Chapter 575: Princess of the Royal Court
“…… No, not anymore. ”
Mama Jia is such a shrewd person.
Glass doesn't have the guts to wait around you, and if you're not careful, you'll be exposed.
"Don't go to the kitchen yet, you're going to go."
"Slave and maid will go, and this will go." The glass ran out after the words fell.
Ning Yan walked out.
I just feel that the glass is full of suspicions.
I had the heart to ask what Steward Jia had found.
I was afraid of disturbing the process of managing Jia.
I can only wait patiently.
Luckily, the best way to pass the time is to raise children.
Ning Yan walked to the backyard, and the dumplings and peaches made the same loveless movements, leaning back on a chair made of bamboo.
The moment he saw Ning Yan, his eyes lit up.
Ning Yan picked one up in one hand.
Carrying the two children to the house.
There was a brazier burning in the house, and Ning Yan put the two children in one place and told the grandmother to prepare two potatoes.
Get the potatoes.
So he threw the potatoes into the brazier.
After a while, the aroma of baked potatoes reached the nose.
Looking at the unrighteous saliva at the corner of Peach's mouth, Ning Yan smiled.
Use tongs to remove the potatoes from the heat.
Leave it aside for a while to cool down, put on gloves and peel off the skin.
The heat rises from the skin.
Momoko stared at the cooked potatoes, a suspicious liquid coming out of the corners of her mouth.
Ning Yan dug some with a spoon, mixed some powdered sugar, tried the temperature himself, and felt that it was about the same, so he fed the mashed potatoes in the spoon to the peaches.
Seeing Peaches, she ate the mashed potatoes first.
An indifferent gaze flashed on Dango's little face.
It seems to be expounding on the injustice of the world to him.
However......
The indifferent gaze only lasted for a second, and Ning Yan was slapped with a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
It's so sweet!
The two children are not very old, and their words are not clear, but they ...... But there is a lot of food.
I don't know who inherited it.
A palm-sized potato was mashed into honey and eaten by the two children.
It is the nature of children to sleep when they are full.
Even if peaches and dumplings are a little unusual, they can't resist this nature.
Ning Yan washed his hands, glanced at the grandmother next to him and advised, "Give them a little less to eat at night." ”
"The slaves and maids know that the little boy and the little lady have already eaten a lot."
"Well, there are still some potatoes left, you can bring them home and give them to the children at home."
The potato has just been passed out of Tongxian.
The capital, this place, there are really not many for sale.
The two grandmothers don't have so much money to eat such a rare thing as potatoes.
Now that he is rewarded by Ning Yan, his heart is beautiful.
I have even begun to imagine that when I get home, when I take out the potatoes, the children in the family look at them with joy.
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Ning Yan had just walked out of the courtyard of the two children.
I heard the mandarin duck say, "Big lady, Steward Jia is waiting for you in your study." ”
"Steward Jia......"
I was thinking about this just now, but now Steward Jia is here.
Really......
I can't stand the worry!
Ning Yan scolded in his heart, and walked to the study.
Steward Jia is wearing a jacket made of amber and parsley at this time.
It's thick when you look at it.
"Big lady!"
Steward Jia heard the footsteps, put down the cup in his hand, and raised his eyes to look at Ning Yan who walked in.
The mandarin duck stood outside and closed the door.
Steward Jia said, "I've found out something. ”
"Tell me about it."
As Ning Yan spoke, he sat next to Steward Jia.
Steward Jia seemed to think about it.
said: "Big lady, Mrs. Dai and the glass should have known each other for a long time, and ......"
"And what?"
"The glass seems to be the princess of the Northland Tartars."
"......" what kind of development this is.
The glass was bought by Mama Jia from human traffickers.
If everything is designed by glass and Mama Dai before.
That......
These two should be difficult to deal with.
How could it be that because of a little thing, his whereabouts were exposed.
Ning Yan didn't interject and looked at Steward Jia.
Steward Jia's face was full of vicissitudes.
This investigation of the news really cost him half his life.
Exhausted.
Seeing that Ning Yan's eyes flashed with puzzlement, he continued: "The glass came over by accident, the general got the help of heaven, and when he stepped on the northern land, the princess over there ran to the capital and hid her identity, the original glass had already been disposed of, and the current glass is the princess of the Tartars."
Dai Pozi is a terrible person, she has been to the Northland, and she has a dewy relationship with the king over there.
The current glass may be the daughter of Mrs. Dai. ”
"......" If it is really the same as what Steward Jia said.
That...... The mother-in-law is really not an ordinary person, with this kind of scheming, isn't it easy to become the queen of the northern royal court?
So, what is the purpose of coming to the General's Mansion to be a kitchen mama?
If Lu Hanzhang is the son of this person.
That can be interpreted as coming to see my son.
But......
Lu Hanzhang is not her son.
Even Dai Wang is not the son of this Mama Dai.
In this case......
It's worth thinking about.
"What do you think they're plotting?"
"Big lady, you may think a little too much, our General Lu is so good, this princess of the royal court has taken a fancy to it, and it is easy to understand, and ...... If Mrs. Dai can really be regarded as the general's mother and let General Lu accept the glass, it is not a matter of a word. ”
“……”
That's it.
Ning Yan listened to Steward Jia's explanation.
I was a little irritable.
Lu Hanzhang is really a little blooming flower.
What bees, butterflies, flies, mosquitoes all come up.
The man is excellent, and she is happy.
But......
So much trouble can be really irritating.
"Big lady, the glass will speak the language of the Northland Royal Court, you can ...... it with a little temptation"
"Got it."
Ning Yan nodded.
Let Steward Jia rest
I still have some doubts in my heart......
Steward Jia checked the news, whether it was checking Dai's wife or checking the glass, it was so smooth.
Just like ......
It's like there are some people behind you who are in charge of these things.
Getting along on weekdays, Ning Yan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Steward Jia.
I don't want to think too badly about Steward Jia.
It's just that the doubts in my heart have to be solved after all.
But......
What Steward Jia said would not be false.
Ning Yan walked out of the room, it was no longer snowing outside, there were two snowmen standing in the yard, it was cold, and there were not many people waiting in the yard.
After the thing was done, the little girl went to warm up.
After doing all the things that he was personally responsible for, Ning Yan didn't mind letting people sit down and do some of his own business.
It's just that......
There was a feeling of loneliness in my heart.
That's not good!
"Mother, Mama Jia's health is almost better, and my son will go out for a walk with you?" Ning Youyu's voice echoed in the small courtyard.
Ning Yan raised his eyes......
The little boy stood at the crescent moon door.
He also wore a blue cape.
looks more and more similar to Lu Hanzhang.
Ning Yan stared at Ning Youyu: "You didn't go to study today?" ”
"Mother, now that I'm twenty-seven, Taifu is also a person who needs to worship his ancestors during the New Year!"
"It's already twenty-seven!"
The twenty-seventh day of the lunar month has arrived, will spring be far away?
It's certainly not far off.
Ning Yan lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the little boy, the height of the boy seemed to be much taller than last year, and the child really grew up when he saw the wind.
The once emaciated, refugee-like child in Africa is a little blurry in his mind.
Looking at the children who were becoming more and more provocative, Ning Yan felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart!
Once upon a time, there was no option to raise children in her life plan.
Right now......
Like thousands of women, he became proud of his son's growth.
This damn fate.
scolded secretly in his heart.
Ning Yan took Ning Youyu and walked out,
The mother and son walked one after the other, walking in the streets and alleys of the capital.
On weekdays, Ning Youyu is busy with schoolwork, and Ning Yan also has to take care of the expenses of a large family, so life has become a little boring, and the two have not climbed together for a long time to exercise and talk together.
Even mothers and children have to communicate constantly.
The small streets of the capital have a quaint atmosphere.
Two people walked through, step by step, as if walking in time.
Ning Youyu suddenly said, "Mother, do you really want to go home?" ”
"yes, I want to go home."
The place that can be called home by Ning Yan has no other place except Gouziwan.
Even though...... has been married to Lu Hanzhang, even though he has lived in the mansion for several months, but ......
It still doesn't feel like home.
People who love the old will only have a sense of identity if they have created a place with their own hands.
"Do you want to go back?" Ning Yan looked back at Ning Youyu.
Ning Youyu shook his head.
"When a boy grows up, he naturally needs to make a move, and Gouziwan is too small."
Gouziwan is indeed not big, if the child has the idea of making contributions, naturally he cannot be confined to the village.
Meng's mother can move three times.
For the sake of her son, she can naturally surface a little.
Wait for Lu Hanzhang to come back.
Wait for the last three or two years, and the emperor has more available people, and they can retire successfully.
"Mother, are you going to Tsinghua Garden?"
"Huh?"
Ning Yan was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes......
Well, I have already walked to Tsinghua Park.
Now that you've arrived, it's not good to let people know if you don't go in and walk around.
Ning Yan walked to the gate of Tsinghua Garden.
When the guard saw Ning Yan, he immediately showed an honest smile.
"Madame General, have you come here?"
"......" was called the general's wife by a simple and stupid person, and the goosebumps on Ning Yan's arms came out.
"Just call me Ning Niangzi."
As for the title, Ning Yan still likes this kind of village title a little.
The guard stopped Ning Yan's words, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and promised to come down again and again.
Tsinghua Garden is all big ladies, so naturally the big ladies can be called whatever they want.
Ning Yan took Ning Youyu to the park.
Tsinghua Garden already has some prototypes in her imagination.
Youthful and passionate.
In addition to the gentlemen from all walks of life who teach, the rest are young teenagers.
When the youth is strong, the country is strong.
Ten years from now, what will the Great Xuan Dynasty look like?