Chapter 368: Raise Yourself Again (End)
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A new day.
Wake up.
Open your eyes.
There are already palace maids waiting quietly in front of her (the maids must be good-looking, and those who are not good-looking will be scared every day when they wake up). The original head maid Pang Ya got married, and she should come back to be a nanny in the future. This is also the career path of a maid. Pang Ya is relatively lucky and has been included in the state system.
The palace maid opened the curtains, dressed her, put on her shoes, brought her water to rinse her mouth, clean her face, brush her teeth... No, she is used to brushing her teeth by herself.
Although it is okay to have a palace maid to help brush, she is not used to using electric toothbrushes now, and she is still not used to it now. It is better for her to do it herself.
Mianmian brushes her teeth very carefully, brushing every tooth, and taking good care of the back molars, brushing them neatly, left and right, up and down.
After brushing, she rinses her mouth to ensure fresh breath and white teeth, and then applies some homemade cream.
I feel that I have not done anything, but just changed every aspect of the details of my life. It seems that I have done a lot, but it seems that these are small changes that have no driving effect on social progress.
Maybe it can be considered a little change. After having this cream, noble ladies will use less cream with lead powder, which may be better for the body and reduce the infant mortality rate during childbirth.
But noble ladies are small in size, and ordinary people do not apply expensive lead powder, and luxury goods do not cheat people.
So it actually has little impact on the entire social process.
Mianmian doesn't have such lofty ideals. She
just wants to live an interesting life every day, that's all.
After washing and dressing up beautifully, she goes to look for her parents.
At this time, Congge'er will also be there.
Congge'er is very self-disciplined and has a simple hobby. The clothes he chooses are all the same color. The clothes that A Niang prepares for Congge'er are all the same color. She prepares a lot of clothes, and it looks a bit like he has never changed his clothes.
Mianmian thinks that Congge'er will definitely have a bright future because he has the simplicity of a big boss. He
wears the same style until he is old, and he has the temperament of being a gentleman in every room and a royal person.
Congge'er can almost always wait for Mianmian.
The two of them go to visit the elders together and then have a meal together.
The breakfast is rich, with all kinds of beautiful pastries. However, after tasting them a few times, I feel that they look good and are suitable for entertaining guests, but they are not delicious.
Now, every bite of pastry contains half a mouthful of sugar, which feels greasy.
At the beginning, I tried hard to chew the nests, trying to chew out the sweetness.
At that time, my body must have lacked sugar, and my mind would imagine the taste of sugar.
Now there is a little excess sugar, and there may be a risk of diabetes.
But she is still young, so it’s okay. The princess grandmother is at a greater risk. Fortunately, the princess grandmother is an athletic old lady, so it should be much better.
Dad and Mom seem to have maintained a good figure, and Dad is not middle-aged fat, but my brother-in-law’s family may be a little risky.
Mianmian’s thoughts were scattered while she was eating.
She was taught the etiquette of eating many times, mainly for the special training before entering the palace. At that time, my father was not the top leader yet.
The key points of the training are to eat slowly, not to wolf down, and not to grab the food hard when encountering delicious food. You can't let people know what you want to eat. You should eat a little bit of everything. The main purpose is to pretend. Anyway, you can eat it at home, so eat less, talk less, and open your mouth less.
Now she lives in the palace, she can be more casual.
If she were allowed to wear it back now, she should be able to pretend to be a rich lady or something, with perfect temperament.
Her favorite food is still the taste of her childhood, all kinds of big stews with soups.
No palace maids or eunuchs will laugh at her behind her back. After all, everyone wants to live a good life.
The palace maids and eunuchs are all products of extreme involution, at least they are all smart, not the silly and naive ones.
After breakfast,
Jiang Changtian had to go to work.
But today he planned to take the little lady with him.
The eldest son was meant to work hard and had gone out to gain experience like ordinary officials.
Cong'er went to the Stargazing Pavilion to study freely.
Jiang Changtian is a traditional parent.
If the eldest son wants to inherit the family business, he must suffer more and gain more experience.
The rest of the children can develop their own hobbies.
Because Cong'er had clearly refused, Jiang Changtian hoped that he could do what he likes, interesting things, and live a good life.
And the lady is meant to be pampered.
Jiang Changtian is more or less partial.
He wanted to at least let Mianmian get the things he wanted to do when he was a child and the treatment he didn't get.
The way countless adults raise their children is actually to raise themselves again, to grow up again, and to make up for their regrets.
He expected himself to grow up in this way.
So he raised his children in the way he expected.
When he was a child, he wanted to go to his father's study. He was curious about what his father did every day.
He felt that Mianmian was also very curious, so he decided to take his daughter to broaden her horizons.
Mianmian was fortunate enough to go to court with him. Of course, she also had the opportunity to dress up like a little eunuch and follow her father.
First, go to court.
Watching the officials pay homage, this feeling inexplicably gave me a shudder. No wonder it seemed that my father was quite happy after becoming the emperor. The pinnacle of power does feel different.
There is a kind of pleasure of hormone surge.
It makes people obsessed and excited.
No wonder my father is getting more and more handsome as he gets older.
The officials below are also very dignified and dressed very gorgeously.
They are all very powerful people. After all, everyone standing here is a super academic master. First of all, they passed the exams and then had the right time, place and people. All kinds of conditions and opportunities allowed them to step into the front of the court step by step. They are all super bosses, the best of the best.
Mianmian watched her father battle wits and courage with them, sometimes speaking, sometimes not speaking, sometimes nodding, sometimes smiling. She was dizzy from listening to their back-and-forth conversation. The clever Duan Gonggong brought a small stool for her to sit on behind the dragon chair.
By the time the morning court was over, Mianmian had dozed off twice.
It was harder than attending class. She couldn't understand a lot of it. She was confused and a little gloomy.
But Mianmian saw that her father was very excited.
After the court was over, her father kept Uncle Xiu to chat for a long time and had lunch. In the afternoon, he took Mianmian to the inner cabinet again and called different officials to talk.
Mianmian sat in her father's big office, eating snacks on the small sofa next to her. Her father prepared some books for her to read.
But I suspect that my father specially prepared for her the books "The Story of the Number One Scholar's Negative Heart", "The Case of the White Fox Digging Out the Heart in the Pretense of Gratitude", "The Green Plum is No Match for the Brothel", "..."... It's really hard for my father to dig out so many leisure books that violate universal values.
Mianmian reads very seriously, eating snacks, reading novels, and basking in the sun.
When the ministers who came to report on the work saw the little princess warm in the corner under the sun, like a beautiful cat, they knew that the emperor was in a good mood at this time. When reporting on the work, even bad things can be reported.
In such a working environment, the emperor is actually happy, and the ministers are also happy, so there is no need to be so cautious.
In the evening, my father left early.
Go back to the palace and find my mother.
The queen also has reception work.
She would take her daughter-in-law with her, and would take time out every day to receive the wives of officials, the wives of the royal family, and also worry about whether the elders of the late emperor were doing well.
There were many problems with the female family members.
Favoring concubines and killing wives, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problems, fertility problems.
Qin Luoxia would first listen to what Aunt Yin said about these people's situations, and then judge according to her.
She has always been efficient in character. She would help those who were willing to listen, and for those who cried and refused to listen, she would just talk to them once, and she would not rush them.
In short, the queen's work was even better than that of the emperor.
Especially efficient.
Dad, who left early, took Mianmian to find A Niang, and the two of them went to visit the Yu Garden together.
The Yu Garden was large and the scenery was beautiful. The two changed into casual clothes and strolled in the Yu Garden.
Mianmian followed behind.
She wanted to yell, "Can you two go on a date without a little light bulb like me?"
But watching them walking together, she was inexplicably moved.
Very moved.
The light at four or five in the evening was very soft.
The sun was bright but not too hot.
The shadows were very long.
Mianmian thought it was great that they could walk together and support each other, which was the best state in the world.
She kicked the pebbles behind them and walked slowly, trying to walk as slowly as possible so that the couple could have some private conversations.
She let the little tree out and walked on the ground together. She
followed the little tree, walking and stopping.
The figures of mother and father had disappeared in front of the flower bed.
Mianmian thought happily in her heart that she was really a qualified little cotton-padded jacket.
In front, Jiang Changtian walked slowly holding Xiamei's hand, and stopped in front of the flowerbed to wait for Mianmian.
From where they stood, they could see Mianmian squatting on the ground playing with ants.
Jiang Changtian said with some hesitation: "Xiamei, do you think Mianmian's brain is a little bit not working well?"
Qin Luoxia also felt a little guilty, feeling that Mianmian's appearance was like her husband, but her brain habits might be like hers.
"It shouldn't be, didn't she raise the ants since she was a child? I heard that mother also raised big snakes when she was young. Mianmian may be a bit like our mother."
"Hiss!"
If Mianmian is like his princess mother, Jiang Changtian felt a little toothache when he thought about it, and his cheeks felt a little sore. Let someone write some more storybooks in the future, and make sure to write some educational ones. Don't let children follow others just because they look good.
Be on high alert.
Take Mianmian to see more of the world.
When Mianmian and Ant came over, Jiang Changtian asked affectionately, "What does Nannan want to do when she grows up?"
"Ah." Jiang Mianmian thought that at her age, she would be considered grown up in ancient times, because she could get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen.
"If you want to be a princess, just be like the princess mother-in-law, and have fun all your life." Mianmian added in her heart that she doesn't have to take care of the baby.
Jiang Changtian, Qin Luoxia: ...
"What kind of man does Nannan like?" Qin Luoxia asked tentatively.
"I like good-looking ones." But so far, no one has been found who is better than my father, so naturally there is no such thing.
Jiang Changtian, Qin Luoxia: ...
Jiang Changtian thought, I'll ask my mother at night if she wants to go up the mountain to practice. I've been taking Mianmian out for a walk lately. Will it hinder her from cultivating herself?
At night, the emperor and empress went to bed. There was no turning over cards, no romance, and the couple seriously discussed the future of their two children, Mianmian and Congge'er.
It felt like it was much more serious than national affairs.
Mianmian was sleeping, and she felt her ears itchy for some reason, as if someone was talking about her.
The maid knelt beside her and asked, "Princess, I know how to clean your ears. Can I help you relax?"
Mianmian nodded, and the maid took out an eight-piece set, with various fine furs and bells, to help her rub her ears and scrape her earlobes. Another maid gently rubbed her legs. After the refreshing service, Princess Mianmian fell asleep comfortably. A
good night's sleep.
A good dream.
I dreamed of a poem: The moon sets, the crows cry, and the sky is full of frost. The maples on the river bank are facing the fishing fire, and I sleep in sorrow...
The scene changed.
It seemed that I heard a baby crying again.
It was the evening of midsummer.
The wind was hot.
Cicadas and frogs kept chirping.
She opened her eyes and saw a woman with a round face in front of her, smiling at her.
"Nannan is awake. She must be hungry."
The big-faced woman picked her up and skillfully lifted her clothes.
She opened her mouth reflexively and sucked the milk hard.
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The text ends. 2024.01.23.
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