The Reborn Noble Daughter

Chapter 112 112. New Year

Xiao Tingyi ate happily and drank most of the pot of warm wine. Yang Zhao, who was sitting next to him, looked helpless.

If people knew that King Ding, who was supposed to be having a New Year's banquet in the palace, said he was ill and had not attended, but now he was eating happily here, they would probably be blamed.

"Why don't you eat? The food cooked by the nurse is not to your liking?"

Xiao Tingyi asked questions while drinking, his tone was calm, but in the ears of his follower Yang Zhao, he was very frightened.

"The prince is joking. Mother Wang's craftsmanship is top-notch. How could my subordinates not like it? It's just that I'm having dinner at the same table with the prince, and my subordinates are a little..."

"You weren't so coy when you were in the army."

Not to mention eating together, we can even drink a bottle of wine together. As expected, there are so many rules in Dongdu that even the dignified third-rank General Ping Nan feels a little restrained.

Yang Zhao thought it right, and immediately picked up the chopsticks. Before even taking the chopsticks, he brought in Mrs. Wang's bowl of hot noodles and immediately stepped forward to help.

"Thank you for your hard work, nanny."

Looking at the fat woman in front of him, who always had a friendly smile on her round face, Xiao Tingyi's heart, which had been cold for a long time, felt a little warmer.

"It's unfortunate that the prince is here. We've run out of salt at home, and we can't buy it at this time, so we'll make do with some."

This Mother Wang is the wife of Divine Doctor Zhang. Both of them are caring people who have accompanied King Ding since childhood. If it weren’t for the nanny’s age, and King Ding wouldn’t want her to have anything to do with the scandalous things in Dongdu City, There are too many involved, this meal should have been eaten in the palace.

The wet nurse looked at Xiao Tingyi with a distressed look, and couldn't help but blame the cooks in the palace secretly. How dare she not take good care of them after she left the palace?

The dignified King Ding looked as if he had been hungry for months, and most of the deer's legs had been blown away by him.

Only Yang Mingming understood that his master didn't like to eat anything made by anyone except Mama Wang's food.

"This year is special. Uncle Shou is not at home. I originally wanted to take you back to the palace to watch you, but that place is not popular. It is better to come here to make it more lively."

What Xiao Tingyi said is true.

Lihua Lane is full of ordinary people. After working hard all year long, it is natural to have a lively night. Since he arrived here, the firecrackers at the door have not stopped, and there are also children outside who are noisy and laughing.

I don't know how much better it is than the deserted and lonely palace.

Mother Wang understood what Xiao Tingyi was thinking. She came to accompany her not because she was an old woman who would be lonely watching the New Year's Eve, but she didn't show any signs of it, for fear that the thin-skinned prince would not be able to bear it. She just looked at him with more loving eyes.

"Speaking of which, after the New Year, the prince will be eighty-eight years old. He should still worry about his personal life-long affairs. Otherwise, there won't even be a mistress in such a large Dingwang Palace, and he won't be afraid of being laughed at if he tells it."

Wang's mother's words have made Yang Zhao's ears tingle after hearing them for more than ten years, but the person being talked about calmly seemed to be talking about other people's affairs.

"Nanny, don't worry, if you meet the right one, I will ask for your hand in marriage."

With a sincere look, he has deceived Mother Wang for so many years and said nice words, but after all these years, there is still no one around him. Mother Wang hates that iron cannot become steel, and she is too lazy to talk to him anymore.

This road is blocked, so just take another route. Thinking of the old man's visit to Feng's house, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

However, Xiao Ting was particularly curious. Why was his uncle not at home to celebrate the New Year, but the wet nurse looked happy? Could it be that the two of them had a quarrel?

Everyone had their own thoughts, and the New Year's Eve dinner was peaceful and warm.

A lively night.

When the morning light filled the entire Dongdu City, large areas of red firecrackers were scattered on the ground, which was festive and joyful. These firecrackers cannot be swept within three days after they land on the ground, otherwise the good luck will be wiped out, so the vendors came out When stalling, be extra careful not to step on the "good luck" in front of each house.

The mountain sheds built along the four canals passing through the city have now taken shape, with wooden frames facing Xingde Tower.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and there are more and more tourists wearing new clothes on the street.

Every year from the first day of the first lunar month to the twenty-second day of the first lunar month, the Royal Street will be fully open to the public. The corridors on both sides of the street are not only equipped with a variety of food stalls, but also performers of singing and dancing, acrobatics, and gongs and drums. sky.

With the sound of music and the shouts of people, the twelfth year of Tianqi in the Jin Dynasty officially kicked off.

Feng Jinyao heard Feng Yunhe's cough when she got up early. It was neither loud nor violent, but she still felt a little worried.

"How's it going? Does your throat still hurt?"

"Don't worry, aunt. It's just that I choked when I swallowed my saliva. It's okay."

"That's good. The kitchen has made some vegetable porridge. I see that it contains some of your favorite foods. Do you want to try it?"

Feng Yunhe nodded happily when he heard that he could eat again.

Feng Jinyao chuckled. After all, he was a child, and his recovery was extraordinary. When he woke up yesterday, he was still very weak, but now he seems to be full of energy. It seems that he can walk around in just seven days.

He took out a white porcelain cup from the food box, stirred it slightly with the accompanying spoon, while stirring and blowing cold air, carefully fed it into Feng Yunhe's mouth, and at the same time reminded him.

"Be careful of the burn."

"Um."

Feng Jinyao fed carefully, but Feng Yunhe couldn't keep up with the food. But he also knew that his aunt was doing it for his own good, so he had to endure the feeling of hunger and eat slowly.

After finishing the cup of vegetable porridge, Feng Yunhe licked his mouth with satisfaction and went through his favorite foods in his mind. He couldn't help but sigh, it was better not to get sick.

"Auntie, did the miracle doctor tell me when I can get out of bed and walk around? After lying here for so long, my limbs are almost melting."

"You are positive, but I think it will be fine in about three or four days. Then I will give you another medicine, so you don't have to lie down every day. Moving around more will also be good for your recovery."

After hearing her words, Feng Yunhe was full of expectations. It was really hard to get through today, but somehow, he suddenly remembered something, and his originally lively and happy expression suddenly turned cold.

Feeling the change in his mood, Feng Jinyao asked curiously, "What's wrong? Weren't you quite happy just now?"

Feng Yunhe wrinkled his little face. He didn't know how to say some words because he was afraid that he would cause some trouble if he thought too much.

"Auntie, before I fell ill, I encountered some things that I shouldn't have seen. I never told my parents."

Feng Jinyao's heart skipped a beat. It was inevitable that there would be some shady activities in a big family, but the Feng family was always strictly controlled by her mother and sister-in-law. What else could happen that she shouldn't see?

"What's up?"

There was no one around, and no one dared to approach the courtyard now, so Feng Yunhe talked to Feng Jinyao in a low voice.