The Empress Dowager shook her head helplessly. She knew her old friend best; she was very good at showing off.
[Whenever there's good news, they want the whole world to know.]
Empress Dowager Wang Fengru of Shu was a close friend of Empress Dowager Nangong Rui of Nanyang. Although the two often bickered, they were so close that they could even share a dress.
"I see."
Yun Duoduo understood. It seemed that Grandma Wang must be a very interesting person. If she went to Shu, it would definitely be a lot of fun.
"It's freezing cold in the capital now, so it would be good for us to go to Shu to escape the cold."
It was winter in Nanyang, with heavy snow falling everywhere, while the Shu Kingdom was enjoying a cool and pleasant season.
The Empress Dowager looked down at Yun Duoduo: "Are you willing to go?"
Although the Empress Dowager seemed reluctant, she was certainly willing to attend her old friend's birthday celebration.
"OK!"
"Duoduo is going with the Empress Dowager!"
Just then, she had almost finished practicing her internal energy cultivation, and she had completed the two martial arts manuals that Grandma Wang had given her.
Moreover, she suddenly remembered that her third uncle had given her a copper plate at her birthday banquet, but she didn't know what it was for.
"Yes, tonight, you will have dinner with your father."
The Empress Dowager's words interrupted Yun Duoduo's thoughts.
"Tell your father."
Yun Duoduo nodded. She really couldn't remember where she had put the copper piece that her third uncle, Yun Beiming, had given her. She hadn't seen the copper piece since her first birthday.
[Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I can't remember anyway. I'll ask Aunt Xiang to help me look for it when I get back to my palace.]
After lunch, Yun Duoduo didn't even have time for a nap before it was time to learn the guqin.
Aunt Xiang pulled Yun Duoduo toward the small academy. Yun Duoduo dragged her tired body and reluctantly arrived at the place, where she sat on the piano bench.
When Yun Duoduo arrived at the music room, she noticed that Guan Guan and the other girls who were accompanying her were already sitting properly.
Why are there so many after-school tutoring classes?!
She did not want to be a gentle and virtuous lady from a prominent family, spending her days embroidering, playing the zither, and reciting poetry.
She wanted to climb over the wall and into the tree to play with the crickets!
She wants to play in the wading river and swing on the swings!
Everything else was more interesting than studying and playing the piano, but she also knew that as a proper person from ancient times and as a proper princess, these were things she was bound to experience.
After practicing the guqin all afternoon, Yun Duoduo's fingers were sore and her shoulders were also very painful.
She immediately understood how difficult it was for those young piano students who were forced by their parents to practice their skills every day.
Finally, the time for school to end arrived. Yun Duoduo rubbed her sore and stiff shoulders and dragged herself out of the music room.
Ah Xiang wanted to remind Yun Duoduo to be mindful of her manners in front of the young masters of noble families, but seeing the beautiful girl she had raised with her own hands looking so tired and distressed, Ah Xiang opened her mouth but ultimately let her be without saying anything.
Winter days are short and dark. In the evening, Yun Duoduo went to find Yun Beiye to have dinner together.
The Zichen Palace was as brightly lit as ever, and Yun Beiye was as dizzy as ever from reading the memorials. With the recent snow disaster, he would definitely be staying up late again to read the lengthy memorials from the ministers.
[Sigh, I really should call the Second Prince and Jinzhi over to help me take a look at these memorials!]
Yun Beiye sighed. Upon hearing this sigh, Zhao Zhongquan's heart jumped into his throat, and he watched Yun Beiye's expression with great anxiety.
He touched his knees, secretly annoyed. Because of the cold weather, he was wearing thick pants and hadn't worn knee pads. If Yun Beiye suddenly sent the goods, he would definitely fall to his knees with a thud.
[Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't be angry! This old servant didn't wear knee pads today!]
"The Ninth Princess has arrived!"
Xiazi, standing on the porch, shouted loudly.
【Great! The little princess has arrived!】
Zhao Zhongquan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the little princess was there, His Majesty was in a good mood, and when His Majesty was in a good mood, he didn't have to kneel.
"Duoduo is here!"
Yunbei was delighted to see her daughter arrive and looked towards the door.
Finally, I can relax and unwind.
The palace maid serving in the Zichen Palace took off the white fox fur cloak that Yun Duoduo was wearing and hung her little rabbit hat on the clothes rack.
"Father, are you looking at the memorials?" Yun Duoduo asked, looking at Yun Beiye, who looked tired and had obvious bags under his eyes.
"Yeah, that's right."
Yun Beiye rubbed his temples: "Duoduo, look at what this is all written here?!"
Yun Beiye gestured to Yun Duoduo with his eyes to look at the memorial he had thrown on the table.
After being exposed to classical Chinese for a while, Yun Duoduo has gained some knowledge of it. She picked up a memorial that Yun Beiye had reviewed and began to read it.
Although the obscure text was somewhat difficult to read, the content of the memorial was relatively simple.
The gist is:
Envoy from the Court of State Ceremonial: Loulan has a local specialty called naan, which we are presenting to Your Majesty!
Yun Beiye: I understand. This stuff is rock hard; I don't really like eating it. No need to send any more. [Coldly]
...
Jiangning Naval Commander: Your Majesty, a woman in Quanzhou has returned lost money!
Yun Beiye: I have read it. (Does such a trivial matter need to be reported???)
...
Suzhou Textile Commissioner: Your subject Su Desheng greets Your Majesty.
Yun Beiye: I am well. (From now on, unless there are major events, there is no need to write a special memorial to pay your respects.)
...
Imperial Observatory: Your Majesty, it's snowing heavily!
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