Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

After kneeling like this for a long time, he saw people coming in one after another at the door, and some people came to greet him. There seemed to be the sound of crying. Fu Bao felt that his feet were a little numb, and he was very boring. He was no longer as strong as before. Come with interest.

However, looking to the side and back from where they were kneeling, they could see all the family members of the General's Mansion. The population of the General's Mansion was also simple, so there probably weren't too many direct relatives. Those lined up in front of the door should be all the direct relatives of Concubine Xian. It looked like there were only about twenty people at most. Hongying and a few younger ones were kneeling at the front, looking presentable.

But there were many people kneeling on both sides with Fubao and the others. They should be relatives and relatives. The people kneeling in the last row were the servants.

Fu Bao could only see the situation in front of him through the gap. They should have been able to see clearly when they were kneeling in the first row, but they were too short. When the concubine came back, there were always people waiting on her, including palace maids and wives. There were several of them, so she couldn't see clearly because they were all blocked. She had just been beaten several times and she didn't dare to push forward like she did when watching a theater in Daqiao Town.

Fu Bao only saw that the imperial concubine was wearing a sapphire blue dress. She was covered in jewels and wore a lot of jewelry. As for what she looked like, she couldn't see clearly. She mainly knelt and lowered her head most of the time. When the imperial concubine walked in and they could stand up, the imperial concubine and the empress had already walked far away.

"Chu Chu, the one standing next to Concubine Xian is the twelfth prince. He looks most like General Qi. He is so handsome. I have seen him twice before when he and his mother entered the palace."

Yan Yu pointed to the front and told Fubao that Fubao only saw the lower part of the twelfth prince's leg and nothing else. Fubao couldn't imagine: How could General Qi be so handsome with his old age and beard?

Later, I heard from the relatives in the back that I found out that the twelfth prince was the only daughter of Concubine Xian, and he was exactly twelve years old this year.

As promised, half an hour passed before Hongying came back to continue playing with them.

"Oh, I'm so tired! My legs are sore from kneeling."

Hongying ran over and smiled, looking helpless and relieved of a heavy burden, but she didn't notice anything was wrong with her legs.

Fu Bao asked her: "Do you have to do so many rituals every day in the palace? It looks so complicated and not fun at all."

"No, my mother said that the palace clothes on my aunt's body and the jewelry on her head weigh at least more than ten kilograms. They are both frivolous and useless. I feel tired just looking at them. If it were me, I would sell them for money. .”

"Miss, just say a few words less, others won't even think about it."

The maid next to Hongying quickly reminded her to stop her thoughts, as it would be bad for such words to spread.

But Hongying didn't care, and continued to mutter: "It's only thanks to my cousin that he can stay in the palace for so long. Faced with such things every day, I ran away long ago, so I might as well go and guard the imperial mausoleum."

"So the young lady should be a general. As the old lady said, she is not destined to be a concubine." The maid smiled and followed suit, not afraid of Hongying's anger at all.

"Then I would rather go into battle and kill the enemy than go into that deep palace and be buried for the rest of my life, never to see the sun tomorrow. I will travel to hundreds of rivers in the future."

"Then Hongying, your first choice is our Taohua Village. Fu Bao will take you down to the river to fish and go up to the mountains to hunt."

Fu Bao admired Hong Ying's openness of speech very much, and felt that such a carefree life was the best. He made up his mind to walk around in the future and never be a frog in a well.

"That's right, you see, my cousin is only twelve years old. He always looks calm, composed, and old-fashioned in front of everyone. He doesn't know how to smile. He doesn't look like a teenage brother at all. He must have been arrested by the palace. The eunuchs and great scholars here are used to oppressing you."

"However, my grandma said: This is the temperament of the imperial family, right?"

Yan Yu felt that this was what she should be doing, and even though she sighed, she seemed to understand.

"No, my grandfather said that my cousin should have the best character among all the princes. He is calm, honest, kind, knowledgeable, and has the courage and domineering of a general. That's just a treasure covered in dust.

But don’t say this to anyone else, Grandpa said: It will be bad for your cousin if you say it. "

The purpose of the children's visit was just to eat and have fun. They had already forgotten about the imperial concubine's marriage. Anyway, they had nothing to do with them later. It didn't matter to them when the imperial concubine left.

It seems that the imperial concubine's return home is a routine matter. Even if she sees her biological father and mother crying, she has to hide and cry. Before leaving, she has to watch the time and go back.

Seeing this scene and what Hongying said, Fubao felt that the palace was no better than their Peach Blossom Village, and he lost his original yearning.

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Chu Pavilion.

During dinner, Fu Bao talked about what he had seen and heard today with great enthusiasm.

It was also difficult for her, because she couldn't even see Concubine Xian's face clearly, and she described it in such a colorful way that even the hairpin on Concubine Xian's head was explained clearly, and she didn't know where she got it.

Qiuli and Granny Zhou, who were waiting nearby, were stunned for a moment. Those who didn't know it thought they had misjudged the situation and thought Fu Bao was the one being held by the imperial concubine.

Sure enough, it’s better to read more books! Seeing that the young lady was so smart that she was almost as smart as the storyteller, Qiuli was so impressed that she fell to the ground.

After dinner, Fu Bao took his grandma to his grandfather's study without letting anyone follow him. This phenomenon had never happened since he came to the capital. The old couple were sensitive and felt that something must have happened to Fu Bao today.

"Grandpa, what do the purple clouds mean?"

Fu Bao walked around behind Grandpa and helped him pat his back. Grandpa had a hard time studying. Reading one book was more tiring than Fu Bao reading ten books, and he would forget after reading. It was really unfair. If he could use the space Just replace it with grandpa and fourth uncle. One of them can definitely take the top prize and the other can take the top prize.

"Where are the purple clouds?"

When grandpa heard these words, his heart trembled slightly: Could it be that Fu Bao saw the emperor today?

Purple air is the color of the emperor. Where do these purple clouds come from?

Concubine Xian must not have been so favored that the emperor also came to visit her, right? This is unreasonable!

"Just today, when Hongying's cousin walked by, there were so many people that Fu Bao couldn't see his face, but there was a circle of purple clouds around his head. He was so beautiful, compared to those wild ones on the mountain. The color of the rose is even more purple.”

"Hongying's cousin?" Grandpa Yan couldn't wrap his mind around it. Who is this?

"He is the twelfth prince! Hongying said he is very handsome, but it's a pity that Fubao can't see it."