Poor children

Chapter 298: Mr. Cheng saves the old prince and eats the strange fruit

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At night, people's livelihood returns again

Princess Qing and Zi Tong were leaning on the couch in the room talking. When they saw Minsheng coming back, they both sat up.

"Have you made it clear?" Zi Tong was afraid that Min Sheng would not be able to tell the whole truth to the boss.
"Yeah," Minsheng agreed, while picking up the tea on the table and drinking, "Zhenyuan is sick."

"Sick?" Prince Qing also happened to come into the room. "Who? Zhenyuan Hou?"

When Minsheng saw his father coming, he pulled the chair away and asked Zhaoqing to sit down. "Yes, Zhenyuan Hou is sick?"

"Is it serious?" Prince Qing sat down and asked again

"Serious, life and death are on the line" Minsheng replied

"It shouldn't be." Prince Qing suddenly felt a little confused. "Yesterday, I met Zhenyuan Hou. He spoke in a loud voice and was full of energy. How come he is seriously ill today?"

Minsheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Zhenyuan is seriously ill. Mr. Cheng Guiren should go back to visit. My father is a filial man, so he will do it even if he goes back to take care of him." Zi Tong also laughed.

"I didn't expect that Zhenyuan Hou, who usually looks old-fashioned and conservative, could actually let go of his figure for the sake of his daughter." Princess Qing also laughed.
"It's not Zhenyuan Hou's idea, it's his eldest son's idea. If Mr. Cheng doesn't go back, Mrs. Cheng will also cry endlessly. Mr. Cheng can't stand the noise, so he has to admit it." Minsheng added
"As long as there is an explanation for the matter, you don't have to worry anymore this time. Just have a good rest." After saying this, Princess Qing got down from the couch and pulled Prince Qing out.

"I have something to say with my son, why are you pulling me?" Prince Qing broke away blindly.
"What time has it been? Let's talk about something tomorrow." Princess Qing doesn't care what great things he does, as long as he doesn't delay her from having her grandson.

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"It's been four or five years since Prime Minister Han Laocheng returned to the northwest, right? Why didn't he come back again?" The regent saw that Paoer had been sitting in his study all morning, changing four or five books but had no intention of leaving. , don't care about yourself
"He's used to living in the Northwest, I think it's more comfortable to go back to live here." When the poor son heard the prince asking her, he didn't look up, just stared at the book and replied to him.

"How is the imperial concubine?" The prince asked about his eldest aunt Yu Yu.

"It's fine," the poor man replied again.
The two fell silent again

"Grandpa, my grandson has brought you some fruit." Hongyue's voice came in first before he entered the room. As soon as he finished speaking, he also entered the room without seeing the poor man sitting on the other side. He just walked towards the old prince

"What an incredible fruit, it's worthy of your shouting and screaming." When the old prince saw Hong Yue, he was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

"The prince sent it here. It was sent here from Siam." Hong Yue was so excited that he didn't know what kind of fruit made him so happy. After saying this, Hong Yue happily held one in his hand. The package was placed on the table of the old prince, and he opened it mysteriously. Inside the package was a large beige ball covered with spikes. There were some cracks on the ball, and it exuded a strange smell.
The old prince had never seen such a thing before, so he couldn't help but get closer to take a look, and then lifted his nose to smell it. This smell almost knocked him over. "What do you think this is? Fruit?" The prince looked confused. Believe it or not, "Isn't this some kind of weapon?"

Seeing the prince's disgusted expression, Hong Yue laughed out loud, "Grandfather, this is really fruit. It is the uncle of the Fang family. He went to Siam as a special envoy, and it took a lot of effort to bring it back from that country."

"Can the thing Fang Shaoqin brought back be a good thing?" The old prince became even more contemptuous of the fruit.
"Grandpa, please try it. It's very sweet." Hong Yue said with a smile. "Uncle Third, go get a knife and watch me open it."

The three guards responded and went to get the knife.

At this time, Hong Yue turned around and saw that the pauper was also in the study. "My mother is also here."

"We weren't talking and laughing just now. Why did I become so serious when you saw me?" When Qian'er saw Hong Yue seeing him, he immediately became serious, as if her mother had made him so angry.
"Where can I have it? My mother happens to be here too, so let's come over and have a taste." Hong Yue invited the poor boy to come over.
Then Pao'er put the book in his hand aside and walked to Hong Yue. The smelly fruit on the table was something Pao'er had never seen before. "Is this really edible?"

"It's edible. The prince ate it yesterday," Hong Yue replied.

"You stinky boy, maybe you are here to make fun of me. Isn't this something weird done by your uncle?" The prince never thought that such a smelly and ugly thing could be eaten.
Coincidentally, the three guards had already brought the knife over at this time. Hong Yue took the knife, opened the fruit, took out the soft pulp inside, and presented it to the regent.

When the pulp of the fruit was pushed in front of him, the stench became even stronger. The old prince was so shocked that he kept hiding behind him, "How can humans eat this shit-like thing?"

"Grandpa, let's try it first. It's really delicious." Only Hong Yue had the courage to pull the old prince and stuff the fruit pulp into his mouth.
The old prince could only half push and half swallow it into his mouth with a frown. The poor boy looked at the two of them and also turned his nose back and laughed.

The old prince didn't struggle with the first few bites, but after savoring it for a few times, it was really sweet and delicious, so he stopped feeding Hongyue and started eating by himself.

"This thing is really edible." Seeing that the old prince was enjoying the food, the poor boy reached out and took a piece to eat.
"You can just eat this, don't eat the rest." After eating the taste, the old prince thought it was a good thing, so he wanted to give his grandsons a taste

"Grandpa likes it, so just eat more. I asked the stick to send the other two to my aunt and the others," Hong Yue said again.
"Then they must not dare to eat it now," the poor man laughed.

"Then I have to go to the backyard to take a look first." After saying this, Hong Yue hurriedly went to the second lady's yard.
The old prince kept eating in his mouth. When he saw Hong Yue leaving, he suddenly remembered something, "There are more and more rumors among the people. I think you should know about the fourth prince."

"Yeah" Pao'er responded and said nothing more.

"What's the smell in this room?" Cheng He always went to the old prince's place first when he came back from the Yamen, but today he was almost blown away by the smell as soon as he entered.
"Brother," the pauper greeted Chenghe hurriedly when he saw it.
"Chenghe, you are back, come here, let's eat together." The old prince found this fruit and enjoyed it very much, so he wanted to let his son try it too.
Cheng He held his nose back and didn't dare to come near. He saw his father holding a bunch of sticky and yellow stuff and putting it into his mouth with satisfaction. He could only ask the poor boy in a low voice, "Is dad eating shit?"

The poor boy couldn't help laughing out loud at the question, "Hurry up and go over there, let's talk after you see clearly."

When Chenghe saw that scene, he was willing to go closer, but the old prince kept shouting, so he had to go over reluctantly. When he got closer, he could see clearly that it was really not shit, but something he had never seen before. The old prince ordered him He didn't want to go against his father's wishes, so he only took a little bit to eat. Unexpectedly, he couldn't stop eating.
(End of this chapter)