"Your Majesty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Gonggong Shi carefully put the wooden box on the desk, and glanced at Emperor Jingtai with some expectation, to be honest, he was a little curious, what good things did the thirteen princes send this time? I had to send someone to rush back eight hundred miles in a hurry, (Qinglan: I'll go, SF Express~) I don't know if there is a picture album about Xiao Ming's children's shoes this time.

Father-in-law Shi's eyes and hands did not move away from the wooden box, and his eyes asked if the emperor needed to help him open it.

Emperor Jingtai put down his fold and waved his hand, and Shi Gonggong was as good as a stream and retreated to his old position.

What's that? Emperor Jingtai had some expectations, and at the same time was a little dissatisfied with Shi Gonggong's untimely and diligent service, this old slave dared to deprive me of the pleasure of unpacking the package?!

As usual, a thick letter was placed on the top of the box.

"Dear father," Emperor Jingtai was already able to skip these words without any pressure, and after a cursory reading of the letter, he knew that this was a birthday gift from his youngest son.

Stinky boy! Emperor Jingtai couldn't help but slander, what a good place is Weixian, I don't know if I go back!

Putting down the letter, Emperor Jingtai began to accept his gifts.

This is... Open a sturdy kraft paper, inside is placed an ordinary pen holder, on the pen holder hangs a row of brushes, the pen barrel is verdant, engraved with two words: Wei pen.

Emperor Jingtai smiled dumbly, I have only heard of the lake pen, and I have not heard of the Wei pen.

Hey? No, Emperor Jingtai picked up a pen and rubbed it carefully, it felt like jade jade, cool and delicate, but it was slightly deformed when he pinched it? This is not jade! Emperor Jingtai put the tip of the pen on the tip of his tongue and licked it, sure enough!

Father-in-law Shi, who had been stretching his neck to peep, was shocked, and his heart rose to his throat, Mom! Is this swollen emperor?! What the hell is in your mouth! This, he's really not hungry in this palace! Now I'm going to secretly open a small stove for myself...

Emperor Jingtai naturally didn't know that Gonggong Shi was full of panic and resentment, and he opened several other paper packages, which were paper, ink, and inkstone.

Emperor Jingtai picked up a piece of paper and shone it at the light source, the paper was as thin as a cicada's wings, which was made by Qinglan with a mixture of glutinous rice noodles and millet noodles in proportion, Pan Erniang spread it by himself, and it was not a one-time molding, it was after countless failures and improvements by Qinglan, Pan Erniang practiced for three full days to reach such a thin and uniform degree.

The ink was packed in a small bottle carved out of turnips, and even Emperor Jingtai had to admire, this radish was so fresh, how did it keep it in this state? It is filled with processed soy sauce and soaked in fresh shrimp roe to make the soy sauce even more delicious.

The inkstone is Qinglan's proud work, the material comes from a foreigner who got off the ship from Jiaoao, yes, it is the legendary cocoa butter and cocoa beans! This was accidentally discovered by Uncle Pan when he went to Jiaoao to collect seafood, and he knew that his niece liked to study food and was good at doing some strange experiments, so he bought it back to coax Qinglan.

Qinglan was about to cry excitedly while holding the cocoa beans, okay! Relatives~~~ In addition to crabs, this is my favorite!

Looking at his niece's exaggerated expression as if he had won a treasure, Uncle Pan had begun to hesitate whether he had done something wrong.

When Qinglan made the first piece of chocolate, she especially wanted to look up to the sky and roar, and that look scared Xiaobao and Thirteen didn't dare to speak.

Xiaobao: What the hell is this? What the hell is that expression on your face? I panicked...

Thirteen: What the hell is this? What the hell is that expression on your face? Ye oozes panic...

However, Qinglan has never met anyone who doesn't like chocolate, so this ugly lump of chocolate quickly captures the hearts of the two little boys.

As for carving, there is really no one at home who is good at it, but the almighty Mr. Ji took the initiative to take over this job after tasting chocolate, so among the four treasures of this study, the inkstone is the most favored by Emperor Jingtai.

The overall shape of the inkstone is like an Antarctic fairy, and the inkstone box is simply carved with a pine and cypress, which means that the longevity is better than the old pine of Nanshan. Emperor Jingtai liked it very much, and he was reluctant to open his mouth when he held it in his hand.

Father-in-law Shi watched it for a long time and didn't see anything to say, what's wrong with the emperor? Why do you have that expression? Emperor! What are you doing, Your Majesty?!

I saw Emperor Jingtai break off the bottom of a pen holder and put it into his mouth. Well... Bitter and sweet, with a special taste, well... Melt-in-the-mouth? Let's have another piece.

Gonggong Shi looked at the emperor in horror, mother, I'm going to call the imperial doctor, right? Am I called Taiyi or Taiyi? Wait online, hurry!

Kaba, Emperor Jingtai broke off another piece.

Father-in-law Shi: ... Emperor... The slave is timid, and he has only heard of a monk who can swallow a needle, but he has never seen an emperor who swallows wood...

Father-in-law Shi thought that this frame was made of wood!

Soon, the bottom of the pen holder was gone. Emperor Jingtai dipped the pen in some ink, smeared it on the paper, rolled the pen in it, opened his mouth to eat...

Father-in-law Shi: Mother! Please take the old slave's knees, God...

Yes, Emperor Jingtai squinted his eyes and nodded, the pen shaft was made by peeling off the outer skin of the asparagus and poking off the inner core, Qinglan injected the homemade crab roe into the pen shaft, until the length of the normal pen head was exposed, and the crab roe naturally solidified, like the vertical stickiness of the brush bristles.

Sensing the deliberate and forbearant gasping sound of Gonggong Shi, Emperor Jingtai's mischievous thinking suddenly burst out, he flattened the "paper", picked up a "pen", dipped in "ink", and wrote the word "Shi" in a danced manner, handed it to Gonggong Shi, and commanded majestically: "Eat!" ”

Suddenly, Father-in-law Shi's expression was like a dead mother. Wait for him to put his heart sideways and put the paper in his mouth, huh? It's gone! This, this taste is still a little... Sweet.

Emperor Jingtai was amused by Shi Gonggong's expression, and took out another piece of "paper".

When the second brush is in his stomach, Father-in-law Shi has already understood, and his feelings are also eaten! Mother, the Thirteenth Prince, are you going to study in Weixian or to learn to cook!?

For a period of time after that, Emperor Jingtai often looked at the inkstone with affection, and Shi Gonggong was also very attentive, it can also be an entrance thing, in case... But it's going to lose your head.

However, after receiving the next letter from his youngest son, Emperor Jingtai decisively ate it in one go.

Here, Mr. Ji feels that the spring is good and is ready to take a few students on a trip. At this moment, the three friends were studying the carriage head to head.

Although the Ding family has two carriages for Thirteen to drive, Thirteen still wants his own carriage, after all, if he wants to return to the capital in the future, it is more convenient to have his own carriage.

Qinglan has scolded herself countless times in her heart, let you talk more, let you talk more!

It turned out that when Qinglan knew that Thirteen wanted to buy a carriage, she complained that the carriage here was not sitting well, and her appearance was very low.

What makes it different? Qinglan imitated the RV and changed it, but even Mr. Ji thought it was good, so Qinglan had to ask for help from Shu Laoer.

"Sofa?" Shu Lao Er looked at his daughter, and then stared at the drawings in his hand, the girl's brain... Shu Lao Er was full of resentment towards Li Shisan, and asked my daughter to ponder and eat for you all day long, and now she has designed a carriage, so it is better to learn more if you have this kung fu!

In addition to the sofa, the bed table and table also need to be customized, and Qinglan finds the tall aunt.

"The lightest?" The tall aunt was puzzled, "Everyone wants solid wood, heavy wood, but you want the lightest?" “

Qinglan added a lot of things to the carriage, if you don't reduce the weight, I'm afraid that two horses won't be able to pull it, not to mention that there are people sitting on the carriage!

Although the ideal material in Qinglan's mind is plywood pressed from wood chips, unfortunately, this technology is not available now.

Coincidentally, the timber merchant who has been cooperating with the Gao family for many years got back some white-flowered paulownia from Yunnan, and the people of the Northland did not recognize this, and they were in a hurry to get rid of it, and they were picked up by the Gao family.

Looking at such a thin table, chair and bed cabinet, Pan Yuanniang twisted the tall aunt fiercely: How can you pit your niece like this!

The tall aunt couldn't smile bitterly, afraid of kneeling on the washboard all night, so he had to quickly send a few children and go back to his wife to explain in detail.

Thirteen and Xiaobao were also a little worried when they saw such furniture, they wouldn't... Sit down, right? Qinglan is very satisfied, pull the wrong one, it's light enough!

On the third day of the third month of March, Mr. Ji took four students, two guards from Ding's mansion, two guards and Wu Shi, and Shu Lao Er to the east.

Shu Lao Er went to the state capital to participate in the reserve cadre training course, which lasted for two days, and during these two days, Mr. Pan would temporarily live in Shu's house and help take care of the restaurant.

Qinglan knew that this was the promotion of her father by the bureau, maybe in two years, Shu Lao Er could be promoted to the next level, and maybe the whole family would move to the state capital at that time!

Mingyu changed the appearance of the little adult in the past, like a thrush who was released from the cage, chattering and laughing all the way, Qinglan felt that his younger brother had beaten up with Mr. Ji, and his temperament was becoming more and more cheerful and lively day by day, as if he had released his original temperament.

Thirteen and Xiaobao were running horses in front, and the big gold was so happy, the last time they ran freely like this, they didn't remember when it was!

Qinglan: Sister remembers...

Last summer, Uncle Pan went to the grassland to receive goods again, and this time he made a special detour to Laqi's house. Last winter, Rachison got a cub of a black horse, just nine months old.

Uncle Pan fell in love with this little foal with black fur at a glance, and bought it back for 1,800 taels of silver.

Old Man Pan hasn't scolded his son for a long time, but when he sees this little foal, he gets angry, when can he work and pull the cart!

During the Double Ninth Festival, Thirteen and Xiaobao discussed taking Qinglan out to relax, and went to Fuyan Mountain to run a horse, and Qinglan took Xiaobai with him.

That's right, the name of this little black horse is Xiaobai, and it was given by Qinglan. Thirteen and Xiaobao are speechless about the art of Qinglan's name, and there is no sei in the whole of Wei County.

Big Gold runs around happily at first, but then it finds a new partner and starts bullying Xiaobai. You know, Xiaobai is a little cub, no...

Memories interrupted, this time Qinglan didn't plan to take Xiaobai out at all, but Uncle Pan felt sorry for it, "It's so uncomfortable to stay in the shack, bring it quickly." Seeing his sister nodding, Mingyu couldn't help but cheer, Brother Xiaobao and Brother Thirteen both rode horses, maybe he could also ride Xiaobai when the time came!

However, as soon as they left the city gate, Thirteen and Xiaobao ran away, and Mingyu had to stay in the carriage honestly with his sister and Mr. Ji.

The carriage is divided into two parts, the inside and the outside, with large glass windows on both sides, a sofa seat on the left that resembles a hard seat on a train, and a kitchen utensils such as stoves and cutting boards on the right.

There are two fixed beds side by side, the curtains fixed to the ceiling like the curtains of the hospital, a bedside table between the two beds, and a closet with a single door at the foot of the bed.

The first stop of this trip was Jiaoao, which later had a familiar name: Qingdao.

At this time, Jiaoao was a new town developed from a small fishing village, perhaps because of the sea, and there was a salty smell in the air.

The seaside is very humid, so most of the buildings in the town are made of stone bricks, which are both strong and moisture-resistant. Some of the roofs are made of stone, and they look a bit like the European architecture of this era.

Along the way, they came to the tallest building in the town, the Jiaodong Hall. This is the best hotel in the area, eat and stay all the time, if you stay higher, you can see the sea from your own room.

Qinglan and the three of them asked for a suite on the third floor, with beds in the inner and outer rooms, one room for Qinglan and Mingyu, one room for Thirteen and Wu Eleven, one room for Xiaobao and two family members, and one room for Mr. Ji and two guards.

Several children were very excited, took the keys and ran upstairs in a hurry.

Opening the door in the middle, Qinglan was very satisfied with her room, clean and tidy, as soon as she opened the window, she could see the entire coastline, the beach reflected the glittering golden light from time to time under the sunlight, and the seagulls flew around, making a pleasant chirp.

Thirteen's room was next door to Qinglan, and this was the first time he had seen the sea. The endless blue sea and blue sky make people have a heroic feeling of broad-mindedness, looking at this sea, there is no trouble.

"It is the infinite treasure of the Creator, and I am in harmony with the Son." Thirteen poked his head out, looked at Qinglan lying on his stomach in the window next door, and felt a feeling, and involuntarily spit out such a poem.

Qinglan turned her head to see Thirteen, and shouted to him with a smile: "Thirteen! I think of a poem, and you take it! ”

"Okay, you say." Thirteen was in a good mood, so it was rare not to be awkward, and nodded obediently.

"The sea, you're all water~~~ Hahahaha..." Qinglan laughed first, when she laughed, her eyes were so cute that people couldn't help but want to pinch her cheeks.

"Hahahaha..." Xiaobao poked his head out of the window next to Thirteen, and happened to hear this "poem" from Qinglan.

The window on the other side of Qinglan, Mr. Ji also pushed open the window, and subconsciously, he received Qinglan's crooked poems in his heart. Isn't it pure nonsense, O sea, you are all water!

Thirteen also grinned, and said to Qinglan in a rare good-natured manner: "I can't pick it up, you want to say the next sentence yourself." ”

"Horse, you have four legs~~~" Qinglan opened her mouth and came.

"Poof...", even the two members of the Ding family couldn't help laughing.

"Anything else?" Xiaobao is still unfinished.

"Yes," Qinglan returned with a smile and continued to recite her crooked poem aloud: "Hedgehog, you have thorns all over your body~~~ Chili, you are so spicy!" ”

"Hahahaha..." the children laughed loudly, causing pedestrians on the street to glance straight in this direction.

"Go on!" Mr. Ji spoke, this Nizi, where did you get these clever and quirky ideas, and the story of Xiao Ming last time was also.

"Sky, you clouds~~~" Qinglan deliberately shook her head seriously, pointed to the flow of people buying and selling on the street, and said: "Silver ticket, how tempting you are!" Then he pointed to another direction, which was the famous Merry Hall in the town, rouge ten miles, "Beauty~ You said how beautiful you are~~~" Exaggerated movements and expressions, coupled with a thick postmodern Northeast accent, Qinglan has no image at all, "There is a mouth under the nose!" ”

"Hahahaha..." everyone was amused, and even Wu Shi's 10,000-year-old glacier face was strangely distorted. (To be continued.) )