After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The young wife of Duke Jiguo reluctantly bid farewell to her son and Madam Niu.

The prince of Jiguo was eager to go home, and kept urging him: "If you have anything to say, just say it in the letter! If you keep talking, it will be dark soon!"

The young wife of Duke Ji turned around and glared at the prince of the Duke Ji. Fearing being scolded, the prince of the Duke Ji hurriedly said, "Don't forget, we promised Gu Nanxi that we would bring these fruit wines to Kyoto for the young lady of the Su family! How can you let so many people wait for you?"

The wife of Duke Ji looked back and saw a line of tricycles that stretched as far as the eye could see, with jars of fruit wine in the carts.

Although Madam Niu was reluctant, she also knew that business was more important: "You should go back quickly and be careful on the road. Once you leave the territory of Yunzhou, the official road will not be so easy to travel! It is better to go slowly than to lose the goods! These fruits are related to the general's military affairs and the entire Yunzhou!"

The young lady of the Duke of Ji had been in Yunzhou for such a long time, so she naturally knew what Yunzhou was busy with and what they were on guard against: "Don't worry, I will definitely not delay the general's business!"

Lord Niu patted the hand of the young wife of Duke Jiguo and whispered, "When that day comes, I will find a way to send your Dalang back to Kyoto."

The eyes of the young lady of Duke Ji were moist, and she asked in a low voice: "What about you?"

Mrs. Niu smiled calmly: "My husband is in good health. Now he is in charge of all matters in the mansion! Wherever he is, we will be there."

Thousands of words, stuck in my heart, just turned into a word goodbye!

After this separation, I don’t know when we will meet again.

The young wife of Duke Ji wiped away her tears and got into the modified carriage.

The return to Kyoto was faster than the journey here.

When Prince Jiguo and his entourage arrived in Kyoto, they happened to catch the Spring Festival.

The community rain comes every year, lightly washing the flowers in the forest.

There are drums playing under the tree and crows waiting beside the altar.

Drinking spring wine together, old men in the countryside chat with each other in the evening.

When will the swallows arrive, flying with their wings slanted in the distance?

As soon as Prince Jiguogong arrived in the suburbs of Beijing, he saw the people building a roofless house with stones on an earthen platform, with the words "God of the Grain and Altar" written on red paper on it.

After the sacrifice, the people scattered meat around for the crows circling around.

"We've been gone for nearly half a year!" Seeing the scene in front of him, Prince Jiguo was a little dazed.

"Where are you from, sir?" As they passed by a village outside Beijing, the villagers looked at the long line of traveling merchants and asked curiously.

The Prince of Jiguo did not answer, but the leader of the tricycle team, Geng Dalang, shouted: "We are from Yunzhou!"

When Muramasa heard that they were distant visitors from Yunzhou, he insisted that a group of people stay and have a community meal together.

"How is the weather in Yunzhou these days? Is the general still in good health?"

"The emperor said that Yunzhou is short of funds, and he even sold officials to raise money for Yunzhou. Have you received it? Has it solved the urgent problem?"

Before Geng Dalang could answer, the other porters in the team started talking.

"When has our Yunzhou ever received funding from His Majesty? Isn't it because of the general selling his property that we have been able to survive until now?"

"I guess they are using our Yunzhou as a raft again!"

When the villagers heard what everyone said, they looked at each other in bewilderment. It turned out that Yunzhou didn't take a penny of the money!

Muramasa sighed softly, and pushed the pancakes, rice and cakes in front of Geng Dalang, with a loving look on his face: "It's a long journey, I'm sure you are all hungry, eat more!"

Luobing is a thin pancake filled with seasonal vegetables.

Manpo rice is made by pouring scrambled eggs, boiled lamb, Artemisia annua and leeks on rice, and the taste is unique.

On the day of the community day, people in Da Zhou usually eat the following dishes. They also give community cakes to their neighbors, and the neighbors who receive community cakes will give community wine as a return gift.

Geng Dalang hasn't been back to Kyoto for a long time. In Yunzhou, there is more mutton and less vegetables in the manpo rice, and it tastes more like mutton rice!

The rice served by Muramasa tasted exactly like the Kyoto in my memory!

Geng Dalang swallowed the food in his mouth, and then he felt a sense of reality that he was back in Kyoto!

After finishing their community meal, the group prepared to enter the city.

Before leaving, Geng Dalang took down a small jar of fruit wine and gave it to Muramasa: "I didn't prepare any wine for the community along the way. This is the fruit wine produced by our Yunzhou Fruit Wine Factory. I hope Muramasa won't dislike it!"

Muramasa originally didn't plan to accept it, but when he heard that it was fruit wine, he thought that a pound of fruit wine was only a few cents, and this small jar was only three or five pounds, so it was not very expensive.

Using community wine to return the community cake as a gift is also a kind of etiquette.

So Muramasa accepted it.

The huge convoy attracted the attention of passers-by even when they were queuing at the Kyoto city gate!

"My dear, where are you from? Why does this car look a little weird?"

A farmer carrying vegetables to the city saw Geng Dalang and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Then he asked hesitantly, "Is it Geng Dalang?"

Geng Dalang looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was his neighbor. He smiled and waved, "Uncle Chen, it's me!"

"You actually came back from Yunzhou?"

"Yes, the general sent me back to Kyoto to do some work!"

"Hey, Shiro is still in the academy. Do you want me to help you notify him?"

"Thank you, Uncle Chen, but that's okay! Once I'm done, I'll go home and wait for Silang!"

All of a sudden, the Prince of Jiguo came back from Yunzhou, bringing many Yunzhou people with him, riding strange vehicles. The news spread instantly in Kyoto!

The Duke of Ji's Mansion has received many visiting invitations, all wanting to invite the Duke of Ji's son to a gathering!

"The prince of Jiguo went to Yunzhou and stayed away for such a long time! I guess Gu Nanxi must be angry and detained him!"

"If it were me, I would be angry too! Being conferred a title of nobility is a good thing, and being conferred the title of loyal and righteous nobility is actually nothing. The key point is that under this situation, this title makes people very uncomfortable!"

"Hahahaha! I feel especially happy when I think about the arrogant Gu Nanxi getting so angry that she's fuming!"

"Let's get together tomorrow and listen carefully to what the Prince of Jiguo has to say about how Gu Nanxi got angry!"

"Hehe, just thinking about this scene can make me eat two more bowls of rice! In the past few years, we suffered too much at the hands of Gu Nanxi!"

The Prince of Jiguo had no idea that his popularity had suddenly become so good. He brought his caravan to the Marquis of Yongchang's Mansion.

"Madam Su, this is what your mother asked me to bring here."

Su Yunyan had received the letter a long time ago and knew the importance of this batch of fruit wine, so she hurriedly thanked the Prince of Jiguo!

But the Prince of Jiguo just stood there and did not say goodbye.

Su Yunyan was a little confused. Could it be that he wanted her to keep some food for herself?

Fortunately, Geng Dalang stepped forward in time to break the awkward situation: "Miss, the general has promised the prince of the Duke of Ji that he would give him two carts of fruit wine."

Huh?! That's it?!

Su Yunyan waved her hand and gave out three cars in one breath!

The Prince of Jiguo immediately smiled happily and returned home happily!

Unfortunately, before he could even sit down and drink the newly opened fruit wine, an imperial decree came from the palace!