This winter, the wheat covers the three-layer quilt, and sleeps on the pillow of steamed buns in the coming year. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Murong Wei had never heard such a folk proverb, but she could deeply feel its charm from Tang Jia'er's radiant face, and also felt Tang Jiaer's sincere expectations for a bumper harvest in the coming year.

"Jia'er is also interested in these, and she is still learning agricultural mulberry with her grandmother?" Listening to Tang Jia'er's crisp sound like a pearl falling on a jade plate, Murong Wei was very interested, and looked at the lively and lovely little girl in front of her.

Tang Jia'er grew up in the folk with her grandmother, and saw a lot of people relying on the sky for food, and knew how difficult their lives were, which was essentially different from the girls from a family in the capital.

When her grandmother was planting vegetables, Tonga'er often caught insects on the side, and when her grandmother was spinning, she helped to rock the cart on the side, often taking the things collected from the Zhuangzi and distributing them to some of her friends in the people.

Although the little girl is not big, she was born with a compassionate bodhisattva heart, often watching the weather and paying attention to the farmers, and caring about the people's suffering.

Seeing that Her Royal Highness the princess drooped and asked, Tang Jia'er bit her lip embarrassedly: "Jia'er doesn't understand that, she only knows that the wind and rain are smooth, and only those who farm can have enough to eat." A few more rains this spring will allow the crops to be studied, and in autumn, the golden rice and wheat will be full, and it will be another bumper harvest year. ”

Tonga'er was changing her teeth, and the middle front tooth had fallen out and had not yet erupted. She said it seriously, just smiled lightly, and then revealed the big slit in the middle of her front teeth, which made Murong Wei want to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

I like Tang Jiaer's undisguised recklessness, to the point that it is somewhat comparable to my sister. However, my sister is used to being delicate, like a condensed rose without wind and rain, far less free and flamboyant than Tongaer, like a small tree growing vigorously in the countryside.

The candy in the palace is delicious, different from those in the old mansion. As he spoke, Tang Jia'er had already eaten two snow-white worn-silk candies, and now he picked up another one and put it in his mouth.

Thinking of her front teeth, Murong Wei motioned for the tassel to step forward, put the newly made cherry cake in front of her on the long table in front of Tang Jia'er, and said to her with a smile: "Miss Jia'er taste this snack, it's not sweet or greasy, you are changing your teeth now, you can't eat more sugar." ”

Tang Jia'er stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, obediently spit out the nest candy in the gargle held by the palace maid behind her, picked up a piece of cherry crisp and put it in her mouth, and immediately smiled.

Murong Wei liked it, called Yingluo over, and instructed: "In the cabinet at the back of the small Buddha hall, there is a set of "Qi Min Techniques" in the first line, and I went to get it and gave it to Miss Jia'er. ”

If it is a purse jewelry, Mrs. Tang will be disrespectful. She heard that Tang Ge Lao had mentioned this book, and knew that there were some origins, and when she heard that Her Royal Highness the princess was going to give such an important book, she hurriedly excused herself for her granddaughter.

Murong Wei smiled and said, "Don't hide it from the old lady, this palace doesn't know anything about Nongsang, and it has ruined good books in vain." But I admired Miss Jia'er's young age, and she spoke so insightfully, and Bengong liked it very much, so she took this set of books and let Miss Jia'er practice it. ”

The brighter Tong Jia'er's eyes became, the brightest stars in the night sky, flickering with an incomparably bright light, and even the pink vulgarity on his body became smart. She bent her knees and saluted Murong Wei, with excitement in her eyes that could not be concealed: "Sister Princess is really Ga'er's bosom friend." ”

Murong Wei's status is noble, but Jia'er is directly called a sister. Mrs. Tang was embarrassed, and scolded her granddaughter one after another: "Don't talk nonsense, sit on the side." ”

Looking at the interaction between the two ancestors and grandchildren, Murong Wei couldn't help it anymore, for fear that the old lady would be uncomfortable, so she had to cover her lips with a handkerchief to cover the smile on the corner of her lips.

The pair of ancestors and grandchildren were rude but innocent and simple, and Mama Bai also saw that Murong Wei really liked it, so she didn't stop it anymore, just smiled and made it interesting, and asked the old lady to sit down.

When Yingluo came over with the book, Tang Jia'er carefully stretched out her hand and stroked the thread-bound ancient book, revealing a rare expression. She saluted Murong Wei again, thanked her for the reward, and then hugged the lacquered gold box containing the book tightly in her arms.

Mrs. Tang retired to Murong Wei according to etiquette, and was led out of the palace by the palace people, just when the third prince Murong Peng came to greet the queen mother.

Old Madam Tang recognized it as the third prince, and quickly stopped her steps to salute. Tang Jia'er bowed with her grandmother, reluctant to hold the book in her arms, only hugged it tightly, but raised a pair of dark eyes like paint, and boldly looked directly at Murong Peng, feeling that this little boy in a navy blue trimmed brocade robe looked very good-looking.

Knowing that it was Tang Ge's old family, Murong Peng ordered someone to help him up with a graceful smile, and he was curious for a while, and glanced at Tang Jia'er again.

It is rare to have such a bold little girl in the palace, Murong Peng looked at it at a glance and saw that the little girl did not dodge or dodge, only her eyes were clear as a spring, as if she was as smart as an elf, and that glance left a very deep impression.

At this moment, neither of them knew that the person in front of them was the one who would stay together for the rest of their lives.

Eight years later, the sixteen-year-old Tang Jia'er was ruled by Empress Chu and officially entered the East Palace, becoming Murong Peng's undisputed crown princess, who could truly be commensurate with Murong Wei's sisters.

After Murong Peng ascended the throne, he changed his name to Mingde. As an adult, Tang Jia'er lived in the Fengluan Hall where the Queen of Chu once lived, and officially became the queen of Xixia Country, truly having a model of motherhood in the world.

Since then, the Fengluan Hall has been rich and noble, simple and casual. Because he did everything himself, personally went to the field to plant seedlings, weave cloth and spin yarn, and Tongjiaer had an excellent reputation among the people.

In the face of a flood disaster in the fifth year of Mingde, Tang Jiaer, the queen of the main palace, who was already the mother of the two princes, led people to walk in the forefront of disaster relief with such a noble identity, and personally delivered food and goods to the affected people, in exchange for the love of everyone in Xixia and respected her as a civilian mother.

That's all for later.

After the fifth day of the first lunar month, there are a few days before the Shangyuan Festival, the annual lantern festival in the imperial city of Gusu is extremely lively, and Emperor Chongming deliberately left Qin Heng and Gu Chenxiao out of Shangyuan before leaving.

Because of the stop of the two highnesses, the annual poetry meeting in Xixia Palace has become more important.

If the lantern festival in the imperial city is a good place for young men and women to express their love, and the poetry and paper meeting in the palace is a good place for the sons and ladies of the wealthy families in the capital to see each other.

Qin Heng's intention to come was not far away, and Queen Chu's vague reply was also imaginative.

Since she didn't want Murong Wei to marry far away, there were a few noblewomen in the capital who wanted to work hard for the title of Princess Jian'an. What's more, Qin Heng and Gu Chenxiao are both legendary first-class beautiful men, even if they are appreciated from afar, they will also add a lot of topics to these ladies.

After the New Year, Murong Wei will be thirteen years old, the age when it is time to take responsibility. In previous years, the poetry meetings were hosted by Empress Chu, but this year she wanted to delegate power. (To be continued.) )