Pingnan Prince's Mansion by Men

There are many reasons why the young mistress is not favored.

After eating and drinking enough, she walked around the yard twice. Encouraged by Aunt Hai, Zhao Xiyi went to the back room to see her two daughters and two charming concubines.

It's a pity that no matter how charming the two concubines are, they won't have any romantic stories with Zhao Xiyi at this time. The two daughters are ordinary children, and Zhao Renhe is a different concept. Yes, one cried and pulled....

It's really a good time to leave, and a disappointment to return.

Looking back, she is still Aunt Hai, a woman from a good family who can raise children.

As a result, the two concubines didn't get any benefits, on the contrary, they made the third young master hate them.

Turning around, she followed Aunt Hai to the main room without even looking at the two of them. In fact, both of them knew that pestering the third young master at this time was courting death.

How did Cuihuan, who died two years ago, die?Which of these concubines in the backyard don't remember?

It’s just that the old prince kept his filial piety for 27 months; the princess’s filial piety must also be 27 months. After such a flash, the situation of four or five years will be gone!

They are also grown up, they have a daughter as a fart, and a son as a backer!

Look, it's also a concubine, even if Aunt Hai came from a good family, she was able to live up to her expectations and gave birth to a son.

They failed to live up to expectations and gave birth to a daughter who lost money.

The resentment of the two concubines was soaring to the sky!

On Aunt Hai's side, at noon, Zhao Renhe insisted on sleeping with Zhao Xiyi, the scumbag father. If it was night, he wouldn't pester the scumbag father. What if the scumbag wanted to find a woman to have sex with?

But it's still okay during the day, he wants to have a good relationship with his scumbag father when he was young.

Although the scumbag father is very scumbag emotionally, he slowly felt a little bit of the scumbag father's personality. He is a father who claims to be romantic and suave, but he has the sourness of a literati, but he is in the army, so he is still There is so much indecision.

He is a literati, but also a well-connected household, and he is also indecisive.

It's no wonder that he has been the clerk of the fifth grade for ten years, and he hasn't moved a nest until now.

So Zhao Renhe took advantage of his childhood and followed him to cultivate a father-son relationship, so that he could take care of his mother and son.

Otherwise, who would he and his mother expect to go?

"Daddy...Daddy..." Before Zhao Renhe closed his eyes and fell asleep, he was still tugging at his scumbag's sleeve, muttering in his mouth.

The scumbag's heart softened in a mess.

This is his third son, the third eldest like him, and also a concubine.

Although the two daughters are the youngest children, there is a difference between a man and a woman; the second is not as close to him as the third.

Holding her soft little son who smelled like milk, Zhao Xiyi took a good nap in this mood.

After waking up, there was Aunt Hai's tea that had been brewed by someone, and the temperature was just right.

After drinking a cup of tea, Aunt Wanghai fed Zhao Renhe half a bowl of rotten pumpkin porridge.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Xiyi took a simple copy of "Hundred Surnames" in her hand, and hugged Zhao Renhe: "Come on, Daddy asks you, Tantai Gongye, Zongzheng Puyang. Chunyu Shanyu, grand uncle Shentu?"

"Gongsun Zhongsun, Xuanyuan Linghu. Zhongli Yuwen, Changsun Murong. Xianyu Luqiu, Situ Sikong..." Zhao Renhe continued to recite in a childish voice.

At this time, Nanny Li barged in abruptly: "Third Young Master, Aunt Hai, the members of Xu San's family are here outside, Third Young Mistress, please go."

Nanny Li's complexion is not very good-looking.

"When is this? She's still jealous here." Zhao Xiyi, who was in a good mood, was in a bad mood when she was disturbed.

"No, third young master, um, Xu San's family said...that His Majesty...is dead!" After Nanny Li said this, her legs went limp.

He fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"What!" The third young master, Zhao Xiyi, is not one of these servants. When it comes to the emperor, his majesty, etc., he admires him very much. Although he also respects the emperor very much, he is a scholar after all. He has been to Beijing, passed the Jinshi examination, and met the emperor. .

Hearing the news, he stood up suddenly.

"It's true!" Nanny Li's legs were soft and her face was pale: "The third young lady is waiting for you."

"Let's go!" The third young master didn't love his son anymore, he put his son in front of Aunt Hai, put on his boots and left, like a gust of wind, he was more nervous than knowing that his ancestor was dead.

087 National Funeral

087 National Funeral

Zhao Renhe looked at Nanny Li, he had never seen Nanny Li like this after his master died. It seems that this ancient person is an ancient person, and the emperor is really the supreme existence in their minds.

For the modern Zhao Renhe, this is a bit unbelievable.

It is really a mystery that a feudal emperor can make these hundreds of millions of people so awed.

In this era, there is not even a radio, and the government's government orders are probably passed on to the county level, towns, villages, that is, when taxes and food are collected, they will be sent to the homes of ordinary people, oh, and conscription when.

In addition, after Zhao Renhe came here, the farthest road he walked was this second courtyard, and he moved from Jingzhe Residence to Hanlu Residence.

This is the farthest he has moved.

He didn't come here on foot, he was hugged by Nanny Li, and sat in a small soft sedan chair carried by two healthy women, from the Jingzhe Residence in the Spring Courtyard to the Hanlu Residence in the Winter Courtyard.

How long have you been gone?

He didn't remember anything, he only knew that after sleeping, he went from the back room of Jingzhe Residence to the main room of the second entrance courtyard of Hanlu Residence.

By the time he was four years old, he hadn't even been out in the backyard.

It can be said that he has not even crossed the threshold of the backyard gate of the palace.

He is young, there is no way, so far, he doesn't know, what era is this?

Look at the clothing style of the family, right?It should be Ming Dynasty.

But what about the cost of food and clothing?It should be the Qing Dynasty, because he ate vegetables such as potatoes, corn, sweet potatoes, pumpkins, and peppers, which is very close to modern times.

It's all guesswork, and it's impossible for him to ask his scumbag father, what era is this?

Forget about my mother, she is just like me.

Don't look at her as an adult, but she is in her twenties, and she hasn't even been outside the boundaries of Pingnan Mansion.

Asking her about the country's next year number and so on is simply asking for a fish on a tree.

So he can only hold back like this. Fortunately, he is only four years old and has plenty of time.

It was Aunt Hai who hugged her son and looked at Nanny Li: "Is the emperor dead?"

"Grandma, if you want to say that you are dead, the emperor is dead." Nanny Li was still sitting on the ground.

Aunt Hai hurriedly called Cui'er and Hong'er to come over: "Help the nanny, sit down and rest first, this is a big deal."

"Yes...it's a big event." Nanny Li looked pale and flustered.

The same is true for other people, yes, this is the emperor who passed away, an emperor who is older than his own old prince.

With the news that came in the afternoon, the entire palace was hung up in the evening.

Fortunately, the palace is also in mourning period, and the whole palace is not happy. It used to be hung with white lanterns, but now they are all hung with white, like it is snowing.

This time, even Aunt Hai had to wear white flowers on her head. Children like Zhao Renhe were all dressed in white, not to mention wearing hemp and mourning.

He was hugged by Nanny Li again, followed behind the scumbag, went to the ancestral hall, and cried bitterly, to prove that the Pingnan Palace was also very sad for losing the emperor.

Zhao Renhe is still young, and he is the fourth generation, well, from now on, he is the fourth generation, plus he is a bastard, so he is kneeling on a prayer rug outside the gate of a very solemn palace-like building, After a few wailings, it was over.

However, the emperor passed away, and the world became plain.

The royal family has to wear mourning for 27 days, because the emperor cannot be in mourning for 27 months, so the royal family is "replacing the month with the day" and has to wear mourning for 27 days.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, so since ancient times there has been no saying that the emperor keeps filial piety.

However, in order to show filial piety as an example for the world, the emperor had to observe filial piety for 27 days.

Clans have to observe filial piety for half a year; officials' families have to observe filial piety for one year; common people have to observe filial piety for two years.

Counting the period of mourning, you can save enough for 27 months. During this period of filial piety, although you don’t have to be a vegetarian, you must be a vegetarian for the first half of the year, and you can eat some vegetarian meat for the second half of the year.

It's something made of vegetarian meat.

And there can be no children!

This is a national funeral!

Worse than a family mourning!

National mourning and family filial piety, double down, this time, the palace will stop.

Because during this period, you can't drink and eat meat, and you can't enjoy opera, play, or courteous prostitutes.

Even sleeping concubines and maids at home, you have to be careful not to make a child.

If ordinary people can't control their belts during this period, they will end up being caught in hard labor.

If honorable officials make such a thing happen, then wait for the higher-ups to question them.

Even the House of Generals, at least for the first half of the year, should be more careful.

After waiting for half a year, the new king will ascend the throne, and the conditions will be looser. As long as you survive, it will be over.

This matter is of great importance, not everyone dares to take the risk of being ransacked and wiped out their ancestors, and those who don't follow the rules, let alone the ordinary people have a respect for the existence of the Son of Heaven.

What's more, this matter is related to the future of officials. Anyone who dares to make mistakes at this time will not want to be an official.

The whole house fell silent.

Seven days later, the great sacrifice was over, and another 20 days later, the Xiaobu white flags were removed, but the white lanterns were still hanging, and the meals were all vegetarian. This time, not only the masters, but also all the servants That's all.

Aunt Hai ate the greasy food on the table: "This time I can save money in the mansion."

"That's right!" Nanny Li picked up a chopstick of fried cabbage sum noodles absently: "I heard that all chicken, duck and fish meat are not dipped, and all the offerings are sent to the army, where there is no need to avoid meat. "

So they were all sent to the army.

"It's been a few years? There's not a single bit of meat left, and they're all about to become rabbits!" Aunt Hai herself was not worried: "Xiaohe is still growing up."

"Don't worry about this. The dishes at home look sober now. After ten days and a half months, I will cook vegetarian dishes and meat. Although I can't see the smell of meat, it doesn't prevent me from adding more meat oil." Vegetarian oil, that's just for show In fact, which dish does not contain some meat oil?

Not to mention anything else, just talk about the clear soup and cabbage in the meals of Pingnan Wang and Wangfei.

The soup looks like a clear soup, but in fact, the whole chicken skeleton, mutton bones, and whole fish are boiled overnight in a large pot, until the meat is separated from the bones, and the fish bones in the soup pot are boiled. Now, stop the fire again, scoop out the contents with a strainer, and settle the remaining soup, take only the clear soup from the upper layer, put it in a casserole, and then put in the tenderest part of the cabbage heart.

After a little rolling, it can be taken out and poured into the soup pot, and a "clear soup cabbage" that looks like a clear soup with little water comes out.

Of course, you can also put tofu and white radish in it, which is called "three whites in clear soup".

If vermicelli is added to the casserole, it is called casserole stewed with four whites.

The dishes made here look light, plain, and taste good, and they can still make the master drink half a bowl of soup.

It seems that the prince and princess are conservative, simple, and caring.

The chefs in the palace's kitchen are all proficient in these small tricks, but the meals that can be prepared with this kind of thinking are probably not something that Aunt Hai can enjoy.

"As long as it doesn't delay my son, I don't care about the rest." Aunt Hai was big-hearted: "What's not to eat? In the early years, I didn't even have to eat a rotten vegetable leaf."

"Auntie, you are open-minded." Nanny Li lowered her head, a little worried.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing her like this, Aunt Hai couldn't help but asked with concern, "But what's the matter?"

"My family has been away for many days. It's a big funeral and he's a filial piety. I don't see him coming back. I'm worried." Nanny Li said: "These days my boy is being watched by his aunt."

"I haven't asked about your family's situation yet." Taking this opportunity, Aunt Hai held her son in her arms and asked Nanny Li with concern: "What's going on? Based on your knowledge, you shouldn't be reduced to this. "

This question will have to be asked sooner or later, and Aunt Hai took the opportunity to ask it.

Zhao Renhe didn't even eat food. He thought the same as his mother. Sooner or later, this issue will be clarified. Regardless of whether what Nanny Li said is true or not, at least she will explain it to herself and her mother.

"It's a long story to talk about this matter." Nanny Li sighed: "The servant girl was originally the personal servant girl of a daughter of a high-ranking official in Beijing. The handsome appearance is not the kind of coquettish person. What the lady meant back then was that she wanted the slaves to marry the young lady as a dowry and give her a firm favor. However, the master was careless as an official, and his political opponents caught him. A memorial was sent to report on the master. The whole family followed suit, only those who went bankrupt redeemed the masters and young masters from the prison, and the family who was betrothed to the young lady also divorced. He was well-bred, so he sold it for a high price. At that time, the servant was passing by and saw that the servant was okay, so he bought it. After returning to the palace, he married the servant and had a child. I just wanted to be a nanny. The slaves were originally married from outside, so they can’t be counted as having children. In this circle of people, they were quite excluded. It's an "outsider"!"

Nanny Li's experience sounds flawless.

Even if the two of them want to prove it... they must have the ability.

It is true that Aunt Hai is a half-hearted master, but she has no one available, a real brother, who is still alive and dead.

Looking for the third young master?

That's even more impossible.

Zhao Renhe is a man, but he is too young, four and a half years old, what can he do?

Still wearing crotch pants!

I can't even take care of myself.

But Aunt Hai's face remained unchanged, she just wiped her tears with red eyes: "They're all about the same, they're all about the same, luckily, you've become a good lady, better than me."

You can wear red in the main room, right red!

The concubine's room can only be pink, and she won't be able to use the right color for the rest of her life.

Nanny Li smiled: "That's right, slave girl is lucky, if there is such misfortune, I don't know where I will end up."

Maybe because she was afraid that Nanny Li would think of something unhappy, after Zhao Renhe patted her hand secretly, Aunt Hai took the initiative to change the subject: "Then your son is five years old?"

She remembered that he was one year older than her son, and his son had been fed Nanny Li's milk, and his nurse brother had just quit breastfeeding.

He is already one year old, can eat some complementary food, and no longer sucks milk. In this way, the woman who is a nurse will not secretly breastfeed her son and neglect the little master.

This is one of the criteria for a big family to choose a wet nurse.

That is the nanny's child, who must be weaned from breastfeeding!

088 Milk Brothers Literate Together

088 Milk Brothers Literate Together

"Yes, he is five years old this year, and he looks strong. The servant will also teach him some things. I hope that in the future, I can follow the third grandson and become a servant, a book boy, a regular follower, so that the servant can feel at ease. "Nurse Li used to be very shy about talking about her son, but this time she was very enthusiastic: "When the third grandson is three or five years old, it's time to start school. When the time comes, let him carry the third grandson. with something."

"That's his baby brother, and it's no different from a real brother. It's settled like this. With his baby brother accompanying me, I can feel at ease." Aunt Hai was very friendly, and asked about Nanny Li's son. what's the situation?

According to Nanny Li, this nurse brother is one year older than Zhao Renhe, and he is thick and thick. Unlike Zhao Renhe, he is a little thin after all. Although he is well-raised, he is not as strong as the children of the aborigines.

And the child of the servant, that is, the child of the family.

Nanny Li also has her husband's younger sister, her own younger sister, but because her younger sister is plain and honest, when she was choosing a maid, she didn't give her any favors, so the housekeeper didn't choose her. Let her stay at home for more than ten years, and now she is 15 years old and Ji, what Li Nanny's husband means is that she is going to get married.

Nanny Li's husband's surname is He, and he is called Manager He Er. He is the manager of poultry management in the outer court. He is in charge of all the poultry sent to the palace from various places. He occasionally goes outside to inspect the property under the name of the palace. Are those farmers who raise poultry dedicated?

The poultry in the Wangfu is not only chickens, ducks and geese, but also pigeons, quails, pheasants and ducks hunted in the mountains; and gray geese, wild geese, wild ducks and other wild birds in previous years.

In addition to these, there are also various eggs that must be collected and supplied to the palace.

Naturally, the prince's mansion picks the best ones, followed by the prince's reward, which is a big deal.

Her son is called He Dagen.

The sister-in-law's name is He Hua, and the surname "He" is not her husband's original surname. Her husband's grandfather was the head of the village where the princess married, and his father was the shopkeeper of the dowry shop for the princess. He is now in the palace. There is a fat job, but both grandfather and father have passed away, and He Er is left to support at home, and there is no promotion from the elders, so he finally climbed to the position of manager by himself.

"He Er? Then there should be a He Da?" Aunt Hai and Zhao Renhe mother and son both had puzzled expressions on their faces, and they were in sync!

"His elder brother passed away when he went out once." Li NaiNiang said: "Now it's just him and the sister-in-law, the servant girl, who is a bit delicate..."

To put it bluntly, it's a bit silly!

If you come to the master like this, you will be beaten out, so you might as well find a rich man to marry.

IQ is not material for climbing a bed, and her looks are not suitable for being a concubine.

If you honestly raise them until you reach adulthood, then you can marry them.

"So it's like this!" Aunt Hai patted Zhao Renhe: "Okay, the meal is ready, let's go play."

"Oh, I'm going to the yard." Zhao Renhe slid off his mother's body obediently, walked out of the restaurant step by step, went to the veranda in the yard, walked around in circles, digested the food, and left in a while When he was tired, Nanny Li would wipe his body with a hot towel and coax him to take a nap when he returned home.

I don't usually see Nanny Li mentioning her family, why is it so abnormal this time?

Also, Nanny Li usually doesn't mention her son. Although she goes back every now and then, she never stays at home overnight.

Although Aunt Hai's management is strict, she is absolutely not stingy with the rest she deserves.

Just like Tweety, my wife is a son of a respectable family. The third day and the eighteenth of every month are the days when Tweety rests.

There is no need to wait in front of you.

The fourth day and the nineteenth day are Hong'er's holidays.

Everyone else has it too, even the little girl's.

Especially Nanny Li, she can go home at any time, because Aunt Hai regrets that she is also a mother, and the child is so young.

She mentioned bringing the child several times, but Nanny Li just didn't agree.

Why are you so active now?

Until he finished digesting, when he went back, Nanny Li wiped his body with a hot towel, changed into comfortable clothes, and took a nap while lying down, without thinking about it.

But in the days that followed, they still kept their filial piety, and they lived in a dull manner. Time passed negligently, and in a blink of an eye, the national mourning faded a lot.

It is heard that the new emperor of Beijing will ascend the throne in three months. The new emperor needs to be congratulated by all the officials. King Pingnan sent his son and his concubine to Beijing with rich gifts.

The son and concubine only brought their eldest son Zhao Xiu, Zi Xiwen, his eldest daughter-in-law Zhao Sun and their eldest son Zhao Hai, twenty regular attendants, fifty carts, and two hundred personal guards. As well as those of some maids and old maids, thousands of horses and horses marched northward.

Everyone in the palace is envious and jealous!

Especially the third young mistress, she originally wanted to go, for this matter, she flattered the imperial concubine for half a month, went out early and returned late every day, and went to the Chunyuan to show her courtesy.

As a result, the concubine didn't even consider taking her with her!

When everyone left, the third young lady threw a lot of things angrily.

The third young master also ran to the barracks in embarrassment, this family really couldn't stay any longer!

What the hell is going on outside?

Zhao Renhe didn't know, and couldn't understand, he was just a four-and-a-half-year-old doll.

However, the scumbag father returned to the palace after Liqiu, and it is estimated that the army is not going well, or his work ability is limited, his wife is ashamed, and he has no way to change his wife.

But the scumbag is still indifferent to his aunt, but likes him as always.

Not only taught him to read in person, but also brought him a stack of copybooks written by himself.

"Daddy, what is this?" Zhao Renhe really didn't know these things. At this time, the skin of his four-year-old child would be useful, so just ask if you don't understand.

"This is Bianhong." Zhao Xiyi hugged her son patiently and carefully said: "Teach you something to practice writing."

Is this the drawing of red?

Zhao Renhe's eyes widened.

Miaohong means that children use a brush dipped in ink to draw and write on the red mold. In ancient times, there was a saying that "first draw red, then post".

This is when children in ancient times learned brush calligraphy for the first time, they copied it on a kind of practice paper printed with red regular characters.

It's called Bianhong.

The thing in front of me looks a bit old, it's something my scumbag wrote a long time ago, but... there must be some reason, it's useless!

Take it out for him now.

Tracing red, an ancient traditional calligraphy practice method, refers to copying on paper with red characters or hollow red characters. It is one of the best training methods for beginners to learn to write.

When practicing brush calligraphy, there are red characters, and every other page is red standard block characters, with a thin transparent paper on it. Calligraphers who practice calligraphy trace the red characters, called tracing red, which is basically rare now.

And the script used here is not italics, but similar to Guange style.

Pavilion style refers to the elegant and solemn style popular in pavilions.

To be precise, Guange refers to the official office in charge of books, classics and compilation of national history. This kind of institution began in the Song Dynasty, and the Hanlin Academy in Ming and Qing Dynasties was also called Guange.

There was a slight difference, but Zhao Renhe couldn't tell otherwise.

Just because I was young, I didn't understand, so I asked: "Daddy, what is this? Is it a word? How come it looks different from the words in the book my nanny showed me?"

"I didn't grow the characters myself, I wrote them." Zhao Xiyi smiled: "This is called Taige Style."

After Zhao Renhe heard this, his face was confused, but he was shocked in his heart.

Isn't it a pavilion style?

Does he remember the pavilion style?

"In the early Ming Dynasty, Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang and Chengzu Zhu Di, two generations of emperors, because of their personal preferences, they all vigorously advocated calligraphy, and the study of calligraphy flourished for a while. Chengzu issued an edict to invite people who are good at calligraphy in the country to gather in the Imperial Academy, doubly favored In the Ming Dynasty, when the examination papers were selected for the examinations, regular script was used to answer the examination papers, so as to ensure neatness. Those who did not write well, even if they were full of knowledge, would lose their names in Sun Shan." Those who get a scholar are those who have passed the Jinshi exam!

So he knew more about the inside story of the imperial examination: "This habit has been used to this day. Scholars only want to be correct and respectful when writing, horizontal and vertical, neat, and written like woodblock printing, especially official documents. Being laughed at."

Zhao Renhe understood that this was the Taige script that formed the Ming Dynasty, called "Taige style".

It probably has the same meaning as Guange style, anyway, it is what is needed for formal writing.

"Taige, originally refers to the Shangshu, because the Shangshutai is in the palace building, so it is called this." Zhao Xiyi looked yearning: "Later it was extended to the official name, official documents, official letters, mansion newspapers, etc. , use this type of font.”

Zhao Renhe nodded his head straight when he heard this: "Oh, I got it."

To put it bluntly, this Taige style is a kind of official style.

Its characteristic is that the font is square, bright and clean, jet black, and the size is the same.

The direct reason why the Taige style came into being was that the imperial court had to write the internal system (it was the emperor’s edict) and the external system (it was the imperial edict written by the Zhongshu institution), so it ordered the writers from all directions to enter the palace. Responsible for copying the imperial system, edict, jade, plaque, etc., especially those who wrote the internal system, and were awarded the post of Zhongshu Sheren.

"Xiaohe, you have to know that a Chinese character is his face. If your handwriting is not good-looking, no matter how smart you are, it will be useless." Zhao Xiyi taught her youngest son seriously: "From the beginning, you must learn to write well. When writing, don’t think about Feibai, cursive and so on, that’s not suitable for you.”

If you want to go further in the imperial examination, writing this word well is the first step.

"Daddy, can I ask my baby brother to study together?" Zhao Renhe took the opportunity to ask: "Auntie said, he will be my servant, book boy and regular follower in the future! Nanny Li will also feel relieved."

089 He Dagen

089 He Dagen

"Okay." It's a small thing.

What's more, Zhao Xiyi's baby brother is his constant follower, and he is also the leader who manages the six constant followers around him.

The monthly money is also very generous.

And when he was so old, he was with his milk brother, enlightened, read, and literate.

In a sense, milk brothers are closer than real brothers!

Because the brothers still have the possibility of competition, but the milk brothers are naturally loyal.

At this time, Brother Nai is more reliable than any loyal servant.

So Zhao Xiyi agreed without even thinking about it.

So the next day, Zhao Renhe met his milk brother.

He Dagen is a little boy who is about to be six years old.

But the body is tall and strong, the skin is a bit tanned, and the eyeballs are rolling around. It looks like a lively and active child.

Wearing a small navy blue dress, although he stood there motionless, he didn't look like a servile servant.

Because the children are still young, they have always grown up freely, and they don't have that wretched servant behavior.

Although Zhao Renhe has many cousins ​​of the same age, even cousins ​​of the same age, they rarely meet each other. When he was four years old, he only met a few cousins ​​of the same age. I can't tell the difference, let alone the name.

But this He Dagen is different, he is Nanny Li's own son, his eyes are a bit similar, and the other is his nose, they are all more handsome, looking a bit imposing.

However, his skin probably followed his father's, it was a little yellowish, and after being exposed to the sun a little bit, it was a little dark, and if he was not tan, he looked like a naughty boy.

Nanny Li looked at her son lovingly: "This is Dagen, Dagen, come, I have met my aunt and grandson."

He Dagen looked at Aunt Hai: "I've seen my aunt."

He glanced at the white and tender Zhao Renhe again: "I have seen the third grandson."

Little milk dolls can clasp their fists and bend over, and they don't have any manners to pay attention to, but children are born to be cute, and doing so will only look cute, not rude.

"Okay, okay, good boy, come here!" Aunt Hai also thinks this child is very good, first of all, he looks strong, his skin is a little darker, not as fair as ordinary small milk dolls, but the children of fishermen, especially male dolls, have grown up It's just running around on the beach with bare buttocks, and the sun is much darker than him.

The children in the palace are all white, tender and lovely. She has never seen such a kind child.

Standing there, the little boy who is so dark and not in autumn, feels happy just by looking at it.

"Aunt and grandma." He Dagen is simply a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, let the past pass by.

Zhao Renhe picked up a piece, his own snack, egg shortbread.

This egg croquette is a famous delicacy in Linyi. It is similar to multigrain pancakes, except that eggs are put into it. The heat is well controlled, and the egg croquettes are crispy and tender in the mouth, which is endless aftertaste.

The difference from ordinary pancakes is: egg crisps are more crispy.

More ingredients are used, which is very suitable for children to grind their teeth. Zhao Renhe eats two slices of egg shortbread every day, which is as big as an adult's palm. His egg shortbread today has just been served.

Zhao Renhe took a piece and handed it to He Dagen: "Brother, eat cake."

He Dagen looked at Zhao Renhe again, and found that the little doll looked soft and cute in vain and tender. He couldn't help grinning, showing a mouthful of milk teeth: "Yeah!"

He took the shortbread, put it in his mouth and took a bite...huh?

good to eat!

Zhao Renhe also took one, eat it!

When the two milk brothers met for the first time, they ate egg croquettes, and they ate them in competition. The two children finished eating croquettes.

They got together.

Zhao Renhe grabbed He Dagen's little black hand and said, "Hi, my name is Zhao Renhe, and I'm Nanny Li's nanny."

"Oh, my name is He Dagen, I'm He Er's son, and my mother is your nanny, so let's have the same mother's milk?" After all, He Dagen is still a child, and he doesn't have much distinction in his heart.

"Yes, we are brothers, you are older than me, you are my elder brother, and I am younger than you, my younger brother." Zhao Renhe said cheerfully: "From now on, we will study and read together."

He Dagen looked down at his baby brother's little fleshy paws, he had a different skin color from his own.

These two pairs of little fleshy claws were held together, black and white were distinct, but after hundreds of years of ups and downs, they never let go.

"Okay!" He Dagen nodded.

Zhao Renhe smiled cutely: "Then it's settled, I'll call you big brother from now on."

"That's not acceptable." Before He Dagen could speak, Nanny Li had already denied it: "It's okay to call him Dagen, or He's boy, and He Dagen, but you can't call him Brother."

When Nanny Li said this, her face was calm, but a trace of forbearance flashed in her eyes.

"I'm just yelling secretly." Zhao Renhe smiled sweetly: "No one will hear it. Besides, it's up to me how I like to yell."

"Nurse knows that Young Master Sansun doesn't underestimate people, but rules are rules..." Nanny Li said sadly, "Who made us servants."

A person of slavery has a humble status.

"Servants can also raise their status, take off their humble status and become a commoner." Aunt Hai said: "I asked the third young master, as long as you are willing, it is also possible to give the child a clean background in the future."

"You can, but with this kind of background, within three generations, you can't take the imperial examination. Only after three generations can you be eligible to take the imperial examination for reading, literacy." Nanny Li smiled: "Thank you for your importance to our mother and son. This child, in the future It will be fine if you can follow Young Master Third and take good care of Young Master Third."

That's what she said, but Nanny Li looked a little awkward.

Zhao Renhe knew in his heart that with Nanny Li's knowledge, his son would also be a slave to others, and would call himself "little" and "little" all his life, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

As for the "life experience" she mentioned, Zhao Renhe seriously suspects that she made it up!

However, he sees through but doesn't tell.

Seeing how Nanny Li looks like, she shouldn't come from a servant girl, but from a clean and good family, no, maybe from a family of officials and eunuchs... In the plot of the novel, is there such a plot?

It was all badly written!

It is said that art comes from life, and the ancients do not deceive me.

But Zhao Renhe performed very well. Originally, he lived in an era where everyone was equal for more than 30 years in his previous life. In this life, Aunt Hai is not that kind of rampant character. She is more like a person who lives in the wrong area. fisher girl.

What Aunt Hai likes most is not the delicacies that are made in the Wangfu with more than 20 or [-] processes. She likes to eat small fish sauce and shrimp sauce; The most common side dish in fishing villages.

It's a pity, her husband, or the third young master, doesn't like to eat stewed sea fish with bean paste.

Because the army camp also eats this all the year round.

What he likes to eat are some very particular dishes, or delicacies made of very precious ingredients.

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