to have a future? But since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety can't be both, and the prince of the small county is on official business. If I come to see you first Wouldn't it be a disaster if someone with a heart sees it? Ma'am, you don't want him to be charged with disregarding public and private interests after wandering at sea for so many days, right? Believe the little prince, what he misses the most in his heart must be It's you! When the business in Beijing comes to an end, he will definitely come flying over!"
Xiaocao's voice seemed to have a magical power to soothe people's hearts. Not to mention Princess Jing, even Zhu Junyang standing behind the tree was shocked by her kindness. His handsome eyes like ice lifted up slightly, that smile that was as bright as a spring sun melted his coldness; those soft whispers blew across his heart like a spring breeze...
Lowering his eyes, his eyes regained their tranquility. Zhu Junyang pushed aside the willow branches gently, walked over quickly, and called in a low voice: "Mother Concubine—"
Concubine Jing held Xiao Caoshou'er's jade hand for a while, laughed at herself, and said, "Oh! Look at me, my heart and mind are full of my three sons, and I have auditory hallucinations!"
Xiaocao slightly turned her body, and saw the handsome and tall figure among the flowers, her smile became even brighter: "Your Majesty, you heard me right! It's the Prince Xiaojun who sees you coming!"
There was a little helplessness in Zhu Junyang's voice, and he accentuated his tone, shouting: "Mother and concubine, Yang'er is unfilial, I miss you!"
Concubine Jing stood up abruptly, because she got up too quickly, there was darkness in front of her eyes, she swayed a few times, and almost fell back against the beauty again. Zhu Junyang's face changed, and he rushed over with a stride, and he and Xiaocao supported Princess Jing from left to right.
"Mother Concubine, what's wrong with you? Hurry up! Send the imperial doctor!!" Only when facing Concubine Jing, all Zhu Junyang's indifference and coldness will melt away. In the dark memory of his childhood, only the concubine mother was like the last ray of sunshine, illuminating his heart and allowing him to gain the only warmth in the cold experience. Although the concubine mother likes to tease him with vicious humor, she treats him wholeheartedly and can make him depend on her at ease.
Yu Xiaocao took the pulse for Princess Jing, relieved her heart, and said, "Don't panic, Xiaojun Wang, the princess just got up in a hurry, and the blood supply to the brain is temporarily insufficient, so the symptoms of dizziness will appear, and you will be fine after a short rest. "
The coldness in Zhu Junyang's eyes shot towards her like a sharp sword. This cold look made Xiaocao shiver uncontrollably—this little county king's eyes are a little scary!
"What are you still doing in a daze! Why don't you hurry up and ask the imperial doctor?!" Zhu Junyang obviously didn't believe the words of a teenager, and he sternly said to Mei Xiang, the close girl next to the princess, "If the princess's condition is delayed, Watch out for your dog's life!!"
Mei Xiang's face turned pale immediately, and she shivered under the fierce eyes of the Xiaojun Wang, her legs were so weak that she could barely move. The Xiaojun Wang's anger is not for fun. When she was an ordinary girl in Prince Jing's mansion, she heard that the nine-year-old Xiaojun Wang had cut off the hands of Chuntao, the most beloved girl beside Princess Jing.
Later, it was verified that Chuntao had been bought by the side concubine's family long ago, and chronically poisoned Concubine Jing's refreshments. For some reason, she was noticed by the little county king who was still a child at that time. Fortunately, it was discovered early, the poisoning of the princess was not deep, but it also had an impact on her body...
Princess Jing patted her younger son's hand reassuringly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine! Xiaocao is good at cooking medicinal food, and after drinking her medicinal food, my health has improved a lot. The year you left Too many, I have never been sick once. This is all thanks to the little grass girl! She said I am fine, so I should be fine! Don’t make a fuss!! San’er, let my mother take a look—it’s dark and thin— Over the past year, you have suffered a lot, right?"
As she spoke, Princess Jing burst into tears with distress. Zhu Junyang's scalp felt numb when he saw his mother's concubine's drooping look, and hurriedly said: "Mother's concubine, I was just darkened by the sea wind on the boat, and I look thinner when I get dark. Touch my arm , It’s much stronger! Didn’t I tell you? The supplies on the boat are sufficient, and a lot of delicious seafood can be caught at sea. How can it be possible for the son to suffer when there are so many people around him? I think the concubine has lost weight This is because I think about my son! My son is really unfilial... "
Only in front of Princess Jing, Zhu Junyang, who cherishes words like gold and is cold and ruthless, can express his feelings like a normal person.
Seeing her little son who was usually expressionless like a sculpture, Princess Jing wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and with a smile on her lips, she said, "Have I lost weight? Haven't I?" I feel a bit fatter! The clothes I brought before are all tight! This is all thanks to Cao’er. She comes here from time to time, and it’s herbal food and delicious food. My appetite has increased. less!"
Zhu Junyang took a closer look at the concubine mother, and found that the concubine mother's complexion has improved a lot, her thin cheeks have become rounder, and her pale face before has a healthy blush, and she looks much younger than before. The gaze he looked at Xiaocao softened unconsciously. Wei Wei nodded, and said, "Thank you Miss Yu for taking care of my concubine mother!"
Yu Xiaocao hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Young Prince, you are welcome! The concubine is my godmother's handkerchief, and she treats me like my own niece. I am too happy to be able to take good care of her body!"
Princess Jing held Xiaocao's white and soft hands, her smile was full of sincere love: "Xiaocao, this girl is so sweet! It is said that a girl is a mother's caring little padded jacket. I only gave birth to three boys, and the only one The quilted jacket is also like a boy, not caring at all, and was snatched away! Xiaocao, why don't you be my daughter..."
Zhu Junyang's silent eyebrows moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. For some reason, he felt a little conflicted about Yu Xiaocao becoming his younger sister—could it be because he was afraid that the little girl would win over his concubine's favor? No way, he is almost seventeen, past the age of competing for favor.
Yu Xiaocao expressed helplessness, why did everyone want to recognize her as a relative? Not to mention her godfather and mother, it seems that the Supreme Emperor said that he would recognize her as his granddaughter, and even the dean of Rongxuan Academy once hinted at letting her be his granddaughter. Concubine Jing also came to join in the fun. Could it be that she is too cute, everyone loves flowers and sees flowers bloom
"Niang Niang, if my godmother hears this sentence, I will be anxious to you, saying that you stole her daughter!" Yu Xiaocao expressed her meaning implicitly while laughing.
Princess Jing wanted to say something more, but was distracted by her youngest son. Zhu Junyang told his mother and concubine some of his experiences abroad as stories, and he was relieved when he saw that she no longer mentioned the matter of adopting a adopted daughter.