Ming Yulong probe wanted to see if the handkerchief was the one he embroidered, but found that it was only similar in color and completely different, so he retracted his head with a smile, rolled his eyes drippingly, and said:

"No, no. I just wanted to see what color Rong Shizi's belly was. ”

Buckle stopped nibbling on osmanthus cake and stared at Ming Yulong cautiously, for fear that she would rush over and strip her master's clothes naked.

Rong Yi just smiled at her, "Didn't you say I had a black belly?" ”

This is still a new vocabulary taught by Ming Yulong.

"Ouch, that's good." Ming Yulong squinted at him, his squinting eyes shining with the light of a thief, "But I'm wondering if there is a color darker than black to describe you." If you encounter such a big-bellied black, you may be sold in the future, and you will be able to count the money. ”

Rong Yi smiled: "I really hope that Long'er is such a simple person, so I don't need to spend so much time chasing after it." ”

This is an indirect compliment to her for being smart.

"The Dayan envoy group is going back soon, and now there is nothing to come to me on purpose, so I have to think of an excuse to go out of the country for a month."

Ming Yulong leaned against the table, her mind was on the yellow round bead, and she had been wearing it for almost half a year before she collected two beads.

At this rate, you can't wait until ten or eight years from now, because everything will change by then.

As she was talking, she heard the voice of Feng'er and Uncle Qi talking outside, "Is the eldest lady here?" ”

"Here, he and Rong Shizi are talking in the room. I'll go in and tell you back. Feng'er's voice was very brisk.

Ming Yulong attaches great importance to Uncle Qi, and among the stewards in this mansion, he is really thinking about Lord Ming, and said in a raised voice:

"Feng'er, please come in."

"Okay!" Feng'er raised her voice and invited Uncle Qi to come along, "Miss, please come in." ”

Feng'er opened the thick brocade curtain, and Uncle Qi walked in, because Feng'er had reminded her in advance, and when she saw Rong Yi, she was not surprised in her eyes, and saluted the two of them decently.

Ming Yulong said: "Uncle Qi, you came to me, is there something wrong with your father?" ”

"Yes." Uncle Qi nodded, "The prince ordered me to come over and talk to the eldest lady, October 13 is the princess's death day, how will the eldest lady arrange this year?" ”

Ming Yulong really didn't know how to get this question, so she asked rhetorically: "How did you arrange it in previous years?" ”

In fact, Ming Yulong didn't know how Lu Dao's original body prepared for her mother's death in previous years, so she asked so rhetorically, but by mistake, the original body never cared about these things before, Uncle Qi heard her ask, and automatically thought that she didn't know how to deal with Lu Dao, and explained:

"In previous years, the eldest lady simply worshipped in front of the spiritual seat, while the prince and the prince prepared incense, candles, paper ingots and things that the princess liked before her death to send them to the princess's spiritual throne. This year, let's ask the eldest lady if everything is business as usual? ”

That's how it was handled. It is no different from the modern ones.

It's just that the original person's previous character didn't pay attention to anything, and he didn't even go to the grave to take a look, and the prince of Ming must be very helpless.

This year, I saw that she had become much more normal, so I sent Uncle Qi to ask.

Ming Yulong nodded clearly, and suddenly thought of something, "Uncle Qi, for so many years, I haven't done a good job of filial piety on the death day of my mother's concubine." At that time, I was unconscious and not very sensible, but now that I think about it, I feel a little ashamed in my heart. ”