Chapter 1,716 Calm (rolling and asking for monthly votes)
There was laughter and joy in the yard.
When they saw Shu Shu coming over, the three children gathered around her and got very close.
Children are all forgetful.
After Shu Shu's companionship these days, the three children have now forgotten that they were abandoned by their parents and have become good, loving babies again.
"Eni, Eni..."
Ni Guzhu stopped playing with windmills and came over to hold Shu Shu's legs.
Fengsheng and Akdan also came over and looked up at Shu Shu.
Shu Shu only had two hands, and the three children couldn't pull her over, so she went directly to help the uncle.
"This is making a fuss, one is as noisy as ten..."
Shu Shu said.
Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "Children are like this. When you were a child, you also had fun all over the house."
He has been smart since he was a child and behaves like a young adult. He knows that Fengsheng and Akdan will follow their tempers.
The remaining Ni Guzhu not only looks like his father, but also has the same innocent temperament as his ninth elder brother.
Because Shu Shu was heavy, Mrs. Bo was afraid that she would be tired, so she welcomed everyone into the house.
The yard became quiet.
Next door, the west courtyard of Babeile Mansion.
Ba Fujin sat on a chair and looked up at the sky. The smile on his lips gradually became smoother.
At this time, there was movement at the gate of the courtyard. It was the Fucha family.
Behind her were a dozen little girls, all of whom were chosen from Baoyi families and had just grown their hair.
This was last time after Prince Fujin of Anjun told him to select someone for Ba Fujin, she got Ba Age's permission and selected him from Bao Yi's population.
I didn’t choose someone who was too young, because he wouldn’t be able to serve others; I didn’t choose someone who was too old, so that the older person wouldn’t have a big heart.
"Fu Jin'an..."
Mrs. Fucha entered the courtyard, looked at the sitting Ba Fujin, and bowed politely to say hello.
Bafujin looked at her.
No matter whether he is in front of others or behind others, Fucha is like measuring with a ruler, never falling short of the rules.
This is a smart man, which makes him even more stupid in the past few years.
Unfortunately, I realized it too late.
Ba Fujin couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his hand and said: "Get up..."
Mrs. Fucha stood up, pointed to the little girls behind her, and mentioned what Prince Anjun said last time.
This also explains the reason for selecting people, it is not because she is busy arranging people.
Bafujin looked over and saw that they were all little girls of undersized hair, wearing braids and wearing green half-coats.
Bafujin also looked impatiently and turned to look at Fucha.
"If they are children from respectable families, you don't have to send them to me, so as not to be unwilling to do so and be wronged later. Those poor ones who are missing a father and a young mother and are not doing well at home can be sent here to make up for the loss...
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What she originally wanted was an adopted daughter, not a little girl.
But Prince Fujin of An County sent this message to the Fucha family, which was the answer.
The reason why Bafu Jinyi Xingshan did not directly chase people away was because of his sympathy for the Fucha family.
When the Fucha family first entered the government, the Eighth Fortune Jin Dynasty was faced with a formidable enemy, so they had no choice but to inquire about it to know themselves and their enemies.
Although the Fucha family was born as a concubine, she was raised by her aunt and asked for grace to avoid being selected. She was originally going to marry back to her natal family.
The uncles and aunts over there were also holding the great niece in their arms.
Just looking at Ma Qi's scenery, and with such support from her natal family, the life of the Fucha family will be good in the future.
The result was that he became the prince Fu Jin...
Ba Fujin cast a vague glance at Fucha's waist and abdomen.
The Eighth Prince was sorry for herself, so she retaliated tooth-for-tat and retaliated magnanimously, but the Fucha family was a disaster.
Mrs. Fucha noticed Bafujin's dismay and also felt her peace with him.
Mrs. Fucha was also in a complicated mood, but she didn't want to get into trouble, so she agreed honestly and pointed to two of the slightly skinny girls.
"These two girls are not closely related. One was brought in by her uncle's family because her biological mother was missing and her stepmother would not tolerate her; the other was brought in by her uncle's family because her father was missing and her aunt was mean, so her old grandmother came in to ask for mercy."
This time Bafujin is selecting people, and these two little girls are just making up the numbers, so they don't look as decent as the others.
Mrs. Fucha originally planned to just go through the motions and stay in her Dongkua Courtyard as a little girl doing odd jobs.
I didn't expect Bafujin to choose someone like this this time, but there was no need to find someone else.
Ba Fujin looked at the two girls. Not only were they thinner than the other girls, they also looked timid.
With just one look, the two little girls were trembling like little frozen chickens.
Bafujin moved his eyes, looked at Fucha, and said: "You are a kind-hearted person..."
It's a pity that good people are not rewarded.
Entering the Babel Mansion, it looks like prosperity and wealth, but it turns out to be a widower and a lonely person.
Mrs. Fucha hurriedly said: "It's because these two girls were lucky. They served Fujin in the future and were protected by Fujin. They no longer have to live in such miserable days..."
The group of people came and left, leaving two little girls behind.
Mrs. Fucha left Xikuoyuan with the remaining people.
From beginning to end, Ba Fujin did not ask Ba Age a single word.
Mr. Fucha doesn't know whether this change is good or not.
She thought about the guests who came today and sighed in her heart...
Front yard, living room.
Prince An's face was ugly. He looked at the eighth prince and was very dissatisfied.
"Ba Ye has always been smart and is not short-sighted. This time he acted too recklessly..."
He has no friendship with his uncle Soetu, but the Hesheli family is his maternal family after all.
This time it also involved an inspection of the Hesheli family's blessed place, and the person who volunteered was his nephew and son-in-law. This was also a slap in the face of Prince An.
The eighth prince sighed, looked around, and said: "Uncle, if I keep shutting up, the next time the prince is promoted, I won't be there. One step is slow, and the other is slow."
Now that there is no war, if you want to earn credit, you can only rely on errands.
If you don't do errands, what's the point of credit?
The key is that the ten elder brothers have all begun to join the South Study Room.
If he doesn't come out, the Que'er who stays in Jing Zuozheng from now on will also be gone.
"Brother is upset..."
Prince An knew that he had always been strong, and thinking about his situation in the past few years, he knew that it was not easy for him.
The eighth elder brother laughed at himself: "At the end of last year, the emperor rewarded me with a blue armor. Among the adult princes, I was the only one who was not qualified to participate. The ninth elder brother has all entered the court. If I don't take the initiative, Khan Amar and so many sons will not remember me."
Come……"
Between father and son, someone always has to bow his head first.
Just like the relationship between the imperial father and Prince Yu and Prince Gong, no one bowed his head, and the two princes remained silent for more than ten years.
Things are rare and valuable.
The imperial father only has one brother and one brother. No matter if there is any dissatisfaction, he will still be given the dignity he deserves.
But there were more than two princes. Xu Zhi saw that he was about to be ranked as the 20th prince.
Now that the matter has come to this, Prince An can only say: "Since you have chosen, just don't regret it. In recent years, you have rarely been criticized."
But the Eighth Prince has experienced the harshness of the world and the warmth and coldness of human relationships.
He said: "If I had a decent reputation in the imperial court, accumulated my merits early, and was crowned king along with my brothers, then others would only be respectful. It would be because I lost the favor of the emperor, that I would be looked down upon and gossiped about behind my back."
Prince An thought this was indeed the case.
He said: "If nothing else, after this incident, the prince will be at loggerheads with you, and the eldest brother may not think well of you either. You have to be aware of this."
After all, in the eyes of the outside world, the eighth elder brother is also a "big Qiantai party", and others will regard his behavior as the elder brother's favor.
The eighth prince nodded and said: "Thank you uncle for reminding me, I saved it."
The prince was arrogant and never regarded him as a brother; as for the eldest brother, the relationship with him was only superficial.
As long as the emperor is willing to use him and give him a chance, he doesn't care about offending those two people.
Two dogs fight, play off.
There are many fishermen, but there are only two snipe and clams...
Beyond the Great Wall, on the move.
Brother Ninth looked at the milky moon cake in front of him and said to Brother Four with a smile: "This is still a recipe from our house. I, Fujin, made it up and gave it to the imperial grandmother!"
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the old lady must be in a good mood, so she ordered people to make milk mooncakes.
There were some vague rumors before, saying that the Queen Mother was angry with the Prince and was depressed, etc. These were probably all lies.
Otherwise, the Queen Mother would not be interested in asking people to cook food.
Brother Si also held half a piece of milk skin mooncake in his hand and was eating it one bite at a time.
The skin of this mooncake is extremely thin and filled entirely with fillings.
Naipizi is usually eaten normally, but after being roasted, the milky aroma is fragrant.
At this moment, I saw someone not far away yelling: "You slave, what the hell are you talking about..."