But speaking of it, she really misunderstood Xiaojun Wang yesterday. Although the jade pendant in the purse was not gold or silver, its texture was so extraordinary that even a person like her who didn't know much about jade could see it at a glance. She secretly showed it to her godmother at night, at least it was worth a few thousand taels! Buying a cart of melons for a few thousand taels is worthy of being a royal family, a real rich man!
The watermelons cut today are relatively large, weighing about twenty catties. The king of the small county must not be able to eat it all by himself. Like a good fortune boy, Yu Xiaocao picked up slices of watermelon and distributed them.
Looking at the watermelon that exudes a tempting melon fragrance, County Magistrate Zhao hesitantly glanced at King Yang, and did not dare to pick up the watermelon before him until he spoke. Zhao Zixuan came from a poor family, with no one in charge, and only became a county magistrate when he was forty years old. After finally having the opportunity to meet the nobles in Beijing, naturally he dared not make the slightest mistake.
Seeing that the county magistrate took the watermelon, other officials in the county government who came to the nobleman with familiar faces also took the watermelon one after another and thanked the little girl. Not only the officials of Tanggu, but also the servants and bodyguards accompanied by King Yangjun were all given watermelons. Those old people in the village will naturally not miss them.
The joyful scene in the yard made Zhu Junyang feel that today's watermelon is sweeter than yesterday's, and it has been sweet to the bottom of his heart. In a good mood, he picked up a cucumber, looked at it curiously, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it. Well, the taste is good, crisp and juicy. Although the taste is not as sweet as watermelon, it has a special taste.
Poor child, I have never seen a freshly picked whole cucumber. When I eat it, it is carefully carved by the cook. I don’t know that this green, green and delicious cucumber is the original appearance of the cucumber!
Seeing the sweetness of the little county king's food, County Magistrate Zhao picked up one as a joke, and gnawed non-stop like the county prince, and couldn't help but praise: "The cucumbers grown by Miss Yu's family are better than those sold in the market. It’s delicious! It’s said that your family has a secret recipe for growing vegetables, I wonder if there is such a thing?”
Yu Xiaocao took a tomato, took a small bite, sucked the juice inside with relish, and smiled when she heard this: "How can there be any secret recipe? It's just that the serving is more delicate! It may be that our vegetables ripen earlier, and we are tired of eating them." Chinese cabbage and radish all winter, I think it’s just fresh!”
After eating a cucumber, Zhu Junyang saw that Xiaocao ate a tomato deliciously, so he picked up another big red tomato, followed her example, bit a small bite, and gently sucked the sweet and sour juice inside .
"What... is this?" Zhu Junyang couldn't help asking curiously.
Yu Xiaocao vigorously introduced: "This is called a tomato, also called a wolf peach! It seems to be imported from abroad and grown as an ornamental plant. In fact, it is a vegetable with high nutritional value. It is not like the rumors. Toxic—oh, yes! Unripe green tomatoes do contain some toxins…”
"What? This thing is poisonous??" The accompanying people were shocked, and Wu Deshun snatched the tomato from King Yang's hand with an ugly expression on his face.
Zhao County Magistrate's face was ashen, and he shouted: "Bold!! How dare you poison the county king? What crime should you deserve?! Hurry up, take her down!!"
Yu Xiaocao, who was holding the tomato and eating the rustling red flesh inside, was held down by the guards of King Yang immediately, and the tomato in her hand fell to the ground and rolled to Zhu Junyang's feet.
Looking down at the small tooth marks on the half of the tomato, Zhu Junyang frowned slightly, his eyes darkened when he saw the painful expression on Xiaocao's face, and his thin lips were pursed into a line. Wu Deshun, who has been with him for many years, knew that his master was really angry, and hurriedly reviewed his mistakes: "I didn't notice it for a while, please forgive me!"
"What are you arresting me for? Let go! Let go!!" Yu Xiaocao's arms were twisted behind her back, the force made her very uncomfortable, she struggled a little, and screamed with a wrinkled face.
Yu Lichun, who came with him, hurriedly knelt in front of the stern-faced King Yang, pleading tremblingly: "Your Highness, this tomato has been eaten many times, and it is not poisonous! Your Highness please learn from it!!"
The village chief also ate the tomatoes grown by Yu's family, and he also knelt down to intercede for Yu Xiaocao: "The tomatoes are indeed not poisonous, and Caomin ate two of them this morning! Among them... there must be some misunderstanding!!"
Only then did Yu Xiaocao understand why she was arrested. She couldn't laugh or cry and said: "If the tomatoes are poisonous, I would eat them myself. Could it be that I am tired of living and want to commit suicide? I have no grievances with the Xiaojun Wang, poisoning him to me What's the benefit?? I think you are too nervous, you won't have persecution paranoia?"
"Persecution paranoia? What is that?" Hearing this new vocabulary, Zhu Junyang made a gesture and asked his subordinates to release him. It seems that he often heard some strange words in front of the emperor! Could this little girl be the emperor's illegitimate child living outside? Xiaojun Wang, you have opened your mind too much, haven't you
Yu Xiaocao plopped down on the stone bench in front of him, angrily picked up another tomato, waved it at the rude guards like a demonstration, and took a big bite viciously. As if that tomato was the meat of the guards.
Because her mouth was stuffed with tomato pulp, her voice became slurred: "Poisonous? Ripe tomatoes are not poisonous!! What a ignorance, what's more, it's more strange!!—Persecution paranoia, that's why I'm sick here, thinking about it all the time Someone will kill him!"
As he spoke, he pointed to his head with his index finger.
Zhu Junyang also picked up a bright red tomato and was about to put it in his mouth, but was stopped by the loyal guards in unison: "The king of the county..."
"Don't make a fuss, no one will harm you here! Relax, or you will become a persecution paranoid patient!" Zhu Junyang raised his eyebrows, obviously in a good mood, and the tomatoes in his mouth seemed to become more delicious .
After eating a stomach full of melons and fruits, it seems that it is time to get up and move around. Zhu Junyang stood up, not forgetting to grab a tomato in his hand, and walked slowly towards the outside of the courtyard, saying: "Go, it's time to go to the cornfield!"
When a group of people arrived at the corn field, Yu Hai, his wife and Liu Hu's family had just watered more than ten mu of land. This spring, there is not much rain. Fortunately, the Yu family's field is not far from a mountain stream, so it is convenient to irrigate.
After waving his hand to stop Yu Hai's group from kneeling to greet him, Zhu Junyang came to the field in person and bent down to look at a corn seedling that was almost as high as his knees. In less than 20 days after he returned to the voyage, the corn had grown so tall. It seems that the crop of corn grows very fast!
Straighten up and look around, ten acres of corn are stretching their leaves in the sun. The bright spring sun shines down, and there seems to be lively elves beating on each leaf.
"Not bad! You planted corn very well!" Zhu Junyang praised him sincerely without hesitating his own praise.
Yu Hai was waiting for a few words of modesty, when his precious foolish and bold daughter said triumphantly: "Of course! We don't fight uncertain battles. If we don't do well, how dare we sign a military order?"
Seeing the little girl's vivacious and triumphant expression, Zhu Junyang felt—today's sun is so nice, warm and bright; much cuter...
His good mood remained until he returned to the other courtyard where Princess Jing was temporarily staying. Princess Jing looked at her youngest son again and again. Although her face was still expressionless, her lips were still pursed into a line, and her eyes still shone with a cold light, she clearly felt that her son seemed to be in a good mood. .
Her little Junyang went out early in the morning and didn't come back until evening. I don't know what good thing happened to make him change the state of the "walking air conditioner"? Uh, I accidentally brought out the emperor's evaluation of his son. However, it's pretty cool!
According to her understanding of her son, if she asked directly, she would definitely not be able to ask anything. The only way is to start with the people around him. Glancing at her youngest son who was drinking tea, she asked Wu Deshun, who was standing upright beside her, "Where did you go with Xiaojun Wang today?"
Wu Deshun glanced at his master, and seeing that the other party seemed to have no objection to his answer, he hurriedly said, "Going back to your mother, I went to Dongshan Village with my master today to check the growth of Yu's corn and potatoes."
"Oh, I went to Dongshan Village! I heard from Mrs. Fang that it is surrounded by mountains and the sea, and the environment is good. Yang'er, what do you think?" In Dongshan Village, Princess Jing heard words of praise from Mrs. Fang more than once. I yearn for it. However, at this time she was very curious, what good happened to her son in Dongshan Village
"Well, that's good!!" Alas, she shouldn't have asked this son who cherishes words like gold. Look, four words popped out of his mouth like a favor!
However, this does not affect the communication between the two mothers. Princess Jing has become accustomed to the conversation mode of talking to herself: "Listen to that girl Cao'er, now that the weather is warm, you can go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables, and use the cover to catch them." For some pheasants and hares, there is a tooth-beating festival; you can catch the sea while the tide is low, clams, scallops, sea oysters... If you are lucky, you can see sea cucumbers washed ashore! Last time, the little girl used the seafood she brought over , I made spicy fried clams, steamed scallops with garlic, grilled sea oysters... My mouth is watering just thinking about it! You said, why didn’t I meet Xiaocao first? In that case, the godmother will have nothing to do with Mrs. Fang!”
Concubine Jing was rambling on, but she didn't notice that her youngest son was listening very carefully.
Zhu Junyang rubbed his chin, spicy fried clams? Garlic steamed scallops? Sounds quite appetizing! The meal that he ate at the Yu family's old house at noon today was cooked by the little girl of the Yu family by his name, and the taste was extraordinary and extraordinary. Although they are all home-cooked meals, the taste is different, and it is more palatable to him than the dishes in well-known restaurants in the capital. He thought silently, how could he find a reason to try the seafood made by the little girl
"Ah-choo!" Yu Xiaocao, who had sent away the great God Yangjun Wang, who was lying on the kang in large characters, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed loudly.
"Who? Who is plotting against me behind my back?" Yu Xiaocao rubbed her nose and muttered.