[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

When the people who were qualified to present gifts to the emperor were busy preparing presents, the emperor suddenly decreed to take the fourth prince back to the palace.

This news was like water pouring into a frying pan, causing all parties to boil.

The third prince, Zhu Jing, has a weak personality, like the most docile sheep. He also had fantasies about the snipe and the clam fighting for the fisherman's profit, but this was just a thought.

Waking up from the dream, you have to face reality.

Even if the eldest prince and the second prince fight each other to death, even if he is helped to the throne, he can only be a puppet at the mercy of the courtiers.

His Yue's family is only a sixth-rank official, and in this place in the capital, he really can't do anything.Fortunately, he doesn't mind this. It is the greatest luck to be reincarnated as a prince. As long as he doesn't get involved in the vortex and doesn't fight or grab, he will be a proper prince no matter who is in the position. He will have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime. Most people would be happier.

Maybe the new emperor can reward him more because he is obedient and sensible!

Zhu Jing was half lying on the teacher's chair, basking in the warm sun, holding a hot teacup in his hand, very leisurely.

He only hoped that this younger brother would be easier to get along with than the second elder brother. Don't look at the second elder brother who always puts on a spring breeze, but every time he sees himself, the disdain in his eyes has never been less.

The second prince Zhu Rong, who was slandered by Zhu Jing, was discussing matters with his staff.

Excluding the first prince who was demoted to a commoner, there were only three grown-up sons of the emperor left. There was also a little Douding, who was less than two years old. It was still unknown whether he would live to adulthood, and almost no one regarded him as a threat.

Zhu Rong had a calm expression on his face, but the faint uneasiness in his heart was firmly suppressed by him.

Although he was the prince who received the most support from the courtiers, it was precisely this that made the emperor deeply afraid, otherwise he would not have suddenly taken the fourth prince back to the palace. It was obvious that he wanted to divide his power!

Zhu Rong squinted his eyes, looked at everyone in the study, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Father is getting old, and things are becoming more and more difficult to figure out."

What if in the end, the emperor insists on passing the throne to someone else?Do you really want to help others by yourself?How does this make him happy?

Wan Mingzhi lowered his head in thought, and then raised his head after a long while: "According to my humble opinion, Second Prince, you should win over more people's hearts. Half of the inclinations will make people jealous. What if it's all? That's a compromise. As long as the court is full of civil and military They are all on your side, even if the emperor is reluctant, so what?"

Wan Mingzhi smiled slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "If we reach that point, even if the emperor appoints another prince, we can still pull him down."

Zhu Rong narrowed his eyes and smiled, liking the prospect he described very much, nodded appreciatively, and quickly selected people who were capable and hadn't stood on his side. Not surprisingly, the first name that appeared It is Jia Yucun.

Wan Mingzhi and him had a tacit understanding, and they looked at each other, Zhu Rong sighed softly: "It seems that the previous method is not working, let's think about it."

On the day of Wanshou Festival, the princes and ministers gathered together to congratulate the emperor on his birthday.

Zhu Rong presented a fairy peach bonsai carefully carved from blood-red coral. Zhu Jing was not as eminent as him. Although the birthday gift also cost some money, it seemed quite satisfactory, and it was instantly outmatched.

To say that Zhu Yu was the most unlucky one. He only presented two Buddhist scriptures copied by himself, but the emperor liked it unexpectedly, praised him and encouraged him repeatedly.

Zhu Yu did well the first time he was encouraged by his father. He smiled shyly and looked at the emperor with longing and admiration in his eyes.

Maybe it was because of getting older, the emperor became more emotional, deeply moved by this scene, guessing that this son must be very short of money, and immediately announced in public that Zhu Yu would be admitted to the household department for training.

Zhu Yu showed a surprised expression, blushed slightly, and said modestly that he might not have the ability, and it would be bad if he missed the state affairs.

The emperor waved his hand: "You are my prince. You have been smart since you were a child. I have confidence in you. One hero and three helpers. You see, whoever has the talent can just ask him to help you. If it doesn't go well, just change it. "

This is to allow Zhu Yu to place his own people in the household department and develop his own power. Although no matter whether the prince or the minister has done or is doing such a thing, it is the first time that the emperor has said it in public. .

Zhu Yu thought for a while, then knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for your great love, my son, I will do my best. If there is something I didn't do well, please teach me more."

"Get up, good boy." The emperor was moved.

Zhu Yu's maternal ancestral family was once prominent, but now they are far away from the court. Zhu Yu, who has no power, no power, and no support, can only rely on himself wholeheartedly. The emperor enjoys this feeling very much and thinks he is still very useful. It's not like some people who only hope that he will die early so that he can make room for him.

Thinking of this, the emperor looked at Zhu Yu even more pleasingly, his eyes were full of kindness.

Zhu Rong sat on the sidelines and watched coldly, his hand holding the wine glass tightly, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and soon regained clarity...

Ate a plate of rare green vegetables at Mrs. Song's place, which Baochai never forgot.

In terms of food, she likes to mix meat and vegetables, and she can't do without any of them.Green vegetables in winter are expensive and difficult to buy, so she thought about getting some water to raise pea seedlings.

"Ying'er, go to the kitchen and ask Aunt Li for something, half a catty of peas, preferably new ones this autumn, not last year, a piece of clean gauze for steaming steamed buns, and a bamboo basket with a fine mesh. of."

Ying'er didn't know what she wanted to do, so she immediately asked, "Miss, do you want to eat peas? Or do you want to eat peas?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just go and get them." Baochai waved his hand, those things are available in the kitchen, but the pots are hard to find.

The washbasins in the west wing are all made of copper, and the number is fixed. Besides, she feels a little nervous about using these two basins for food.

The kitchen uses wooden basins, and there are not many of them. Unless they are broken, the housekeeper will be asked to add new ones.Baochai was a little worried, and looked left and right in the room, thinking about what to use instead.

Ying'er saw that she was worried, so she asked what else she was looking for.

"I'm looking for something to soak peas in."

You can't use a bowl for half a catty of peas. Ying'er rolled her eyes and said, "I remember there is a blue and white porcelain pot with a white background in the box. It was originally brought in by the master for the girl to raise fish. You don't like it, so I left it unused. I'm going to find it."

After finding out, Ying'er filled half of the water according to Baochai's instructions, and then soaked the selected pea seeds in it.

After soaking the hair overnight, put the bamboo basket into a celadon pot the next day, add a layer of water to the bottom of the pot, then fold the gauze into two layers, cover the bamboo basket tightly, and then put it in the backlight of the warm room to let it rest. set to wait.

Baochai was in high spirits, and watered the seeds two or three times a day, as if serving a baby.

Ying'er was curious, and pestered her to ask several times. Baochai deliberately put it off, saying that she would find out in a few days.

Jia Yucun rested in the West Wing every night, and he knew the layout very well. At first, he didn't notice this pot of things. He only discovered it after taking a bath one night and walking past it by accident.

After Baochai finished washing, as soon as he came out, he saw Jia Yucun squatting on the ground, the two layers of gauze covering the basin were removed, and he frowned.

"Hey, put it on quickly, you can't see the light yet!" Baochai hurried over to stop it.

"You made this?" Jia Yucun hurriedly turned his head when he heard the voice, and asked with a smile on his brows, "Is this pea? What did you do with it?"

Is Baochai playing around?But what's so fun about it, it's better to grow flowers.You can't just want to eat, right?He was taken aback by his conjecture, and immediately became serious: "It's best not to eat the sprouted seeds, they are poisonous."

Baochai pursed her lips and smiled, and stretched her head to take a look. The peas in the basket had sprouted a little. She carefully covered the gauze again, and said perfunctorily, "Don't ask so many questions first, and then I'll take a look." You'll find out in two days."

Ying'er pouted at the side, isn't this the way to deal with her?

As long as it doesn't go into the stomach, Jia Yucun will let her toss about it. After all, she is still a little worried, and reminds Ying'er: "Look carefully, this thing must never go into your mouth."

Two days later, the bean sprouts grew bigger and bigger, and their color changed from light yellow to crisp green. Baochai removed the gauze and moved the pot to the window sill to let them fully absorb the light.

Looking from a distance, a pot of green seedlings is full of vitality and growing gratifyingly. Jia Yucun was taken aback when he saw it, and walked around the pot for a long time, saying: "It's growing too fast, why don't you move it to my study? It can make up a scene. Although it is not as good as Narcissus, it is barely considered a rare commodity."

"It's a beautiful idea." Baochai's face was full of complacency, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in growing vegetables and eating by himself, "This is not a bonsai, it is for eating, not for viewing. I reckon, in a couple of days The day will be harvested."

Jia Yucun immediately became cautious, with a dignified expression, and persuaded her earnestly: "You can only eat pea seedlings planted in the soil. You poured them with water. They are different. Who do you see eating sprouted potatoes? That thing will It makes people diarrhea."

Just as Baochai was about to defend himself, Jia Yucun hurriedly said, "I know that the family is short of vegetables recently, so tomorrow I will instruct the housekeeper to buy more, and I promise I won't lose you."

Baochai's cheeks were bulging with anger, and she couldn't explain it clearly to him. Adhering to the principle that facts speak louder than words, she kept her mouth shut and planned to eat it for him at that time, and to test for herself that it was not poisonous, so that he would be dumb. Speechless, willing to bow down.

These pots of bean seedlings will soon grow to four or five inches long, and they will grow old if they are kept any longer, and the taste is not crispy, so Baochai waited until Jia Yucun returned home, and carefully pinched them in front of Jia Yucun. Six down.

"You wait, I'll go to the kitchen to boil it now and prove it to you."

Baochai's face was full of eagerness, and Jia Yucun couldn't hold back, so he had to abandon the idea of ​​a gentleman staying away from the kitchen, and heeled up.