Chapter 1,795 Promise(2/2)
Her delivery period was from late January to early February, and when the weather got warm, she was also in confinement.
According to Shengjia's habit in the past few years, she will probably stay in Changchun Garden. It will be more convenient for her to take Ni Guzhu there to pay her respects to the Queen Mother than in the palace...
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Baylor House living room.
Brother Jiu was talking to Wei Zhu.
"The emperor took Master Yi over and had dinner together. Master Yi mentioned Seventeen Princess and Nineteenth Brother, so the Emperor sent his servants to bring a carriage to pick them up and take them to the garden..."
Wei Zhu said.
After hearing this, Brother Jiu calculated the time and said, "Then you came with an empty stomach?"
Wei Zhu nodded and his eyes fell on the two plates of pastry on the coffee table next to him.
On top is a plate of homemade red cakes and a plate of peach cakes, both of which were dried cakes that had been placed earlier.
Brother Jiu waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, don't eat this. There are a lot of cakes prepared in the dining room. We'll eat them later."
Children eat small meals frequently and need to take supplementary food after nap every day.
After that, he told Cui Baisui, "What are you going to serve? In addition to the pastries, we also want to look at the food and make some egg soup."
Cui Baisui responded and went.
Wei Zhu smiled and said to Brother Jiu: "Then I will try the food in your house."
Brother Jiu said: "Why are you so polite? It's not like you haven't eaten before."
A few years ago, when Brother Jiu was traveling with the Holy Driver, he paid filial piety to the food passing by.
As people in front of the emperor, Wei Zhu and Liang Jiugong were both rewarded by Kangxi.
Wei Zhu nodded and said: "That's right. Let's not talk about anything else. I'm just talking about the pickled perilla leaves. Qianqing Palace Dining Room has started to make it in the past few years, but I always feel that it doesn't have the same taste."
Brother Jiu proudly said: "It goes without saying that the side dishes in my house are different from the pickles in the capital. Some are made in the southwest and some are made in North Korea. Fujin picked them up from books."
Wei Zhu followed Brother Jiu's words and praised: "Fu Jin is great, Master Jiu is blessed."
Brother Jiu compared it with his hands and estimated that it was half an inch thick. He said: "Now the new recipes are so thick. I will ask someone to sort them out and print them out and give you a copy."
Wei Zhu was surprised and said: "Master Jiu is thinking about me, and I am very grateful. However, I don't have the chance to use this, which will make the pearl fall into dust."
Brother Jiu waved his hand and said: "Keep it for now. When you get older and your mouth becomes greedy, ask someone to change the taste."
Wei Zhu sneered.
He is only eighteen this year, and it will be a long, long time before he reaches old age. Master Jiu is thinking too far ahead.
He didn't know that Brother Jiu's loyalty was not only to give him a book, but also to prepare a Zhuangzi for him in the future.
As a prince who has been in the palace for several years, Brother Ninth has gained a lot of experience and knows that the situation of old eunuchs who leave the palace is not good.
Since eunuchs have no descendants, there is no way to guarantee their old-age care.
Brother Jiu prides himself on being loyal and plans to remember this incident and help Wei Zhu solve his worries...
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