At night, the lights were on, and in the cheers of 'sister, I'm here', the palace's coudong pot officially began to bubble.

The family was happy to eat around the pot, Wen Mianmian and Wen Yiqing, two sisters and brothers, gags from time to time, and funny things come out one after another, and there are bursts of laughter.

Halfway through the meal, the palace attendants brought the dishes rewarded by the emperor, and after thanksgiving, it became even more lively.

In the palace, the emperor, who had had dinner alone, suddenly felt melancholy, "What is King Annan doing?" ”

The chamberlain beside him bowed and replied: "Back to the emperor, the person who delivered the food just now came back, saying that the prince invited General Wen's family to eat Gudong pot in the mansion, and men and women sat at the same table, which was very lively." ”

The emperor was even more melancholy, and the bastard really enjoyed his blessings, eating and drinking at his son's mansion all day long.

It's just an ordinary grunt pot, so happy to do what?

The emperor who incarnated the great injustice wanted to curse his general to choke on drinking water, fell while walking, and stuck his throat when it was best to eat fish, and thought that he was the Son of Heaven, and if the curse came true, he would have to pay out of his pocket to care for his general, and his heart was even more angry.

"Secretly spread the word to King Annan, saying that I will also go to eat Gudong pot tomorrow night, and it will be exactly the same as what they ate tonight."

The chamberlain is worthy of being a person who can serve the emperor at close range, and he nodded his head and walked briskly with the same face.

Wen Mianmian, who received the news, was stroking her little belly and walking, and when she heard the words that were enough to make her eyes drop, she turned her head to look at Hua Jingyun, "Is this jealous?" ”

An emperor ate the vinegar of a courtier, just because he didn't invite him to eat hot pot?

"You seem to be quite favored."

Hua Jingyun himself was also in a trance, but he was sure that before he gave joy to the little princess, he was definitely an existence that was extremely difficult for his father to remember.

"Since it is said to be the same as tonight, there is no need to prepare for it, let the people below do it again today."

Lu met a subordinate walking by with "Thousand Character Text" on his back, Wen Mianmian raised his head proudly, "This time next year, our most cultural mansion in Kyoto, from top to bottom, is literate and hyphenated, how amazing." ”

said that he would go back to practice calligraphy, "I have made progress again, and I can't be lazy." ”

Now that the whole house is studying hard, she, the initiator, can't be lazy because of this, or she can't write a word in the future, where is the majesty?

Hua Jingyun looked at the night sky and sighed, "Just practice for a while, it's cold and you have to rest early." ”

The quilt is really getting colder and colder.

The next day, in the sound of reading in the whole house, it was dawn, Wen Mianmian put down the book and went out with her mother after breakfast, accompanied by the two sisters of Light Song and Man Dance, and the guards assigned by Hua Jingyun.

In the carriage, Mrs. Wen told the three of them very seriously, "That place in Swallow Lane is a little shabby, and when you get to it, you don't want to write on your face." ”

The three of them nodded, Wen Mianmian thought, she can accept those horses who defecate everywhere now, she has also seen low and dilapidated places, no matter how shabby can she be?

The carriage passed through the bustling streets, and finally stopped after a long time, and as soon as Wen Mianmian got out of the car, he covered his nose with the handkerchief in his hand, only to feel a foul smell coming to his face, and he also covered his nose with a light song and dance behind him.

Mrs. Wen was fine, and when she saw the appearance of the three of them, she said: "The soldiers who live here are the most difficult people to live by, there was originally no house here, and the first group of people who came over did not have a place to stay, your father specially found this land for them to build some simple houses to live in, and then there were more and more people, and it became an alley." ”

Wen Mianmian looked sideways, and a woman with patched clothes stood by the small ditch in the distance with a bucket, and spilled the water in the bucket with her arm, and then bent down to draw water and rinse the bucket and went back.

The corners of Wen Mianmian's mouth twitched slightly, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, "Isn't that woman pouring a bucket?" ”

She felt that the stench came from the little ditch.

Mrs. Wen looked sideways, "They are all people who can't afford to pour out the night incense money." ”

Wen Mianmian held her breath, her cognition was refreshed again, her stomach was overturned, and Lingguo hurriedly took out a mint candy and stuffed it in her mouth, which made her feel better.

"Madame General?" A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old came over with a vegetable basket, and when she saw someone, she hurriedly stepped forward and said happily: "It's really you, Mrs. General, why are you here?" ”

Mrs. Wen pouted slightly, "It's Xiaohui, I came to see Granny Liu today, I don't know if she's better?" ”

The girl named Xiaohui hurriedly said: "I heard that Granny Liu was a little more serious last night, and Uncle Liu's house was guarded all night, and today my mother asked me to help them bring some vegetables back." ”

"Then let's go check it out."

A few people followed Xiaohui inside, the alley was narrow, and on the left and right sides were a small courtyard that had been broken one by one, some of the yards were dilapidated but neat, and some were so dirty that they were simply unsightly.

Smelly.

Stopping in front of a messy small courtyard, Xiaohui happily shouted outside the door: "Aunt Liu, are you at home?" ”

A kid came out of the house, also fifteen or sixteen years old, and when he saw the people outside the door, he hurriedly shouted to the house, "Mother, the general's wife is here." ”

There was a sound of a chair and stool falling to the ground, and the sallow-faced man trotted out, kneeling down before he could speak, "Madam, you can come." ”

As soon as he shouted, the people from the neighborhoods on the left and right came, and they were busy stepping forward to salute, and then they either wiped their tears or sighed, Wen Mianmian's eyes moved away from the kid who stood still after shouting, looked around, and frowned slightly.

It was a completely different situation than she had imagined.

Without any accident, Mrs. Wen personally bent down and entered the low door, and when she came out, the mother-in-law she brought with her gave a purse to the woman, in exchange for a thousand thanks.

Immediately afterwards, the women who heard the sound began to mention their own difficulties intentionally or unintentionally, and Mrs. Wen seemed to be accustomed to it, "Come over today and bring some rice and noodles to everyone, let's divide them among the families." ”

"Thank you, madam, Mrs. is really a living bodhisattva, the man in my family always said that he could be taken care of by Mrs., and it was not in vain that he followed the general to fight."

Someone's eyes kept falling on Wen Mianmian, and after saying a few words, he became bold, "Madam, this girl is your daughter, now Princess Annan?" ”

As soon as Mrs. Wen nodded, the women walked towards Wen Mianmian, and the accompanying guards held the hilt of the knife in one hand, stepped forward and scolded sharply, "Presumptuous, the princess is not allowed to approach at will?" ”

"Stand back."

The women were frightened, took a step back, and all their eyes were on Mrs. Wen again.