The reason why this Red Smiling Pear is called Red Smiling Pear is also very particular - it is because the stem of this pear is slightly red, and the white flesh is just like a little red plum in the snow, waiting to be peeled.
At that time, the pear's mouth was extremely easy to split, and it looked like a beautiful woman's smile, so it got such a beautiful name.
The Red Smiling Pear is a tribute from the Imperial Manor, and it is only at this time of the year that it is in season, so it can be eaten.
Ji Ling unknowingly ate a plate of pears and the cakes that Su Peisheng had just sent over, which were soft and glutinous three-color mulberry cakes.
There was nothing to do except eat along the way.
If you are reading a book, the carriage will be so bumpy that you will get motion sickness and vomit after reading only a few pages.
She was eating cakes here, and Qixi knelt in the carriage with a shoe brush to help her wipe off the yellow mud splashed on her shoes.
Ji Ling saw that her waist was almost bent to the ground, so he stretched out his hand to pull her up and said: "Anyway, it will get dirty soon after going to the ground, so don't wipe it."
After walking like this for a long time, the sky in front of me gradually became darker.
In the procession, Princess Shushen was sitting in the carriage. She stuck her head out and looked at the sunset outside. Suddenly, she saw a black horse in front of her walking in the opposite direction, with the sound of horse hooves trampling.
When they reached her carriage, the man immediately reversed the whip, raised the curtains, and said in a moderate voice: "Sister Shushen!"
Shushen didn't even need to look at it to know that it was Princess Hehui dressed in men's clothing.
Hehui's tall and straight posture, riding on the horse, and his flexible movements make him look like a dashing young man from behind.
Because of Prince Yi, Yinzhen never put much restraint on Princess Hehui. Shushen followed Prince Yi since she was a child and learned a lot of riding and shooting skills. Later, she entered the palace. Although she became Yinzhen
When raising a daughter, these efforts have not really been lost.
During this eastward tour, she, like Hongli and Hongzhou, rode beside the emperor.
He Hui approached the carriage, and Shu Shen had a ride with her, but without talking to each other, Shu Shen asked her softly after a while: "Sister He Hui, are you going to do this, keep wearing men's clothes on the East Patrol Road?"
He Hui lowered his head and glanced at his clothes, stretched out his hand and tugged at it, and said: "Sister, you can't ride a horse, but you must know that it is much more comfortable on this horse! It's not like you have been suffocating all the way in the carriage, and you will soon get bored.
People are bored."
Shushen shook her head slightly and said: "Sister Hehui, you finally restrained yourself. Although Huang Ama usually lets you go, it's just..."
When she said this, she swallowed the second half.
In fact, even if she didn't say it, He Hui also understood that this marriage was not of her will, and Huang Ama probably couldn't bear it in her heart, so she didn't impose any restrictions on her eastward patrol this time.
He Hui waved a horse whip angrily, raised his chin and said: "Manchu children grew up on horses, but I want to ride on horses the entire east patrol!"
Princess Shushen lowered her eyes when she heard her tone of voice as if she was venting her anger, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
In the evening, the march did not enter Huangzhuang and was directly stationed outside.
Ji Ling looked out from the carriage and saw a bright yellow imperial flag and ceremonial guards ahead.
Looking back, it was so vast that the tail of the team could not be seen at all.
You can imagine how long this team is.
It's just that although the team is long, it is cautious and orderly. The wheels roll and slowly come to a stop. The tents stretch for several miles. The torches are burning.
As soon as the sun went down, the temperature dropped. Ji Ling was afraid that the sixth elder brother and the third princess would catch cold, so he didn't let his mother and wet nurse take them down for ventilation.
A carriage of people sat in the carriage and waited. When the huge camp tent was set up and Xiao Fenzi came over to invite him, Ji Ling took a couple over.
The tent had been warmly prepared for a long time, and as soon as Ji Ling entered, her face was heated and turned red.
She untied the little cloak outside for the third princess, and placed the sixth elder brother on the small bed.
Looking out from the tent from a distance, one could see the guards lined up on duty outside, patrolling back and forth outside the emperor's huge tent, and figures swaying darkly on the tent.
Not long after, the accompanying imperial cooks had already delivered the meals for each palace, all packed in food boxes.
Ji Ling didn't see what was in other people's tents. But just for her, four food boxes were delivered, all with vermilion patterns. The contents of the boxes were huge, including cold dishes, hot stir-fries, porridge, soup, and snacks.
Everything is available, and there are also game snacks personally gifted by the emperor, which are probably trophies captured by Yinzhen on a whim.
The third princess liked this tent very much and ran around in the tent on her two short legs without even thinking about eating.
Ji Ling looked at the figures reflected in the firelight outside, swinging back and forth on the tent, just like a shadow puppet show. The third princess had obviously never seen this scene, and her eyes were firmly attracted, staring at the figures on the tent.
Look straight.
Ji Ling asked Nanny Chen to go over, carried her back, and stuffed a small stool under her legs.
The third princess then reached out to grab the spoon and began to eat honestly.
Children in the palace are raised very delicately, and I heard that some children have not even grabbed chopsticks by themselves even when they are five or six years old.
Ji Ling was not soft-hearted towards her daughter in this regard. She had already told her grandma not to help her and let her learn to eat and take care of herself.
The third princess buried her head in the bowl and ate for a while before she raised her head. Grandma wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. Under the lamp, Qixi was lowering her head and arranging the clothes that the master would wear tomorrow.
Bixue and Evian made the bed, and not long after, they brought in hot water and put out the lights, leaving only a faint light. After briefly serving the master and scrubbing, Ji Ling went to bed.
Seeing her getting into bed, Bixue and Evian lit the lamp again, and the tent suddenly became bright.
This was Ji Ling's first time sleeping outside in a tent after traveling through time. She originally heard that she would not be staying at Huangzhuang tonight and would be stationed outside. She was still wondering if the conditions would be too simple?
Who would have known that such a well-equipped palace is no worse than the Shengjing Palace.
She put some pillows behind her back, reclined on the bed and read some books. The wet nurse was feeding her sixth brother beside her. The third princess ran over, got into the bed, and happily moved from one end of the quilt to the other.
As she burrowed in and out like this, air leaked out of Ji Ling's quilt.
Ji Ling stretched out her hand to press the quilt, hugged her daughter with one hand, and held her in her arms, telling the little ancestor not to move any more.
The third princess tugged on her sleeve: "Mom, tell me a story!"
Ji Ling yawned, and could hear the chatter and laughter coming from the emperor's drive in the distance. The evening breeze brought a faint scent of barbecue. She hugged her daughter and said, "What story do you want to hear?"
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The third princess's face was warmed by the warmth in the tent, like a cute little apple. She lay on the edge of the bed, held her chin in her hands and smiled: "I like to listen to whatever stories E Niang tells!"
Ji Ling pinched her cheek, held her little ears, and said with a smile: "You little girl, why is your mouth so sweet today?"
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There was still a long distance between the imperial tent and the concubine's tent. At this time, Hong Zhou was walking outside the tent and was about to go in when he felt a sudden tap on his shoulder.
