The next day's rest, it should not be worth it, but it can't stand the habit of accumulating years, Yongque opened his eyes early.

The two jars of peach blossoms are like water to him, but recalling last night's wandering wreckage, Yongque pushed his temples, probably the so-called "wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk".

The sky is beautiful, a sunny day, the birdsong and the sun fall into the green tent through the stacked peaks, there is an unrealistic sense of remoteness. This hazy trance lasted only for a moment, Yongque slowly opened his eyes, and he looked carefully and expectantly at the side of the pillow, unsurprisingly but irrepressibly disappointed.

Although he took advantage of the drunken disorder to take advantage of people, he was unable and unwilling to continue to act recklessly. It is true that she has a delicate heart, but after all, she is a young girl, and it is already a grievance to follow him without a name, and if she confesses to him in a daze, even he feels that he is a brute.

There is a lot of food in the palace, and there are still palace rules in the previous dynasties, and there have been many cases of palace maids and eunuchs losing their lives because of this. Later, the power of the master of ceremonies and the Dongchang became more and more inflated, and there were not a few houses to raise outer rooms, and the master couldn't manage it anymore, and even the tens of thousands of slaves and maids in the palace were also benefited. Lonely deep palace, not to mention living together, it is just that there is someone who knows cold and knows hot and cold, and can also burn the cold heart by talking at night, and feel that he is a living person.

Yes, a living person. After last night, Yongque was down-to-earth, and he really felt that he was a living person. There are seven emotions and six desires, there are joys and sorrows, and then look at the birds and trees in this room, as if they are all alive because of one person.

However, the person who brought them to life actually walked away after last night's lingering sympathy and mutual complaints?!

He had no hangover at all, and he had a faint pain in his head, sat alone on the bed for a while, got up not very happily, and pretended not to care about the time to wash, and asked, "What about Madame?" ”

The waiting officer handed over the soap horn and linen towel one by one: "Back to the overseer, the lady took the little boy out early in the morning, saying that you agreed." He recounted them one by one, in an orderly manner, "Don't worry, the overseer can rest assured, the servant has sent a son to follow his wife and the little son, and he will definitely escort them back properly." ”

She Guan said that he was serving Yongque closely, but in this mansion, he was equivalent to a housekeeper. Silent, there are a lot of words that should be said, and half a sentence that should not be said. He did things, and Yongque was very relieved.

"Little boy?" These two people were still tense when they met yesterday, why did they go to the market with their companions at first sight today? Yongque felt incredible, maybe he had never raised a child, and he didn't understand this kind of friendship between a woman and a child. After pondering for a long time, he shook off the sackcloth and said lightly: "Has Huizhou's letter arrived?" ”

She Guan waited for him to change his clothes and shook his head: "No, it's ......."

As soon as he hesitated, Yongque picked up the tea and rinsed his mouth: "Say it." ”

"However, Zhushan Hou Jimo Xun and Lord Shangshu Qian of the Household Department sent people a few times, and the two groups of people did not come together, but they all said that they wanted to ask the governor to have a free time."

"A narrative? What do I have to say to them? Yongque casually played with a green hosta, the hairpin head was a literary bird, and Qin Slow's baby hairpin was two points similar, "It's nothing more than for the emperor's posterity, and I'm not His Majesty's eyeballs, can I still manage which family's daughter he fancies?" He said indifferently, "What's more, this emperor has an idea, and he is waiting to pick on my prickly head, and I will send it to others to peel the skin and cramp?" ”

When it comes to the emperor, he inevitably thinks of a conversation when he enters the palace, and suddenly a vicious anger arises from his guts, he pinched the bird's head of the hairpin, this year is the first time the new emperor ascends the throne, and the ancestral system should also fill in the harem, it's time to send some newcomers in to change the mind of the master.

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Qin slowly came to Beijing to see everything fresh, looking east and west through the red bead curtain, Yonghe sat in it like a little adult, very disdainful of her freshness, and muttered: "The village girl in the countryside has never seen the world." ”

When Yongque heard this, he had to peel his skin, even if he didn't let Yongque hear it to Huo An, the end would be the same, so he only dared to mumble and just happened to be able to mutter to Qin Que's ears.

She sighed helplessly, looking at him sadly and sincerely: "I was originally from the countryside." ”

"......" Yonghe was speechless, and decided not to worry about this village girl for the sake of her taking him out without going to the study. I don't know which eye his father is blind, or if he is blind in both eyes, how many beauties in Beijing have taken a fancy to her.

They came out early, the east and west markets were not open, and the inconspicuous carriages and horses swayed slowly from one street to the other along the alleys. Qin slowly counted the hanging bells hanging under the eaves, the hanging bells under the eaves are a custom that has been passed down in this land for thousands of years, it is rumored that there was a deep love for the emperor and his wife a long time ago, and then the emperor died and traveled to the west, his wife missed it, and listened to the words of the sacrifice, so he hung the wind chimes on the eaves of each palace to summon his soul, so that when he rang the wind chimes, he knew that he was home, and she also knew that he was back......

Later, this custom was widely spread in the Yanjing area, whenever the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, every household in addition to tying a bunch of wormwood on the door, but also hung a string of hanging bells at the corner of the eaves, guiding the ancestors on the way home.

Yonghe's child was growing up and couldn't stand the hunger, so he clapped his hands after eating two snacks and asked, "Hey......" Halfway through feeding, he swallowed the not-so-nice name, awkward, "Niangniang, where are we going to have breakfast?" ”

The dialect in Beijing called the mother to be the mother, since the Yongque was called the father, and the Qin was slow, no matter how reluctant he was, he had to call the mother.

"This is your territory, you take me with you." Qin looked at him with a slow smile.

Yonghe was full of energy when he heard this, and his eyes sparkled: "Really? ”

"Really." I don't know how strict Yongque usually cares about him, going out and going to prison as if he is in prison, and he is not happy to hear that he can make his own decisions, "I heard Xiao Huozi say that the donkey meat in Dongguo Lane is roasted with millet and sesame porridge is very fragrant!" And there's more! In the alley next door, there is a century-old beef steamed bun and egg yolk crisp, so delicious that you can swallow your tongue! After breakfast, we can also go to the West Market, where the meat is roasted by the Hu people, sprinkled with a handful of pepper noodles and salt, and eaten directly on the leg of lamb with a knife. ”

Saying that Yonghe's harazi was about to flow down, he wrenched his fingers and made a mistake: "So many...... What is good to eat? ”

Qin slowly opened his mouth and looked at the gurgling scenery outside the car with his cheeks in his hands: "Then it's okay to come the same." ”

So Qin Slow took Yonghe from the donkey meat fire to eat the Glaive wonton, and after the Glaive wonton was finished, he stuffed the sauce meat and baked cakes, and finally Yonghe looked at the façade with a hundred-year-old shop banner hanging with a protruding stomach reluctantly and painfully, and looked at Qin Slow pitifully with his fingers.

Huo An followed all the way and got bigger and bigger, and when he saw this scene, he panicked and dissuaded: "Master! Little master! Little Ancestor, you have eaten all the food for the next three days this morning, and if you eat it again, your stomach will be opened! ”

"Niangniang~" Yonghe shook Qin Slow's hand.

"Okay, okay," Qin swallowed slowly, "I'll take a bite or two in a while." ”

Yonghe cheered and dragged Qin slowly into the shop.

This shop is really as he said, it is a century-old signboard, full of people inside and out, the guys are so busy that they can't say anything when they see Qin Slow, one big and one small. Huo An reluctantly stuffed a few grains of silver, and finally gave up his seat in a remote corner.

Qin slowly led Yonghe to sit down, Huo An nagged to get some food for the two, and the half-grown boy lay on the table with a pair of eyes that were bright and radiant around the noisy people inside and outside, and whispered: "Niangniang, you can go in a while." ”

Qin was surprised, Yonghe flattened his mouth: "You counted the hanging bells for a long time along the way, but when you counted to this house, you counted it three times, thinking about what kind of calculation." He waved his hand generously, "You take me out to play, I'll help you once, but I said that at most three incense sticks will be timed, otherwise I will be soaked in wine by my father when I go back!" ”

This child looks young and willful and arrogant, and the care in his eyes is not less than that of ordinary adults, and he is really a person who Yongque brought up from childhood.

It's just that I don't know what kind of help he has, Qin slowly looked at him strangely, and just a few moments after he took two bites of the meat steamed bun, suddenly he bent over and covered his stomach and retched, the momentum was amazing, and his little face was as bitter as yellow gall, so frightened that Huo An couldn't help him and said, "It's fatal" and asked: "Little ancestor, I said eat less and eat less!" Look! Toss out of sickness! ”

Saying that, Yonghe vomited even more, his mouth was screaming and uncomfortable, and the people in the store suddenly lost their appetite by his vomiting, some people stood up to look, and some people shouted dissatisfied, and the guy leaned over and said nervously: "Ouch, the little boy is accumulating flatulence, there is a medicine hall ten steps ahead and hurry to send it to see, and it will be fatal if it is delayed!" ”

Huo An saw that Yonghe was really not good, how could he dare to rub it, and he didn't say a word to pick up someone and run away. He was not the only one who followed, and Qin Xuan simply couldn't lose it.

He didn't know that as soon as he walked on his front foot, Qin Slow's shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye in the crowd.

No one knows, it's not the first time that Qin Slow has come to Yanjing, and he has been reunited after a long absence, and he is strange and familiar. But at least this small shop is still a rare memory for Qin Slow, the alleys of the capital are hooked up and twisted, twisting and turning like a labyrinth, crossing this threshold and then entering the door, Qin Slow stands in a wide square courtyard, a cherry tree in the middle, and the fruit of the first base is still green and gratifying.

"After many years of absence, the old man thinks that Miss should come back too."

With a squeak of thought, a figure staggered out of the shadows, a simple gray robe, neatly combed hair, meticulous only a few drops of undried ink on the cuffs, he gathered his sleeves and waved towards Qin Slow: "The Yun family's bloodline still exists, and the spirit of the old lady in the sky can be comforted." ”

Qin Slow's slightly raised face turned around, her warm eyebrows and eyes were like washed landscapes, light but not cold, she smiled, and there was a surprise flash of surprise in her mediocre facial features: "The Yun clan and the Fang clan have always been good friends, and Grandpa Fang is so polite that it is tormenting me." ”