wear it lord god

Chapter 2423 Waste Princess 11

A hostage is when the king sends his own children to another country. Whether as a guest or as a hostage, they are actually held as hostages.

If the country is strong or the queen is from the same family, the life of a hostage is easier. If the country is weak and no one is there, then the life is like that of a slave. Sometimes even worse than a slave, at least when other countries come to attack, at most they drive slaves to be cannon fodder, while hostages will hang on the city wall to block arrows, and those who dare to attack the city will kill the hostage first. Killing them directly is considered merciful, cutting them up piece by piece, throwing them off the city wall piece by piece; steaming, boiling, frying, etc. are all possible.

From the looks of it, he is a hostage from a weak country.

Xining sighed slightly, turned sideways and took out a white steamed bun from the food box, broke it open, stuffed a piece of mutton into it, and handed it over: "You must be hungry."

The boy licked his lips. His mouth was swollen and there was blood on the corners of his mouth. After hesitating, he took the steamed bun with meat in it and ate it in big mouthfuls. He looked hungry as he was wolfing it down.

Seeing this, she took another steamed bun from the food box, put a piece of meat in it, and handed it over.

The boy, who had eaten half of the bun, was stunned, but he still reached out with his dirty and scarred hands and took the bun. The hostility and vigilance in his eyes were obviously less.

"I'll pass by here again tomorrow." After leaving this sentence, she left.

Chun Er glared at the boy in dissatisfaction and followed him: "Princess, why are you giving him food? We don't have enough."

"Because he suffered more than us, at least we are still in our own country and have a place to complain."

This was the truth. Even without the Queen Mother's sincere invitation, at least as a princess, she would not dare to beat him easily no matter how demanding he was in terms of material things. At most, she would curse and ridicule him in a roundabout way.

Back in the house, the food box was placed on the table. When she opened it, there was a whole chicken, a dish of meat, a dish of vegetables, and four large white steamed buns. Minus the two that had just been given away, there were six white steamed buns in total. One chicken exceeded her quota, and as expected, if she held the big thick leg, she would have meat to eat.

Chun Er swallowed her saliva and said, "Princess, can I eat it?"

She nodded: "Eat it. Save some for dinner."

Chun'er immediately went to get a bowl and chopsticks, picked out some of the meat, cut off the head, feet, tail and internal organs of the chicken, closed the lid of the food box, put it aside, and took the bowl to eat. He ate the steamed bun and the vegetables, and ate happily, finally biting the chicken.

Xining sat with his legs crossed, thinking about something.

After Chun'er finished eating, she went to the yard to fetch water and wash her hands. Then she went to get her needle and thread, and knelt down beside it to make a money bag: "Now that I have finally got some silver, I want to change it into loose change, and put ten or five of them in a money bag."

I felt sorry for her because I rewarded her too much, so I gave her a whole ingot at a time.

But this little money is only enough to send off the palace maids. If it is for the management, it is not enough to fill the gaps in the teeth. In the current situation, if you want to get things done, you can only rely on money. Why do you need money when you are about to die?

It's easy to rely on money, for example, Zi Ling, who is by the Queen Mother's side, can't be defeated even with money. And Madam Jiang Shu, the stepmother, has caused the current tense relationship, and giving her three or five hundred taels may not be enough to calm her down.

I watched Chun'er make a purse. People used purses to hold money, and there were patterns embroidered on them. But Chun'er was too young and there was no one to teach her, so she just made a small cloth bag as a purse.

"Chun'er, stop doing it. Three or five will be enough." She simply lay down on her side. It felt so good to lie flat.

At night, Chun'er heated up the chicken and the two of them tore into pieces and ate them. They were full without even eating the steamed bun.

When she went to sleep, Chun'er lay beside her, feeling very satisfied: "Princess, I am so full, it's like a dream. It would be great if I could eat full every day!"

"Not only will we be able to eat our fill," Xining said confidently, "we'll have ice bowls and ice cream to eat in the summer, thick clothes and quilts in the winter, and plenty of charcoal fire, as long as you listen to me."

Chun Er immediately expressed her opinion: "I will obey the princess. I will obey the princess completely."

The next day, early in the morning, she took Chun'er to the Queen Mother's small kitchen again.

When the Queen Mother stood up to eat, a small bowl of meat sauce was served on the table. Xining sat directly opposite the Queen Mother. The first time was raw, the second time was familiar, and the next time she was thick-skinned and didn't play the empty ceremony. "Grandma, try it and see if it tastes good." She smiled and handed the chopsticks over with both hands, looking anxious.

"Okay, let's try it." The Queen Mother took the chopsticks with a smile, picked up some臊子 and tasted it, her eyebrows twitching: "It smells so good, I didn't expect that adding all the green onions and peppercorns can actually cover up the smell of mutton."

He took another bite and squinted his eyes to taste it carefully: "It has a burnt aroma, as if ginger is added, but I can't taste the ground ginger... um, and fennel."

"Grandma is really amazing. She can tell right away." She flattered, watching the empress dowager pick up the steamed bun and take a small bite of the sauce and then a small bite of the steamed bun. Then she spoke slowly, as if chatting: "The cook in the small kitchen said that grandma doesn't like ginger and never drinks ginger soup. Everything in the small kitchen that needs ginger is cut into slices, not minced."

"But ginger is a good thing, how can we not eat it. Moer minced the ginger, put all kinds of ingredients into a small bag, cut the mutton into thin slices and marinated them with the ingredients. Half an hour later, roast the meat over high heat until it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. After chopping it into pieces, put it on the fire to simmer."

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Thank you for the trouble of chopping and pickling ginger so that I can eat it."

Xining made a pun: "It's just ginger. As long as grandma wants to eat it, she can eat it."

Queen Liang Jiang’s surname was Jiang. The empress dowager was stunned for a moment, then she laughed.

To please the Queen Mother, Zi Ling added: "Of course, as long as the Queen Mother is willing, she will eat till she is full."

The Queen Mother laughed heartily, tapping Zi Ling with her chopsticks. The others in the hall, those standing, laughed along; those kneeling, lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

The Queen Mother ate the whole white membrane with mutton sauce and drank a small bowl of corn porridge. She stopped eating only when she couldn't eat any more.

Looking at the almost finished bowl, he asked, "How much did you make?"

"There are two more bowls." She replied, "One bowl is for grandma to eat in the evening, and the other bowl is for Aunt Ziling. Aunt Ziling knows grandma's taste best. Let her taste it and give some suggestions."

The Queen Mother nodded, and said, "It's good that there are some left." Zi Ling beside her smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I have some too. It's all thanks to the Queen Mother and the Princess."

"Now that you're full, help digest the food. Mo'er, accompany me for a walk." The Queen Mother raised her hand and Ziling hurried to support her.

Xining stood up and held the Queen Mother's other arm. The three of them went to the garden, followed by Wu Lala and a dozen other people.

"Queen, the flowers are blooming beautifully."

"Grandma, the lotus flowers are in bud. There will definitely be more lotus flowers this year."

The two of them chatted with each other without letting the conversation get boring. Along the way, any palace servants who met them would step aside and kneel down.

This is the palace. The roads are walked by those in power. Not to mention that the flowers bloom for those in power, people also live for those in power.

In the garden, the weather is sunny and the flowers are in full bloom.

The Queen Mother: "Mo'er, thank you for coming here early every morning. "

"Mo'er is not tired. Mo'er can only make some snacks. As long as grandma can eat one more bite, it's enough. If I can make grandma happy, Mo'er will be happy too." You are my big thick legs, I will hold you tightly until I die.

The Queen Mother seemed very touched: "I know you are filial. If I don't reward you, it would seem stingy. Tell me what you want."

While Da Gutui was happy, he quickly said, "Grandma, I really need your reward... I have run out of jasmine salt."