Chapter 113: A Chance Encounter in the Imperial Garden
"This ......" is really too many children of Shang Jun, and even a shrewd person like Mr. Cui sometimes can't figure it out, let alone Shang Jun, who is busy with state affairs every day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Shang Jun waved his hand, "No need to report, you stand far away, don't let her see it." ā
"Yes. Mr. Cui respectfully withdrew ten steps away, standing in the shade of a tree, just enough to block his figure. After Shang Jun walked towards the little girl, he whispered to a little chamberlain, "Go and inquire, whose daughter is this princess?"
The little chamberlain left silently, and Manager Cui continued to smile and looked at Shang Jun and the little princess from a distance.
She didn't know that there was someone behind her, and she was trying to reach out to pick the most brilliant peony flower, but this flower grew too far away, and she couldn't reach it with her little short hand.
Suddenly, a big hand reached over and picked the flower, and she looked over and saw a man in his thirties holding the flower and looking at him with a smile. She panicked suddenly, her mother said that she couldn't meet and talk to strangers, but she was caught when she was doing something bad, and this time she definitely didn't think about it anymore. It's better to run away first!
She thought about it for a while, and immediately turned around, trying to slip through the gap between the flowers, but at this time, the clothes on the back of her neck were suddenly lifted, and the whole person was lifted off the ground.
"Let go of me, let go of me!" cried out as she kicked her feet.
The man smiled: "It's okay to let you go, but you can't run, I have something to ask you." ā
"Okay! I'm not running!
"Talking counts?"
"It's the puppy who lied to you!"
She was soon put on the ground, and she straightened her clothes, which her mother had made from the best material she had ever gotten, and because it was her birthday, Aunt Yan had found out that she could wear them, and she could not break them.
"If you have anything to say, just ask!"
"Which palace are you from?"
"Which palace? this is the palace!" the concubine pouted, "which palace else can there be?"
In fact, it is because Ming Zhijun's status is too low, and he does not have his own independent palace, but lives in the West Sixth Courtyard where the ladies live. In addition, she rarely talks about things in the palace with her mother, so she really doesn't know anything about this palace, and even participates in the palace banquet at the end of the year every year, she just sits at the bottom of the position with her mother, and comes back after eating two mouthfuls of cold food. For her, Shang Jun was sitting on a high golden throne from afar, and the people who asked everyone to kneel and bow did not even see their faces clearly.
"Who is your mother?"
"My mother is my mother!
Shang Jun was stunned for a moment, laughed, it was really difficult to communicate with a little girl of three or four years old, he squatted down, "Then what do others call your mother?"
"What does it mean to be called?"
"What do you call your mother?"
"Oh," Fei'er nodded, looking at Shang Jun with disgust, "Why are you speaking clearly, you can call it whatever you want, and what you call it." I don't understand. ā
"Hahaha...... yes, yes, it's that I can't speak clearly. Can you tell me what people call your mother?"
"Ma'am. Aunt Yan and Xiao Nian both call me Mrs. Mother, and I don't know about the others. "After Ming Zhijun became a wife, there could have been two palace maids to serve him. However, Chen Yan volunteered to serve her, so she only needed a palace maid named Xiao Nian, who was also a person who didn't talk much.
"Madam?" Shang Jun thought for a while, it seems that the position of this girl's mother is Madame, but there are too many ladies in this palace, he can't remember it at all, and he has to investigate it when he goes back.
"Are you done asking? Can I go?"
Shang Jun raised the flowers in his hand, "Picking the flowers of the Imperial Garden without permission will be punished, do you know?"
"You'er knows it's wrong!" Yu'er lowered her head, looking like she was admitting her mistake, every time she used this trick to deal with Chen Yan, it was very useful.
"Your name is You'er?"
"Hmm!" Fei'er nodded, looking up at Shang Jun pitifully, "Don't you go and sue me, okay?" I just want to pick two flowers and give them to my mother, because today is my birthday. ā
"Why did you give your mother flowers for your birthday?"
"Because my mother was in a lot of pain when she gave birth to me!" said that it hurt her injured index finger, "Aunt Yan said that it hurts to cut ten fingers, do you think it hurts?"
Shang Jun looked at her fingers wrapped in strips of cloth, and felt a little distressed inexplicably, he held Yu'er's hand, "How did you hurt this?"
"I cut it when I cut the wood with a knife, it's okay, it's fine, it's not so painful!"
Shang Jun looked at the flowers in her hand, the strength of the three or four-year-old child was too small, and he could only pinch a few small flowers with tender branches. He smiled, reached out and picked a dozen peony flowers of different colors among the flowers, and handed them to You'er, "Give this to your mother, she will be very happy." ā
Yu'er looked at the delicate peony flowers, and then looked at the few small flowers in her palm, then carefully put the small flowers into her sleeves, and then held the peony flowers in her arms, "This is what you picked, if someone wants to punish me, you have to punish for me!"
What a quirky little girl! Shang Jun shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, no one dares to punish you!"
Yu'er nodded, and made a thank-you gift in a proper manner, "Thank you, uncle!"
Shang Jun touched his chin with a slightly short beard and smiled bitterly, "Go back quickly!"
Yu'er nodded, happily holding the flowers and walking towards the yard where she lived.
Manager Cui waited for her to go away before he stepped forward to serve, "Your Excellency, are you going back to the palace?"
Shang Jun shook his head, "Let's go, let's go over and have a look!" He couldn't help but be curious about the mother who could teach such a quirky daughter.
How did you know that she was still following someone behind her, so she just looked at the flowers in her hand, "Great, that uncle is so kind, he picked all the most beautiful flowers for me!"
"Mother, I'm back!"
As soon as she entered the courtyard, she shouted, and suddenly a person rushed over and hugged her tightly in her arms, it turned out to be Mingzhijun.
"Mother, what's wrong with you?" asked Yu'er, touching the tears on Ming Zhijun's face, puzzled.
Ming Zhijun wiped the tears on his face and asked sharply, "Where did you run to?" Aunt and I searched the entire West Sixth Courtyard, but we couldn't find you!"
"I ...... I'm going to the Imperial Garden!" Lady held the flower up, "Look! this is the flower I brought back to you!"
The Imperial Garden is close to the West Sixth Courtyard, and it will take a while to walk over, Ming Zhijun can't imagine that Yu'er, a child who has just turned four years old, actually walked so far alone, just to pick flowers. If you meet someone on the way, won't all your hard work be in vain?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, so she knocked her flowers to the ground and scolded, "Why are you so disobedient? Did your mother tell you that you couldn't run out?"
Yu'er was taken aback, she could feel the anger emanating from her mother, and immediately pursed her lips and cried "wow".
At this moment, a man's voice came from the door: "Don't go too far! I picked the flower for her!"