Talking to my son is like answering questions in a private school.

I don't know where Mr.'s question will suddenly jump.

It's just overwhelming.

It's not an exaggeration, Concubine Shun felt that she had never been so careful when talking to the saint.

Although the saint is amorous, he is gentle like water, and he has never blushed and crooked his eyebrows towards women. There are so many women in the palace, the saint may see one and love one, love one and throw one, but... He is very serious, gentle, and single-minded when he loves... He never spared caring words, gentle eyes, and of course, gold, silver and jade.

Concubine Shun glanced at her son's angular but cold and quiet side.

The king of Hades in her family, I really don't know who she is with!

Concubine Shun struggled to recall, "... It seems that there are four mansions of former court criminals, two in Chongwenfang Goldfish Hutong, one in Houhai Jing'er Hutong, and one is very close to Kuanjie, just behind Dongtangzi Hutong. ”

Concubine Shun is not from Beijing, and even except for the Xiangshan Palace, she has never even stepped out of the imperial city.

Writing down the names and directions of these alleys is really dying.

All for the sake of the son!

Concubine Shun saw that Xu Yi had been drinking this tea, and her train of thought was interrupted, and she told Cai Ping repeatedly, "Fill a box of tea leaves for the fourth child, he looks at it and loves to drink it." ”

Xu Yi listened, immediately put down the teacup, but thought about the location of those mansions, the two goldfish alleys must be the best, the goldfish alley is the closest to the north gate of the imperial city Donghua Gate, the most convenient to enter and exit, Jing'er Hutong is in Houhai, the location is average, there are mountains and lakes, it must be the largest and laziest of the four, the renovation and reconstruction must cost a lot of silver, and the mother concubine has not been favored for a long time, can not let the Chengqian Palace make up, although he has a lot of money in his hand, but can not be disposed of at will, it is all secret.

The mansion on Higashidoko Back Street...

For some reason, Xu Yi remembered the pot of shabu mutton full of smoke and worldliness, the box of sweet but not greasy pastries, the fragrant pancakes that bit off his tongue, and the two well-boiled mushrooms and minced egg yolk porridge he had ever tasted.

"The second brother and the third brother won't be both in Goldfish Alley." Xu Yi pondered, "A second son, a son who is a favorite concubine, is not sharp everywhere. All in one place. Not to mention whether the two are willing, the mothers and concubines of the two must also be unwilling. ”

Concubine Shun nodded, "The concubine has begged the sage for a decree and asked for the mansion in Jing'er Hutong, saying that the third child loves Danqing, has wind and scenery, and just makes a good work." ”

Xu Yi hooked the corners of his lips.

The eldest brother is really elegant, and the third is at most a vassal elegance.

It's good.

Qu Guifei gave the queen a step in the end.

That's the choice between him and his eldest brother, either he's in Goldfish Alley or Big Brother is in Goldfish Alley.

"If the mother concubine can speak, ask for a Dongtangzi alley." Xu Yi was reluctant to intervene prematurely in the dispute between the third and third children, and secondly..."Dongtangzi Hutong is a compromise position, and it is not far to go to Guozijian, Shangliubu, and enter the palace. ”

Concubine Shun nodded again, looked at the window lattice, the fireworks had burned out, and the air in the imperial city seemed to be filled with a choking smell of gunpowder. Concubine Shu's birth is also stable, there is an eighth child in front of her, if this baby is a son, she can be promoted to Mrs. If you are a princess, you will also be rewarded. Today, I saw that Concubine Shu's face was pink and her lips were red, her complexion was better than before, and the dining room was meticulous. ”

Speaking of his father's harem, Xu was bored, and drank two more teas with Concubine Shun before leaving.

Before going out, Cai Ping chased after him and stuffed him with a large wooden box, bigger than his face and wider than his shoulders, which was filled with tea leaves.

In the future, you have to pay more attention to it in the Chengqian Palace.

First, he ate a whole orange in Chengqian Palace, and the next day the concubine dragged a flax pocket of oranges to Qianqiu Palace, and he ate it for more than ten days, until the upper tooth was on fire and bubbling.

Cai Ping happily waved at him, "Fourth prince, you drink first, and when you're done, the servant will put a pocket on you!" ”

The servant follows the master's form...

Chengqian Palace is counted by "pocket".

It's good, the mother concubine never resents her father Bo Xing, does not aggrieved by the slow treatment of servants, and does not feel unhappy with the ridicule and ridicule of other concubines.

He... Why hasn't it been possible?

Xu Yi bowed slightly, holding a huge wooden box in one hand and disappeared into the night.

On the afternoon of the first day of the first lunar month, there were more diners to "Shixian", and there were quite a lot of fresh faces, all of whom were neighbors living in an alley.

In the past, I was reluctant to pay a meal for a tael of silver, but now for the New Year's Festival, a meal of one or two silver, isn't that a normal price!

As a result, many people choose restaurants that are usually undesirable and bring their relatives to try it.

Most of the people who live in Dongtangzi Hutong are old Beijing.

Those who are officials in the family, those who do big business, those who roam all over the world... The ancestors all took the old way, and as soon as they entered the door of "Shixian", they came up and down, "Yo, third uncle, you are well in spring!" "Second aunt and grandma, I haven't seen you for a long time, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Those who knew thought they were eating in a restaurant, and those who didn't know thought that it was a big family that had chartered the "Shi Xian" field.

Han Chuan is both a cook and a shopkeeper, running inside and out without stopping, tired and sweaty, his throat is hissing at the end of the day, and when he checks the account book at night, Han Chuan holds the account book, wails, and grabs Xiao Shuang'er's hand, "Shuang'er!" Why is it that every time I count the money, it is different from the previous amount! ”

Shuang'er cautiously, "Is it more and more, or is it less and less?" ”

Han Chuan let out a wail again, "The more you count, the less!" ”

The door of the hall squeaked open, and the abacus and account book in Han Chuan's hand were taken away by a hand that described it as withered.

Han Chuan looked up, it was Mama Zhong.

Maybe it's because of the first month, maybe it's because it's opening the door to welcome guests, and maybe it's because Mama Zhong has been in the palace for so many decades, and she is used to dressing festively and describing meticulously, but now it's night, Mama Zhong's white hair between her temples is not wrong, the placket is tightly buttoned, and the clothes are brand new as washing, and there is no indication that Mama Zhong is also a person who jumps among the diners during the day to greet her for a day.

"Crackle Crackle"

Mama Zhong played the abacus quickly with one hand, and flipped through the account book with the number with the other hand, and after a while, Han Chuan saw that the abacus was back to its original state.

？

Han Chuan suddenly remembered the dense account book and the hookah that looked shrewd when Mama Zhong sold the hot water kettle.

To be honest, Han Chuan felt at the time that the hookah was more than she would plan to dish...

It's a connoisseur!

It's a hand!

It's a real person who doesn't show up!

Han Chuan immediately turned around and brought a stack of account books under the counter to the table, with obvious flattery and deference in his tone, "Mama, if you are too idle, help you sort out last year's accounts... No more, no more! That's it! ”