New Shun 1730

Without the cell phone, a magical thing that sucks people's spirit and makes people addicted, Liu Yu got up very early.

The maids sleeping on the small bed outside the sand tent had also gotten up long ago. When they heard the movement in the sand tent, they did not rush to help him dress.

Young people are hot-tempered in the morning. The maids knew that it would be difficult to help him dress at this time, and it would be difficult to put on pants.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour, they knew that it was late and they had to get up quickly.

"The Book of Rites" says: All the etiquette for being a son is to keep warm in winter and cool in summer, and to visit at dusk and at dawn.

In order to deeply understand the fatigue of parents raising children, children should visit their parents before breakfast and after dinner every day.

Yesterday, his mother knew that Liu Yu went to drink, so she exempted him from visiting at dawn, but it only worked for last night.

If he didn't go today, it would be reported to his father, and he would be scolded at the least and beaten at the worst.

After he put on his clothes, Yuyan combed his hair from behind and tied his hair up. The other maids also prepared green salt and scented slices for rinsing the mouth.

After brushing teeth and wiping face, I looked at the Western self-ringing clock in the room. It was almost time. Thinking about borrowing money later, I went to my mother's yard.

When I entered the house, a woman in her forties was talking to a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

When the girl saw Liu Yu, she was still sitting, but she quickly stood up and called him brother in a soft and sticky voice.

Liu Yu knew that this was his own sister, and he was the elder brother. When his sister saw him, she had to stand up.

He bowed to his mother and greeted her, and then he looked at his mother carefully.

His mother was also the daughter of a duke, and was a descendant of Xiangguo Gong Dang Shousu. The current Xiangguo Gong was Liu Yu's uncle.

Dashun learned from history and was worried about the monopoly of power by foreign relatives, so it would not let the children of dukes and nobles be queens, fearing that the queen would be too powerful.

On the other hand, dukes and marquises were also annoyed by the chaos in their families after marrying princesses, and occasionally, when they had no choice, they would let the legitimate son who was not the eldest son marry a princess.

The emperor also did not like the dukes and marquises to marry each other and make a complicated relationship.

So a clever tacit understanding was formed between the emperor and the nobles: you, as the emperor, had better not throw your daughter into our house to make a mess; we nobles should not marry each other, nor should we give you, the emperor, an eye drop.

The formation of unspoken rules requires a process.

The dukes and marquises of the previous generation married each other, but starting from Liu Yu's generation, there was an unspoken rule that the eldest son should not marry the daughter of the nobles.

Liu Yu's mother's generation was the last time that the nobles inherited the title and married their sons.

As the daughter of a duke, she had a fair complexion that had been cultivated for a long time. Even though she was over 40 and had given birth to four children, she was still not old, and looked like a 40-year-old woman in later generations.

Because she was at home, she was dressed simply.

On the outside, she wore only a stone-blue scattered flower silk embroidered with a long-tailed pheasant cloud pattern and a gold-embroidered pheasant cloud pattern cape, which was pulled straight by a gold-inlaid jade-inlaid Zhai Wen pendant.

Seeing that Liu Yu had finished the ceremony, she waved at Liu Yu and said with a smile: "My son, I tell you to drink less. You ate a lot last night. What can you eat with crabs? Have dinner here today and go back. Your father has not yet dismissed the court. Maybe the palace has granted you corridor food today..."

While speaking, she asked Liu Yu to sit aside.

Her hand naturally pulled Liu Yu's hand over, stroking it like every mother who missed her son, and talking about some homely things.

Liu Yu had goose bumps all over his body, and his body was very stiff.

To be honest, Liu Yu really had no feelings for his "mother".

Although it seemed that this mother was very close to him, he was a time traveler after all, and he always felt a little embarrassed and a little cramped in everything he did.

The other party treats you as his own son, but you see him as a stranger. Even a simple mother-son interaction like holding hands will be a little awkward.

If a beautiful woman in her forties holds hands and talks for the first time, it will be weird.

But since I was asked to eat here, it would be difficult to leave, so I could only force a smile.

Thinking about the topics my mother likes on weekdays, I chatted with her casually.

It seems that my mother likes stories outside very much. Maybe she has listened to too many operas and read too many storybooks. Instead, she often asks Liu Yu about various stories about the Western Yi.

Inadvertently seeing the paintings hanging in my mother's room, Liu Yu almost choked to death with laughter and coughed for a long time.

I saw a painting hanging in the distance. In the center of the painting was a kind woman wearing a right-fronted jacket with a halo on her head.

Behind the woman was a manger, and in front of the woman was a newborn baby lying on a bluestone slab. There was also a halo on the baby's head.

Behind the manger stood a man in a long gown, wearing a broad cap and a forehead band, and next to him was a green ox. The man's turban was green and shiny, but there was no halo on his head.

In addition to this painting, there was also a painting of Laozi and a green ox leaving Hanguan Pass; and a scroll of the original painting of "Red-robed Arhat Picture" by Songxue Taoist, which should have been given by the palace.

Looking at these magical combinations of Jesus, Taoism, and Buddhism, hanging harmoniously on the wall, Liu Yu also had a certain understanding of his mother.

If she took off her identity as the daughter of Xiangguogong and the wife of Yiguogong, she would be no different from those middle-aged women in the countryside.

Retracting her gaze and holding back her smile, the two talked for a while, and her two sisters-in-law also came.

Since she is a daughter-in-law, she must serve her mother-in-law for dinner. Even if the maids in the house are not enough, she has to serve as a daughter-in-law herself.

After many years of being a daughter-in-law, she can finally become a mother-in-law. That's not a joke.

Liu Yu originally came to borrow money, and when he saw his two sisters-in-law, he hurriedly greeted them.

After greeting, he took the opportunity to say: "It just so happens that the sisters-in-law are all here. Mother, I want to borrow some money..."

Since he was borrowing money in front of the two sisters-in-law, the eldest sister-in-law smiled and said: "Brother Yu, are you going to buy Western things again?"

"Yes."

"Those Western things are very expensive. But your brother just said that Brother Yu was rated as the best in the Wude Palace. His Majesty will definitely use him in the future. Maybe our family will have another title. Isn't it because Brother Yu likes Western learning? This money is worth spending."

Liu Yu smiled and thought to himself that the eldest sister-in-law was really good at talking. Is she afraid that I will make a fuss at home and grab the title? Is it that serious? Do I have to remind him every time?

He then said, "Sister-in-law, you are joking. How difficult is it to get another title? But my brother is interested in entering Shangshe. Whether he can make meritorious contributions in the future depends on the future."

It was like accepting the words of the eldest sister-in-law. On the one hand, he told the eldest sister-in-law that he definitely had no intention of staying at home to make trouble and seize the title; on the other hand, it was also like saying that as long as he entered Shangshe, he would definitely have no problem paying back the money in the future.

The second sister-in-law couldn't respond, so she could only praise Liu Yu with the eldest sister-in-law.

After all, daughters-in-law are outsiders. Listening to the daughters-in-law praising her son, Liu Yu's mother was also happy and asked: "Since you have asked, you must ask for a lot. Tell me."

"One thousand taels."

"Okay, I'll remember it later. It happens that your two sisters-in-law are here too, and family matters need to be exposed. After dinner, I'll ask someone to send it to you."

After talking about the money, the mother waved at the two daughters-in-law and said: "You two go back, you don't have to come. There are so many maids at home, why do you have to come every day? It's my lips that are worn out, and the maids' feet are swollen. I have to tell you not to come every day. If you forget one day, you know it in your heart."

The two daughters-in-law heard such words every day, but they came every day.

It's a blessing for the mother-in-law to say that you don't have to come. But if you don't come, you will be criticized.

After many years, your daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law. This is not a simple slang, but a terrible thing that comes from many tears.

Liu Yu's mother was a daughter of a duke. At that time, the country had just been founded and the south was still at war. There were few rules, so there was no such process of a daughter-in-law becoming a mother-in-law after many years.

She said what was in her heart, but the two daughters-in-law did not dare to take it seriously.

The two daughters-in-law bowed, thanked, and then left.

Liu Yu's sister only said that her mother's breakfast was a bit greasy and she didn't want to eat it, so she went back to her own courtyard.

Only Liu Yu and his mother were left to eat at the table. The maids had already set up the table, and the two moved to the back room.

It was just a simple breakfast, without many dishes.

Most of the nobles of Dashun were from Shaanxi, and they were not used to eating rice. The breakfast in the inner kitchen was some small nests made of millet and chestnut flour, and some sesame-filled Yuanxiao for breakfast.

Because it was breakfast, the dishes were simple.

A first-class bean sprouts and whitebait, a portion of fresh green beans, diced meat, snow vegetables, assorted shredded chicken, honey wine pickled civet cat, honey pomelo peel winter melon... There is nothing more, it is a very simple breakfast.

Worried that Liu Yu ate too much crab last night, so I asked the chef to prepare a portion of vinegar and shredded ginger.

The taste of the dishes is just average, only the last bowl of sour bamboo shoots and duck strips soup is a bit special.

"By the way, yesterday your uncle sent someone to deliver some tribute of Chuokola from the West. This thing is produced in America. It is said that it is made of many spices and honey. Except for sugar, cinnamon and gentian, the remaining seven or eight kinds are all produced in the West, called spices like Anis..."

"When drinking, it needs to be brewed with boiling water and honey sugar. I thought it was something good, and I spit it out after just one sip. Since you like Western things, I will ask someone to send it to you later. If you don't like it, throw it away. There is also a set of silver utensils for boiling water and cooking this Chuokola. It is very rough, and it is not as good as the uncarved boxwood spoon."

Liu Yu listened to these strange names, thought of the translation nightmare he had experienced yesterday in the Duke of Qi's Mansion, tasted the various things in his mother's mouth, and pondered for a long time.

Chuokola?

Anis?

Damn...

When he finally figured out what his mother was talking about, his stomach couldn't help but churn.

Can this be drunk?

Chuokola should be chocolate cocoa, which is supposed to be delicious. In his previous life, he also craved for it when he was in elementary school.

Anis is the transliteration of fennel.

Add more than ten kinds of spices such as cinnamon and star anise, and boil salt and star anise in cocoa. This thing is probably more unpalatable than swill, right?

I wanted to refuse, but when my mother said that there was a set of silver utensils specially used for boiling, I thought that I needed money now, and my eyes lit up. I thought to myself that this was really buying a box and returning the pearl, collecting the cooking pot and throwing away the cocoa.

Liu Yu thanked him and told a few Western stories to relieve his mother who was bored at home and couldn't go out. He just hoped that his mother would agree to let him leave quickly - this feeling of others treating him as their own son, but he treated her as a stranger when they first met, was really not good.

His mother talked some more gossips and asked the maid to take a beaver fur hat "tributed" by France, saying that it was also produced in Quebec, America.

He just said that when he went to Wude Palace to practice martial arts in the next few days, the weather would be cold, and this hat was soft and furry, and the fur would be smooth and not curly when it came into contact with water, which was the warmest.

Liu Yu could also feel his mother's loneliness, so he took the beaver fur hat and finally accepted it, and chatted with her for a few more words.

He had the experience of his previous life, so he found some stories that middle-aged women liked to hear, and just said they were stories about Western barbarians to make his mother happy.

After talking for a while, the mother sent the maid away and said with a smile: "Who gave you such a bad idea? Borrowing money in front of your two sisters-in-law?"

Liu Yu couldn't bear to expose Yuyan, so he lowered his head and said: "I'm afraid of nagging in the future."

"What kind of nagging? I'm still the head of the family now!"

"Your eldest brother is going to inherit the title, and your second brother also has a job, and he married a rich family. You are still young, and I can afford a few thousand taels of silver from your mother. Since it's a public account, it will have to be repaid in the future, so why bother? When you need money in the future, ask Yuyan to come and tell me quietly. This big fanfare, I just thought how much it would cost, but a few thousand taels of silver is really useless. Is a thousand taels enough?"

Parents love their youngest son very much, and Liu Yu can't inherit the title, so his mother dotes on him privately.

Liu Yu was grateful in his heart, nodded repeatedly, and just said enough, enough.