Convinced by the crying bag beauty

Chapter 104 Ome 3

Spring in Kyoto starts with coolness in the cold, with a faint fragrance of flowers in the coolness. From February to March, not only the winter jasmine is in full bloom, but also other flowers of various colors are competing for beauty.

Yu Zhi was mourning for his father at home, dressed in soft linen clothes, his whole body was clean, he was plump and had just taken out of the pot the white round glutinous rice balls, but his small face lost a lot of flesh in a few months.

Seeing her kneeling in front of the adult's spirit without saying a word, the nurse was suddenly overwhelmed with sourness.

Her young lady is very sensible. She is six years old, and the child as big as bean sprouts once lost his father. He didn't cry for his father like ordinary children, except for crying and fainting once during the twelfth lunar month. Hardly bothering.He can even comfort Madam with soft words.

Thinking of the taciturn wife in Lian Yue, Mrs. Zhao sighed in a low voice.Madam is an excellent wife with a gentle and virtuous disposition. She never conceited her status to give the servants a cold face. She is a kind woman. It is a pity that she did not have a husband who loved her wholeheartedly in her early twenties.

Coming from a famous family, the daughter of the Prime Minister's concubine, no matter how extraordinary the family background is, it is admirable, and it is pitiful to be a widow at a young age.

Zhao usually did not dare to show the slightest bit of sympathy, and she was cautious in her words and deeds for fear of making mistakes, but slowly she found that Madam didn't care about these things at all - she didn't care whether others saw her as pitiful or not, and she didn't care about gossip with good intentions or malicious ones.

How many years back in the Great Yan Dynasty, women were not allowed to remarry.

After His Majesty succeeded to the throne, this old bad habit was abolished, and the shackles wrapped around the ankles of women in the world were untied. After the death of a woman, the period of mourning for her husband was changed from three years to one year. Not to blame.

The wife is far fresher and more beautiful than the Begonia flower, and the great Fanghua spends her days guarding the tablet of her deceased husband. Not to mention that Liu Xiang loves her daughter, outsiders will feel unbearable when they see it.

Madam's current sadness is real.

After finishing the funeral, Shangshu's mansion began to thank guests behind closed doors. One large and one small in the family wore sackcloth and filial piety, and there was no laughter in the mansion for a long time.

Fortunately, the wife took the lady as her life, and the child was in a sad mood for a long time, which was not good for the body and mind. The mother and daughter comforted each other and survived.

At the end of March, Liu Boyan took off her plain body, and changed into a dark black shirt with white flowers on the front, a wooden hairpin slanted in her hair, plain clothes, and a clear face.

Yu Zhi lost his father and didn't want to lose his mother again, so he was extraordinarily well-behaved when facing his mother.

Seeing her change, Liu Boyan felt pain in her heart. She took out a brand new dark blue dress and dressed her daughter. She couldn't help but patted her little head: "Shouxiao is not in your heart, why don't you smile at Auntie?"

Yu Zhi thought for a while and raised a smiling face at her, it was no longer as bright as before, but it was the limit of what this child could do.

She felt sad, hugged her daughter and sighed softly: "My mother's good Zhizhi."

……

With Yu Wen gone, Liu Boyan's mother and daughter lost their cherished relatives, and Ji Ying lost her trusted servant forever.

But the dead are buried in the earth, and the living have to face the sun to live.

This year's spring in Kyoto came gently and swiftly, from spring to summer, autumn to winter, the ice and snow melted, and it was another season of spring.

The moat is long, and the willows are sprouting new branches, radiating the vitality of life in the subtleties.

A kite painted with ink painting flies high into the clear sky.

Imperial city, back garden.

The little princess of Changyang is wearing fresh clothes, wearing brocade boots, her hair is tied up, and the broken hair on the ear side is pulled up to perfectly reflect her beautiful face.

When the spring breeze rises, the sun pours down, and the eyebrows are eyebrows, and the eyes are eyes.

There is a ray of innate arrogance hanging from the brows of the small milk doll, as if he has been the master of others in the past eight lives. With a pair of grape-like eyes, he looks very face-to-face even if he doesn't speak. When he smiles, his eyebrows are curved Combining the innocence of this age with the dignity of this body, this kind of appearance and temperament, the little fairy boy in the New Year pictures is not as good as it.

The little princess looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression. The sky was vast, but she was the only kite, alone, without even a companion.

If she had known that Mammy had ordered others not to fly kites today, at first she thought Mammy was domineering, she was only a landscape, could she occupy the sky?The stars dare not say that every night can fill the sky!

She glanced at the ink painting kite parked high in the sky.

solitary.

boring!

"Don't let it go!"

The soft white hand dropped the winch full of leads, and the kite took off in the wind and flew freely to a higher place.

The nanny who was serving the little princess was shocked when she heard it, and hurriedly ordered the palace staff to put away the kite - the painting on it was drawn by the little highness herself!His Majesty praised it when he saw it!

Tianhuang nobleman, whose temper is stronger than the sudden wind and rain, she carefully coaxed: "Why don't you let go?"

"You find it interesting?"

"This……"

The nanny is an old man in the palace, and the empress empress usually gives her a bit of dignity. Faced with the little princess's non-serious questioning, she felt a sudden panic. She couldn't figure out where the sense of crisis came from. Sui was immature, and subconsciously asked: "What is your highness dissatisfied with?"

Xiao Changyang narrowed his eyes slightly, his cheeks puffed up as if he was angry: "You see, I'm lonely, am I interesting?"

What she wants is excitement!Mammy drove all her commotion away!What is she working so hard to make this kite for?fool!

She was only two years old, but the thunderous aura of the Empress seemed to need no learning, the majesty was naturally flowing in her blood, and this majesty had nothing to do with age.If Wang Momo doesn't know that His Highness is angry at this time, she will live like a dog at this age.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and she plopped on her knees: "How dare I, slave!"

The little princess of Changyang ignored her kneeling and begging, she was small and just at the time when she could do whatever she wanted, she caught a glimpse from the corner of the corner of her eye and saw that the palace servant was about to put away the kite at the order of Mother Wang, and immediately became angry: "Bring the scissors."

She asked for scissors, but the palace servants dared not offer them.

"You don't listen to me?"

It was the maid of Yangchun Palace who brought the golden scissors, the little princess smiled suddenly, and stepped forward to cut the kite string: "No more, just let it fly."

She doesn't want to be alone.

Her kite should not be alone either.

Grandma Wang's underwear was soaked, and it was obviously the warmest and most pleasant spring, but she couldn't help falling into the ice cave when she saw His Highness's dark eyes.

From the bottom of my heart, she discovered that the little Highness is evil and too smart half a year ago. The little man's mind is harder to guess than other masters she has served. Besides, whose child squints and looks silent The momentum can overwhelm adults?

The empress doted on her children so much!

She was so old that she didn't want to think about Rong Yangtiannian and ran to Princess Changyang's side to be a slave, her brain was really kicked by a donkey!

Remorse arose in her heart and she thought that today she would ask the empress to leave the palace with grace. When her mind is clear, how can there be a shadow of the child when she looks up?

She asked left and right: "Where is Your Highness?"

The maidservant said: "Go back to Qianning Palace."

Nanny Wang turned pale and hurried over.

After entering Qianning Palace, the little princess sued Wang Momo in front of A Niang fluently and logically.

"Following the crowd, thinking I would be happy that she drove people away? She dared to drive away the children of the royal uncle's family, what else would she not dare to do? I don't think she took children seriously. Who would dare to drive away such a slave? want?"

Her words are pretentious, but she doesn't know that this appearance is the most indescribably cute.

Yan Xiu loved her daughter very much, and took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the tip of her nose: "Didn't you know that Mother Wang forbids other people to fly kites in the imperial garden?"

"It didn't happen before because the anger in my heart hasn't reached this level." She pointed her fingertips at her heart: "It doesn't matter whether it's because of this incident. Before she smashed my jade cat, I saw her trembling all over with white hair. I can't bear to be harsh with my old age, but how can she put her nose on my face and think that I have no temper? What is this called?"

She searched for a word in the books she had read: "Take advantage of the old to sell the old! Bully the children!"

Yan Xiu's brows were smiling, and his bare hands caressed his daughter's flat, small chest, which was far from developed: "What do you want?"

Ji Ping was silent for a while: "I want her not to be arrogant again."

Having said that, the anger in her heart has subsided a lot, but her face is still stern: "Father said that the child is the most honorable princess in the world, but the child also hopes to have more partners to play with, I am alone, alone , reading alone, and flying a kite alone.”

She said "lonely" three times, and Yan Xiu felt sorry for her that she had no brothers and sisters who could play together: "Okay, Auntie will help you."

On that day, Nanny Wang was 'invited' out of the palace, and the expected "glory support" became a delusion, and she knelt in front of the palace gate and cried embarrassingly.

The guard guarding the gate actually had an impression of her. Hearing the words of sympathy from his comrades, he sneered coldly: "I know this person. It is said that he served the Empress Dowager before, so he was respected by all the people in the palace. I'm getting old and my heart is drifting, a while ago I was relying on the old to sell the old and slap the little maid..."

After hearing a few words from him, the colleague suddenly realized that he no longer felt pity for the old woman.

How can you not recognize your identity when you are working in the palace?In his opinion, it is the kindness of the master to still get out of it with the whole tail after offending the master.

……

"Where's my little wooden man?"

The palace maid dug out what she wanted from a small red wooden box—it turned out to be a wooden figure that could be disassembled and changed at will.

Back at Yangchun Hall, the little princess held the wooden figurine in her arms, showing childish innocence: "Do you remember who sent this wooden figurine?"

The servant girl who was waiting on the side couldn't forget it even if she wanted to, and said with a smile: "Return to Your Highness, it was sent by the eldest princess, and it is said that it is a meeting gift from Miss Yu to His Highness."

"Meeting ceremony?" She poked her finger on the little wooden figure's face: "She saw me, but I didn't see her. Is her filial piety over?"

Knowing that she was asking about the granddaughter of Liu Xiang's family, the maid said: "It's over."

"That's good. My aunt always praises how good she is, but I want to see if she's really good or not."

……

Xuanwu Street, Yu's house.

A kite with a broken string fell into the clean and tidy courtyard.

"Jinshi, what is that? Show me."

"Yes, ma'am."

Jin Shi and Yin Ding are the little maids beside Yu Zhi. They are nine years old, and they have a pitiful background and were sold into Yu's house by Ren Yazi.

Yu Zhi is seven years old this year, not as big as her maid, not as tall as two people, and weak in writing, wearing a cherry red butterfly dance dress with flowers after the mourning period, she looks like a little beauty.

After waiting in front of the window for a while, Jin Shi quickly came in with a big ink painting kite, and Yu Zhi exclaimed, "This kite is so unique."

Yin Yin stepped forward and looked carefully at the place where the lead wire was broken. The break was neat, more like it was cut by scissors, and he hesitated: "Which one should not want it?"

"How could anyone be willing to give up such an interesting kite?" Yu Zhi walked out the door and simply guarded the yard: "You go and ask, which house lost the kite? Invite someone here and return it to the original owner."

It is the silver ingot that is in charge of this.

Yin Ding walked forward, Yu Zhi looked down at the cats on the ink painting, and counted eight of them.

She has learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and it can be seen that most of the people who drew this painting are children around her age.

She hadn't had a friend for a long time, and if she could, she hoped to be friends with the person who drew the paper kite.

It's just that the kite came from Ouchi, and the silver ingot is destined to find no "owner".

Yu Zhi was lost for two days because of this.

"Can't you really find it?"

Silver Ingot shook his head.

Yu Zhi leaned on the table with both arms, looking at the scenery outside the window a little bored, thinking about something alone.

"Bring a pen."

"Miss?"

"I want to paint."

Jin Shi smiled and prepared a set of tools for her to paint.

What should I draw?Yu Zhi pinched the pen holder thoughtfully, the next moment the snow-white rice paper showed the outline of a cat, with a few strokes, it was already three points vivid.

The gold, stone and silver ingots were all amazed when they saw it.

I always heard from the nuns in the mansion that the young lady was born in a golden nest and a silver nest, and was born in Jinghe Liu. She is not only beautiful, but also talented.

The Yu family can be regarded as a new noble in the imperial court, and after the Lord Shang Shu left, they couldn't even be regarded as a new noble.

Fortunately, Miss still has a reliable grandparent's family.

I don't know what kind of husband to find in the future.

They were only nine years old, and before they entered Yu's house, they heard people talking about their second reincarnation when they got married. Their lives were full of twists and turns. The two matured earlier than ordinary children of the same age. The girl could talk about marriage when she was young. Years old, how many years are counted by breaking your fingers.

'Reincarnation' or something, that sounds horrible.It's good for Miss to grow up slowly.

The two little maids worried about their young lady's marriage early, but Yu Zhi, who can hold a pen and paint, looks childish. It's very interesting to put the three masters and servants together.

"Miss, madam please."

"Auntie looking for me?" After finishing the last stroke, Yu Zhi returned the brush to its original position unhurriedly.

Moxiangyuan.

Liu Boyan received a message from the palace man, wondering whether to let her daughter enter the palace to accompany the little princess to study, she said it was to accompany the little princess, but in fact she was coaxing the little princess to play.

No matter how well-behaved her Zhizhi is, she is also a child who grew up with a lot of pets. I have not seen her for two years, so I don't know how the princess's temperament is. If she gets along well, everyone will be happy.If the two of them can't get along, they are asking for trouble.

The palace people came and praised this little highness so much that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on the earth. Liu Boyan herself also speculated that the emperor and empress are all first-class figures in the world, so how bad can a daughter be born?

Whether to go or not, you have to ask Zhizhi what it means.

"Auntie!"

Seeing her daughter alive and kicking, Liu Boyan's eyes sparkled with the warmth of a loving mother.

The magpie landed on the courtyard wall, Yu Zhi listened patiently to A Niang, and when he heard that he was going to enter the palace to play with the princess, his eyes lit up: "Okay!"

"..."

Meeting A Niang's eyes, Yu Zhi blushed quietly, and asked softly: "Can't you go?"

Liu Boyan didn't want to tease her anymore, so she joked, "Is that how you want to go?"

Yu Zhi recalled the little princess she had seen in her memory, and her memory was not very clear at this time, but the cognition of "the little princess is smarter than the little fairy boy" was firmly engraved in her heart: "I want to go."

"Originally, A Niang wanted to take you back to your grandfather's house..."

"what?"

For a moment, whether to go to the grandfather's house or go to the palace to play with the little princess, the two thoughts fought with each other in her little head, and she frowned in confusion.

"But now we can only postpone the matter of going to your grandfather's house. The empress sent someone to say that she misses you. Not only does she miss you, but the little princess also wants to see our Zhi Zhi."

The adult made the choice for her, so there was no need for Yu Zhi to make things difficult, she smiled and threw herself into A Niang's arms, her words were full of coquettishness: "A Niang, you are teasing me again!"

Liu Boyan put her arms around her and smiled.