Huang Mansion, the courtyard of Huang Zicheng's house.
When you serve as an official in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, you don't have to worry about housing issues. Ordinary officials can live in official residences, and important ministers also have residences granted by the emperor.
Huang Zicheng had previously lived in a uniformly allocated room in the Hanlin Academy, but after becoming a companion of the East Palace, he was allocated a three-room house on the edge of the inner city.
Then Huang Zicheng took his wife and four sons from his hometown to live in the capital.
"Master, why are you so restless? What's going on?"
Huang Zicheng's wife, Mrs. Xu, made a cup of tea and brought it to Huang Zicheng. Looking at his frown, she couldn't help but asked worriedly.
As a daughter, her husband is of high rank, and she is able to live in such a three-pronged house in the capital. Mrs. Xu is most worried about her husband. The only thing she is thankful for is that her husband is studying in the East Palace, which is relatively safer.
Especially in recent days, when I heard that Emperor Zhu Yun killed Huan and frightened his grandson, my husband's face looked beaming with joy every day.
Today I suddenly became sad.
"Go, what do you, a woman, know? Help me get ready to change my clothes. I have to go to Ouchi."
Huang Zicheng took the tea cup and took a sip, then urged his wife Xu.
When Mrs. Xu heard this, she quickly went to help prepare her husband's official clothes.
Huang Zicheng was sitting in the main room, looking at the sunset in the distance, and suddenly felt like the sun was setting.
"Now only Your Highness the Grand Sun can save my life."
Looking at the servants and his son coming and going in the yard, Huang Zicheng thought to himself.
He didn't expect that he had just asked someone to inquire, and in the blink of an eye he would be caught and taken to the Jinyiwei Prison.
Although he was lucky, the two servants from the same village would never betray him.
But he had to find a way out first.
He knew that Jin Yiwei was very strong and strict, but he didn't expect to move so fast.
I feel regretful in my heart.
In fact, when Huang Zicheng sent someone out, he was just prepared to make some inquiries at first, and then told His Highness Taisun that he could not find it.
I think that even if His Highness Taisun is a little unhappy, it can at best be regarded as a failure in doing things and not a big sin.
I just didn't expect this meaning, which caused a big problem.
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"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu. This is the first time I've eaten such delicious cakes. I'm a little rude."
Xu Miaojin said with a slightly red face.
After the previous discussion, it didn’t take long for Zhu Ying to invite everyone to eat cakes.
Mung bean cakes and red bean cakes are not special in the Ming Dynasty, especially in noble families like the Xu family. They are very common.
Xu Miaojin didn't think much, picked up a piece and started eating.
Then just one sip, the delicate, melt-in-your-mouth feeling completely conquered her.
This was a taste she had never experienced before.
No matter what status you have, you are still a human being, and no one can resist the temptation of delicious food.
After a few mouthfuls, Xu Miaojin finished the mung bean cake in her hand.
Subconsciously, she was ready to reach out and get a new piece of mung bean cake.
At this moment, Xu Miaojin suddenly discovered that Zhu Ying and Zhu Gaochi were not eating, but looking at her at the same time.
"Haha, Brother Ying, let me tell you, my aunt will definitely be fascinated by the taste of your pastries." Zhu Gaochi said with a smile.
Just when the pastries were delivered, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Ying had already completed the communication between their eyes.
Xu Miaojin, who was a little shy in front of Zhu Ying, said those words.
"Why do you act like a big girl? You are just a child. You can eat whatever you want. There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to worry too much." Zhu Ying said to Xu Miaojin with a smile.
At the same time, I have some sighs for the women of Ming Dynasty.
A child who is no more than ten years old already has everyone's demeanor in every gesture. What kind of environment does he live in to make him like this?
When Zhu Gaochi heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
He looked at Zhu Ying's slightly pitiful eyes and felt embarrassed.
His aunt Xu Miaojin usually looks like this. She hasn't let go yet. If she really lets go, Brother Ying won't be able to hold her back.
Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but look at his aunt.
Xu Miaojin felt the gaze, with a warning tone, and secretly glanced at Zhu Gaochi, without any shy look.
But when she turned to Zhu Ying's side, her cheeks turned red again.
Then he said in a clear voice: "Master Zhu, please don't say that. This little girl will be able to leave the cabinet in two years."
Zhu Ying paused slightly, and then remembered that women from the Ming Dynasty were usually at this age and almost ready to get engaged.
Many people wait to get married as soon as they reach the age.
Zhu Ying couldn't answer this, but fortunately, the food was delivered not long after.
The dishes served to entertain Zhu Gaochi and Xu Miaojin were obviously relatively rich.
Xu Miaojin, who had been mentally prepared for it, was no longer so surprised when she ate it.
But as her beautiful eyes wandered around, she seemed to fall on Zhu Ying inadvertently.
Zhu Yingze and Zhu Gaochi were talking about Daming firearms.
As they chatted, the two became more and more energetic.
Zhu Ying lacks a lot of basic knowledge about firearms. After all, he had little contact with firearms in his previous life and will not have any contact with them in this life.
Zhu Gaochi was moved by Zhu Ying's unconstrained ideas, especially the novel ones.
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