Chapter 150 Princess Jiayue
April 1st.
The sky is clear and the air is fresh.
A convoy of vehicles slowly drove towards Jiangzhou City.
Although a little tired after trekking through mountains and rivers, the team members were still in high spirits.
The mountains in April are colorful, not only lush and green, but also colorful.
The stream gurgles, the flowers smell fragrant, and the birds sing.
The little girl poked her head out of the carriage.
Yawning and sleepy.
When he saw a group of birds in the woods outside the carriage, his eyes suddenly lit up.
There are many birds, colorful and with different expressions.
Among them, a scarlet bird chirped, which was very eye-catching.
It looks very nice!
"Madame Yan, what kind of bird is that?" the little girl asked the round-faced woman who was holding her behind her.
"It looks like a sparrow to me, but I've never seen one of this color..." Nanny Yan replied embarrassedly.
"Go, have someone catch that red bird for me." The little girl pointed at the bird in the woods and ordered the guards outside the car.
The voice was childish but with a commanding tone, which sounded a bit awkward.
The guard hesitated for a moment, then rode to a carriage in front and said respectfully, "Your Highness, the princess wants to catch some birds in the forest..."
He actually wanted to ask whether the convoy should stop and accommodate that little ancestor.
It's really tiring to bring such a little kid out.
An impatient voice rang out from the carriage, "What birds are you catching? Are you crazy? We've been catching rabbits or geese along the way. We've been delayed for quite a while. Let Nanny Yan coax her and stop making trouble."
"Yes, I understand."
What he meant was that no matter how much she cried, the convoy would not stop.
Sure enough, when the guards went back to report.
The little girl opened her mouth and started howling.
She cried and made a fuss, "I want the little red bird... all of you go catch the bird for me..."
"I want my daddy... I want my grandma... Damn it, you all deserve to die..."
Nanny Yan and the maids behind her coaxed her while handing her dolls, and later on, cakes, snacks, and candied fruits.
"Little Princess, calm down... Little Princess, be good..."
"My dear princess, would you like to eat peach blossom cakes?"
"Young Princess, do you want a clay doll?"
"No...no, take them all. I just want the little red bird..."
All of them were thrown out of the car window by the little girl.
The crying of the children scared away the birds in the woods.
As the little red bird flew farther and farther away, the little girl cried even more sadly.
She didn't understand why her mother insisted on letting her go out with her uncle, as her uncle clearly didn't like her.
Not even a bird was caught for her.
She wanted to go back to the capital, she missed her father and her grandmother...
Song Siyuan stroked his forehead, lifted the curtain and took a look. "Wu Lang, are you really willing to let the little princess cry like this?"
This child is so stubborn. He keeps crying even when his voice is hoarse. It makes people feel anxious.
King Jing was calm and composed, his eyes closed as he concentrated. He simply said, "Have you heard that loving mothers often spoil their children, and spoiling a child is like killing him?"
Cry, and stop crying when you are tired!
He is not a heartless man, but his niece is too spoiled.
The child, who was less than three years old, almost lost his life.
Because of one misfortune, someone pushed the maid into the lake. After all, she was the maid who had taken care of her for a long time!
It is said that a child’s future can be seen at the age of three.
At such a young age, he treats human life as worthless as grass. Won't he become a tyrannical maniac when he grows up?
But her father and grandmother doted on her like the apple of their eye, and they would never dare to say a harsh word to her.
Allow her to act recklessly and lawless.
But the little girl still refused to obey her elder sister's discipline. The elder sister beat her a few more times, and the mother and daughter became estranged again.
A true living ancestor, you can’t hit me, scold me, or talk to me…
I don’t know what sin my sister committed to deserve such a debt collector.
Leaving her parents and the wealth and glory of the capital, let's see if she can change her bad habits.
Song Siyuan smacked his lips. She's his niece, and other people don't feel sorry for her, so why should he feel sorry for her?
The flowers in the Taoist temple not far away are in full bloom...
"Wu Lang, I think Princess Jiayue is possessed by evil spirits. There's a Taoist temple up ahead. Why don't we take her there to have a look?"
"Okay, let's find a Taoist priest to take a look." King Jing nodded.
She cried all the way, could she really be possessed by a ghost?
In Qingyun Temple.
An old Taoist priest with a white beard was leaning back in a chair and taking a nap.
Suddenly someone pulled his beard and he woke up with a start.
As soon as I opened my eyes.
Then she saw a little girl in brocade clothes looking at her with a pout and tears in her eyes.
King Jing quickly pulled her back and apologized to the old Taoist priest with white beard, "Master, I'm so sorry. My child was naughty and offended you unintentionally. Please forgive me!"
This kid is really speechless!
This Taoist is of a very high generation and is very good at divination and fortune telling. He is famous far and wide. Who dares to act rashly in front of him?
"No problem!" The old Taoist stroked his white beard, his eyes kind. "What do you want from me?"
King Jing didn't know how to start. He couldn't say that the child was spoiled, willful and cruel.
These words seem inappropriate to describe a child who is less than three years old.
He bowed to the Three Pure Ones and then bowed to the old Taoist priest.
"My child cries all day long and is extremely naughty. I wonder if he has been infected by some evil spirit. Please help me take a look, Taoist priest!"
Confucius said, I do not speak of strange things, supernatural powers, or spirits.
But he would rather believe that his niece's behavior was not due to her nature, but the work of ghosts and gods.
The old Taoist avoided it and did not accept King Jing's gift.
He squinted his eyes, looked at the little baby in front of him, and checked her birth date.
He just uttered a few words lightly.
"There's nothing evil about it, it's just that this child is unlucky... He needs to do more good deeds..."
He originally wanted to say that he had a bad luck, but then he thought it was too cruel.
As they left, he couldn't help but say, "If this child could enter meditation and practice, or stay with the ancient Buddha and the green lamp, he might be able to live a peaceful and smooth life!"
King Jing was stunned.
Let Cao Jiayue become a nun?
The Cao family must be crying their hearts out, and my sister must be reluctant to let go too.
However, he believed what the old Taoist said about the child being unlucky.
If this kid still has this kind of temper, it would be strange if he has great blessings and virtues.
Everything in the world has its own cause and effect, and it won't change just because of one's status. He only understood this after experiencing things that ordinary people couldn't endure.
"Wulang, why is this old Taoist talking nonsense? He actually wants the little princess to become a nun!" Song Siyuan felt that the old Taoist was a little unreliable and muttered a few words in a low voice.
"Maybe, there's nothing wrong with that!"
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