Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

The three-year-old little prince Zhu Jianshen played football with the two-year-old Zhu Jianji. Zhu Jianji was the only son of today's son Zhu Qiyu.

Last year, the little prince was still reluctant to play with his cousin, but now, he feels that he has grown up and can play together.

The snow in the Compassionate Ning Palace was swept clean, the ground was as clean as usual, and the air was cold and refreshing.

The two children shouted in the vague voice of a child, joking and joking, chasing after each other. The people next to them couldn't understand what they were talking about, but the two nobles from the heavenly family seemed to be chatting very well. happy.

When great people speak, ordinary people cannot understand them.

The empress dowagers of the two palaces watched with a smile: "What are they talking about?"

"I do not understand."

"I don't understand either, hahahaha."

"Look at the two of them, they have grown so big in a blink of an eye."

"We're getting old too."

"Hey, what did my sister say, my hair is a little gray, but you are not old at all."

"My sister has a straight hair and a childlike face, but I'm always on my face."

So the two discussed health preservation, such as steaming tuckahoe cream with human milk or adding honey to make tuckahoe cakes, whether to boil fruits in winter, steamed pears with Chuanbei, what to do if you eat too much sugar, and toothache. etc.

Wan Zhen'er took time to hide for leisure, and every time she accompanied the prince to the Palace of Compassion and Peace, it was her time to exchange information.

In the small courtyard where the palace people live, in the wing room of the Wangshang Palace courtyard, thick curtains are hung on the door, and there is hot tea and a warm fire inside. Cheng En, who is more and more shrewd and capable in his 20s, is present , there is Jin Fu beside Empress Wu (this is Jin Ying's godson), Lu Shanggong with rich empress, and Xu Yue'e beside Empress Wang.

The five of them sat together, drinking hot tea, and eating shortbread with red bean filling, which had been placed by the brazier and was still warm.There are also freshly boiled spiced peanuts, fried chestnuts in sugar, lifelike sugar figurines, oranges, and persimmons.

For fear of dirty hands, there are also fried peanuts, melon seeds, hazelnuts, and pine nuts.

Cheng En said: "Master Zhang suffers from severe back pain these days, and he dare not resign. I want to help him take care of the empress, but I am afraid that Grandpa will be angry."

Xu Yue'e nodded: "Why am I not? Every few days Zhang Shanggong in our place feels very uncomfortable. It is a bit difficult to serve the empress, and no one else is allowed to share it for him."

"I didn't feel any pain at first, but my mother is now praying in front of the Buddha day and night, and I am also following, cold and tired, so it started to hurt." Lu Shanggong asked: "Miss Wan didn't feel any pain those few days. Is it?"

Wan Zhen'er took out a few more oranges from her bosom, put them on the side of the brazier and roasted them with fire, and patted her stomach: "The flesh is thick and warm."

Everyone hey, it's really thick, you can't see it even after kicking a few oranges.

Speaking of Concubine Quan gave birth to a prince, Queen Wang was ignored.

Xu Yuee said: "Our empress is upright and generous. She has given birth to two more daughters. Sooner or later, she will have a son. Hmph. No matter how precious the son born by the concubine Quan Gui is, she is just a bastard. Don't think about the future."

Wan Zhen'er and Cheng En suddenly remembered that Queen Hu Fei, the Immortal Master of Jingci, also gave birth to two daughters and was forced to abdicate by the beloved concubine who gave birth to a son.This is too unlucky to say.

"Haha, the oranges are ready, eat them quickly."

The oranges were slightly burnt, and each person shared one.

"This method is very effective. I haven't coughed all winter."

"Licorice and Panda Dahai are boiled and drunk to treat cough."

"It still moisturizes the throat. I heard that the eunuch who passed the decree read the memorial for two hours at a stretch. It depends on drinking this medicine and eating more steamed pears from Chuanbei."

Lu Shanggong: "I made a packet of ginger soup and hid it in the corner of the Buddhist hall. When I can't stand the cold, I eat two slices."

"You get some warm clothes. Although bear or wolf fur jackets are a bit stiff, they are very warm on your body, especially if you put them in your boots."

"That ferocious beast is terrifying."

Xu Yue'e said: "I made a jar of ginger and jujube sauce for Zhang Shanggong, and she asked someone to test the poison before eating it. Alas, who did she think I was?"

Cheng En said with a smile: "That's fine, I'm not afraid of other people's actions."

"Even so, it makes people feel uncomfortable."

Cheng En said again: "You are too real."

The other three smiled and looked at them.

I feel that there is something between these two people, hehehe.

Outside, the two played football against each other, trying to prevent each other from kicking the ball, and the two little chubby guys in flowered clothes were struggling to run around.

Zhu Jianji suddenly grabbed the red hydrangea on the ground, hugged it in his arms and ran away, Zhu Jianshen followed behind, screaming and screaming.

The raccoon cat next to it was so frightened that it jumped up to the wall. It was a bit cold in winter, so it didn't jump up all of a sudden. It fell down, turned around in mid-air, landed on all fours, and walked away lightly.

The two children chased each other and ran for a long time laughing and joking.

Zhu Jianji's left foot mixed with his right foot, and he fell to the ground with a slap. He was stunned for three seconds, and then howled: "Wow!!!!"

Zhu Jianshen was startled, knelt down and handed the ball to him: "Don't cry, here it is, here it is."

Zhu Jianji took the ball and held it in his arms, continuing to cry.

Zhu Jianshen took out another plum candy from his purse: "Huh?"

Zhu Jianji glanced at it, sniffled his nose, and opened his mouth wide: "Ah!"

The little prince didn't know whether he wanted it or not, so he put the candy in his mouth and sipped it happily.

Zhu Jianji meant to let him feed it in. Normally when he opened his mouth, what he wanted to eat would immediately come into his mouth. When he saw the candy entered his mouth, he burst into tears again and threw the prince He fell to the ground and reached out to pick the sugar out of his mouth.The saliva mixed with sugar water is sticky, and children don't care.

Each of them brought four nuns with them, and now eight nuns surrounded them and didn't know what to do. They wanted to separate the two, but they couldn't tear them apart.

The emperor happened to be in court, he went down at the gate, and walked into the palace. The Chinese New Year holiday was about to begin. He was happy to rest in the harem for a while. During the defense of Beijing, he was really nervous. His exhaustion made him just want to sleep in every day.With a happy mood and the big persimmons that Tianjin paid tribute to, and the wintersweet bonsai that did not make a tribute, I heard deafening screams.

Zhu Qiyu covered his heart, and felt that he should cover his ears, why is the child's cry so shocking!He covered his ears, walked over to look, and saw his son pushing the prince to the ground and taking something out of his mouth.There was a pile of small brown candies scattered beside it.

The emperor shouted: "Stop!"

Zhu Jianji turned a deaf ear and continued to pinch his face, Zhu Jian waved his hands in pain and pulled off his hat.

In front of the emperor, the two little babies grabbed each other's ears and scratched each other's little bald head, rolling all over the floor.

"Sugar! Sugar!"

"Ow!"

"Give me you give me @￥%￥￥%#%!"

"#￥......#@%￥"

"￥@￥%"

"#￥%￥"

Garbled characters are not swear words, but yelling that no one can understand.

The nuns hurriedly stopped, trying to persuade the fight, but they were slapped and kicked twice, but they still couldn't persuade them.

The emperor took a deep breath and shouted: "Stop! Cough cough cough cough" he coughed in the cold air.

The two children froze, turned their heads to look at him together, and then rushed forward with snot all over their faces, each hugging a leg.

The emperor was heartbroken: "You two! My dragon robe costs tens of thousands of taels of silver!" Rubbing my snot on my legs, oops, it's so disgusting!Ah, it's not the dragon robe worn in the upper court!Thank goodness this one is much cheaper!Only 8000 taels!

The two children were scrambling to be the first to yell, and said in a hurry: "He is bad!"

"He's bad!"

"He's bad!"

"He's bad, he's bad, he's bad!"

"He, he, bad, bad, bad!"

Then they loosened their hands together and fought into a ball again.

"Both of you are little villains!" The emperor bent down and picked up one of them. He hugged his son very wisely, because he was one year younger and could weigh five catties less.

Zhu Jianji pawed his hands and pedals in his arms, and punched a set of eight punches.

Zhu Jianshen jumped up and patted his legs, but unfortunately he didn't jump high enough. The emperor lifted his son up, and he slapped the emperor's belly.

The emperor broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he shot high enough, otherwise I would be seriously injured!

After handing the two children to the queen mother, the emperor went to wash his hands and change his clothes.

He was worried that the crown prince would bully his son, but now he saw that my son was bullying him, tsk, that's all right.Alas, we can fight now. Could it be that when the prince becomes the emperor and my son goes to the domain, my son has to be a vassal to him. It's a pity, pitiful.

After changing clothes, he came out, hugged the two children, held the stove, sat on the soft bed and took a book: "Come here, I will teach you how to read."

Zhu Jianshen had already recognized more than 300 characters, so he read it out loud triumphantly.

Zhu Jianji realized that he was not an opponent, so he became interested in the grilles on the windows, and rushed over to see and play.

Panting, the emperor dragged his son back, hugged him in his arms, and wrapped his other arm around the little prince, grabbing them both: "You must study hard."

Grabbing children who don't want to read and forcing them to read is the most difficult thing in the world.

The emperor earnestly and kindly seduced him, and he was about to lose his temper. He threatened and lured him, "If you don't read well, you won't have pastries! If you learn well, you won't have to drink ginger soup tomorrow morning." The child was weak, I have to drink a small bowl of ginger soup every morning, and no one likes to drink it.

The two little guys are now studying hard.

Wan Zhen'er was chatting with the second-in-commands in the various palaces, when suddenly someone came over, lifted the curtain and poked his head in: "Sister Wan, the empress sent you over."

Wan Zhen'er immediately got up and went over, entered the door and prostrated herself on the ground: "Major Majesty, good luck and golden safety."

Empress Dowager Sun said: "I heard someone say that the quail sent to the East Palace was divided between you and the old mothers, and the prince didn't eat it? What's going on?" She looked at Wan Zhen'er's thick waist and frowned, He looks so fat, he steals something when he sees it.

Wan Zhen'er knelt on the ground, straightened up, and smiled calmly: "Madam, this is nonsense. As soon as the quail was delivered to the East Palace, the small kitchen stewed one for His Royal Highness, and the stewed milky white The thick soup was so fragrant and thick that the crown prince spit it back into the bowl after he tasted it, and didn’t eat it again. Later, a jar of soup was cooled, and after taking it back, he warmed it up and made rice for the old mother.”

Empress Dowager Sun plucked the rosary and asked again: "What about the remaining dozen or so quail? How are they divided?"

Wan Zhen'er's heart tightened, this is something that shouldn't be done, it doesn't matter whether the crown prince eats or not, it's all his share, the master's food is eaten by the slaves, it's hard to say: "If you go back to the mother, if you can't support it, you will eat it." They ate them separately, and there were two or three strong quails, which were seen by His Royal Highness the other day, and they thought it was fun, so they were kept in the greenhouse."

Empress Dowager Sun asked again: "Did the prince eat the 20-year-old Xianghuang that Jiangnan paid tribute to?"

The book implicitly shows that Laoxianghuang is pickled bergamot with honey and licorice, which has the effect of clearing phlegm and fire, relieving cough and asthma, and it is also delicious.

Wan Zhen'er: "On the day it was delivered, the prince had a cough, so he cut a small piece and ate it. It was effective at that time. His Highness thought it was delicious, and wanted to ask for more. The nuns said that the medicine should not be taken too much, so they just cut a piece of it. Small pieces, and save the rest. Later, when His Highness heard that it was made of Buddha's hand, he grabbed the Buddha's hand and took a bite, crying bitterly for half an hour. We beat the Buddha's hand before His Highness gave up."

Empress Dowager Sun was almost overjoyed and asked again: "Is Jianshen kicking in the night without a quilt?"

"Who are the nuns with him? I'll watch outside. When I get up at night to watch, I don't seem to kick the quilt."

"Get up." Queen Mother Sun was a little satisfied: "Why do you eat so fat?"

Wan Zhen'er said: "My family is poor, so I can't see wasting food. The cakes, preserved fruits, and leftovers that the prince doesn't want to eat after taking a bite, I pack up and eat."

"Could it be that others dislike the prince's leftover cakes and throw them away?" Queen Mother Sun recalled carefully. When I was a court lady, if you could give me the prince's two bites, I would like it very much.

Wan Zhen'er said honestly: "That's not true, it's just that others can't rob me."

In one sentence, everyone in the room laughed.

Empress Dowager Sun was also happy, and nodded at her: "You are the overlord of the Eastern Palace!"

Wan Zhen'er was a little embarrassed, and laughed loudly: "It all depends on your mother's favor."

The two little princes studied earnestly for half an hour, just like putting frogs and rabbits under their buttocks, they moved up and down, left and right, couldn't sit still, and wanted to sneak out.

Zhu Qiyu was really impatient, he let out a sigh and waved his hands: "Go, go, don't stay here."

The two little chubby boys jumped off the couch hand in hand, and ran away in a flash.

Empress Dowager Sun stretched out her hand and said, "Come, come to grandma."

The two little ones threw themselves into her arms together, chattering and screaming sweetly.

Empress Dowager Sun touched the two warm little bald heads, and then shook the little prince, who was so fat that he couldn't move at all: "Are you hungry?"

The two chubby princes said in unison: "Okay~hungry~ah~"

Empress Dowager Sun winked, and the palace servants brought up two bowls of quail soup. The milky white soup was filled with small shelled quail eggs and a little bit of minced meat. Some goji berries were sprinkled on top of the soup—the goji berries are gone. The meat inside is just shredded goji berry meat, which is exquisite and beautiful.

Zhu Jianji: "Ahhhhhhh~" being fed quail soup spoonful by spoonful by the nanny.

Zhu Jianshen only took a sip, then turned his head with his mouth flat: "No, no, no, no!"

Empress Dowager Sun was relieved now, and turned her head to whisper to Zhang Shouyi: "Don't stay in the palace with that person."

She secretly came to file a complaint, saying that Wan Zhen'er had robbed the prince of the quail and refused to give him a bite. She drank the soup herself and fried the rest of the quail. The prince wanted to eat, but she refused to give it to him.The Ai family was so angry that they thought the little prince had been treated so harshly. Well, the Ai family knew that Wan Zhener was a good boy: "Give Wan Zhener what the prince doesn't eat."

Wan Zhen'er thanked her kindly, avoided going out and drank this small bowl—a bowl of quail soup about the size of a teacup, with two small quail eggs in it, which was just a matter of two mouthfuls.

Zhu Jianshen grabbed a small noodle peach filled with red bean paste, and his face was covered with red bean paste.

Empress Dowager Sun nodded his lips: "Little Cat."

Zhu Jianji laughed: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

In the blink of an eye, it was the New Year, and the little princes were dressed even more fancyly, with bright red dresses, blue brocade trousers, and tiger-toed shoes. They wore golden blessing bracelets on their wrists, and big longevity locks on their chests.

The little prince looked so round and cute, with a plump face, pink skin, big eyes, black and white, with long eyelashes that all children have, and a little rouge mole on the brow, especially cute.Holding a candied haws, watching the juggling troupe called into the palace during the Chinese New Year.

Wan Zhen'er was wearing a padded jacket and followed behind him, following every step.

This new year is a happy one, and the end of the new year will be the second year of Jingtai.

In the spring of this year, Wan Zhen'er was practicing calligraphy when suddenly there was no wind on the door curtain. She looked up and a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

"Master."

Fourth Sister Wen waved her hands with a smile: "Yo, my good apprentice is practicing calligraphy, and your writing is not bad."

"Why did Master come here suddenly? Is there anything going on in the palace?"

"It's all right, I'm just curious about what Zhu Jianshen looks like, come and have a look." She walked to the table and looked at the writing on the paper, it was a regular script, well-proportioned and thin, crisp and straight, with strong bones, Willow body tightly knotted.Wen Si picked up a pen and wrote a line of cursive script: "One heart in one's life, a hero fighting wine."

Wan Zhen'er was surprised: "Master's calligraphy is really beautiful, and this word is also good."

Wen Si was secretly proud, yes, I have lived for hundreds of years, no matter how three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, the training time is longer than ordinary people.

Ah, the little prince is so cute, he looks like Shi Xiaolong from Wulongyuan, so cute. "You look better and better."

Wan Zhen'er touched her face, a little bit shy: "I'm getting fatter again, what's the use of being good-looking or not in the palace, the good-looking ones are favored by the emperor, and then buried with them, and the bad-looking ones do rough work when they get old and throw them out to live on their own Self-destruction, alas. Thanks to me following the crown prince, these two outcomes have nothing to do with me. After a few years, when the crown prince grows up, I will be released from the palace to marry someone."

Wen Si raised his eyebrows wretchedly: "What's the matter, miss a man?"

"No! Master~ Don't talk nonsense."

"Hee hee hee, what's the matter, let me tell you..." Wen Siyu stopped here, because she forgot the standard answer written in the serious book, and thought hard for a long time: "Since the woman came After the water, the body began to react, which is very normal. If there is no Gui water and there is no reaction, then it is sick. Let me tell you... (omitting the small lecture on puberty)... Hey, why are you unhappy? Is it because of What the teacher said is too exciting?"

Wan Zhen'er pursed her lips, and sighed: "Brother Cheng En and Xu Yue'e have married into each other."

Cheng En is the most handsome eunuch in the entire Compassionate Ning Palace!

Fair skin, good facial features, without beard, looks more gentle and delicate, and he is also a good person.

Wen Si didn't know who it was, but she knew the history: "Don't worry, your better days are yet to come."

Your little boyfriend is not weaned yet 23333~

While laughing, she took out two big red peaches from her sleeve: "Here."

"Ah, where do you get such good peaches? There are none in the palace."

Wen Siyi shook his hands: "Tsk tsk, you forgot that I'm a fairy~"

Wan Zhen'er feels ashamed, every time she thinks of her master, she always thinks that she is probably the Stove King's grandma, that's why she is dark and fat.As for the immortals, they should be white and thin, floating like immortals.

"If you have nothing to do, teach the prince how to practice martial arts." Wen Si walked away like a fairy. It is needless to elaborate on being invited by certain gods with status to be responsible for setting up the banquet.

In April (lunar calendar), when the grass grows and the warblers fly, the emperor has nothing to do, so he takes his son and nephew to catch crickets in the Imperial Garden: "When your grandfather was alive, he liked fighting crickets very much." When the emperor went to see himself and his mother outside the palace, he kept talking about the hardships and bewilderment of his mother in the past, and also talked about the various crafts of cricket pots... He started to talk, and looked down: "Where is the person?"

The prince ran away chasing a big butterfly, and Zhu Jianji followed him and ran away together.

Followed by them are Wan Zhen'er and Xiao Huo Zhe.

The small fire hunters turned over rocks, pulled bushes, dug holes in the ground, and looked for crickets everywhere.

The emperor put his hands behind his back, looked at the two carefree cubs, and sighed. Recently, the Wala people seemed to intend to let his brother back... If his brother came back, the prince would be more than just a prince.well.The young man didn't know what it was like to be sad... He watched the tall court lady reach out her hand like lightning, pinch the butterfly's wings, and held it in front of the prince.

The prince took it contentedly, held it in his hand and looked left and right.

Zhu Jianji has learned a lot of words recently, and he also understands their meaning, pointing at Wan Zhen'er and shouting: "Tall and strong!" He is tall, big and strong!

The prince was stunned, let go of the butterfly, and laughed quackily: "Zhuang Zhuang!" He was quite smug, I called her Zhuang Zhuang earlier than you, I am really knowledgeable!Know everything, hee hee hee.

Wan Zhen'er rubbed her forehead, and vaguely agreed: "Yeah."

Zhu Jianji ran after the dragonfly again, and the little firemen quickly caught the dragonfly, found a string and tied it, and let him play with it.

A few days later, the emperor took the two of them to fly a kite together again.

As for Zhu Qizhen's other sons, hehe, no one cared about them, and they were brought up by their own mothers.