Over the years, if it weren't for the title of the prince's mother, Concubine Wang De would be similar to a transparent person in the eyes of Wenzong. The relationship between husband and wife is becoming less and less apathetic.

But after all, one day husband and wife for 100 days, Concubine Wang De passed away, Wenzong was sad in his heart, and he regretted Li Yong's lack of mother's discipline.

Wenzong arrived in Yilan Palace, and Concubine Yang Xian looked sad.

Wenzong's harem was originally cold, and he just left a few days ago, and he was also one of the four concubines.

Concubine Yang Xian also didn't know whether she was more fortunate or hurt more. So far, she has no joy as a winner.

"What's the matter with Concubine Ai, who is so depressed?" Wenzong held Concubine Xian's hand, he didn't want his beloved concubine to be sad.

Concubine Yang Xian wiped the corners of her eyes with a brocade handkerchief, "Since my sister left, the concubine has the intention to take care of the prince. This morning, I learned that the prince was unwell due to yesterday's hangover, and the concubine was relieved. Teenage kids, how is this good? ”

Wenzong had a thought, and Concubine Yang Xian unconsciously corrected the prince's mistakes. Habit is really a bad habit that cannot be changed, and sometimes it is,

Wenzong walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, he was the king of a country, and his range of activities was only in the backyard of the imperial city, and the slaves of the previous hall had turned the sky upside down.

Concubine Yang Xian's suggestion, Wenzong felt that the air in the backyard of the imperial city was thin and very stuffy.

The unfilial son wants to be angry with him alive. killed dozens of them under Li Yong's nose, but he still refused to change his teachings.

Wenzong ordered that the prince would be grounded in Shaoyang Courtyard from tomorrow.

Bao Du and Xiuying have been looking for a house and have a house in Buzheng Lixiang.

The house is a three-hall courtyard, with a total of 12 rooms in the front hall and the back house. There are pavilions, wells, and stone mills in the courtyard.

After Jiang Yao saw it, he made a decision on this residence. All the furniture and furnishings are handled by Xiuying, and Baodu is responsible for taking care of the courtyard, planting flowers and grass, and raising chickens, ducks and livestock.

After the three of them settled down, they rarely saw Jiang Yao. The two of them are also strange, Jiang Yao has no relatives in Chang'an, what is he busy with?

Jiang Yao didn't explain, and still saw the head and the tail of the dragon.

Xiuying and Bao Du are not people who can be idle, one comes and goes in the wind and rain, and the other follows his father to the north and south since he was a child.

It's good now, the two of them are gathered in this small courtyard, and they are so idle that they feel painful. The days of making rice worms are not something that everyone can enjoy.

Xiuying and Bao Du can't enjoy this blessing.

One day, Bao Du was cleaning the courtyard, and Xiuying was holding a piece of cloth in her hand, and she was sewing clothes for Jiang Yao.

Twisting and threading needles is not her strong point, for the sake of Brother Jiang, she is willing to make up for her shortcomings.

With a familiar neighing of a horse, Xiuying was overjoyed, "Brother Jiang." As a result of being too excited, a red bead of blood appeared on his fingers.

Originally, needlework was not what Xiuying was good at, let alone distraction.

Jiang Yao floated in like a purple cloud. Bao Du and Xiuying stepped forward.

Jiang Yao held one in one hand, looked at the houses that were the same every day, and said with a smile: "If I come back after a long interval, I will think that I have gone to the wrong door." ”

Hua Liu consciously returned to his position, there were two horses in the stable, and Hua Liu went to find his partner.

Jiang Yao went back to his study and bedroom. Xiuying picked up the semi-finished product on the steps, and the two followed.

Jiang Yao poured out the clothes in the cage one by one, single clothes, cotton clothes, big clothes... One by one, the panels are stacked.

The two stared at each other, and Jiang Yao looked like he wanted to move. Xiuying stepped forward first and helped him put his clothes in order.

She couldn't help it and asked, "Brother Jiang, what are you busy with every day?" Don't call us two, we're a trio. ”

At that meeting in Xunyang, Brother Jiang went undercover in Jia's house. But Xiuying knew that Brother Jiang cared about them and their small courtyard in Xunyang.

But now they have bought their own houses and have a home. Brother Jiang is like an outsider, coming and going in a hurry. It was a temporary place for him to stay. She couldn't figure it out.

"I met a distant relative who was with her for a while. I'm fine, you don't have to worry. Jiang Yao was reluctant to say more.

Xiuying is not good at getting to the bottom of things, where are your relatives? Why don't you bring him here? Where are the relatives? Out of the five suits of relatives? Xiuying still has a lot of questions in her heart.

Jiang Yao picked up his burden and prepared to leave. Xiuying was sullen, and Brother Jiang was going to leave again.

Jiang Yao kicked in and out of the door, "Girl, why are you unhappy?" Xiuying thought to herself, because you were leaving, and said, "It's boring to keep doing things like this." ”

"In addition to eating every day, is it just that you can't sleep well?" Jiang Yao took off the burden, hugged it in his arms, and leaned against the door frame.

"Where's the good? That's a pig. Xiuying pursed her mouth, glared at him in vain, and was not home every day, hum.

Jiang Yao put the burden on the desk and sat down on the chair: "Tell me what you two have planned?" ”

"Wait, Brother Jiang." Xiuying trotted out and entered the house with a wad of papers.

Xiuying has always been thinking about doing business, she has followed her father to the north and south since she was a child, and she has been mixed in the business field.

The question is what kind of business to do? She lists a few items, and it takes three people to brainstorm ideas.

"We have the capital, what business is sure to make a profit? What kind of business comes in fast money? What business returns high? What kind of business is profitable? ”

"Wine shops, brothels, inns, garment shops...," Xiuying asked herself.

Bao Du sat on the chair and listened quietly, what Xiuying and Jiang Yao said, Bao Du just smiled and nodded in agreement. Several people eventually decided to open a liquor store.

Jiang Yao thought that Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun were selling wine, because they were involved with celebrities, selling wine could become a legend.

"You two carefully consider and fill in the gaps, I have to leave in advance." Jiang Yao grabbed the burden and blew out the door like a gust of wind.

came to the courtyard to whistle, and ran over with his head and tail high.

Bao Du and Xiuying came out, and one person and one rider had already galloped onto the street.

Xiuying secretly stomped her feet, Brother Jiang is really. She hadn't had time to show him her half-finished product yet.

Jiang Yao went to the West Market to buy bows and arrows, and he wore clothes. Out of the city gate, Jiang Yao galloped on his horse, he just wanted to hurry up and hurry home to see the woman who was swinging his sword at the locust tree.

In order to take revenge, he went out for two years, and in those two years he missed her. He won't miss a second time.

Jiang Yao dismounted in front of the courtyard gate, and his rhythmic voice was calm and powerful. He pushed open the courtyard door, and Liu Ye held the wooden sword in his hand and swung it at the locust tree.

She turned her head to look over and smiled, "Master." He continued to concentrate on cutting down trees with his sword.

Jiang Yao stood in the courtyard for a moment, staring at the willow leaves with focused eyes and no distractions, as long as the deep iron pestle was sharpened into a needle. He felt sorry for Willow Leaf who was so desperate.

This old locust tree, which has stood in this courtyard for hundreds of years, has now become a target for willow leaves to practice swordsmanship

Liu Ye is obsessed with martial arts, and she doesn't know what she is talking about.

Confucius had a special affection for Shao music, and he didn't know the taste of meat in March. The degree of obsession with willow leaves now, March does not know the taste of meat, it is not an apocryphal.