Transmigrated into the Qing Dynasty, but as Kangxi's unremarkable fourth daughter.
As a pitiful little girl with no mother or backing, Muxue happily got the quota for a marriage alliance ...
Chapter 119 Winter Tenderness "Little guy, you only know how to have fun." Mu Xue...
"Little girl, you only know how to be happy." Mu Xue caressed her daughter's forehead affectionately, hugged her and smiled.
Yunqi and the people present all laughed, praising the little princess for her cleverness and saying that they would teach her wholeheartedly in the future. The whole place was filled with joy.
Since we have formed our own secretarial team, we must make sure that the appearance is good. Mu Xue spent a long time with Zhou Qiniang, and asked her to draw the appearance of the robes specially worn by secretaries. A lavender dark-patterned robe, a silk flower pinned on the brim of the hat, and long boots, it is quite impressive.
Yunqi also relaxed a bit, assigning many things to several secretaries. One was responsible for Dashengkui and other business affairs, one was responsible for the farm crops, one was responsible for the ranch cattle and sheep, and one was responsible for personnel. Important matters were discussed together, and everything was in order.
As the weather gets colder, the sheep transported from the grassland have changed from live sheep to frozen sheep. After being slaughtered, the sheep are rolled up with mats and wooden boards and transported in a natural ice and snow preservation environment, which has a unique flavor.
The kitchen of the princess's residence cooks mutton in different ways every day to prevent the master from getting tired of it. The main dish served today is a mutton rib pot. The brass charcoal stove is simmering the casserole, and the mutton ribs are cooked in the soup base. The red peppers float in the air, and the cinnamon, grass fruit and other spices interweave to create a rich aroma.
"This sheep can be cooked in so many ways." Dorji, who was used to eating sheep since childhood, saw the bubbling lamb rib hot pot and said with a smile, "Following the princess, I am in for a treat."
Mu Xue smiled and said, "Eat it if you can. The most delicious part of this lamb rib bone is the little bit of meat on the bone. It's very delicious and chewy."
She picked a good piece with her chopsticks and put it into Dorji's bowl. She picked up a piece for herself, blew on it, and ate it directly with her hands.
Dorji watched her movements and smiled.
Mu Xue noticed his gaze and felt strange. She put down the lamb rib bone she was chewing and asked, "What's wrong? What are you laughing at?"
"I really think so," Dorji looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "Now you are willing to be the most real in front of me."
If in the past when she was newly married in the capital, the princess still remembered the rules and ate with reserve, even if she liked something, she would only eat a few chopsticks and then put it down. Now she is freer, eating whatever she wants and how she wants. This true side of her is only revealed when she is alone with him.
She really loves me, Dorji thought.
"Eat your lamb ribs, it will get cold soon." Mu Xue felt a little embarrassed and said sternly on purpose.
Dorji laughed and also took the lamb ribs to eat. It was really delicious.
The two of them were enjoying eating the lamb ribs. The little princess came over after feeding her baby. When she saw her parents eating, she started to protest with "Ahhhh".
"I didn't protest," Mu Xue chewed the lamb ribs slowly and teased her deliberately, "A little girl who hasn't even grown any teeth can't eat it."
When the little princess saw that no one brought food to her, she curled her lips skillfully.
Dorji immediately put down the lamb ribs, wiped his hands hastily, and went to hug the little princess: "Okay, my great ancestor, my little ancestor, bring a bowl of pumpkin rice paste, I will feed her."
After dinner, the couple played with the little princess for a while, and the fragrant Qiuqiu, who had just taken a bath, was brought in. Qiuqiu rolled on the ground, and the little princess laughed for a while. Qiuqiu rolled several times in a row, making the little princess laugh.
The bedroom was not quiet until the big dogs and the little ones were tired of playing and were taken away by their respective caregivers.
Mu Xue stretched lazily: "It's tiring to play with them, but this little thing is full of energy."
"It's better to be lively. When I go back this time, I will find her a pony and make her a small bow and arrow. Then I will take her to ride and shoot arrows."
Dorji said, with a somewhat dejected look on his face, "When I come back, she will probably call someone."
Children forget quickly. What should I do if they don’t remember him?
Mu Xue held his hand and said, "I will teach her to call me daddy. When you come back, you will hear her calling you daddy. Don't be annoyed."
"How could that be?" Dorji held her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder affectionately, "Whether she calls me or you call me, it's more beautiful than the most beautiful bird singing on the grassland."
"By the way, if the snow stops, how about we go out and play alone?" Dorji said.
"Without the little princess?"
"Of course, it's cold outside, she's still young, and..." Dorji blew gently in her ear, "I haven't been out playing alone with you for a long time, please love me, princess."
He deliberately made the last few words ambiguous and a little tempting.
It was freezing outside, but warm inside.
The next day, the snow stopped.
Muxue asked the nanny and the wet nurse to take good care of the little princess, and she went to play outside the princess's mansion with Dorji.
There was a lake in the north, and in this weather, it was frozen solid, perfect for skating. The guards had already fenced off the lake and prepared ice skates and other items.
In the winter in the capital, Emperor Kangxi would occasionally take his concubines, princes and princesses to skate on the Nanchizi Lake for fun. This was one of the few pleasures that Muxue enjoyed while in the palace.
Muxue stood by the lake and took a deep breath. The cold air rushed into her lungs and she felt refreshed.
After untying her boots and changing into her skates, she turned her head and saw that Dorji hadn't changed yet and seemed a little unfamiliar with the movements, so she asked, "You don't skate much, do you?"
"Not much," Dorji said. "You can teach me. I learn quickly."
Mu Xue smiled, stood up and walked forward, turning lightly: "Okay, I'll get the feel of it first, then I'll teach you."
I haven't skated for a long time, so I need to get more familiar with it.
She was doing some casual dance steps on the ice, while Dorji was standing there, watching her with a smile.
Perhaps she had gradually become more skilled, Mu Xue stretched out her arms like wings and turned a big circle on the ice, her figure as light as a swallow. She was wearing a large fur cape with red satin today, which swayed slightly with her movements, making her particularly dazzling among the ice and snow.
Dorji looked at her and cheered, "Good!"
When Mu Xue heard his voice, she suddenly changed direction and slid towards him.
"Give me your hand."
Dorji stretched out her hand, and a fragrant breeze came over. She held his hand tightly and slid far away on the ice with him. The wind whistled in her ears, the ice retreated under her feet, and the palms of their hands were burning hot.
They held hands and spun around on the ice several times before finally stopping.
Dorji looked at her with a smile. Seeing that the tip of her nose was slightly red from the cold, he helped her tie her cloak tighter and asked, "Are you cold?"
Mu Xue shook her head: "The activity has started, I don't feel cold anymore."
"You like ice skating?"
"It's okay." Mu Xue said, "I liked it very much when I was a kid."
It refers to when she was a child before the time travel. She thought skating was fun, and her mother thought it could be used as a bonus for further studies, so she made a strict plan for her to learn. After learning it, she actually stopped liking it. It was not until after the time travel that she found it interesting again.
Now that she thinks about it, she probably just doesn't like the feeling of being forced. Even if it's sweet spring water, she still doesn't like being forced to drink it.
However - Muxue raised her hand and stroked Dorji's face. This person was an exception.
Seeing her movements, Dorji simply moved closer to let her touch him more comfortably, which made Muxue laugh.
"Do you still like it now?"
"Yeah, I like it."
"From then on, we came here to skate every winter." Dorji kissed her forehead.
After the New Year, the little princess turned one year old.
The princess's mansion specially prepared a one-year-old banquet. Two tables were filled with all kinds of small things, such as small rouge, small brushes, small abacus, small bows, gold and silver coins... They were all miniature versions and looked very cute.
The little princess was held in the middle, and everyone was looking at what she was grabbing.
The child shook his head and looked for a while, then quickly crawled to a table next to him, grabbed a milk cake and put it into his mouth.
Mu Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Aunt Wu smiled and clapped her hands, saying, "Our little princess will definitely have a good life."
The officials who came to watch the ceremony also said auspicious words, such as wishing the wife no worries about food and clothing and a smooth life.
After celebrating the little princess’ first birthday, Dorji’s followers packed up and prepared to return to Kulun.
Muxue ordered the kitchen to prepare food for the journey early and packed it all for Dorji to take with him.
"By the way, Yunqi will also go to Kulun with you this time." Muxue said, "Didn't you say before that Taiji was bothering you about paying off the debt? I have already instructed you not to be so anxious."
"I knew you had an idea." Dorji hugged her waist, reluctant to let her go. "Wait two years, when Nuomin is older, you can take her to Kulun for a while?"
"Okay, I will definitely go." Mu Xue said, "When she can ride a horse, I will take her there for the summer."
When spring came and the ice and snow on the road melted, Dorji led everyone on their journey.
His team was quite large, because there were many caravans of different sizes following behind him. The post road was now well built, with places to rest and replenish food and water along the way. The business of Khalkha Mongolia was very profitable, and a new trading city had been added with Russia, so more people went to Mobei to do business.
These businessmen tacitly called this post road that led to Mobei the Princess Post Road, and they would greet each other by asking "When are you going to the Princess Post Road to make a purchase?"
Passing by a tribe, Yunqi reported the news to his husband, and took Wang Xiangqing and some men to find the tribe's taiji to discuss the debt.
When the taiji saw that they were on the princess's orders and were the shopkeeper of Dashengkui, he politely invited them into his tent and immediately asked people to slaughter sheep and cook meat. He accompanied them to eat, drink, and chat.
"It's not that I won't pay it back, nor that I can't pay it back. You just came over and saw my cattle and sheep, right? There are so many! Not just my cattle and sheep, but also many cattle and sheep in our whole banner! How can I not pay it back?" Taiji spread his hands and said, "It's just that if I pay off the debt all at once, I'm afraid the herdsmen under my command will have a hard time. The princess has always been kind and benevolent, and I'm sure she doesn't want to make life difficult for the herdsmen."
It was clearly written on their deed that, in addition to the Taiji himself, the entire banner under his jurisdiction would serve as collateral. In other words, if the Taiji did not pay back, the entire banner would share the responsibility of paying back the debt.
The taiji still had some consideration and knew that he should not push the herdsmen too hard, otherwise trouble might arise. So he tried to find some connections, hoping that the princess would be kind enough to forgive the debt.
Isn't she known for her charity? Could she be indifferent when she saw the people of the whole banner living in poverty? Taiji thought it would not happen. If it really doesn't work, just pick two poor herdsmen and go to the gate of the princess's mansion to cry. It will always work.
He looked at the person in front of him with a smile, as if he had already seen the debt being reduced.