Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven The Great Rejoicing at auspicious times and auspicious days
This Young Master Ning Shi is really good at talking. Although sometimes what he says is a bit incomprehensible, he has a very good attitude and is calm and sincere. No wonder he is so popular in Yangcheng.
It was completely different from the feeling the Ning family gave her.
Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled again.
However, he still thought too much.
"I mean, do you believe they fell in love at first sight? Can someone like him fall in love at first sight?" She stopped laughing and said again.
It turned out that he was curious about Lu Yunqi's behavior.
Probably because I told her about the taboo that Jiulingtang's name might cause.
At this time, the store owner shouted that their fried tofu was ready. Since Xiao Ding and Liu Er were outside, Ning Yunzhao got up and brought it over.
"This kind of relationship between a man and a woman is a very personal matter. Whether it is true or not, it is their business and has nothing to do with us, right?" Ning Yunzhao said, taking out a handkerchief, wiping the chopsticks and handing them to her.
Miss Jun smiled, hummed, took the chopsticks and lowered her head to eat.
Yes, it has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with myself, but sister...
"...But Princess Jiuli hasn't married yet... There is a woman outside Lu Qian's house..."
"Yes, that's the princess."
"It doesn't mean that the princess's man can't raise any more children."
"But this is so... such a slap in the face..."
"...It's so troublesome. The emperor hasn't said anything yet. What should we say?"
The discussion in the ears continued.
A slap in the face, this is not a slap in the face, marrying his sister to him again is already a slap in the face.
But now he doesn't have to pretend anymore, it's enough to bluff one princess, there's no need for the second princess.
Just do whatever you want.
Miss Jun was eating fried tofu fruit with chopsticks. She seemed to feel that it was not enough, so she simply rolled up her sleeves. Ning Yunzhao saw this and smiled, and rolled up his sleeves as well.
"Is it still okay?" he asked.
Miss Jun nodded in agreement, picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. There was a layer of oil on her lips, and she seemed not to care about replying.
Sometimes actions speak louder than words.
Ning Yunzhao raised his lips slightly and started eating without asking any more questions.
"...But this kind of thing should be avoided. The wedding will be in two days..."
"...Why bother? You can just keep it in the house, why bring it out to show off..."
"... Princess Jiuli would be very angry if she found out..."
Miss Jun raised her head and smiled at Ning Yunzha.
"It's really delicious," she said, eating big bites one after another, filling her mouth.
"Slow down." Ning Yunzhao couldn't help but said, and subconsciously handed the handkerchief to her.
Miss Jun took it and wiped the corners of her mouth, smiling and nodding.
Don't worry, my sister won't know.
The door of Prince Huai's Mansion was never opened. It separated two worlds. Whether it was windy, rainy or sunny outside, it had nothing to do with them.
On June 28th, it was still dark, and all the pavilions were shrouded in blue light.
This is a large mansion with red walls and yellow tiles.
The courtyard is deep, luxurious and magnificent.
It's just that this mansion is as quiet as a deserted place, maybe because everyone is sleeping, but at this time, some people are waking up, and there are people walking slowly on the corridor that is exquisitely paved with colorful tiles.
This is a young woman, her plain white skirt fluttering as she moves, like fine waves.
Her figure is graceful and graceful, and she moves gracefully and dignifiedly. The green light envelopes her like a veil.
She walked alone on the Yong Road and soon came to a courtyard.
The door to the courtyard was opened, but there was no one inside. The lanterns in the rooms under the corridor were all on, but they looked dim in the misty blue light.
This is the kitchen. The young woman came in and rolled up her sleeves. She picked up the apron hanging aside and tied it on. She turned on the stove, heated up a pot of stock that had been prepared long ago, took a basin, filled the noodles, and scooped out water.
Start kneading the dough.
The exposed wrist was smooth and slender, but her movements were powerful. Soon the white dough turned into dough under her hands. She added some oil and kept kneading it, and it soon became smooth and smooth.
While she was still kneading the dough, she walked to the table again, picked up a handful of dried vegetables, mushrooms, and radishes, washed them, cut them, and put them in a soup pot to cook. Then she turned back to the basin, took out the dough, and started rolling it out.
The dough is constantly being rolled by the rolling pin, turned over, folded, and sprinkled with dough. The wide and long dough knife makes a rhythmic sound on the chopping board. The dough is cut neatly. Put down the knife and shake it carefully.
The noodles spread out.
The aroma of the soup stock on the pot also spreads.
Boil hot water in another pot, put the noodles in, and after cooking, pick out two bowls, pour the already cooked soup, sprinkle with chives, and put the soup bowls into the food box.
The woman took off her apron, put down her sleeves, and walked out carrying the food box as she had come.
The sky has brightened, and the summer morning fog has dispersed. The young woman walked to a courtyard door, raised her hand and pushed open the courtyard door. The sound of the door broke the silence of the courtyard. Upon hearing this movement, the door of the house was opened.
A boy of seven or eight years old ran out.
"Sister." He shouted in a clear voice, the morning light shining on his big bright eyes and the two dimples exposed in his smile, "It smells so good."
As he appeared, the woman standing in front of the door also smiled. Under the morning light, her features were picturesque and her expression was elegant, just like a spring orchid in bud.
"Jiuyi, why aren't you wearing any shoes?" she said with a soft voice.
The boy stuck out his tongue, and a maid behind him had already followed, saluting the woman with some uneasiness.
"Princess," she said, holding a pair of shoes in her hand, "I was about to put them on when the prince heard the sound and knew that the princess was here."
The young woman - Princess Jiuli has come over.
"Hurry up and put on your shoes, wash your hands and eat some noodles," she said.
In response, Jiuyi opened his hands for the maid to pick him up and return to the inner room. He quickly washed himself and ran out.
Two bowls of noodles were already placed on the table next to the window. Jiuli sat looking out the window and turned his head when he heard any movement.
"Come and eat," she said.
Jiuyi nodded and sat down, taking a deep breath first.
"Sister, it smells so good. The longevity noodles made by my sister are the best." He said softly and crisply.
Jiuli smiled and picked up the chopsticks first.
"Eat it," she said.
Jiuyi picked up the chopsticks, and the two siblings sat facing each other and ate noodles in silence. The morning light gradually became brighter, and people began to move around in the yard. They were several eunuchs and palace maids.
"Your Highness, it's time to get ready to put on makeup." The leading eunuch said with a smile.
Jiuli stood up, and Jiuyi stood up next to him. He was a child after all, and his expression could not hide his nervousness.
Jiuli stretched out her hand to hold him.
"Let's go and dress up with my sister." She said with a smile.
Jiuyi nodded and followed Jiuli out. All the eunuchs and maids in the courtyard saluted.
"Congratulations on your great joy, princess."
"Congratulations on your great joy, princess."
The sound was heard, turning the quiet palace into a lively one.
Jiuli held Jiu Fu, with a smile on his lips, and walked straight past them.
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The crackling sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out on the street in the early morning, startling the people passing by. Everyone looked over and realized that a store was open.
"What does it do?"
Everyone gathered around curiously, and someone was already pointing to the plaque on the door and reading it out.
"Jiulingtang."
"It's a medical clinic."
There were only two clerks and two young women standing in front of the hospital. After setting off the firecrackers, the two clerks ran in and took brooms and other supplies to prepare for sweeping.
Since it is a medical clinic, we cannot extend warm invitations to the people, and no one will say good luck to them, so the scene seems very deserted.
The two women also went in, and the onlookers watched for a moment. There were so many shops opening every day in the capital, and there was nothing unusual about them, especially since no one came to send gifts or give out red envelopes.
The boring ones were scattered.
"Today is a good day."
"What is a good day today? A good day to open a business?"
"It's suitable for a wedding. Today is the wedding day of Princess Jiuli."
"Oh, yes, come on, let's grab a place early and wait and see."
The lively discussion outside the door dispersed, and Miss Jun in the room also looked around the hall.
"Today is a good day." She also said.
"Yes, it's a good day for our medical clinic to open." Liu'er said.
Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.
"Then let's celebrate with a bowl of noodles." she said.
Just finished eating noodles? Is this considered a celebration?