"The ninth prince has come from afar, we should fulfill the friendship of the landlord, the emperor, can we give the ninth prince an official position, so that he can have a stable residence in Nansheng?"

Guozhang's proposal won Jiang Li's heart, and his eyes inadvertently swept to the woman behind Jiugongzi, an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Those eyes seem to have seen somewhere.

"What the national lord said is that it just so happens that the imperial official in the palace has just returned to his hometown, does the ninth prince appreciate his face and go to his position?"

Cangzi Meng on the side sneered in his heart, he was really treacherous as always.

Giving Yan Mingjiu an official position is equivalent to tying him to Nansheng, no matter where he is, in the final analysis, he will have an inseparable connection with Nansheng.

Yan Mingjiu is not stupid, he naturally won't jump into the trap that is clear: "Thank you for the kindness of the emperor and the prince, it's just that my wife is weak, and she has had a lot of discomfort after coming to Nansheng, probably because she can't live here for a long time." ”

Taking Cangzi Dream as an example, it will not only show that he loves his wife sincerely, but also gives Jiang Li and Guozhang no reason to continue pushing.

Cangzi Meng also echoed, pretending to be sorry and said: "Yes, I don't know if I just came here because I didn't adapt to the soil or how to get it, I often have a splitting headache, but fortunately, I brought a subordinate who knows how to heal, so I was able to settle down." ”

"Well, I didn't have this blessing when I was serious."

Jiang Li pretended to regret, and at the same time began to wonder what kind of appearance this woman looked under the veil, not only the feeling, but also the voice was so familiar.

It's so familiar that I feel like I've heard it a lot before, but I can't remember who it is.

"A new batch of goods has been sent to Nansheng, and the emperor and the emperor can inspect the goods at any time. It was the latest development, and the lethality was more powerful than the last one, if it weren't for the good number given by the national abbot, Xiaosheng would not have come all the way to make this deal. ”

Who would have thought that a self-proclaimed and well-mannered person would do gunpowder trading and be outside his own country.

The words are full of the temptation of money, without the slightest refinement of a literati.

"Okay, then I'll let someone go to Jiugongzi's place tomorrow to inspect the goods, and by the way, bring the price code that was negotiated before."

Yan Mingjiu sold the gunpowder to Nan Sheng, and there was a high probability that he would go to war with Nan Sheng.

At first, Cangzi Meng didn't understand her intentions, but later, when she stepped on the mud and blood mixed land on the battlefield full of gunsmoke, she understood.

Each of his doubts may be a move taken by Yan Mingjiu.

This move won the foundation, won the money, made the position stand firm, and the wealth was comparable to the treasury.

The name of the ninth prince is unknown to anyone else, in Nansheng, but anyone who is a little ambitious and a little powerful thinks about it.

up to the emperor's relatives and relatives, down to the civil officials and mountain bandits.

They don't know what country the ninth prince is, they only know that he has come and gone without a trace, has no fixed place, and there is nothing that can tie him up, including people.

Turning around and glancing at Cang Zimeng, Yan Mingjiu replied: "Okay, Xiaosheng will take his wife back first, and there will be people waiting for the emperor in the cold house tomorrow." ”

Cang Zimeng didn't say hello to them, he left behind Yan Mingjiu, and he could clearly feel a beam of gaze behind him, falling straight on his back.

Jiang Li's gaze is always so direct.

She used to think that Jiang Li's eyes were full of love, but now that she saw his attitude towards Murong Lian with her own eyes, she knew that her gaze at that time was only completely towards strangers.

What love, what love.

It's your own passion.

Out of the gate of Mufu, Cangzimeng paused, stopped, turned around, and looked at the door.

If she could, she wished there would be a fire that would burn down the mansion and burn the man inside.

Yan Mingjiu looked back at her and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Cangzimeng shook his head: "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Their carriage this time was very gorgeous, and the coachman disguised as Nianbai was more like a scholar with clear eyebrows.

After such a long time, seeing Jiang Li again, Cangzimeng suppressed the resentment in his heart, and it was not easy to expose what he shouldn't have revealed.

On the carriage, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her veil covered her red face's exhaustion.

said to Yan Mingjiu: "Before I came, I thought I might be exposed. ”

"You did it, and you did it well."

"But I didn't do anything."

She didn't do anything, what was there to praise.

"No, you've done a lot."

Cangzi Meng didn't do anything, but Yan Mingjiu knew that it was not easy for her to endure her hatred for Jiang Li.

In the mansion, Murong Lian saw Jiang Li looking at the back of his wife, and pretended to stomp his feet angrily.

"Look at everything, people are far away."

Jiang Li came back to her senses and hurriedly took her hand and apologized: "No, I just feel that Jiu Gongzi's wife seems to have seen it somewhere, but she can't see her face clearly with a veil." ”

I wanted to recall something through my back, but I didn't have a clue in my head.

"Humph! Excuse! ”

"Oh, my good queen, you don't believe me, but you have to be sad." As he spoke, he picked up one of Murong Lian's hands and put it on his heart, and his tone couldn't hide the doting.

The Guozhang on the side smiled and walked away silently, leaving the space for the two of them.

Murong Lian gave up and reached out to hold Jiang Li's arm.

"Well, forgive me this time."

In Nansheng, the love between Emperor Jiang Li and Empress Murong Lian became a good story, and no one even remembered that there was once a princess named Xinning, who should have sat in Murong Lian's place.

Not long after the end of the war, Jiang Li returned to Nansheng and began to marry Murong Lian.

The marriage between him and Bei Zhao on the surface is more like a dowry for marrying Murong Lian.

After Cangzimeng knew the truth, he didn't have the reaction that Yan Mingjiu imagined, he thought that Cangzimeng would at least be hurt for a while.

And in fact she was surprisingly calm, without any precursors of hysteria.

She knew most of all the answers as early as when she was without kites, and she was told by Su Qiyu.

Now, it's just a confirmation of some of the speculations in her heart.

Nothing to be surprised at, nothing to be distressed about.

"Yan Mingjiu, you traded gunpowder with Jiang Li, so you didn't worry that he would use it against you?"

Yan Mingjiu smiled lightly: "What do you think?" His smile was hardly displayed in front of anyone other than Cangzi Meng, although Cangzi Meng never took this matter to heart.

Cangzi dreamed: "I think ah, you must have a plan." ”

She's talking almost nonsense, no one is stupid enough to give a weapon to someone who's bound to be an enemy.

"Yes, let's guess what the ploy is."

Cangzi Meng gave him a big roll of his eyes: "I'm not an immortal, how can I guess." ”

It would be impossible to come out unless Yan Mingjiu told her with his own ears.

In fact, she wasn't curious about the answer, but she just felt that the two of them were speechless in this carriage, a little boring, and a random topic.

"Do you want lotus seeds?"

The words that came out coldly made Cangzi Meng stunned.

"Where?"

"There are lotus seeds sold outside, do you want to?"

Cangzimeng opened the curtain of the carriage in confusion, and sure enough, he saw a lotus seed seller outside.

It was a little girl of about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in coarse cloth with many patches, and wearing straw sandals with one of her toes exposed.

"Yes."

It's not that I suddenly want to eat lotus seeds, and it's not that I pity the young girl.

The only reason is probably not to let yourself feel guilty in the future.

Cangzimeng thinks that she is not a kind person, nor is she a good girl.

But for some things, she can't be ruthless after all.

There are many pedestrians on this road, but few are willing to patronize this little girl.

What is the reason, Cangzi didn't think about it, but felt that if she was her, she would definitely want someone to come, even if it was to take a look.

"Nianbai, park." Yan Mingjiu said to Nian Bai outside the door.

The carriage stopped, and Yan Mingjiu stretched out his right hand to Cangzi Meng: "Come." ”

Cangzimeng calmly put his left hand on his palm, and was helped out of the carriage by him.

"Little girl, how old are you?" Cangzimeng squatted down and looked at the little girl sitting on the ground.

Her watery eyes revealed the immaturity of a child, and she replied softly: "Ten years old." ”

"Why did you come out to sell lotus seeds at such a young age? What about your parents? ”

"Daddy has not come back from the war, and Auntie is sick and wants to earn money to buy medicine for Auntie."

Hearing her say that, Cangzimeng guessed that her father died in Beizhao nine times out of ten.

After all, for so many years, Nan Sheng has only used troops in Beizhao.

For a moment, there was no good feeling, and even the tone was a little more distant: "Then how do you sell your lotus seeds?" My sister wants a bag. ”

The lotus seeds are wrapped in small cloths, each bag is the size of a palm, and it is very clean.

"A copper plate."

Sure enough, it is still an untrained child, this is not the season when lotus seeds are ripe, and these dried lotus seeds are more than enough to sell three copper plates.

"Okay then, sister wants two bags."

Cangzimeng took out a purse from his waist, took two copper plates and handed them to the little girl, and then took two bags of lotus seeds from front of him that looked good.

Not noticing that someone's eyes were on her purse.

The lilac purse is embroidered with a beautiful orchid, and the delicate embroidery shows the orchid's demeanor to the fullest.

After returning to the carriage, Cangzimeng found that Yan Mingjiu's strange eyes had been staring at the purse on his waist, so he took it down.

"What do you think of this?"

Yan Mingjiu replied leisurely: "Su Qiyu's purse also has such an orchid. ”

Although the demeanor is different, you can tell at a glance that it is from the same person.

"Oh, it was embroidered by me when I was without a kite, it should be the purse that Xiao Qi made for him."

She just embroidered orchids, not purses, she saw it when Su Qiyu came, and it was indeed embroidered by herself.

Now what she wears is what she really wears, from embroidery to sewing.

Yan Mingjiu's face sank and he didn't speak.

Cangzi Meng didn't think much about it, picked up a lotus seed and put it in his mouth.

"Phew!"

As soon as she bit it, she spit out the lotus seeds, covered her mouth and said, "It's so bitter......"

Yan Mingjiu replied lightly: "Lianxin has not been eliminated, of course it is bitter." ”

Cangzi dreamed of another one without giving up, but it was still bitter.

"The lotus seeds are obviously sweet, but they can't hide such a bitter taste."

The heart is bitter, and no matter how much you hide it, you can't stop it.

"Go back and boil it in water and you can remove it." Yan Mingjiu couldn't stand her sad appearance.

And Cangzi Meng shook his head stubbornly: "No, I didn't taste the first one, but now I think it's delicious." ”