I'm the villain

Chapter 483 Jujube Flower Momo
Prepare to raise it and sell it for a good price.

The news reached the prefect's ears, and the prefect directly wrote the scriptures to Dasheng Ting.This Zhixijiang mansion is an official sent down from the capital. His surname is Yang and his name is Jiaozhi. People say that Yang has no face and no skin.It's hard to say how clean and honest an official is, and what he does on weekdays is always unexpected.

The zhezi was sent all the way to the capital, and the senior officials who had seen the zhezi were even more impressed by this shameless Yang.

"Hand it up, this person is also the first one. A murder case happened under his rule, and others are covering it up. He is good at publicizing it so that he can go around and borrow people everywhere. This kind of small matter of buying and selling people is also taken by him. explain."

The brochures were delivered to the dragon case and placed at the bottom of the pile of brochures.When I saw the booklet, it was almost time.The old eunuch carefully read the scriptures, retreated tremblingly to the steps, and quietly waited for the emperor who was over half a century old to get angry.

Others don't know, but as the personal eunuch, he knows that His Majesty's favorite little princess just died in the palace.The little princess and His Majesty were born on the same day in the same month, and even the weather was the same when they were born.His Majesty attaches great importance to the little princess, and he is reluctant to get up her name early, and only calls her according to her ranking, for fear that naming her too early will spoil the little baby's luck.

"This child is about the same age as the fifth child. I don't know when it was born."

"According to what Yang Zhifu said, the child named Qingyu is probably not yet two years old." The two-year-old child can already babble and say some simple words.According to Yang Zhifu's booklet, the child can't speak yet, presumably he is less than two years old.

"That's younger than Lao Wu, and not as smart as Ah Wu, Ah Wu will call him daddy."

The not-so-young emperor didn't have any pretensions. He went outside and went directly to the steps, looked at Xinghan above his head, and asked in a daze, "Which one is my fifth child?"

There are many stars in the sky, the old eunuch looked at it for a long time, but dared not answer.Fearing that His Majesty would be angry, he could only comfort him: "Tomorrow, this old servant will go to the Qintian Prison for questioning. Your Majesty should rest quickly. It seems that the court is about to go up, so take a nap for a while."

"My fifth child, how did he die?"

"Return to Your Majesty, it's smallpox."

"She and I were born together."

The stars were brilliant, the old emperor sat on the white jade steps, looking up into the distance, trying to find the star he was looking for.The old eunuch stood bowed, bowed his head and dared not speak any more.

This Mr. Yang can poke His Majesty's lungs every time he submits a book, I really don't know where the ability comes from.What's even more exasperating is that no one stopped this book, it was really negligence!
"That kid is no match for my fifth child. What's his name?"

The old eunuch quickly replied: "It is written in the booklet that it is called Qingyu, and its surname is Shi. I am afraid that this surname is a lie, and the name may not be true. They are all fake names."

"Back."

The old eunuch was stunned for a moment, and the historian beside him hurriedly handed him the pen and ink. The old eunuch came back to his senses, pulled a young eunuch over, and spread the paper on the young eunuch's back.

"Tell the magistrate of Xijiang that the child is a good one to take care of. When she grows up and doesn't get sick on the way, bring it to me to have a look. I want to see her and see if she is the same as the fifth child."

The old eunuch suppressed the sadness in his heart, and after writing it, he showed it to the emperor, and sent it out as soon as the ink dried.Without the hands of the cabinet, he was sent directly to Xijiang Mansion by a special person.

"Your Majesty, rest early."

……

Cuiyun asked three questions and didn't know anything, but she didn't ask anything.The case has not progressed, so the yamen can only lock the person up first, and continue to investigate what needs to be investigated.

On weekdays, Bai Qing and the little baby were looked after by the cook who was in charge of cooking in the yamen, but they had nothing to do, except to be in a daze in the small courtyard every day, and the little officials who were driven over to eat patted their heads and rubbed their faces.Her deeds spread in a small area in the yamen, and every small official who is free always wants to see this little guy who can save people.

Chu Beiliang was not so comfortable. The baby's skin was delicate, and the wounds on his body were difficult to heal. Seeing that the weather was getting hotter and the mosquitoes were flying around, he could only cover the wound. On the wound, there was another stabbing pain.

Going back and forth is almost indistinguishable from rubbing salt in a wound.

The more Chu Beiliang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he cried every day.

"These two children must not belong to the same family." The cook reluctantly lifted the quilt, and wiped around the child's wound with a handkerchief soaked in clean water. After the wipe was finished, the child stopped crying.

"I don't know when the case will be closed, and it's not a thing to be here every day."

The cook said, when she heard the movement, she saw Bai Qing coming over with a few big red dates, and hurried over, "Who gave it to you again?"

"Yeah!"

Bai Qing waved her hands and wanted to stuff the red dates to the cook.

"Okay, I'm asking you what you are doing, give it to me. Eat jujube steamed buns at night."

The cook took the red dates and was taken aback.The jujube has thick flesh, about the size of an egg, and it can't be seen in the child's hand. Only now did she realize that the little doll was holding a few big red dates in her bulging hand, and it was clearly a hand. Caught one.

At first glance, I thought they had caught several

This is not something that ordinary people can eat. Most of the dates on the market are bigger than a thumb.This jujube is probably a tribute from the palace.

"Where did the rain come from?"

As soon as she finished asking, the cook felt that she had asked too much.What can this kid say?

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The thing was given to her by a person, she didn't know who it was, the person gave her the red dates, and went straight into the lobby, but the yamen servants wouldn't let her in, so he just took the red dates to find the cook.

Her teeth haven't fully grown yet, and her face is always drooling when she gnaws, Bai Qing doesn't want to do that.

"I still have half a catty of jujube. I will make red jujube buns tonight. You can go play in the yard. I'm so dizzy. What can you ask?"

The cook was a little helpless.

"You should be able to talk at your age."

Bai Qing was taken aback, she opened her mouth and said, so children can talk at this time?
"Ding Dong, dear host, please refer to other human infants."

Bai Qing has never paid attention to this, and has no idea when children should learn to babble.

"When did the host learn to walk?" The villain system tried to remind her.

"It's uncomfortable to lie down." It's uncomfortable to lie down, so I learned to crawl, and even walk, and everything came naturally.

"From now on, the host should learn to speak some simple bytes."

The villain system has broken its heart.

"The host's ranking has fallen to the bottom. If you don't work hard, you will be eliminated. Elimination will kill you."

Bai Qing stretched, climbed onto the small bamboo chair in the yard, and quietly waited for the next meal.

The cook is very skilled. The jujube steamed buns she makes are sweet but not greasy, and have a good taste. She likes to eat them the most.It is worth it to exchange the big red dates given by strangers for steamed buns.

Chu Beiliang howled at the top of his voice, cried for half the money and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he stopped crying, smacked his mouth twice and continued to sleep.

When Zhifu Yang came over, he saw a bamboo window half open in the small courtyard, and a child was lying on a small bed by the window, sleeping soundly in an extremely aggrieved posture.On the bamboo chair by the window, a little doll in patched clothes was holding a small fan, fanning herself every now and then.

This posture of a little adult enjoying the cool air made Yang Zhifu laugh dumbfounded.

"Little baby, where is the date I gave you?" He sat down beside him and asked.

"Momo."

"What Momo?"

(End of this chapter)