The smallest mouth is also the fastest. Even if the eldest brother, Yu Qingjia, wanted to stop him, it was too late. He could only glare at his younger brother and say, "You're the only one with a mouth?"
"Oh, what they say is true. My fifth sister and I did go into battle to fight the enemy. It was really exhilarating. You don't know, when we encounter bandits or pirates on the road, our powerful mother personally takes action. Master doesn't even have a chance to do anything, let alone the seven of us."
"It's only when we occasionally encounter those petty thieves that Mother lets us practice, and even then, she and Master keep a close eye on us." Yao Guang said, placing the package she was carrying on the tidied table. She rummaged through it, pulled something out, and shoved it into Zhao Hua's hand: "I don't know what you like, so here, take this. Don't be offended."
Before Zhao Hua could react, he felt a weight in his hand. Looking down, he saw a bright yellow object in his hand—a gold ingot.
She had been a princess in the princess's residence for five years and had seen this thing before, but she didn't own it.
She did have a few silver ingots. It wasn't that her mother and father were harsh on them, but rather that the three of them were still young, and their food, clothing, and daily necessities were managed by adults, so they had no opportunity to spend money.
This gold ingot must be worth ten taels, right?
Yao Guang, who is the same age as me and is also six years old, actually has?
Inside the room, not only Zhao Hua was stunned, but also Yu Ning and her husband, their two sons, and the maids beside them were all equally dumbfounded.
At such a young age, how could he casually produce such a large gold ingot?
The key point is that she didn't seem to care at all when the gift was given.
Yu Qingchen snapped out of his daze, clasped his hands, and bowed to Yao Guang, saying, "Sister." He was the youngest, so he should also call her sister, and there should be a gift between them, right?
Upon hearing the word "sister," Yao Guang paused for a moment before her eyes lit up: "That's right, you're my little brother, haha, just you wait."
Yao Guang rummaged through the package again, but unfortunately there was only one gold ingot the same size as the one given to Zhao Hua, and another one weighing five taels.
They're all younger brothers and sisters; they shouldn't be treated differently!
Yao Guang first gave another small gold ingot to her younger brother, then rummaged through her belongings and took out a one-hundred-tael silver note, giving it to him as well. Feeling that it was about right, she nodded.
"Thank you, sister," Yu Qingchen said sweetly.
Although her mother was a princess, she would give them three red envelopes during festivals, and each one never exceeded ten taels of silver.
This older sister is so much better; with just one donation, she gave him more than he had saved up for several years.
The eldest brother, Yu Qingjia, glanced at the gold ingot in Zhao Hua's hand, then at the small gold ingot and silver note in his younger brother's hand. He wasn't greedy, but he didn't want to be the eldest brother anymore.
“Big brother, you’re the elder brother, you should have already started learning. Giving you gold and silver is too cliché. Let me see what’s more suitable.” Yao Guang glanced at her elder brother and muttered to herself as she rummaged through her bag.
Yu Qingjia really wanted to speak up, but in a less conventional way, he said, "Your older brother is only one year older than Zhao Hua and two years older than Qing Chen. It would be fine to give the same gift."
"Here you go, this one, and this one, and this one." Yao Guang quickly found what she thought was suitable and stuffed them into her brother's hands one by one.
A small abacus, a calligraphy brush, and an ink block.
Once it was in his hands, Yu Qingjia's eyes suddenly lit up. The abacus frame was made of sandalwood, the corners were covered with gold, and the abacus beads were actually made of black jade.
And this ink block, the packaging is marked with Mingyuzhai?
Yu Qingjia subconsciously looked at Yao Guang, who was staring at her. Did she even know how much the inkstone from Mingyuzhai was worth?
One hundred taels of silver for one piece, but the key point is that they only make sixty-six pieces a year.
Some scholars and writers were fortunate enough to acquire them, but they were reluctant to use them.
Seeing that her brother's gaze lingered on the brush for the shortest time, Yao Guang quickly said, "Brother, the bristles on this brush are the whiskers of a wild rabbit."
I collected them for two years, and when I asked a pen maker to make them, he was very selective and only made this one.
If you don't like it, give it back to me, and I'll get you something else.
"I love it! Anything my sister gives me is always the best." After hearing about the origin of the calligraphy brush, Yu Qingjia quickly took a step back, afraid that if she was too slow, her sister would take the brush away.
The pen made from rabbit whiskers was collected by my younger sister and made by someone else, making it even more special and unique.
Yao Guang has already given gifts to her older brother, younger brother, and younger sister, and they all seem to like them. Now she's thinking about what to give her mother.
My mother is a princess of the current dynasty, and also an adult. What would be a suitable gift for her?
"Mother, this bracelet was made by my daughter using persimmon seeds. It's also called Ruyi Bodhi. To make this, you need the seeds from old persimmon trees, or even wild persimmon trees."
Wearing it on your wrist and handling it frequently will make it shine even brighter and more lustrous, like jade.
"May my mother be safe and sound every year, and may all her wishes come true." Yao Guang placed the bracelet in Yu Ning's hand and looked at her as she spoke.
"Yes, Mother really likes this gift. She'll wear it from today onwards." Yue Ning said with a warm feeling in her heart, and put the bracelet on her wrist in front of her daughter. Yao Guang quickly helped her adjust the tightness.
Then, she found the hand cream and lip balm that Hong Xiaoduo had given her in the package and gave them to her mother.
Of the family members, only the father, who was now the prince consort, remained.
Yao Guang was a little troubled; what would be the most suitable gift for her father?
Yu Rui's gaze repeatedly fell on the ink block in his eldest son's hand. He knew that his daughter was starting to think about giving him a gift. Although he would like any gift from his lovely daughter, it would be even better if it was the same ink block as the one in his eldest son's hand.
But, as a father, he can't very well ask for it himself!
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
