Chunqing deeply remembers that Song Hui said that he would never stand in line. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Becoming a king or losing a king involves the succession to the throne, which is too risky, and Song Hui is unwilling to let the entire Zhenguo Mansion take risks with him.

There will always be only one thing in his heart, and that is to be the son of heaven, no matter who it is.

No, I have to tell Song Hui about this matter quickly, this is not a child's house, nor is it an ordinary intrigue, you calculated me today, and I will bite you back tomorrow.

Chunqing is very self-aware and clear, this matter is not within her ability, she can't handle it.

"Bai Shao, quickly sharpen the ink for me, I want to write a letter to the prince." While instructing Bai Shao, Chunqing quickly spread a new piece of plain white paper, and began to write with a brush.

There are hills and valleys in his chest, and his pen is like a god, not to mention that the letter written by Chunqing is completely a letter of complaint, but after a while, he finished writing it with enthusiasm.

Using fine sand to blot the ink, Chunqing folded the letter paper and put it in a brown paper envelope, sealed it with beeswax, and handed it to Bai Ting along with the one he had written before.

"Is it faster for you to travel day and night, or is it faster for the special messenger of the barracks?" Chunqing asked Bai Ting, her expression solemn and urgent, which Bai Zhi and Bai Lu had never seen in the past ten years.

Bai Ting thought for a moment and replied honestly: "The barracks are fast." ”

"Then you send this letter to the county lord of Zhaoyang now, and ask her to immediately order someone to send it to the prince with an urgent mail of eight hundred miles, and it will not be delayed for a quarter of an hour." Chunqing said.

The second prince said that he would come to pick up people in three days.

In fact, Chunqing can follow the path of the old lady and deliver the letter, but she is afraid that the news will leak and let the second prince or the Tian family notice.

Zhaoyang is the most suitable candidate.

"Can the county lord of Zhaoyang agree?" Bai Ting took the letter and ran out, paused abruptly halfway through, turned his head suspiciously and asked, "What if ......?"

Bai Zhi immediately interrupted Bai Ting's words, "No case, even if there is a piece of stinky tofu in the letter, the county lord of Zhaoyang will send it directly without blinking, and when the prince gets it, the stinky tofu is as delicious as if it has just come out of the pot." ”

Chunqing nodded, "Go and go back quickly." ”

This is not an exaggeration at all.

Chunqing deeply remembered that it was when she was not out of the cabinet, and once she was very bored with Zhaoyang and mentioned how delicious it was to fry garlic seedlings with Sichuan bacon, Zhaoyang was excited, and immediately salivated and ordered to go down, and the next morning, the authentic Sichuan bacon must be seen in the small kitchen of King An's mansion.

At that time, Chunqing thought that Zhaoyang was just a cruel little joke, but she didn't expect to really receive her invitation the next day to go to King An's Mansion to eat bacon and fried garlic sprouts.

Seeing that there were not only bacon and fried garlic sprouts on the table, but also sliced Sichuan-style sausages, sauced duck, rice noodles and bangbang chicken, Chunqing was immediately shocked, but the shock did not affect the rhythm of her saliva secretion at all.

"Did you really get it?" Sandwiched a piece of authentic Sichuan-style bacon and put it in his mouth, Chunqing sighed.

But Zhaoyang rolled his eyes lightly, looking like Chunqing had never seen the world, and said lightly: "Is this a thing?" The postman in the barracks is hurrying! ”

Her expression was particularly scowling when she spoke.

"You use the postman in the barracks?" At that time, Chunqing and Zhaoyang had just become friends, so of course they didn't dare to really hit her, but asked dumbfounded.

Zhaoyang rolled his eyes again, "Otherwise?" "That's right.

It seems that it is a very common thing to use the postman of the barracks to buy her bacon.

Bai Ting's speed was very fast, Chunqing had just drunk a cup of tea, and the new white peony had not yet been filled, and Bai Ting came back with a peaceful complexion, with a strange and mysterious light on his face.

She couldn't reach the appearance, which made Bai Shao, who had always been calm, tremble, and the water in the teapot in her hand spilled on the ground, steaming up a thick cloud, but fortunately it didn't burn her feet.

And Bai Lu, whose thoughts were in a state of wandering, saw through Bai Ting's red light at a glance, and rushed to Bai Ting in one step, Bai Lu pointed to Bai Ting's face and asked, "Have you eaten pot meat!" ”

Bai Ting was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Bai Lu with an unbelievable and slightly awe-inspiring gaze, and nodded slightly, you can see this.

Bai Zhi was not surprised by Bai Lu's unusual reaction, but Bai Ting's speed really surprised her, if it weren't for the two letters in Bai Ting's hand that were indeed gone, she thought that Bai Ting just walked to the gate and returned.

"Delivered?" Chunqing was also stunned.

You're a little scary so fast, the Anwang Mansion where Zhaoyang lives is a few streets away from the Zhenguo Mansion, you secretly learned spells from Harry Potter.

Teleportation.

"Well, the county lord of Zhaoyang said that the prince will receive the letter tomorrow evening at the latest." Bai Ting ignored the surprise on everyone's faces and said calmly.

After saying that, Bai Ting's eyelids jumped a few times.

The original words of the county lord of Zhaoyang were: Chunqing's little sao hooves are pregnant and can't bear the loneliness, let her rest assured, her lovesick letter will definitely be sent to her lover quickly, and let Song Hui write a reply to her tomorrow evening at the latest to appease her turbulent little spring heart.

And when the county lord of Zhaoyang said this, he was lying on her big bed with a pink warm tent.

Through the hazy warm tent, Bai Shao saw that the county lord of Zhaoyang was rolling in a strange posture.

Coming back from King An's Mansion, Bai Ting's whole person was messy all the way.

Even the pot-wrapped meat that she ate in spring, summer, autumn and winter didn't taste it.

Zhaoyang said that it could be delivered tomorrow evening, and Chunqing was completely relieved, and the next thing to do was a long and difficult wait.

While waiting, Chunqing decided to do something practical and useful.

Go to Yichun Garden to find out the news.

Before receiving Song Hui's reply, Chunqing decided to soak in Yichun Garden from morning to night, never leaving the old lady, so as not to miss something crucial and delay Song Hui's major event.

Carrying the freshly cooked pot wrapped meat, Chunqing supported her waist step by step, and walked towards Yichun Garden with her lovely little Bai Ting's cheerful steps.

The prince is not at home, so she has to use her thin little shoulders to support half the sky.

Chun Qingxiong entered the house in high spirits, the old lady was telling Liu Mama to do things, seeing Chun Qing come in with a ruddy face, the old lady's gloomy and irritable heart seemed to penetrate a few wisps of spring sun.

"Da Lang's daughter-in-law is here." The old lady sighed and said.

Chunqing knew that the old lady was in a bad mood, so she showed a sweet smile and leaned over, "Daughter-in-law Sun made you something delicious." As he spoke, he brought out the pot wrapped meat. I heard Lumei say that you haven't eaten for a day, so I can give my granddaughter-in-law a face and taste it a little. ”

Chunqing not only brought the pot wrapped meat, but also brought japonica porridge, braised duck feet, and assorted side dishes.

Soon the old lady's small kang table was filled with spring green's delicacies, not only the color was good, but the taste was also tempting. (To be continued.) )