Dong Ping lowered his head, tears finally couldn't help flowing, he threw away the bun in his hand, hugged his sister again and cried and admitted his mistake, "Sister, it's all my worthlessness, so you have to worry about me when you're pregnant." ”

Dong Rong complained that her younger brother also regretted a little, and when she saw this, she hurriedly comforted, "Don't cry, I don't blame you for this." Someone stole a donkey, and you were implicated because you stood near the donkey's stake, which can only be said to be bad luck. Let's learn a lesson and not suffer from this next time. ”

Dong Ping couldn't help but laugh again when he heard his sister describe this painful journey, and finally made up his mind that he would not let his sister bother about himself anymore in the future. When he finally cleaned up his mood and wanted to pick up the buns again, he found that Xu Mao was squatting aside and eating sweetly. He was so angry that he wanted to kick it and was a little reluctant, the two of them lived in a tent these days, and they were often bullied by the veterans before, Xu Mao relied on the thickness of his flesh to block his fists.

Dong Rong looked funny, took out another roll of wrapped biscuits from her arms and secretly stuffed it into her brother's hand. Dong Ping was overjoyed, opened the oiled paper and chewed it.

After everyone finished eating the buns, they heard the movement and came over, and he had already eaten most of them. Needless to say, the remaining dozen or so biscuits were divided up again. Dong Ping licked his lips a little unsatisfied, and was knocked on the door of Dong Rong's head, and said angrily, "Don't be so unproductive, when you have enough to eat in the future, let's get busy with business first." ”

With that, she handed over Jin Beiwang's letter. After reading it, Dong Ping thought about it again and again, and then said, "When I was in Kyoto, Brother Jin didn't help a lot. Now that he's in trouble, it's hard for me to sit idly by. Why don't I write a letter to General Meng Bi tonight and ask him to bring it to Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang often goes out of the city with Mr. Meng to play, but it is easy to take people out. ”

Dong Rong didn't say much when he heard that his brother's arrangement was quite cautious, and soon, the soldiers who had sent Dong Rong and the two over walked in to urge.

The scholars probably saw the hope of going out soon, but they didn't give up, but they called Dong Rong's sister with Dong Ping, and asked her to prepare more braised pork.

Dong Rong naturally responded, and in the end, she couldn't bear it and hurried back without looking at her brother again. At the back camp gate, Steward Zhang and others were laughing with General Meng Bi, and when they saw Dong Rong coming back, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said goodbye and got in the car and left.

After Dong Rong returned home, she wondered if Dong Ping had passed the letter, and was about to take the risk of sending Jia Yi to the barracks to ask, but Mo Bo came to borrow someone to serve Mr. Yang out of the city to play. So, Jin Beiwang changed his slave clothes and got into the Yang family's carriage and went out of the city, and never came back.

Dong Rong also hesitated to set a table for Jin Beiwang to see him off, but when she was on the road before, she was surrounded by her own family, and she had no scruples about doing something out of the ordinary. Now that he lives in the same mansion with Mr. Yang, if there are any bad rumors, Xu will even affect his younger brother to be looked down upon by the Yang family.

Thinking like this, she only asked Zizhu to prepare a set of ordinary coarse cloth clothes, a few packets of non-perishable biscuits, and a bottle of knife wound medicine, all of which were sent to Jin Beiwang's house in a small package, which was barely considered a full courtesy.

On this day, Zizhu picked up his wife's clothes and found that an embroidered handkerchief was missing, so he asked Wen Niang for inquiries. Wen Niang was sitting under the window of the main room doing needlework, and when she heard this, she pointed to the room and whispered, "Madam is discussing things with Steward Zhang, don't bother her with this little matter." ”

Zizhu stuck out her tongue and sat down to help her sort the embroidery thread, and in the hall where the carved door was opened, Dong Rong was listening to Steward Zhang talk about the Wu family. A Yi and the others have been wandering outside for the past few days, and they actually used silver money to buy off the daughter-in-law of a gatekeeper of the Wu family, and it is easy to inquire about the details of the Wu family.

General Wu was born in a family of military generals, and his wife at home came from the Qing noble Hanlin family. General Wu usually treats his wife with great respect, or rather fear of guilt. The couple had no son, only an only daughter, and they had just made a marriage a few days ago and were preparing a dowry, but the law of Daqi stipulated that the actual general and his family members were not allowed to leave the station without reason, so Mrs. Wu was worried about where to buy good materials and jewelry for her daughter.

Dong Rong rarely smiled when she heard this, and said, "As long as the Wu family has something to ask for, let's do what they like, and we will definitely get twice the result with half the effort." ”

"Yes, ma'am." Steward Zhang also nodded, "I have already ordered people to hurry to Moxian a hundred miles away, where there is our shop, and it is still easy to find a few good horses." It's jewelry... It's not easy to buy, after all, the best craftsmen are in Kyoto..."

Dong Rong waved her hand and responded directly, "I received so much jewelry a few days ago, I can't fit it in my makeup box, so when the time comes, I can pick a set of exquisite ones and send them together." ”

The corners of Steward Zhang's painful eyes jumped, how could there be a bargain in the jewelry that the shopkeepers from all over the country had come from, and it was a pity to give it to a general's daughter as a dowry like this. But he saw that the hedgehog named Guoguo was squatting on the low floor and playing with a gold bracelet at random, so he quickly lowered his head again.

That's it, just give away the jewelry, as long as the lady is happy. If she annoys her, I don't know how to toss my son-in-law, and it will definitely be those of them who will suffer at that time.

Steward Zhang didn't know that he sighed casually but guessed correctly, in the palace of Kyoto, Murong Huaide was staring at the note in his hand, and he couldn't wait to fly to the military city with wings immediately.

This hateful mother-in-law, when he tossed and turned at night, he was still guessing how she missed herself, but she didn't expect her to take advantage of her absence to go to the north to hang out, and even shared the car with a strange man for three days... Talk a lot! Is there still a husband in her eyes, has she forgotten whose blood is the child in her belly?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he picked up a bowl of soup and drank it. But the sweet taste of the mouth choked him and he immediately spit it out again, waved his hand and smashed the dishes hard, and said angrily, "Whoever is waiting outside, get in!" ”

Zhao Debao, who was waiting outside the door, trembled with fright when he heard the sound, and he wanted to run but didn't dare, so he had to go into the house and kneel directly to plead guilty, "The prince forgives me." ”

"Hmph, forgiveness, what sin do you have? Did you come to the study without my instructions, or did you come to the soup with all this mess? ”

Zhao Debao was secretly bitter in his heart, and his mouth was vague, "Lord Shizi, this is the rock sugar snow fungus that Miss Cousin just sent, and the rock sugar and snow fungus are put in it, which is the most clear fire and moisturizing the lungs..."

Murong Huaide sneered and said, "I don't know, the grand housekeeper of the dignified royal mansion knows so well about cooking, so you can go to the stove courtyard from tomorrow." ”

"Oh, Lord Shizi, the slave is wrong, the slave will never dare anymore." Where did Zhao Debao think that he would be stripped of his duties as a big housekeeper so easily, and immediately cried and cried.

Murong Huaide didn't allow him to defend, and called the two little guys outside the door to come in, waved his hand and ordered, "Pull him out!" In the future, anyone who enters or leaves the study without my permission will be thrown out of the house! ”

"Yes, Lord Shizi." The two little guys were so frightened that they hurriedly responded, and at the end, they half-pushed and half-supported Zhao Debao down.

Murong Huaide was furious, and the vinegar in his heart faded a little. He remembered that every time Dong Rong was wronged by Cao Pozi in the past, as long as he pinched him a few times, he would become happy again. Only then did he realize that finding someone to spread fire really had some effect.

Thinking like this, he missed this annoying woman more and more, so he burned the letter and went to the courtyard next to it.

The two imperial doctors were sitting under the eaves of the porch drinking tea and enjoying the coolness, and when they saw the prince coming, they quickly got up and saluted. Murong Huaide returned the salute, and the two sides sat down and said a few gossips. Murong Huaide seemed to inadvertently ask how much time the old prince's condition could drag on, and the two imperial doctors glanced at each other and replied vaguely, "If you say fast, it's just these days, if you say it's slow, it won't drag on for half a month." ”

Murong Huaide frowned tightly when he heard this, and the two imperial doctors thought that he was hurting his old father and died, so they all spoke comfortingly. How did they know that this prince was annoyed that he couldn't leave Beijing for the time being, otherwise he would definitely personally arrest the evil woman who tried to take his son Hongxing out of the wall...

Ever since Liu Xiaozhen sent rock sugar snow ear soup to her cousin's study, she has been urging her personal maid Hongyu to find out the news. She thought for a moment that her cousin praised her for her ingenuity, and for a while she was afraid that her cousin would not like it, so she twisted the handkerchief in her hand like a twist.

It's a pity that the news brought by Hongyu was like a basin of cold water pouring cold on her heart. She threw the handkerchief casually and asked lightly, "What did you say?" My cousin didn't like the soup I made, and he punished Steward Zhao to the stove yard? ”

Hongyu's face turned white with fright, and she replied tremblingly, "Miss, the prince... Maybe it's a moment of busyness, no... Savor it..."

"Hmph," Liu Xiaozhen snorted coldly, half-narrowing her already narrow Danfeng eyes. A grim color instantly flashed under her eyes, "Hongyu, come here." ”

Hongyu quickly knelt down and begged for mercy desperately, "Miss, you spare the slave, the slave will definitely serve Miss more carefully in the future, Miss..."

Liu Xiaozhen didn't seem to hear it, reached out and pulled out the silver hairpin behind her head, and stabbed the little maid's body with an expressionless face.

Hongyu wanted to scream in pain, but the young lady, who was afraid of provoking, became more and more crazy. After finally enduring more than a dozen times, Liu Xiaozhen finally let out a bad breath, sat upright again, and scolded, "Why are you pretending to be dead, you can't come and dress me up!" Do you want to go to Granny Wu to be your sister's companion? ”

Hongyu shuddered fiercely, endured the pain in her body and got up and hurriedly waited for her master to make up. Sometimes she really wanted to cut open Miss's belly with a knife, so that everyone could see the vicious heart beneath her gentle skin. However, she was really afraid, afraid that she would be sold to serve those ruffians in Flower Street and Willow Lane like her sister...

Liu Xiaozhen raised her hand and stroked the bun that hung halfway down her ear, and smiled proudly. There are loyal servants under the sticks, these lowly maids, if they don't teach them a few times from time to time, how can she serve herself so attentively. Looking at how good this single snail is, it makes her already soft face look even more pitiful. If my aunt saw it, even if she didn't say anything, she would guess three points by herself, right?

"If the princess asks in a moment, you know what to say, right?"

(I fell asleep on the table, and I was done, sorry for being so late.) I'm going out tomorrow, the update may be at five or six o'clock in the afternoon, thank you friends for your support, good night! ）R638