Yongzheng listened carefully, and the expression on his face always seemed to be smiling, obviously not believing her words.

When she finished speaking, her fingers scratched her chin and said with a smile, "Don't do that in the future, huh?" Am I that kind of person? ”

Nichuhe resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and didn't bother to explain any more, so let him think so.

"Isn't the emperor busy?"

Yongzheng frowned and glared at her complainingly, "It's not because of you, I know that you went and left, I don't worry, so I came to see you." ”

Nichuhe was embarrassed.

Well, or is it her fault?

Yongzheng too, is it worth a special trip for such a trivial matter?

"There's something ahead of me, I won't stay tonight, you should rest early, huh?" Yongzheng told her.

Nichuhe nodded, humming.

After a while, Yongzheng left.

……

In the next few days, Yongzheng went out early and returned late, and Nichuhe did not see Yongzheng for many days.

I heard that he went to inspect the Yellow River with other officials and asked the people about agricultural affairs.

The royal driver only stayed in Jinan Mansion for five days, and Yongzheng set off to continue south.

Zhen Yueru, who was bent on meeting the emperor by chance, failed to do so after several failures.

On this southern tour, Yongzheng naturally did not want to enjoy the mountains and rivers, so Nichuhe did not disturb Yongzheng again.

On the way, Yongzheng went to Qufu to worship the Confucian Temple, the people on both sides bowed to the emperor, the mountain shouted long live, very lively.

Immediately after that, it continued south, passing through Yangzhou and heading to Jiangning.

Jiangning Mansion has a palace built by the Cao family in the early years, and every time the first emperor makes a southern tour and passes through Jiangning, he will stay here.

Yongzheng naturally lived in.

I came to Jiangning Mansion for a military parade, and I still have no leisure to play.

After getting Yongzheng's permission, the day after Ni Chuhe arrived in Jiangning, he took the palace maids and guards around him out for a walk.

For her safety, Yongzheng specially assigned five guards to protect her, including Wu Yuechen.

Before coming out, Hongyan was clamoring to go out with him, but Ni Chuhe had no choice but to take Hongyan and Hongyan, and a few more guards.

In order to keep a low profile, Ni Chuhe deliberately changed into the dress of an ordinary woman, like the wife of a large family taking her children to the street to relax.

Because it was a woman and a child, it was not noticed.

The guards were all dressed in their usual attire and followed behind them not far or close.

Even if someone finds out, they will only think that it is a guard at home.

It's a pity that I couldn't stop when I passed through Yangzhou, and I don't know if Xia Songshao was in Yangzhou.

With her "dead" status, she can't see him, let alone her current identity.

Maybe he won't stay long in Jiangning, and he will have to return later.

Thinking of the harmony of happiness in Quanzhou, Ni Chuhe couldn't help but regret.

When passing by the pen and ink shop, Ni Chuhe wanted to write a letter to Lezhi and them, and then thought that after so many years, maybe they had forgotten her and started a peaceful life again.

Why should I bother them and make them feel sad?

So be it.

Back in the palace, someone came to pay respects, saying that the daughter of the Cao family came to ask for peace.

This generation of Jiangning weaving is Cao Fu, the nephew of Cao Yin, who weaves Jiangning in the Kangxi Dynasty.

After Cao Yin's death, the first emperor ordered Cao Yin's son Cao Hao to succeed Jiangning Weaving.

Soon after, Cao Hao died of illness, and Cao Yin's nephew Cao Fu succeeded him as Jiangning Weaving.

Cao Fu is the heir, so now the person in charge of the Cao family's daughters is Cao Yin's wife Li, that is, Li Lao Yiren.

Today's coming is Li Lao Yiren, and Cao Hao's wife Ma.

Hearing that there were also two young ladies coming, Nichuhe raised his eyebrows, smiled, and let them in.

When she was in Jinan Mansion, that Zhen Yueru went to see Yongzheng by herself, without any rules and etiquette, to put it bluntly, she was still a maidservant, the purpose was too obvious, and the method was too cheap.

After all, the Cao family is not an ordinary person, and they are not so unpopular, so they are naturally brought over by the elders of the family.

If it were someone else, Ni Chuhe would not see it if he couldn't see it, and the Cao family's status in Jiangning was extraordinary, so he still had to see it.

Of course, it can also be missing.

After all, the scenery of the Cao family is the time of the first emperor.

Today's emperor is Yongzheng, and he will not be so tolerant of the Cao family.

Even if Nichuhe doesn't give face, it doesn't matter.

But when she learned that there were two young women, she instantly wanted to meet them.

Jiangning weaving is a five-grade official, Cao Yin's wife Li was pleasant when Cao Yin was alive, and it is now called Li Lao Yiren.

Cao Hao's wife, Ma, did not have any seals and was not called pleasant.

Li Lao Yiren led his daughter-in-law Mrs. Ma and two girls with good facial features to kowtow and say goodbye, "The slave sees the noble concubine Niangniang, the noble concubine Niangniang Jin An." ”

Ni Chuhe raised his hand and smiled kindly, "Li Lao Yiren doesn't need to be polite, please get up." ”

Zhuyan stepped forward to personally support Li Lao Yiren.

Li Lao Yiren hurriedly thanked him and got up.

Nichuhe commanded the seat.

Li Laoyi and Mrs. Ma sat upright on the two Nanguan hat chairs on the right, and the two little girls stood behind Li Laoyi and Mrs. Ma in a proper manner, but out of the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help but glance at the concubine on the main seat.

Nichuhe looked at the two little girls, "Who are these two?" ”

The two little girls were so frightened that they hung their heads and didn't dare to look at it again.

Li Lao Yiren smiled and groaned: "This is Cao Rong, the granddaughter of the slave, and this is Li Ran, the niece of the slave." ”

Cao Rong and Li Ran both stepped forward and curtsied, "Cao Rong and Li Ran greet the concubine." "The sound is like a yellow bird, crisp and tactful.

Both of them are fourteen or fifteen years old, with a bright appearance, standardized etiquette, and standard ladies.

Ni Chuhe knew that Li Laoyi had a brother, who was Li Xu, a weaver in Suzhou, and thought that this Li Ran was Li Xu's granddaughter.

Nichuhe couldn't help laughing, not only brought his own girl, but also brought the girl from his brother's family.

Is this a decision to send someone into the palace?

Nichuhe nodded in approval, "The appearance is very iconic." ”

Li Laoyi's smile deepened, "Thank you for your compliment." ”

Both little girls blushed and lowered their heads, and for a moment returned to their original places.

Li Laoyi said: "Niangniang came from afar, and the slave should have come to ask for peace yesterday, but she was worried that Niangniang was tired from the journey and didn't dare to disturb rashly, so she came to ask for peace today, and asked Niangniang to forgive me." If the mother has any orders, even if she tells them, the slave will let the subordinates do it as soon as possible. ”

"There is Lao Li and the old is pleasant." Nichuhe smiled.

Li Laoyi was busy and didn't dare.

Ni Chuhe asked people to bring a few plates of dim sum, which were made by the imperial chef who accompanied him, and put them in front of Li Laoyiren, Mrs. Ma and the two little girls.

After all, the dim sum made in the palace is different from the dim sum outside, there are more patterns, and the two little girls are young, so they can't help but look straight.

Mrs. Ma motioned to Cao Rong, Cao Rong hurriedly took a tray from the maid beside her and stepped forward, Mrs. Ma smiled and said: "This is embroidered by Sister Rong herself, specially filial piety to the mother, and asked the mother to smile." ”

Ni Chuhe asked Zhuyan to step forward to take it, picked up the handkerchief on it, and it was a rose in his eyes, the color was gorgeous, the petals were unfolded layer by layer, and every stitch and thread was very delicate and lifelike.