When Yu Jingning came back from duty today, he felt that the little guy next to him didn't have the right eyes, and he kept staring at him.

He thought that there was something wrong with his appearance, and the Yiluan Division was the most important to his appearance, so he hurriedly straightened the crown and brushed his hair, thinking that at this moment, he couldn't let others grab him any more and be restrained.

But after touching it for a long time, I didn't feel that something was wrong, so I had to ask: "Mingdu, what's wrong with my face?" ”

Mingdu was shocked, and grinned: "No, no, the prince is good, he is a handsome man in the world." ”

Yu Jingning's brows furrowed again, thinking that she really couldn't hand over her subordinates to Yu Zhiwei for discipline, and she had been messing around with her for a long time, and they were all oily. He tugged at the reins and walked forward angrily.

In addition to the brocade guards guarding the palace and forbidden imperial city, the Duanyang Festival is resting with hundreds of officials, and Yu Jingning happens to be the unlucky guy who wants to go out on duty when everyone is resting at home.

Along the way, there is wormwood with the aroma of realgar, and the bald children running all over the road have the word "Wang" painted on their foreheads with the fragrance of wine, and their hands are wrapped with colorful silk threads.

Even the Shizifu is no exception.

Yu Jingning didn't celebrate the festival when he lived by himself, so he was stunned when he saw the iris leaves at the gate: "Where did this thing come from?" ”

Mingdu immediately replied with courtesy: "I bought it in the grass market on the outskirts of the city, and it costs a lot of money." ”

Yu Jingning let out an "oh", handed over the horse in his hand to Mingdu, and went straight to the door.

I went home late today, and it was almost lunch time at this time, and Yu Jingning immediately smelled a smell that I don't usually smell, sticky and sweet.

His nose moved, thinking that it should be zongzi—it was the smell of Jiang rice.

The stuff stuffed in the rice dumpling leaves, which the people of Gyeonggi call Jiangmi, is indeed a slimy but delicious thing.

Yu Jingning suddenly had the illusion of being at home when he was young, and his steps couldn't help but be a few steps faster, and soon he saw Yu Zhiwei holding a dumpling leaf with his cheeks bulging, like a fat squirrel hiding food.

She has now changed into a summer shirt, only wearing a blue placket stand-up collar narrow-sleeved shirt, a beige tooth and white two-color moon skirt tied underneath, combing a double mustache, with a pair of Buddha's hand yellow red gold bead crown, and her hands wrapped with colorful silk.

The fat squirrel smiled and bent his eyes, and muttered to him, "I'll give you one." Then he picked up a dumpling from his plate and threw it at him.

Yu Jingning raised his hand to catch it, as if he had caught a ball of fireworks in the world, and the Shizi Mansion, which was cold and deserted on weekdays, came alive when he landed, and he smiled and scolded Yu Zhiwei: "How old a person is, how can he be so unruly." ”

As Yu Zhiwei spoke, he peeled off another zongzi and took a bite in his mouth: "It's a holiday, don't take it as an example." ”

The old-school rules should be that men and women have different beds at the age of five and different seats at the age of seven, but after all, today's Daheng is a time when a hundred schools of thought are contending and the etiquette is broken, and there are only two masters in the Shizi Mansion It is really too lonely. Yes, the two brothers and sisters mostly eat together - if they can catch up with Yu Zhiwei and Yu Jingning are both at home.

Yu Jingning sat down and was about to open the zongzi to eat, but when he saw You Ping's family come up with a hot towel and clean Yu Zhiwei's hands, he couldn't help asking, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

"It's not." Yu Zhiwei shook his head, his mouth was still bulging, and he took a box from You Ping's hand, "I'll show you something." ”

She chewed hard, swallowed all the things in her mouth, bared her little tiger teeth, and smiled a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes into two small moons: "I was so expensive when I held a birthday banquet before, and now that you are catching up with this kind of time, you must not have the heart to remember your birthday." But that's okay, I'll help you remember. Oh, you see, I congratulate you on your birthday, and congratulate you on being one step closer to listening to politics in the court. ”

She opened the thing as if offering a treasure and handed it over, and inside was a belt hook hanging from a leather belt, which was used to hang a sword: "I see that your belt hook will not be changed, and I think you don't have the heart to think about such a thing, so I will send you a new one." ”

Yu Jingning took the box, looked at it for a while, then looked at Yu Zhiwei's sparkling eyes, and said with a smile: "My original belt hook was given to me by my father before I went to the capital, and it was used by him when he fought with the first emperor, giving me the purpose of spurring and encouraging. ”

Yu Zhiwei: "......"

Well, she should have thought that this kind of thing that has not been changed for many years has always had a special meaning.

Yu Zhiwei's eyes were quick, and he reached out and snatched back the box in Yu Jingning's hand: "Come on, you didn't hear what I said just now, and I didn't give you anything, so you just took my verbal blessing and it was over." ”

After that, he handed the box back to You Ping's hand: "It's okay, put it away." "It's like I'm not going to take it out again.

Yu Zhiwei picked up the zongzi from the table again, peeled it off with an expressionless face, and took a vicious bite on it.

Yu Jingning looked amused, and glanced at the colorful silk silk tied on her hand: "What is this?" ”

"Folk stuff." Yu Zhiwei stuffed a mouthful of zongzi again, "Lord Shizi, you are expensive, so you don't have to wear this kind of gadget." ”

Yu Jingning: "Don't have my share? ”

Yu Zhiwei turned his face and nodded solemnly at him: "No." ”

She sent the zongzi in her hand forward: "Eat and sleep, you taught me a lesson last time, I haven't forgotten it, you can't just allow the state officials to set fires, and don't allow the people to light lamps." ”

Yu Jingning shook his head secretly, and really implemented his usual style of "eating without speaking".

Yu Zhiwei: "......"

She privately thought that Yu Jingning's embarrassing identity and difficulty in marrying a wife were really a good excuse - so as to give this guy who couldn't marry a daughter-in-law a comfort.

Who knew that Yu Jingning didn't know what was going on today, he was quiet for a while, and then he spoke again: "You begged me for three things last time, and the third thing hasn't been settled yet, I don't know what it is?" "It can't be harder than the first two.

Yu Zhiwei Fang ate three zongzi and felt that they were stretched and greasy, so he cleaned his hands again and put some refreshing side dishes to eat. Hearing this, he put the chopsticks in his mouth and paused: "Actually, it's okay not to mention it." ”

Yu Jingning was confused: "What? ”

This third thing, in fact, is the easiest, is to let him not be angry with her with a black face after the first two things are done. It was a playful joke to tease his big brother.

But now......

He loves to be angry!

Yu Zhiwei knew that he didn't need to be angry with him because of this, but he was stunned, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he simply put the chopsticks on the table and said with a smile: "I'll go back to the room first." ”

……

She slept until three o'clock in the morning the next morning, and said that she was going to take the hook and throw it away, but she couldn't find it.