So while resting at noon, Fu Xuechen accompanied Yoongzuo to play two-person mahjong together - the rules are the same, and the lack of two people will not hinder Yoongzuo from understanding and familiarizing with the rules of the game.

"It's really interesting! It's suitable for the elderly to pass the time as a pastime." Yoongzuo gave Fu Xuechen an admiring look, and immediately decided to use this pair of red sandalwood mahjong plaques for reference for his mother's mother, imitate the precious jade mahjong plaques or ivory mahjong plaques, and then return the pair of red sandalwood to Fu Xuechen.

"The elderly should not sit for a long time, this is something to pay attention to." Fu Xuechen reminded again, but there are imperial doctors in the palace. For older nobles, especially those with respect for status like the empress dowager, they always ask for pulse and greetings. Even without her reminder, the imperial doctors will be worried about the empress dowager's health.

With mahjong, Concubine Xie will have a date for this year. With some other gifts that were originally prepared, you really don’t have to worry about anything.

While happy, Yoonzuo was still a little worried: "My mother's problem has been solved, but I don't know what I should send! We juniors celebrate the old man's birthday, which is nothing more than kowtow and offer congratulations. I can't write it well."

Fu Xuechen wondered: "What's wrong with writing? The first thing to do is to be sincere, not to ask people to take the imperial examination. They should show their literary talent and character, and they don't even need to hand in the paper. Just recite a few words in a word, right?"

Yoonzuo had no choice but to hand in the paper, but the historian would record it. If it is not well written..."

He didn't say it, but Fu Xuechen sounded like it was probably a problem of idol burden. Princes will grow up slowly. When they were young, they could speak childlessly. But when they were a certain age, they should have some writing skills. If anyone is ignorant and makes some crude things come out to make a joke, and becomes a prince in the future, these will become their dark history, and they will inevitably be laughed at by others.

"In my opinion, sincerity is the most important thing. Literature and other things are for outsiders to see. What the Empress Dowager most wants is the sincere blessings of Your Highness. Nothing else is the focus." Fu Xuechen recalled the story of Emperor Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty in his previous life when he was in his fifties and was still entertaining his stepmother, and he was a little moved.

Yoongzuo admired Fu Xuechen's imagination very much, and then asked, "Do you have an idea?"

Fu Xuechen thought about it seriously: "I seem to remember my father mentioned that the Empress Dowager's ancestral home is Lingnan?"

"Yes." Yoongzuo nodded: "It was after my grandmother who followed my grandfather north to Jinling to settle down until my father established his capital here, and he moved here again with us."

"So, the Empress Dowager hasn't heard her hometown accent in many years?" Fu Xuechen couldn't help but lit up. Her mother in her previous life was also from Lingnan, and she could speak Cantonese.

"Not that." Yoongzuo said, "The emperor's grandmother married many people back then, and two or three old ladies still followed her, and they often spoke hometown dialect, but we didn't understand."

It was a bit surprising. I forgot that the noble girls in this era always married their children with their families. Unlike later women, they married themselves by themselves, and there were no exceptions for the rich, such as nanny and housekeepers. They did not say that they were born and raised by their families and were dowry. After getting married, most of these service personnel were hired by their husbands.

But that doesn't matter. Fu Xuechen still said: "Although the Empress Dowager has an old lady who can talk to her in her hometown accent, she is not her blood relative after all."

"I think if you can learn a few words of her native accents and local dialects to send her birthday greetings, she will definitely be very happy and can feel your filial piety and sincerity!"

Yoonzuo thought: "Is that true?"

Fu Xuechen just made a suggestion. In the end, whether to adopt this plan must be made by Yoonzuo.

Obviously, Yoongzuo was moved, and he began to consider where to learn languages ​​and what words to learn: "If you want to learn Lingnan Cantonese, it is not difficult to find people coming there to the Guangdong and Guangxi Guild Hall, but Cantonese is not easy to learn. The Holy Birthday is approaching, so time left for me is so short, can I learn it well?"

"Oh! It's easy to learn just a few words!" Fu Xuechen smiled and said, "No need to find anyone else, I can do it! Not only can I do it, I can also sing!"

"Sing?" Yoongzuo was shocked.

"Yes! I'll sing you..." Fu Xuechen bowed his fists and sang with a smile: "I wish you good fortune and longevity and heaven, and I wish you a happy birthday. Every year there is a day, every year there is a day. I wish you, I wish you!"

After translating the lyrics to Yoongzuo, Fu Xuechen asked with a smile: "How is it? It's very simple! At that time, you can also let the musicians on the court cooperate with you to accompany you, and the drums and music are all making it lively and festive."

This congratulations are indeed quite straightforward and simple, and not difficult to learn. Yoongzuo was amused by Fu Xuechen's festive expression and couldn't help asking: "How do you understand these many messy things? Who did you learn them from?"

Fu Xuechen rolled his eyes and said, "Is this difficult? There are people from all over the country where Imperial College have them, Cantonese! It's not difficult to learn a few words, and it's just a song that you can sing."

"Then do you remember how you sang just now?" Yoongzuo smiled.

"Remember! Just two or three sentences, how could I not remember it!" Fu Xuechen was not afraid of Yoongzuo's pursuit of the truth. She would teach him when she went back because it was too simple and she was not afraid of anyone not being able to learn it.

Yoonzuo immediately learned it from Fu Xuechen. It was indeed very simple. Yoonzuo learned it very quickly. Because the lyrics were so festive and cheerful, the two felt happy physically and mentally as soon as they sang.

Colorful clothes entertain relatives belong to one of the twenty-four filial piety, which existed in the Spring and Autumn Period. Even if you respect the emperor, you can play the show yourself, and the actors belong to the lowest class and are inferior. However, as long as the emperor's purpose of singing opera is to make his mother happy, he can be regarded as a good story by scholars all over the world and highly respected.

Therefore, Yoongzuo finally decided that on the day of Holy Birthday, a group of underage princes kowtowed to celebrate their birthdays with the princess. When everyone recited their birthday speeches in sequence, he sang this to the emperor's grandmother, and he would quietly greet the court musicians responsible for the live music that day, and let them play music to cooperate with him.

Yoongzuo solved a problem here. Fu Xuechen went back to talk to Fu Yuchen, and Fu Yuchen was sweating profusely.

"I have to learn it too?" Fu Yuchen didn't think that this Holy Birthday, which only lasted once every ten years, would be given the opportunity to play in Cantonese after being spent on him this year.

"It's okay to be prepared! It's not difficult to learn!" Fu Xuechen insisted that Fu Yuchen would do it too.
Chapter completed!