On the official road to Tongzhou, there was a horse-drawn carriage equipped with a black canopy, and where the carriage passed, dust and smoke flew up, but inside the carriage, there was no excessive bump caused by the speed of the carriage, and it could maintain basic stability.

Occasionally, a tea cup with black glaze and white plum blossoms on a table painted with jet-black sandalwood will come out with a few drops of water because the tea is too close to the mouth of the cup, while another tea cup of the same color with only half a cup of tea will not have half a drop of water.

The two owners of the two teacups were talking.

"Is there any news in the capital?"

A slender jade-white finger clasped to the edge of the teacup, and asked the young man sitting at the corner of the carriage opposite in a lazy voice.

The young man pursed his lips, secretly disdainful in his heart, who didn't know that his husband asked about the news of Shangjing, but in fact, he only remembered the news of the little princess, hmph, he knew that he didn't say it.

"Yes, sir, there is indeed news in the capital, on the third day after the funeral of the princess of the Marquis of Fuchang, the emperor issued a holy decree, and the name of Yang Yining, the second concubine of the Marquis of Fuchang, was recorded under the name of the eldest princess of Xiaohua, and was crowned as the prince, I estimate that there will be more than a month or so, waiting for Jing Zhaoyin to announce the results of the case, the peace and separation of the eldest princess Xiao Hua and the Marquis of Fuchang will come down, oh, and the prince of Zhenguo was arrested by his father Zhenguogong, I heard that a good fight, is kneeling in the ancestral hall, net hunger and defeat......"

The further Li Rongxiang listened, the faster his delicate eyelids drooped.

Hey, in the past few years, the kid Mo Dye has learned badly, and he is so naughty, he knows what he wants to know, but he doesn't say it, and he doesn't say it, and he doesn't mention all the news in Beijing, but he talks around the person he wants to know, but he just doesn't mention the main one.

It's a cat's paw scratching his chest, making his heart tickle.

If it goes on like this, how can he get it, he must find an opportunity to teach Mo Dye a good lesson. Sue him with facts, and the result of bullying the master is very strict.

Mo Ran saw that his master's eyelids were about to close, and he knew that he couldn't go around anymore, his husband was not a good-tempered person, don't look at the usual times he doesn't even get angry, if he really has a seizure, it is definitely invisible.

"The most important thing is that the day after the funeral of Mrs. Fuchang Hou, the little princess was announced into the palace by the queen's phoenix decree, I heard that the nephew of the virtuous concubine was too naughty, which frightened the eldest prince and caused the old illness of the eldest prince......"

Before the ink dye finished speaking, Li Rongxiang was unwilling, "Nonsense, Changle is neither a doctor nor a medicine, the eldest prince has an old illness, what's the use of announcing her to enter the palace, Changle is delicate, don't be infected anymore, "It's bad!"

Mo Ran curled his lips, because Princess Jiaoyang entered the palace, something that someone specially prepared for Princess Jiaoyang, but it was not easy to send it in.

Yesterday, Lao Xu said that the master who made flower cakes had arrived in Beijing, but ...... "The cook's skills are good, and it is impossible to send them to the palace.

When they walked to Lianxian, they ate the flower cake made by a master there, and when they took a bite into their mouths, they were sweet but not greasy, full of fragrance, and Li Rongxiang felt very delicious.

He felt that Changle must love to eat, and wanted to send it to Changle to taste, but this flower cake was better than the moment it was baked, with good tea, and it was eaten quietly when it was hot, and it was not delicious when it was cold.

Since it will be cold when you send something, it is better to send the person who makes it to eat whenever you want.

Thinking of this, good guy, Uncle Li Rongxiang bought the stall of the flower cake master for a lot of money.

Although this master is not willing to stay away from his homeland, he was too dizzy to be smashed by the silver, so he couldn't help but be moved, and Li Rongxiang said that it was only three years, and he would be released back when the time came, not to mention that all the gold and silver promised would be given to him, and even this shop would be redecorated and expanded for him.

The master who made the flower cake felt that it was cost-effective, not to mention the money, and he could go to the capital for a walk, just take the whole family to play once.

"Send it to the eldest princess's mansion, the eldest princess is also a sweet tooth, the flower cakes made by the master are better than those made in the palace, over the years, the eldest princess has taken care of me a lot, just as I am filial to my aunt," this kind of trivial matter is not difficult for him.

Mo Ran secretly slandered in his heart, brushed his hair, last time I saw you, I gave you a big mouth, dogleg, why don't you say that you are filial to your mother-in-law early, people have to be willing.

After Mo Ran reluctantly replied 'yes', he continued: "According to the current itinerary, in two days, we will almost reach Tongzhou," and now we can see some fleeing victims on the side of the road.

In a war, no matter which side wins or loses, it is always the upper class that gains, but the unlucky one is always the lower class, and the most bitter thing is the people.

Li Rongxiang is not the kind of compassionate character, he does not have Zhou Zhuo's compassion for the Buddha, since the moment he was born, he has not been lit up the emotional point of 'sympathy', because their carriage is quickly avoiding the refugee group and hurried to Tongzhou.

"Well, inform Xiaoya to closely monitor King Jing's every move, don't miss any news, all of it will be transmitted to me, and also, Tongzhou will guard the city and the state capital Yin, Yi is so."

At an extraordinary time, no one can be trusted, and the matter of Tongzhou and King Jing must not happen again, otherwise, he and Changle will not want to live a good life in this life.

Because the eldest prince can't do without her, Chang Le, who may have to live in Qifeng Palace for a long time, is staring at a plate of flower cakes on the small table in front of her, embarrassed.

This is this morning, her mother specially sent her from the princess's mansion to the palace, and when she arrived in front of her, the tentacles were still warm.

Changle didn't quite understand what her mother meant, she didn't remember what her mother would do, and today was a special day, besides, there were also flower cakes in the palace, if she wanted to eat them, she could call them at any time, and her mother would not send them in from outside the palace quickly.

The person who came here to deliver the cake was stopped by Changle and asked a few times, but he only said in a hurry: "There is a new chef in the house, the craftsmanship is very good, especially the flower cake is very delicious, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess asked him to finish cooking, and specially sent it to Her Royal Highness the princess to try it." "I guess so.

"The new cook?" The chefs of their princess's mansion have been used for many years, all of them are given by the royal family, they know the roots, and their cooking skills are even more first-class, how can this suddenly introduce outsiders, this is not her mother's consistent style.

"Yes, the new cook, from a small place, but the craftsmanship is good," the family who delivered the cakes didn't know much about it, and Changle kept asking the bottom of it, so he could only tell everything he knew.

"Small place? Where did you come from? Changle felt that this cake had come out of nowhere.

"Lian County, it seems that he said it himself, he has an accent, and the people in the house still don't understand it." This Ding also went to get the flower cake and asked casually.

Lianxian, isn't that a small county town on the road from Shangjing to Tongzhou? Since Li Rongxiang went all the way west to Tongzhou, Changle has studied the map of that section of the road, and he has long memorized the places he passed through.

Could it be that Li Rongxiang came all the way to pack a cook for her? And dared to send it to the princess's mansion? Just to give her a bite of hot flower cakes?

No need to ask anymore, it should be like this, Changle Ling sent the family out in midsummer, his heart was like that plate of flowers, warm outside, and sweet in his heart.

Changle picked up a piece and put it between her lips and teeth, a fragrance filled her mouth and nose, but what moved her was not only the aroma and deliciousness of the cake, but also Li Rongxiang's heart, and even more, Li Rongxiang was able to eat flower cakes.

After taking the antidote and temporarily removing the control of Gu poison, the black money finally worked, Li Rongxiang's lungs and asthma improved a lot, and he saw that there was a possibility of a radical cure, only a little spring breeze was missing, and he still needed to work hard!

Before Changle could take a bite of the flower cake between his fingers, there was a string of footsteps at the door, and a palace maid was so anxious that she shouted, "Prince, run slowly, don't fall, the princess is inside!" ”

No wonder no one passed the word, this little guy is no different from entering his own bedroom now, no one can stop him, of course, no one dares to stop him.

"Sister Changle, Sister Changle, Yu'er is here......"

The little guy with short and thin legs, moving up, can be much more flexible than some time ago, a serious illness was almost raised in Changle's arms, after the illness was cured, he also pestered Changle and did not let go, and he couldn't leave the distance between the two bedrooms in his sight.

After the little guy entered Changle's bedroom, he seemed to be more familiar with Changle, the owner, and climbed onto the bed along the small chair next to the bed, and threw himself directly into Changle's arms.

The flower cake in Changle's hand was given to him cheaply after the little guy threw himself into her arms, "Is it delicious?" ”

"Well, it's delicious!" The little guy took Changle's hand and ate the remaining half of the piece into his stomach, "Sister Changle, is it the cake you made?" Did you do it for Yu'er? ”

The little guy looked up at Changle with his innocent little face, Changle raised his hand and gently scraped the bridge of his nose, "Little cutie, this is your aunt who sent it in." "Changle doesn't hide it from the little guy, tell the truth.

The little guy reached out and grabbed the food box containing the flower cake, and took another piece and handed it to Changle's mouth, "It was sent by my aunt, Sister Changle, you can eat it too." ”

If Sister Changle made it herself, then he would definitely dominate the food box, and no one would be allowed to touch it, not even Sister Changle's food, so he had to keep it for himself and eat it slowly.

Well, as for what someone else does, it doesn't matter.

Changle wanted to take the flower cake from the little guy's hand, but the little guy refused to let go, Changle had no choice but to follow the previous method she fed the little guy, and ate a bite of the flower cake in the little guy's hand, and the little guy smiled sweeter than the flower cake.

Changle rubbed the little guy's soft and somewhat yellowish hair, and there was an itchy feeling in her palm, but she felt sad, she was five years old, and the child's hair was still loose and fluffy, which was inferior to other three-year-old children.

Obviously growing up in the most noble place of the Great Yin Dynasty, nourished by the best nutrition, and the things he eats are rare and rare in the world, the imperial doctors take turns to revolve, or raise this child to be sick and crooked, not very healthy, the children of the common people eat coarse food, four or five years old to help pick up firewood, and they are all healthy, what is this called?

Changle suddenly had an idea, is it because he has been pampered too much? Lack of exercise?

After the door of Changle's inspiration opened, her thoughts were out of control, and she decided to revise the 'guidelines and policies for raising Jiang Mingyu's little guy happily and healthily', and put Qimeng learning and simple exercise at the same time, and both hands should be hard.

When Changle shared her thoughts with Queen Zhuang, she thought that Queen Zhuang would stop her somewhat, after all, running outside with the little guy often is a big test for the little guy's delicate body, who knew that Queen Zhuang didn't even think about it, she should come down, and said that she trusted Changle, and Changle could call the shots.

Changle suddenly felt that Yali Mountain was big, but he gradually understood why the little guy liked to be by her side, saying that this is Queen Zhuang's trust in her, but it is not good?

She can't say that Empress Zhuang doesn't pay attention to Jiang Mingyu, she can only say that Empress Zhuang's attention is also divided into many kinds, and there is always one that is not as satisfactory because of something missing.