After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

The twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month is the small year.

Although there were two fewer people in the Ji Mansion, the mansion was more lively than in previous years.

The kitchen staff had been busy preparing the meal two days before the New Year's Eve. The two chefs worked until late at night to prepare two dishes that were complicated to prepare but not often eaten.

However, in addition to the meals to be eaten on New Year's Eve, it is more important to worship the "Kitchen God".

When offering sacrifices to the Kitchen God, the person offering sacrifices must hold a rooster, and some people let children hold a rooster and kneel behind adults. It is said that the rooster is the horse that the Kitchen God rides when he ascends to heaven, so "rooster" is also called "horse". A red rooster is called a red horse, and a black rooster is called a black horse.

Jiang Hao had no knowledge of this area, and felt a little curious when he first heard it. However, after listening to it, he became accustomed to it.

Instead, Ji Zixuan actually ran to watch the fun.

"A gentleman does not enter the kitchen. Have you forgotten the book you read?"

Jiang Hao deliberately made fun of Ji Zixuan.

Ji Zixuan disagreed and said sternly, "Nonsense, my grandfather never taught me that. Food is the most important thing for people, and food comes from the stove, how can we really avoid it? We can all starve to death."

Hey……

You know what, Ji Zixuan’s brain is really different from that of ordinary scholars.

Jiang also came back from the other courtyard, and the three of them sat at the same table to eat. Seeing her daughter and Ji Zixuan getting along so well, her knot in her heart was untied unconsciously.

She smiled and picked up a piece of vegetable for Jiang Hao, and a piece of fish for Ji Zixuan.

Ji Zixuan's eyes instantly turned red with emotion.

The meal was very harmonious. After the meal, Jiang returned to her courtyard, and Jiang Hao and Ji Zixuan sat in the flower hall and talked.

"Sister, I want to go see him."

Suddenly, Ji Zixuan took the initiative to mention King Ning.

Seeing Jiang Hao looking at him in surprise and confusion, he explained, "I have thought a lot these days. He asked you about me many times, so he naturally didn't give up on me. It's not his fault for all these years..."

If Xie Yuzhang had not taken the risk and personally cut him out of his dead mother's womb, he would have died in the womb.

Although knowing the truth was cruel at first, after these days, as he came to his senses, Ji Zixuan realized that the most pitiful person was actually Prince Ning.

His mother died, his wife and children all died, and he was the only son left, and he couldn't even recognize himself.

It’s New Year’s Eve, and he wants to go see him.

"Have you thought about it?"

Jiang Hao was worried that he was acting on impulse and would regret it later.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. As long as he takes this step, there is no turning back in front of King Ning.

"Well, I know you have a way."

Jiang Hao naturally had a way. Even though there were spies around Prince Ning's Mansion, it would not be difficult for her to take Ji Zixuan with her.

"Leave now before curfew."

Jiang Hao was ready to take Ji Zixuan and enter through the main gate of Prince Ning's mansion openly.

"it is good."

Outside Prince Ning's Mansion, it was deserted.

Jiang Hao and Ji Zixuan got off the carriage. Number Four went up the stairs first, grabbed the door knocker and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

There was a hint of drunkenness in the voice coming from the concierge.

"Lord Jiahe."

As soon as Number Four announced Jiang Hao's title, he heard the people inside move.

Soon, the door opened.

The doorman reeked of alcohol and looked at the people outside with a red face. He burped and was very surprised why Princess Jiahe came so late at night.

Besides, tonight is New Year's Eve.

"Hurry up and tell them that the county lady is here to treat the prince's leg."

The doorman didn't care whether it was true or not and ran inside.

Ji Zixuan stood beside Jiang Hao, his heart almost jumping out of his throat with nervousness...