Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 367 Many Layers of Meaning

  The people were silent, and the soldier leader with the beard was quite satisfied with such a scene.

   No matter what the people thought, he just finished saying what the Empress had to say, and waved his hand.

   "Okay, it's all gone. It's all gone. There are persimmons at home that can't be sold and want to sell to the imperial court. Quickly go home and take them to the West Market, and you'll receive them at noon tomorrow, so they won't be out of date."

  The people left one by one, and the beards were almost scattered.

   Leaving two men to guard him, he took the other two to leave the downtown area and return to their lives.

  The restaurant opposite the poster of the emperor list,

   Feiying looked at the back of the bearded person who was leading away, and looked at the master in front of him worriedly,

   "My lord, did the emperor find something when he did this?"

   On the day he met the Empress, he always felt that something was wrong. How could there be so many coincidences in the world?

   Looking at it this way today, the emperor really had some doubts about what they were doing subtly this year.

  Nangongze's palm hidden in the wide sleeves of the white robe tightened his grip on the jade pendant with the red ear hanging, and a wry smile filled the corner of his mouth.

   "In this world, there really is nothing to hide from the emperor."

  At the same time, at the gate of Kyoto City, a simple and unpretentious carriage was undergoing routine inspection.

  The wind rolled up the corners of the curtains, and the corner of a colorful cotton-padded jacket came into view quietly.

  The carriage entered the city gate and went all the way to the north. The bustling long street was full of people.

  Miao Shui lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at familiar people and things with a kind and shrewd face, and smiled.

   Hey, hey, it's time to come, the way back from Jiangnan has been bumpy and ruined for the old man.

   She is really a hard-working old woman, thinking about not forgetting to turn around and greet the two old men in the carriage,

   "Old brother and sister, we are here, and the palace you can see from the north is the palace.

  Qingqing and Ayu are both inside, everything is good in it, but after staying for a long time, I feel bored,

   But it doesn't matter, my wife, why do I have to rest in Kyoto for a few months this time,

   Anyway, you have to go to the nearby city after this winter. If you stay all day and feel bored,

  Old lady, I will take you out of the palace to play around. Others dare not boast about Haikou, and I will definitely make you have a good time. "

   "Ai, Ai!"

   Grandpa Song and Grandma Song nodded, looking a little excited in the direction Miaoshui pointed to the north palace.

   The uncomfortable feeling that just arrived in this completely unfamiliar era, I got used to it as early as this month,

   Now I want to see my granddaughter and grandson-in-law earlier, and I don’t know how the two children are now.

  The carriage passed through the lively long street,

   then entered the avenue leading to the palace, after about half a cup of tea time,

  The solemn and solemn palace came into view, and a group of people stood at the gate of the palace,

   was headed by Nangong Yu, who stood in front of the mighty emperor's guard of honor in a black dragon robe.

  The Great Yuan is no different than another world, the ninety-five supreme emperor, and the number of people who want Nangong to die is in the thousands.

   "Your Majesty, the old priest is here."

   Eunuch De had sharp eyes, and at a glance he saw Miao Shui who opened the curtain of the carriage and looked here with a smile.

  The old priest had a deep friendship with him when he had not left the palace and wandered around, and now he is happy to see someone come back.

"Ok."

   In the slightly cold wind, Nangong Yu looked at the three old men who were approaching the carriage. The unattainable majesty of the emperor could be seen disintegrating.

   Eunuch De was secretly surprised. In the past, although the emperor respected the old priest, he was not like that. Looking at the two old men behind Miao Shui,

   The doubts in my heart are clear. In this world, the matter of the queen mother and the empress is worthy of the emperor's attention.

   "Appeal!"

  The Son of Heaven was here, and the guards who drove the carriage at a distance pulled the horse's reins,

   Leaping off the carriage neatly, he took out the bench that was easy to rest on, and helped the three old men down one by one.

   "Thank you for your hard work, child."

  Grandma Song has been doing things swiftly for most of her life. After coming to this different world, she was always cared for and cared for every day. After all, she was still a little uncomfortable.

   "It's not hard work, this is your subordinate's job, be careful with your steps."

  The guards should wait for Grandma Song to stand firm, and then go to help Grandpa Song, and wait for them to be steady,

  Nangong Yu also brought a mighty group of people to the front of several people, and passed the guard's voice and came to the two elders of the Song family first.

   "Grandpa and Grandma, are you all right along the way?"

   "Hey, good, good, all good." Grandpa Song has also seen the emperor played by actors on TV in his life.

   At first glance, facing the emperor's grandson-in-law dressed up, he was not used to it, but also a little cautious.

   "It's alright, it's okay to have sister Miaoshui to take care of us and see what's wrong with us, Ayu, are you and Qingqing okay?"

   Grandma Song is much more comfortable than Grandpa Song, isn't this Ayu still Ayu?

   In addition to the taller hair, this face is still this face, this person is still this person,

   I wanted to ask what happened to the great-grandson in my granddaughter's stomach, but Sister Miaoshui said,

   I can't say this at the moment, and I can only swallow back when it reaches my throat.

   "We're all fine."

   The two old men Nangong Yu have always shown a mature, stable and reliable side, and this,

   is precisely what the two elders of the Song family, especially Grandpa Song, are most satisfied and valued most, and they entrust their granddaughter with confidence.

   After the two old people came to the palace for the first time to settle down, Nangong Yu looked at Miao Shui next to him, opened his lips,

   "Old priest, hard work."

   There are many layers of meaning in these words, depending on how people perceive them,

  Miao Shui's mouth was chewing the sweet and greasy sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus candy with a crunch, and when he heard the words, he saluted in an orderly manner,

   stood up straight and waved his hand carelessly, copying the guard's words,

   "Where the emperor is, it is the responsibility of the old minister."

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   Let’s talk about Fengming Palace,

  Song Qing had no knowledge of the fact that the old lady and the two elders arrived in the capital city one day earlier. They left the palace yesterday.

  I just want to take a break today, I have nothing to do, I am sticking to the wolf's pen to transcribe the last relevant regulations of the historical records,

   "Button."

   Yuan'er softly knocked on the study door, holding a small bowl that was still steaming in her hand,

   Seeing Song Qing looking towards her, the little girl raised her foot and stepped over the threshold into the study.

   "Niangniang, drink the medicine, you don't like to eat candied fruit, slave maid will replace candied fruit with tangerine today,

   Don't you like to eat sour lately? This tangerine is just sour and sweet, and it can suppress the bitterness. "

   I have to say that Yuan’er is really comprehensive when it comes to taking care of food and daily life.

  Song Qing drank the medicine and took a tangerine, peeled it off, and ate it. The medicine is good, but bitter.

   She is someone who can stand the bitter taste, unlike Master who often drinks this medicine,

   It was like taking her half life, and once exaggerated that a small bowl of medicine put nearly half a bowl of sugar,

  Thinking about this,

   The corners of Song Qing's mouth couldn't help turning up, and she didn't know when the old lady and grandparents would arrive.

  The peel of the tangerine is not difficult to peel, but when I was about to break off the tangerine and eat it, I heard a noise from outside.

   At noon,

   The light golden warm sun in the late autumn basked in the windows and did not close the windows. Through the hollow window lattices,

   A group of people caught Song Qing's fingertips holding the orange petals and stopped because they were too wrong.

"grandparents?"

"what?"

  Yuaner asked strangely, grandparents? Where did the grandparents come from? Didn't the old priest bring her back from the snow to raise her?

   (end of this chapter)