Chapter 234 Sending You to Become a Monk
evening.
It was getting dark.
Lu Qingyao suddenly became interested and prepared to cook herself.
On cloudy days in winter, it gets dark early, in fact, it is only a quarter after the hour of You.
After dinner, the children should be back.
Seeing her mother go to the kitchen, Jiang Miaomiao hurriedly took Xier and Jiang Xiaobai to the door to greet her brother and aunt.
Xier quickly wrapped a furry cloak around the girl, covering her tightly so that only her tender little face was exposed.
It makes people want to pinch it.
Although the girl might not be angry, Xier still held back. After all, no maid would dare to pinch her master's face.
Jiang Miaomiao held her little hands and looked out the door.
Waiting for those who are about to return home.
After a while, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from afar at the entrance of the alley.
Jiujiu flew back before them to report the news...
The little red bird stayed at home today and didn't go out, mainly because when his brothers went out, it looked like it was going to rain.
It didn't want to get drenched, so it was lazy.
In the blink of an eye, several tall horses arrived at the door.
Jiang Zifeng was the first to jump off the horse, picked up his sister, and couldn't help but pinch her chubby little face, "Miaomiao, are you here to pick up your brother?"
No, not really…
She came to wait for her aunt.
I want to eat the food cooked by my aunt.
But they all nodded with a smile.
Hey! My brother didn't wash his hands, and he smelled faintly of incense.
Jiang Miaomiao slapped her brother's hand away and reached out to Xiuxiu, "Auntie, I'm hungry."
"Okay, let's go back and cook." Xiuxiu smiled and scratched the little girl's nose, then carried her across the threshold and walked towards the kitchen.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the little guy is a greedy eater. His little mouth is very picky. If something doesn't taste good, he will never eat it again after taking a bite. He will wash or peel the fruit before eating it, and he will watch people prepare it before eating at roadside stalls.
If she sees a street vendor who is sloppy or unkempt, she won’t eat their food.
I don’t want it no matter how delicious it is.
Xiuxiu suspected that if it weren't for her, these children would have starved to death.
Jiang Zifeng followed, rubbing his belly, and chuckled at Miaomiao, "Sister, you really understand me. You don't know how many stairs we climbed. There were stairs in the academy and there were stairs in the temple. The vegetarian food in the temple was not oily, and I was starving quickly..."
Jiang Miaomiao: ...
My brother is so hungry after just one day out. What will he do if he leaves home and goes to the military camp?
I guess there are no snacks or fruits anywhere. It's either steamed buns or steamed bread, and only meat occasionally.
It seems I have to ask my aunt to make more dried meat for him.
The second brother seemed very tired as well, following weakly behind. And Brother Cui was still alive, but his soul probably floated to the kitchen.
Cui Xingzhou stayed as a matter of course.
It was a rare opportunity to have a meal cooked by Aunt Xiuxiu, so he couldn't leave.
However, it did not go as he wished.
Following the aroma, they came to the kitchen, where their mother had already prepared food for them.
"Wait in the dining room, it will be ready soon..."
Tonight we're having noodles with scallion oil, pickled pork with preserved vegetables, and a few dishes of pickles.
Jiang Miaomiao felt relieved after seeing it.
This is one of the few things my mother is good at.
The noodles my mother made were surprisingly good and chewy, but...
The scallion oil noodles tonight are a bit salty.
But it’s not a big deal. There’s still room for recovery if the scallion oil noodles are turned into soup noodles.
Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the pickled pork with preserved vegetables.
It was probably when we were in Qingshi Town. We had the most bamboo shoots at home, and my mother made them every day, so she gained a lot of experience.
It just so happened that she was still a baby Miaomiao at that time and had no chance to be a guinea pig.
What we are eating now is the pickled pork with preserved vegetables, which is the result of countless experiences and tastes fresh and delicious.
My eyebrows are all falling off.
Lu Qingyao took a mouthful of noodles and said calmly, "Oh, I forgot to add soup."
Without further ado, a large spoonful of soup was added to each person's bowl, and the original scallion oil noodles were transformed into juicy soup noodles.
It seemed like she was originally going to make noodle soup.
Everyone was used to it and cooperated by drinking the soup and noodles in big gulps, and soon the bowls were empty.
Jiang Zifeng held the empty bowl to his mother, "Mom, is there anything else? Another bowl."
"I want another bowl too." Cui Xinzhou handed over the empty bowl a little embarrassedly.
"Yes... yes." Lu Qingyao smiled.
For the first time ever, the children actually liked the noodles she made so much, and they felt that their cooking skills had improved.
Very happy.
After eating and drinking, he began to ask his son how Jiang Zipei was settled.
"Pei Ge'er was placed in a temple in the suburbs by his younger brother. I saw that he wanted to become a monk and even begged the abbot to ordain him. The abbot said he would give him three days and if he didn't regret it, he would ordain him..."
Until now, Jiang Zifeng still finds it incredible.
"Mother, how could he be so desperate as to become a monk at such a young age?"
He has such delicious meat but doesn't want to eat it and actually wants to become a vegetarian.
There must be something wrong with his brain.
Jiang Ziyan also handed over two letters, "Mother, these are the letters that my fourth brother asked me to give to father and Aunt Qi. One is written by him, and the other is written by the servant about what his master saw and heard at the academy."
Lu Qingyao took the letter but had no intention of opening it.
Put it away.
After dinner, Lu Qingyao took Xiuxiu aside and asked, "What happened? Why did someone take her to the temple?"
Xiuxiu whispered, "I don't know what Yan'er said to that kid, but as soon as he saw the abbot, he knelt down and asked to be his disciple, clamoring to become a monk and asking the abbot to shave his head..."
A strange idea suddenly popped into her head.
"Sister, do you think Yan'er made such a trip specifically to send Jiang Zipei to become a nun?"
Lu Qingyao was silent.
No one knows a son better than his mother. This seems like something a son would do.
But it's better this way than being beaten to death in the academy or being forced to death by her mother.
She looked at the letter in her hand, hesitated for a while, but still did not open it.
Xiuxiu guessed that her elder sister wanted to know the contents of the letter, so she said, "Sister, this letter was written by Pei Ge'er under our supervision. It was just a farewell letter to his parents and relatives, asking Qi Caiwei not to look for him. There's nothing wrong with it. As for the letter written by the servant, Yan'er specifically instructed him to write it. It described how Pei Ge'er was ostracized, beaten, threatened, and pushed into the icy lake and almost drowned in the academy..."
After hearing this, Lu Qingyao was shocked. She felt that Qi Caiwei was so cruel that she actually abandoned her child and returned to Beijing alone.
If it was her own child who was bullied, she would definitely demand an explanation.
"Xiu Xiu, do you think the academy's principal knows about this?"
"I think the old man is just turning a blind eye. He knows something about it, and I don't think he is that afraid of the Qi family."
Lu Qingyao smiled faintly, "Of course he's not afraid of the Qi family. To have lived to this age and sat on the position of principal of Donglin Academy, how could he be an ordinary person? Even though Donglin Academy is located in a remote area, the students who graduated from it are all over the court. No matter what wealthy family there is, there are children studying at Donglin Academy."
Xiuxiu seemed to understand why Yan'er asked the servant to write the letter.
"Sister, tomorrow morning I'll have someone deliver the letter to the capital as fast as possible and hand it to Qi Caiwei as soon as possible."
"Do you think that woman would be so angry that she would vomit blood if she knew her only precious son had become a monk?"
…
Qi Caiwei vomited blood.
But he wasn't angry, he was coughing up blood.
The further north you go, the colder it gets.
There was heavy snowfall, and Jiang Zijin and her daughter were forced to stay at the post station.
After a long and bumpy journey, Qi Caiwei couldn't bear it and fell ill with a cold.
She had been taking good care of her body and had Aunt Mei looking after her, so she didn't suffer any injuries even when she gave birth to twins.
But after only two or three years in Jiangzhou, she felt like she had aged several years.
Not only was his face injured, but there were even traces of wrinkles on it.
The closer she got to the capital, the more uneasy she became.
He grabbed his daughter's hand and said, "Jin'er, do you think your father found a concubine because he thinks I'm not as pretty as he used to be?"
"Mother, stop imagining things. In terms of appearance and bearing, how could that concubine compare to you? You are the daughter of a minister. It's only because you are not in the capital and father is alone that the concubine can take advantage of the opportunity to enter."
Jiang Zijin himself didn't believe what he said.
But now A Niang is like a frightened bird and needs to be coaxed.
"Really just taking advantage of the situation?"
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