109 Now young people are playing more and more openly and excitingly
The yamen officials finally took the opportunity to say goodbye.
Not long after I said goodbye to the Yamen officials.
Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua also wanted to return.
Mother Zhang was slightly reluctant to give up.
The horses have arrived.
Before leaving, Zhang's mother wanted to say a few words to her daughter alone.
Yan Wulu understood clearly and rode slightly away.
"Your mother, I have only suffered once in my life from your father."
Mother Zhang seemed to have some memories.
"...I checked the fortune of Prince Zhenbei today. He has an extremely rare peach blossom appearance. He is very popular with women and has a strong peach blossom relationship."
Zhang Chunhua was slightly surprised when he heard this.
"Mom, when did you discover the identity of the Crown Prince?"
"Except for Prince Zhenbei, who else is there in the entire Yanbei City for such a handsome man?"
Zhang's mother retorted lightly. She was much smarter than Zhang Chunhua imagined, "...Besides, you didn't mean that you were a maid of the palace. With this status, except for the Prince of Zhenbei, who else could marry you when you were a maid."
"Isn't it okay, Your Majesty?"
Zhang Chunhua pouted slightly and retorted. In front of her mother, she finally looked like an eighteen-year-old girl.
"The King of Zhenbei loves the Princess of Zhenbei, and it is known all over the world."
Mother Zhang said disdainfully.
At the same time, Zhang’s mother immediately changed the topic and continued to talk about Yan Wuludao——
"Furthermore, judging from His Royal Highness's bones, this Prince should be one of those rare... passionate and affectionate people."
"...He will like many women, but he will truly love every woman he likes."
"Also, you guys are too... too arrogant."
"...Today at dusk, in the kitchen, thanks to you... Oh, I'm not ashamed."
"Mom, you... heard everything?" Zhang Chunhua looked surprised and ashamed.
"Your mother just can't see well with her eyes, but her ears can still be used."
Mother Zhang let out a long sigh. After all, it was the flesh that fell from her body, so she always had to think about her...
"Actually, I can tell that the prince is a very gentle person at heart."
"...If you really didn't want to do it at that time, you could be more forceful and refuse, and he would never make it difficult for you."
"But, mother."
Zhang Chunhua smiled slightly, approached Mrs. Zhang, and whispered in a low voice——
"...My daughter just said she didn't want it...I was actually...from the very beginning, I had been deliberately luring the prince to the kitchen."
Mother Zhang's face changed slightly when she heard this, "Okay, you stinky girl, you seduced the prince, you still try to get at it, and you are still in the kitchen..."
As she spoke, Mother Zhang's lacquered wood crutch was raised again.
"...Stinky girl, you are having more fun than your mother did back then!"
…
Zhang's mother's crutches were not taken off in the end.
There was not much time left, and she still had some information she had obtained through "the art of fortune-telling" that she wanted to share with Zhang Chunhua.
"Chunhua, you look like you have a miserable life. My mother is always worried about you. Even if you try your best to help your master and work hard, you will be abandoned by your master one day and die in a foreign land."
"...My mother even had a dream for a while. She dreamed that you and another girl failed to assassinate the target, and were released by the target. In the end, they were sentenced to death by their own master."
"...I was extremely scared during that time for my mother."
Mother Zhang almost shed tears as she spoke.
"Mom." Zhang Chunhua was also a little stunned, and she called to the other party.
Mother Zhang waved her hand slightly and continued -
"However, since I met the Prince of Zhenbei today, I feel that your fate has been changed by him."
"...He is the noble person you are destined to be."
"Your original meanness and misery have turned into... an indescribable feeling."
"...You will be loved by all, you will harm others and yourself, you will hinder others, and you will also make your husband flourish."
"The demon concubine?",
Zhang Chunhua didn't know why, but this name suddenly popped into his head.
Mother Zhang seized this moment and said directly——
"Yes, that's it. This name is the most appropriate."
"Alas." Mother Zhang originally said excitedly, but after realizing that this was not a good word, she sighed again.
"Chunhua, from our background, we shouldn't expect too much."
"...be patient and keep to yourself, don't fight or rob."
"mother."
Zhang Chunhua's expression suddenly became much colder. She interrupted her mother's words and continued -
"...Mom, you know Chunhua well. As long as it is what I want, I will fight for it with all my strength."
"Oh, you girl, you haven't listened to your mother since you were a child."
Mother Zhang had no choice but to speak.
But in the end, there was no more persuasion.
She knows best about her daughter. Her gentleness and dignity are just a disguised appearance, but underneath, she is unscrupulous and unsatisfied greed.
Once you identify something or someone, you will definitely do anything.
But so what.
She is her own daughter, and she will always...get her own support.
…
After Zhang Chunhua said goodbye and hugged Zhang's mother, he got on his horse.
Yan Wulu was waiting not far away.
Zhang Chunhua hurried over.
Finally, the two waved goodbye to Zhang's mother together...
Zhang's mother couldn't see clearly, but she smiled and listened quietly to the sound of the two horses' hooves fading away.
In the exchange with Zhang Chunhua just now.
In fact, Zhang’s mother has one more point she hasn’t said about Yan Wulu’s “Physical Appraisal Technique”——
There is a hidden imperial look between Yan Wulu's eyebrows and forehead.
However, if this is said out loud, it may not be good for them.
Just don’t say it.
Zhang's mother thought and went back into the house.
She thought of the kitchen at dusk today...
I just feel that young people are now playing more and more openly and excitingly.
…
…
night.
Yanbeicheng.
Wang Zhaomin, the chief official of the Zhenbei Palace, was sitting on the bench of a steamed bun shop with a lonely expression at the moment.
But seriously speaking, in order to avoid pain in his butt, he should actually lie down on the bench of Baozi Shop...
"Remember, I used to have a lot of fish and meat, and delicacies from mountains and seas. Now, I can only eat these rotten buns here to satisfy my hunger?"
Wang Zhaomin talked to himself, looking regretful and resentful.
"Waiter, check out!"
Wang Zhaomin shouted and stood up.
"Sir, there are eight coins in total."
"Eight coins?"
Wang Zhaomin's expression changed drastically, this was not a small amount.
"This bun of yours, is the dough made of gold, or is the meat filling made of gold?" Wang Zhaomin asked in a strange tone.
"...Are you running a bun shop, or are you robbing? Eight dollars, which bun shop is so expensive?"
"Haha." The waiter smiled apologetically, "...Sir, these buns you eat are indeed expensive, but they have their own reasons for being expensive!"
"...Half a year ago, the king and his son were going to participate in the Zhenbei Army's military exercise. When they passed by a small shop, they all stopped and ate these kinds of steamed buns before going."
"...The king and the crown prince even praised the deliciousness of these two kinds of steamed buns, which is why they are so expensive. Sir, if you eat other kinds of steamed buns, they only cost eight cents."
"How did I know these buns were so expensive..."
Wang Zhaomin's face was ashen and he was very excited. He waved his arms and shouted——
"...Aren't you bullying honest people?!"
The waiter's originally kind expression also changed, "Sir, you don't have money to eat steamed buns, do you?"
"...This bun has been praised by the king. It is definitely not a trick on you. There are many rich people in Yanbei City who come to buy it every day. You are so innocent!"
