A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Although I met the Zheng family with a bad brain, it was still very pleasant to buy clothes and jewelry, that is, when my sixth brother paid the bill, his hands trembled slightly.

"Sister." Ming Cunfu touched his half-empty purse and said to Jiuzhu: "You go to the carriage and wait for me first. I'll go to the opposite bookstore to buy some books."

"Okay." Jiuzhu nodded while touching the newly bought hairpin by the side of her temple.

Seeing the smile on his sister's face, Ming Cunfu began to reflect on whether he was too stingy. It's good for her sister to be happy. How could she feel sorry for her money.

"I'll be back soon." Ming Cunfu told the equinox: "Take care of Miss."

"Brother don't worry, I must be obediently waiting for you in the carriage." Jiuzhu waved his hand: "You can pick a book with peace of mind."

"Then I will go back."

The carriage stopped outside the garment shop. Just as Jiuzhu walked to the carriage, she heard a woman screaming.

"Bugs, bugs."

"It jumped up on my clothes, hurry up and get rid of it!"

Seeing that the woman was so frightened, Jiuzhu kept shaking her sleeves, and quickly stepped forward to catch the insects on the sleeves of the woman.

"Don't be afraid of the girl, it's just a cricket." Jiuzhu hid the cricket behind her back, not allowing the woman to look at it, lest she continue to be afraid.

"Thank you." The panic on the woman's face faded, and after thanking Jiuzhu, she hurriedly climbed into her carriage.

"Little girl, that is my family's ever-victorious general."

Jiuzhu looked back at the door of the ready-to-wear shop. The Zipao boy who had seen him before, holding a cricket cage in his hand, was looking at her with a smile.

"your?"

"Naturally." The Zipao master opened his palm, "Hey, let this kind of escape from the master be handled by my master."

"Oh." Jiuzhu ran up to him, and put the cricket in the palm of this person's slightly tender palm.

I saw this "General Victory" wriggling twice in the palm of Zipao Young Master's palm, completely motionless.

"That..." Jiuzhu took a step back in silence, and secretly looked at Zipao's expression, and then took a small step back: "Maybe I didn't pay attention just now, and I used a little bit more strength."

In order to increase the authenticity of this sentence, she used her thumb and index finger to compare the size of her fingernail: "It's really only a little bit."

The Zipao Young Master raised his eyebrows slightly, and threw the body of "General Changsheng" into the cricket cage. An attendant who followed him quickly took the cage, and the other attendant handed over a clean Jinpa.

Seeing that the other party slowly wiped his hands with the kerchief, Jiuzhu took out a piece of silver in his purse. After thinking about it, I felt that this piece of silver was a bit bigger, and threw it back into my purse and continued to dig it out. Finally, I found a smaller silver grain, and quickly stepped forward and stuffed it into the palm of the purple robe boy, again at the fastest speed. A few steps away from him.

"It's a big piece of silver." Two fingers twisted the silver grains smaller than the fingernails, and the son in purple robe exclaimed: "Girls are so generous."

Jiuzhu couldn't bear the silver particles, but who told her to go out without the copper plate.

"Small." Enduring distress, Jiuzhu turned her head and didn't look at the silver particles on the other's fingertips: "This is the funeral expense for the cricket."

The Zipao Master's hand that held the cricket cage with the attendant was shaking slightly. But he is a dedicated servant of the palace, and he must not show any emotions before the master has spoken.

"All right." The purple-robed son put the broken silver particles into his waist at will: "According to the girl's wishes, I will surely let General Chang Sheng be buried in a magnificent burial."

"That..." Jiuzhu apologized to Fushen Zipao: "I'm sorry."

Although not intentional, the cricket was indeed pinched to death by her accidentally.

Blame her for seeing so few people in the world, she didn't know that people in the capital would specially raise crickets as pets.

"Fine." The Zipao boy turned on his horse, and took the whip that was handed over by the attendant: "This is a thing that will die."

He raised his whip to leave, and suddenly turned his head to look at the golden hairpin on the side of Jiuzhu: "Which girl are you, I have never seen you before."

Jiuzhu looked at the Zipao Young Master with slick eyes, rubbing small steps, and retreated to his carriage.

What's the matter with the boys in the capital? If you don't agree with each other, ask the girls who are their last names?

When he noticed the little girl's movements, the Zipao Young Master gave a soft tut. The little girl raised by someone was so innocent. When you marry someone in the future, you still can't be bullied by your in-laws into a bun?

Seeing that Young Master Zipao also glanced at her with a look of "rabbit is about to be barbecued", Jiuzhu waved his whip and left, finally confirming one thing.

It is not her who has the problem, but the entire capital.

"Sister." Ming Cunfu came over with a few books: "Go, let's go home."

"Ok."

Sitting in the carriage, Jiuzhu clutched her purse and felt distressed: "Sixth brother, I accidentally squeezed a cricket from someone else's house just now, and accompanied a sum of funeral expenses."

"What kind of cricket?" Ming Cunfu knew that some crickets in the capital like to raise crickets and take pleasure in fighting crickets.

"The master calls it Chang Sheng General."

"What?" Ming Cunfu was still lazily sitting upright in an instant: "General Chang Sheng?"

In the entire capital, apart from the absurd King Chen, who would dare to give crickets such a name?

"How much did you lose?" He swallowed his dry throat.

"I lost such a big piece of silver." Jiuzhu stretched out her little finger, half the distance from her nail.

Ming Cunfu breathed a sigh of relief instantly, so cheap, certainly not King Chen's ever-victorious general.

It is said that Wang Chen spent nearly a hundred gold to buy a cricket and named it Changsheng General. If it was the cricket of this highness, the little silver on her sister might only be enough to bury the cricket's legs.

A few days later, when Jiuzhu was drinking tea with his mother at home, he saw his father walk in the door solemnly.

"What happened?" Shen asked casually.

"It's all trivial matters in the court." Ming Jingzhou smiled reluctantly, and took two sips of the remaining tea in front of the Shen family: "Someone is playing in the court room today, and I want your majesty to stand as the prince, the king of concealment and the king of Qi have the highest voice."

"Where is your majesty?" Shen took a piece of pastry and handed it to Ming Jingzhou.

"Your Majesty is furious." Ming Jingzhou sat down at the table, ate the cakes with Cancha, and turned to look at his daughter.

Jiuzhu looked at him doubtfully.

"Hey." Ming Jingzhou sighed.

Other princes were recommended, but the daughter’s fiancé was the only exception for the civil servants who hated military commanders.

"What's the matter?" Jiuzhu stretched out his hand and gently patted Ming Jingzhou's back: "Is it the prince recommended by your father, your Majesty is not satisfied?"

Ming Jingzhou shook his head silently, if it was really just like this, he wouldn't sigh again.

"Didn't you say that your majesty is only fifty and one now?" Jiuzhu didn't understand why the courtiers rushed to let the emperor establish the crown. This is to the folks, pointing to the energetic elders, and I think you will die sooner or later. What's the difference if the property is divided in advance?

Ming Jingzhou nodded.

"Your Majesty's spirit is shining, Jiangshan is your company, and all the people are in your heart. Even the condemnation order is in your hands." Jiuzhu looked at Ming Jingzhou puzzledly: "What good is it for your Majesty to establish the reserve so early?"

"But now that several princes are all grown-ups, your majesty favors Concubine Su, I am afraid that even Jiangshan will be taken away by the mother and son."

"They are all sons of your majesty, why can't King Chen..."

Shen put a crisp candy into Jiuzhu's mouth, and whispered: "Jiuzhu be good, don't talk about affairs."

Jiuzhu bit the crisp candy crackling, talking about Qi Wang Huai Wang, why can't you say Chen Wang?

Jiu Zhu felt uncomfortable thinking that even a child would dare to say that the imperial concubine was a concubine. How can the kindness of the empress and the king of Chen resist the crowding out of these people in the capital?

"The King Chen's actions are very absurd." Mentioning the future son-in-law, Ming Jingzhou had a few more wrinkles on his forehead: "It is said that Pingyuan Hou Shizi upset him a few days ago, and he led people into the school to copy books. ."

"What's wrong with copying books?" The Shen clan was a little surprised. The method Wang Chen used to clean up people this time was gentler than before.

"He asked Zheng Wangnan's young children to open the Mongolian Class."

It's hard to say whether this method is harsh, but it is definitely very insulting.

"That must have been done by Zheng Wangnan that was too much, and Wang Chen would be like this." Jiuzhu firmly said: "The king Chen is gentle and kind, and he will definitely not punish people for no reason."

Shen and Ming Jingzhou looked at Jiuzhu together.

Girl, what on earth do you have a bizarre misunderstanding about Chen Wang's character?

"That Zheng Wangnan, my daughter saw her last time when she went out with his sixth brother." Jiuzhu told the story again. "He laughed at the style of hairpin I chose and wanted to ask me where I came from."

"I doubt it," she touched her chin, her expression deep, her eyes full of wisdom: "He wanted to find out which family I belonged to in order to laugh at our family."

"Nonsense, men know what jewellery." Shen firmly can't tolerate it. Who says his daughter is not easy to find: "This kind of ignorant man should be sent to a childish class.

"Madam, it's Class A."

That is, the youngest Kai Meng class.

"This...Are other children affected by him?" She remembered that there was a child of a distant relative who started a Mengjia class in a young child.

Everyone's children are noble, don't be spoiled by Zheng Wangnan.

"It doesn't have to be like that..." Ming Jingzhou coughed dryly, and then revealed the topic, then turned to ask Jiuzhu: "Jiuzhu, where did you hear that, His Royal Highness Chen... is gentle and kind?"

Why are there such outrageous rumors in the capital?

"Isn't this true?"

Ming Jingzhou: "..."

This rumor is only a thousand miles away from the truth.

Fortunately, at least not the gap between the ends of the world.

In fact, half of the sentence "His Royal Highness Chen is gentle and kind" is still true.

For example, the four words "His Royal Highness Chen Wang".