The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 611
His and Wang Tan'er's little daughter Zhu Ling'er is just over two years old, just a few months younger than the twins.

Seeing Wang Tan'er being fierce towards his little girl, Zhu Chengcai, who felt sorry for his daughter, couldn't bear it at first.

Wang Tan'er was furious; "You don't even look at it. She made all the articles you wrote into a mess. If you keep going like this, what's the point?"

Zhu Chengcai unfolded the crumpled paper, and his heart was bleeding. He stayed up late to write this. He originally wanted to wait a few days to go to the palace and ask Mr. Guan Hai for advice, but his daughter ruined it.

I was about to talk about my daughter, but when I looked up and saw my daughter's big wet eyes that looked exactly like Wang Tan'er, all the anger disappeared in an instant.

"Okay, I'll just write again if it breaks. She's so old, what does she know?" Zhu Chengcai hugged the little girl and coaxed her.

Wang Tan'er looked down on her. She had heard from several old ladies that when the school was first built, Zhu Chengcai was not like this. He didn't look down on girls at all and didn't teach them in class. A question for the girl.

But now this old-fashioned man is extremely considerate to his little girl, and he wishes he could be a filial father all the time.

Mrs. Ge's emotion about this was: "Apparently, Ah Li was right in saying that this man will marry later and be more responsible."

Back then, Zhu Chengcai had always struggled to get high or low in the village. A few old ladies had recruited many other girls. Either he looked down on them, or they looked down on his pedantry.

Later, when Wang Tan'er came, Zhu Chengcai's heart began to become active. By the time he got married and had Zhu Ling'er, Zhu Chengcai was already in his twenties.

In ancient times, the average age of seventeen or eighteen to become a father was indeed a bit old, so he really looked at his first daughter like eyeballs, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting. There is no limit to how much I love you, and I can't even see how deeply prejudiced I was at the beginning.

Wang Tan'er couldn't help but dig up old scores: "I heard someone said that when you were teaching, you looked down on women. Why are you so tight on this precious girl like yourself?"

I remember that when she gave birth to her daughter, Zhu Chengcai was quite disappointed. She was so angry that she cursed and wished she could divorce Zhu Chengcai after confinement.

Who would have thought that as his daughter grew up day by day, Zhu Chengcai, who loved his son, would become his daughter's slave.

Zhu Chengcai held his daughter in his arms and learned to draw red, and while writing, he replied: "Can it be the same? This is my daughter, how can it be the same as other people's!"

Wang Tan'er instantly remembered what Jing Li said, her baby is her good-looking wife, and her daughter-in-law is other people's good-looking one.

Seeing his father and daughter, one teaching and the other writing, the scene was extremely warm, and the shadow of his father's preference for concubines slowly dissipated.

A while ago, she, Xiao Su and others went to the city to do some shopping. When they passed by her former residence, she couldn't help but want to take a look. As a result, she met the ragged father Wang there.

The concubine has gray hair and a vicissitudes of life on her face. She once had a beautiful and charming face, but now she has a haggard face, like an old woman.

If he hadn't tentatively called Wang Tan'er, Wang Tan'er wouldn't have recognized that the beggar in front of her was the high-spirited father she once had.

Wang Tan'er glanced at him and then at the concubines beside him. The hatred she once felt for her father in her heart became a little indifferent.

"You got the wrong person, my surname is not Wang!" Wang Tan'er left with her children and Xiao Su expressionlessly.

She was extremely happy to leave the pitiful looks in the eyes of Wang's father and the concubine. This biological father could not be killed, so she felt relieved that he was living such a unhappy life.

She never mentioned this matter to anyone, but after this, she felt something was on her mind.

Now that I see my husband caring about his daughter so much, I feel extremely relieved: "Aren't you preparing for the exam? If she keeps pestering you like this, won't it delay the exam?" Zhu Chengcai smiled and said to her: "It doesn't matter, there are three more The exam is only taken at a young age, and according to the temperament of Your Majesty and the Empress, all aspects of this policy must be based on people's livelihood and economic pragmatism."

"There is no problem with my knowledge and skills over the years. When I am done with my work these days, I will ask Mr. Guanhai for advice."

"There is one more thing I want to tell you. In July, Dalang is expected to go out for training. I plan to go with him, work as a clerk with him, and learn some people's livelihood practices."

"You are pregnant again now. If it is too far away then, if you want to go with me,"

Wang Tan'er hurriedly said: "I will be fine. Ling'er can't live without this father, and I don't want our family to be separated."

When Zhu Chengcai heard this, he put down his daughter, turned around and took Wang Tan'er's hand and said, "Tan'er, ever since I met you on the road to escape, I have been thinking that if I can marry a woman like you in this life, this life will be worth it. "

"But at that time I was just a poor scholar, and you were a lady from an official family. I couldn't even dream that I could marry you home one day."

Wang Tan'er said a little shyly: "Even if you pass the exam and become an official in the future, you will definitely not be able to imitate those people, otherwise I will ask the Queen to make the decision for me!"

Zhu Chengcai had a bitter look on his face: "Don't mention the Queen. Haven't I been punished by her enough?"

In the past few years in Jingjia Village, he had not been transformed by these women at all.

Zhu Ling'er heard her parents talk about the Queen Mother and interrupted: "Dad, when are we going to the Queen Mother's house? Those brothers and sisters are so pretty!"

Wang Tan'er pinched her daughter's little face: "From now on, it won't be so easy to see my brothers and sisters. From now on, it will be the young prince and the princess!"

The little prince and the little princess, who Zhu Ling'er was worried about, were fighting at the moment.

The two little people, who are almost three years old, look exactly the same. If it weren't for the different clothes they were wearing, it would be impossible to tell who was who.

Occasionally, two children would cause trouble and put on each other's clothes. Even the nanny who was serving them couldn't tell the difference, causing a lot of trouble.

"You are so shameless that you went to Weiyang Palace wearing girl's clothes to show off, and even beat up the young master of Master Shen's family to blame me?" Dabao was so angry that his face turned red, and he pointed at Erbao and yelled.

This one is older and has a very sharp tongue. His little mouth is firing at Erbao.

Before the age of two, Erbao was considered to have intellectual problems, but now he is not only frail in stature, but also has a very good brain, which makes Mr. Guanhai and other educated people very happy.

Facing his sister's question, Erbao said calmly: "Why didn't you tell me that you wore my clothes and ran to the court where the proceedings were being discussed to cause trouble, causing me to almost get beaten by my father!"

At that time, Tantai Lin, who had just ascended the throne, was discussing with others the floods in the Yellow River. Dabao dressed up as the second treasure, swaggered into the Hall of Supreme Harmony, took out his ghost-drawing talisman, and claimed that he had written a good prescription for controlling floods.

Before his father could regain his senses, he threw down the piece of good advice, turned around and ran away.

Then, Erbao, who was doing his homework seriously in the study, was carried to his father's imperial study with a confused look on his face.

(End of this chapter)