"How?" Li Cong regained his cold look, leaned on the bed indifferently, and spoke.

It must not be an ordinary thing to make Qu Fang hesitate. But if you get into trouble, you won't get such a heavy reward.

"That's right," Qu Fang bowed his head respectfully and said, "Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess has a clever mind and offers a jar of soil from Yushan Mountain in spring. I heard that His Majesty the Emperor was happy, and he used this pot of soil as a basis to pray for good weather and happiness for the people this year. ”

"Oh?" Li Cong said with a look of surprise on her face: "But I didn't know that before she met the palace the day before yesterday, she had prepared the 'spring flavor' to be offered." The soil is rustic, you can't eat or drink, but it's also the taste of spring. It's a good idea. ”

"This ......" Qu Fang hesitated, but he still couldn't help but say: "Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess didn't take anything back from Yushan, and the jar of soil she offered was dug from the flower garden of our East Palace." ”

"What?" Li Cong coughed violently in surprise, and Qu Fang hurriedly stepped forward to caress his back. Li Cong waved his hand and said, "She dares to do this?" ”

Not only did he dare to destroy the holy relics, but he also lied in front of the emperor, where is this a little bit like Miss Shangshufu.

Su Yiming is really well-educated.

"Your Highness, rest assured," Qu Fang hurriedly said: "The old slave knows about this, or because Zhang Yinbao, who serves His Royal Highness the Crown Princess, does not dare to hide it from the old slave." Others should not know. ”

It seems that the soil was not dug by her personally, it is estimated that Zhang Yinbao was bumped into by Qu Fang when he was digging the soil.

Li Cong raised his hand and stroked his chest, and said in his heart: Why is she so ......

But I can't think of any particular words to describe this feeling.

Vaguely, I still feel that there is something to pay attention to.

"That jar ......"

There will be no problem with the jar.

"It's a small pink porcelain jar in our East Palace." Qu Fang gestured with his hand and said, "It's so big, so high, it's ...... on it."

"It's depicted with a magpie bending a peony branch?" Li Cong interrupted him.

"Exactly." Qu Fang had a smile on his face, "This jar is okay, right?" ”

Li Cong raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said with a smile on his face: "It's okay," he said, pointing to the coral branch on the bed, and said, "Pack these away, and then go get a thousand taels of silver tickets." ”

Qu Fang nodded in agreement, took out a large brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully wrapped those coral branches, and then slowly retreated.

Isn't that the reward of today?

Ruined so quickly!

Your Majesty knows about it, and can you pay it back?

As soon as he stepped out of the dormitory, the clothes on his back were soaked.

Li Cong stretched out his arms on the bed, found a comfortable position and lay down on his side, thinking of the small jar that His Majesty was fiddling with, and couldn't help laughing.

She can find it.

The jar was of little use on weekdays, just for spices.

Once the three princes came to the East Palace for a dinner, and when they couldn't stand the urine, they secretly poured out the spices in the jar and urinated on a jar of yellow soup.

Presumably, the servant who sprinkled the sweep felt that the jar was expensive and was reluctant to throw it away, so it was picked up by Su Qiang.

Oh, father, Li Cong said in his heart: You believe in Huang Lao and pay attention to "Yin and Yang Dashun", should you mind holding a handful of soil from your son's urinal and smelling the smell.

Snickering in his heart, the chamberlain informed Agung that he had returned.

"Your Highness," Agung knelt on the ground, and said in fear, "I deserve to die for my humble position, and I will be in danger of His Highness." ”

"Alright," Li Cong waved his hand, "If there is a next time, you don't have to come back." ”

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