Jing Xingzhi’s Daily Life in Ancient Times

Old Madam Ning hated Wu Shuangxi very much. She took Ning Yongyuan’s hand and said, “Don’t stop me when Grandma lectures your mother in the future. Look how thin you have become. She said she was worrying about me. Grandma doesn’t believe it one bit!”

“Grandma…” Ning Yongyuan smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

He even thought about whether to tell his grandmother the truth—that he was not the real young marquis.

But since his grandmother was old, he really didn’t dare. He could only cooperate with Wu Shuangxi’s acting and wait for the moment when everything was over.

As people mature with age, Old Madam Ning knew that her grandson must also know about his real identity when she saw his appearance.

Old Madam Ning was afraid of poking the wound in his heart, so she comforted him vaguely: “Grandma’s good grandson, don’t be afraid of anything. Grandma still loves you!”

Ning Yongyuan’s eyes burned, and he hugged the thin old lady and rested his head on her shoulder, saying coquettishly, “Grandma is the best.”

“That’s right, Grandma loves you the most. Eat more and take good supplements! Don’t live here in these days; pack some clothes to stay with Grandma.”

Old Madam Ning patted her grandson’s thin back and enclosed Ning Yongyuan in her yard with a few words.

When Old Madam Ning returned to the capital, while giving Ning Yongyuan nourishment, the next thing on her mind was her real grandson named Jing Xingzhi.

The old lady wanted to meet Jing Xingzhi, not to show her identity or to win him over, but because she wanted to meet him out of consideration for Ning Yongyuan.

The old lady used to like Ning Yongyuan very much, but there was always a contradiction in her heart. Every time she saw Wu Shuangxi, her love for Ning Yongyuan would be diluted.

People always flocked together, especially those with blood relationship to them.

Now the old lady’s favorite grandson, Ning Yongyuan, and Wu Shuangxi had a clear distinction and proved to have no blood relationship!

So, at this moment, the old lady’s love for Ning Yongyuan and her heartache at the thought of his future made her love for him unexpectedly reach its peak.

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When Jing Xingzhi took a break to walk around the capital, the old lady packed up and went out.

The capital city was prosperous, and every place was lively and full of life.

Jing Xingzhi, however, was very confused and could not appreciate the bustling traffic.

He was followed by four people, all surnamed Li.

One was Li Yunxi, one was Li Jiading, one was Li Jiafu, and the other was a prince whom Jing Xingzhi had met for the first time—Li Jialin.

Li Jialin followed his father, looking puzzled at the figures of Jing Xingzhi and his brothers in front of him.

“Father, what are we going out for today?” Li Jialin, unaccustomed to his new father, asked Li Yunxi.

Li Yunxi put on two fake beards to hide his identity, looking a little different from usual.

He thought for a while and used a sentence that Jing Xingzhi had said to explain to his son: “To experience the life of ordinary people.”

Li Yunxi felt that this sentence was very suitable for the current situation.

Jing Xingzhi, who was holding the fourth prince in front, couldn’t take it. He turned around and corrected Li Yunxi’s words: “This is at best the life of rich people, and it has no meaning.”

‘To experience the real life, you must at least start working and farming!’

Jing Xingzhi had already sent Li Jiarui to farm, but there was a saying that people’s hearts were not easily satisfied, and he still wanted to see Li Yunxi farm.

Li Yunxi was choked by Jing Xingzhi’s comment. Thinking of Li Jiarui’s change in his subordinate’s report, he was a little moved and said, “How about next time, we change places.”

It was obviously a question, but Li Yunxi said it in a declarative tone. This emperor was very domineering.

Li Jialin was even more confused. Where to go? Why couldn’t he understand the words of his father and this young uncle?

Li Jialin was different from Li Jiarui’s tall body. He was slightly shorter than Jing Xingzhi. He looked like a scholar, and his appearance was also gentle.

Li Jiafu, who was pulled by Jing Xingzhi, came out of the palace for the first time. He looked at the dazzling world. His eyes were wide, and he did not hear what his elder brother said behind him.

Li Jiafu looked at the red candied haws, secretly swallowed a sip of saliva, and then he looked at Jing Xingzhi. He smiled obediently and pulled Jing Xingzhi’s sleeves.

“Junior uncle! I um, I want a red string!” Li Jiafu said in a low voice.

Jing Xingzhi looked over and saw the candied haws the child was pointing at.

Poor fourth prince couldn’t even recognize the candied haws.

The young man selling candied haws on a stick said with a smile: “Sir, the small candied haws on a stick costs one penny, and the big one costs three cents per stick. Buy two sticks for your children!”

Jing Xingzhi had Li Jiading on his left and Li Jiafu on his right. They all looked young. One string per person, even if they all bought small ones, it still cost four cents.

Jing Xingzhi nodded and walked over.

The candied haws seller saw this and said happily: “Sir, how many skewers do you want, big or small?”

Li Jiading shook his head: “I don’t want it.”

He knew the candied haws, and although he wanted to eat it, Li Jiading knew that this was for children, and he was no longer a child.

Jing Xingzhi smiled and said, “Let’s get four big ones.” After saying that, Jing Xingzhi counted out twelve cents.

After giving the money, he received four large bunches of candied haws. The red sugar crystals shone brightly in the sun, making them very appetizing.

Li Jiafu got the first string, and the child smiled with satisfaction as if his wish had come true.

Li Jiading got the second string and resisted the urge to curl up his lips.

He had seen it but never ate it, so he was still a little curious.