Chapter 17

The gifts Chen Jin was about to send to the capital were not allowed to follow the post station, so after choosing the things, he wrote the gift list and put them together, sealing the letters. Then Chen Jin went to clean his hands and ate the red dates.

These red dates did not remove the pits in advance, but Chen Jin specifically asked them. She liked to slowly chew off the thick meat of the red dates and then put the pits in her mouth. A layer of flesh was tightly attached to the pits. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Chen Jin always felt that the layer of flesh tasted sweeter.

Since Madam Zhao came, Chen Jin has never eaten red dates with cores. It is like in the Ruiwang Mansion in Beijing, no matter what fruits he eats, he cut them into small pieces in the kitchen and can only be eaten with silver signatures. The whole thing he can eat is oranges and lychees. It is very particular. It requires sleeves to cover it and spit it into the handkerchief, which is particularly troublesome, and behaviors like holding a core are absolutely not allowed.

Today, the red dates were not pitted. Chen Jin initially thought that Madam Zhao had forgotten, so he secretly looked at Madam Zhao. Seeing that Madam Zhao had not paid attention to packing other things, he narrowed his eyes and put the date pit in his mouth. He took another red date to continue gnawing. Then he hid a few date pits on the left and a few date pits on the right, and he couldn't feel that his calf was shaking. Not to mention how beautiful it was.

Madam Zhao saw it in her eyes and packed her pen and washed her hands. If the general had not mentioned it specifically today, Chen Jin would have not been able to eat such red dates.

However, when she saw Chen Jin taking one, she glanced at her secretly. When she moved a little, Chen Jin's mouth stopped moving immediately. Even the embroidered shoes with small beads on her feet were not shaken. Madam Zhao would never admit that she deliberately walked twice in front of Shen Jin.

"Madam, I'll vomit almost the same thing." Madam Zhao suddenly said before leaving the study to open the door for An Ping, then took a look at the bowl that was half missing, "The first few should be sweet."

Chen Jin's eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and then closed it immediately. He subconsciously licked the date pit and watched Madam Zhao leave blankly.

When Madam Zhao brought Anping in, she saw Chen Jin blushing and her date pits were spitting into a bowl the size of a palm, and placed side by side on the desk with the bowl containing red dates.

"Anping, have they finished the memorial?" Chen Jin asked without waiting for Madam Zhao and the others to speak.

Anping didn't know what had just happened in the study and said, "I didn't write it out. I asked someone to deliver food to the two adults. At this time, the two adults were eating." The remaining horse meat in the kitchen was too salty and no one wanted to eat it. It happened to be stewed and sent to the two messengers and the servants they brought.

Chen Jin frowned and said, "Why did I have written six or seven letters for so long, and they haven't finished a memorial."

Anping smiled and said, "I'm afraid the two adults don't know how to start writing. After all, they just arrived at the border town and don't understand the situation here."

Chen Jin thought for a while and said, "That's right, deceiving the king is a serious crime. If they write randomly, they will also be responsible. This is how. Madam, go and ask your husband if he has any subordinates with better literary talent. Let them write a copy for the two adults, and the two adults will just copy it a little."

Madam Zhao responded respectfully. In fact, she underestimated her wife. Although her wife was confused about small matters, she could clearly distinguish between major matters, "I'll go now."

Chen Jin nodded quickly and said, "Madam, let someone tell you a message to the two adults. I will go to see them when I wake up."

"Yes." Madam Zhao responded, and then stepped down when she saw that Chen Jin had no other instructions.

Chen Jin heard the sound of closing the door, breathed a sigh of relief, waved to Anping and said, "Come on, today's dates are so sweet."

Anping smiled and said, "Why is Madam guilty?"

"I didn't spit out the date pit and was discovered by the nanny, but Anping, you are really the time to come. I sent the nanny out again. When the nanny was in the evening, she would forget about this and would not talk about me anymore." Chen Jin said proudly.

Anping doesn’t think Madam Zhao will forget it. Besides, wasn’t Madam Zhao really stayed specifically by Madam Zhao?

Madam Zhao silently withdrew her hand to knock on the door. Before she could leave the house, she remembered that she had forgotten to write a letter to Chen Jin to send through the inn. Who knew that she had heard this? Sure enough, shouldn't she have too much hope for her wife? She sighed silently, Madam Zhao felt that it would be better for a little girl to pick it up later.

Because Madam Zhao was gone, Chen Jin and Anping happily finished the remaining red dates. Anping served Chen Jin and rinsed his mouth and couldn't help asking, "I heard that after every imperial examination, the top scorer, the second scorer and the Tanhua would parade in the streets?"

"Yes." Chen Jin changed into soft sleeping shoes and sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms. Her quilt face was still dowry from the capital. Concubine Chen personally embroidered two koi carp. Concubine Chen's embroidery was very good, but unfortunately, Chen Jin did not inherit this.

"Tell me more." Although Anping is steady, she is not really old and has never been to the capital. She is also worthy of being curious about these things. However, because Chen Jin doesn't go out much, she is not as familiar with the streets of the capital as the border town. There is really nothing to talk about, but she knew about Anping's questions today.

Chen Jin changed his position, Anping stuffed a cushion on her back so that she could get more comfortable, but Chen Jin didn't open his mouth and swept the cushion behind her. Anping said helplessly, "I will sew a big cushion for you tomorrow, and as you said last time, it is thick and soft to lean against the kind that can make people fall into it."

"Okay." Chen Jin then said, "Actually, I've seen it once. It was my elder sister who took me there..."

Chu Xiuming stopped Madam Zhao who was about to report at the door. After making a quiet gesture, he moved a small round chair next to him and sat at the door of Chen Jin's bedroom. In fact, Chen Jin and An Ping's voices were not loud, and Madam Zhao could only listen to it. However, Chu Xiuming was smart and keen because of his martial arts practice, so he was clear about things.

Mama Zhao's eyes twitched. Looking at the general who was expressionless and generous and sitting and eavesdropping, she felt a little sorry for the old man and wife who died early.

"The top scholar is really an old man?" Anping asked.

Chen Jin nodded vigorously, "I was scared at that time. How long can I be an official even if I pass the No. 1 award? However, the chicken made in that restaurant is delicious, it seems to be fried first and then fry it, with a little spicy and sweet taste. However, my elder sister didn't let me eat more spicy food, and said that the things outside were not clean, and I used a few chopsticks for a plate of dishes, which was very wasteful..." Looking at An Ping's expression, she said helplessly, "Oh, okay, then go to No. 1 award, his beard turned white."

An Ping looked curious, "What about the second place? It's impossible that the old man is still the old man?" He hesitated and asked, "Is that fried chicken really delicious?"

"Yeah." Chen Jin said without hesitation, "I think there may be honey in this dish, which is really good. Unfortunately, my sister and the others didn't eat it... I don't have any impression of it, but I remember Tanhua. I heard that Tanhua usually chooses the handsomest one."

"Is it really handsome?" Anping asked.

Chen Jin really couldn't remember it clearly. Besides, she sat on the second floor and couldn't lie down on the window to look. She also had to eat a few more bites of spicy chicken while her elder sister didn't notice, "It should be."

"What about comparing with the general?" Anping asked when he heard Chen Jin's words.

Chen Jin said without hesitation, "Of course it's the general."

Chu Xiuming, who was eavesdropping openly outside the door, had a smile in his eyes.

"I didn't see the appearance of that Tanhua clearly." Chen Jin rubbed against the soft cushion and said, "But I think the general is different from what I imagined!"

Chu Xiuming unconsciously sat up straight.

"I thought the general was a tiger-backed and bear-back, his face was like a copper bell, his face was full of beards, and his skin was dark and ferocious..." Chen Jin summarized all the rumors he heard, "He was irritable and enjoyed killing people. He would attract three cups of blood from alien races every day, swallow fresh meat raw, and occasionally taste human flesh..."

Madam Zhao heard it intermittently, but in this way, she walked two steps aside without any trace, a little further away from Chu Xiuming. Next time she would like to remind her wife not to mention anyone's name behind her back. She mentioned it twice this day, and the person involved heard it, what luck is it.

Chu Xiuming looked thoughtful. Isn’t his beautiful lady really described the monster in the miscellaneous history?

"Madam, why do you think so?" An Ping looked at Chen Jin in disbelief with surprise.

Chen Jin looked at Anping innocently and said, "I heard more than these. What are the chairs in Yongning Bo’s mansions covered with human skulls. Yongning Bo’s favorite food for one person..."

As Anping listened, he was gradually attracted. Chu Xiuming at the door of the house had heard Chen Jin start to say that the name of Yongning Bo in the capital could make the child stop crying, so he almost put his portrait on the door and acted as a door god to drive away ghosts and houses. It was not that he didn't want to post it, but that he had never seen a real person, so he didn't post it.

Chen Jinzheng talked about Chu Xiuming's nest alone at night. After roaring, all the bandits were so scared that they knelt down and begged for mercy and cried. He held a big knife and slashed 786 people's heads, and even the newborn baby was not spared. That day, when the thunderstorm was storm...

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, which scared Chen Jin and Anping. The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and Chu Xiuming, wearing a brocade robe, stood at the door, and Madam Zhao with an extremely entangled expression.

Chu Xiuming walked in and looked at Anping first. Anping immediately stood up, saluted and said, "General."

Chen Jin was wearing only a pink little dress under the quilt. She looked at Chu Xiuming and then at Madam Zhao, and asked with her lips moving, "Husband, when did you come here?"

Chu Xiuming did not answer, but looked at Madam Zhao. Madam Zhao said, "Madam gets rested earlier, and the old slave will sue him first. The old slave will send his wife's letter to the two adults from Beijing and promise to send them along with the memorial."

Anping also reacted and said, "I will leave." After that, he withdrew with Mama Zhao and closed the door thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!