Chapter 668 Before the Festival

The matter of black buns on Rehe has finally come to an end.

Cao Yin did not forget to say something to his son and said, "Next time I ask someone to mix some white flour, maybe it will be easier to cure."

Although Cao Yong really has no appetite for this wheat bran, he wonders if he is also adding some mixed grains to his daily diet at home. The children are more nutritious, and eating Cao Yin and Li is also beneficial to health preservation.

But you can't choose the cheapest thing, otherwise it's not about replenishing nutrition, but about suffering.

Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and Li has already ordered the kitchen to make rice dumplings. Since Baoya will go back to Korqin after the festival, Chuyu discussed with his mother-in-law and asked someone to take Baoya and his son to celebrate the festival here.

Tianhui, who had been carried by Baoya for three days, also came back. Hearing his mother's movement, Tianhui groped over and pulled Chu Yu's clothes and refused to let go.

Baoya smiled and said to Chu Yu, "I miss you. Even if you don't ask someone to invite me today, I have to come over. After coaxing for three days, I got up early and said that I would look for 'mom' no matter how I coaxed me."

A married royal princess cannot return to the capital without the imperial court's will. Even if he reports to the clan mansion and the Lifan Court and obtains permission from the court, he will have rules and deadlines for returning to the capital.

When parents are having funerals, sons are exiled, and daughters are asking for marriage, only by catching up with such an opportunity can the royal princesses return to Beijing.

In addition, if you want to meet with your relatives, you must take advantage of the opportunity of the Saint-God visiting the border and come with your husband or son to meet you before you can meet again.

Chu Yu wanted to follow her husband, and even if he caught up with the opportunity to follow the escort in the future, he would not know what year or month it would be.

Last time I said goodbye in the capital, Chu Yu was still a bride, and Baoya was still waiting to marry in the boudoir. In this flash of time, the branches were covered with green leaves.

"Do you really have to wait until Arslen becomes an adult before you can return to Beijing?" Chu Yu couldn't help but ask.

"I want to ask for a special order. I will live in the capital for half a year. It's just for no reason. How easy is it? I'm afraid that the letter of the order will be sent to the clan's house, so it will cause a reprimand, and then two nannies will be sent to 'teach' my rules." Baoya said with a wry smile.

After hearing this, Chu Yu couldn't help but feel sad.

Her compatriots and sisters, the second princess of the Chun Prince's Mansion, also pointed out that the marriage was outside the world. Because the man encountered a happy event, the marriage was delayed. In the future, they were just like Baoya, and they all had to live for the marriage between Manchu and Mongolia and for the responsibility of the daughter of the Aisin Jueluo family.

If she hadn't been able to marry into the Cao family, she might not have lived a better life than Baoya. Baoya has a cheerful personality and an open-minded personality.

Seeing Chu Yu feel uncomfortable, Baoya shook her head and said with a smile: "It's not a separation from life and death. Look at what we do during the holidays? Cao Yong was in his early twenties and was promoted to the lack of the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. How many years will he be able to stay safe this time? In this way, there will be no chance to accompany him in the future. If I take the time and come to Rehe again, we will be together. If it weren't for the unsettled peace in the mansion over there this time, I would really want your family to visit Korqin. After May, it's like a wild flower in a mandarin, looking like it's in a painting."

In the end, Baoya's eyes were already shiny: "Riding on a horse on a meadow, the horse's hooves can startle hares. The hares on the grassland are different from the rabbits we have seen in Beijing. They are mostly gray, not fat, with long ears, and a thin and long tail. There is a tuft of hair on the tip of the tail, which can be used to make pens.

Although this hare runs fast, if two or three people chase it together, they can catch up. Once I was naughty and saw this rabbit, I got off the horse and chased it. By the way, this rabbit is not easy to chase it on the horse because it will turn around. When you chase it, it will turn around, which is fun.

I took two slaves and chased them in the meadow for half an hour. Later, there was a slave who was smart. He took off his vest and threw it over and covered the rabbit. When I looked closer, I saw that the rabbit was exhausted and vomited blood. His little eyes were rolling. It seemed that people couldn't bear it, so I let someone let it go."

Listening to Baoya’s speech was interesting, Chu Yu thought about the days when he was singing on horseback and said to Baoya: “In this way, it is not as difficult as everyone said in Mongolia.”

Tianhui sat next to her mother and couldn't help but lift her ears after listening to Baoya's talk about the little rabbit.

"What if it's hard? The princes in the palace were taught by various rules, and a few of them spoke loudly. When they arrived in Mongolia, they were alone, and who would feel good. They still had to help themselves. Now, the princes in Korqin has also built it. Although it is not as prosperous as the capital, it is not wrong to eat, wear and spend. I heard that in the early years, those old ladies who married on the grassland had to live in felt bags and drink horse milk. Due to irregular diet, few princes who married at that time had lived in longevity."

Baoya said.

When Chu Yu heard this, he was afraid that Baoya would be sad, so he turned around and said, "Have Bao Gege made zongzi? It will be Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow, and he has already asked the kitchen to prepare glutinous rice. Why don't people ask people to bring the zongzi leaves and fillings, and we can make zongzi and play with it?"

Baoya was excited when she heard this. However, she looked at Chu Yu and was still worried, saying, "Are you still ill?"

"It's not about working hard, it's just sitting on the kang and doing things." Seeing that Baoya was also interested, Chu Yu ordered someone to get the materials from the kitchen, and asked Xicai to take the embroidery thread.

After a while, the filling was delivered. Chu Yu and Baoya took off their bracelets, cleaned their hands, and started wrapping them...

Villa, study.

Because there was no other job today, Cao Yin arrived at noon, and the father and son were in the study to read the letters from Cao Song to send someone.

Cao Yin was getting old and a little dazzled, so he ordered his son to read the letter.

The beginning was to pay tribute, then report the safety of the family, and then mention the matter of Cao Xiang's release.

Cao Yin and Cao Yong and his son were both surprised when they heard the news.

Cao Yin frowned and said, "If you don't study at the Imperial College, what kind of coaching do you do? Yong'er, I wrote to my second son and said I was not sure. Isn't this a mess?"

Cao Yong looked at the letter in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Father, I'm afraid it's too late. The waiter wrote in the letter that Xiao Si had completed the procedures from the Ministry of Personnel and was about to leave Beijing for office on the sixth day of the lunar month."

When Cao Yin heard this, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "I thought the fourth brother was a study material, and our Cao family could also produce a Jinshi."

When Cao Yin was young, he entered the palace to study as a companion. He worked with Nalan Rongruo and studied with Grand Secretary Xiong Cilu.

In the 11th year of the Kangxi reign, Cao Yin and Nalan Rongruo participated in the provincial examination in Shuntian Prefecture together. The two passed the juren in the same year. At that time, Cao Yin was 15 years younger than the 18-year-old Nalan Rongruo.

The following year, Cao Yin was elected as a guard and was on duty in front of the imperial examination. He did not take the imperial examination. Nalan Rongruo failed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination three years later.

Speaking of which, this is also a knot in Cao Yin's heart. He hopes that his children can go on the imperial examination and not rely solely on the brink of their ancestors.

After all, in the eyes of the world, the right path is the right path. Scholars, Juren, and Jinshi can make up for different levels of vacancies according to their different identities; those who are not from the imperial examination are all called different paths, and they cannot be whispered to the same Japanese as those who are from the professional background in their official careers.

The court had a law, saying, "The Han people did not recommend the Han people, and the Han army did not give them any imperial examinations, and they would not be awarded the capital and the official seal officials." In this case, they would have to endure the position of auxiliary officials for the rest of their lives.

Although the Cao family carried the flag without being restricted, they could make up for the fullness. However, Cao Yin knew that no family could continue to flourish with the emperor's favor.

Once the emperor is the emperor and the ministers are the same, this is the unchanging old truth.

Only by allowing the children to study hard, pass on poetry and books to their families, and then enter the imperial examinations one after another, can the family be passed on.

The family of the father and son who entered the pass for less than a hundred years had been a minister of the court, and the uncle and nephew had served as ministers one after another, were not one or two families. They were all scholarly families, with a full family of Jinshi and a Juren.

When Cao Yin saw him, he was so envious. He also hoped that his sons and nephews could take the right path of imperial examinations, which allowed the Cao family to gradually get rid of the role of "lucky minister".

Although the eldest son had three sons, Cao Shun died young, and the eldest son Cao Yong had already taken office. He had reached the position of the third-rank Jingtang and then participated in the imperial examination. Isn’t that a big deal? The youngest son was not old enough to live in his old age and was still in his infancy. He would have to study and learn calligraphy for many years, let alone end up.

I won’t talk about the few nephews of the second wife, Cao Shuo who has lost his life. Like Cao Song, the elm-head is not a material for learning. The remaining Xiao Si and Xiao Wu are smart, but Xiao Wu is frivolous and still has some aura in poetry and prose, but there is no improvement in the eight-legged essays. Only Xiao Si Cao Xiang, who studies hard, has a solid memorization, and is also beautiful when he becomes the eight-legged essay.

Cao Yin passed the imperial examination and placed his hope of shining his family on Cao Xiang. No matter how busy he was in his choreography every month, he would not forget to ask about his nephew's homework again and again.

Who would have thought that at a young age, he learned to make his own ideas, and discussed with his elders, and quietly filled in the gap.

Seeing that his father was depressed, Cao Yong thought he was worried that Cao Xiang was young and advised: "Dad, don't worry too much. This instructor is the most leisurely job. Although Xiao Si was young, after all, he had been in the Imperial Academy for two years and dealing with local scholars was not a difficult task."

After hearing this, Cao Yin developed some hope and said, "Yes, this coach is not busy with his job. If he is careful, he can make room for reading the Four Books and Five Classics. Yong'er, helps to grind ink for his father. I will write a letter to the fourth brother, telling him that he is a job as a job, and not to waste his homework. When his term of office is over, he will return to the capital and take the imperial examination again."

Seeing that his father said this, Cao Yong had no objection.

He poured some clear water into the inkstone, took a piece of ink and grinded it, and then grinded a lot of ink for a while.

Cao Yin took the paper and pen, dipped it in ink, and raised the pen and wrote: "Xiang'er's nephew..."

The palace, the Sizhi Bookstore.

Kangxi sat on the kang, looking at the memorial in his hand, his face looked a little bad. Due to the flooding last year and the drought this year, the rice prices in Beijing soared. Following the recent Ministry of Revenue Notes, the rice prices in Beijing are now rising, which has attracted the attention of the world.

There were two ministers standing on the ground, one was the Minister of Revenue, who was on duty today, and the other was Guan Bao, the Minister of the General Administration of the Office of the Internal Affairs, who was with him.

Kangxi submitted a memorial and said to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue: "The Eight Banners officers and soldiers will be distributed within August. If the rice prices will become more and more expensive now. Then the distribution will be carried out from the tenth day of May. Then another 30,000 shi of rice will be handed over to the original rice sellers, and the price will be sold at a reduced price. The Ministry of Revenue will be sent to the Ministry of Revenue today."

The minister knelt down and received the order and retreated.

When the minister went out, Kangxi looked at Guanbao and said in a deep voice: "Last year, the place where Zhili belonged to him was flooded and had not achieved a good harvest. Now the capital is drought again. I am deeply worried. From tomorrow on, I will have to eat once a day in the palace. I will worry about my ancestors and be happy with my descendants. It may inspire Tianhe."

After hearing the order, Guanbao's eyes were red, his body was trembling, and he wanted to bear it for his own sake.

Seeing him like this, Kangxi waved his hand and said, "Kneel down, I still have to read the memorial."

Guan Bao choked and went out, and happened to meet the Sixteenth Prince coming towards him.

Seeing Guanbao wiped his tears with his sleeves, the sixteenth prince couldn't help but stop and said with a smile: "Lao Guan, is this wronged? Tell me, I'll make the decision for you?"

Guan Bao quickly put down his arm, and after seeing the gift to the 16th Prince, he told him why he cried.

The emperor has passed the age of health and blessings, so how can he bear a meal this day? But everyone understands these words, and no one dares to say them in front of the emperor.

Just as a drunk man always shouts like "I'm not drunk", what older people look forward to most is "I'm not old". Even if he is really old, others have to flatter him to be young, otherwise, he should doubt whether others curse him to die, or hope for him to die.

The sixteenth prince felt uncomfortable after hearing Guan Bao's words. He looked at Guan Bao and said, "Let's do this first, you and I will spend some time to see if there is any way to persuade Emperor Ama to add food or tonic for some conditioning."

Guanbao had no choice but to go to the kitchen to see if there was a recipe that could last a day with a meal.

The capital city, the east mansion of the Cao family, the upper room in the inner courtyard.

Zhao Jia hung her face and stared at Cao Song and said, "Why are you fine? You won't have a meal? I told your cousin's aunt that I want to pick her up for a drink."

Today is the joy of Cao Xiang taking his concubine. The new aunt's house has been cleaned up, and Cao Xiang has also taken a shower and changed his clothes and dressed up. Everything follows the rules of the law, but the seat will not start.

No matter how stupid Cao Song is, he would not say that his third sister was not allowed to do so. In that case, it would only make Zhao Jia furious and have a rift with Cao Yiyue.

"Mother, this is the imperial decree. The family of officials, officials, scholars and officials are not allowed to have banquets or listen to operas anymore. They are required to pray for rain with all their hearts." Cao Song said with a smile.

When Zhao Jia heard this, she frowned and said, "This court official is idle, right? She is still worried about what other people eat and how to live?"

Cao Song said, "I heard that even the empress in the palace has reduced meals. Who dares not be able to pray for rain or get involved in the matter? I am afraid that it will be unlucky. Mother, the fourth brother in the world is not marrying a wife, so don't make any false things. If you violate the rules, you will attract the censor, and your son's future will be ruined."

After Cao Song was very good at speaking, Zhao Jia was a woman from the inner hut. She had long hair and short knowledge. She didn't dare to make any random decisions. She said embarrassedly: "Then I'll go and avenge your cousin's aunt. Don't forget to bring two boxes of cakes to apologize."

Cao Song responded and went down to order someone to go out to pass the message.

The night was getting darker, and when it was time to light the lights, red candles had already lit in Cao Xiang's house.

Even if you take a concubine, it is a good time to choose before. When the time comes, you will use a sedan to carry the newcomer in through the side or back door and send it directly to the bridal chamber. The procedure is much easier than getting married.

Outside the gate of the Cao family, Green chrysanthemum was wearing a veil and sat in the sedan chair with her eyes straight, her eyes unaware of joy at all, and she was left with endless fear, and she didn't know where her life was heading...
Chapter completed!