Yuan Quanquan did what she said, and after receiving the affirmation of the concubine and the meditation cultivator, she began to carry out the training of financial management and modern mathematics in the palace.

But when it comes to training, there is actually only one object, that is, the account manager in the house.

This steward is an old steward in the palace, a middle-aged man who looks very honest, although she has a headache in the account books sent by them, but that is also her own reason, the account books themselves are registered in a clear and clear manner.

She took the "lesson plan" she made herself and proudly went to the royal account office.

You Defu, the bookkeeper, learned that the princess was going to train him in mathematics and learn a new way of keeping accounts, and he was a little curious while he was puzzled.

Yuan Quanquan was afraid that the ancient people would not understand too profound things, so they started from the simplest Arabic numerals, and slowly taught the knowledge they thought was necessary to the other party step by step, so that the other party could learn a more convenient way of keeping accounts.

You Defu has been a bookkeeper for so many years, but it is really the first time he has come into contact with this novel bookkeeping method, and compared with his previous one, it is indeed much simpler and more convenient, and he can't help but have a different view of this new princess.

After all, he has been a steward for many years, and although he has never been exposed to this kind of novel knowledge, it is much easier to teach than imagined in the Yuan Circle.

After spending two hours explaining some basic notation to the tour steward, Yuan Quanquan was very satisfied with this student, patted the other party's shoulder, and praised him in a very relieved tone: "Well, yes, the son can be taught." Keep up the good work! ”

Steward: "......"

After being a teacher for a while, Yuan Quanquan was in a good mood, thinking that with the understanding of the tour manager, it is estimated that he will be able to teach for two more hours tomorrow.

Coming out of the account room, Yuan Quanquan went to the meditation courtyard, and heard Xiang'er say that the concubine's complexion today is much better than yesterday, and she thinks that she is about to get better.

Sure enough, seeing the concubine's more ruddy face than yesterday, she was also much more energetic, and the Yuan Circle was finally relieved.

"Mother, how are you feeling today?" Taking the fan in Yan'er's hand, Yuan Quanquan sat on the edge of the bed and gently fanned the concubine, showing the image of a filial daughter-in-law.

The concubine had just finished drinking the medicine and was about to get out of bed and go for a walk outside, when the Yuan Circle came over, so she asked her to accompany her.

"It's much better, the mourning family is fine. Circle, you accompany the mourning family to the back garden for a walk, it is rare that there is no sun today, and there is no need to worry about the mourning family suffering from heat stroke again, and the mourning family wants to go out to breathe. ”

Yuan Quanquan thought about it and thought it would be okay. Although sick people can't run around, they can't stay in the house all the time, because the illness will not get better after a long time, but will be more serious.

smiled and nodded in agreement, "Well, then I'll accompany the mother concubine for a walk." ”

Inside the back garden of the palace.

Yuan Quanquan helped the concubine to walk in the promenade in the garden, the cloudy weather without the sun, and the slightest breeze, but it eliminated a lot of heat, so that people could breathe a sigh of relief in this hot July summer.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted while walking, saying some homely words, listening obediently in the Yuan Circle, and occasionally telling some jokes to the concubine, which made the concubine laugh.

The two were chatting happily, when Meditation Xiu suddenly appeared, walked up to the two of them, glanced at the concubine with happiness written on her face, and his eccentric princess, and asked with a smile: "What are the concubines talking about with Xiaoquan'er so happy, and I will also tell the king to listen." ”

The concubine squinted and smiled: "The circle is telling jokes to the mourning family!" Why are there so many strange things in this little girl's head, the mourning family has never heard of it before. ”

When he heard this, he became even more curious, "Oh? What jokes? The small circle said it so that the king could also have fun. ”

Yuan Quanquan looked up at the handsome man in front of him, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly laughed secretly, hehe.

"Ahem, then the prince listens, I'll ask you a question, and you answer me."

Shen Xiu raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to say.

"Speaking of the Chinese New Year, a person has a pig and a donkey at home, do you say he will kill the pig first or the donkey first?"

Glancing at the Yuan Circle, the cultivator replied, "What kind of joke is this?" ”

Yuan Quanquan waved his hand and urged: "Oh, don't care what kind of joke this is, you just have to answer, do you kill the pig or the donkey first?" ”

The meditation was silent for a moment and gave the answer: "Let's kill the pig first." ”

Yuan Quanquan smiled slyly, "Haha, donkey thinks so too." ”

Meditation: "......"

The concubine on the side didn't react at first, and was stunned for a moment before she understood the meaning, and immediately laughed happily, "You ghost spirit, haha, actually ......" looked at the meditation with a slightly sympathetic gaze, the concubine was the first time to see her son showing such an embarrassment, and His Royal Highness was actually tricked by his own princess.

Seeing His Royal Highness King Ming's somewhat embarrassed and embarrassed expression, everyone next to him couldn't help but lower their heads and quietly shake their shoulders, and even Yan Jiu, who was following behind Shen Xiu, couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth twice.

And the most exaggerated laugh is Yuan Quanquan and Ah Piao floating beside her.

The cultivator threw a light look at Ah Piao, and the little ghost immediately coaxed, shrunk his neck and hid behind the Yuan Circle.

And the metaverse circle is still hahaha.

"That'...... Kill the donkey first! After the Yuan Quanquan finished laughing, Xiao Zhi on the side thought about it and gave another answer.

Yuan Quanquan turned his head to look at her sympathetically, "Pig...... That's what I thought too. ”

Zhi: "......"

Xiang'er: "That...... Don't kill it? ”

Yuan Quanquan: "Both the pig and the donkey think so. ”

Xiang'er: "......"

"Hahaha, hey, you ghost girl, what kind of fun question is this, like this, it means that you can't answer anything?"

The concubine laughed so much that tears came out, took the handkerchief handed by Yan'er and wiped the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were never flattened.

Yuan Quanquan said happily: "This is originally a joke to make everyone happy." ”

"You, you......"

"If so, how do you know what the pig and the donkey think? Are you the pig or the donkey? The Immortal Cultivator was only embarrassed for a few seconds, and immediately recovered into the evil and demonic tyrant, His Royal Highness King Ming, hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at the Yuan Circle and asked rhetorically.

Yuan Quanquan was stunned for a moment, and then was speechless.

The slot was actually countered by the army!

"Uh...... I'm the one who wrote the question, and of course I know! ”

Meditation Xiu didn't reply, only raised one eyebrow and tilted the corner of his lips to look at her, showing a look of disagreement.

Yuan Quanquan was speechless for a while by his expression, and couldn't even say anything to refute, so he could only snort lightly and send a roll of his eyes.

The concubine saw the interaction between the two of them in her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled secretly, their little couple has a good relationship, and she is expected to hold her grandson!

"Okay, the mourning family is a little tired, go back first, Xiu'er, you accompany the circle and then walk." The concubine is a good mother, and at this time, it is natural to create time for her son and daughter-in-law to be alone.

Yan'er helped the concubine back, leaving the Yuan Quanquan and the two of them staring at each other in place.

"If there are any funny jokes in the small circle, let's talk about a few more of them." In a leisurely posture, he put one hand behind his back, and the other hand reached out to the neck of the Yuan Quanquan and rubbed it lightly a few times, eating tofu quietly.

Yuan Quanquan slapped off a certain salty pig hand with one palm, and snorted arrogantly, "Don't talk about it, let's talk about giving money." ”

"Whoa."

Yuan Quanquan stared at a large ingots handed to him and froze.

Belch...... For the sake of the money...... Let's talk about one more one.

As a result, in one afternoon, the Yuan Circle earned a thousand taels by telling jokes to the meditation cultivators.

It's night, Yan Jingxuan.

Yuan Quanquan put together the thousand taels she earned today and the money she had brought from the Prime Minister's Mansion before, looked at her small treasury, and smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth.

"It turns out that the princess of this king is a little money fan!" When he entered the house, he saw his princess holding a small box with a satisfied face, and said jokingly.

As soon as Yuan Quanquan heard his voice, he hurriedly took the small vault into his arms, and then turned his head to stare at someone vigilantly.

Silent Xiu was amused by her actions, walked over to her and sat down, glancing at the box in her arms, "Does the little circle think that this king needs to covet your money?" ”

The tone revealed a full of entrenchment, and I heard a burst of envy, jealousy and hatred in the Yuan circle. Rich is amazing, huh? That's all the money for His Royal Highness King Ming's Beitang cultivation, and it's not your money for meditation cultivation, what kind of pride!

Rolling her eyes, the Yuan Circle put her small vault back where she had hidden it before, but she didn't shy away from cultivating.

"Xiaohuan'er is now the princess of this king, and this king's money is your money, if you want to use it at any time, you can go to the account room to get it, and this king can't wronged his own princess."

Yuan Quanquan pursed his lips, but he didn't refute, took off his shoes and climbed into bed, and suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, Beitang, you said before that because of the curse on your body, you will be unable to control your body and reveal your true body every full moon night, and it will be extremely painful. It's not a few days until the fifteenth, will you still be staying in the house then? Or will you go to the cave from last time? ”

Looking up at the moon outside the window, Yuan Quanquan suddenly remembered this, and opened his mouth to ask. She still didn't know much about meditation, especially his transformation.

He was able to survive in the human world for a long time and cover up his ghostly aura by occupying the body of the human Beitang cultivator, except for his subordinate Yan Jiu, only she had seen his true body and knew his true identity, if someone in the mansion accidentally saw it, she must not be scared to death?

Meditation didn't expect her to suddenly ask about this, so she was silent for a moment before replying, "On the night of the full moon this time, this king will go back to the ghost world and return at dawn." ”

"Huh? Back to the ghost world? Yuan Quanquan was surprised, "Why?" Is there something going on? ”

"Well, the fifteenth day of this month is the Midyear Festival, the ghost door is wide open, and this king wants to go back to suppress those evil ghosts who are trying to escape and maintain peace in the Three Realms."

Yuan Quanquan was a little stunned when he heard this, and he stayed for a moment before remembering, "Ah, yes, it's the middle of July that day!" ”

The Seventh Half of July, also known as the Midyear Festival, is a traditional Chinese cultural festival, and it is rumored that all the ghosts will be released on this day, giving them the opportunity to return to the world to reunite with their loved ones. On this day, people will also carry out activities such as worshipping ancestors, releasing river lanterns, worshipping the souls of the dead, and burning paper ingots.

In other words, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, all the ghosts in the underworld will pour to the ground, and they will return to the underworld at dawn.

For the Yuan Circle, which can see ghosts now, the scene of that day must be ...... Spectacular.

A hundred ghosts walk at night, ten thousand ghosts are with you or something, it's really a little scary to think about, and it's a little ...... Stimulate.

"On the fifteenth day, this king is not there, you stay in the mansion honestly, don't go out, obediently wait in the mansion for the king to come back." For some reason, Meditation's expression was a little solemn, as if something bad would happen.

Yuan Quanquan was stunned for a moment, blinked, but didn't ask why: "...... Oh. ”

Although he promised on his lips, what he thought in his heart was: Even if I go out, you won't know!