Chapter 592

The next day, according to Ling Jingxuan's plan, some people went to the chief secretary's office early in the morning to beat drums and cry out grievances. Of course, in order to be realistic, it must be the local people in southern Xinjiang. Although it was another person who was beaten by the Jiang family last night, after Ling Jingxuan's skillful hand-made-up, the man looked as if he had been seriously injured. After asking the "original cause" of the matter in front of the people, Yan Xiaobei personally took people to Jiangjia town to get people.

"Do you think Xiaobei can get people back?"

In the back of the house, people gathered after breakfast chatted casually. Several children had only the least love of learning, and they only knew how to play all day long. They stayed in the hall with rolling on the ground?? Roll it??

"Don't look down on my Xiaobei. As long as the Jiang family doesn't know how to rebel, they have to hand over people."

Ling Jingxuan lies on the table and looks at Yuan Shaoqi who asks questions lazily. Even if Xiaobei can't do it, isn't there Yan Si and an Shaonong? No matter how powerful the Jiangs are, they still have to give the court some thin noodles on the surface. Moreover, they go directly into Jiangjia town to get people. The Jiang family should not want to dirty their own place.

"It's as if you're right. What if you can't get it back?"

When he is free, Zeng Shaoqing asks him again. Ling Jingxuan holds up his body and calls for a small group.

"Daddy

Rolling on the ground, Xiaotuan turned up and ran over with a smile on his face. Ling Jingxuan reached out and said, "can I borrow a copper plate from my father?"

"Good."

Little Tuan Zi didn't even think about it. He picked up his little purse and turned out a copper plate for him: "is Dad going shopping in the street?"

He's going too! I haven't been to the streets for a long time.

"What can I buy for a coin?"

Not angry poke his head, Ling Jingxuan will bounce the copper plate to the middle of the table: "bet a copper plate, Xiaobei will certainly catch people back."

"I'll bet with you!"

Pick up the copper plate, Zeng Shaoqing leisure up play, Ling Jingxuan is too lazy to talk to him again, get up and take his small group: "Dad, take you to the street."

"Yes! How are you, Dad

Xiaotuanzi jumped up happily, with a bright smile on his face. Yan Shengrui, who was left behind, said in a voice: "really go shopping in the street?" I haven't heard of him. Doesn't he think it's too hot outside?

"Of course it's true. I can't stifle my little league, can't it?"

Turning around and throwing him a smile, Ling Jingxuan refused Lingyun's request to help them prepare the carriage. The chief secretary's Yamen is in the middle of the city. Going out is the street. What are you going to do in the carriage? Besides, he didn't have any special destination. He just wanted to take his son out for a visit.

"I'll go with you."

In front of Yan Shengrui, Chu Yunhan gets up and walks towards them.

"I'll go too."

How could Zeng Shaoqing still be able to sit still when his wife and daughter-in-law have gone?

“……”

Yan Shengrui was speechless and followed up in silence. Yuan Shaoqi didn't disturb them. After they left, he went back to his room and wrote to Jinghan. Everyone here abused him, which made him miss Jinghan more and more.

The city of Southern Hubei is a very old city. However, it has been built solidly and has not experienced the baptism of war. There is no sense of historical vicissitudes in the street. There are only hawkers' yelling and people's laughter. The people walking in the crowd are undoubtedly outstanding, attracting many people's attention.

"Uncle, business is OK!"

"How beautiful you are

"Sister, your clothes are beautiful."

"What is this, uncle?"

Along the way, the four people once again saw that Xiaotuan's words were familiar with themselves. Even those who passed by, he could praise others sweetly. Every time he passed a stall, he would greet others with a smile. People who did not know might think they were familiar with each other. Those who were warmly welcomed by him were stunned at first and then saw his plump little figure, but After the smile of love, most of them showed a bright smile in response to him. Some even gave him a sugar or a fruit. Xiaotuan was not polite, so he took all the orders. After Ling Jingxuan confirmed that it was non-toxic, he ate them on the spot. It can be said that he ate the whole street without spending a cent.

"He's always been like this?"

Zeng Shaoqing, who saw this situation for the first time, opened his mouth in surprise. Is that amazing? It's much better than when he and Jiu were little.

"It seems."

Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but blush. Once again, he seriously questioned who the child really looked like. The king of his family was not such a nagging and familiar person, let alone his big buns, small steamed buns, Xiao Beitie Waizi and Shangqing, who were far away from the capital. They were all not like this. Did they develop this kind of temperament for wool and his small group?

What he didn't know was that xiaotuanzi was like this because of them. When they lived in the palace, they often went to the East Street to hang around? Most of the merchants in dongdajie know them. However, their personality has been set. In addition, they always take big black and small black people with them. Even if they never make trouble, people dare not take the initiative to approach them. However, since xiaotuanzi grew up and appeared in dongdajie street, they have become extremely cute. They are also the children of the princess they respect and drive the pony The most important thing is that he doesn't bring big black and small black, but he is just as cute as he is. The people in East Street are so cute that they find his mouth is still very sweet. After a long time, Xiaotuan is used to saying hello to others every time he goes to the street. Regardless of whether he knows him or not, he always greets them with a smile The peddlers and the common people were very happy. Xiaotuanzi was not very sensible after all. When he saw that others were happy, he thought that he had done well. In the end, this became the case.Therefore, environment is the important cradle for breeding a person, just like big steamed buns and small steamed buns, which are mean and greedy. Isn't it also caused by the family's poverty when they were children? Big buns are the eldest brother, and his father is also stupid. He would like to break one Wen into two Wen. Under his protection, small buns only want to fill their stomachs. In fact, they are the same as Xiaotuan, but their environment is different and their habits are different.

"When it comes to raising sons, I have to say, you are this!"

Zeng Shaoqing gave them a thumbs up. Whose children can be as good as theirs? All of them have distinct personalities. Even if the iron children who live in their homes all year round become serious, they are very terrible. Even at ordinary times, who has ever seen a child who is gentle and elegant at the age of nine and looks like a saint?

"It's good for a child to have a personality, I'll?"

"Dad, come and see it. This uncle is so powerful!"

Before Ling Jingxuan said anything, Xiaotuan's excited voice came from the front. Several adults shook their heads helplessly and walked up quickly. Xiaotuan took Ling Jingxuan and pointed to the busy peddler and said, "Dad, look, uncle is drawing butterflies for me, which can be eaten."

It turned out to be a stall for painting sugar figurines. No wonder he was so excited. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help touching his head. There were more sugar painting people in the South than in the north. Although xiaotuanzi used to run outside, the place they visited was just the area of dongdajie. Dongdajie in the capital city is a famous rich and noble area. It's normal for him not to see a sugar painting man, but?? "What's that look in your eyes?"

When Ling Jingxuan looked up, he found that it was not only his little Tuan Zi, but also Yan Shengrui, Zeng Shaoqing and Chu Yunhan, who were curious about the stalls filled with finished products. A drop of gorgeous cold sweat rolled down his forehead. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help being speechless. They didn't all see it for the first time, did they?

"Is this really edible?"

Yan Shengrui's question directly tells him the answer. Ling Jingxuan suddenly doesn't know how to react. Thanks to their boasting of what they want, they have seen all the wonders in the world. They don't even know the sugar painter. Isn't it said that his prince and Xiao Liu are wild in the street? Even if there are very few in Beijing, there should be sugar figurines? When they were kids, they didn't see it? "Is this a bird?"

On the other side, Zeng Shaoqing reached out and touched the thing that looked like a bird. Chu Yunhan clapped his hand angrily: "don't touch it. It's what people want to eat."

"Alas"

with a deep sigh, Ling Jingxuan led his prince to the small pot where the peddler was boiling sugar. "These animals are all drawn by playing, do you think you can eat them? Many of these vendors in the south, commonly known as the sugar painter, use brown sugar, white sugar and a little Caramel sugar to boil on the stove with a slow fire, so that they can be used to cast shapes when they can draw silk

No way, Ling Jingxuan can only give them a simple science popularization, who let them "less knowledge" than one.

"It's fun."

Yan Shengrui is rare to show a little childlike innocence. Just as the peddler has finished painting the butterfly which is presented to the small group for free, after installing the stick, he takes it up and hands it to him: "little brother, take it."

"Well, thank you, uncle!"

Xiaotuan nodded his head cleverly, took the butterfly and looked at it again and again. Finally, he opened his mouth and bit a butterfly wing.

"No, it's delicious."

With the unique taste of burnt fragrance, he instantly conquered him, which attracted him to never see him, let alone Yan Shengrui and others who had eaten. However, how could Xiaotuan take care of them? After a while, he ate a little sugar butterfly. He smashed his mouth and resolutely picked up his small purse and poured out the change in it "Uncle, can you do it for me again?? Yeah?? Five, no, big brother must also eat, six, and help me make six

Holding his finger for a long time, Xiaotuan has finally determined the number, not to mention how cute it is.

"It can be. It's just..."

The peddler is puzzled to see Yan Shengrui and others around the stall. He braved to come to Nanjiang for a living only after the road to Nanjiang and Nanzhou was repaired recently. Although he didn't know them, he was a vagrant after all. These people were not ordinary people at first sight. Under their attention, he was a bit difficult to display.

"Brother, you can take the money. Can we draw it ourselves?"

Eye drops slip around, Ling Jingxuan pulls Yan Shengrui to go past, where does peddler have reason not to follow? I got out of the way.

"Let's draw together."

Picking up the spoon in the pot, Ling Jingxuan motioned to Yan Shengrui to hold his hand. Then, they showed their love on the street. At first, Yan Shengrui always couldn't draw well, but he didn't know how to draw. How could people from the royal family not even draw? They are all proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, OK? But he is always used to fine painting, but the more delicate sugar man is, the easier it is to paste together things that can't see the shape. The finished products they draw are naturally not like four.

However, under the guidance of her daughter-in-law and numerous innocent taunts, Yan Shengrui slowly grasped the essentials. The exquisite butterflies, the carp and the lively rabbit were all slowly drawn out. Xiaotuan Zi, who was holding the finished product, was very happy.After that, Zeng Shaoqing also took Chu Yunhan for a play. Yan Shengrui's lessons were learned. The two drew them at one time. When they had enough time to play and leave, everyone was full of sugar figurines. However, Ling Jingxuan didn't treat the peddler badly. After all, he gave him a ten Liang silver dollar before leaving. The peddler never dreamed of it For a moment, I saw that the child was cute and gave him a butterfly, which made him earn ten Liang silver.

"Daddy, can I eat it?"

"Go back and eat with my sister and them."

"Oh, but it seems that, oh, I'm going to drool?"

"Then flow

"Ah."

With the dialogue between father and son and the last wail of the little group, five people gradually disappeared in the crowd. No one noticed that on the second floor of a shop not far away, beside a slightly opened window, Jiang Yuyang looked at them with complicated eyes. Until now, he was still a little unable to accept. The only one who made him compromise was Shengqin Princess, after going to the mountain nest for a period of time, he came back again. However, he still couldn't help but want to see him and make sure that everything was true. Every day, he would go to this area to find a teahouse and sit around foolishly. It's the same today. He didn't expect to let him see it, but he just let him look away. Especially when he saw his sweet and sweet painting with Yan Shengrui, he almost didn't rush down He abruptly opened them up. It turned out that he was really the princess of Shengqin and the daughter-in-law of others. Really?? It will never belong to him!