Chapter 158: No Big Problem, The Rebels Have All Been Taken Care Of
Evening.
Jiang Mianmian woke up from her afternoon nap.
She was wearing a thin cotton robe and was too hot to wear socks, but Great-Aunt rubbed the soles of her feet and then put them on for her.
Then, when she woke up, there would be a snack.
Ever since Great-Aunt arrived, she had at least five meals a day.
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, with a snack before lunch and dinner.
It was a lot like kindergarten.
Jiang Mianmian felt chubby; she definitely wasn’t a skinny child.
She was quite sturdy.
She liked to eat and drink under the tree; it was cooler there.
She was carried out by Great-Aunt and was surprised to find that Eunuch Duan was actually still at her home.
He hadn’t left yet.
Eunuch Duan was setting the table.
Eunuch Duan had returned to the county office and learned that Heir Han had left before dawn…
Heir Han really left without any hesitation.
He had left both Young General Meng and Eunuch Duan behind, taking away a woman who was looking after a child.
Eunuch Duan had only just set out, having traveled for so long.
His seat wasn’t even warm yet.
He hadn’t even had enough tea.
He had scrounged up a tea set at the county office and trotted back to the Jiang Family in Kaner Village.
And so, it was just right to brew a pot of tea for the little mistress who had just woken up from her nap.
Young General Meng hadn’t left either; he wasn’t in a hurry.
Jiang Mianmian had a sleep crease on one side of her face and was still yawning.
An afternoon nap shouldn’t be too long.
If she slept too long, it wouldn’t be refreshing; instead, she would be even sleepier and wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.
Jiang Mianmian ate her snack and took a sip of her little milk tea.
It was just brewed tea mixed with boiled milk, which had a unique flavor.
Great-Aunt had gone to give Elder Sister a lesson.
Jiang Mianmian sat on her small chair and played with Ant.
Beside her sat Eunuch Duan, who was seriously brewing tea.
Eunuch Duan had only learned the ‘dragonfly skimming the water’ Gongfu Tea yesterday.
Today, he was back here brewing milk tea.
He carefully controlled the heat, watching the milk bubble, and smelling the intertwined aroma of milk and tea; it had a unique flavor.
He also took a small sip; it was indeed excellent.
If the Emperor liked Gongfu Tea, then the ladies in the harem would surely like this milk tea.
Eunuch Duan looked at the little person beside him, seriously playing with an Ant the size of a thumb; he didn’t dare to touch it or say anything.
Wasn’t this the good friend the little girl had mentioned, the one she put on the Heir’s face?
They really seemed to have a good relationship.
But who could tell him what species this was, and where one could find such a large Ant?
This Ant must have become a spirit.
However, the greatest survival skill Eunuch Duan had learned to live this long was not to be curious and not to be meddlesome; even if he was surprised, he didn’t ask.
He just silently added tea.
He tried hard to study the ratio of tea to milk.
Which ratio tasted the best.
Adding a bit of sugar or a bit of salt seemed to have its own flavor.
Jiang Mianmian tasted a small sip of each, and slowly she found the taste closest to modern pearl milk tea; she couldn’t help but give Eunuch Duan a thumbs up.
What a talent.
Eunuch Duan was encouraged by the little girl’s raised thumb.
He inexplicably felt that he had received great affirmation.
He was very happy.
The little mistress was really interesting.
Great-Aunt said she was too lazy, sometimes even too lazy to speak, using gestures to express things, yet she could make people understand at a glance.
Jiang Mianmian drank the milk tea and thought it would be perfect if there were some fried chicken cutlets or braised chicken feet.
Unfortunately, her teeth were still just average, and she didn’t dare to eat too many sweets, fearing cavities.
If she got cavities before changing her teeth, and there was no painkiller at this time, she would definitely break down.
It was said that the short lifespan of ancient people had a lot to do with bad teeth.
She must protect her teeth.
Jiang Mianmian chatted with Eunuch Duan.
“Eunuch, have you ever seen an uncle in the palace with a messy face who sings very well, surnamed Yan?”
Eunuch Duan thought, it’s here.
He hadn’t expected that the first person in the whole family to ask about Grand Attendant Yan would be this little mistress.
Grand Attendant Yan’s face wasn’t messy; although he wasn’t as good-looking as her Father, he was very ethereal, possessing both masculine and feminine beauty.
When he sang, it shocked everyone.
But remembering the Grand Attendant’s instructions.
Eunuch Duan shook his head and said: “There are too many people serving in the palace; how could I know them all? When I return, I will help you ask around.”
Jiang Mianmian nodded.
That was true; there were more servants than masters.
If her godfather hadn’t made a name for himself, he would indeed be hard to find.
“Eunuch Duan, if you see a eunuch surnamed Yan when you return to the palace, tell him that the family is well, and conditions are better than before. If he is unhappy working outside, he can come home at any time.”
Eunuch Duan heard this, and as he was lowering his head to whisk the tea, his eyes suddenly turned red.
People like them, who had lost their roots, where would they have a home?
Struggling while alive, drifting into the void after death.
He nodded.
Jiang Mianmian leaned against the small chair, stretched out her little feet, and used a reed stalk as a straw, inserting it into the bamboo cup to drink the milk tea.
She hadn’t seen her Father, Mother, Elder Brother, or Brother Meng all day.
Jiang Mianmian asked curiously: “Eunuch Duan, do you know where my Father and Mother went?”
Eunuch Duan said cautiously: “Commander Jiang seems to have gone to train troops.”
Jiang Mianmian nodded; she understood that, training exercises.
There shouldn’t be any danger.
“Eunuch Duan, is the palace big? Are there many beauties in the palace? What kind of clothes do they wear? Are they long? Is it easy to walk in them? Do the shoes have heels? How is the medical skill of the Imperial Physicians? Can they open up heads?”
Eunuch Duan:…
There were too many questions.
He didn’t know how to answer.
“The palace is very big. There are many beauties. They generally wear robes and skirts, which are quite gorgeous. Except for when they are in formal attire for grand occasions, which might drag on the floor, normally they reach the instep. The shoes are flat-soled. If the mistress is petite, the soles might be a bit thicker. The Imperial Physicians’ medical skills are naturally excellent, but they wouldn’t dare to open up heads randomly; that’s the work of the coroner.”
Eunuch Duan finished answering word by word.
He then heard the little girl ask: “What delicious food is there in the palace?”
Eunuch Duan racked his brains to list a bunch of dish names.
He thought, actually, it’s not as delicious as the food at your home.
But seeing the little one’s eyes shining, he couldn’t bear to discourage her.
“Sigh, in the future, if I have the chance to eat palace food, that would be great; I could brag about it for a lifetime,” Jiang Mianmian muttered.
Eunuch Duan:…
Suddenly, little Mianmian sat up and said: “Father and Mother are back.”
Eunuch Duan looked around but heard no sound.
After a while, sure enough, a group of people came riding on horseback.
Jiang Mianmian noticed that Father and Mother were riding the same horse.
Father was in Mother’s arms, not looking out of place at all.
Father’s sleeve was torn.
Jiang Mianmian jumped off the small chair and trotted over to welcome them.
Eunuch Duan hurriedly chased after her.
He didn’t dare to actually catch up, just stayed close in case she fell.
When they arrived, Eunuch Duan noticed that Commander Jiang’s sleeve was torn, as if pierced by an arrow.
His heart skipped a beat.
On the territory of Ming County, who would be so suicidal?
Could it be Heir Han?
Heir Han had run away early in the morning; it was said he left before dawn.
“Father, hold me! Father, your sleeve is torn. Are you hurt?”
Jiang Mianmian ran up to Father, tugged at his leg, and asked, looking up.
“It’s nothing, just an accident.”
Jiang Changtian picked up his little daughter to prove he wasn’t hurt.
He kissed the little daughter’s cheek.
Jiang Feng explained to Eunuch Duan, who was to the side: “During the training, we encountered a group of Rebels posing as the Seventh Prince. It was a minor issue, and we have all taken care of them. Eunuch Duan, no need to be nervous. We are here, and it is very safe.”
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