Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 725 The Royal Conquest, Passing the Begging Festival (3)
This day was hotter than usual, in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, there was a low chirp at noon, and Empress Dowager Jia took a nap, sweating all over from the heat.

Because I haven't seen Xiao Yuanxiao for a long time, I miss her so much. Before going to bed, Empress Dowager Jia asked Mrs. Ma to go to Yaotai Pavilion, and asked Yun Wanqin to bring the second prince here in the afternoon. Seeing that the weather is too hot now, I am afraid that the children will come and go. On the way there, she suffered from heatstroke, and was about to ask Zhu Shun to inform Yun Wanqin not to come, when the eunuch reported at the door: "Mei Yun is here with the second prince."

"Hurry up, please come in." Seeing that the mother and son had arrived, Empress Dowager Jia hurriedly asked the palace servants to get more ice cubes and put them around the room. Hold it up.

When Yun Wanqin came in with Xiao Yuanxiao in her arms and sat down, there was already a pile of heat-relieving medicines under her eyelids.Empress Dowager Jia urged again: "Quickly scoop up the chrysanthemum crystal dew and give Xiao Yuanxiao two bites to relieve the heat first."

"The Empress Dowager is biased," Ma said with a smile, "Every time the Second Prince comes, I wish I could bring out all the good things from the Palace of Compassion and Ning."

"You're talking nonsense again," Empress Dowager Jia refused to admit, "When the First Prince and Princess Dingyi come, isn't it good to mourn the family?" Saying so, she stretched out her arms, her face full of love, Imitating the child's voice: "Hey, give Aijia a hug... Hey, it's so heavy! I can't hold it anymore," and then rubbed the child's face: "Aijia, be careful... ..."

Little Yuanxiao raised her lotus root arm, and the little gold bracelet to ward off evil clanged on her wrist. She grinned and subconsciously patted her great-grandmother's face with her hand. However, the Empress Dowager Jia was not at all displeased by being disobedient, on the contrary she was very happy: "This hand It's so powerful..."

Seeing her son being rude, Yun Wanqin called softly, "Xiao Yuanxiao."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, focus more, focus more... Ai Jia likes to watch little Yuanxiao gain strength." Empress Dowager Jia sent her face up.

Mrs. Ma saw that her master did not have the slightest demeanor and dignity of the empress dowager in front of this great-grandson, she couldn't help laughing, but she sighed slightly in her heart, no matter whether the child belonged to the emperor or the king of Qin, she was still the empress dowager My great-grandson, how can it not hurt? It was right for the Empress Dowager not to allow anyone to mention this matter, otherwise, how can I get a happy fruit.

Every time the Queen Mother Jia saw Little Yuanxiao, she would hug him tightly, and it was the same today, pinching his little hand from time to time to hook the child to talk.

Little Yuanxiao smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, honest and joyful, she could rub it whatever she wanted, and would not refuse anyone who came, but she couldn't make a sound.

The Empress Dowager Jia was teasing, and suddenly her smile faded a little, and she looked at Yun Wanqin: "The second prince hasn't started talking yet?"

Yun Wanqin's eyes moved: "I haven't spoken yet."

"Although children speak early and late, the children in our Xiahou family all speak early. Xiao'er can read the whole poem when he is less than one and a half years old. It should be later, but just after one year old, he can also babble. Yelling at mother and father, little Yuanxiao looks like a smart girl, everything is better than children of the same age, she is strong, tall, but she just has no intention of talking." Empress Dowager Jia was a little worried.

Mrs. Ma didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "The Empress Dowager is too anxious to cause chaos. Isn't it normal for children over one year old not to speak? How many children can't speak at the age of two or three! This also varies from person to person."

"But such a big child, he should be able to spit out a few words." If it was a normal child, Queen Mother Jia would not be in a hurry. After so long, so a little later than other children in the palace, she couldn't help thinking about things.

Yun Wanqin could guess the hidden worries of the Empress Dowager Jia, and comforted her: "Don't worry, the Empress Dowager, firstly, as Nanny Ma said, Xiao Yuanxiao is still young, and secondly, she has been in Yaotai Pavilion all year round, and the surroundings are quiet. He listens less to human voices and has less contact with languages, so he is naturally lazy to speak. Recently, I often read to him Qionglin, Qianjia Poems, and Three-Character Classics. I hope he will listen more and accumulate more vocabulary. You can talk faster, too."

Listening to what she said, Queen Mother Jia finally felt relieved, but after some consideration, she lowered her head and kissed the little Yuanxiao, then raised her head and said, "You are right, your Yaotai Pavilion has not been popular all the year round, just It's a tricky corner, it's more boring than the place where the old man lives in Ai's house, and our little Yuanxiao doesn't even have a learning environment."

Yun Wanqin and Ma Shi both smiled, but the Empress Dowager gently shook her great-grandson's chubby hand and continued: "In a few days it will be Qixi Festival. On the day of Qiqiao Festival, according to the rules of Yejing in previous years, the officials of Jingzhaoyin Yamen will Put the embroidered brocade on the main street of the capital. The Ai family asked Concubine Kang to go down and allow several concubines to go up to the tower to watch it. If the weather is fine, you can also go up the tower with the little Lantern Festival to enjoy it."

Seventh of July is the Qiqiao Festival. One of the customs to celebrate the festival is to gather the skillful women in the families of the common people to gather on both sides of the street facing the moon and the wind. They embroider all kinds of brocades on the spot with seven-hole needles and five-color threads. The yamen officials presiding over the festival are embedded on the screen, and a long dragon is placed on the main street of the capital for the appreciation and evaluation of the people in the capital. Over the years, it has become a major event of the Qiqiao Festival in Yejing.

At that time, the brocade will be vast and colorful, and it will be lined up on the street, and can be seen clearly from the upper floors of the imperial palace, so every year the emperor will bestow favors on the inner palace concubines or palace people to go upstairs to appreciate it.

Although there was a war at the border this year, the Empress Dowager Jia did not suspend the matter because of the emperor's personal conquest, in order to show the peace in the city, the country and the people, and proceeded as usual.

Yun Wanqin said: "The concubine's status is low, how can I go up the castle tower with a few empresses..."

"Aijia is not for you, but for Xiao Yuanxiao. I want Xiao Yuanxiao to have a chance to gain popularity. It is colorful, and children like to watch it. Maybe when you are happy, you will suddenly say something?" Kissed Xiao Yuanxiao.

Yun Wanqin smiled, and no longer declined: "Thank you, Empress Dowager."

Now that there is an extra pair of mother and son in the harem, accompanying guards are indispensable, Empress Dowager Jia thought for a while, knowing that she has a good relationship with the Shen family, she made arrangements: "Then, except for Qi Huai'en, Chu Xia and the accompanying palace people around you, Let guard Shen accompany you to climb the tower."

"Yes." Yun Wanqin said thank you.

On Qixi Festival, when night fell, Shen Zhao brought two guards to Yaotai Pavilion and invited Yun Wanqin and others to climb the outer tower of the palace.

I don't know if it's the first time in my life that I can see the outside world, but Xiao Yuanxiao is also dancing, so excited that she can't stop moving in her mother's arms.

While walking, Chu Xia said: "Maybe it's like what the Empress Dowager said, Xiao Yuanxiao really opened her mouth when she was happy today."

Yun Wanqin hugged her son herself, lowered her head, and smiled to lure him to talk: "Call my mother to listen, okay?"

Little Yuanxiao's mouth was tightly shut, her eyes were looking around, but she didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)