Wen Xiaotu's caring little cotton-padded jacket left, and she walked with her consort in a hurry and in a hurry.
The two of them returned to the capital urgently, so they naturally had no time to ask someone to send a letter back in advance, so it was conceivable that when they returned to the capital and saw the lively Princess Zhuang Yi, well, there must be a good show.
But it doesn't matter, she also has another little cotton-padded jacket, which is her adopted daughter, Princess Wenxian, Wen Ruoyu.
Although the two daughters are close in age, Ruoyu married early and is now a mother. However, the child was left in the care of her mother-in-law, and she and her husband followed Yujia to Peking.
Princess Wen Xian sympathized with the plight of her cousin Jin Shu, "All mothers-in-law in the world are the same. I gave birth to Sister Bao'er, and now that my body has not recovered yet, I am constantly being urged to have another son as soon as possible! In order to
I came to Peiping only because my ears were clean."
The princess doesn't have her own mansion, so Wen Xian naturally lives in the Marquis of Xiangyang's Mansion. Although she doesn't have to follow the rules every day like an ordinary daughter-in-law, she still has to see Mrs. Marquis of Xiangyang every day.
Wen Xiaotu then said with a smile: "If you really feel bored, go back to the palace and stay for a few days. I have been taking good care of the place where you used to live."
Princess Wen Xian couldn't help but feel a little flattered. Although she was married from the palace, she was not a princess after all. She didn't expect that the place where she used to live was still there...
Princess Wen Xian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "Thank you, Queen Mother, but I'm just a son...it's not good for me to be so willful." In the end, Mrs. Xiangyang Hou did not do anything too excessive. Although she kept urging her to have a child, she did not treat her so well.
Sister Bao is also pretty good.
Wen Xiaotu knew that the child was embarrassed, so he smiled and said: "When you return to Beijing, you can discuss with Jin Shu to go back to the palace to stay for a while, and you can also ask the imperial doctor to take care of your health."
After hearing these words, Princess Wen Xian was ready to move. If it was for the purpose of recuperating her health, her parents-in-law must have said nothing, "I understand what the queen means."
Wen Xiaotu nodded, "That's good if you understand. You have to remember that in addition to showing off to the Marquis Mansion, you also have the palace as your backer."
It’s not easy for a daughter to get married. As a mother, of course she has to support her!
Wen Xian felt warm in her heart. She originally thought that her mother gave her the status of an adopted daughter and the position of princess just because she was a member of the Wen family. Unexpectedly, she was actually willing to protect her for the rest of her life...
When Wen Xiaotu saw tears flashing in the child's eyes, he couldn't help but couldn't help it, so he quickly changed the subject with a smile, "I asked people to drive away more prey. Now that we are here, we can't go back empty-handed!"
Although Wen Xiaotu and Wen Xian are not very good at hunting, they can't handle the large number of prey, and they have to have special guards to drive the prey over. Even a blind man can hit it!
Therefore, after the two women emptied their quivers, they both harvested a lot of prey. Although there were no ferocious carnivores, they also hunted wild sheep, red deer, deer and other large herbivores. They returned home with a full load.
Wen Xiaotu also specially left Wen Xian to rest in the side hall to show his favor.
And His Majesty the Emperor also visited the main hall of Cifu Hall every night, and the favors of the Queen in the Middle Palace were so full that they almost overflowed.
Wen Xiaotu tried his best to lower his voice, "You... don't make so much noise, I left Wen Xian in the side hall..." Don't let the children hear it, the impact will be too bad.
In the brocade tent, Emperor Mingzhao did not stop moving at all. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Atu is just shouting, the sound can't be carried that far."
Wen Xiaotu was very angry, what are these words?! It's too much!
"Well...slow down!" Wen Xiaotu, who was a little unable to resist, quickly said angrily.
It swayed into the night again.
Wen Xiaotu seriously doubted that someone had drank something like deer blood wine...
Early the next morning, Wen Xiaotu had to get up early with his tired waist, because Wen Xian came to say hello and say goodbye. Wen Xiaotu had to work hard to cheer up, and she was determined not to let Wen Xian see that she had been there yesterday.
Didn't sleep well at night.
Fortunately, Wen Xian was not a troublesome woman, and fortunately Wen Xiaotu's acting skills were good, so she successfully sent away her adopted daughter.
Then, she went back to the house and took a nap!
Today, of course, she can't go out to hunt in the city. She needs to have a good rest.
By the way, it’s almost time to return to Beijing, right?
In the evening, His Majesty the Emperor returned with a full load again. In addition to bringing abundant prey, he also brought letters from home in Beijing.
"These are Jingjun's letters from home, and one is from Ah Yao." The emperor directly handed her the two opened letters. Needless to say, the emperor had already read them.
Wen Xiaotu showed a strange expression: "Prince Sheng's family letter? For me?"
The emperor said calmly: "The matter is also related to you."
Is it related to me? Wen Xiaotu immediately thought of Wen Ruzhu... Could it be that this guy caused trouble?
However, Wen Xiaotu still gave priority to reading his son's family letter. As the prince of the country, Jing Jun had to report government affairs to His Majesty the Emperor almost every day, and this was already his second family letter.
Well, there is nothing special about the content this time. I just say that everything is peaceful in the harem and Sui Sui is very well-behaved. Now that Jing Jun’s eldest son has given birth, Sui Sui likes this little nephew very much and goes to play with his eldest nephew every day.
, the uncle and nephew were very sympathetic.
Wen Xiaotu's black line, a three-year-old baby, and a baby who has just given birth, how can they get along?! Communication is difficult, right?
Forget it, just be good every year. She has already bought a lot of specialties in Beiping City, and these high-quality leathers can be considered a very generous gift.
In addition, he also asked his father, the emperor and his mother to name his eldest son.
When Wen Xiaotu saw this, he couldn't help but think for a moment: "What is the generation of the next generation?"
Emperor Mingzhao said seriously: "Taizu set down a sixteen-character ancestral motto for future generations: peace and everlasting scenery, advocating virtues and maintaining a long life, upholding rituals and courtesy, and living a long and prosperous life."
Wen Xiaotu couldn't help but complain silently: Can the Xuan Dynasty really be passed down to sixteen generations of emperors? The Ming Dynasty in the parallel world over there only passed down twelve generations - Gao Zhan, Qi Jianyou, Hou Zaiyi
Chang You, plus the two generations Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di. However, it seems that there were sixteen emperors in the twelve generations.
Wen Xiaotu felt that the sixteen-character generation set by Taizu would most likely not be used up.
Of course, she absolutely could not say such words.
"Chong." Wen Xiaotu nodded and looked at His Majesty the Emperor curiously, "What is the name of Jingjun's eldest son, Chong?"
His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand: "After I return to Beijing, I will ask you to draft a few to take a look at them."
I don’t plan to name it myself.
But it's okay, this child is the eldest son of a concubine after all. If the emperor values this grandson too much, it may not be a good thing for this child.
Wen Xiaotu nodded, without saying much, but opened the second letter from home, the letter from Prince Sheng Mingyong Yao.
