The unscrupulous elder sister

Chapter 50 Reporting work
But as long as Baocheng didn't become like this, how much did he have to do with Mingrong, and this kind of minister didn't have any necessity or value to make friends and win over, Mingrong secretly wrote a medical certificate in his mind, and then directly threw it to the back of the head.

Going up to look at the ink sticks, Ming Rong doesn't know much about ink, and the ones used in the palace are not bad, but the scent just now is more similar to the scent of flowers, so it aroused her interest, "Little brother , did the scent of flowers that I asked when I entered the door come from Moli?"

The two young men who were together with the young man looked up and saw that it was a child, the older one rubbed the younger one with his arm, the younger one looked like he was only in his early ten years old, She didn't even know how to hide her emotions, so she came over reluctantly at this moment, "What does this girl want to buy? Where's your adult?"

Girl, I really want to be taller than you, you little dwarf!Ming Rong was furious.There is no way, after all, she is just a seven-year-old child. Although she is growing fast, and the maturity and stability between her brows are undoubtedly revealed by the soul of her two lives, the baby fat on this face has not completely faded.

Ming Rong turned her head and gave Liu Xu a wink, and Liu Xu stepped forward knowingly, "Take out the floral-scented ink just now and show it to us."

Although Xiao Er was small, she gave some winks, and when she heard the word "Ge Ge", her mind became active, and she swiftly took two ink sticks and presented them respectfully, and Liu Xu handed them over to Ming Rong.

Ming Rong was watching carefully, when the young man suddenly raised his head and said, "Apart from the fragrance of flowers, this kind of fragrant ink is not as good in color, and at the same price, you can buy this kind of ink."

As he spoke, he handed over the ink stick in his hand.

Ming Rong was surprised, she glanced at his dark eyes, but she didn't refuse, "It's just a novelty, thank you sir."

The young man suddenly laughed, "How old is Little Gege?"

Ming Rong was taken aback, "It's already seven years old."

"Seven years old..." The young man sighed softly, and picked up another piece of ink, "This is lampblack ink. It is slightly smoother to write than pine smoke ink. You are still young, so you can use this kind of ink."

When he sighed, Ming Rong clearly sensed the sadness coming from him, and the kindness that followed with a little pity.

For some reason, Ming Rong, who was only thinking about looking at it but not buying it, softened her heart, and bought the oily ink according to his wishes. The young man paid for her, and there seemed to be a gleam of joy between her dark brows.

"But what else is there to buy?"

Ming Rong looked up at him, "Aren't you going to buy it?" If you don't buy it, let's see what kind of ink it is.

The young man smiled, "I just came here to see if there is anything new, that is, the ink with the fragrance of flowers you saw just now, but now I don't work hard, I prefer to follow those heresy ways."

Ming Rong agreed with a smile and changed the subject, "Is there anything new here? I heard from my cousin yesterday that there are foreigners here. Do you know where it is? If you know, I will trouble you to show me the way. "

The young man immediately thought of her as a child who secretly ran out to play after listening to his cousin's words. He reached out and stroked her drooping braid, and said in a friendly tone, "I know where I am, but this time Forget it, you can't sneak out in the future, you, Ama Erniang, will be worried."

This kind of kiss touched a chord in Mingrong's heart for some reason, maybe because his concern came from the sincerity of his heart, or maybe it was because of the identities of the three giants that their concern for Mingrong was always overwhelming. Ming Rong didn't dare to accept it completely. In short, at this moment, this kind of elder's love and care made Ming Rong a little bit sour and happy, and was inexplicably moved.

As a result, the alienation was much less when she spoke. She smiled at him mischievously and slightly flattering, "I know, if you talk about me again, I don't want you to take me there."

The young man was taken aback, and then the joy between his brows became even greater.

In the early years of Kangxi and the war in San Francisco, there were not many foreign goods. In a small shop, most of them were glass ornaments. There were only two most eye-catching ones. The same was a clock about the same height as Mingrong. , the other is a violin.

Ming Rong was not interested in this, instead she wrapped up the few English books she had, and picked out a few exquisite decorations to give to Baocheng.

The young man didn't say anything, just smiled and paid for her, and finally asked her if she was hungry or thirsty.

Ming Rong saw that the sky was approaching noon, but she promised Kangxi to go back at noon, so she refused.

The young man's expression darkened, but he still smiled and sent Ming Rong into the carriage. Seeing that the carriage was about to leave, Ming Rong lifted the curtain and asked, "What's your name?"

"Nara Xingde."

Ming Rong was stunned, forgot to put down the curtain in her hand, and stared blankly at his figure that was getting further and further away.

Nala Xingde, that is the famous poet Nalan Xingde who is praised by later generations. Ming Rong loved the phrase "At that time, only Tao was common". This life was in the Qing Dynasty, so I started to ask about him as soon as I was able to turn the book. So I also know that because of the problem of transliteration, he should be called "Nala Xingde". Rong also secretly sighed, but who would have thought that they would run into each other just like that.

That sad poet, it turned out that he himself could win him a sincere smile.

Before Ming Rong recovered from the tall and thin figure, the Forbidden City was already close in front of her eyes. Hearing Liu Xu's whispered reminder, Ming Rong withdrew her thoughts, arranged her clothes, and got out of the carriage after entering the palace gate. Into a soft sedan chair.

Let's go to the Big Three first. Ming Rong slapped her head. The only safe talisman was given to that little boy Zhang Tingyu. What should I tell the Big Three?

It's like you went abroad for a trip, bought a souvenir but gave it to someone else on the plane, and came back empty-handed to meet your parents and relatives. It's really...

Forget it, the relationship between Zhang Tingyu and his son is more important.

Ming Rong rolled her eyes and entered the Palace of Compassion and Ning, only to find that the Empress Dowager was chatting with Xiao Zhuang, Ming Rong saluted respectfully, and as soon as she was called out, she rushed over, "Ukuma, Huangma, Ming Rong misses you so much."

Xiaozhuang squinted at her, and said with a smile, "Why didn't the Ai family see it? The Ai family looked like a man who ate too much sugar on the street just now."

The queen mother couldn't help but cover her mouth, with a deep smile in her eyes.

Ming Rong looked at her sadly, "Ming Rong has fallen out of favor more and more now, Ukuma bullies others, and Huang Ma doesn't love Ming Rong anymore."

The Empress Dowager put down her hands and said to Xiaozhuang with a smile: "Your Majesty, you just saw it today. The concubine is really wronged. It is clear that you told the truth, but that shameless girl wants to slander the concubine's head." Come on, Empress Dowager must say something fair for my concubine."

(End of this chapter)