No wonder she stayed up late at night and went to this empty house to cry bitterly. Maybe she was missing her parents who had passed away? Or are you thinking of your own dark future? Or maybe he was bullied in the official position and had nowhere to complain?
Life in this world is miserable!
Life is miserable, only people know it!
People all focus on their own little world, and everyone pays attention to their own every move. Who can understand the pain in the hearts of others?
Zhao Qingsong's life has not been easy since he was a child, and he can't help but pity the poor Princess Fulong!
Maybe one day, the emperor will find out about Princess Fulong who slipped through the net, and he might point her to a rich man from the capital as her husband and marry her off!
Perhaps, no one will ever discover that there is such a princess in the palace, and she will die of old age alone in the palace.
Who knows what will happen tomorrow?
Zhao Qingsong thought for a long time, sighed, and slowly sat back on the bench.
In the dark west room, there was another long silence.
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Greatness is often born from the ordinary.
Many heroes arise from the ignorant.
——Mu Fengzhi.
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I don’t know how long it took, but Zhao Qingsong was wandering around in the world, thinking about life, the universe, insects, and life. As he thought more and more, a strange "goo" sound sounded in the room as silent as a tomb.
Zhao Qingsong put back his wandering thoughts and thought with some surprise: "What is the sound? It's so weird!"
"Gu~~lu~~" Another strange sound sounded.
He understood this time and couldn't help but laugh.
This is the sound the stomach makes when a person is hungry.
Princess Fulong Zhu Miaoying seemed to be very embarrassed, her head almost dropped to her legs, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
But no matter how shy she was, her stomach still made a protest sound again - GU~~LU~~LU!
Zhao Qingsong touched his chest pocket and found that there was no other food, only three persimmons made from Mopan persimmons from Yi County that he brought from his hometown!
He took out the persimmon wrapped in silk handkerchief, walked over, and handed it to her gently.
Zhu Miaoying almost wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in, but she felt her face was hot first, and then her whole body started to feel hot!
Zhao Qingsong handed it to Zhu Miaoying for a long time, but when he saw Zhu Miaoying didn't pick it up, he said in a funny way: "Here! Eat! I only have these three, nothing else!"
Zhu Miaoying had been closing her eyes and pretending to be dead. After hearing Zhao Qingsong's words, she opened her eyes and saw the other party handing over a white handkerchief. She took it strangely and opened the handkerchief. She saw that there seemed to be several wrapped in it. Something round and purple.
After all, it was too dark in the room to see clearly.
"What is this?" Zhu Miaoying asked in confusion.
"Persimmons made from Mopan Persimmon in Yixian County! The taste is pretty good. I brought it from my hometown, Yixian County." Zhao Qingsong slowly sat back on the bench, feeling that he seemed to have stayed in this west room for too long. If you stay any longer, you might be discovered by the security guards, which would be very bad!
"What is Mopan Persimmon in Yixian County? Is it delicious? What is Persimmon Cake? Is it delicious?" Zhu Miaoying asked a question that Zhao Qingsong had never thought about.
"Mopan persimmon is persimmon? It's a very big persimmon. Have you never eaten persimmon? Persimmon cake is made from dried persimmons. Have you never eaten it?" Zhao Qingsong was a little suspicious that Zhu Miaoying said this. You're kidding yourself!
"Oh! Is it a kind of fruit grown on a tree? Just like an apple?" Zhu Miaoying suddenly realized.
Zhao Qingsong rubbed his head with a headache. It seemed that Princess Fulong had never heard of persimmons? This is really strange.
Zhu Miaoying first picked up a persimmon and smelled it. It looked like a eating puppy!
She smelled it for a long time, but couldn't smell anything from the persimmon, so she took a tentative bite!
After one bite, she felt as if she had opened a door to a new world. Is there such delicious food in this world?
After that, she threw all the rules and manners out of the sky, opened her mouth and devoured the three persimmons in less than a cup of tea, and then licked her lips with unsatisfied interest. , looked at Zhao Qingsong expectantly, and asked: "That...who is that...you...you...this...what...do you still have the millstone?"
Zhao Qingsong asked with some confusion: "What? You finished eating so quickly? Why didn't I see you vomiting?"
Zhu Miaoying asked blankly: "What is a stick? Do you still want to spit it out? I swallowed it all? Are you talking about those hard-to-chew things? I said why is that so hard to swallow? It turns out that it is... Did you spit it out?"
Zhao Qingsong has grown up and has never seen anyone who vomits out the stems of persimmons after eating them. He thought to himself, dumbfounded, "Is this the princess of the Ming Dynasty? It's so unexpected and shocking!"
"My name is not that person. My name is Zhao Qingsong. I am Jin Yiwei. The one you just ate is not called Mopan. It is called Yixian Mopan persimmon! I really don't have any with me now! If you like to eat it, wait until I return to my hometown and bring you some I’ll give you some.”
Zhu Miaoying was disappointed and said with some frustration: "Oh! No more! Your name is Zhao Qingsong? Well, that Mopan persimmon is really the most delicious delicacy in the world! I have never eaten such delicious food since I was a child! Please beg me. You...um...please bring me more next time, okay? I really like eating it! And...and this handkerchief is really beautiful, and the embroidered bird is so cute, you Can you give it to me?"
She kept stroking the pair of mandarin ducks embroidered with red thread on the brocade handkerchief with great fondness!
Zhao Qingsong touched his forehead helplessly. He found that Zhu Miaoying did not have the manners of a princess, and she acted and spoke very childishly. She had never even eaten a very ordinary persimmon, and had not even embroidered the very common mandarin ducks playing in the water. I have never seen it before, and you still claim that the extremely cheap Yixian persimmon is the most delicious delicacy in the world. Are you too ignorant?
Aren't you a princess?
He felt that something might happen if he stayed here with Fulong any longer, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay! Okay! That handkerchief is not a precious thing, you can just take it if you like it, and other things I dare not say that this persimmon cake will definitely be enough! I think it is too late, so please go back to the palace quickly. If someone discovers it, it will be very bad!"
Zhu Miaoying just woke up from a dream, slapped her thigh and said: "Yes! Yes! Yes! It's time for me to go back. I don't know if Pearl has gone back?"
Saying this, Zhu Miaoying stood up in a panic, got out of the outer window, lifted up the hem of her skirt and wanted to run away.
Zhao Qingsong also got out of the house and lowered his voice and shouted: "Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Zhu Miaoying stood still and turned to look at Zhao Qingsong.
Under the moonlight, her neck was thin and long. She stood there and turned her head, looking like a goose!
Zhao Qingsong almost laughed out loud. He suppressed his smile and said: "Your Highness Princess! Please don't come to this house in the middle of the night again, let alone tell anyone that you saw me here, and you absolutely can't tell anyone." Anyone who mentions my name will be in serious trouble if it is known to others, and I am afraid you will be beheaded!"
Zhu Miaoying nodded blankly, followed the wall, picked up the hem of her skirt, and ran away like a whirlwind!
Zhao Qingsong stayed where he was. After Zhu Miaoying could no longer be seen, he went directly to the roof and inspected the surroundings for a long time. After confirming that no one had noticed this, he got off the roof and slowly walked towards Pacing at the entrance to the small hall!
After walking about seven or eight steps, Zhao Qingsong couldn't bear it anymore and burst into laughter.
Her Royal Highness Princess Fulong is too funny. She stayed up in the middle of the night and went to a dirty room to cry bitterly. This is human nature. The funniest thing is that when she ate persimmons, she could even swallow the stalks. Afterwards, he even declared that persimmons are the most delicious thing in the world!
In the end, he regarded a very ordinary embroidered brocade handkerchief as a rare treasure and put it in his pocket with great treasure!
well! Zhao Qingsong wouldn't have believed that there was such a princess in the world even if he died before?
After Zhu Miaoying left, there was no abnormality in the night. At dawn, Zhao Qingsong handed over the day shift and left the palace to rest in the Jinyi Guardhouse.
When he woke up, it was already the time when the lanterns were first lit.
Zhao Qingsong washed up and had dinner with the Jin Yiwei in the cafeteria. Seeing that it was still early and not yet on duty, he went for a walk around the Dashilar Overpass.
This is a good time to do business in Beijing. People from all walks of life are bustling with people from all walks of life. It’s so lively!
Zhao Qingsong bought some pancakes, fruits and various snacks as usual. After all, he was on night watch all night. No one in Jinyiwei sent food, and there were people at other places to eat. His place was remote and haunted, and there was no one to care about him. , he could only prepare food by himself and make it a midnight snack when he was hungry in the middle of the night.
I walked around and watched many hard-working busking performances. When I saw the good ones, I inevitably threw a few coins.
Fortunately, his family is well off and he doesn't need a few small sums of money.
Otherwise, I would have to make ends meet with just the little money I need to buy late-night snacks and the meager salary from Jin Yiwei!
Seeing that the time was approaching, Zhao Qingsong returned to the Jinyi Guardhouse, put on his official uniform, stepped on the embroidered spring knife, picked up the bright silver spear, packed the midnight snack into a bag, filled it with water from a bamboo tube, and placed it in the Jinyi Guardhouse. After registration at the command post, another package was searched.
When those rogue guards saw the food, they were not polite and took away half of his midnight snack.
Fortunately, Zhao Qingsong had expected this in advance, so he bought a lot in advance, joked with a few people, and then went straight to the small hall gate to be on duty.
