Nanny Zhong's letter was very homely and nothing fancy.
When reading those paragraphs, he could clearly feel the joy and relief of Nanny Zhong.
That's what the letter said.
"This old slave doesn't know that the third grandma is proficient in culinary skills. The small kitchen in Songtao Garden makes different meals every day. The third grandma is considerate of her servants, so this old slave is lucky to have good food. Yes, the chicken shredded noodles are the most satisfying, no, no, there are also the silver shredded flower rolls, Poria steamed stuffed buns are also good, this is the first time for this old slave to experience the desire for food! If so, the old slave is most looking forward to the time of meal every day..."
There is a long paragraph in the back, probably because she couldn't stop once she wrote about the third grandma cooking food. When Nanny Zhong came to her senses, she found that she had written too much, so she had to change the topic abruptly later.
"Third Mistress is a foodie. Third Young Master, don't worry about Third Mistress's health in the north, but Young Master, you should take care of yourself and eat more every day..."
He Changdi had a mouthful of stagnant blood in his throat, and was almost spit out in anger. This Nanny Zhong told him to eat better after talking about so many delicious foods, and she didn't even think about the bitter cold in the north, what could there be!
He Sanlang lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the milk wine in front of him, suddenly found it hard to swallow.
This poisonous woman is really vicious!
He was the one who bribed him with those delicacies!
He Sanlang's handsome face was a little distorted, and when he secretly decided to reply to the letter in his heart, he must remind Nanny Zhong, don't forget his original intention and be easily bribed just because he ate something made by the poisonous woman.
In the end, he watched the turmoil in Dingyuanhou's mansion again, his eyes became dark.
The hand holding the letter tightened slightly.
How could it be, why was the matter in Dingyuanhou's mansion different
And because of this, that poisonous woman had a relationship with Princess Duanjia
He Changdi suppressed his astonishment, and after a while, he had a plan.
In the last paragraph of the letter, Nanny Zhong made a small reproach that Chu Lian would not be in charge of the family, so she only borrowed a humble reason of her birthday to reward the servants in the yard.
birthday? tip
How could He Changdi not know about Chu Lian's birthday, but for a woman he hates so much, he doesn't need to help her celebrate her birthday. A pair of gold earrings and a gold ring, He Changdi snorted coldly.
Contempt in my heart, thinking that this little thing can buy the hearts of the people in the courtyard and buy the people he put in
dream!
He Sanlang didn't know why he was so angry, didn't he have already buried his hatred deep into his blood
In this life, he wants to be a fierce lion who hides in the dark and controls everything, but every time he can't suppress his anger because of Chu Lian, a poisonous woman, he will be furious in the next second.
It seemed that as long as he saw that her trajectory was different from her previous life, he couldn't help but get angry.
He knew Chu Lian's pitiful dowry when she married into Jing'an Bo's mansion. He subsidized it in the previous life, but in this life, let her suffer by herself!
Isn't it for the sake of face that you like to reward servants
Then he just sits and waits to see the day when she "goes bankrupt".
Lai Yue secretly observed his master's expression, he was very curious, he didn't know what happened to the young master, but after reading a letter, his expression was so changeable, sometimes angry, sometimes ferocious, sometimes sneering... Shrinking his neck, he felt a chill down his back on a hot day.
As if he knew what He Changdi was going to do, the barbarian got up and took the pen and paper himself. He Changdi winked at the two people around him, and they both stood aside.
When He Changdi finished writing the reply letter, put it in an envelope and sealed it, and handed it to the barbarian man. The barbarian man nodded and carefully put the letter into his arms.
He Changdi and Lai Yue rested in the tent for a while, and saw the woman who had gone out before come in with a boy leading a horse carrying a huge wooden bucket.
Then the boy poured buckets of hot water back and forth into the wooden bucket. Only then did he realize that this was probably for the young master to take a bath.
After everything was ready, only Yue Yue waited in the tent.
He Changdi soaked in the bathtub, and then breathed a sigh of relief. His slender arms rested on the edge of the bathtub, and the muscles on his arms were slightly swollen. He was not as thin as when he was dressed. After wiping his master's back and shampooing his hair, he saw the black stubble on the young master's face more and more, so he found the razor he brought with him, and wanted to shave it off for him.
He Changdi felt his movement and pushed him away, "You don't need to shave your beard, that's it."
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I am getting more and more stunned. The aesthetics of the Great Wu Dynasty is somewhat similar to that of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Men are most sought after as white as jade, so in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion outside, those young men have to apply powder on their faces to make their faces look ugly. Pale.
This kind of phenomenon not only appears on romantic occasions, some noble descendants also wear makeup and powder when they go out to meet friends, and some even put flowers in their hair. Young people nowadays don't like to grow beards.
It is precisely because of this that there are so many people who look like Xiao Bojian.
In the past, although He Sanlang never imitated those men by applying hairpins or flowers on his face, his face was cleaned regularly. He Changdi had a good appearance, but he was not feminine. It gave him an extra layer of high-level and cold temperament, which made people's hearts beat endlessly.
It's just that if more than half of a handsome face is covered by a black beard, how can there be any elegance at all.
Today, He Changdi's mood is really changeable, and when he heard that he didn't want to shave, he didn't dare to persuade him anymore, and just put away the razor silently.
The horse-drawn carriage of Jing'anbo Mansion drove up the busy market for less than half an hour, and finally arrived in front of the gate of Prince Wei's Mansion.
Before Chu Lian sent the servant outside the carriage to the porter to deliver the post, a nun who was waiting at the door came up with two young maids.
As soon as Chu Lian helped Xiyan get out of the carriage, the welcoming mother said with a beaming face, "Is this grandma from the Jing'an residence?"
Wen Lan next to her blessed the nanny in front of her, and replied "exactly".
"Third Grandma, I'm looking forward to your coming. Our princess has asked the old slave to guard the door early in the morning. Third Grandma, come in quickly." The nanny who received her was only in her thirties. Gentle and smiling, very good impression.
"That will trouble Mammy."
When Chu Lian entered Wei Wang's mansion, the nun carefully prepared a sedan chair, and was carried by two strong women, and arrived at Duanjia Princess's yard in a quarter of an hour.
Prince Wei's Mansion is much more grand than Jing'anbo Mansion, with rockery pavilions, corridors and painting pavilions, and scenery everywhere. It really deserves to be the first of the three mansions in Shengjing City.
Chu Lian opened a pair of big clear eyes and looked at him curiously, his expression was full of appreciation.
Although she didn't have the dignified atmosphere of a lady like this, but this expression of innocence made people not feel annoyed at all.
At least it is much better than those young ladies who are obviously curious but deliberately reserved, with eyes full of envy and jealousy.
Chu Lian sat on the steps and looked at the scenery of Wei Wangfu, and felt that the garden scenery was no worse than the modern Humble Administrator's Garden.
When he saw a pavilion on the top of the rockery, Chu Lian took a second look out of curiosity.
The nanny who was with her explained to Chu Lian in a good mood, "Third grandma, the pavilion is called Buliu Pavilion, and the plaque on it is said to be the calligraphy of the former scholar Chu Buliu! That pavilion is just right to enjoy the cool air. When the wind blows, it feels refreshing."
Chu Lian nodded and smiled.
Chu Lian had a sweet smile, pure eyes, and a straightforward personality. In addition, this third grandmother was invited by her princess by name, and this nanny's eyes were even more kind.
Arriving at Princess Duanjia's courtyard, just as Chu Lian was being supported to step down, she looked up and saw Princess Duanjia standing under the corridor of the flower hall.
When she came to her side, Princess Duanjia raised her eyebrows slightly, then turned her eyes around Chu Lian, and saw the food box in the hand of Xiyan who was following behind her, her eyes burst into surprise , walking in front of Xiyan in three or two steps, took the food box from her hand, raised his chin slightly, and said to Chu Lian: "Chu Liu, is this for me?"
Chu Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he never thought that Princess Jingui she met at Dingyuanhou's mansion that day turned out to be such an arrogant character.
She nodded, her tone tolerant, "I made it with my own hands in the morning, and I brought it to the princess to taste."
Chu Lian spoke softly, although she was married, except for her hair style was different from that of the girl's family, she still looked like a young lady of the same age as Princess Duanjia.
Although Princess Duanjia's status is indeed noble, but in front of her, Chu Lian is like her sisters at home, without fear and caution, which makes Princess Duanjia feel better about her.
Princess Duanjia didn't even wait for her to salute, so she grabbed Chu Lian's hand and went to the flower hall.
The two sat down, and Princess Duanjia asked the maid beside her to put the snacks brought by Chu Lian on the table.
Princess Duanjia was a little stunned when she saw the snacks on two small porcelain plates being brought out.
There are six pieces of snacks lying on the small dark green pottery plate, each of which has a different color, ranging from creamy yellow, light green, to light red.
The flat snacks are somehow made into cute cat heads, and each cat has a different expression, which is very funny.
Chu Lian stared at Princess Duanjia's small mouth open in surprise, and smiled slightly.
Sure enough, such a cute snack is more popular with girls.
This is a plate of cookies with three different colors: milk, matcha and red dates. When making it, I used the mold of the cartoon cat head that was specially made before, and painted it with natural food coloring on the cookies. Some simple and cute expressions can be baked at the end. This is much simpler than what Jingbapiece did.
As for the other plate, it is a small plate of candied hawthorn snowballs. The snow-white frosting is wrapped around the round and ruddy hawthorn. It tastes not as sour as the original hawthorn, but it is not so sweet. Spitting core, delicious and convenient, such a small snack is the best to relieve greasy.
Princess Duanjia stared at the dim sum in front of her with bright eyes, and the big maid who was serving beside her also had a tight look, and hurriedly turned around to serve tea.