The eldest princess Kangyang was the sibling sister of Emperor Jingtai, and she was the only sibling sister. The two siblings had been close friends since childhood. When the eldest princess got married, Emperor Jingtai gave her half of his private treasury as a dowry.
The Princess's Palace is located in the most prosperous area of Beijing. It covers a huge area and is much larger than some princes' palaces. Some people even jokingly call it a "little palace" in private.
Emperor Jingtai also heard this joke, but he didn't feel angry.
Passing through the hand-painted verandah, bypassing the garden, and arriving at the courtyard where Jiang Baohui lived, Zelan, the personal palace maid, saluted in an unassuming and unassuming manner: "I have seen your Majesty."
Emperor Jingtai nodded and asked, "Where is Baohui?"
Zelan said softly: "It's in the house."
As soon as he entered the house, he saw a woman lying on the imperial concubine's couch by the window. The woman's eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like lacquer. Even without any makeup, you could tell that she was naturally beautiful, but her lips were a bit paler and her figure was thin.
It's so thin, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
A thin brocade blanket was placed around her waist, and her hair was tied loosely behind her head, without any unnecessary accessories.
The window was open, and she happened to be able to see the flowers in the yard and the peach tree. She looked at them expressionlessly, like a beautiful but soulless porcelain.
"Baohui."
After a while, Jiang Baohui moved. Seeing that he wanted to stand up and salute, Emperor Jingtai quickly held her down: "We, brothers and sisters, don't want so many false gifts."
Jiang Baohui tugged at the corner of her mouth, forced a smile, and weakly asked softly: "Why is Brother Huang here?"
"Let's see you." Emperor Jingtai held Jiang Baohui's hand and said distressedly, "Why have you lost so much weight again? Did you not eat well again?"
The latter question was asked by Zeelan. Zeelan lowered his head and replied carefully: "Having half of a bowl of rice is considered too much. I don't eat much vegetables. I occasionally eat snacks, but not much."
Emperor Jingtai frowned: "How do you serve me?"
Zelan and others immediately knelt down and lowered their foreheads to the ground.
"Brother Imperial, don't blame them," Jiang Baohui smiled: "I don't have much appetite."
She said to Zeelan and the others: "Get up."
Emperor Jingtai sighed in his heart: "Eat as much as you can. If you continue like this, it will become thinner than paper."
Jiang Baohui nodded and said, "I understand."
Emperor Jingtai asked: "Where is Sanlang?"
Jiang Baohui looked up, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, Sanlang...
Zelan replied: "The third master is in his yard. I will call you now."
Not long after, Zeelan walked in with a child.
The little boy was about seven or eight years old. He was pink and pretty, with chubby cheeks. He had no expression. When he saw Emperor Jingtai, he called out solemnly: "Jin'er has met Uncle Huang."
Emperor Jingtai laughed, put him on his knees and coaxed him for a while. This was a treatment that even his own children rarely experienced.
Unfortunately, Cheng Jin was very difficult to tease, and even after being teased for a while, he did not laugh. However, he was kind-hearted, and seeing the emperor's hard work, Cheng Jin hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to smile to save face.
The smile revealed a cry for help: "Are you okay? Are you satisfied? Let me go quickly."
Emperor Jingtai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he pinched his face and said, "You bastard."
Jiang Baohui also had a faint smile on his face.
Emperor Jingtai put Cheng Jin aside. Cheng Jin immediately picked up the toy he had brought, looked at it over and over for a while, and then quickly... took it apart.
Emperor Jingtai thought for a while and finally said it: "When I went to court today, the Minister of Punishment mentioned that Cheng Zhongqian also made a lot of efforts in this rescue..."
Jiang Baohui's expression changed slightly: "Brother Emperor, I don't want to hear it."
"Baohui..."
"Brother Imperial, I really don't want to hear it!" Jiang Baohui interrupted him again.
Emperor Jingtai remained silent, while Jiang Baohui gasped violently. Cheng Jin stopped unpacking the toys, ran to her side, and whispered: "Mother."
Jiang Baohui slowly turned her head, looked at her little son with tearful eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Mom is fine, Sanlang, let's continue playing."
She glanced at Zelan, who coaxed him to pick up Cheng Jin and leave. Cheng Jin lay on Zelan's shoulder, looking at Jiang Baohui with his dark eyes until he disappeared.
"Baohui, it's been five years, when will you let yourself go?" Emperor Jingtai asked.
Jiang Baohui paused, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, instantly moistening this beautiful face.
"Brother Emperor, I can't live with it. I really can't live with it. My daughter was so young. She was just born. She hadn't even opened her eyes. She was gone before I even had time to take a look...Brother Emperor, do you know?
?My dreams are always about a little girl calling me mother, asking me why I don’t want her..."
Jiang Baohui burst into tears.
Emperor Jingtai hugged Jiang Baohui and began to regret it. He should have used a more gradual approach instead of saying it directly.
"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. Can we hold another ritual for her?" Emperor Jingtai said, "Donate some sesame oil money and let the gods bless Jinghao and escape from the sea of suffering, and have a smooth future life."
Jiang Baohui cried and nodded.
Zelan carried Cheng Jin out and put him on a chair.
Cheng Jin was playing with his toys. The toys that had just been torn into pieces returned to their original state after a while.
Zelan is already used to it. Their third master likes to dismantle and dismantle things, and enjoys it endlessly.
"Do you miss your sister again?" Cheng Jin suddenly asked.
Zelan was stunned for a moment, looked into Cheng Jin's dark eyes, sighed and nodded.
After a while, he asked again: "When will dad and the eldest and second brothers come back?"
Zelan: "This... this slave doesn't know either."
Cheng Jin groaned and lowered his head again to take apart the toys.
Feng'an County.
After everything was on track, Cheng Zhongqian and the others returned home.
Cheng Zhongqian was exhausted from the continuous transfers in the past few days, so he reported home to the county school for a few days and went home to have a good rest for a few days.
When he returned to the county school again, he was watched by everyone.
If I had known that there were so many students in the county school, he would be the only one following Magistrate Shang!
Zhu Wencheng and his followers muttered: "For fame and reputation, do you think he is really so dedicated to serving the people? It must be to please the county magistrate so that he can get a good ranking in the children's examination!"
"Huh? I don't feel like it...if that's the case, then he's trying too hard!"
You know, rescue is not that easy, and you may die!
"What do you think? Do you really think he is so selfless? Don't be ridiculous, there is no such person in the world! He is reluctant to let go of his children and cannot trap the wolf!"
"That's right!"
Ma Xiu looked at them one by one and shook his head. Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. At this time, he is able to "compare hearts to hearts."
Ma Xiu looked at Cheng Zhongqian who was reading a book not far away, but he admired him very much in his heart.
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