There was a letter pressed under the box containing the silver ticket in the wooden box, Lord Shen and Mrs. Shen glanced at each other, and then Mrs. Shen picked up the envelope and handed it to Lord Shen.

Lord Shen opened the envelope in three or two clicks, read the letter at a glance, and handed it to Mrs. Shen.

"She is an unmarried girl's family, so much silver, madam, you keep this silver for Qiange. ”

Mrs. Shen only finished reading the letter at this time, the letter was written by Jiang Guifei, and it was clear that the silver was specially given to Shen Qiange, and half of it was purchased by King Yan.

Mrs. Shen frowned, when she saw these things and silver, she didn't think about giving them to Shen Qiange.

With these good things and silver, not only can the Shen family live a better life, but also have money for their son and Jiaojiao to get married.

Shen Qiange is the eldest in the family, and since her marriage has been secretly decided, the marriage of her son and Jiaojiao must also be prepared.

Without these things and silver, how can I hold a grand wedding for Shen Jingyan.

So as soon as Lord Shen said this, Mrs. Shen agreed.

"What the husband said is that she wants a lot of money for a child, just eat and dress at home, I am my own mother, and I can still treat her badly. ”

Lord Shen patted Mrs. Shen's hand with satisfaction, and the husband and wife went to see the other good things in the big box together.

The next day, Shen Qiange got up at the hour without being urged by Mama Ge.

She personally packed up the "The Mean" she copied last night and put it in her bookbag, and went to the kitchen in a good mood.

Let Liangchen steam the three fresh steamed dumplings that were specially left last night and put them in a special insulated food box.

Shen Qiange started to make radish cake and ruyi cake, which are two kinds of pastries that are simple to make with ingredients.

In his previous life, when Shen Qiange learned from his master, the master also said at the time that these two kinds of pastries were entry-level, and as long as they had some culinary talent and made them a few more times, they could succeed.

The master also said that puffs and cakes are his secrets, and he has never eaten the local buns here, but for the sake of how seriously she learns, he will teach her in a few days. Later, she also learned, but these snacks need something called "oven", and now Ning Shoutang doesn't have it, and after two days, she will go to the study to rest, and she will order someone to build it, anyway, the drawings have long been engraved in her mind.

After his thoughts were retracted, in half an hour, the radish cake and Ruyi crisp were ready, and after breakfast, Liangchen helped Shen Qiange to get into the carriage prepared by Mrs. Shen.

All the way to the gate of the palace, Shen Qiange jumped down from the carriage, and Liangchen followed behind Shen Qiange with a food box.

Today, Shen Qiange came a quarter of an hour earlier than usual, just to find an opportunity to hand over the meanness she copied to King Yan, and by the way, rub King Yan's luck.

However, today's weather is not as good as yesterday, early in the morning foggy, it has passed, the fog is still not clear, some pedestrians who went out early, at this time the hair is wet.

Liangchen was afraid that Shen Qiange would just walk in the fog and catch a cold, so he hurriedly added a cloak to her.

Zhou Ziyue didn't know what kind of wind the prince was smoking today, and he was pulled out of the bed by his personal supervisor early in the morning when it was still bright.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the expressionless inner supervisor beside the bed, "My good father-in-law, why did you come to my house at this hour, it's not dawn yet!"

Rong Shun's hanging eyes swept his eyes at Zhou Ziyu, "The prince said, you are limited to entering the palace within two quarters of an hour, and the prince is waiting for you in the upper study." ”

Zhou Ziyu: ......

Two quarters of an hour? It will take two quarters of an hour for him to get to the gate of the palace...... Gotta hurry up! Who made him the companion of King Yan!

When Zhou Ziyue rode to the gate of the palace and then went to the study, he saw King Yan standing by the bamboo forest where he slept before, he hurriedly walked a few steps to catch up, and gasped: "Lord Wang, is it urgent to call me in such a hurry?"

Yan Dynasty glanced at the stone bench next to him.

Zhou Ziyue's hair was wet with mist, and now he didn't care about the wet stone bench, he walked over in three or two steps, and sat on the stone bench panting.

Yan Dynasty took two steps on the stone table, and Rong Shun next to him immediately wiped the stone bench with a handkerchief, and King Yan took his robe and sat down calmly.

Next to him, Zhou Ziyue looked at Rong Shun's series of actions, dumbfounded, he was rough in his feelings, and he only deserved to sit on a wet stool?

King Yan didn't care about Zhou Ziyue's "indignant accusation" eyes, and clicked on a stack of rice paper that was placed on the stone table, "Let's start." ”

Zhou Ziyue looked at the rice paper and "The Mean" in front of him, and then looked at the ink tray that had been ground next to him, he was a little speechless, he didn't copy the book once or twice, he was skilled in this business, but why did he copy it here?

The thick morning fog, it won't take half an hour, the rice paper will be damp and smudged, and this is early spring, this early morning, very cold, copy the book, copy the book, and he doesn't have to suffer like this, right?

Zhou Ziyue wanted to cry without tears, "Lord Wang, can we change places, the subordinates think that the classroom is good, and the subordinates have no problem writing in class!"

King Yan glanced at Zhou Ziyu coldly, "If you want to copy it, where is there so much nonsense! This king is here to accompany you! Are you more hypocritical than this king?"

Zhou Ziyu: ......

Zhou Ziyue has nothing to say, a prince is next to him, what else does he want!

Copy it hard!

With the faint light of day, Zhou Ziyue began to write hard, but he felt that something was wrong when he copied it.

In the past, the prince often asked him to do the work of copying books, but he never asked for it.

He either copied it in his own mansion, or he came to the study early in the morning to copy, and there was no time when he was asked to copy it on the stone table and stone bench by the bamboo forest, and it was just dawn, and the prince himself was still sitting next to him.

Zhou Ziyu's brain is quite good, and after a while, he discovered the trickiness in it.

It seems that yesterday the prince was also next to the small bamboo forest, and when he came, the prince also stuffed him with an empty food box!

Later, he inquired, and it seemed that Miss Shen Er had accidentally provoked the prince, and the empty food box that had been eaten was Miss Shen Er's apology to the prince.

Zhou Ziyue thought about the pill beating competition yesterday afternoon.

It seems that Miss Shen Er also seems to have an intention for the prince?

Could it be that the prince sneaked him here early in the morning today to wait for Miss Shen Er?

Suddenly, at this moment, Zhou Ziyue felt that he had realized.

He discovers the big secret of King Yan!

Next, Zhou Ziyue copied a paragraph and glanced in the direction of King Yan, King Yan was annoyed by him seeing too much, and glared at him fiercely, "What, do you think you have copied less? If you want to copy it, go back and copy it ten more times tonight!"

"Don't, Lord Wang, I can't finish copying these ten times! You rest, I can't write it even if I bury my head in it!"

King Yan snorted coldly, lay down on the stone table and fell asleep, Rong Shun diligently covered the master with a thick wool cloak.

Zhou Zi, who was thinly dressed and wet with mist, became more and more angry, and he blinked at Rong Shun's eyes, Rong Shun didn't move a single step, and finally Zhou Ziyue rushed up and snatched the gray squirrel skin cloak on Rong Shun's own body and draped it on himself, and then returned to the stone table to continue copying books.

After more than half an hour, suddenly a little eunuch ran towards Rong Shun, and then whispered a few words in Rong Shun's ear, Rong Shun nodded and waved at the little eunuch.

When the little eunuch left, Rong Shun whispered a few words to King Yan, even if Zhou Ziyue prick up his ears harder, he didn't hear what Rong Shun said.

But in the next second, Zhou Ziyu was forcibly pulled away by Rong Shun.

Zhou Ziyu grabbed the pen in his hand and wailed, "What are you pulling me for, I haven't finished copying the book yet!"

"Our family asked people to take the books and rice paper to the classroom, and the little marquis followed our family to the classroom to continue copying. ”

No, it's definitely not!

Zhou Ziyue's eyes fluttered, wanting to find a little wind and grass, but unfortunately the person had been dragged away by Rong Shun.

After Zhou Ziyue left, a little eunuch quickly took away the books and pen and ink on the stone table, and King Yan handed the warm cloak on his body to the little eunuch to take it away, and then lay on the stone table in thin clothes to "sleep".

After all this was arranged, after half an hour, Shen Qiange passed by the outer study with Liangchen.

At this time, it was already dawn, but the thick morning fog had not yet dissipated, and the fog lingered in the upper study, making the upper study feel like a fairyland.

Shen Qiange didn't know where King Yan would be, so he could only go to the small bamboo forest that he passed by yesterday to try his luck first. If King Yan wasn't there, she would find a way to inquire at that time.

Originally, I thought it was going to be twists and turns, but as soon as I arrived near the small bamboo forest, I saw a dark figure lying on the side of the stone table.

Shen Qiange frowned, she had arrived at the study early enough this morning, and when she entered the study, except for the palace maids and eunuchs on duty, the nobles and nobles had not seen a few at all, why did King Yan sleep here so early.

It's foggy this morning, and it's cold, so I'm going to be sick when I get a good night's sleep.

Could it be that King Yan has any special fetishes?

And King Yan, who had pretended to be asleep for a long time, his eyelashes moved at this moment, and his teeth chattered a little coldly, and now he regretted letting the little eunuch take his cloak away.

This Shen Er, is it deliberate, standing not far away and not moving, do you want to freeze him to death?

Shen Qiange paused, but still mustered up the courage to walk in the direction of the small bamboo forest.

Her steps were gentle, but it seemed to be stepping on the tip of King Yan's heart, making the tip of his heart tremble.

When the gentle footsteps became clearer and clearer, until he stopped beside him, Yan Wang felt that he was about to be unable to pretend.

Shen Qiange took a deep breath, she could have woken up King Yan directly, but thinking that she could absorb more luck from him by contacting King Yan, she stretched out her hand and gently pushed King Yan's shoulder, "Lord Wang, wake up, you can't sleep here, the weather is cold early in the morning, you will catch a cold if you sleep like this!"

After saying that, Shen Qiange was pleasantly surprised to find that this time, three white qi luck clusters the size of rice grains flew on her, which shocked her spirit, as if her vision had become clear.

King Yan was lying on the stone table, his face buried in his arms, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, this Shen Er really had a "non-dividing thought" about him, and actually took advantage of his "sleep" to move his hands and feet on him at will, and was caught by him!