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Two hundred and forty-seven minds


Princess Yuyao is now addicted to writing letters and enjoys it endlessly.

I wrote a reply to the eldest prince, and also wrote a letter to Lin Minsheng, ordering someone to take him to the capital with me.

Now that the emperor has left, she is thinking about writing a letter to her father.

Xie Ning and Fang Shanggong both agreed with this idea.

Xie Ning thought that he should write a letter to ask the emperor if the journey was smooth and safe.

Fang Shanggong thought that it was a good idea to write a letter to relieve his longing.

Moreover, once a letter is sent, one must expect a reply, and one will be happy when one receives a reply.

People must have this kind of spirit and hope.

This is good.

Otherwise, seeing Xie Ning always looking lifeless, Fang Shanggong felt really anxious.

When I wrote the letter, I saw that Xie Ning was indeed more energetic.

After sending the letter, I naturally started waiting for a reply.

But before the reply came, the letter and things sent by the emperor arrived first.

The emperor gave them some dates, prunes, ham, mushrooms, spring bamboo shoots, etc. to eat.

In addition to these things, there are several books and a picture.

The books are all new, and most likely the emperor asked someone to pick them up halfway.

Xie Ning can't go to work now, so these books are just right for her to pass the time and relieve her boredom.

As for eating, the emperor knew that Xie Ning had a bad appetite now, so he hoped that she could take a few more bites of these fresh things.

But the best thing is of course the letter and the picture that came with it.

Xie Ning read the letter first.

The letter was very short.

The emperor said in the letter that they walked many miles on water today, and he did not miss any of the three meals in the morning, lunch and dinner.

After dinner, Bai Hongqi also gave him a snack according to his custom when he was in Yong'an Palace.

It was very light, mainly soup.

Soup, the emperor also used it.

Seeing that the emperor was eating well, Xie Ning put aside half of his worries.

The emperor also said that he rested for a while after lunch and did not fall asleep.

He was thinking about her and the children.

He lay there to rest for a while and then got up.

There happened to be a pagoda and temple passing by outside the porthole window.

The scenery was very simple and elegant.

He thought that she would not be able to see her this time, so the emperor took advantage of the time before the ship had gone far to draw that scenery.

Xie Ning put down the letter and quickly looked at the painting.

Before the painting could be framed, Fang Shanggong heard that it was an imperial painting.

He washed his hands himself and led Qing He to unfold the painting.

What I drew was a banner, just a rough outline with ink and no coloring.

But Xie Ning was stunned.

The rivers, mountains, trees, and the pagoda all appear on the page.

This is the scene seen in the eyes of the emperor.

He wrote it all down with a pen.

The drawing was a little hasty, but Xie Ning saw it.

Seeing the beauty he wanted her to see.

I also saw the concentration of his thoughts in the paintings.

Fang Shanggong took a step back and was looking at the painting.

He was about to give a few words of praise when he turned around and saw Xie Ning standing there, tears streaming down his face quietly.

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Why are you crying?

But this was not the kind of sad cry.

Xie Ning shed tears while looking at the painting, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The smile was gentle and sweet, which was simply intoxicating.

"Master" Fang Shanggong called softly.

"It's okay."

Xie Ning wiped his eyes and said, "I have nothing to do and I'll have my painting carefully framed, but don't be careless."

The throbbing and feelings in her heart were indescribable.

The moment she saw the painting just now, she felt the emperor's thoughts when he painted it.

She saw what he saw and felt what he thought.

At that moment he looked at Jing, but he was thinking about her.

Xie Ning could not describe how moved she was at that moment.

This is what the poem says, are the hearts connected?

Even though they are hundreds of miles apart, their thoughts and concerns for each other are the same.

Princess Yuyao pestered her to read the letter.

There was nothing expressive in the letter that could not be shown to the child, so Xie Ning gave it to her.

Princess Yuyao read the letter and then looked at the painting.

However, she wasn't very interested in the painting, so she just took one look at it and then turned around and asked, "Where are those things that were sent to me?"

Hu Rong said with a smile: "There are a lot of things.

Some of them have been carried to the kitchen to clean up.

It happened that the people in the kitchen wanted to ask the master what he wanted to do."

Xie Ning asked Princess Yuyao: "Which of these things do you want to taste most?"

Princess Yuyao said: "Ham."

Xie Ning turned around and ordered: "Then make a soup with ham and bamboo shoots.

The fresh bamboo shoots can't be stored for long periods of time, so let me make braised bamboo shoots with vegetable oil.

Let the kitchen watch over the other things."

Hu Rong responded and went out happily to deliver the message.

During lunch, Xie Ning had a good appetite.

The ham and spring bamboo shoot soup was exceptionally light and delicious.

In addition to this, there was also a braised fish dish that was also very delicious.

The fish skin was charred and the fish meat was soaked in the soup.

It was salty, sweet and sour, and slightly spicy.

Xie Ning didn't feel sick even after eating two pieces.

"This fish is well done."

Xie Ning nodded and said, "Tell the outside world and I'll give you a reward."

Qing He quickly responded and said with a smile: "Master has an appetite now.

Nothing tastes good these days.

Master used to love thinking about eating.

When he ate something delicious, he started thinking about how to make it."

Xie Ning smiled and picked up a bit of fish with chopsticks and said, "It goes without saying that the fish is very fresh, but the sauce inside is the key.

I think the sauce is very skillful."

When Hu Rong went to the kitchen to deliver a message, he specifically conveyed this sentence, saying that the master praised the sauce for being well-made and that the fish tasted not fishy at all.

He also asked who prepared the sauce.

A eunuch from the kitchen who looked nothing like a cook came out and replied, saying that he had made it himself.

There were many people accompanying him, and Hu Rong had never noticed this person before.

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This person obviously did not expect that his fortune would turn around, and his craftsmanship would make the imperial concubine very popular.

The people in the kitchen were in high spirits after being rewarded, and carefully prepared several delicious dishes in the evening.

Princess Yuyao couldn't go out, but she sent someone to buy a lot of things on the street.

The eunuch who was sent out to buy things couldn't figure out the princess's temperament.

The princess didn't like the silk flowers and satin he bought a few days ago.

She was anxious and looked around for people to inquire.

After making two detours, she brought it to Hu Rong.

Come.

Hu Rong didn't want the benefit of his filial piety, but the master couldn't worry about it now.

It was better for Princess Yuyao's affairs to go smoothly.

He gave this man some pointers.

"The ones you bought last time are not only available in the palace, but they are also better than those sold in the market outside.

Don't always think about the princess.

The princess is only a child now.

Search carefully on the streets and bring in things that children might like that shouldn't be in the palace.

But one thing is, don't cause any trouble, and don't bring in anything you shouldn't."

The eunuch kept saying thank you to Hu Rong.

The things I bought this time were indeed different from the last time.

A set of things was brought in in a box.

When she opened the box, Princess Yuyao was surprised.

"This is" Guo Shanggong said with a smile: "This is just a toy.

It can be taken apart to play separately, but it looks more neat when put together."

Inside is a set of woodcut pictures of Qiu Xianji.

"Qiu Xian Ji" is a very famous play.

It tells the story of a man who abandons his family and son in order to seek immortality.

He finally meets an immortal, but is punished for his greed.

It is suitable for all ages and is a household name.

Good people will eventually be rewarded, and evil people will not have good results after all.

The story can be regarded as a good story to persuade people to do good.

There are a total of twelve woodcuts in this set, and several wonderful turning scenes are engraved on them.

Princess Yuyao really likes this.

"Keep this carefully and don't break it.

I'm going to take it back and give it to my brother.

He will definitely like it."

Guo Shanggong responded with a smile: "Princess, don't worry, it won't be damaged.

I will ask someone to put silk and linen wadding between the drawing boards later, and it will be transported back to the capital safely."

Gan Xiyun said: "I have seen this before, but it is not sold outside.

I saw it in the temple when I went to offer incense.

The carvings are all stories from Buddhist scriptures.

This is the first time I have seen this carving for the purpose of a play."

Everything else is interesting too.

For example, there are various things made of clay, silly fat pigs, fat carps, and even clay whistles and clay crowns.

The crown was completely made of clay, colored and fired.

The bright red one is exactly like what the bride wears when she gets married.

Of course, it cannot be as big as a real crown, but it is not too small either.

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Princess Yuyao lifted it up and weighed it: "It's quite heavy."

She made a gesture and put it on her head.

Guo Shanggong was startled and said quickly: "Princess, be careful."

Of course Princess Yuyao didn't really wear it, so she tried it on and quickly took it off: "It's so heavy."

"How can it not weigh too much?"

Guo Shanggong said, "It must weigh about five or six pounds."

Gan Xiyun also took it, weighed it, clucked his tongue and said, "It's really not light.

How can a real wedding crown be so heavy?"

Guo Shanggong smiled and said, "There are also heavy ones."

For example, the crown worn by Princess Mingshou when she got married was made of gold, pearls, gems, beads, silk fringes, etc.

It was only heavier than this clay crown.

As for the one worn by the former empress, it was not as impressive as when the princess got married.

Because the emperor was still just a prince at that time, the specifications and ostentation of the bride were all set and could not be changed, let alone exceeded in any way.

Naturally, the princess's tiara was not as luxurious as the princess's.

Something as recent as the beaded crown worn by the imperial concubine during her canonization, not to mention how luxurious it is.

Gan Xiyun will enter the palace in the future, and there will be many opportunities to broaden his horizons.

Xie Ning didn't fall asleep for a while that night.

If you sleep a little more during the day, you won't feel sleepy at night.

Also, she had something on her mind, so of course she couldn't sleep for a while.

It's a good thing to keep things in mind this time.

She thought about the hastily drawn, uncolored picture.

Thinking of the emperor's expression when he wrote the letter.

Thinking about the seemingly fragmentary and inexpensive food that was delivered today.

In the distance, a flute sounded.

As if separated by a long, long distance, beyond the mountains and rivers, the sound of the flute is so melodious that it makes you cry and complain.

Xie Ning didn't pay attention at first, just lost in thought.

But as she listened, she gradually came back to her senses.

This is the sound of Wang Moyan's flute, and Xie Ning believes that he can't hear it wrong

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