As the third princess spoke, she waved her hand, nonchalantly kicked a big box next to her and said, "Mother, here, all kinds of rewards are piled up to the sky. I have rewarded a lot of people. I want to
What do you want? I just like buying and selling these novelty things on the street. The ones decorated in the palace are the same every year. They are old-fashioned and boring!"
As she spoke, she threw a small lantern made of golden silk to the slave next to her, raised her chin and said, "Reward you!"
Ji Ling touched her daughter's head, held her little hand in his own, considered it for a moment, and whispered: "Xi'er, this is all your Emperor Ama's wish - Huang Ama thinks you will
If you like it, someone specially sends it to you. Whether you like it or not is one thing, but whether you respect other people's feelings for you is another matter."
As she spoke, she bent down to pack up the colorful couplets and fold them neatly.
The third princess was stunned beside her, and after a while she knelt down and helped Ji Ling pack it up with her own hands. She tugged on Ji Ling's sleeves and whispered in a low voice: "Mother, it's not that I don't like it.
This colorful couplet used to look pretty good, but now..."
Ji Ling nodded and said with a smile: "Eniang understands - now you have someone you like more, right?"
The third princess nodded immediately.
Ji Ling smiled, but she still didn't like it - if you really like something or a person, you won't be able to compare.
She suddenly reached out and held her daughter's wrist and said: "Get up."
The third princess didn't know why and stood up with E Niang.
Ji Ling reached out and brushed her daughter's bangs, and said in a low voice: "You are a golden person. You have been accustomed to wealth and wealth in the world since you were born. Whatever is best in the world, you must have your share first. But... have you ever thought about it?
Why is this?"
The third princess looked up at her and said without thinking: "Didn't Eniang say that too? I am a golden branch and jade leaf, so I can naturally have these."
Ji Ling said softly: "Yes, the reason why all the slaves in the Forbidden City and Old Summer Palace kneel to you, respect you, respect you, fear you, and obey your orders is that they don't dare to do anything when your orders come out.
No disobedience at all, just because you are the emperor’s daughter and the apple of your eyes.”
She stretched out her hand and pinched the third princess's face, and said: "Off this layer, you are just a cute, beautiful little girl, the beloved daughter of Amma and E Niang, nothing more."
The third princess fell silent thoughtfully.
Qixi was beside him and took a deep look at his master.
She understood what her master meant - he actually wanted to emphasize that "you are just an ordinary person."
The master does not want the third princess to become overly arrogant.
On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Tiandi family began to hang Spring Festival couplets, and all the various purchases had been newly arranged. Seeing that it was only a few days before the New Year's Eve, Ji Ling became even busier.
Concubine Yu no longer dared to make arrangements, but came over again and again to ask for instructions. Her face was covered with sweat, and she was so white from running that she looked much younger.
It was only then that Ji Ling gradually began to realize that Yufei was very capable of action and execution. As long as she was told to do something, she would definitely make plans as early as possible and implement everything.
Only then did Ji Ling realize why Yinzhen specifically pointed to Concubine Yu to help her carry the burden.
She was under the empress who was weak and difficult to ask questions, and she was above Yufei as a concubine. Although the word "concubine" was only one level higher than "concubine", it was a crushing weight.
Regarding matters in the harem, all she had to do was lay out the items clearly and give them instructions.
Concubine Yu will do the work, and the queen will shoulder the responsibility.
After thinking about it this way, when Ji Ling faced Yinzhen, he felt a little guilty for no reason.
She couldn't say what was the reason for this weird guilty conscience... But as a modern person who has traveled through time, she always had a vague feeling that "there is a big boss behind her, so the subordinates will take the blame, and the superiors will take the responsibility. I am happy to touch it"
Fish, the boss wants to give me a promotion and a salary increase."
Bah! Stop it!
Spring in the eleventh year of Yongzheng's reign came later than usual. It snowed for more than twenty days in the first month. Although the snow was not very strong, it was so heavy that it kept people from going out.
In the Old Summer Palace, the seal was sealed on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Shangshu Office was temporarily closed.
But the sixth brother didn't stop. He spent all day studying hard in the study, with such a spirit that he could hang his head and pierce his buttocks - Yinzhen praised him several times.
Most children have this kind of mentality. After receiving praise from their teachers, they want to work harder to get the next reward, and finally a virtuous circle is formed.
But this cycle has to stop and catch its breath.
Ji Ling personally stopped the slaves several times and brought cakes and water in. The sixth brother was so engrossed in reading that he almost didn't notice E Niang coming in, and ordered: "Put it down and get out!"
When he saw it was Ji Ling, he slapped his forehead, quickly stood up and said with a grin: "My son doesn't know."
Ji Ling helped her: Other people’s mothers were worried that their children would not make progress, so they spent all day rushing to study for their studies.
When it came to her, the situation was completely different.
She stretched out her hand and patted her son's back gently, coaxing in a soft voice: "My son, you don't have to rush to study. This book is endless. You can't sit here all day long. Listen to my mother-in-law.
You might as well go for a walk in the yard."
Brother Six was still staring at the book, nodding his head repeatedly.
Children in the palace grow up quickly, and their thoughts can easily become deep, but no matter how deep they are, they are never so calm - How old is Hong Xin?
Ji Ling almost suspected that his son had depressed his mind with reading, until he saw Hongxin at night. As soon as he put the books away, he ran out in full swing in the courtyard of Tiandi Family Spring, dancing with swords and guns, shouting and shouting to make the wind come alive.
Ji Ling Fu Qiang: My son is a top student... He is also very self-disciplined in time management. He does things at the right time and moves forward with everything at the same time. He is very well-planned!
She turned to look out the window.
The sound of wind, the sound of snow, the rustling sound of wind and snow.
Although it is still the middle of winter, under the white snow, the vigorous vitality of the New Year is about to burst out.
During the first month, every time Yinzhen came, he would teach Hongxin how to read. The father and son could talk for more than an hour together, without even noticing the passage of time.
Ji Ling was afraid of disturbing the conversation between father and son, so he did not go over. He also specifically told his servants not to come near to serve him. After that, only a little Yoko was left to listen and agree - the sixth elder brother couldn't do without him anyway.
As a result, after a few times, Xiao Yoko came over and reported to her: The emperor seemed to be teaching the sixth brother how to read the book!
When he said this, the expression on his face was indescribable.
Qixi was beside her. She was originally holding a silk mask to serve her master, but she forgot about it at this time. She just blurted out and asked Xiao Yoko: "How do you conclude that it is a memorial?"
Little Yoko nodded repeatedly and said: "You can't be wrong, you can't be wrong! Are your ears white?"
As he spoke, he repeated the conversation between the emperor and his sixth brother.