Chapter 388 I Don't Need People with Bad Morals (4)

Chapter 388 I don't need people with bad morals (4)

"Thank you, ma'am, the criminal woman will leave."

Banhua asked the storyteller and dancer to amuse her, but she couldn't get excited, waved them back and said, "Come on, go and call Commander Du."

Du Jiu has always been by Rong Xia's side. The person who knows what kind of life Rong Xia lived when she was a child should be Du Jiu.

Du Jiu heard that the empress was looking for him, and later the empress wanted to go out of the palace because she was bored. When she arrived in the palace, she found that the empress looked a little unsightly, so she stepped forward and saluted, "My empress, but who in the palace displeased you?"

"I'm a little unhappy in my heart," Ban Hua gave him a seat, "Tell me about your master's childhood, and relieve my boredom."

"The general is worried that you will be more bored after talking about the things about my master's childhood," Du Jiu said honestly, "Master's childhood life was very boring, not as colorful as yours, um..."

The first lady of the Ban family has been a girl that few people dare to provoke since she was a child. She has never played or seen anything. It's not like his master, who has to start reciting books and calligraphy at a young age, and when he is older, he has to ride horses and shoot arrows, imitating the legacy of a gentleman. If he doesn't do well in the slightest, the wife will look at the master with disappointment, and don't cry for a few minutes. The field is not over.

"How boring, tell me about it," Ban Hua rested his chin on one hand, "I'm with your master, and I rarely hear him mention things about my childhood, how can I not be curious."

"After the master is three years old, he will get up at the hour of Mao, and after an hour of reading and writing, he will go to pay his respects to his wife..."

"At the hour of Mao?" Ban Hua looked at Du Jiu in surprise, "A three-year-old child gets up at the hour of Mao, isn't this torturing the child?"

Du Jiu laughed dryly: "This is the rule set by Madam."

"She asked the child to get up at the right time, but she received the child's gift an hour later. Isn't that treating herself leniently and treating others strictly?" Ban Hua rolled his eyes, "I have pity on your master, living such a life at such a young age .When I was three years old, I wouldn't get up until dawn."

The smile on Du Jiu's face couldn't last any longer, how should he answer these words?

One is the master's own mother, and the other is the most beloved woman of the master. Whatever he says, he wants to die.

"Then tell me again, what interesting things happened to your master when he was a child, what did he want to do but didn't do, and he was embarrassed to do it when he grew up?"

Du Jiu shook his head: "Master has been very self-disciplined since he was a child, and he doesn't have any special hobbies."

"There is one interesting thing. When the master was eleven or twelve years old, he met a little girl in the palace and was dragged by the little girl to play on the ice..." Du Jiu paused, "But after Madam found out about this, The master has been punished."

"Who punished it?"

"lady."

"What was the punishment?"

"Twenty whips, copying the family rules ten times." Du Jiu still remembered how his master's back was bleeding when he was beaten. Less than a year after that incident, his wife died of illness. Since then, he has never seen his master do anything like a child.

It was so cold in winter, the master was lying on the bed, and the imperial doctor didn't cry or fight when he gave him the medicine, but Hou Ye had a quarrel with his wife because of this matter.

When Banhua heard this, her heart felt as if she had been soaked in vinegar or pricked by a needle. She was sore and hurt. She was silent for a long time, looked out the window and said, "This year's heavy snow is coming soon."

Du Jiu looked at Ban Hua puzzledly, and nodded stupidly: "It should be."

That night, it began to snow in the capital.

Banhua was wearing a fox fur, standing on the steps, looking at the snow-covered world, turned to a personal guard and said, "Go and tell the prince that I want to go to the ice and ask him to find a good place. Just go find him."

"yes."

Ban Hua smiled, turned and walked towards the main hall.

In the main hall, Rong Xia listened to a few close ministers discussing the talented young people in the capital.

"Xie Qilin, the second son of Uncle Zhongping, is also quite talented, but it's a pity that he hurt his eyes..."

"I don't need people with bad morals."

Zhou Bingan was slightly stunned, and then said: "Your Majesty's words are very true, and this humble minister is negligent."