Chapter 1242: It’s still my daughter, you can dismantle it yourself, it’s not sent to me (please subscribe and vote)
Li Mingda jumped to the Manna Hall, and the moment she entered the Manna Hall.
Cheerful laughter began to echo in the hall.
"Dad, mother, I'm coming..."
Empress Changsun had no choice but to stop this cute little girl who was covered in dust and wanted to pounce on others, and wiped her.
"You kid, where have you been? Look at the dust on your body."
Li Mingda smiled sheepishly.
"When I was catching butterflies just now, I accidentally fell."
"Nothing hurt, right?" After hearing this, Li Shimin suddenly became nervous.
"No, dad, what are you looking at?" Li Mingda let his mother wipe away the dust for him, and curiously looked at the hard yellow paper in his father's hand.
Li Shimin looked at the postcard in his hand, and then at the letter addressed to his daughter on the desk.
I could only smile reluctantly and raised the postcard in my hand. "This is a letter from Cheng Sanlang."
Li Mingda's eyes suddenly lit up, and his clear and intelligent eyes began to scan the table like a cute version of radar.
Soon I saw another unopened envelope, a little far away.
She couldn't read the words clearly, but that didn't stop her from raising the corners of her lips happily.
"Brother Cheng San has sent a letter? Dad, you must have sent it to me, right?"
"Haha... Well, he sent it to you." Li Shimin tugged at the corner of his mouth with some difficulty and forced a smile.
Li Mingda, this little cutie, let her mother pat the dirt off her body, smiling like a flower towards her father.
"Dad, please help me take a look and see if brother Cheng San has found anything delicious in Shu."
"Okay..." After hearing his daughter's words, Li Shimin's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his big hand to copy it.
Then I heard the lady Guanyin coughing twice as she was choked by the dust.
Li Shimin held the letter with some embarrassment, stroking his long beard and smiling. "You should open it yourself. This is a letter sent to you by that boy Cheng Sanlang, not to me."
When he said the last sentence, Li Shimin still had a smile on his face, but his teeth were a little itchy.
Then I saw Li Mingda letting his mother beat the dust off his clothes. After thanking his mother, he ran over and opened the letter against his father.
Li Shimin stroked his long beard with a disapproving look, and kept glancing towards Li Mingda from the corner of his eye.
After Li Mingda saw the postcard made of hard yellow paper, he let out an exaggerated sigh.
"It's so beautiful, daddy, look at it, didn't you? You didn't expect Shu Road to be so beautiful..."
Li Shimin just glanced at it quickly, and then he couldn't help feeling relieved, but then he felt that something was wrong.
After looking at it carefully, I saw that the pictures on the postcards were exactly the same.
The few lines of words I accidentally scanned are not much different from the ones I wrote to myself, but the words I wrote to my daughter seemed more vernacular and childish.
What do you mean, the letter to my daughter is exactly the same as the letter to my husband.
This is too perfunctory. Looking back, I...well...the same is the same, it's better than different.
Thinking of this, Li Shimin's old father's heart, which was shaking, finally gradually calmed down.
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Almost at the same moment, in the Imperial Medical Office, Wu Meiniang looked at those postcards and the beautiful landscape paintings with joy.
There is also Cheng Sanlang's handwriting, in which he kept complaining about his journey to Shu.
Traveling day and night, I couldn’t eat well or sleep well.
Not only did Wu Meiniang not feel bored at all, but she became even sweeter, as if a picture was unfolding before her eyes.
It was as if he could see Cheng Sanlang standing in the landscape painting, with a look of disgust on his face, complaining that the road to Shu was too difficult.
The last sentence is that although the Shu Road is a bit difficult, he made two hornet's nests halfway along the road.
It adds a bit of comfort to this difficult journey, after all, the wasp stuff tastes good.
It's a pity that wasps don't produce honey, but fortunately, Cheng Sanlang disappeared after achieving the achievement of entering Sichuan and found a wild honeycomb.
After sorting out some wild bee secrets, at this moment, there was a small porcelain jar on Wu Meiniang's desk.
Cheng Sanlang also told Wu Meiniang that a spoonful of honey before going to bed every day can not only replenish blood, replenish deficiency, detoxify, but also whiten and nourish the skin.
Especially after seeing the description of whitening and beautifying the skin, Wu Meiniang solemnly placed the jar of Third Brother's wishes carefully.
After carefully reading Cheng Sanlang's letter from beginning to end twice, he carefully put it back into the envelope and hid it close to his body.
Glancing at the servant of the Cheng family who was still wandering outside the door, Wu Meiniang picked up her pen, thought about it seriously, and then started to write a letter.
Tell Cheng Sanlang what happened in Chang'an during this time.
I heard that the Han and Tang dynasties had donated 50,000 sets of winter clothes to the court in advance. And your Majesty issued a decree, allowing the Han and Tang dynasties to reclaim wasteland and plant cotton in Liangzhou.
However, she also knew from the words between the Queen and His Majesty that it had happened as early as the end of last year.
The elders of the shareholders of Han and Tang Commercial Banks have already sent a team to Liangzhou to enclose the land. They think they can catch up with this year's spring plowing.
In addition, she also knew from the chat between His Majesty and the Empress, whether it was Chang'an or Luoyang.
There are many wealthy businessmen, as well as those from aristocratic families, who have sent people south one after another. Presumably, they must have a lot to do with the development of the Jiaozhou Governor's Mansion.
In addition, His Royal Highness the King of Wei often visited the palace to pay respects during this period, and his attitude was very upright, but in Meiniang's opinion, that guy definitely had no good intentions.
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The servants of the Cheng Mansion who were waiting outside saw the young medical girl with picturesque features and beautiful appearance writing furiously.
She has written several pages of letter paper, but judging from her enthusiasm, it seems that she is not finished yet.
The servant of the Cheng family had no choice but to stay there. This girl couldn't afford to offend her.
Maybe in the future she will be the wife of the third son of our old Cheng family. It is said that she is very capable and capable.
Moreover, Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, has now married Aunt Liu, the housekeeper of this girl's family. Well... this can be regarded as a strong alliance.
He has also met Aunt Liu, who is very smart and capable. These days, Uncle Fu's old face is almost always smiling, and his whole person seems to be floating when he walks.
It seems that marrying a wife can really make people feel good. The unmarried servants of the Cheng family couldn't help but squat outside the house and began to think wildly.
Wu Meiniang inside was still writing furiously, as if she wished she could express all the words in her heart in her pen and ink.
At the end of writing, Wu Meiniang hesitated for a long time and then splashed the ink again.
"Prepare your salary, and the three stars are in the sky. Tonight or later, I will see this beloved man. My son is here, my son is here. Where can such a beloved man be?"
After finishing writing, Wu Meiniang gently scratched the letter paper with her fingers. Her delicate and nimble appearance seemed to be gently scratching Cheng Sanlang's smiling and honest face.
Chapter completed!