Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 515
Mo Shujin hurried to finish the bowl of longevity noodles before Shen Mo.

As usual, the carriage in the palace arrived at the Prince's Mansion on time at Youshi.

Li Zhaoyi was always low-key and humble, and didn't like ostentation. Except for the middle-aged eunuch who drove the car back and forth, and Nanny Li who came to the mansion early to wait, she didn't bring any other personal servants by her side.

Even the carriage is just the most common carriage in Beijing, covered with a layer of dark flower satin and clean surface, only the four corners of the eaves and four corners of the carriage are hung with copper bells carved with Tianjia patterns, which can be regarded as a display of identity.

The young man who came out of the back kitchen tidied up his clothes while walking, and when he reached the front hall, he had already tidied up his appearance.

"Concubine Mother!" Mo Shujin couldn't help shouting when he saw the beautiful woman who had just got off the carriage from a distance and was dressed in a water-colored palace attire.

Time seems to be used to treat beauties in a different way. Although Li Zhaoyi has passed her forties, her face still looks as fresh and radiant as that of a 27-year-old young woman, but she has more time than them And the dignified majesty that precipitated.

Li Zhaoyi turned her head and gave him a gentle smile when she heard the sound, then turned around and nodded slightly to the inner prisoner.

Seeing this, the old inner eunuch lowered his head and bowed his eyes, and then grabbed the horsewhip to drive the carriage again: "In this way, the slave will return to the palace first to report to His Majesty."

"Mistress Zhaoyi, my slave is already coming to pick you up from His Highness tomorrow, I hope your lady will not forget the time tomorrow."

"Okay, then there will be Eunuch Lao." Li Miaozhu nodded in response, watched the old eunuch drive away from the Prince's Mansion, and then stepped over the threshold.

The attendants in the mansion knelt down on the ground, Li Nanny and Mo Shujin also came up to meet him from left to right.

"Mother Concubine, the other courtyard where you usually live, the children have been cleaned up by the servants, do you want to go over and have a look?" The young man in Chinese clothes chattered while holding his old lady's arm.

He thought the rules and regulations in the palace were too long-winded and troublesome, so he seldom entered or left the palace on weekdays. Therefore, after careful calculation, after the reception banquet in July, the mother and son hadn't seen each other properly for more than half a month. up.

"It's okay to go after dinner. After all, I live in that yard every year. I know how it can be cleaned up." Li Miaozhu had a very kind smile on her face, and waved her sleeves to signal to the attendants on the ground. They got up without ceremony.

Seeing this, Nanny Li quietly dismissed all the servants in the courtyard, and followed the mother and son into the backyard talking and laughing.

The birthday banquet was held in a separate small hall with the most unique scenery in the backyard. When the three of them arrived, the maids had just prepared the last food and drink.

A dozen or so exquisite dishes were set up on the table, but fortunately, although there were many dishes, the portions were not large. The two of them could probably eat [-]% of it, and the remaining [-]% was used to feed the cats and dogs in the house, which is not considered a waste. .

As soon as the maids left, Nanny Li gave them careful instructions and then withdrew. Immediately, only Mo Shujin, mother and son were left in the hall.

Li Miaozhu, who had been holding that decent smile on her lips before, slackened the corners of her lips almost instantly. She shrank into the big chair with her skirt in her hand, her whole body limp and paralyzed as if she had no bones. one slice.

"Damn it, I'm so exhausted from this journey, my face is stiff from laughing." Li Miaozhu cursed with her chin up, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the bowl of longevity noodles on the table, "It's okay, this year's noodles If it’s thinner, it’s good enough to eat.”

"Look at that bowl of stuff you rolled out last year when your brain was so hot. If you knew it was longevity noodles, if you didn't know it, you thought it was that Laoshizi's sliced ​​soup."

"Hey... I'm not afraid that you will get tired of eating hand-rolled noodles in your old age, so you want to change the form and change the pattern." Mo Shujin shrank his neck and smiled contemptuously, not caring about his old lady's sitting posture , and the words that are not restrained at all have long been commonplace.

In fact, he has always suspected in his heart that his mother's usual low-key and modesty is purely because she is too lazy to put on a show with others, and she is afraid that a careless mistake will hurt other people's lives.

After all, she was born in the general family, and her temper in private is really not ordinary violent. Once she gets up, with a swipe of the nine-section whip, half of the Palace of Peace will be thrown away by her.

If such a whip falls on an ordinary person, I'm afraid that one whip will add another soul.

Hmm... Thinking about it this way, it would be better for his old lady to huddle quietly in the palace, walk the birds and play with the whip.

"For a change...for a change, you should switch to stretched noodles or ramen." Li Miaozhu sneered with the corners of his eyes hanging and his lips curled up, "After studying for so many years, you can only roll out dough in the end, no wonder you can't get it at such an old age." daughter in law."

Heartbroken, my mother!

As soon as Mo Shujin's knee hurt, his heart was immediately pierced into a sieve by his own mother.

Against the surging blood, he barely grasped the edge of the table, propped his arms into Li Miaozhu's bowl and picked up a big chopsticks dish: "...Mother Concubine, why don't we eat first and wait for the dishes to be served?" It's cold."

"Tsk, little | fart | the bigger you are, the more you can't help being funny. It's boring." Li Zhaoyi looked at the sharp dishes in the bowl and pulled her lips.

The rules of the Peace Palace have always been to not speak when eating or sleeping, and the two of them never spoke a word after chopsticks were moved.

After the mother and son had left most of the food and wine on that table in suspense, Mo Shujin finally finished the complete draft, and mustered up the courage to carefully put down the bowls and chopsticks: "Mother—"

Li Miaozhu raised his eyes following the sound, swallowed the last bit of food in his mouth slowly, took out the handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Tell me, what kind of basket did you poke again?"

"? Why did you use 'again'?" Mo Shujin stared in astonishment, "Could it be that in your old mind, I only know how to poke tricks?"

Li Zhaoyi opened her mouth and asked back, the astonishment in her eyes was more than that: "Could it be that you would do something else?"

Mo Shujin's knee suddenly hurt more and more: "I really didn't stab someone this time!!"

"Well, it seems that this time is more serious than stabbing someone." Li Miaozhu smacked her lips and frowned, "Then there is really no hope."

"Son, if this is the case, let's act first and write a letter to your grandfather as soon as your mother returns to the palace, asking him to call twenty or thirty people over, so we might as well tie you up and throw you into the sea to drown. "

"?? Are you really my mother?" Mo Shujin was dumbfounded on the spot, "I just want to say, I figured it out—"

"You and grandpa are right. Even if the boy really has no intention of aspiring to the East Palace, he can't be too idle like he is now."

"So, concubine mother, the child has figured it out, and is going to be a little more serious. At least recruit a new batch of safe guards for the mansion, and pay more attention to the actions of the people in the court—"

"It doesn't mean you have to know everything about the previous dynasty, but you have to know the general trend anyway."

"What do you think?"

Li Miaozhu didn't say a word when she heard the words, and after a while, she folded her hands and supported her chin: "Are you sure?"

Mo Shujin swallowed, and nodded nervously.

　Hardcore mother, beating the cub in the next chapter
　　
　
(End of this chapter)