Of course, the child who was just one month old could not greet him in person, so the wet nurse held him and kowtowed.
"The little prince and the little princess kowtow to the emperor!"
Two white and tender children are wrapped in the swaddling clothes of a hundred sons and grandsons in the red silk tapestry. The two little faces are like kneaded dough, white and soft, and overflowing with the fragrance of milk. Human cubs really become cuter and cuter the more they are raised.
Within a month, the skin all over my body turned red and white day by day at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it also became a lot more rounded.
This is all thanks to these wet nurses. The wet nurses hired by the Ministry of Internal Affairs are all young, healthy, plump, and rosy. They are all just a few months old after giving birth to their babies. Their milk is abundant and of excellent quality. In order to ensure the quality of the milk, the wet nurses
They cannot eat salt and have to drink crucian carp soup every day to induce lactation. They are simply treated like cows.
Although it was a bit inhumane, Wen Xiaotu only dared to complain in his heart.
But then again, these young women all went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to sign up on their own. After being screened at all levels, not only did they have good milk, but also their family backgrounds, needless to say, they must be from clean families for three generations. It would be very embarrassing to be able to enter the palace as a wet nurse.
easy.
The wages of wet nurses are generous. Although the princes and princesses will eventually be weaned, some wet nurses can still stay as nannies for the princes and princesses. Even if they cannot stay, they can still receive a generous severance package.
Wen Xiaotu took the female goose from the wet nurse's arms. She finally had some strength in her hands now. This was the first time she held her own child. "The porridge is heavy again."
"Huh?!" His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting at attention, looked strange for a moment, "What?"
Wen Xiaotu glanced at the Dog Emperor, why did he look like he didn't know? There are so many spies around me, but this Chunxi is not qualified to be a spy!
Wen Xiaotu immediately smiled and said: "This child was born late at night on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. It is natural to drink Laba porridge during the Laba Festival, so I gave her a nickname of Porridge."
Emperor Ming Zhao's face looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
Wen Xiaotu smiled to himself, pointed to the yawning goose in the nurse's arms, and said, "He calls for rice."
For a moment, Ming Zhao felt as if he had been struck by five thunders, and was even burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
He even suspected that he was hearing hallucinations in his ears! Porridge? Fanfan?! Are these the names that a princess and a prince should have? Even if they are nicknames!!
This is not a poor family, so they have to give them a cheap name and hope for a better life!
Doesn't A'tu care about these two children very much? Why did they give them such unpopular nicknames?
Ming Zhao looked constipated, "You just complained that Tu Tu's nickname is childish. I think it's at least a hundred times better than porridge or rice!"
Wen Xiaotu's face dropped, she wouldn't be so contemptuous of others!
What happened to the porridge and rice?
Is it necessary to find treasures?
The nickname I chose is so down-to-earth!
People are iron, rice is steel, there is nothing more important than eating and drinking porridge!
Seeing the slump in that pink and white face, Emperor Mingzhao looked helpless, "Atu, when your children grow up, aren't you afraid that they will complain about you?"
Wen Xiaotu snorted out of his nostrils, "I worked hard to give birth to these two children. If they dare to complain about me when they grow up, I will spank their asses!"
Ming Zhao helps his forehead, why is Atu becoming more willful?
Ming Zhao waved his hands and said: "That's all, don't yell like that in front of outsiders in the future." - Just follow her behind closed doors in Changyi Palace!
Only then did Wen Xiaotu smile again, "It's just a nickname, you don't need to be so particular about it, it's just cute and interesting."
Ming Zhao was speechless and choked up: Are you making fun of the child?
By the way, is it really okay to let Atu name my second princess?!
Ming Zhao suddenly broke out in sweat, "Otherwise, I would also choose the name of the second princess."
Wen Xiaotu felt aggrieved for a moment, "I just made it clear that the name of the rice will be decided by the emperor, and the name of the porridge will be decided by the concubines."
Ming Zhao sighed: "I just feel sorry for my daughter."
Wen Xiaotu looked unhappy: "Don't I feel sorry for you anymore?"
Mingzhao: Why is Atu becoming more and more unreasonable?
Ming Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Then tell me, what name do you want to give the second princess?" - I just hope it's not "Laba".
Wen Xiaotu said: "When I was in confinement, I was bored and flipped through a few volumes of Shuyu Ci. I felt that there was a line in "Jian Mei" that was very good: Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild geese came back, the moon was full on the west tower.
"How about the name of the porridge is called Jinshu?" - Jinshu, which literally means gorgeous documents. In this era, sons are valued over women, and it is virtue for women to not have talents. But she hopes that her daughter Goose will study more and not
Blinded by secular prejudice.
Ming Zhao was startled for a moment. He had already prepared for the worst, but he didn't expect that the name Atu had given to the second princess was actually pretty good.
Seeing that the emperor was silent, Wen Xiaotu asked: "The princess must be of a different generation, right?" - The eldest princess is called Jinyan. She doesn't want her daughter to be called "Jin", or "Jin" from Jinxiu.
good.
Only then did Ming Zhao come back to his senses, "That's not necessary."
Suddenly, Mingzhao remembered the old things when he first met Atu, "I remember, you seemed to complain to me that Jinyan's name was not nice?"
Wen Xiaotu smiled: "Anyway, it was your daughter at that time." - You can do whatever you want, I don't have any objection.
Ming Zhao:...Why do you sound like I don't feel sorry for Jin Yan?
"The Emperor agrees?" Wen Xiaotu hugged the female goose and looked at His Majesty the Emperor with a smile.
Ming Zhao nodded, "Just Jin Shu." - at least ten thousand times better than porridge.
Wen Xiaotu's arms were sore from hugging him, so he had to return Xiao Jinshu to his wet nurse, "The princes are both Jingzi generation, I wonder what the emperor plans to name Fanfan?"
Hearing the word "rice", Ming Zhao felt a sudden pain in his forehead, "I... will think about it as soon as possible."
Wen Xiaotu murmured in a low voice: "You haven't even thought about it in the past month..."
Mingzhao was silent. In fact, he didn't like these two children much. From the beginning, he just wanted to use the children to soften Atu. But because of these two children, Atu almost lost his life. Although
Atu saved the day, but Ming Zhao still felt somewhat resentful towards the two children.
Looking at the child in the bright red swaddling clothes, who is as white as jade, with clear and bright eyes, which looks very much like Atu, Mingzhao said: "A gentleman is like jade, I hope for him. Let's call him Jingjun."
"Jing Jun? Which one?" Wen Xiaotu asked curiously, is it the handsome one? Or the handsome one?
Ming Zhao glanced at his Atu resentfully, "Beside the jade character on the left, the gentleman's king is on the right."
It seems that the names of the princes are Congjing and Congyu...
Hey, wait a minute, isn’t that “Jun”!
Although it is next to the character for jade, it looks more like the character for king! At first glance, it looks like the word "king" has been transposed from left to right and squeezed into one character!
Wen Xiaotu said weakly: "It's too expensive, how about... could you change the word?"
Ming Zhao became even more resentful, "No change! Just this word!"
Wen Xiaotu thought to himself that if he would think of the word "jade" as "wang", he must be a modern person, and the ancients should not...
She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay then."