Behind the old Duke stood an old nanny, who was next to Mrs. Zheng Guogong, and she was also a fine old man.
In the past few days, the prince has always come to the old man's house early in the morning to eat.
A few days ago, the maid who could cook left behind by Mr. Jinyi Township just brought the court food, then silently retreated to the outside room, only waiting for the old man to summon him before coming in.
But since the son came to the old man to eat the court food, the girl led someone to set up the food, and then stood by the table and did not leave.
As soon as Shizi came in, her eyeballs seemed to fall on Shizi, and she just followed Shizi.
Such an obvious thought, the old mother simply scoffed.
These days, the old mama has also arranged staff, thinking that while Ming Yan is not paying attention, she will follow her and learn a few tricks. But who knows, that girl is also thoughtful, whenever she is cooking, she even drives everyone around her out, and then locks the door of the small kitchen, she would rather be burned by the smoke, and guard everyone The secret recipe, don't let others get it.
After listening to Mingyan's introduction, the old man waved at her, "Go down."
"Ah?" Before Mingyan could react, she said in a daze: "It's better to let the servants serve the Duke's meals. On weekdays in the Jing'an uncle's mansion, the Xiangjun is also the most satisfied with the servants' service."
The old mama sneered, but at this time she did not forget to mention Mr. Jinyi, why didn't he mention Mr. Xiang when talking about those delicacies
The old Duke suddenly frowned and glanced at Ming Yan, his eagle-like old eyes were sharp, immediately making people invisible.
Ming Yan couldn't help trembling, and quickly bowed her head and retreated.
The old man glanced at Mingyan's back, that little girl left the incompetent maid to him, an old fellow, why, use him as a touchstone? I wonder if the little girl is satisfied
The old man thought of what Chu Lian said when he was in a coma that day when he persuaded him to eat, and found it more and more interesting. It seemed that he really had to see what this little girl was capable of.
The grandparents and grandchildren ran out of food, and soon after the servants removed the plates, Zheng Guogong also came.
When Zheng Guogong saw his son with his father again, he frowned, "What time is it, you still don't go to the Imperial College, your grandfather is in good health, you are not allowed to disturb your grandfather in the morning!"
Zheng Shizi grinned, and ran away in a flash.
Zheng Guogong's three generations were single-handed, and the family education was actually very strict. Although Zheng Shizi was favored, Zheng Guogong was very strict with him. He is seventeen years old now, and all the servants in the yard are servants, he doesn't even have a room, and he is still a serious boy.
Zheng Guogong has long seen that the maid who can cook left behind by Mr. Jinyixiang is not pure in heart, how could he give her a chance to contact her son.
Old Zheng Guogong glanced at his son and pointed to the seat next to him.
"Come on, sit down, how are things going?"
Zheng Guogong took a sip from the teacup and nodded, "The son has already done what the father explained."
The old man was leaning on the chair, playing with two Wenwan walnuts in his hands, with his eyes slightly closed, looking very comfortable.
Zheng Guogong paused, and said: "Why does father think of the third boy of the He family? Even if mother is old with Mrs. He, the affairs between our two houses have always been incompatible with each other. If father feels that Jinyi Township Your favor, there will be plenty of opportunities to repay it in the future."
Old Zheng Guogong shook his head, "For me, it's just a matter of raising my hand, so I'll treat it like a cheap girl. Don't worry, my father will not interfere in the affairs of the Jing'anbo Mansion in the future."
Hearing his father's promise, Zheng Guogong finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although his father is well-known, he retired from the court after all. If the old man wants to get involved in these matters too much, it will definitely attract criticism from others.
In the evening in Liangzhou in the north, the golden color is scattered all over the withered and yellow grassland. Although it is a bitter cold place, this kind of scenery is magnificent and vast, which makes people feel heart-opening.
Not far away, gold fell on the two people in front and behind, leaving long shadows on the withered yellow grass.
The cold wind blew past, and the robes of the two people were blown up high. From a distance, they seemed to be standing on the edge of the red sun, step by step, walking towards the last hope of the warm red sun.
He came and walked a few steps faster to catch up with his master. He didn't join He Changdi in the northern frontier army, but stayed in Liangzhou City to help He Changdi with his affairs.
The military camp was resting today, and he brought what his master needed to the gate of the military camp.
He didn't know that his master had been promoted until he arrived in the army.
From a general who led a hundred soldiers to a lieutenant who led five hundred soldiers.
Don't look at the addition of only four hundred people, but it can be regarded as an essential transformation.
To put it well, he is a soldier of the first army, but to put it badly, he can only be regarded as an elite soldier leading a hundred people, but the school lieutenant is different, if you really count it, he is of high grade.
Of course, He Changdi, an infantry captain who now commands 500 people, cannot be compared with a cavalry captain like Guo Xiaowei, but he can be regarded as a mid-level officer, from the sixth rank.
You must know that it is very difficult for soldiers to get promoted in the absence of war, especially when they are under such a strict general in the northern border as Duke Lu. Such a beautiful thing is almost impossible to happen.
He is getting more and more happy, his master's hard work is finally not in vain, the third young master is worthy of the prestige of the family of military generals in the Jing'an House.
If you write a letter to tell Jingzhong about this matter, Mrs. He will not know how happy she is!
If the third young master can be promoted by one more rank, maybe the third grandma can become the imperial wife.
Thinking of this, the corners of Lai Yue's mouth could not help but twitched, but he was a little puzzled seeing his young master still looking so cold.
Lai Yue walked around to his master, "Third young master, where are we going, it's rare for you to take a rest, why don't you go back to the small courtyard in the city to have a good rest?"
He Changdi slightly raised his head and looked at the dilapidated tents that seemed to be floating in the distance in the distance. Instead of answering Lai Yue's words, he asked, "Is there a letter from Beijing?"
Having followed He Changdi for many years, he also understood that he didn't want to say more, so he wisely didn't ask again, "According to the time, the letter from Beijing should arrive in just two days."
He Changdi nodded, then fell silent again.
For the rest of the journey, he didn't say a word, instead he became more and more anxious, wondering what was going on with his master, isn't this a promotion? Why did he still have a stinky face, as if everyone owed him thousands of taels of silver.
small theater:
In the small black room.
He Sanlang: Let me out, let me out quickly!
Xue Shanlan (beating the whip): What are you shouting for, what are you shouting for!
He Sanlang: Xue Shanlan, if you don't let me out, be careful that I will kill you! Don't you know I'm born again!
Xue Shanlan: Hurry up, I’m your mother, I don’t know anything, it’s just shutting you down for dozens of chapters, so impatient, what will happen in the future!
He Sanlang (Liang Jian): I will run away with my mother and daughter-in-law when I do important woolen work, will you pay me for it
Xue Shanlan (cautiously removes the edge of the sword): ... Well, my old lady is very merciful and pulls you out for a walk.