Chapter 322: Returning Home
Liu Yongan walked out of Kunning Palace and entered the prince's mansion, and took his daughter-in-law's hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Wang Jing struggled a few times, but she had no choice but to break free. There is also a group of maids and wives behind, and there are two sons next to her, and her husband doesn't know how to restrain herself, and she is also very helpless.
Fortunately, it happened to be March at this time, and both of them were wearing wide-sleeved clothes, and no one could see them.
When they entered the house, Wang Jing ordered someone to start setting the meal.
Although she started to enter the city in the morning, in fact, by this time, it was already close to noon, and she, the person who had eaten, was already hungry, let alone two children?
After lunch, rest for a while, it's time to go to the palace for dinner.
The prince's mansion did not have the habit of not saying anything, and as soon as the dishes were served, Erlang said: "Mother said, today's kitchen is full of dishes that my father loves to eat." ā
They are all fresh vegetables, scrambled eggs with chun sprouts, cold spring bamboo shoots, stir-fried shrimp with spring leeks, boiled pork slices......
Wang Jing: "It's all home-cooked side dishes, use a little first, so as not to get hungry." ā
When the main meal was served, it was a bun stuffed with cumin, which was Liu Yongan's favorite, and Da Lang and Erlang also liked it, so everyone didn't talk and began to bury their heads in eating.
Jiro has always liked to chew slowly when eating, and he has to taste each dish carefully.
When he ate a bun and went to get it again, there was no more, so he instructed his subordinates, "Pick up some more." ā
The man came back very quickly, and brought it with Aunt Liu, who was in charge of the kitchen.
"This is the cumin in our own home, just in spring, it grows less, so it doesn't prepare much, His Royal Highness loves to eat, and he will make it at night." Aunt Liu said.
Wang Jing motioned for her to go down and continue to watch Erlang tease in front of his father.
Erlang: "The taste is different if you eat it again, this cumin is planted by the mother, and if you make it at night, you must buy it outside." As he spoke, he quietly glanced at Liu Yongan, "I ate one, my brother ate two, my mother didn't eat it, and the rest was eaten by my father." ā
Liu Yongan: "Daddy remembers that Erlang has always disliked eating steamed buns, especially fennel filling. ā
Erlang: "I'm my father's son, of course my hobbies are the same as my father, my father loves to eat fennel-stuffed buns, and I naturally love it, but my father just came back from the north, so I just eat one and eat a bowl of noodles, and I look forward to my father's return every day." ā
Liu Yongan was very moved: "Daddy brought back a lot of things, for you and your brother, wait for you to pick them yourself." ā
Jiro: "I'm full." "It's time to go.
Liu Yongan: "You haven't eaten your noodles yet." ā
Da Lang: "Eat quickly, I'll wait for you to go with you." Otherwise, I'll pick first. ā
Erlang finished picking up the noodles in the bowl three times and two times, and hurriedly went to see the gifts.
Liu Yongan: "It's time to set up the rules of these two boys, otherwise even he wants to calculate, just his small body, how many buns do you want to eat?" ā
As he spoke, he swept his gaze, and a room full of people waiting.
Liu Yongan took the opportunity to pick up his daughter-in-law and fragrant it, "It's really hard for you to take care of these two headaches every day, or let's have a daughter, be more intimate." ā
Look at this person, he just came back and there was no positive shape.
Wang Jing struggled to get off his lap and said coquettishly: "The beard is pierced to death." ā
Liu Yongan hurriedly touched himself, and said: "I'm afraid that you will say that I deliberately got up early in the morning to shave." The more he spoke, the tighter his arms became, and she almost couldn't breathe.
"If you're not full, I'll feed you." Liu Yongan said with a smile.
What's the deal with being seen in broad daylight? Wang Jing naturally didn't allow him to mess around, and hurriedly said: "I've eaten enough." ā
Liu Yongan: "Then let's go rest." I haven't slept well in days. ā
As he spoke, he directly carried the person to the inner room, helped her take off her embroidered shoes, put them on the bed, and hugged her like a hungry wolf pounced on her.
Wang Jing: "It's not that I haven't slept for a few days, let's go to sleep quickly." ā
Liu Yongan: "You touch it, if you don't feed it, even if I want to sleep, it won't either." ā
Wang Jing didn't want to mess around with him in this broad daylight, and was worried that he really didn't rest well, so he had to let him get his wish.
Zhang is in a good mood now, and when he sees her husband, he can't help but talk more, "All the children in our family have returned, but the brothers of his uncle's family are still outside." She was happy herself, she wanted to make the old ladies happy together, it was better to be an official outside than to be by her parents' side. What's more, isn't it the same as being an official in Jingli?
In fact, Liu Chengfang had considered this issue before the reward, fearing that the magistrates would think that they were relatives of the emperor and that they would cause more trouble, and it would be difficult to manage them locally, so they would all send these people back to Beijing. It's just that I thought that the world was decided, and if too many people were removed at once, the place would be chaotic, so I didn't move them drastically, and I heard the old wife say it right now, "The queen is thinking about it very much, and she will let them all come back before the move, and look at the pomp and circumstance of our Liu family."
Although the queen is a little strange after hearing this, after all, the prince and the county king have been sealed, and they can be hereditary, and if they have opinions, they really don't know what to do, so although each room is reluctant to give up the fat outside in their hearts, they are all grateful for the queen's kindness.
Midnight dream, thinking that it was when Zhuangzi went to the farmhouse, I couldn't help but sigh fiercely, ten years ago, they themselves would not have been in the current situation.
In this way, each room is still more grateful to the fourth room in their hearts.
But there are also people who are dissatisfied, such as Princess Qi, not to mention how sour their hearts are.
Originally, she thought that her father was the grandson's husband, relying on the relationship between frequent visits to the palace, he must be the most dignified in front of the emperor, if the prince fights outside for another three or five years, and the emperor is not in good health, with her illness, leaving King Qi in the palace, maybe it can be a big thing. Unexpectedly, King Qi still resolutely went to the Northland, and in just one year, the prince actually returned to the court.
If you say Xu Qing, the credit is incomparable, he is the prime minister and the prince of the country, the Liao family is just the in-law of the Xu family, but I didn't expect that now he is also the prince of the country, and although Princess Qi's father is the governor of politics, but this official position is not hereditary, her maiden brother will definitely take the road of the imperial examination in the future, even if he wins the top prize in the examination, he must start from the seventh grade, and when the qualifications are enough, I don't know how many years.
Thinking about it again, when he greeted people at the palace gate, the prince's eyes were eager to stick to the princess's face, and her husband only looked at her and looked away.
In fact, King Qi was also unhappy.
The crown princess brought her sons to welcome the prince, and the princess of Qin brought her sons to welcome the king of Qin, only he, if he has no son, don't talk about it, only one daughter, his daughter-in-law is still in his mother's place, and it doesn't matter.
Look at the sister-in-law in her thirties, and she is still like a budding flower. Looking at his little daughter-in-law, she is not yet twenty years old, but she is like a charter wife begging for money, pulling a face all day long, forgiving him for not being able to see it. (To be continued.) )