In Xilin Hutong, Mama Shen was busy all morning, stepping on the lunch point and delivering the hot meal to the Ningguo Mansion.

Gu Yunjin looked at the dishes she had liked since she was a child, and for a while, her eyes were a little hot.

She really has a bad appetite recently, she really said what she wanted to eat, and she didn't have an idea after rummaging through her head, Jiang Muyuan mentioned it to her yesterday, she actually didn't miss Mama Shen's craftsmanship much, she just didn't want to refuse Jiang Muyuan's kindness.

Because she can't eat well alone, so many people in the house are worried.

Especially Jiang Muyuan, who has been busy with court affairs recently, Gu Yunjin doesn't want him to worry about it anymore.

But when she really saw the dishes and smelled the fragrance, Gu Yunjin thought, she still missed it very much.

It has been many years since she left the General's Mansion in her childhood, and when she was in Beijing, Mama Shen would occasionally cook it once or twice, but her love for this taste is engraved in her memory.

Gu Yunjin ate well, and Mama Zhong and the others were also very happy.

Mama Shen didn't speak, just watched her eat, and the more she looked at it, the more sour her her heart became.

After the table was removed, Mama Shen said softly, "What else do you want to eat?" Mom made it and sent it again. ”

Gu Yunjin was afraid that Mama Shen would work hard, so she was about to refuse, but seeing her worried, her heart softened, and said, "It's still the same as today, I still want to eat." ”

Mama Shen smiled.

Gu Yunjin also smiled.

She forgot that Mama Shen couldn't be idle.

In her previous life, when Gu Yunsi was pregnant, Mama Shen sent meals for a while, but the Jia family spoke coldly, she was afraid that Gu Yunsi would be difficult to do, so she didn't send it.

This is the case for Gu Yunsi, not to mention for Gu Yunjin.

In this life, Xu's body has been raised, and Mama Shen naturally has less work and is more leisurely, instead of letting her worry about it in the house, it is better to let her cook, and watch Gu Yunjin finish eating with her own eyes, she can rest assured.

The eldest princess of Anyang knew that Gu Yunjin could eat well, and she was also happy.

Caiwente came over to spread the word, saying that it was cold in winter, and he was afraid that the food box would be cold when it was sent from Xilin Hutong, so he asked Mama Shen to write the ingredients and buy them from the Guogong Mansion, and she came to the house to make them, and it was good to eat a hot mouth that had just been baked, and said that if the Gu family could get rid of their hands, the Guogong Mansion was looking forward to taking Shen Mama over to live for half a year, and she would also save her from running back and forth every day.

The eldest princess and the person who came out in front of her said something extremely appropriate and enthusiastic, how could Mama Shen not, and the Gu family naturally agreed.

Mama Shen is afraid that she doesn't know the rules of the Guogong Mansion very well, so she doesn't leave the hospital normally, but she has a good personality, and she has experienced a lot of past events in the north at this age, not to mention the little maid in Gu Yunjin's yard, the county lord of Shou'an has a lot of time to come over to listen to her story.

Gu Yunjin also listened.

It's a story I heard many times when I was young, but now that I listen to it, it's a different taste.

At Laba, the Gonghou Bofu gave porridge outside the city gate, and the families were also busy distributing and delivering porridge, and the streets and alleys of the capital were lively and lively, and they had to rush to send their own porridge to the people with good relations before noon.

There are more people moving around, and there are more news, so I have to ask whose grandmother has been in body for a few months, whose brothers and sisters can call people, Gu Yunjin's happy situation, and he listened to some information outside.

"The mouth is really picky, the chef of the Guogong Mansion can't look down on the craftsmanship, and he also invites someone from his mother's family."

"I think it's made at will with a big belly, how many years have I been in the capital, where can I still not get used to eating Beijing cuisine, besides, can't the chefs of the Guogong Mansion cook the dishes of the Northland?"

"You know what! I have followed my family for 20 years, and I shed tears when I ate authentic hometown food! Home, home, do you know? ”

"Laba, it's almost the New Year, do you ask the strangers yourself, are you homesick?"

The word "home" made a lot of disturbances quiet down in an instant.

There is no shortage of strangers in Beijing, and there is no shortage of strangers who cannot return to their hometowns for various reasons during the New Year's holidays.

Not to mention that people are pregnant, don't they, who are old men who can't have a big belly in their lives, also read that mouthful.

The argument stopped, and when I spoke again, I was talking about my hometown.

In the private room, several young people are holding wine cups, and you come and go.

"I don't know what the New Year in Beijing is like?"

"What? Don't you miss home? ”

"What do you think? Can there be three points of prosperity in the capital? ”

The laughter continued.

The young man sitting in the corner was silent, and he didn't blend into the atmosphere of others.

Someone approached him, holding the wine jug and asked him, "General Qiao, why don't you speak?" Isn't it homesick? ”

The young man raised his eyelids, and laughed coldly, half-loudly: "Think of a fart!" ”

He is Qiao Yun, the son of General Zhennan.

His father's name as a great general is genuine, and as for him, what a little general, it is just this group of people who say that they are trying to bury him.

He's just an outcast.

Shudi's ambition was thrown directly under the nose of the imperial court through him, an outcast.

From the day his father ordered him to enter Beijing, he never thought about letting him return to Shu alive.

Qiao Yun didn't know that Shudi would have to be installed for a few years, but he thought about it quickly.

Others are looking forward to the New Year, but for him, it is just another year away from death.

He wants to be a fart for the New Year, and he thinks about his fart hometown, and he feels bored when he comes and goes.

As soon as his hand was raised, the half-full wine cup was turned upside down, and all the wine was sprinkled on the ground, and he dipped his finger in a little, drew a circle, and crossed it again, and was extremely bored.

When the people in Beijing were busy for Layue, these young people who drank and had fun fought vigorously.

The saint looked at the fold, his face gloomy.

It's not the first time these protons have caused trouble.

Even the feudal officials who were sent to the capital with their daughters were still stable, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they always honestly followed the will of the imperial court, and the children and women lived seriously in the capital; Those who passively take only one or two sons to "demonstrate" are troublemakers.

At the beginning of the month, there were also those who entered Shuntianfu in pursuit of dramas, drunkenness, noise, and singing at night in the post house, which seemed to be a trivial matter.

Shenguehara didn't want to care about them, they were originally used as protons, just don't make trouble, I didn't expect it to get more and more intense, this time it was a group fight, several of them hung up the lottery, and they were still confused, and with the strength of the wine, they didn't even figure out who hit whom, and which side they counted.

Where did the imperial history read this, and participated in one book after another, and the court meeting said one after another, if you have the courage, you directly pointed the finger at Sun Xuan.

It was Sun Xuanyi's strong advocacy to bring these children into the capital, and the follow-up arrangements were not done well, and he could not escape the blame.

A while ago, Sun Xuan was ordered by the saint once, but he didn't expect that this time he couldn't get off the stage, so he could only bow his head and accept the crime.

When the court meeting was dispersed, he wrapped his snow coat tightly and walked slowly to Wenying Palace.

The north wind was cold, blowing his face pale, Sun Xuan squinted his eyes, looked at the brothers walking in front of him, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Which one is it, picking on those protons to cause trouble and taking the opportunity to step on him?

Sun Qi, or Sun Rui?

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