Chen Shuxian, the concubine of the Duke's mansion who had been watching the show, exclaimed: "Ah, sister, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"
Chen Shuyi relied on the fact that she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke's palace and the princess of the princess, so she never looked at her seriously. Although her brother was recorded in the name of her legitimate mother, she was still calling her here and there every day. Now Chen Shuyi regards her as
It was such a joy to make it so miserable.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The Duke's wife has always been strong, so how can she allow a concubine to make a mistake?
"Mom, I'm also worried about my eldest sister's health..." Chen Shuxian lowered her head, looking aggrieved.
"Huh!" The Duke's wife snorted coldly, "Go back to your yard!"
Chen Shuxian walked out of the main hall with a low eyebrow, but Duke An Guo snorted at Princess Lanyang: "Go back to your yard and don't cause any more trouble."
"Dad...I don't want to marry..."
The Duke's wife dragged Princess Lanyang to the backyard: "Shuyi, don't make your father angry anymore. If you don't marry An'er, you can only go to the temple to be an aunt... What do you want for the rest of your life?
Do you eat fast and chant Buddha's name in the temple?"
Princess Lanyang was startled for a moment and shook her head.
"Then marry safely to Uncle Dongping's Mansion, and my mother will make your wedding a success, and give you a ten-mile red wedding dress..." the Duke's wife comforted her.
"But..." Princess Lanyang was still unwilling to give in. Dad was right. As for my cousin's idiot, he was really not worthy of carrying shoes for the young master from aristocratic family who came to the house to propose marriage...
"It's nothing! Although Shuxian's little hoof is nonsense, but you may already be pregnant with An'er's flesh and blood..." Although Jiang An is her nephew, the Duke's wife also knows that he is not her husband's son.
A good candidate - someone who is incompetent in writing, incompetent in martial arts, and who spends too much time and alcohol. The only thing he can hope for is that he will be granted the title of Duke Dongping in the future. "Hey..."
Compared with the gloomy Anguo Duke's mansion, Dongping's uncle's mansion is much more relaxed. Because Jiang An's name is so famous, no one in the family of officials above the fifth rank is willing to marry their legitimate daughter to him. And if the concubine is a concubine or a family below the fifth rank, Dongping
Madam Bo didn’t like it either.
As soon as this happened, although their reputation was damaged, they were able to get the daughter-in-law of An Guo Gongfu as their daughter-in-law. Uncle Dongping and Mrs. Dongping were very satisfied.
"Tomorrow you will go to the palace with your father to plead guilty, and the day after tomorrow you will go with your mother to Anguo Gong's Mansion to propose marriage, and exchange the Geng Tie to agree on the date of marriage." Uncle Dong Ping took a sip of tea and said slowly.
"I...I don't dare to go..." Prince Dongping felt that these two things were very scary.
"Where are you afraid to go?" Uncle Dong Ping asked.
"I don't even dare..." Prince Dongping muttered softly.
"To put it bluntly, this matter is a private matter between our two families. Going to plead guilty is just to save face for the royal family. The emperor can only reprimand you for a few words." Uncle Dong Ping knew what he was doing. "As for your uncle, there is no need to be afraid of him. If he makes trouble,
As it is now, Shuyi can’t stand up..."
"That is, if we go into details, our An'er is also a victim, and our reputation has been ruined for nothing..." Mrs. Dong Pingbo also agreed.
"Hmph, do you think this traitor has a good reputation?" Uncle Dong Ping also hated iron.
"..."
Mingruo returned to the house and drank the hot sesame paste prepared by Lithospermum: "Have hot pot tonight."
"Okay, slave, let's prepare it now." Zicao immediately responded, "There happens to be ready-made chicken soup in the kitchen."
"Take out the pot made by Lu Qiao, let's eat mandarin duck hot pot today." Mingruo sat in front of the dressing table, "Take off this hair ornament for me, and Zi Su will find some clothes that are easy to work with. I will fry the hot pot in a moment.
material."
"Okay." Zisu went to the closet to find a ruqi with pipa sleeves and put it on for the princess.
"Princess." Jixue walked in.
"Is it snowing?" Mingruo saw a few snowflakes falling on Ji Xue's bun.
"It just started falling, but it's very heavy." Ji Xue stroked her bun, "The guards from the mansion came to report, and one person said that the princess's master sent him to deliver something."
It must have been sent by the cheap master to deliver the flint to her. Before Xiao Diao came to deliver the letter, he said: "Bring it in."
After a while, Jixue walked in with a young man in his twenties. He wore a jade crown on his head and a cyan narrow-sleeved robe. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with cloud patterns, and his belt was tied with the jade from Yunzhong Temple.
Waist badge. Mingruo was sure that he had never seen this person before, but he seemed kind-hearted.
"Ansen pays homage to Senior Sister Mingruo." Ansen cupped his fists and saluted.
"No gift." Ming Ruoxu gave him a hand, "Do you know An Xin?"
"An Xin is my younger brother, and my two brothers work for the Lord. When Senior Sister was at Lingyun Peak, I happened to be out on business, so you haven't seen me."
"Master, how is he?"
"Everything is well, Lord." Ansen took out a small baggage from the bag he carried, "This is what the Lord asked me to bring to my senior sister. There was heavy snow in Jingzhou a few days ago, which delayed some time and arrived later than the estimated time.
Already."
"It doesn't matter, safety first." The traffic in ancient times was really bad, "You can repair it at the house for a few days before going back. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and I need to prepare some things to take to the master."
"I have other things to do. Can I pick up the things I brought to the Lord in three days?" Anson asked.
"Okay, okay." Mingruo nodded, "If you have something to do, go and do it."
"Then I'll take my leave first." An Sen saluted and left.
Mingruo sent a few girls out, then opened the small baggage, which contained two brocade boxes and a jade box. The larger brocade box contained two books, and Mingruo flipped through it casually.
It's an illustrated book of herbal medicine. The other book collects many prescriptions. There are several pages.
The corners of the book were folded, and they were all related to the Yanling bracelet. Inside the small box was a box full of polished, rounded and brightly colored red coral beads. Red coral can not only be used as jewelry, but also has high medicinal value.
, the master’s actions were as bold as ever.
Mingruo took a deep breath and touched the jade box, which felt warm and cool. When he opened the lid, a wave of heat hit his face. In the white jade box, he saw a palm-sized red stone with scales on it.
Dark lines. This is probably flint. No one needs to tell me. Mingruo also knows that you can't touch it directly with your hands. This stone is very hot. It should be very good for heating. After opening the box for a while, the room became very hot.
Sweating.
After seeing the magic ice beads, I wanted to make ice cream, and got the flint stone. I wanted to use it for heating. If the former owner of the Yanling bracelet, Izumi Izumi, knew about it, would he be so angry that the coffin board could not hold it down...
Mingruo closed the box lids and put several boxes on the dressing table. He didn't know if putting the flint stone in the space would make him sleepy like last time. It's better to have a delicious hot pot meal first and then try it again!
Ming Ruo rolled up her arms and sleeves and planned to go to the small kitchen to stir-fry hot pot base. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Si Haochen standing outside the door and was about to open the door.
