Chapter 161: I don't have to worry about it

Supper was placed in the side hall, and it was in the temporary temple. Behind the main hall is the coffin of the empress dowager, the main hall is the spiritual seat, and the old man can only be placed in the side hall. And you can't eat big fish and meat here, although it is not a vegan feast, but it is still light, in order to show respect for the ancestors.

The old man has his own table, Xia Mo stands on the side to serve, and the two tables below sit on both sides in order.

Out of the palace, although there is still pomp, but after all, it is not as troublesome as in the palace, how many plates and bowls, a few exquisite side dishes, and hot soup are pleasing to the eye.

"Which one did you?" Kangxi rested for a while in the afternoon, and now he is in better spirits. Don't bother to look at the sons who make him uncomfortable, or watch the baby daughter be happy.

"This, stuffed tofu, starling is bad, he just doesn't like to eat vegetables, and Mo'er doesn't want to be a wicked person to force him to eat. So the tofu was fried, hollowed out in the middle, put it on the dish, and the starling ate cutely. You taste it, Su Ma said it tastes good. ”

Kangxi laughed, put one in his mouth, tried the taste, nodded, he liked Xia Mo's little daughter's happy appearance, and he thought that the eighth child was also pleased with her and deliberately said this, "Well, there is no green taste of vegetables, how did you do it?" ”

"Sprinkle the vegetables with some salt, squeeze out the juices, adjust the flavor, make a ball and put it in the tofu, and then hook the mintz, and it's done." Xia Mo is very proud, although the vegetable juice is full of vitamins. But she doesn't spoil it, knead it in the noodles, cook noodles for the eighth child to eat, and see what you can do.

Kangxi looked at the others, they were all gadgets, but they looked very attentive, and they were all the ingredients that Lao Ba didn't love the most, but they were made delicious by Xia Mo, and it seems that Xia Mo and they are really doing well.

The eighth child is proud to hear it below. also deliberately pointed to the dishes and let the brothers, "Everyone eats, Mo'er's skills are average, so I will coax her." Brothers, give some face, don't make her ugly. ”

"Come on, just pretend to be beaten again." The boss really can't see the stupidity of the eighth child, he is obviously proud, and he pretends to be underbeaten, how can he not make people angry.

I'm afraid that others won't know that they have a good relationship with husband and wife? No one's wife gives it for nothing, they all do it. And it's not one, Fujin, side Fujin, Gege, who doesn't compete for beauty and change the outstanding talent of the law?

The eighth child is really a blind man, just a wife, and he was eaten to death, no wonder Eniang wrote a letter to ask him to look at the eighth child, don't be spoiled by his wife. But when he told his Fu Jin, he was persuaded by Fu Jin.

Da Fu Jin persuaded, "Although the eighth child has been raised in front of Eniang for a few years. The old eight have a good temperament, and they have always treated the mother as a serious mother, what is good, and the concubine is exactly the same as the eye to the eye, but after all, it is not the mother's own! E-niang herself is confused, but the prince can't be confused. The eighth daughter-in-law is secretly promised by the old man, and if she gives birth to a sister-in-law in the future, and the person who stuffs people to him, the eighth daughter-in-law will counterattack, and she will not face the mother, but will only target the brother and sister-in-law. ’

The boss thought about it, the eighth child has been eaten to death by Xia Mo since he was a child, and there will really be something in the future, pointing to the eighth child to come out and say fairly, that's a dream, forget it! But look at the old lady and Xia Mo's fighting method, it's cool!

"I love to eat this, and my eighth sister-in-law made it for me." The old fourteen pointed to the shortbread and looked at the eighth child in a special demonstration. Xia Mo is not oriented to the eighth child in everything, and the fourteenth child is not light in Xia Mo's heart, and when she arrives in Rehe, Xia Mo protects this little dd like an old hen like before.

"What do you mean by making it specifically for you, she specially coaxed you, basically this is made specifically for me, you happen to love to eat." The eighth glared at him.

"It's still young!" Sisi gave them both a blank look. The eighth and fourteenth stopped talking, and shrunk their necks together.

"It's still the fourth child who is powerful, and the eighth child is only afraid of you, except for being afraid of his wife." The third child shook his fan. This is said ruthlessly, where did you put the old man and the prince? Except for the eldest, fourth, and fourteenth. Everyone is waiting to see how the old eight reacts.

"Third brother, I heard that the horse of the master of the Ten Thousand Horses Hall has been fried to a sky-high price, why don't I give you two more ones, brother?" The eighth looked sideways at the instigated third and said suddenly.

After the beginning of the year, the price of the painting of the master of Wanma Hall should have dropped, but Zhang Tingyu, who didn't know how to do it, suddenly went to Bogu Zhai to buy a "Shrimp Picture". Judging from his old man's attitude, he really likes it. And Tong Guowei also sent someone to look for it, but the 'shrimp' was gone, and Tong Guowei looked a little disappointed.

This was seen by the good thing, Zhang Xiang personally went to buy the painting of the master of Wanma Hall, Tong Xiang didn't buy it yet, and returned disappointed! So the eighth child's painting was fried again, and the eighth made another profit, so angry that the third child jumped again.

Now the "Shrimp" of the Master of Ten Thousand Horses is the most expensive, followed by "Horse", and the price is only higher than that of the previous year. Recently, in order to reverse what the third said that he should be called 'Master of Ten Thousand Shrimp Hall', he worked hard to draw horses, and almost slept with the horses, determined to be ashamed.

So the eighth deliberately used this to stimulate the third child, no matter how expensive the horse was, he couldn't take it out and sell it. The more expensive it is, the more depressed the third child is! And his hand is a shrimp with his own painting, but there is no withdrawal, look in vain. Sure enough, the third child's face was distorted, and he couldn't care about the topic of the fourth child just now.

"The third brother doesn't want it, the starling brother will give the younger brother two pieces, and let the younger brother mix two pocket money for use." The thirteenth man knocked on the fan with a smile on his face.

The eighth child is still dressed in plain clothes, and it seems that he is keeping filial piety for Concubine Min, and Manchuria is not limited to three years. Rather, it was taken at the end of twenty-seven months. Count the days, it's still half the difference, let's get through it slowly!

"Okay, it's rare that you like it, and you naturally have to give face as a brother." The eighth smiled sweetly.

Just because he's in Rehe doesn't mean he doesn't know anything. The news from Beijing is that the thirteenth master has been in the limelight recently, and the old man takes him with him wherever he goes, although he is not allowed to interfere in political affairs, but everyone sees that the limelight has turned again. Now looking at the triumphant smile of Thirteen, the eighth also knows how much the old man spoils him now.

"The thirteenth asked what you wanted?" The old man didn't hear clearly, so he raised his voice and asked. Others didn't look at the old man's interface when they spoke, the old thirteen spoke, and the old man immediately asked, which shows how much the old man paid attention to the old thirteen.

"Huang Ama, the thirteenth likes his son's paintings, and his son is saying that it is rare for someone to like them, and his son is thinking about giving him two paintings!" The old man laughed.

Xia Mo looked at the expressions of the princes, as soon as the old man spoke, the faces of the prince and Sisi became serious, and the third child was still smiling, but it was very stiff. And the others bowed their heads and concentrated on eating, as if nothing was heard. Except, of course, the old thirteen, who laughed extraordinarily flamboyantly.

"Come on, it's okay to keep your paintings and sell them for money, is it really possible for the old thirteen to sell them? According to me, you are not as good as Mo'er. Zhang Tingyu said that this year's "Riding and Shooting Map" painted by Mo'er is meticulous and shows more skills. It's a pity that Mo'er is a girl, otherwise, she is better than you! ”

The old man glanced at his son, thinking that when he showed Mo'er's "Riding and Shooting Map" to the ministers of the study this year, everyone praised it. Of course, the old man will not say that this is painted by the eighth daughter-in-law, but can only say that it is a birthday gift from the eighth daughter-in-law. Everyone won't say anything, of course they will pick the good ones and say them.

But the main thing is that Kangxi likes it himself. I felt that I was more powerful than those painters in the palace, so I took it out to show off. In fact, Xia Mo just used Western chiaroscuro to make the painting more three-dimensional. But when it comes to talent, in fact, Xia Mo understands that she feels almost artistic feelings.

"She works harder than her son, and she spends all her time on painting when she has nothing to do, of course. But it's a pity that it can't be sold for money. "The eighth deliberately pretended to be very sorry to make the old man laugh!

The old man really threw the chopsticks as darts, and the eighth man had long been accustomed to the old man's habit of throwing darts, so he dodged on one side. The chopsticks smashed on the forehead of the old thirteen who was smiling triumphantly, and the other princes all laughed.

Xia Mo didn't seem to see the old thirteen whites at all, and while asking people to pick up chopsticks, he took a new one for Kangxi and put it back in Kangxi's hand.

"Look at you, really! What kind of virtue does the starling have, don't you know, what are you angry with him? Wasted the chopsticks in vain. Xia Mo didn't notice at all, as soon as he said this, the old thirteen's face turned white, and the others laughed again.

Also, her attention was on the old man, of course, she couldn't pay attention to the situation at the table below, and she didn't want everyone to pay attention to herself, so she immediately explained softly.

"In fact, it is the starling who draws well, the starling is talented, and his scenery is atmospheric; Horses are steady; The shrimp are painted with great aura, and now all that is lacking is heat; And Mo'er's paintings, the craftsmanship is heavy, and it is only meticulous, and it is difficult to achieve more. Xia Mo is concerned, but he doesn't mean to be presumptuous.

"The style of painting is different, and you can draw well." Kangxi was busy boasting.

Kangxi was very partial to the prince and Xia Mo who were raised by him, and if he was a little better, he would become ten points better in his heart, and no one would be able to say that it would be bad. Now that the prince has a mustard in his heart, his liking for Xia Mo has increased exponentially, so at this time, Xia Mo's telling the truth has added to his favor, and he doesn't seem to notice that Xia Mo said that he was wasting chopsticks just now.

"It's a pity that the painting of the eighth sister-in-law can't enter the house, otherwise, I'm afraid that Tang Yin's "Lady Picture" will also have opponents." The thirteenth man looked at the old man praising Xia Mo, and he didn't pay much attention to himself, and he seemed a little unwilling to be lonely.

Xia Mo looked at the smile of the old thirteen, and felt a little cold in his heart, over the past year, he has become more and more able to speak, but no matter how he hears it, it looks like a trap. But the eighth child has always kept a distance from him, why did he suddenly show favor this time? It's a little weird to think about. But he still smiled, "The Thirteenth Master Miao praised, but he was just idle to pass the time." ”

"But Mo'er's talent is really buried, if it is really anonymous outside, I am afraid that it will not be worse than the old eight. Your paintings, the third brother is more interested in collecting. "The third child is not that good at stubble, and said with a smile.

"Mo'er is so good, just make the emperor Ama laugh, how can there be any women's things flowing out for no reason." Xia Mo withdrew her smile, her expression a little stiff.

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Yesterday's little P two more.,For the sake of the big seal push, I don't want to write a testimonial.,Add more is the most real, right?

Title: The Code of Concubinage

ISBN: 1648592

Author: Aman

Introduction: A copy of the "Concubine House Code", two tricks. coaxed his mother-in-law three or four times, and rejoiced in his enemies for five hundred years. I never get tired of laughing and scolding, just before the stars and under the moon.