Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Zeng Shaoqing gave them a thumbs up. Whose children can be as good as theirs? All of them have distinct personalities, and even Tie Wazi, who lives in their house all the year round, is very scary once he is serious. Even in normal times, who has seen a child who is gentle and elegant at the age of nine, like a saint?

"It's good for a child to have personality, me??"

"Daddy, come and see, this uncle is amazing!"

Before Ling Jingxuan could say anything, the excited shouts of the little dumplings came from the front. Several adults shook their heads helplessly and walked up quickly. The little dumplings took Ling Jingxuan and pointed at the busy hawker and said, "Dad, look at you. , Uncle is painting me butterflies, the edible ones."

It turned out to be a stall for painting sugar figures. No wonder he was so excited. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help patting his head indulgently. There were more sugar painting figures in the south and few in the north. That is only the scope of East Street. The East Street in the capital is notoriously rich and noble. It is normal for him to have never seen a sugar painting man, but? ? "What's your look like?"

When Ling Jingxuan looked up, he realized that it was not only his little dumplings, but Yan Shengrui, Zeng Shaoqing and Chu Yunhan were all curiously looking at the booth full of finished products. It's the first time we've seen it, right?

"Is this really edible?"

Yan Shengrui's question directly told him the answer, Ling Jingxuan suddenly didn't know how to react, but they still boasted what they wanted. They had seen all the wonders in the world, but they didn't even know about the man who painted the sugar. I didn't hear about his family. Did Wang Ye and Xiao Liu grow up on the street? Even if there are very few in the capital, there should be sugar figures, right? They had never seen each other when they were still children? "Is this thing a bird?"

Zeng Shaoqing on the other side also reached out and touched the thing that looked like a bird. Chu Yunhan patted his hand angrily: "Don't touch it, that's what people want to eat."

"Ugh"

Ling Jingxuan sighed deeply and took his prince to the small pot where the hawker was making sugar: "These animals are all drawn with bullets, do you think you can eat them? There are many such hawkers in the south, commonly known as sugar painting people. The sugar in this is made of brown sugar, white sugar, and a little caramel, and it is boiled on the stove with a slow fire, and when it is boiled, it can be used to cast the mold."

There is no way, Ling Jingxuan can only give them a simple science, who makes them "less knowledgeable" than each other.

"It was fun."

Yan Shengrui rarely showed a little bit of childlike innocence. It happened that the hawker had also painted the butterfly that was given to the little dumpling for free, so he picked up the stick and handed it to him: "Brother, get it."

"Well, thank you uncle!"

The little dumpling nodded obediently, held the butterfly and looked and looked, looked and looked, and finally opened his mouth and bit down on a butterfly's wing with a click.

"It's not delicious!"

With its unique burnt aroma, it instantly conquered him, attracting Yan Shengrui and others who had never seen it before, let alone eaten it. They couldn't help but feel a little greedy. , he ate the little candy butterfly, smash it, smash it, little mouth, Xiao Tuanzi decisively picked up his small purse, poured out the change in it and said, "Uncle, can you help me again? Do?? Huh?? Five, no, eldest brother must eat too, six, can you help me make six more?"

After counting with his fingers for a long time, the little dumpling finally determined the number, not to mention how cute the little one is.

"Yes, yes, just??"

The hawker looked at Yan Shengrui and the others around the stall in embarrassment. He had the courage to come to Southern Xinjiang to seek a life after the road to Nanjiang and Nanzhou had been repaired recently. Although he didn't know them, he was running the rivers and lakes after all. , These people are not ordinary people at first glance, under their gaze, he is really a little difficult to perform.

"Big brother, you take the money, can you let us paint it ourselves?"

Eyeballs rolled, Ling Jingxuan dragged Yan Shengrui and walked over, how could the hawker not obey? Quickly let go of the body.

"Let's draw together."

Picking up the spoon in the small pot, Ling Jingxuan motioned to Yan Shengrui to hold his hand, so the two showed off their love on the street. At first Yan Shengrui was always bad at painting, but it wasn't because he didn't know how to paint that the royal family came out. How could a person not even know how to draw? They are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, okay? It's just that he is always used to drawing carefully, but the more refined the sugar man is, the easier it is to stick together things that cannot be seen in shape, and the finished products they draw are naturally different.

However, under the innocent ridicule of the little dumplings and the training of his daughter-in-law, Yan Shengrui gradually mastered the essentials. The beautiful butterflies, the leaping carp, and the lively rabbits were all drawn slowly, holding the finished product. The little group of people laughed, not to mention how happy they were.

Afterwards, Zeng Shaoqing also took Chu Yunhan to play. With Yan Shengrui's lesson, the two drew it in one go. I didn't treat the peddler badly. After all, I messed up other people's business. Before I left, I specially gave him an ingot of 10 taels of silver. The hawker never dreamed that he saw the child as cute and gave him a butterfly, but let him once I earned a full twelve taels of silver.

"Daddy, can I eat it?"

"Go back and eat with your sister and the others."

"Oh, but it seems like oh, I'm about to drool??"

"Then flow!"

"what."

Following the dialogue between the father and son and the final wailing of the small group, a group of five gradually disappeared from the crowd.

No one noticed that on the second floor of a shop not far away, next to the slightly opened window, Jiang Yuyang with a somber expression kept watching them with complicated eyes. Until now, he still couldn't accept the only one who let him compromise. The person who wanted to get it was actually Prince Cheng. After a period of time in the mountains, he came back, but he still couldn't help wanting to see him, to make sure everything was true, every day he would go to this area to find a random teahouse. Sitting, it's the same today, I didn't expect him to see it, but it made him despair, especially when he saw him and Yan Shengrui Qingqing me and my candy man, he almost didn't rush down and tear them apart abruptly, It turned out that he was really Princess Sheng, someone else's daughter-in-law, really? ? Never belong to him!

Chapter 593

Jiangjia Town, E'nan City, is not so much a town as it is a sturdy castle with a town-scale castle. The original old house of Jiang's family was in the city of E'nan. Later, the family population became more and more popular. There are a lot of children and grandchildren. The previous Jiang family plotted a plot of land outside the city, and built a yard around the Jiang family ancestral hall and the Changfang lineage. Each person has a yard. After several generations, Jiangjia Town gradually took shape. Now, all the people living in this town are people of the Jiang family's direct line or collateral line. In the past, Jiang family town allowed outsiders to enter and leave. The private soldiers kept in captivity by the Jiang family will continue to patrol both inside and outside.

"Junior King, Jiangjia Town is in front."

Yan Xiaobei, who personally took people to Jiangjia Town to arrest people, saw a large-scale town in the distance before he walked out of the city gate. Yan Xiaobei, who was looking at Jiangjia Town, sank. There is a family of this size in one place. To say that they have no ambition, he would not believe him if they killed him.

"Boost!"

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaobei put his legs on the horse's belly and drove the horses under him to speed up. Yan Si and An Shaonong on both sides also cooperated and shouted loudly, and the accompanying infantry quickly trotted to keep up.

"Patriarch, it's not good. Chief Secretary Yan Xiaobei personally brought the soldiers to Jiangjia Town."

At the same time, news was also received from inside the Jiangjia Town. In the main hall of the compound where the descendants of the Jiang family lived, almost all the descendants of the direct descendants, except for the head of the family, Jiang Qingshan, gathered here. Why did Yan Xiaobei suddenly bring troops here?"

This happened too suddenly. Although they received the news, they still haven't figured out the ins and outs of the matter, but Jiang Qingshan is not stupid. Now that Prince Sheng is fighting with the Kang family to the death, how could he rashly provoke them? Unless, the people in their family took the initiative to cause some trouble outside and let them catch something.

"Father, I have already asked, it seems that a descendant of our family drank alcohol and beat passers-by for no reason last night. That person asked his family to carry a complaint to the Chief Secretary's Yamen early this morning, and Yan Xiaobei came in person. Take people."

Jiang Qingshan's second son, Jiang Yulin, bowed and said that he had already been checked. The person who sued the Jiang family was indeed from the Southern Border, and his injuries were not serious. This may have angered his family. A series of actions by the government has indeed made the people have some confidence in the government, so why? ? This shouldn't happen out of nowhere.