Little Cardamom

When Jiang Xu asked questions, his expression was serious, not perfunctory.

Ming Tan was speechless for a moment, then subconsciously explained: "Luo Dai...you can use it by dipping it in water. As for Shui Wan Mei and Yuan Shan Mei, on the day of Daxiangguo Temple, A-Tan painted Shui Wan Mei. At the Marquis Mansion the night before, he painted It is Yuanshanmei."

After explaining, she looked at Jiang Xu's expression.

Very well, from her husband's expressionless but handsome face, it can be seen that he didn't notice the difference between her eyebrows in the Hou Mansion the night before and in Daxiangguo Temple that day.

Ming Tan had thought before that her husband was cold-tempered and might not be willing to paint her eyebrows, but he never expected that her husband was serious about not being able to paint.

Nowadays, young masters in Beijing are promiscuous with prostitutes, and poems depicting eyebrows and emerald greens are frequently praised, even her father knows a little bit about it.

Ming Tan pondered for a while with a serious face, unwilling to give up, and wanted to give some advice, but Jiang Xu suddenly put on an appearance of "Isn't it just a thrush, this king can learn without a teacher", and insisted on it quite calmly. Take the snails, soak them in water, and—

He made a rough stroke on her eyebrow.

That thick one is very horizontal.

Ming Tan looked at the bronze mirror and was stunned.

He, what did he think he was painting? Are you painting Rin Rin Shochiku or are you painting the defense map of the capital? It's just to draw an eyebrow, so there's no need to be so imposing!

Seeing that the man still intends to harm the other side, Ming Tan came back to his senses, hurriedly covered his forehead, and blocked it with a hand: "Husband... Husband, Ah Tan should come by himself, Husband is a general who leads troops and fights, why not I'm so sorry to bother my husband to waste time on such trivial matters, ah, Ah Tan can paint his eyebrows by himself!"

"..."

Jiang Xu stopped moving.

It's her to paint, and it's her not to paint.

Marrying a rich lady is really complicated.

He put down Luo Dai and didn't bother anymore: "My king is going to the barracks."

Watching Jiang Xu get up and go out, Ming Tan covered his half-torn eyebrows, and couldn't help but cursed softly in his heart: "You reckless man!"

This is the first day of Ming Tan's marriage into Dingbei Prince's Mansion. Originally, he was going to enter the palace to thank him for worship, but because Jiang Xu's message was postponed, the first day of entering the mansion was inexplicably leisurely.

Ming Tan was naturally a little uncomfortable with suddenly leaving the Jing'an Hou Mansion where he had lived for more than ten years. The furnishings in the house, the trees, flowers and plants in the courtyard, all have a happy wedding, but they all look strange.

After breakfast, wandering around the courtyard, she always felt that it was not real, as if she was just a small resident in this mansion and did not belong here.

But before she could clear up the unexplainable emptiness in her heart, Uncle Fu, the chief steward of the palace, led the stewards from all over the mansion to see her.

"Old slave Song Laifu, please greet the princess."

Ming Tan heard Su Xin Lv E talk about the Song chief steward. This Song Chief Steward used to be a member of the East Palace. After Prince Min Cong passed away, he has been taking care of the young master, who is also the prince of their family. Everyone in the house respects him and calls him "Uncle Fu".

Ming Tan hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Uncle Fu, please get up quickly, such a big gift is absolutely impossible."

As soon as Uncle Fu was supported by her, he didn't insist on kneeling and worshiping, he just smiled until his eyes were narrowed, and sighed: "This old slave looks forward to the stars and the moon, but he is looking forward to the princess's entry into the mansion!

"The Dingbei Prince's Mansion occupies the entire Changyu Street. It is frighteningly large, but His Highness is simple and not often in the capital, so he is really not very popular. No, this old servant has guarded for more than ten years, always looking forward to us Your Highness is marrying a princess, so you have a proper mistress!"

Ming Tan pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

She was born extremely beautiful, and she was not the kind of aggressive and gorgeous beauty, with bright eyes and white teeth, so charming that it was easy to fall in love with her.

Uncle Fu was already grateful to the big patrons of the Golden Pavilion, but seeing the real person now, he felt that he had a unique vision. Their princess and concubine seemed to have a kind face! So it became more and more enthusiastic.

In a short while, Uncle Fu went from the repairs and renovations prepared to welcome the new princess to the young master who had not yet been born, and also sent all the keys to the warehouse to Ming Tan—the name is that the princess has entered the palace. In the future, the princess should be in charge of the government.

In fact, when a bride enters the house, no matter how many people are right, it is not easy to get the housekeeping power from the previous person in power.

It is very common for a new daughter-in-law with a mother-in-law to survive for seven or eight decades without being able to manage the house independently. There is no mother-in-law at the top, and it is not an easy task to make the original stewards of the mansion docile.

Ming Tan originally thought that there would be a lot of trouble, but he didn't expect that someone would come to his door directly, and showed his deep love for her new princess. In this way, Ming Tan didn't want to care so much.

"Uncle Fu is an old man in the mansion, and he manages the palace well. I'm new here and I'm not very familiar with the palace, so I have to rely on Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu hurriedly said: "Princess, don't say that! It is the honor of the old slave to have a useful place, and the old slave will die. But this palace should be taken care of by the princess. If there is anything unclear Yes, the old slave will help you sort it out slowly."

It's all about this point, it's okay if Ming Tan doesn't pick it up.

She has never been short of clothes, and she is indifferent to the management of accounts. But she knew that the mistress of the house had to be proficient in this way, so when she was a girl, she also learned it seriously from Mrs. Pei.

After taking the account book and flipping through it, Ming Tan paused.

As early as the appointment, it can be seen that the Dingbei Palace is rich and powerful, but the extent of the rich and powerful seems to be a bit more exaggerated than she imagined.

"... Jinxiufang, Cuojinge, are they all properties of the royal palace?"

Uncle Fu seemed to be waiting for her to ask, so he hurriedly said "Hey", and then vividly described her fate with Jinxiu Fang in the Golden Pavilion in the past.

Ming Tan thought of something: "So, the set of Dongzhu head noodles given to me by the Cuojin Pavilion earlier was made by Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu didn't dare to take credit, and said modestly: "The main thing is that I got His Highness's approval."

Ming Tan was slightly stunned, nodded, lowered his eyes and continued to look at the book, but the corners of his lips could not stop bending upwards.

But within a short time, Ming Tan and Uncle Fu got acquainted. Jiang Xu had never been particular about it, and let anyone who could make do with it continue to make do. Uncle Fu guarded a lot of money and had nowhere to spend it, which was quite uncomfortable. No, someone who can spend is here, Uncle Fu feels that he is finally looking forward to a bosom friend.

"These two trees are very tall. You can make a swing here. In the past, the trees in the Hou's Mansion were not so tall, and the swing made was a bit low."

…

"The garden in the mansion seems to be a little smaller, but it can be moved another five zhang to the west. I haven't seen the flowers and plants in the garden. Let me go and have a look, and see if I need to invite more skilled craftsmen to take care of it."

…

"How can your highness only have this small area for martial arts training? Dongyuan can be converted into a small martial arts arena, and it is also close to Fuchu Hyogo. There is a shooting range here, and your highness's friends can also try together when they come to the mansion." Ming Tan He gestured on the map of the Wangfu, "There is still a lot of weeds here, how about taking a rest and making a Cuju venue. Pingguo Duke's Mansion is much smaller than our Wangfu, and there is a Cuju venue in his mansion."

…

"By the way, it's almost summer. How about making this vacant attic in the west of the lotus pond a cool room? Bamboo rafts are placed around it, and the water is diverted from the eaves... There is such a small cool house in the Hou Mansion, but the view is not beautiful. Build one by the pool, it will be very pleasant in summer!" Ming Tan felt very comfortable even thinking about it, and looked at Uncle Fu with sparkling eyes.

Uncle Fu nodded again and again: "Good! Good!"

He dipped his ink in a hurry and wrote it down in the booklet.

On the other side, Jiang Xu, who had returned to the barracks after training, was rarely free.

In fact, under the conquest led by him in these years, the barbarians in the north have restrained a lot. If it weren't for the lack of food in winter and the fluctuating people's hearts, there would be few incidents. And before getting married, he went north to patrol the army for the second time, and by the way he dealt with the legacy of the First World War in Dongzhou. Within this year, it would be very peaceful to come to the Northland.

He read a mansion newspaper, and Shen Yu suddenly lifted the curtain to enter the account.

After reporting on the official duties, Shen Yu hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Your Highness got married yesterday, and there is no important matter in the army today, why don't you stay with the princess in the mansion?"

Jiang Xu said casually: "It seems that the tasks I have arranged for you are too few, and they are all in charge of my family affairs."

Shen Yu pouted her neck and said: "Wang... the princess is also considered as a subordinate cousin after all, and it is not an exaggeration for the subordinate to care about one or two things."

Jiang Xu paused for a moment: "Princess is tired, resting in the mansion, what questions do you have?"

...?

tired?

Why are you tired?

He also went to drink the wedding wine at the big wedding yesterday, and the bride was supported and hugged from front to back, and she didn't walk a few steps at all, so she wouldn't be tired.

Jiang Xu said again: "Go out."

Shen Yu was stunned for a while, her head green, and she followed the order to leave the tent. But after going out of the tent for a while, he was still a little confused, not understanding whether the prince's perfunctory manner meant that he didn't like cousin Tan.

It wasn't until he heard a few soldiers under his command talking about the love affairs in Yihong Courtyard some time ago that he seemed to understand something in a trance.

"That Mei'er girl has a really good small voice, her elder brother is longer and her elder brother is shorter, it's so loud! It's great!"

"I'll just look at Rouge girl, that little waist, hehehe, she told me coquettishly that she was exhausted the next morning!"

…

Shen Yu poured herself a glass of water in a daze, and she couldn't imagine that when Cousin Tan and the prince were together, the older brother was older and the younger brother was younger, and she even said coquettishly what it would be like to be tired and broke her waist.

I don't know if it's because Shen Yu came to tell me that he didn't accompany the princess in the mansion on the first day of his wedding, Jiang Xufang and Xishi went back to Dingbei Palace.

As soon as I entered the mansion, I saw servants coming and going in the mansion. Either carrying a flowerpot or a gold-painted box in his hand.

He didn't say much, and walked all the way to Qi'an Hall where a new little princess entered.

Compared to the outside, Qi'an hall was even more lively. At the gate of Qi'an hall, he met Uncle Fu who was just about to leave.

When Uncle Fu saw him, like beans poured into a bamboo tube, he happily shared the renovation of the palace that he had discussed with the princess today. During the period, "the princess really has an idea", "the princess is really a wonderful person", "the princess speaks well" All right" and so on.

"..."

Such extravagance.

Jiang Xu was silent for a moment, then walked into the house.

Inside the room, Ming Tan was flipping through the books while stretching out his hand, asking the little girl to dye her Danko.

Seeing Jiang Xu enter the room, Ming Tan's eyes lit up for a moment, he got up hurriedly, approached Jiang Xu actively, and raised his soft and boneless hands to his eyes: "Husband, you are back, do you look good?"

She was close, and there was still a faint fragrance on her body. Jiang Xu couldn't help feeling a little distracted when he thought of last night. His Adam's apple rolled inconspicuously for a moment, and the extravagant words that he wanted to speak became—

"nice."