"Your Majesty, Zhen Xiang asks to see you." The idle time of the mother and daughter did not last long, and it was broken again.

It's just that Zhen Liancheng doesn't have the privilege of Fu Huanqing to enter and leave the palace at will, so he still needs to be reported by the palace people.

"Let him in!" Jia Dongfeng said casually.

Zhen Liancheng slowly walked into the hall, the first thing he saw was the royal case that folded and folded, there was no one behind the imperial case, he didn't feel a frown, and his eyes shifted to a corner of the hall, and what caught his eye was a large and a small sweaty dismantling the folk silk loom he had seen in Chonghua Palace before.

When Jia Huaibi saw Zhen Liancheng, his eyes were hot, and he pounced with his little hand: "Daddy hug!" ”

Zhen Liancheng took over Jia Huaibi, who was heavy on the meat pier, and the corners of his lips were bent unconsciously: "Your Royal Highness has grown up again!" ”

"What does Prime Minister Zhen ask to see?" Jia Dongfeng didn't raise his head, and dismantled the weaving machine again.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Zhen Liancheng pursed his lips, although he shouldn't have asked, he couldn't help but ask after all.

"There is a war in the north, and it takes money to fight." Jia Dongfeng raised his eyes and looked at Zhen Liancheng, "Da Zhou has been rich for a few years, and his family background is not enough at all. Daqi is rich, and the rich people of Daqi love to wear silk and satin, so I thought that I would improve the technique of weaving silk, so that the people can also be richer, and earn more money from Daqi, so that there is no need to pay more taxes...... I wonder if Zhen Xiang has any other good way? "Having said so much, in fact, just for the last sentence, Zhen Liancheng is a master disciple of Xuanweizi, although metaphysics, military science, speech science, and birth did not teach people how to get rich. But what if?

Zhen Liancheng lowered his eyes silently, and his arms holding Jia Huaibi couldn't help but tighten.

Jia Huaibi exclaimed in pain: "Daddy, it hurts!" ”

Zhen Liancheng realized his gaffe, hurriedly put down Jia Huaibi, and saluted: "Weichen has lost his temper, His Royal Highness forgives his sins." ”

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Jia Dongfeng and said, "Weichen's request to see Your Majesty this time is also related to this matter. ”

His dark pupils were like clouds of subtle emotion, as if some unknown anger was brewing.

Jia Dongfeng reflected for a moment, confirming that he had not inadvertently touched the reverse scales of this Xuanwei master, before slowly raising his eyebrows and saying, "Oh? ”

Zhen Liancheng smiled slightly, as if Fang Cai's strange eyes were just phantoms of the mirror, and erased them without a trace: "I also want to ask Your Majesty to move your daughter's body and go out of the palace with me." ”

"Out of the palace?" Jia Huaibi's eyes lit up, and he hugged Zhen Liancheng's thigh, "Daddy, I'm going too!" ”

Jia Dongfeng actually rarely visits Lanling City, although the Tang Dynasty was built in Lanling, which is known for its royal spirit, Lanling has gone through more than 300 years of the Tang Dynasty, condensing too many prosperous vicissitudes, but as a royal family, it is extremely inconvenient to enter and exit even if the people are close at hand.

Zhen Liancheng's proposal is exactly what Jia Dongfeng once dreamed of-disguise.

So Jia Dongfeng readily agreed, and the three of them dressed up as ordinary couples and children, and the light car Jane slipped out from the side gate of the Huangji Gate, and through the remote alley, they saw the lively street with people coming and going.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, flags are displayed, some people are planted with osmanthus trees at the door of their homes, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of osmanthus flowers, although the fragrance of osmanthus is no different from that in the palace, but Jia Huaibi is very happy, and he is making trouble to let Zhen Liancheng climb a folk osmanthus flower for her to enjoy.

Zhen Liancheng's face flushed, he slanted around and no one was looking, he quickly raised his hand, and in a panic, he folded an osmanthus and handed it to Jia Huaibi, the tree trembled, and made a loud noise.

The door of the house where the osmanthus tree was located creaked open, and a sturdy woman threw herself in the waist and scolded: "Which disobedient child comes to fold my osmanthus again?" One day, the bad emperor will arrest you and behead you in front of you! ”

The woman's eyes fell on Jia Huaibi, who was holding a branch of osmanthus flowers, saw the silk and satin on her body, and then looked at Zhen Liancheng and Jia Dongfeng, who were also richly dressed behind her, knowing that they had offended the nobles, and their faces were a little sneering: "Ah, which nobleman appreciates the osmanthus of my family, it's okay, it's okay......"

While retreating into the door with a weak heart, he retreated to avoid the sight of the three of them, and then closed the door with a bang.

"Humph!" Zhen Liancheng's face sank, as if he was not the one who was panicking and stealing the flowers, and it seemed that this sturdy woman was the one who really did something wrong.

Jia Dongfeng knew that although Zhen Liancheng was full of treachery, he was not such a scoundrel, and there must be something else hidden in this matter, recalling the "bad emperor" blurted out by the woman just now, his heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Zhen Liancheng.

Zhen Liancheng looked indignant: "Now there are rumors in the market, which is very bad for Your Majesty's reputation......" He knew it, otherwise how could he watch Jia Dongfeng be angry for these ignorant people who went to great lengths to transform the silk loom? After a long time of leisure and comfort, they forgot who built the Dongfeng car to save the Great Zhou from famine every year, and their idle tongues chewed the root of their tongues, but they didn't know that the bad emperor in their mouths was heartbroken for them to pay a few less taxes.

Jia Dongfeng was slightly depressed, and then said with a dumb smile: "It's not so effective when I think about it, it can only be used to scare male dolls, and for female dolls, it is better to find another character with other interests." ”

Zhen Liancheng glanced at her with a complicated expression: "Your Majesty is really noble, so please follow me to another place to have a look." ”

Zhen Liancheng led Jia Dongfeng and Jia Huaibi into a teahouse called "Nanxiaoguan", where the tea and snacks upstairs were served very thoughtfully, and the babbling and singing on the stage downstairs were lively. The upstairs and downstairs were full, except for those who sang on stage, everyone was silent, and even the door was full of people.

Zhen Liancheng took out a gold ingot, which caused Xiao Er to nod and reluctantly squeeze out a table for them upstairs to sit in.

"It seems that Zhen Xiang's family background is quite rich." Jia Dongfeng glanced at the ingot of at least three taels of gold, and couldn't help but smash his tongue, although the Great Zhou officials' fortunes were rich, they were not extravagant enough to spend a lot of money just to watch a show.

The corner of Zhen Liancheng's eyes twitched: "Wait...... You'll know after reading it. "If it weren't for this good show, he would have hurt these three taels of gold.

Xiao Er served tea and snacks, Jia Huaibi ate dim sum that was completely different from the taste in the palace, and couldn't help but praise loudly: "Dad, this hibiscus cake is delicious!" ”

At this time, the singing downstairs was changing scenes, and there was silence halfway, and her exclamation attracted a lot of attention.

On a table behind the pillar upstairs sat a girl in a water-green dress and a young man in a yellow shirt, and they looked at Jia Dongfeng's table unconsciously when they heard the sound.

The girl in the aqua dress snorted and said, "That...... Isn't that Mrs. Lai? ”

The young man in the colored clothes sighed: "It looks like it is, but why is it not Gongzi Li next to her?" ”

"Perhaps, just people who look alike?" Ah Heng was a little unsure.

"Perhaps, Mrs. Li took her brother and nephew out to play?" Ah Tang whispered hesitantly.

"Mother, can you buy some and take them back to eat?" Jia Huaibi shouted at Jia Dongfeng again, shattering Ah Tang's speculation.

Ah Heng looked at Jia Huaibi's little face that was seven or eight points similar to Zhen Liancheng, and his face darkened: "We must have been deceived!" ”

This Mrs. Li is simply a person who does not abide by women's morals and is a water-based poplar!