Chapter 308 There Is a Princess Named Wan Wan
"Father, can't you go out?"
Wanwan dragged Zhu Gaochi and wanted to go for a walk, but Zhu Gaochi smiled wryly and refused to go. With his weight, Wanwan couldn't shake it at all.
"Wan Wan."
The princess knew that Wanwan understood the reason, but she just wanted to take advantage of the fact that she was not grounded to take the prince out.
Wanwan pursed her lips and said unhappily: "Father did something wrong, but Grandpa Huang shouldn't have closed his little black room! Hmph!"
Seeing his daughter turn around and run out, Zhu Gaochi hurriedly asked Liang Zhong to lead someone to follow.
After they left, Zhu Gaochi and his wife couldn't help but smile wryly at each other.
Fang Xing used a small black room to scare Wanwan before, but there really is such a place in the palace, which is specially used to punish those maids and servants who violate the rules, it is even more cold than the cold palace.
After Wanwan ran out, she stood at the gate of the East Palace and hesitated for a while, then ran to the garden.
"Princess, slow down, be careful of falling..."
Seeing Wanwan staggering down the steps, Liang Zhong was almost paralyzed with fright, so he ran after her.
When they arrived in the garden, Wanwan was surrounded by people, she raised her head and commanded: "Go to the kitchen and bring a chicken."
"There is still mud and water, hurry up!"
Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard it, why does this small county want these things? Is it to play a prank?
This is the time when Donggong needs to keep a low profile,
If the little princess got into trouble, the emperor might be furious again, it would not be as simple as being grounded.
When Liang Zhong saw Wanwan's big eyes, he immediately forgot all his interests, and just shouted: "The princess ordered you to wait, why don't you hurry up and do it? If you are slow, be careful and punish!"
After the people left, Liang Zhong bent down and asked, "Princess, what do you want to do?"
Wanwan shook her head and said stubbornly: "Secret!"
Liang Zhong said helplessly: "Okay, okay, the princess has kept it a secret, if anyone dares to speak out, the old slave will break their legs!"
After the slaughtered chicken and mud were ready, everyone looked at Wanwan in unison, not knowing what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd.
Wan Wan felt a little excited when she was stared at by so many people. She rolled up her sleeves, knelt down and beckoned, "Bring the mud and water quickly."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it: It turns out that the little princess is going to play with mud!
After the mud reconciled like dough, everyone was waiting for Wanwan's decision.
"Princess, are you going to pinch a chick or a duckling?"
Several maids asked with a smile, in their opinion, it is time for girls of Wanwan's age to play with these things!
Recalling the memories of playing in my childhood, everyone present couldn't help but smile.
"Quick, bring that chicken here."
Wanwan's hands were covered with mud, and there was no shortage of sleeves and trouser legs.
Zhu Di was a little silent today. After approving a few memorials, he put them aside with a frown, got up and stretched his knees. It feels like the place has started to feel sour because of the heavy rain.
The chief eunuch observed his words, and persuaded him: "Your Majesty, why don't you just go for a walk, the scenery after the rain is not so pleasant."
"I don't know how to learn! Is the scenery something to eat?"
Zhu Di snorted softly, but accepted the suggestion, temporarily put aside political affairs, and went for a walk outside with Yang Rong, who was on duty.
Yang Rong knew that Zhu Di was in a bad mood recently, so he just picked up some interesting stories, and gradually, Zhu Di's complexion became more relaxed.
"It is said that there is a family in the east of the city, and that wife is a shrew. Every day when the husband comes back... Huh!"
Yang Rong stopped suddenly, then pointed to the front and said, "Your Majesty, why is there smoke coming from there?"
Zhu Di was thinking about something when he heard the words and looked up, and sure enough there was thick smoke rising from the grove in front of him.
"Look and go!"
Zhu Di's better mood was ruined again, a surge of anger was born in his heart, and he was just about to find someone to vent it out.
Yang Rong caught a glimpse of Zhu Di's face from the side, and couldn't help silently mourning for the guy who was lighting a fire in the woods.
Isn't this self-inflicted?
The eunuch also shook his head, and then called the guards to follow, ready to take someone.
It is not allowed to start a fire casually in the palace, otherwise it would be no joke to start a fire.
However, fires often broke out in the Daming Palace, and Zhu Di probably didn't know the tricks in it.
"Quickly dig it out, or it will get mushy!"
Just as Zhu Di walked in, he saw a group of maids and servants squatting on the ground and lighting a fire, and he was immediately furious. But just when he wanted to take someone, he heard that immature voice.
"Hurry up, don't smash it, or it will get cold inside, I want it warm."
Wanwan directed the people to get the mud ball out of the fire, then happily put it in a food box, and then turned around to prepare...
"Your Majesty Wanan..."
After a while of shouting, a group of people knelt down on the ground, and Wanwan who stood blankly among them was particularly eye-catching.
Zhu Di frowned and looked at Wan Wan with gray and black face, only those big eyes could prove that she was his granddaughter.
Wanwan's eyes were reddened by the fireworks. She felt that the food box and the ball of mud were too heavy, so she simply picked up the ball of mud and walked out slowly from the crowd kneeling on the ground.
Zhu Di's brows were almost wrinkled into Sichuan characters, watching Wan Wan walk over, and her hands were still trembling slightly.
Is it heavy?
But when she walked out of the crowd, Wanwan suddenly let go of her hand, and the mud ball fell down.
"puff!"
After a very light sound, the mud ball split open, revealing the white and tender chicken inside.
Yang Rong's nose twitched, and he suddenly pointed at Wanwan's little hand and exclaimed, "The Princess' hand is hurt!"
Zhu Di was wondering what Wanwan was playing with, when he heard the words, he saw that the palms of Wanwan's two small hands, which were originally white and tender, had now turned red...
In an instant, Liang Zhong couldn't help but want to get up, but because of Zhu Di's majesty, he could only suppress his worry and continue to kneel.
Wanwan lowered her head slowly, looked at the color of her palm, felt the tingling pain, then raised her head slowly...
Zhu Di's expression was a little stunned and at a loss. He saw Wanwan's small body trembling slightly, and her big eyes were full of grievances.
After all, the big eyes couldn't contain such grievances, the tears slid down, washing out two white spots on the face...
"Doctor!"
Zhu Di took a few breaths and shouted fiercely: "Call the imperial doctor! Go!"
Wanwan's small mouth was flattened, and finally choked up, but her body was trembling, but there was no sound.
As soon as Liang Zhong got up, he immediately ran out of the woods, almost tripping over a tree root sticking out of the ground. Before he could stabilize his body, he stumbled and rushed out again.
When the imperial doctor came and saw the blisters on Wanwan's palm, he quickly looked for medicine from the medicine box he brought.
Wanwan shook her head, then pointed to the cracked lump of mud on the ground and said, "Grandfather, that is the beggar's chicken that Wanwan made for you. I ate it last time, and it was delicious."
Zhu Di lowered his eyes slowly, then stomped his feet, turned around and left.
The eunuch hurriedly prepared to follow, but before leaving, he thought about it and took the beggar chicken with him.
Zhu Di walked for a while and stopped again. After hesitating for a while, he turned around and shouted: "Take care of Wanwan, if anything goes wrong, I will punish your whole family!"
Wanwan, who was sad, was startled by the shouting, she stared blankly at Zhu Di, and suddenly hiccupped.
Zhu Di's eyelids were twitching, and he frowned and left.
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