As if he had noticed the gaze from the hostess, the big bird's body stiffened, and his eyelids suddenly began to fight up and down. It seemed that doing so would make him suddenly awake, just hysteria in his sleep.
Xu Mingyi, too lazy to go to the theatre again, raised his hand and opened the food box on the small table in front of him.
Miss Cai seems to be really addicted to cooking recently.
The reason why she chose such a hobby is that it is a fatal hobby for people around her. According to Miss Cai, it is also for the sake of the credibility of her play. It is said that doing so can make her state in the town government closer to life.
But Xu Mingyi can't help feeling that the taste of these foods is quite divorced from life.
Fortunately, Miss Cai is also relatively thrifty. There are two small plates with cakes and dried meat in each box. They don't contain much weight, so they can't be called too wasteful.
Seeing that the two dishes were taken out, Tianmu's eyes on one side moved and secretly stretched out his head, while quietly paying attention to Xu Mingyi's reaction.
Xu Mingyi, who just took out a secret letter, took a panoramic view of the movements of the big bird in Yu Guangli, only pretending not to see it.
The big bird looked like "I knew you couldn't see me", stretched out its long beak and took out a dried meat.
——It doesn't dare to eat dessert, but how to make dried meat should not be bad?
However, at the entrance of dried meat, the big bird opened his eyes in disbelief.
——It's really... Is it still rash?
The big bird subconsciously wanted to spit out, but he generally felt that doing so would expose the fact that he ate secretly, so he held it in his mouth, flew off the chair and walked out of the interior silently.
Not long after, he came in again.
And he came in with something in his mouth——
The big bird flew back to the chair, put a large piece of dried meat in his mouth on the small table in front of Xu Ming's pasta, raised his head and shouted at her.
Xu Mingyi was stunned by the big bird's pity eyes of "eat".
... again and again, Tianmu thinks she can't eat decent food now, right?
So, he offered his private good things to help her?
And such a large piece of preserved meat, but also thanks to its ruthlessness, it is willing to take it out.
According to the degree of sympathy, Xu Mingyi even felt that it was possible for the big bird to turn around and go to the kitchen and cook her three dishes and one soup in person.
She was very pleased to touch the bird's head and said with a smile, "I didn't raise you in vain."
Tianmu shouted again, as if urging her to eat quickly.
Xu Mingyi felt it necessary to explain, otherwise the big bird who was afraid of worrying would have to go out tomorrow to catch prey and come back to support the family - if Wu Tsui knew, wouldn't she think she was abusing his own son?
Xu Mingyi asked ah Kui to take the beef jerky and simply gave the big bird a good time. He meant to tell it -- look, our family is still very well-off. Don't be so stressed. Be careful that it doesn't grow tall.
Growth is not high, natural or second, the most powerless is only fat but not tall.
The satisfied Tianmu finally settled down, so he took the preserved meat away again.
Watching the big bird go out, Xu Mingyi's smile gradually faded.
She had just read the secret letter in the lunch box.
It was not much different from her previous guess, which confirmed her and grandfather's guess.
She should talk to her grandfather.
But grandpa was called into the palace today. Now he must have just arrived in the palace. At least I'm afraid he can't come back until Shenshi.
Having nothing to do, Xu Mingyi simply went to the study.
After all, being idle is also idle. It's better to write a letter to Wu Tsui.
By the way, tell him about Tianmu's offering of preserved meat today - how gratifying this growth is when the child is old and sensible and knows how to thank and repay the master.
On the other hand, in the prince's courtyard, Cui was looking at portraits of young men, and the more he looked, the more he wanted to frown.
"Look what human oil these are. The appearance is born from the heart. It's not good..."
Cui Shi put down a painting and picked up another one. Seeing the man's clothes on it, he couldn't help shaking his head: "the color matching of this clothing is too flashy. It's too long to hold down its appearance. I really can't wear it. Just learn to wear dark colors honestly... It's not good."
The green cherry listens to one side, unable to laugh or cry.
Madam, it's just to choose her looks and family background. Why do you care what people wear
"In your eyes, looking at the capital, I'm afraid no one can deserve a girl..." there was no other person in the room. Qingying didn't hide when she spoke, but lowered her voice a little and sighed: "if you don't know outside, you have to be deliberate..."
Deliberately what?
Cui raised one eyebrow.
Just like her stepmother who found her an unhappy meal before she died - deliberately oppressing the marriage of the girls in the house, turning the little girl into an old girl instead of looking for a good husband?
"No matter what you say outside, it's enough for your family to know." Cui didn't care.
In the past two years, there are really no people who can be called very suitable for marriage. This is a fact - is she going to nod against her heart for the sake of a good reputation?
Speaking of closing the eyes, the husband often mentioned the only son of Zhou Shilang's family——
It must be a good match to say what kind of honest character it is.
Being honest and honest is very important, but the child has a big belly at a young age and is mellow enough... Is the husband looking for a son-in-law or a son?
Really married, Weng and his son-in-law gather together all day to think about eating?
Thinking of this possibility, Cui felt that he didn't see it.
Although appearance is not the most important thing, the conditions of her family are here. Why not find someone who is really satisfactory in all aspects?
The so-called honest character, at most, is that there are fewer bumps between husband and wife after marriage, but if it's just this - isn't it better not to get married? Why bother?
We can also see many problems after a woman gets married. Once married, whether she leads a good life or a bad life depends almost entirely on whether her mother-in-law's character is stable. It's not enough to just look at her husband. It also depends on the behavior of her mother-in-law. Even if her husband takes a concubine, if he doesn't worry, there will be trouble.
Often thinking that the girl who grew up with thousands of favours and hundreds of protection in her family would marry in a strange place, bind her hands and feet, serve the difficult mother-in-law and deal with all kinds of concubines, Cui felt that her heart was like gouging out with a knife.
She even couldn't help thinking - or else recruit someone Zhaozhao likes to join them in the town government?
People can't be wronged by Zhaozhao when they look under their noses.
But on second thought, most of those who are willing to be redundant are greedy for the power and property of the Xu family - how can such a thoughtful person really rest assured when he stays with Zhaozhao?
Cui Shi, who can't help thinking about the worst results, even has a dangerous idea in his heart - he might as well learn from Princess Yufeng to raise his face. If one is not good, change another. Anyway, he can't afford it!
But because the idea was too dangerous, Cui only thought about it once and didn't dare to think about it again.
She was afraid that the more she thought about it, the more feasible it would be.
But in the final analysis, no matter how much she thought about it, it was not very useful. It mainly depended on Zhaozhao's ideas.
Fortunately, the old man also said not to worry. Let's see Zhaozhao himself.
Zhaozhao has now made it clear that he does not intend to discuss relatives for the time being.
So now, she has to deal with those who come to the door. If she really meets a good one, she can take it to Zhaozhao for a look.
At this time, a little girl came in and said, "madam, Mrs. Wen, they are here."
As soon as Cui listened, he put down the portrait in his hand and asked the servant girls to warm the pavilion and set up the card table.
As for why the heavy rain can't stop them from playing horse hanging?
——As we all know, it's impossible to stop a horse hanging thing, let alone a knife falling from the sky.
On the card table, several ladies talked about Mrs. Wang Shizi of Dingnan.
"... it's said that the prince of Dingnan returned to Beijing alone this time, but his wife didn't follow him."
Wu Jingming and his wife rush back to Dingnan palace in Ningyang before the new year, and then leave for Beijing after the new year. This has been the case over the years.
"It's said that the horses and cars were bumpy and people were ill... Wu Shisun nearly lost his life last year. The aristocratic son's wife had a serious illness and didn't keep it well for long. This may have affected the old disease."
"It's not good to be sick. If you rush to Beijing again, it'll be bad if you aggravate your condition."
"Yes... It's more than two thousand miles."
Another lady, while playing cards, sighed slowly: "now Wu Shizi is alone in Beijing. There is no one around. Many people smell the smell and want to take the opportunity to send people over. I'm afraid she can't be at ease because she is recovering from illness in Ningyang."
Cui Shi nodded and felt more and more unhappy.
She was not familiar with the wife of the prince of Dingnan and said that it was impossible to worry about each other.
She thought of her own Zhaozhao again.
Listen, it's not easy for a woman in this world to get married - she can't stay with her husband when she gets sick. She has to be careful about these. The key is probably not to be prevented!
Now she finally realizes the disadvantages of having a daughter... Her heart is almost broken.
Thinking so, some dangerous idea began to appear uncontrollably in Cui's mind.
Hearing several ladies' words urging her to play cards quickly, Cui hurried back to his mind.
The rain outside the window gradually stopped. Only occasional drops of water fell on the eaves and gently hit the clean, wet and bright green brick ground washed by the rain.
In Dingnan palace in central Beijing, Wu Jingming, the son of Dingnan king, is sitting alone in his study.
It is impossible for a beauty to keep company. Even if someone dares to send it, he dares not accept it.
Wu Jingming touched the white cat in his arms with some emotion.
Before leaving for Beijing, the wife, who was suffering from severe wind and cold, regardless of her illness, ran to the door of the house. She was worried and told him carefully to take good care of her cat.
His wife has always been dignified and gentle, but somehow, he heard a sense of threat that "the cat is missing a hair. I'm asking you".
It must still be his illusion?
But his wife is not in Beijing at this time. He really feels much lonely. It was also at this time that he realized that it was also a comfort to have a cat around.
So, could he spend too little time with his wife in the past?
When his wife recovers and returns to Beijing this time, he must accompany her more.
After such reflection, Wu Shizi's hostility towards the cat became weaker, and a feeling of sympathy developed.
"Tianjiao, now only you and I depend on each other..." Wu Shizi smoothed the cat's hair.
However, as soon as his voice fell, Tianjiao jumped out of his arms and seemed to dislike his hairy technique.
"Tianjiao -"
Wu Shizi tried to call, but the cat ran out without looking back.
Thinking of his wife's confession, Wu Shizi reluctantly got up, smoothed his clothes and robes, and wanted to chase outside.
However, when he was about to step out of the threshold of the study, he saw a group of servant girls running around Tianjiao with laughter. Some squatted down and smoothed their hair, some bent over and teased the cat with something in their hands, and others quickly came out with cooked fish.
Looking at this scene, Wu Shizi silently took back his feet.
The excitement is Tianjiao's, and the loneliness is his own.
However, listening to the excitement behind him, Wu Shizi inevitably felt some injustice.
If you can, you should let your wife see this scene - in this family, only he really cares about his wife. Tianjiao is just a heartless cat.
But the next moment, a voice came out of his mind - but so what? As long as Tianjiao meow, where else can you see in her eyes?
At this moment, he was deeply aware of the great difference in advantages between people and cats. Wu Shizi silently gave up his mind of suing cats in front of his wife.
At this time, a young man dressed up as a boy came in and closed the door of the study from inside.
"Shizi." the young man saluted, and his actions showed that he was not in line with others.
"Can you hear me?"
Wu Jingming sat down after the book case and asked.
"When I returned to the son of God, I found out." the young man replied in a low voice: "the emperor called the Duke of the town and Xia Tingzhen into the palace because there was a riot among the victims in Lingzhou. It is said that there was a lot of noise, but the news was secretly reported to Beijing, and few people knew it."
Lingzhou?
Wu Jingming nodded thoughtfully.
Thinking of the secret conversation with his father before leaving Beijing, he couldn't help sighing in the bottom of his heart.
Everything is really going to start
……
On rainy days, it gets darker earlier.
When the Duke of the town came back from the outside, the lights in the house were already on.
Hearing that the family was still waiting for him to have dinner, the old man frowned and complained, "what are you waiting for at this time? They are not hungry and I am tired". However, he hurried back to the yard to change clothes and went to the dining room without delay.
After dinner, Xu Mingyi followed the old man to the outer study.
Cui Shi saw it in his eyes and lost it in his heart.
Zhaozhao takes delicious food and drinks to find her father when she is free. Later, she asked her husband and found that Zhaozhao is very interested in chaotang.
It must be the same reason to follow the old man.
But who says she doesn't understand this? What she is good at is nothing more than playing horse hanging, how hypocritical and elegant to spit on her stepmother, and maintaining good brotherhood with her husband.
But——
Cui Shi didn't know what he thought, and his eyes lit up slightly.