Xiao Mingche accepted Li Fengming's suggestion and decisively wrote a letter, clearly opposing "heavy taxes on older unmarried women".

As for Li Fengming's statement that he would let him and Pan play the hole cards, he could plan for him to become a third-party force in the court, but he politely refused.

He said, "If you have any problems, I will ask you again." But the rest of the way, I'll have to walk on my own. ”

Li Fengming couldn't tell if he didn't trust himself enough, or if he didn't want to rely on himself for everything.

But no matter what, Xiao Mingche gave up the possible shortcuts, only accepted the necessary allocation, and was more willing to seek advice, learn, think, and then try to grope forward by herself, which made her impressed.

Because Xiao Mingche wrote against it, King Heng's faction did not do anything good to him, and the prince's faction shared his hatred.

In just a few days, the situation in the court of Qi quickly became a fierce melee between the two camps of the crown prince and the king of Heng.

The crown prince and the king have always focused on each other, especially this time.

In this way, Xiao Mingche, a rising bird, was safely hiding in the prince's camp, and although he was affected, he was not the key target of the Hengwang faction.

*****

The court was in a mess, Xiao Mingche couldn't help but go out early and return late, and sleep at night, Li Fengming would only see him in the martial arts arena early in the morning.

Recently, he has either gone to the court during the day, or he has been busy with Zhan Kaiyang out of the house; After nightfall, he is busy with lights in the north courtyard, often not resting until mid-night, of course, he sleeps in the north courtyard.

He didn't come to sleep with Li Fengming for several nights, and Li Fengming was in a very complicated mood.

On the one hand, she doesn't have to be disturbed at night, and she is temporarily exempt from doing that kind of thing, and she can sleep peacefully until dawn, and she is secretly happy.

But on the other hand, every time she thinks back to that night's conversation, she always feels that Xiao Mingche seems to know her true identity.

To this day, Li Fengming has never thought of confessing his true identity to Xiao Mingche.

If you want to break this, you can't avoid the suspicion of "why did the prince of a country cheat to death, and he has to change his identity and protect his life".

This matter is a big pot of dog blood within the imperial family of Wei State, and behind it there are complex grievances and hatreds between the emperor and the queen, and it is also mixed with the shadow of the dispute between the party and the government after the imperial party.

For Li Fengming, these are just her own affairs, and they have nothing to do with Xiao Mingche, and they will not affect the current symbiotic alliance between the two, so there is really no need to let him know.

That morning, in the study, Li Fengming leaned lazily on the chair.

She said listlessly to Chun Yudai and Xin Wei: "In short, if he talks about the prince Li Ying again in the future, you don't have to be silent, just pick up what you can say." ”

No matter what feet have been exposed before, as long as she is sure that she is the daughter of Yuwang Li Dian and the companion of the former prince Li Ying, Xiao Mingche will not be tortured to extract a confession.

"Your Highness, don't worry, Xin Wei and I have a number," Chun Yu Dai replied, and reminded solemnly, "But you can't read Xin Wei's words anymore." ”

Li Fengming was confused, and Xin Wei, who was innocently named, was even more confused.

Xin Wei shouted wronged: "Lord Chunyu, you are reasonable." His Royal Highness was confused and was tricked by King Huai, what does this matter to me? ”

"His Royal Highness has been tricked by King Huai several times, and it sounds like he has fallen for a beautiful man's trick," Chun Yudai snorted, "In the past, in Luodu, when did Your Highness do this?" Since coming to Yongjing, she has secretly read too many of your words, and this must be how she was brought ...... Addicted to beauty. ”

"You mean to say that Seling Zhidi?" Li Fengming laughed, "It's weird too." If you want to read the book, I don't always read as much as Xin Wei. Why isn't she obsessed with beauty? ”

Xin Wei was happy and interjected to reply: "That's because I am well-informed and have a variety of tastes, so I am addicted to it." ”

"Xin Wei, are you laughing at my single taste?!" Li Fengming refused to admit defeat and laughed with her, "You can laugh at me for reading too little, but you can't erase my fair love for all kinds of beautiful men." ”

The two of them were fighting over such a non-musical and boring thing, but instead of dissuading them, Chun Yudai laughed and looked at them.

Seeing that Li Fengming was getting rid of the shackles of the past day by day, he became more and more relieved, Chun Yudai felt that this was very good.

If it weren't for the fact that there might be variables at any time on the other side of Luodu, she would have suggested that Li Fengming simply settle down in Qi Country and live for a long time.

*****

On the afternoon of the twenty-third day, Li Fengming made an appointment to hear the sound, and both of them covered their faces with tulle hats and went to the fat powder shop in Dongshi.

The shop now has a plaque with its name, named Fragrance Shop.

Although it is a new shop that has only been opened for a short time, it has a small reputation in the circle of Yongjing ladies and noblewomen, and it is often full of people.

Because most of the nobles of the Qi Kingdom usually can't go out easily, they use tulle hats to cover their faces in and out of the rouge shop, which is one of the few pastimes they are allowed to have.

Although the incense shop mainly sells incense powder and grease creams formulated by the Wei people, it is more than that.

Wen Yin approached Li Fengming and bit his ears, his face was slightly red: "I just heard the day before yesterday that the small building in the backyard of this incense shop has a hole. ”

Few people know that Li Fengming is the behind-the-scenes proprietor of the fragrance shop, and no one knows that the tricks played in the backyard building are actually her idea.

She smiled and asked knowingly, "Since it's fun, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Wen Yin hesitated slightly: "I want to think about it." But I vaguely heard a few words, it is said that only the big customers who have been able to get the 'hairpin flower sticker' can enter their backyard building. ”

If you want to get a "hairpin post" from the shopkeeper of the incense shop, you need to spend a total of 30 gold here.

Each hairpin can only enter the backyard building once, and if you want to enter again next time, you have to spend another thirty gold.

That's not a small amount for Wenyin.

The Wen family has been studying for generations, and the family is considered noble, and she is not allowed to squander it for unobtrusive idle things.

Li Fengming leaned over and attached himself to her ear, and laughed softly: "Earlier, I helped the queen buy jade Rongsan, and later I also bought some other incense powder cream, and now there are several hairpin flower stickers." ”

"This shop has only been open for a long time, and you have spent more than 100 gold here?!" Wen Yin was dumbfounded, and was a little worried about her, "If your Royal Highness King Huai knows about it, will you be blamed?" ”

Every time Li Fengming took out the silver money from the treasury of the Huaiwang Mansion, as long as he returned to the capital, he would immediately raise the interest rate and return it to the treasury.

But she couldn't tell Wenyin that she didn't spend money on anything she used in the incense shop.

I can't even explain that I just took money from the treasury to spend it, and I only borrowed it for a short time.

So he could only half-truths and half-truths and smiles: "The key to the treasury is in my hand, and he doesn't ask too much about the detailed accounts." And he's been so busy lately, I haven't spoken to him in a few days, so how can he know what I've bought. ”

There have been several incidents about King Huai and his wife before, and the relationship between them in the circle of Yongjing nobles has always been under the impression that "Princess Huai is affectionate, but King Huai is indifferent and alienated".

So Wenyin took Li Fengming's words seriously, thinking that she was forcing a smile, so he hurriedly comforted her.

"Don't be upset, don't be too careful. I heard my father say that in the past few days, over whether to collect the unmarried tax, the court has quarreled into a pot of porridge. His Royal Highness King Huai was the first to write against it, and he got into trouble and was attacked all day long. He was probably annoyed by this, and he didn't think he had the intention to snub you. ”

"Promise your good words." Li Fengming replied vaguely, crying and laughing.

That's all there is to it.

If she honestly confessed that she didn't care whether Xiao Mingche snubbed her or not, Wenyin probably felt that she was stubborn to save face, and even more pity her.

"Wenyin, can't we enter the backyard building?"

"Since you have a hairpin poster, of course enter! I'll go when I'm done talking to the little shopkeeper about the box. ”

Wenyin is very good at drawing KitKat box patterns, and often helps various businesses in Yongjing City to make patterns to earn pocket money.

Last time in Tantuo Temple, Li Fengming knew that she had this way to make money, and heard that she only sold five silver per picture, and beat her heart and liver on the spot.

After that, Chun Yudai secretly informed the shopkeeper of the big and small of the fragrance shop, and asked them to try to get on the line with Wenyin.

Wenyin is here today to talk about cooperation with the little shopkeeper.

*****

At the beginning, Li Fengming took a fancy to this shop, and the most important reason was the small building in the backyard.

The small building has two floors, and there is a half-story in the second floor. This half-storey is divided from nearly 20 Accords on three sides, overlooking the open hall.

This kind of arrangement is most suitable for church meetings, and a stage is set up in the middle of the hall to tell stories, sing operas, or even consignment meetings like Tantuo Temple.

Guests each occupy an accord overlooking the hall while maintaining relative privacy.

The nobles of the Qi State can't easily show their heads in public, this place can be used for lively pastime, and it is not too out of line, so it is just right.

At this moment, someone was telling a story on the platform in the hall, and the guy led Li Fengming, Wenyin and Xin Wei into an accomodation.

There was a wooden bead curtain hanging at the door of the Accord, and the storyteller's energetic voice kept floating up, and the words were clear to the ear.

In fact, there is nothing to say anything extraordinary, it is nothing more than to follow the example of "Yinghua Baojian" and appreciate the young talents who have attracted much attention in Yongjing recently.

But Qi Nu has never seen a book like "Yinghua Baojian", the storyteller stands on the stage, and depicts the appearance and posture of men in public with words and details, which is a bit novel and exciting for them, and a little bold.

After all, they are seriously constrained by the national conditions and folk customs, and if they happen to face to face with men of the same age and surnames on weekdays, they can't look directly at them at will, otherwise they are easily mistaken for frivolous seduction.

With such customs and folklore, how could they have the opportunity to openly judge men in the past? The small building of Mao Xiangxing can be regarded as opening a mysterious and forbidden door for them.

After entering the Accord and taking a seat, the man set up the refreshments and withdrew.

Wen Yin hurriedly took off his hat to let the blushing pink cheeks breathe.

"You've never been so shy before," Li Fengming smiled at Wenyin's exaggerated red face and picked up the teacup, "If people who don't know see your big red face, I'm afraid they will think that we are here to look for flowers and willows." ”

"Although it's not looking for flowers and asking willows, but this ......" Wenyin blushed and heartbeat, but his eyes flashed with excitement contradictory.

"I heard the fourth brother say in the past that there are several bookstores in Nanshi that will talk about "Qunfang Spectrum", and the guests will also vote for Fang Kui beauty! Everyone says that it is a man's nature to appreciate beauty and beauty, and women only judge the quality of men by virtue, achievements and future, and do not care about appearance. It doesn't seem right. ”

Li Fengming picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "Of course not. Love beauty, which is the difference between men and women? ”

If women don't care about men's appearance, how can there be so many women who spend money to save hairpins and flowers, just to enter this small building to listen to storytellers talk about beautiful men?

However, Wenyin soon knew that the gameplay in this small building was even more daring than she imagined, and it was not as simple as "gathering a crowd to listen to storytellers and appreciate beautiful men".

*****

Because Li Fengming and Wenyin came in late, they happened to miss the last round of excitement.

When the storyteller started another paragraph and talked about the famous General Lian Zhen, it was an eye-opener when he heard the sound.

Just as the storyteller was talking about integrity, a tray of men came into the Accord.

There is a gold-painted powder box on the plate.

"The three distinguished guests are well," the man said, placing the tray on the table after saluting, and introduced with a smile, "This thing is called 'Butterfly Powder', and you only need to take a little at a time, mix it with water, and apply it to the face for fumigation." Over time, it can help to radiant and pleasing the spirit. A box only costs fifty silver, do you want to get it? ”

None of these sold separately in a small building will be displayed in the front shop.

Scarcity is expensive, and most of the girls present today can afford to spend it.

But a box of flour powder is fifty silver, which is obviously too much higher than the market price, this guy dares to say "only", but he has another confidence-

In the corner of the tray is a colorful and lifelike sweet noodle figure.

Sweet noodles are a common street food in Yongjing City, which is mixed with various vegetable juices into the dough to make various shapes such as gods and animals, and then wrapped in a layer of shiny sugar juice.

After the sugar juice solidifies, the sweet noodles are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, which is beautiful and delicious, and the children like it very much, and it is also quite popular with the girls.

But the sweet-faced person in front of him is not ordinary, he is not a fairy or a small animal, but he is honest.

Not to mention that the score is exactly the same, there are nine imaging.

Wen Yin spied a glance at the delicate and small sweet-faced man with red ears, and tried to pretend to ask casually.

"If we buy this box of butterfly noodles, the sweet noodle man will give it to us?"

The guy is smart, looking at her posture, he knows that there is a play, and his smile is warm: "That's natural." ”

Although Wen Yin had just negotiated with the little shopkeeper in front of him that he would get a gold ingot for every multi-treasure box he produced for Baimao in the future, the money had not yet arrived after all.

A box of incense powder is fifty silver, and I have angina when I think about it.

But the sweet-faced person in front of her turned out to be incorruptible, and she really couldn't bear to miss it.

So he looked at Li Fengming: "You, do you want to buy this incense powder?" ”

Li Fengming vaguely saw that she was a little tired, and deliberately teased her: "I don't need it." ”

Seeing that Wenyin wilted and lowered his eyelashes, Li Fengming glanced at Xin Wei.

Xin Wei smiled and said, "I really want to buy it." It's more expensive, buy a box and go back and share it with Chunyu, it's just right. ”

After the silver and goods were sold, Xin Wei handed the sweet-faced man to Wenyin: "Miss Wenyin, this is for you." ”

"Xin Wei, don't you like sweet noodles?" Wenyin asked cautiously.

Xin Wei smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth: "It's not that I don't like to eat." ”

"She just doesn't like the taste of General Lian Zhen," Li Fengming took the sweet-faced man and stuffed it directly into Wenyin's hand, "Take it, don't be polite to her." ”

Wen Yin's face was so red that he was about to drip blood: "Don't talk nonsense! I'm not! I didn't! I've just loved it since I was a kid, since I was a kid...... Sweet noodle eaters only! ”

*****

Following Lian Zhen, the storyteller successively talked about Wenyin's fourth brother Wensheng, Hou Yun, the little son of Zhengding Bofu, and Cen Jiashu, a learned and gentle beautiful man.

The guy then sent different balms, all with these sweet-faced people.

They are all young talents who have been hotly discussed in Beijing recently, and they are naturally very popular among the little girls.

Some girls bought the corresponding fragrant powder cream, or even just the sweet noodle person, which simply vividly interpreted the allusion of "buying and returning the pearls".

Smelling the music is unbearable: "I'm afraid you'll buy 'Peach Blossom Jiao'." ”

"What's wrong with Peach Blossom?" Li Fengming was puzzled.

"Buy Peach Blossom Jiao, it's my fourth brother's sweet noodle person!" Wen Yin wrinkled his nose and snorted disdainfully, "Don't look at him as good-looking, his mouth is poisonous, and his speech is heartburning." I really don't know who is buying peach blossoms today, what do you think? I'm going to like him! ”

Li Fengming smiled at her strangely: "I'm also curious what you think, you actually like General Lian Zhen." ”

Wen Yin's face suddenly blushed like a cooked shrimp, and he fidgeted, as if he was ready to flee at any time.

"I don't like anyone! It's just、It's just a simple person who loves sweet noodles.,It's very simple! ”

*****

When Zheng Shen was shining, Li Fengming returned to the Huaiwang Mansion, holding a sweet noodle man in one hand.

Xin Wei went to Aunt Jiang to talk about the matter, and she went back to the small courtyard alone.

Before she reached the gate of the small courtyard, Xiao Mingche, who entered the mansion after her, strode up and caught up.

In the past few days, Li Fengming can only see him in the morning in the martial arts arena.

Xiao Mingche on the martial arts arena is more like a handsome young man who is cold and solemn, giving people a faint alienation, but he does not show strong coercion.

Recently, Li Fengming has been accustomed to his appearance, and at this moment, seeing him in a royal robe, awe-inspiring, solemn and elegant, there was a trance and strangeness in his heart for no reason, as if he had returned to the first time he saw him at the wedding.

She thought, it's just that she has changed her outfit, and her momentum is like a different person, and sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses to support saddles.

The two walked side by side, without saying anything, and the atmosphere was very strange.

But Li Fengming really couldn't think of anything to say, so he had to find something unnaturally: "Ahem, you came back early today." ”

There was a faint embarrassment hidden in the not very fluent sentences, which fell into Xiao Mingche's ears, and no matter how he heard it, it seemed to be in a weak heart.

He frowned and stared at the two familiar sweet-faced people in her hands, his eyes were very serious: "What is this?" ”

"The sweet noodle man who bought something and sent it," Li Fengming vaguely said, raised the sweet noodle man higher, and asked with a casual smile, "This is Cen Jiashu, and this is Zhan Kaiyang." Resemble? ”

Xiao Mingche's brows furrowed even tighter: "Why is there such a thing?" ”

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was, how can you eat this kind of thing?

This thing has a nose, eyes and mouth, if Li Fengming bites it, isn't it like kissing it?

"The sweet noodles given by the merchant today are all young talents who have attracted much attention recently, and the little girls like them."

Li Fengming walked slowly again, explaining as he walked.

"Originally, there was no war Kaiyang. But lately you have taken the lead against 'heavy taxes on older women,' and many girls are grateful to you. Huaiwangfu attracted a lot of attention, and Zhan Kaiyang benefited from it, and the merchants rushed to do his appearance, which was also very popular and sought after. ”

Xiao Mingche restrained his stride to cooperate with her, but his cold eyes always stared sharply at the two faces.

"Why are you grateful to me, but it is Zhan Kaiyang who is favored and pursued?"

"Because he hasn't married yet," Li Fengming pursed his lips regretfully, apologetically, and gave him Zhan Kaiyang's sweet noodle man, "It's me who has dragged down your market, a little compensation, please smile." ”

She thought that Xiao Mingche would not care about such a boring move, but she didn't know that he not only took it, bit off the head of "Zhan Kaiyang", but also snatched Cen Jiashu's one.

"Hey! You ......" Li Fengming watched him eat a fine light in three or two bites, his heart was like a knife, and he gritted his teeth, "Xiao Mingche, who is hungry for you, right?!" ”

Cen Jiashu that she finally snatched!

Xiao Mingche swallowed a mouthful of crushed sugar and sweet noodles that he didn't know the taste, and looked back at her calmly: "I thought you didn't want to eat it when you held it in your hand." ”

Li Fengming covered his heart with grief and indignation: "What kind of eyes do you have?!" I obviously didn't want to take it all the way! ”

Especially Cen Jiashu's branch, the more he looks at it, the more his eyebrows are clear, and his facial lines are so gentle that people's hearts are about to melt, and he is the kind of gentle, elegant and handsome son in the book.

She had planned to take it back and show it to Chun Yu Daixian, and then feast on it.

I knew that I would be eaten halfway, and I should have devoured my lower stomach in the small building of Baimaoxing!

"Oh, so you want to eat," Xiao Ming bowed, "Understood." ”

"What do you know?" Li Fengming glared at him, and in his tightly closed lips, the teeth were about to be ground into powder.

Xiao Mingche didn't answer, just leaned over and bowed his head.

In broad daylight, under the setting sun, he choked Li Fengming's soft red lips like this, and sent a sweet taste with his tongue, without reservation.