Mr. He's hand, which was originally twisting his beard, suddenly took the jade bracelet in Xin He's hand, his half-squinted eyes slowly opened, and he looked at it steadily, with a dignified and serious expression.

He watched carefully for a while, then twisted the bracelet with two fingers at a good angle to the light, and stroked his white beard with the other hand, and suddenly hummed meaningfully, "Well, not bad! It's a nice bracelet! ”

So Mr. He has been observing for so long, but he has found that it is good.

Xin He was full of hope that Mr. He should at least have some impressions, after all, he had also seen this thing when he was married.

But in the blink of an eye, how much can a busy person in business refer to, besides, He Jin is close to the age of six.

"Where did you pick up this bracelet, why don't you sell it to me at a price."

Xin He secretly speculated, is it because she is now dressed as a man that Mr. He thinks that this bracelet is not hers, so he wants to buy the bracelet?

"This is - priceless treasure, not for sale." Xin He said lazily, with a slightly naughty attitude.

It was precisely because of the naughtiness in it that Mr. He also speculated that the kid in front of him was obviously cheap and behaved.

He raised a few sparse eyebrows and asked, "Boy, did you grow up alone without a father or mother?" ”

Xin He put away his smile, does Mr. He know who she is? She said, "Sir's right. "She is indeed an orphan girl, and she has grown up so big by herself since she was a child.

"But there are no relatives around?" Mr. He continued to ask.

"Yes." Xin He replied lightly.

He Jin muttered in his mouth: "That's right, the current market gangsters are really getting more and more arrogant." Then he said to a few of the housekeepers around him: "Since he has no support, and he is unwilling to sell the bracelet to me, take more money and buy him." ”

Buy...... Bought.

The rich businessman's handwriting is really generous.

And the point is not here, is He Jin asking so much just to confirm his identity as a public citizen?

"Master He, you have to think about it, you have to spend some money to buy me."

He Jin found it interesting, he was a bastard with guts.

"I am Mr. Mask in Jiangnan, and now I am a guest in Yunwang's Mansion. If Master He wants to buy me back to be a housekeeper, I'm afraid I will have to reassess the price. Xin He put his hands behind his back, and he didn't expect to use the identity of Mr. Mask, so he dressed up extraordinarily ordinary.

He Jin opened the curtain a little wider when he heard this, and all the suspicious looks were piled up on his face, he looked her up and down in her clothes, and then looked at this young boy who was only in his early twenties, saying that it was not impossible for her to be a guest in the Yunwang Mansion.

He stroked his beard and sat down, thinking for a moment.

"Boy, this bracelet...... Yours? He Jin's gaze fell on Xin He with some surprise, as if she dared to ignore him if she dared to talk nonsense.

Xin He deliberately bared his teeth and showed a smile and said, "No." ”

Mr. He Jin seemed to have an ominous premonition......

"Could it be you, Master He?"

He Jin: "......"

He Jin nagged in his heart that today's young people are so inconsiderate that they are retaliating with a tooth for a tooth, and they are still scheming with him, a sixty-year-old man, not only calculating, but also looking for an opportunity to take a small revenge.

However, he suddenly thought, could it be that the wife of the Sixth Highness did not die at the beginning?

He squinted at her for a while, and suddenly beckoned to her: "Get on the sedan chair, the old man has a good old wine, you kid has a mouthful, you can taste it." ”

"In this case, thank you Mr. He in advance."

He Jin secretly said in his heart that this kid is not simple, even if he is not the sixth princess, if he can have such courage and courage, he must be a malleable talent.

He Jin called her into the sedan chair and sat with her all the way, during which there was no shortage of He Jin who wanted to get off the car to inspect other shops in Chang'an City, and Xin He just waited happily in the sedan chair.

It's just that not far away, all her performances were caught in Song Zizhen's eyes.

Under his slender eyelashes is a pair of affectionate dark eyes, and sometimes he is happy like a fool because of Xin He's various actions but he doesn't know it.

Xiao Yue could only cast a puzzled look, and did not dare to argue with His Royal Highness the Cloud King, who was straightforward.

"By the way, Your Highness, it is said that the matter of Juxinglou a few days ago has reached the ears of the emperor. Emperor...... I don't seem to be very happy. ”

Song Zizhen smiled, it's no wonder that the emperor can be happy.

The treasury is empty, and the emperor was originally unwilling to spend the treasury's money to relieve the disaster, but now he was forcibly spread rumors by a warlock to arrange the task on the new sesame official Liu Chunmin and others, even if she gave the emperor a step down on the surface, as if she also preached the emperor's benevolence, but the emperor didn't want to lose face?

Xinhe is equivalent to provoking imperial power, but it is still the kind that outsiders can't see.

Not to mention whether Liu Chunmin, Qi Shen, and Yuan He can solve the problem as Xin He said, if the emperor now lets Liu Chunmin and a few others go to alleviate the disaster, it is equivalent to the success of Xin He's provocation and is recognized by the emperor.

In fact, the emperor was not grateful for the fame she forcibly promoted, but he had to seize the opportunity to throw out the hot potato.

The emperor is going to be happy, that's not normal.

"Your Highness, you have silently solved so many troubles for the emperor and still don't let him know, forgive Xiao Yue for being ignorant and don't understand what His Highness thinks in his heart. Now the merit belongs to the emperor, and the virtuous name belongs to the emperor, but the emperor doesn't know that all this is done by His Royal Highness behind his back. Xiao Yue scratched his head, half staring at Song Zizhen's expression change, observing his face and preparing to stop at any time, but this time, Song Zizhen actually let him finish speaking.

Song Zizhen stood on the second floor of a teahouse, looking into the distance with warm and indifferent eyes, and the complexity in his eyes turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated: "Four years ago, the emperor had a dislike for me because of the matter of the sixth brother, if he knew that I was helping him behind his back, he was afraid that he would be so suspicious that he couldn't even eat dinner, and maybe he would bring trouble to himself, so why not keep it as it is now." ”