Qin Feng racked his brains to deal with it while hurrying, and it was easy to cope with it until lunchtime, when Murong Zhen and Chen Zixiu came to the rescue.

Qin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Gonggong Deng glanced at these two uninteresting ones several times, Chen Zixiu was thick-skinned and didn't care, greeted the king with a grin, turned around and stammered Gonggong Deng, and gave him a bottle of plaster for treating rheumatism and cold legs. Father-in-law Deng's face finally softened.

That's it, the little masters know how to compete for favor, which shows that they are still a little cautious about the emperor. Since you have something to ask for, you are not afraid that they will not be attentive. One more person loves the emperor, and the emperor is happy, isn't it?

Watching Chen Zixiu diligently scooping soup and vegetables for the emperor, pouring tea and water, Gonggong Deng was happy to stand behind as a backdrop.

Gao Shenghan was in a very happy mood because of the small gains, and Chen Zixiu was rubbing tofu next to herself, she was naturally not polite, and touched all the places where her hands could reach. How could she suffer a loss.

After sending the two plague gods away, Chen Zixiu was so angry that he grabbed the cup in his hand and slammed it.

Murong Zhen quickly stretched out his hand to hold it, snatched the cup that was almost shattered, handed it to Huan Ning to put it away, coughed lightly, and said, "Zixiu, don't take Brother Qin's thin white porcelain to paint the marigold, that is a set of eight." You can't do it without one. ”

"It's okay," Qin Feng stepped forward to relieve the siege, and stuffed another cup into Chen Zixiu's hand with his own hands, "Fall, drop casually." Out of the evil breath in the chest. Tomorrow, I'll ask my dad to send another set in. ”

He said this, Chen Zixiu is not good at spoiling good things. Just now, I was also in a hurry, forgetting that this is not my own territory.

Although Qin Feng really didn't care about these things, this was also a tea set that sold for four or five hundred taels on the market! A cup was worth fifty taels of silver, and when he was at home, he only took twenty taels of silver a month, which was not enough for him to drop the cup once. It is said that these tea sets are not exactly the same, a set is a set of patterns, nothing else, and it really can't be made up if it falls.

Chen Zixiu shook his hand and sat on the beauty couch by the window angrily.

"What's the matter, who messed with you again." Qin Feng motioned for Huan Ning to come up with a new tea set and hot water, and asked him to go down and guard outside the door. He picked up the teapot himself and elegantly demonstrated a round of tea ceremony to his two friends.

Chen Zixiu took the cup with a smile. How could he say such an ugly thing? You can't say that you were touched by that pervert, right? Then he didn't answer and asked, "What is he looking for you for?" Do you want something again? "That one doesn't like Qin Feng's slender and slender figure very much, but prefers the physique of the northerners, and he used to lack what he wanted, so he ordered Qin Feng's bed, tossed and took the opportunity to ask for benefits, of course, he would also give the Qin family a little sweetness.

"Definitely." Qin Feng poured himself a cup, put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully, and exhaled with satisfaction, as if he had even vomited out the boredom in his chest, and his face was a little relieved.

"He didn't ask for anything, he just asked about my family."

Murong Zhen listened to what he said briefly, pondered for a while, and said, "You still have to tell your family, don't be too ostentatious, it's not good to be too prominent, and you will end up like the Fan family in the previous dynasty." ”

The Fan family of the former dynasty could be said to be the first wealthy businessman in the world at that time, and he knew how to drill camps, and hugged the thigh of the then concubine and the later queen mother. It is said that the walls and tiles of the Fan family ancestral hall are all made of silver. The Fan family also spent money to buy officials, wantonly bought and squeezed out other businesses, and many families were ruined. Zuihou didn't know which nobleman he had provoked for some reason, or which emperor was jealous of his family's wealth, Zuihou actually made trouble to the point of raiding his family and exterminating the family, tens of millions of family fortunes were scattered, and a large family of 5,000 people was also lost in the long river of history.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, unimpressed. "My family only does a big satin cloth business, as well as porcelain tea, and then a medicine shop, although there is a dabbling in it, it does not expand its business, just hand it over to the younger generation to take care of and practice hands, how to compare with the Jin Shang Gao family."

The Qin family is only famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is still a cut behind the Gao family in Jindi, and it can probably be compared with the Liu family in Shudi. The Qin family's goods on the west road had to be entrusted to the Gao family's dart shop in the northwest, and every time they were turned in, where did they dare to choke with the Gao family. It would have been smoother if it had been shipped by sea......

Qin Feng's gaze unconsciously aimed at the far eyepiece on the top layer of the Bogu Frame.

The emperor knew it, why did he ask? I remember that when he got this for the first time, he dragged himself to climb to the stargazing tower and took a long eyepiece to see the capital. That year, he also went with a telescope, found a lot of animals in the distance, and commanded the guards to round up and hunt them one by one, which was convenient and practical. It's a pity that this thing is handed over to the craftsmen of the imperial workshop to ponder, and it is difficult to create another haode, otherwise wouldn't it be more helpful to use it in the border city guards?

Qin Feng sighed lightly with regret, leaned on the big pillow coyly, and suddenly lost interest in speaking.

Gao Shenghan returned to the Qianji Hall and immediately ordered someone to spread paper and polish ink, she changed her clothes, rolled up her sleeves, and began to write down some useful information she got today.

Yinbao walked in quietly and whispered a word in Gonggong Deng's ear.

Gao Shenghan was stunned, put down his pen, picked up the hot and humid handkerchief offered by Jinbao and wiped his hands, took the hot tea brought by Yuanbao and took a sip, and asked, "Who is coming?" What was sent? Bring it up and take a look. Yinbao had already tried his best to keep his voice down, but Gao Shenghan's ears were quite good, and it was difficult to hear it.

Yinbao bowed down and responded, and reported truthfully: "The Marquis of Chang'an sent a big box, saying that it was a gift for the emperor, so that the emperor could open it himself." ”

"Where's the box?"

"It's just outside the temple."

With Gao Shenghan's consent, two burly guards came in carrying a large red lacquered wooden box three feet square and half a person high.

Gonggong Deng frowned, and subconsciously blocked in front of the king. The other four treasures also consciously gathered around the king. Wei Lan, who was idle and bored in the corner, also raised his guard and jumped behind the king.

The guard pulled out the key, opened the lid, paused for a moment, and then quickly dodged away.

With the ethereal and melodious music, two graceful and lovely figures dressed in light blue tulle slowly stood up from the box.

One of them gave a, and the other stepped out of the box, holding a folding fan half an arm's length, and began to dance in the hall with a tulle.

Gao Shenghan stared, his mouth slightly open, he didn't know what kind of expression to put on his face, but he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.