National Beauty

September is a good time for chrysanthemums to bloom. Song Jianing was invited by Empress Li to take his daughter into the palace to admire the chrysanthemums.

She went with Feng Zheng as usual, and when she arrived in the middle palace, except for Empress Li, Concubine Shu and others, she unexpectedly saw two young faces.

"The minister's wife pays homage to the two princesses." The thin and thin old woman in an azurite-pigmented face respectfully salutes the two women and concubines. She is about the age of fifty, with her hair neatly combed, meticulous, and revealing all over her body. The grace of the famous Sect wife is more majestic and inaccessible than the wife Song Jianing is familiar with.

Next to the old woman, curtsy was a young girl in a long and blue dress with a lotus flower. At the age of fourteen or five, a palm-sized melon seed had a fair and delicate face, delicate and shiny, and her delicate eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of the old woman. The beauty of the hibiscus is as beautiful as the water, which makes people's eyes bright. What is even more amazing is that this woman is slender and graceful, with a small waist...

Song Jianing felt that among the thin beauties she had ever seen, only her mother Lin could compare to this girl, but her mother was in her thirties after all, and she was afraid that no one could match her.

"Madam, please." Feng Zheng said.

The old man thanked him and stood up straight.

Empress Li smiled and introduced: "This is Mrs. He, Zhao Xiang's wise wife, and that is Mrs. He's granddaughter. It is only fourteen this year. Just like Duanhui, call your sister." Zhao Pu is the veteran of the two dynasties. , The emperor must respect while disgusting, then she also has to give Madam He decent.

Hearing this, Mrs. He immediately declined and said: "The empress is a shameless minister. How can Embroidery Ho dare to discuss sisters with princesses and princesses, or call her name."

Chen Xiu also lowered his head to agree.

They were all courtesy. Feng Zheng first took Chen Xiu's hand and praised him. Song Jianing also stepped forward to call his sister. After the greeting, the two men and women took their children to a seat. Song Jianing held her daughter and used to listen more and less talk. She soon discovered that Princess Duanhui seemed to like Chen Xiu very much and treated Chen Xiu like her own sisters.

The guests were all here, and Empress Li led the crowd to appreciate the chrysanthemum in the imperial garden.

Empress Li prepared two carts for Cheng and Zhao Zhao. Feng Zheng smiled and asked Song Jianing to put Zhao Zhao beside Cheng. When they arrived at the chrysanthemum garden, the two men and women pushed one side to one side while admiring the flowers and coaxing the children. Small talk, the effort that came all the way, is enough to let the two know the situation of Madam He and his wife.

Mrs. He is the daughter of a famous family. As the wife of a veteran of the two dynasties, one can imagine the honor of Mrs. He when she was young. Mrs. He had two sons and two daughters. The eldest son was a military commander, who died in battle when she was young. Her two daughters were married to ordinary people for some reason. One died after marriage, the other died of dystocia, leaving only one child who was born without a mother, that is, Chen Xiu.

Mrs. He pityed her granddaughter and took Chen Xiu back to raise her personally. She loved Chen Xiu more than her two grandchildren.

"Miss Chen is so beautiful." After whispering, Feng Zheng tilted his head, looked at Chen Xiu from a distance, and whispered to Song Jianing.

Song Jianing nodded, she was indeed a great beauty.

As soon as I finished commenting on Chen Xiu, Princess Chen Xiu and Duanhui were coming here side by side. Song Jianing and Feng Zheng looked at each other and smiled. They looked at the little brothers and sisters in the cart, and they were all ready to entertain guests.

"Zhaozhao is so beautiful." Chen Xiu walked to the cart, bowed his head and praised Zhaozhao, looking at Zhaozhao without blinking, and really liked it. Zhao Zhao looked at her most eye-catchingly, and stared blankly with her small mouth open. Chen Xiuqing couldn't help but want to touch the little girl's face. Zhao Zhao suddenly hugged the adult brother next to her, avoiding touching it.

Chen Xiu retracted his hand in embarrassment.

Song Jianing explained with a smile: "I know you are alive, and I will touch it to my sister when I get to know him later."

Chen Xiu nodded with a blushing face, but still felt embarrassed. He was about to look at the chrysanthemum on the left. When he turned around, he suddenly saw the other side of the garden path. A few people walked towards this side like a stroll. The two men walking in front , Wearing a plain red dragon robe, at the age of fifty, must be the emperor, the young man next to the emperor, wearing a azure robe, his face...

Chen Xiu was taken aback, and couldn't believe that there were such immortal figures in the world, such as Meiyu.

Song Jianing also saw his prince. The moment he raised his head, he met him briefly. The prince moved away first. Song Jianing sweetly retracted his gaze, and then pushed Zhaozhao and Cheng to the side of the road with Feng Zheng. Princess Duanhui happily went to the front to greet her. Chen Xiu looked at Princess Duanhui and retreated behind the two princesses, knowing her identity, only to look at the slender figure that was getting closer and closer.

"Push!" Zhao Zhao, who was sitting in the car, yelled happily when he saw his father. The little girl will be celebrating her birthday next month. Now she has started to learn to speak, "No" and "Hug" are very clear. Father and mother can't call it yet. Song Jianing has taught countless times, but Zhao Zhao can only shout. The father "pounces", and the mother is "dense".

The daughter was so happy that she stretched out her little arm to ask him to hold her, and Zhao Heng smiled.

Facing the soft autumn morning light, he walked slowly, surrounded by faint gold, and he was a **** without a smile. With this smile, the autumn light in the whole garden lost its brilliance. Song Jianing stayed with him day and night, still looking at him, Feng Zheng was a sister-in-law, and would not have any other thoughts, but he couldn't help but look at it a few more times. As for Chen Xiu, who was in the early days of Cardamom, stared at the man infatually, his heart beating more and more Come sooner.

"Father." Emperor Xuande approached, Song Jianing and Feng Zheng saluted together, and Chen Xiu leaned behind.

Emperor Xuande didn't look at them, he bent down and took out his little granddaughter Zhaozhao, and kissed them rarely. Zhaozhao disliked the emperor's grandfather's beard and turned his head to look for his father. Zhao Heng secretly moved his fingers, but couldn't **** his daughter from his father. Fortunately, Emperor Xuande quickly gave Zhao Zhao to him and went to hold him as a brother. Then walked towards Queen Li.

Feng Zheng naturally followed.

Song Jianing saw that the prince had no intention of going over, so she stayed and smiled as he watched him coax his daughter.

"Let's go there too." Princess Duanhui beckoned to Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu glanced at Song Jianing in a complicated mood, already guessing who was the man who made her heart beat faster, but still wanted to confirm, and curiously asked Princess Duanhui: "Is that your Royal Highness Shou Wang?" She followed her grandmother when she was young. The family left the capital and came back early this year. They all heard of King Chu, King Rui, and King Gong. Only King Shou knew that he was born with a slurred mouth.

Princess Duanhui looked back and said casually: "Well, my third brother."

Chen Xiu bit his lip and said with a smile: "The relationship between King Shou and the princess is really good, and there is such a beautiful daughter as Zhao Zhao, which is really enviable."

Since her marriage to Guo Xiaoci, the sky in Princess Duanhui’s eyes has become bluer, and the chrysanthemum looks better. People who hated before can barely accept Song Jianing. They no longer mock Song Jianing, but some people praise Song Jianing and Duanhui in her ears. The princess felt uncomfortable inexplicably, and snorted disdainfully: "What is enviable, if it weren't for my third brother...in which round will she be the princess?"

Chen Xiu heard that there was an article in it, so he didn't ask for it for the time being. He just waited out of the palace before inquiring about Princess Shou in private.

When I returned to the prime minister’s mansion, Chen Xiu accompanies his grandmother, Mrs. He, to talk for a while, and then returned to her yard. Before resting, he asked the maid beside him to inquire and wake up after sleeping. The maid was waiting for her to comb her hair and whispered back: "Girl, Princess Shou is not easy. Her mother was originally the sister of the owner of Jinxiufang. She married far to the south of the Yangtze River. After losing her husband, she took her daughter to remarry to Weiguo Gongfu... The mother is so powerful, the Shou Wang concubine is even more so. It is said that the Shou Wang spoils her especially."

Chen Xiu unconsciously grasped the veil, Song Jianing was not well-born, but that face...Which man can not be favored?

"But I can't figure it out, Princess Shou is so fat and her reputation is not good before getting married. What does King Shou like her?" Tsing Yi's maid muttered puzzledly when she thought of Princess Shou's meaty face.

Chen Xiu listened, and immediately remembered Princess Duanhui’s evaluation of Song Jianing. According to Princess Duanhui’s meaning, King Shou was wronged by marrying Song Jianing. Perhaps the King Shou spoiled her because of Song Jianing’s face, but if she gave her a long life. Wang is a better choice, he...

With the thoughts, Chen Xiu suddenly became nervous, as if seeing an opportunity, she didn't know whether to grab it or not.

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Song Jianing didn't know that someone had arranged her to be fat again. After October, she prepared for her daughter's catch of the week. In this short month, my daughter has made great progress, and she has been able to clearly yell "Mother". The father said that it is not good. Song Jianing changed to teach her daughter to yell "Daddy". The daughter actually yelled out very quickly, with a crisp cry. "Daddy", she shouted so much that her father was very happy, and the whole house gave an extra amount of monthly money.

On October 15th, Zhao Zhao caught the week.

Before the banquet opened at noon, Father Fu personally laid a brocade table in the hall, and then placed the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, gold and silver jewelry, ruler line rouge and other things on the same place. After finishing his work, he went to invite the prince. Zhao Heng hugged his daughter who was dressed in red, and walked to the brocade with Song Jianing, bent over and put her daughter on the mat.

The male guests such as King Chu, King Rui, King Gong, and Brother Mao stood on the left side of the mat, and the princesses, wife, Lin and other female families lined up on the right. They looked up and looked at each other with awe-inspiring heads, and finally stared blankly. The father and mother in front.

Song Jianing bent down and pointed to the objects next to her daughter to encourage her: "Zhaozhao catches it, take your favorite."

Zhao Zhao looked down along her mother’s arm, only to find that there were a lot of things on the mat. The child was naturally curious and began to look at each one. After changing a few in a row, Zhao Zhao finally held a piece of gold ingot and did not change it. I even held it up for my mother to see, very happy.

The wife smiled and said auspicious words: "Catch ingots at the age of one year, and sit on Jinshan when you are old. The princess is born with wealth and fate."

Song Jianing laughed. They are all the princesses. With the prince backing, her daughter will not have to worry about having no money in her life.

Zhao Heng picked up the white and fat daughter, blocked her daughter's small mouth that she intended to chew on the ingot, and said to everyone: "Open the table."

It's time to eat longevity noodles.

Zhao Zhao loves noodles the most. When he saw the noodles in the bowl, he forgot the gold ingots he had just grabbed. He pressed the table with one hand and grabbed the chopsticks with the other.

Zhao Heng took the opportunity to hide the piece of gold ingot in his sleeve and returned it to his daughter after preparing the meal.