Chapter 322: 322 New Year (second update)

Chapter 322: 322 New Year (second update)

Chapter 322 322 New Year (second update)

It wasn't until the group of people disappeared at the fork in front that the door of Duobao Zhai started to move again. The passers-by who had watched the excitement continued to walk forward, each going their own way.

Only a few people from the Lu family and people from a few nearby shops were left where they were.

Two servants of the Lu family had already helped Lu Fangrui up from the ground. At this moment, Lu Fangrui was looking shabby, half of his hair was wet and his clothes were stained with dust. On the right side of his red and swollen face, his eyelids were swollen like goldfish eyes. , all his facial features were squeezed out of shape.

Lu Wenjing not only hated Chu Qianchen, but also felt sorry for her brother. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Third brother, we have to go to the palace and file a complaint!"

The princess even dared to hit the consort, which is totally unruly!

Qi Anling's eyes turned red, tears glistening in her eyes, but she held back the tears.

She was carefully wiping Lu Fangrui's face with a soft silk handkerchief, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, your face is badly burned. You need to ask a doctor to take a look quickly..."

Occasionally, Lu Fangrui gasped when the handkerchief touched a painful spot, and his face trembled. He felt hatred, anger, shame, hatred and other emotions intertwined into a big net, trapping him in it.

He really couldn't swallow this breath.

In the past, Jingle didn't dare to shout out to him or even take a breath, but now, she actually dared to throw tea at him and slap him.

He had told his mother at the beginning that these princesses were self-righteous, arrogant and arrogant just because they had royal blood, and were not a good match at all!

Lu Wenjing thought for a while and said decisively: "Third brother, Sister Ling is right. You have a burn, so you need to call a doctor quickly. You and Sister Ling go back first, and I will go into the palace to find the queen's cousin." Come and tell Jingle and Princess Chen, and secondly, I can hire an imperial doctor for you."

Lu Fangrui was in pain all over his body now. Not only did he have burns on his face, but he had just been beaten by Jiang Yuan. Maybe even his ribs were broken by the opponent, so he agreed to Lu Wenjing's proposal.

So, Lu Fangrui and Qi Anling got on a carriage and went back to the princess's mansion first, while Lu Wenjing got on another carriage and went against her third brother to the palace.

After a stick of incense, Lu Wenjing appeared in Fengluan Palace, accusing Chu Qianchen and Jingle of being the same, scolding Jingle for abandoning her husband and running away from home, pouring tea and beating others, but did not say anything about Lu Fangrui's fault. , almost described him as a little pitiful person with deep love and loyalty, while Chu Qianchen and Jingle naturally became bullies who beat people for no reason.

At the end, Lu Wenjing pressed the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief sadly and said with sobs: "Cousin, you didn't see the state of my third brother. Half of his face was burned to the point of being disfigured..."

The queen, who always defended her shortcomings, became furious and ordered to Eunuch Li, the chief **** of Fengluan Palace: "Immediately announce the entry of Princess Jingle into the palace!"

However, even if the queen's oral instructions reached the princess's mansion, it would be in vain.

Jingle was not at the Princess Mansion at all, and no one in the Princess Mansion knew where Jingle was staying these days.

The matter reached a deadlock for a while, and the queen was helpless.

Even if the queen knew that Jingle was with Chu Qianchen today, it would be difficult for her to pass the oral message to Prince Chen's Mansion. Who knew that Prince Chen's Mansion never entertained guests and would not make an exception for the mere Jingle.

The Queen knew that even if she sent someone to Prince Chen's Mansion to announce Chu Qianchen's audience, Chu Qianchen might not necessarily enter the palace.

The queen held her breath, and had to give a lot of money and things, and comforted Lu Fangrui, saying that she would wait until Jingle returned to the princess mansion. After all, Jingle could not hide for the rest of her life. She would always attend the greetings on the first day of the first lunar month. .

The Lu family went to the palace to complain to the queen one after another, which caused the queen a headache, and she was naturally angry at Jingle and Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen didn't care at all about the commotion outside. She was writing the word "福" with Gu Jue in the palace.

In the house, there were two people and a cat. They were very quiet, but the cat was restless and kept meowing.

It has snowed from time to time in the past two days. There is snow on the ground, treetops and walls. The cat cannot go out for a walk at all. The snow is too cold.

Yueying swung the cat's tail and circled around Chu Qianchen's skirt. Sometimes it screamed shrilly, sometimes lingeringly, and sometimes softly.

But no matter how coquettishly it behaved, Chu Qianchen ignored it. On the one hand, she had no way to make winter end early, and on the other hand, because she was serving Gu Jue's pen and ink, adding fragrance to her red sleeves.

She is the best at grinding ink, and the ink she grinds is just right, neither dark nor light, not thick nor thin, dark and bright in color, and has a light fragrance.

Gu Jue finished writing the word "福" in one stroke.

Looking at the newly written word "福", Gu Jue thought of some past events and said with some nostalgia: "In the past, when my father was still alive, every New Year, he would take us brothers to write the word '福' and then give it to others. ”

All officials, both civil and military, were honored to receive the word "福" from the emperor. If they could not get the word "福" written by the emperor, they would feel happy if they could get the word "福" written by the prince and princes. Anyway, it was just a celebration.

When the ink dried, Gu Jue put the newly written "福" to the side. There were already seven or eight "福" sheets spread out in the study, and each "福" used a different font.

When Chu Qianchen went shopping with Jingle yesterday, she thought of the red paper she and Gu Jue bought last time.

The New Year was coming soon, and Chu Qianchen felt that it would be better to be more festive in the palace, so he asked Gu Jue to write a few more various "blessings" characters so that they could be posted everywhere in the palace to please him. Gu Jue was free when he was free, and he listened to her in everything.

Chu Qianchen admired Gu Jue's handwriting happily and thought his handwriting was really beautiful.

His cursive writing is wild and bold; his regular script is dignified and majestic; his official script is mellow and elegant...

Chu Qianchen stretched out his hand to pinch Gu Jue's sleeve and said, "Let's rest for a while before writing." He was afraid that he would be tired.

So, Gu Jue handed the wolf-brush pen in his hand to Chu Qianchen: "Are you going to write a couplet?"

Chu Qianchen took the pen obediently, and Gu Jue laid out the paper for her on the side, and in turn served her with the pen and ink.

Chu Qianchen watched him polishing the ink for her and curled his lips happily, feeling extremely good.

She dipped her pen in some ink, pondered for a moment, and wrote two common Spring Festival couplets: All lakes and seas are in spring, and thousands of rivers and mountains are all shining.

She uses running script, which is beautiful and strong, floating like clouds, and as graceful as a frightening dragon. It is not like the writing of a woman.

Gu Jue could tell at a glance that she looked like Xie Wenjing's running script.

She really likes Xie Wenjing.

Gu Jue smiled slightly, took the pen in her hand, and wrote the horizontal comment: Everything is updated.

He also used Xie Wenjing’s running script.

Putting this couplet together, at first glance, it is impossible to tell that it was written by two people.

Chu Qianchen's eyes lit up, he pursed his lips and smiled, the corners of his eyes seemed to be soaked in honey water, his eyes rolled around, and he proposed enthusiastically: "Let's write some couplets together, and then give them to my mother and my wife." Aunt, and Jingle, how are they?"

"Tell me, can they see that it was written by both of us?"

Without waiting for his answer, she said happily: "I can't tell."

Gu Jue saw that she was as happy as an innocent child, so he just played with her. After thinking for a while, he wrote the first sentence of the second couplet: The sky celebrates the snow and displays the glory.

Chu Qianchen went to continue the next sentence.

The two of them went back and forth and wrote seven or eight couplets in one breath.

After finishing writing, Chu Qianchen summoned Hu Hu and asked her to deliver the couplets, and asked Aunt Cai and the others to post the word "福" and the couplets at He's Mansion.

She asked Jiang Yuan to bring over the newly beaten silver coins, sorted them out and put them into her purse.

This is the lucky money that will be given to Chu Yunmu, Chu Yunyi, Gu Zhiyan, Anle, and Jingle during the Chinese New Year.

These were obviously just trivial matters, but she did them with great joy. After finishing writing the word "福" and the couplet, Gu Jue read a book and looked at her. There was a kind of tranquility in the room that has passed through time.

Both Gu Jue and Chu Qianchen knew how precious this kind of ordinary life was. It was the peace that was gained by countless people throwing their heads and blood on the battlefield.

They all like it and enjoy this time.

Before Chu Qianchen finished installing the silver lock, Amber came back, still carrying a trace of the cold air from outside.

Amber sent out the couplets and got back some snacks and specialties. She returned with a full load. She also conveyed the greetings from Shen and Shen Wan one by one. Finally, she said to Jingle: "Princess, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has personally posted the couplets." "Come on, the slave likes her very much. Your Highness seems to be more energetic than yesterday. I heard from the palace maid that he slept very well last night and didn't wake up all night."

Jingle has always had a problem with poor sleep, and often wakes up many times at night. Although Chu Qianchen can use incense to help her sleep, it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and new medicines are needed for her heart problems.

Amber was also sighing in his heart. He thought of something and said: "Princess, when I came back, I passed by Your Highness's Princess Mansion. I heard that the Queen was sending rewards to Prince Consort Lu. Yesterday, she sent imperial doctors, medicinal materials and supplements, and today she sent them again. Silk silk and jewelry calligraphy and painting.”

"The Queen herself also has a princess. If it becomes the custom for the prince-in-law to treat the princess harshly, what will happen to the three princesses in the future?"

Amber felt that the queen simply did not know what to do.

The queen was afraid that she thought the third princess was her legitimate daughter. With the support of her and the prince, the consort would not dare to do this to the third princess. However, the third princess has impaired intelligence and a childlike temperament. It is much easier for the prince-in-law to manipulate the third princess than to manipulate ordinary people.

What's more, the queen can't look after the third princess for her whole life.

Thinking of the third princess, Chu Qianchen's hand holding the silver needle paused.

The third princess likes to keep parrots, so the purse Chu Qianchen prepared for her was one with a green parrot embroidered on it.

Chu Qianchen put another silver ingot into the emerald green purse, then tightened the drawstring, put the purse into the basket, then picked up a new purse and continued to put silver ingots into the purse.

Gu Jue has a higher seniority, and there are many juniors below her, so she naturally has a lot of New Year's money to give.

Chu Qianchen only used needlework when making clothes for Gu Jue. These purses were all custom-made at Zhuxiu Workshop.

Amber was still reporting some rumors she had heard recently: "I heard that because the Queen has been blatantly supporting Consort Lu, the other consorts are not very respectful to the eldest princesses."

"Her Royal Highness Princess Yunhe's golden consort has often...stayed out at night, and even spoke eloquently to people outside, saying that Princess Yunhe didn't dare to control him."

Amber actually wanted to say that the golden consort lingered on the fourteenth floor and stayed away from home at night, but when he said this, he happened to catch a glimpse of Gu Jue turning a page of the book and slanting his eyes towards her coldly, so Amber almost changed his mind. mouth.

Hu Bo silently wiped the sweat in his heart, and then talked about Princess Duanrou's consort Cheng. This consort Cheng was also an unknown person. He had no self-awareness and stole Princess Duanrou's 20,000 taels of dowry money and cooperated with others. The business ended up losing everything.

What Hu Hu said was what Chu Qianchen was listening to as gossip, going in with his left ear and coming out with the right.

When she finished loading a basket of lucky money, the black cat, which had been calm for a while, began to meow heartbreakingly again.

Chu Qianchen looked up and silently cried tears of sympathy for her cat. It was snowing outside again. It seemed that in this New Year, the cat could only stay in the house and could not go to the house to uncover the tiles.

This is the last snow of the year.

Chu Qianchen raised his chin slightly and stared at the white snow outside the window. His eyes seemed to have traveled through time, with a smile on his lips.

The New Year is almost here.

At this time in her last life, she was imprisoned in a village owned by the Chu family on the outskirts of Beijing. It was deserted and deserted, with only the heavy snow to accompany her. At that time, her heart was filled with despair.

In this life, she can spend the New Year with the prince.

Chu Qianchen curled his lips happily, feeling that the recent days were like falling into a honey pot, and every memory was sweet.

Chu Qianchen was in a good mood, and everyone in the palace was taking advantage of it.

With a wave of her hand, the whole house was given two months' monthly notices this month, and each person got two sets of spring clothes. The house was filled with New Year's joy.

Everywhere you look, you can see the color red that represents the Chinese New Year, such as red lanterns, red satin, red couplets, red blessing characters, red window grilles, red ties, red plums, etc.

There are also bright red firecrackers.

Naturally, the "cracking" sound of firecrackers is indispensable on New Year's Eve. One after another, not only did Prince Chen's Mansion set off fireworks, but other houses on the street also sounded the deafening sound of firecrackers.

With the smell of firecrackers filling the air, the smell of the New Year in the air becomes more intense and lively.

People were happy, but the black cat, who was celebrating the New Year for the first time, was frightened by the continuous sound of firecrackers and hid under the bed.

When Chu Qianchen and Gu Jue went out to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner with everyone, the cat didn't come out.

When the couple returned to the inner room, the cat still didn't come out and seemed to be planning to stay under the bed.

The two of them sat by the window to watch the New Year's Eve. There was a pot of tea, two plates of dried fruits, and several plates of snacks such as cloud cakes, candied fruits, and walnut cakes on the coffee table. The maids were all dismissed and allowed to play by themselves. Do whatever you want.

Chu Qianchen also generously allowed Gu Jue to indulge for a while: "You are allowed to stay up late today, don't you be happy!"

She looked at him with crooked eyebrows, feeling sweet in her heart.

Normally, she would have rested long ago at this time, but today she was not tired at all and was very energetic.

Originally, Gu Jue wanted to get up early tomorrow morning and go to the palace to congratulate her, hoping to let the little girl rest early, but seeing that she was so excited about staying up late, he couldn't bear to say no to her.

This is their first New Year's together, so let her make the decision.

Gu Jue stretched out his long arms and hugged Chu Qianchen across his lap, putting her side face against his chest. He bent down and kissed the top of her warm hair gently, expressing his pleasure with practical actions. :

"happy."

"I'm very happy."

His low laughter reached her ears, and he gently stroked her back with one hand.

His hands were big, warm and strong, pressing against her skin through the clothes. His voice was full of cherishment and love, which made Chu Qianchen's heart beat faster.

"Your Majesty, where is my New Year's money?" Chu Qianchen said without saying anything, and played with the string on his waist with one hand. The string was knitted by her own hands. Not only the string, but also the silk used to tie his hair. Ribbons, robes, knee pants, shoes, socks, etc. are all made by her.

It was as if she had left her own marks on him.

Gu Jue took out a bright red purse embroidered with red plums from his sleeve and stuffed it into her hand.

The purse is not heavy, but very thick, and there are obviously a lot of things stuffed in it.

Chu Qianchen held the purse tightly in his hand and smiled brightly.

Gu Jue raised his eyebrows: "Don't open it..." Don't you want to open it and take a look?

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

His little girl suddenly stretched her neck, raised her face, and gently left a kiss as light as a butterfly wing on his lips.

Before he had time to appreciate it, the kiss was over.

Gu Jue: "..."

He just flashed, and she quickly jumped off his lap, ran to the bed, and said: "New Year's money."

In official history, few princesses had a good ending. Don’t have a filter for the royal children. You think that all princes should be wise and powerful, and all princesses should be extremely noble.

Let’s not talk about the princesses of the Qing Dynasty. They were all used for marriage. The princesses of the Song Dynasty were mostly tragedies. They were kidnapped by gold or bullied to death by the consort’s family. The princesses of the Ming Dynasty either died young or had unfortunate marriages. The princesses of the Han Dynasty died in There were several subordinates of his biological father. Three of the four direct princesses of Tang Dynasty Guang Li Shimin and Empress Changsun were poor.

Counting over and over again, there are really not many princesses who can live a noble life.

I don’t want to talk about official history, after all, it’s just fiction.

(End of chapter)