Chapter 92: Parent-child
"Don't say that, princess, according to this palace, Huan Zhen is no worse than others, and her wit when she was a child is still there. Snow fairy is beautiful, but this kid doesn't let the palace worry! This year is eighteen, but he still refuses to leave the cabinet, and he is not satisfied with the candidates selected by the palace and the horses. As soon as Du Xuexian heard her mother start to mention her marriage again, she didn't like to listen to it, so she saluted and went to wander around elsewhere first, and Huan Zhen also followed Du Xuexian with her mother's permission.
"Presumably, the snow fairy's vision is too high. However, with the condition of the snow fairy, it should be picked well. Xiyan is also sixteen this year, and I think it's time to choose a good son-in-law for her, but this child has a very good idea, and I am not allowed to interfere with her father. Yao Xi is also a lifelong event that does not leave her daughter in three or two sentences.
"Oh? So Huan really has a sweetheart? Whose son? Duanyu's curiosity was aroused. Looking at the appearance of the snow fairy, it seems that they belong to each other, they can't fall in love with the same person, right?
"I guessed the same thing, but when I asked her, she didn't say anything, and she was in a hurry to die!" Yao Xi lied, she actually knew that her daughter had fallen in love with the second son of the immortal family. It's just that I don't know who the eldest princess wants, and she can't show her bottom first.
"There are children who are young and shy. Let them go, and maybe it will be a matter of course." "Duanyu doesn't matter who Xuexian falls into, as long as she has a family background that matches, she probably won't object.
"That's what the eldest princess said." The two chatted as they entered the inner courtyard of the palace.
After everyone arrived, the washing of the third officially began, and the person who presided over the baptism was Duanmaode's Caisheng and Fengqing's nursing mother Yuerong.
There is an incense case in the main hall outside the delivery room, which enshrines thirteen gods such as Bixia Yuanjun, Qiongxiao Niangniang, Yunxiao Niangniang, Giving Birth Niangniang, Sending Sons Niangniang, Beanrash Niangniang, and Eye Niangniang; Insert incense with an incense burner containing millet, insert a pair of "small double bags" [small red wax of mutton fat for sacrifices] on the wax skewer, and press all the godly money and food such as yellow coins, ingots, and thousands of pieces on the bottom.
Yuerong will prepare in advance to pick the umbilical hairpin, millet, gold and silver bills, as well as flowers, locks, scales, toothbrushes, new combs, rouge powder, pig pancreatic soap balls, copper tea trays, green onions, ginger slices, mugwort leaf balls, baking cages, incense candles, money and grain, raw and hard-boiled eggs and other objects one by one. And will boil the water of Huaitiao Pu Ai, and dye red cinnamon, lychee, peanuts, chestnuts and so on with rouge for later use.
Yuerong bowed three times on the incense, and after getting up, the copper basin containing the soup boiled with acacia strips and mugwort leaves was also placed on the table. At this time, Yuerong entered the house and took the baby out, and the prelude to washing three began.
The family takes the lead in adding a small spoonful of water to the basin according to the respect and humility, and then puts some coins or cinnamon, red dates, peanuts and other happy fruits, which is called "adding a pot". Relatives and friends also obeyed the ceremony, and the Western envoy who came to observe the ceremony added a silver cross to symbolize God, and May the Lord bless the child.
After adding a basin, Yuerong picked up the mallet and stirred it into the basin, saying: "One stir, two stirs, three stirs, my brother leads my brother to run ......" After singing, she began to bathe the baby. Maode cries when he is cold, not only does not commit taboos, but is regarded as auspicious, and is called "ringing basin".
While washing, Yuerong chanted a greeting: "Wash your hair first and be a prince; After washing the waist, one generation is taller than the other...... "Then, light it with mugwort leaf balls, use ginger slices as a support, and put it on the baby's head, symbolically scorching; Comb the baby's hair and dress it up again, and sing: "Three combs, two bunches, grow up and wear a red top; Draw eyebrows on the left, sideburns on the right, and find a daughter-in-law to race the neighbors; Brush your teeth, rinse your mouth, and talk to people so as not to be embarrassed. Rolling eggs on the baby's face, saying: "The egg is rolling on the face, the face is like egg skin, and the willow is red like white, and it is really a lover." ”
After washing, tie up the child, take the green onion and hit the baby twice, and say, "One dozen smart, two dozen smart." Then he asked his subordinates to throw the green onions on the roof, which meant wishing the child to be extremely smart in the future; Pick up the scale and make a few gestures and say, "Although the scale is small, it weighs a thousand catties." It means that children will have a pivotal position in the family and society when they grow up;
Pick up the lock and make a gesture and say, "When you grow up, your head is tight, your feet are tight, and your hands are tight." "I wish the child to grow up to be stable and cautious; Then put the baby in the tea tray, use the gold and silver bills prepared in advance to the baby's body and say: "The left is gold, the right is silver, you can't spend it, reward people." "I wish the child a blessed fortune and a great life when he grows up; Finally, a few paper pomegranate flowers were sifted into the oven and said: "Gardenia, jasmine, peach, apricot, rose, tuberose, flower scar, pea rash sparse Lalaer...... This is done in the hope that the child will not have smallpox and grow up healthily without disasters and diseases.
At this point, after the washing ceremony, Yuerong sent the child back to the delivery room, and burned the god code of "Kang Gong and Kang Mother", wrapped the ashes in a bag of red paper, and pressed them under the kang mat to bless the safety of adults and children.
The guests were accompanied by King Jin to the banquet hall to prepare for the banquet, and Jiang Yan, Feng Wu and Feng Yi sisters went to the delivery room to visit Feng Qing.
"Mother, sister, ......" Feng Qing saw her relatives, and she wanted to cry first. Jiang Yan couldn't help but redden, her daughter had suffered such a big crime, how could a mother not feel distressed?
"Qing'er!" Jiang Yan hugged Feng Qing tightly in her arms, just like she did when she was a child; Feng Wu also sat next to Feng Qing and touched her hair lovingly.
"Don't cry, it's a happy event to give birth safely. Look how cute Maude is! Feng Yi comforted her, then took a closer look at the newborn, and gently handed Yue Rong a pair of red gold plate and Yingluo collars to Yue Rong, who was holding the baby.
"Yi'er, your mother is also here today, I will ask someone to arrange her in the West Chamber, you go and meet her." In private, Jiang Yan didn't call Fengyi "concubine" anymore, and directly called her milk name. Feng Tianxiang's concubine Zhao Sijiao and her daughter Feng Yi have not seen each other for many years, and took advantage of today's rare opportunity to ask the lord and wife to go to the banquet together, in order to meet their daughter.
"Mother is coming? Thank you, mother-in-law, then Yi'er will retire first. Feng Yi couldn't wait to meet her mother, and Jiang Yan waved her hand to signal her to go quickly.
"It's rare for my mother to be generous, and she is willing to let my father take Aunt Jiao out?" In Feng Wu's memory, no matter how low Zhao Sijiao was, how she was low and small, forbearance and avoidance, Jiang Yan always couldn't tolerate her.
"When I was young, I was embarrassed by her everywhere, which was nothing more than jealousy among women. Now that we're all old and you're all gone, what's the point of continuing to fight? Although Jiang Yan is fifty years old, she still has an outstanding temperament in an embroidered outfit of Wujin Cloud.
"I heard that my father recently took in a concubine who is in the middle of his life?" Presumably, in order to deal with the new favorite, the former enemies also had to shake hands and make peace.
"What!? Isn't that much older than me? Feng Qing didn't wait for her mother to answer, and interjected in surprise.
"I don't know what Fang Tong'an's heart is, it stands to reason that since your cousin passed away, the Fang family has nothing to do with our family, so I just sent a fox to your father at this time! But compared to me, Zhao Sijiao is afraid that it is more tormented. Zhao Sijiao can not care about her reputation but the most important Feng Tianxiang's feelings for her, but now how can she be compared to a girl in her early twenties?
Feng Wu was too lazy to care about the trivial matters in her father's backyard, and she was quite interested in the other party's move to give away a concubine. After Fang Yushan's death, the Fang clan no longer has a direct unmarried girl, and there will be no more Fang clan's power in the harem in the short term, Fang Tong's move is nothing more than to show favor to the Feng clan. But this concubine named Yiren is not the daughter of a serious family, but just a Qingqi of Yuefang, which indicates to the outside world that the relationship between Fang Tong and Feng Tianxiang is nothing more than a friend of wine and meat. In this way, it can not only please Feng Tianxiang but also avoid the emperor's suspicion of their relationship, Fang Tong really can't be offended over there! No matter what, as long as the Fang Clan is not an enemy of the Feng Clan, it is the best.
"Mother, forget it, I'm here to see Qing'er today, so don't talk about these troubles." Feng Wu changed the topic and asked if King Jin treated Feng Qing well? Feng Qing concealed Liu Fu's matter, and only said that it was very good and did not mention it.
After they chatted for a while, someone came to bring food to Feng Qing and invited Feng Wu and Jiang Yu to the table. Not long after Coral finished serving Feng Qing, someone knocked on the bedroom door, and Coral opened the door to see that it was a Western-style girl with colorful hair and blue eyes.
"Hello. Can I go in? Rimbaud asked politely, and Sango didn't know how to react for a moment, so he let her in. Lan Bo came to the bed, took the corner of her skirt and curtsied at Feng Qing, and said, "Respected princess, I'm sorry to disturb you." I am Rimbaud, a painter from the Western Kingdom, and I would like to paint a portrait of the princess and the prince to express my country's congratulations on the birth of the prince. Please allow the princess. ”
"Okay. It's just that my body is not suitable to move, so I can only lean on the bed, is that okay? Feng Qing asked Coral to bring the child.
"Yes." Rimbaud nodded in the affirmative. The child was still asleep when he arrived, and Feng Qing gently held him in her arms. As if she saw the splendor of motherly love filling the room, Rimbaud quickly set up her easel and hurried to freeze this quiet and beautiful picture.
An hour later, Rimbaud showed the painted portrait to Feng Qing. In the middle of the large blue cornflowers, a pair of loving mothers and delicate children are warmly snuggled together, surrounded by soft light behind the mother, looking at the child with kind eyebrows; And the little baby sucks his thumb and sleeps sweetly, looking soft and cute...... Feng Qing couldn't help but burst into tears when she looked at the realistic oil painting, and at this moment she felt more clearly that she was a mother!
"Thank you, artist, I love it. I'll treasure it. Feng Qing would not have thought that this painting would become the only thought she left to her son in the future, but that is another story.
"You're welcome, the princess likes it." In the background of the painting, Rimbaud painted clumps of cornflowers, which are rare and rare in Dahan, and she hoped that the child would surprise and happiness her mother like a flower that brought new beauty.
On the other side, a mother and daughter in the west chamber who have not seen each other for many years hugged and sobbed, and the atmosphere was obviously more poignant.
Zhao Sijiao looks young and likes bright dresses, but now there are six out of forty, but the charm is still there. Today, she is wearing a pretty red brocade chrysanthemum pattern soft silk swaying long skirt, with cloud sideburns and high buns, poppies, gorgeous and red gold beads, swaying dazzlingly; Willow leaves have long eyebrows and autumn pupils, a touch of lips and light makeup, and her amazing beauty when she was young is still faintly recognizable.
"Yi'er, you have been in the palace for many years, and your mother can't visit you often, are you okay?" Zhao Sijiao wiped her tears with a handkerchief and wiped away Feng Yi's tears.
"My daughter is fine. What about mothers? Mother-in-law is still embarrassed for you? Feng Yi was more concerned about her mother's situation, because when she saw her today, she felt that her mother's mood seemed to be bad.
"Mother is very good...... Very good, Mrs. did not embarrass the mother, the lord to the mother...... It's also good. Saying something against his will, he unconsciously covered his eyes with another layer of mist. Feng Yi saw the clue, and only after questioning did she learn that her father's concubine had taken away all his attention, and her father had not paid attention to his mother for a long time, which had never happened before.
"Mother...... You have to think about this kind of thing, and don't worry too much about yourself. Feng Yi didn't know how to comfort her, as an imperial concubine, she had to face such things every day, and she was so used to being numb. But Zhao Sijiao and Feng Tianxiang have been together for 30 years, and now they are suddenly abandoned, how can she be willing?
"The color is declining and the love is relaxed, the mother doesn't understand. But...... Mother's heart hurts...... "She was saddened by her husband's change of heart, so she lay on Feng Yi's shoulder and wept, Feng Yi could only pat her back silently.