King Dingyuan Zheng Yeheng was sitting in his carriage at this moment, holding a piece of half-dried sugarcane in his hand.
The black cloth covered the carriage tightly. He smiled from time to time, holding the sugarcane in his hand, which made him feel particularly at ease.
It takes seven days to travel from Qingdong City to Kyoto by horseback, and at least half a month by carriage.
He couldn't wait any longer, so he ordered the entire team to speed up and try to make the round trip within the 20th day. Firstly, he had already built the military camp, and he was needed to stay in charge and intimidate the surrounding scoundrels. Those scattered grassroots insurgents needed to be eliminated and driven away so that he could seize some territory.
On the other hand, the construction of the farm has begun. This is an important step for him to ensure the logistics of the march next year and cannot be taken lightly.
"My Lord, are you missing Wang?"
As soon as Hong Jiu said this, Zheng Yeheng almost jumped out of his wits and hurriedly put the sugarcane into his sleeves.
"Nonsense, I'm thinking about serious matters."
Zheng Yeheng spoke so righteously that even he began to believe it.
Now, the news about his body's detoxification has not spread in Kyoto. Zheng Yeheng really wants to rush back to Kyoto at this time and catch some people off guard.
There is also his amiable and respectable brother-in-law who poisoned him, and this account also needs to be settled.
There are so many things on my mind that I am not thinking about Wang Shi all the time.
I just missed you a little bit.
Behind his team was a carriage with ginger-colored ears.
The princess and Yun'er were sitting in the car with pale faces.
They were being watched closely these days, and King Dingyuan ordered the entire team to speed up. The carriage was shaking as it moved, making people dizzy.
Originally, she had been sent directly to Kyoto, but before she reached the next city, Prince Dingyuan also followed.
The princess knew that Prince Dingyuan had found out the truth, and her eyes were dull and she looked like a walking corpse.
Considering what she had done, if Prince Dingyuan really investigated patiently, divorce would be a luxury.
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Today's dinner at the Li family camp was extra sumptuous.
There were chickens and eggs, as well as sticky dumpling soup, white flour steamed buns and two braised roast ducks.
Wang Yi gave the cotton cloth to Wang Juanhua: "When you have nothing to do, make two small clothes for your belly. This piece of cloth is enough to make a small quilt."
Wang Juanhua shyly took the cotton cloth and rubbed it carefully. Even though this was her second child, she was still looking forward to the birth of the child. After all, her family was better off now and could support a family. At least she wouldn't have to starve like Li Yin, the second child's son.
Li Yin, our second son, was only a little over a year old. The food at home had clearly improved, and his small body was quickly filling up with flesh, now looking like a normal child. But he was still wearing tattered clothes, leftover from Yuan'er's time, that were dangling and half of his calf was exposed.
Zhao Cuilan was a little unhappy and felt that it was unfair for her child, but she was not ignorant. She knew that there were many people in the family and her mother-in-law could not take care of them all. She swallowed her opinions and did not raise them.
But I still feel anxious.
What is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality. Why are the children of the older generation wrapped in cotton cloth when they are born, while her family had nothing when they were born and had to be wrapped in tattered clothes.
Thinking of this, Zhao Cuilan felt wronged and pinched Li Chengcai hard.
Li Chengcai grinned and glared at his wife, but said nothing.
This piece of cotton cloth was given by someone outside. How could the mother leave it to the older child and not give it to the baby? This is understandable.
At this moment, Wang Yi pulled over a large backpack and continued to take things out of it.
"Come on, Yuan'er, Erzhu, grandma bought you some good things."
"This is yours, this is yours! There are also tiger-head shoes and a tiger-head hat. Erzhu, look, grandma also bought you bells!"
Wang Yi bought a set of small clothes for each child, and also bought bright red hats and shoes for the two children.
Ding-ling-ling, a small silver bell rang out, which made the one-year-old Li Yin look over immediately and start chasing it with his little hands outstretched.
Yuan'er was only three years old and was also very curious. He grabbed the bell and took his younger brother to play with it. The two children giggled, which made the adults laugh.
As Zhao Cuilan laughed, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
My mother-in-law is thinking about their family, it's very fair.
Her baby also has new clothes to wear and little bells to play with!
I was thinking about my mother-in-law like that just now. How unfilial of me.
Li Chengcai looked at his wife with some pride and said, "See, mother is not that stingy."
Zhao Cuilan pushed him away embarrassedly, but then coquettishly grabbed her man's arm and pulled him back. Looking at Wang Yi, she felt very happy.
"Your filial piety value +6."
Huh? Did the two little ones also gain filial piety points?
It seems that no matter how young they are, they know that these are toys given by grandma, and there are two more fresh and tender leeks.
But that’s not all.
Wang Yi took down two pieces of cloth and some materials for making shoe soles from the car.
They are all cheap coarse linen and cotton cloth, but they can be cut into new clothes and made into new shoes.
The four daughters-in-law and Lan Miao were all very happy. They bought enough fabric this time and everyone could wear new clothes.
"Your filial piety value +12."
Only Silly Sister wasn't very interested. After she had eaten, she couldn't help feeling sleepy and fell asleep leaning against a tree. Her snoring was louder than a man's, which made everyone laugh.
In the early morning, Wang Yi was helped by Lan Miao to wash again. There was no basin or faucet, so the method of washing by holding the basin and pouring water was particularly easy to get shoes wet, which made Wang Yi extremely angry.
It’s really inconvenient every day.
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