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Can we stop putting gold on our faces! Really good!

The hard-working emperor's subordinates resigned themselves to their fate, and seriously painted the 'Mobao' that could make money for others, while complaining silently in their hearts.

It was still Mobao just now, but it became waste paper in a blink of an eye, and it was still waste paper that had risen in price.

But then again, it's a good way to save some money.

Although the emperor could not openly do business, he could support others behind his back or take shares in certain commercial systems, occasionally resell the items or ink treasures he used with him, and pit those rich merchants with fat brains, and he could earn some silver to help make up for the increasingly empty treasury.

Just like He Xiaoqiao said - the emperor's used things, who buys them, who honors their ancestors, isn't it?

Thinking like this, Jiang Mufeng felt a hint of relief in his eyes, it seems that today is not without gain!

In order not to let his image fall in price, Jiang Mufeng attached great importance to those few pieces of 'waste paper', and thought carefully for a long time, and then rubbed for a long time before he drew four paintings of Meilan Zhuju, and inscribed his own words on them as proof.

He Xiaoqiao doesn't care about him, if there is quality, the quantity can be put aside first. So when the ink was dry, he happily rolled up all four paintings.

The painting is so good-looking, and with the increase in the fame of Jiang Fenghao and Jiang Mufeng's uncle and nephew, it is estimated that a pair can be sold for nearly a thousand taels!

It's a little exciting to think about it this way!

Dinner was naturally eaten in the palace.

Jiang Mufeng, as the landlord, was very generous to let the kitchen get a table full of Han people.

The first time she ate in the palace, He Xiaoqiao was staggered in addition to curiosity, those dishes were too exquisite, even the chopsticks were made of excellent silver, and she couldn't help but want to steal a few sets back.

After dinner, He Xiaoqiao yawned and happily followed Jiang Fenghao with a pile of loot.

Probably felt ashamed that she had gone along with so many things in the first formal meeting, and before leaving, she found out in her conscience, so she turned back and patted Jiang Mufeng's arm, "Mufeng, thank you for your hospitality today." Next time, I'll send you a unique painting to make sure you like it. ”

Jiang Mufeng's original painful appearance was only slightly better.

He Xiaoqiao has been squeezed by Uncle Seventeen for so many years, and when he was so poor that he was dying, he couldn't dig out something good from him by himself, He Xiaoqiao could say this, he was really moved, "Aunt Seventeen, you are really a buddy!" ”

Jiang Fenghao squinted his eyes on the side, "Huh? ”

Jiang Mufeng hurriedly changed his words, "Cough! I am saying that Aunt Seventeen is a bold person and an elder, and she deserves respect. ”

This explains like a lot of words.

So Jiang Fenghao calmly led He Xiaoqiao, whose eyes were shining, back to their nest in the palace.

The starry night was brilliant, the moon hung high in it, and the silvery moonlight sprinkled on the silent palace walls, like a thin veil.

Although it was April, the weather was still a little cool, and the empty space in the palace was even colder at night.

Abandoning the eunuch who led the way, Jiang Fenghao personally held the lantern, pulled the cloak for He Xiaoqiao with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and took her hand and wrapped it in his palm to warm it.

"Lady, are you happy?"

"Happy!"

He Xiaoqiao nodded vigorously, turned his face sideways and said with a smile.

When she laughed, her eyes were crooked, bright like stars in the middle of the night, but they were like warm suns that people couldn't ignore.

Jiang Fenghao's eyes darkened, and he bent down and kissed her on the forehead with a dumb voice, "If you're happy, I'll bring you next time." ”

The masculine kiss fell on her eyebrows, He Xiaoqiao blinked, and the warm and soft touch made her blush uncontrollably.

It's not as fierce as before, and it's not lingering, but it makes her heart tickle like a cat's paw.

Probably this is the legendary moment that is more romantic than kissing!

After living in the palace for two days, He Xiaoqiao never met Jinghe.

It wasn't until I got into the carriage and was about to leave the palace gate that I saw her waiting by the door, and when I saw the carriage, I immediately ran over regardless of the image, and I was very excited to wave my hand at her who was looking out, "Seventeen aunts!" ”

Jiang Fenghao closed his eyes and didn't say anything, He Xiaoqiao thought about it, then opened the car door and simply pulled her up, and teased casually, "I thought you didn't want to come out to see me!" ”

Jinghe was still carrying a food box in his hand, sweating profusely, first shouted Jiang Fenghao, and then leaned over to He Xiaoqiao's side, "Seventeen aunts, you misunderstood me, I have done a lot of homework in the past two days, and I finally finished it, so I let my mother let me go out of the palace to play for a few days." ”

He Xiaoqiao took out the embroidery that she almost forgot and handed it to her, motioning for her to wipe her sweat first, "I'm really embarrassed for you." ”

At her age, she's probably going to go to high school in modern times, right? What's more, she is still a princess of a country, so it's no wonder that her schoolwork is heavy.

"The queen mother doesn't care about me, Taifu hates it the most." Jinghe pouted and said, and suddenly remembered something, took the food box that was put aside just now, opened the lid, and looked very excited, "By the way, Aunt Seventeen, I learned a few pastries from the imperial chef some time ago, these were made in the morning, help me try it?" ”

Jinghe is quite talented in making desserts, He Xiaoqiao was very relieved, and picked a sweet cake made in the shape of a leaf and took a bite, thinking that it tasted good, so he took one and handed it to Jiang Fenghao, signaling him to try it too.

Jiang Fenghao tasted it lightly, and gave a pertinent evaluation to the face, "Not bad." ”

"It's really good." He Xiaoqiao nodded in agreement, and his subordinates didn't stop trying another thing, "It's just a little sweet, you can put less honey in the future." ”

Jinghe nodded again and again to indicate that she understood.

When the group returned to the palace, it was already past noon.

He Xiaoqiao made Jiang Fenghao miserable last night, he already had a sore back, and it was nap time, so he simply washed up and went back to his room to sleep.

Jiang Fenghao nested in her room for a while, massaged her back diligently, and waited until she fell asleep before getting up and going to the study.

It was past noon, and most of the people in the house were looking for a place to take a nap, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, everything was quiet.

Jiang Fenghao pushed open the door and asked Ying Tong to bring a pot of hot tea for himself, while sitting down behind the desk.

I picked up the pen in my hand, but I didn't raise my head and asked, "Are you back?" How's it going? ”

"The prince guessed right, they did move on the road."

As the words fell, a tall figure walked out from the shadow of the corner of the house, and it was Leng Qianshan, who had not appeared for many days.

What was expected, Jiang Fenghao was naturally not a little surprised, "Continue to stare over there, pay more attention to Hu Yanxu's movements, and be sure to find out which side he is on." ”

Leng Qianshan nodded, "My subordinates understand." ”

"Let's go down."

Leng Qianshan replied expressionlessly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Jiang Fenghao suddenly called out to him, and his gaze moved from the file in his hand, "What about her?" ”

Leng Qianshan thought for a while before he realized who Jiang Fenghao was talking about, "Don't worry, the emperor has arranged people in a secret place, and he has also sent Imperial Doctor Hu to see it, but it's ......"

He paused, and then said, "The doctor said that he was poured molten iron, and his throat was injured too badly, and there was no way to treat it." ”

Jiang Fenghao's expression was indifferent, his slender fingertips tapped twice on the table, and then returned to the pile of files, "Since that's the case, then forget it." Find a few tight-mouthed mothers-in-law to serve. ”

Leng Qianshan still had a paralyzed face, nodded solemnly, and turned to leave.

When he woke up, it was almost dusk, He Xiaoqiao got up, and after washing up, he got used to walking to the kitchen naturally.

Jinghe was already waiting over there, with her Suo'er, and the two of them were gesturing with a basket of freshly delivered crabs outside the kitchen, and from time to time curiously poked the crabs twice with reeds.

Seeing He Xiaoqiao passing, Jinghe took the lead in standing up and happily grabbed her hand, "Aunt Seventeen, I also want to learn to be a drunken crab!" ”

"Do you want to eat, not learn?" He Xiaoqiao teased her, turned her head to look at the crabs, stretched out her hand to pick them, and was very satisfied, "The batch that was drunk before should be able to open the altar today, get some rice wine at night and try the taste together." ”

Signaling Suo'er to wash the crabs with Cailian, He Xiaoqiao rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

Drunken crabs can be made slowly, and dinner must be settled first. From noon to now, she has been hungry for a long time, and the few pastries she ate just now can't fill her stomach at all.

Dinner is a classic white rice with sweet and sour squirrel fish, plus a large pot of squirrel, salt and pepper pork ribs, and hot and sour radish soup.

Although the dishes are small, they are all very generous and absolutely filling.

In addition, of course, there is also a freshly baked highlight - rice wine with drunken crab.

The rice wine is warmed, and when put together with the drunken crab with delicate meat and sweet aroma, the taste is so fresh that it is simply amazing.

Jinghe ate two by himself, and then chased He Xiaoqiao to pack the rest back to the palace, and let Jiang Fenghao, who had always protected food, throw it out of the door.

In the end, he simply ran to brush the crabs, ready to follow He Xiaoqiao to learn, do it himself, and have enough food and clothing!

As a result, because she didn't know how to catch crabs, she ran away several times when she brushed half of the crabs, and had to chase all over the ground, and even once almost pinched her fingers, but fortunately, the white head on the side quickly unloaded the crab claws, which did not make a cup.

"Stinky white hair, this time the princess owes you, but don't think I'll thank you." Jing He held his fingers with palpitations, although his eyes were full of feelings, he refused to admit defeat, "For the sake of your meritorious rescue, our previous accounts will be written off." ”

Bent down to catch the wounded crab back and throw it into the basket, unceremoniously took the brush in her hand, squatted down where she was sitting, and pulled the corners of her mouth rarely, revealing a rare smile, "...... Catching crabs is skillful, you better go back to the room and sit, I'll just come. ”

Jinghe was stunned for a moment, and then exploded, "Are you looking down on this princess?" ”

Bai Shou turned his head, took another brush and handed it to her, without explanation, only a simple sentence, "Then come and compare?" ”

Jinghe puffed out his cheeks and glared at him a few times, but in the end, his unyielding temperament prevailed, and he moved a stool and sat down beside him, "Compare and compare, who is afraid of whom!" ”

He Xiaoqiao, who was sitting at the door and sipping melon seeds for Ah Fu Shun Mao, saw this, and only wanted thirty-two likes to be presented to Bai Shou on the spot.

I can't see that he is sullen and sullen, and he has a good way of chasing women, combining rigidity and softness, and he uses the method of agitation well.

I heard that Jiang Fenghao's family had a sister who had been desperate for love before, married as a princess to be a butcher in a remote mountain village, and loved her husband for a lifetime, and in the end, the husband and wife died together, buried in the same mound and shared a tombstone.

If Jinghe is also interested in him, then Bai Shou is likely to be able to hold the beauty after Hong Fang.

She, who is a boss and an elder, is absolutely happy to see it happen!