The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

Chapter 140 Spring Banquet

After the one-year-old birthday party, the weather gradually warmed up, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the flowers were blooming. It was a good time to enjoy the spring.

Changning has no way to go out for an outing now, but Hutuli is willing to go out and play.

She had already made an appointment with her sisters to go out together to enjoy the flowers. She said they wanted to imitate the ancients in holding a spring banquet and compose poems.

She was very much looking forward to and excited about this banquet, and asked Changning to help her find clothes and jewelry ten days in advance.

Changning naturally wholeheartedly supported and approved of his daughter's social activities, and also tried his best to give her advice.

The mother and daughter had drawn the design of the dress together early on. The inner skirt was a milky white mixed with pink and embroidered with water patterns. The colors were fresh and elegant, yet delicate. The outer skirt was covered with a goose yellow collared jacket embroidered with a brocade pattern of linked beads and flowers, which made it look somewhat delicate.

Hutuli is now taking on more and more of Changning's charm, with skin as white as cream and a silent smile. When she's not talking, she's truly stunningly beautiful.

After being taught and trained by the maids, she stood there far away, like the graceful ladies in the paintings of ladies, but with a unique liveliness and agility.

It is three times more moving than those in calligraphy and painting.

Looking at such a daughter, Changning felt a hidden sense of pride in his heart.

But the secret was revealed as soon as Hutuli opened his mouth.

"Oh my god, why is it so hot today! Mom, can you give me an ice bowl?"

Chang Ning was so annoyed by her words that were full of corn grit that she said, "I shouldn't have let Hutuli learn from Ama! Ama's Northeastern dialect is the most authentic!"

"Daughter, let's speak Mandarin. You said that the Spring Festival Banquet is full of young girls, graceful and elegant, speaking softly. Your Northeastern accent doesn't fit in there!"

What Changning didn’t say was that this would really affect the aesthetics!

She is a beauty when she doesn't speak, and a funny beauty when she speaks.

Even that face is inferior.

Hutuli didn't really care: "Okay, I'll listen to you, mother. I don't know when Moyaqi will come."

The Bodel branch of the Fucha family consists of three girls: Hutuli, Moyaqi, and Wuxiha.

Wu Xiha is still young, and his cousin Mo Yaqi is closer in age, so the two get along better.

This spring banquet was attended by some princes and noble ladies in the capital, including the little princesses from the royal princes' houses, daughters of various royal families, and some girls from the families of close court officials.

Speaking of which, the one who arranged this matter was the eldest princess of the Prince of Zhi.

She is several years older than Hutuli, but she is easy to talk to, as neither of them is the type to be shy.

The second, third and fourth princesses of the Prince of Zhi's Mansion all have the attitude of taking their elder sister as the leader, and they all get along well with Hutuli.

At present, the emperor's decree has not been made clear yet, but there is a rumor that the eldest daughter of Prince Zhi wants to marry Meng, which has caused the wife of Prince Zhi to become increasingly ill.

The eldest princess didn't want her father and mother to worry about her. She had nothing to fear even if she went to Mongolia, so she specially arranged this spring banquet to show that she was content with whatever happened and was willing to serve the Qing Dynasty.

Prince Zhi has always loved his daughter, so naturally he did everything he could to please her. He even helped his daughter to arrange things personally. He opened the storehouse and selected many good things to decorate the room. He also asked skilled craftsmen to make many porcelains with elegant and beautiful colors. He also invited ladies from high-ranking families to entertain him, just to support his daughter.

Changning was also deeply moved by Prince Zhi's love for his daughter.

After the mother and daughter talked for a while, they heard the maid report that Moyaqi had arrived and was standing at the door.

Hutuli stood up and was about to go out, saying as he walked, "Bai Lu, take my things with you. Xiao Xue, go ahead and tell Hong Zhao to take good care of my cat. Mother, I'm leaving first!"

Listening to his daughter ordering the people around her around, Changning smiled secretly. Not bad, not bad. Teaching my daughter has paid off.

Watching his daughter walking away, Changning couldn't help but worry about her. This girl shouldn't cause any trouble, right?

But soon, her attention was diverted to her youngest son.

Hongchen now walks unsteadily, his short legs flapping constantly. He loves to walk everywhere, especially to visit his mother.

But he spoke very clearly now. No matter where Changning was, he could hear his childish voice, "Mother! Come! Mother! Mother! Come!"

Changning was holding her belly and it was inconvenient for her to walk around, so she had to be brought here by her wet nurse. Of course, Hongmin was also dragged along by her.

Hongmin was more steady. He also liked to be close to his mother. When he saw Changning, his eyes lit up and he quickly took two steps and threw himself on his mother's lap. This scared Chuxue, as she was worried that the little prince would not know the seriousness of the matter and offend his master.

However, Changning didn't seem worried at all. She knew in her heart that it was necessary to be on guard against Hongchen, but not Hongmin. This kid knew how to deal with things and seemed to know everything.

Moreover, Changning discovered that Hongmin was more sinister.

She told the nurse to feed each of them an egg, and Hongmin pretended to be a loving brother and fed all the egg yolks that he didn't like to eat to Hongchen. Hongchen, the silly boy, was still happy.

Hongmin moved very quickly, and he finished feeding the baby before the wet nurse even noticed. He also opened his hands to indicate that he had finished eating, and then sat and waited for the wet nurse to report. After Changning heard about it, she would come and praise him.

He kept it a secret for more than half a month, and it was only discovered when Changning suddenly felt like feeding the baby himself.

Now that her two sons were around her, she no longer felt bored.

I just wonder if Yinzhen will miss the child?

Changning thought about it, then told Chuixue to set up the desk and went to paint a picture himself, and he painted the scene of Hongmin feeding egg yolk to Hongchen.

Of course, her drawing skills are obvious to all, and she can only draw stick figures.

When Yinzhen received the letter, he took a long time to identify it before he confirmed that the two figures with big heads and small bodies, with straight arms and legs, should be his two younger sons, and the one drawn like a pancake should be the egg yolk.

It was indeed Yaoxian’s style, and Yinzhen couldn’t help laughing.

However, after receiving this letter, he was eager to return home.

Therefore, he had to compress his original 15-day trip to the 12th day before returning.

As soon as he came back, he originally wanted to go to Qingzhiyuan quickly, but he received news from the palace that the emperor was waiting there, so he had to rush to the palace first.

Kangxi was very satisfied with the results of Yinzhen's business trip, but since there were the Crown Prince and the Prince of Zhi above him, Kangxi would not promote him.

This son is capable and can get things done.

So when Kangxi needed someone to do something, he would pull him out, and when he didn't need him, he would let him go back to his palace.

Although Yinzhen felt a little disappointed, he didn't think it was a big deal because he was used to it anyway.

Just when he had just returned home and was about to go to Qingzhiyuan again, news came that the Thirteenth Master had arrived.

Yinzhen could only sigh and retract his foot.