"Exactly," Jiang Fuguang continued, "These two incense are enshrined as holy relics in the Tianzhu Kingdom, and they are very precious, specializing in invigorating blood and regulating qi, compatible with each other, and nourishing the body and containing the power of the gods. ”

"No wonder, when I summoned the general a few days ago, I saw that he was in good spirits," Emperor Nanxing smiled, obviously very happy, "No wonder you look at him differently." ”

The performance hall was very lively, and from time to time there was a burst of cheers.

Queen Lin stretched her ears, and only heard some vague words, but she didn't hear what they said clearly.

Seeing His Majesty smiling, it was obvious that he didn't care about the eldest princess of a country, and she had secret contacts with protons from other countries.

This time the calculation was in vain.

The spring search lasted for five days, and Emperor Nanxing returned to Beijing with the minister of civil and military affairs.

On the second day after returning to Beijing, the princess of Changjun came to the door.

Jiang Fuguang knew why she came, and went out to greet her with a smile.

Xu, the princess of Changjun, was born in the Xu family, a great family in Huizhou, and the lintel of the Xu family was glorious, and she set up a academy in the local area, and was very famous for connecting with the local scholars.

"I haven't seen Aunt Wang for many days, how is Aunt Wang doing lately?" Seeing Princess Changjun get down from the carriage, Jiang Fuguang stepped forward to help her.

The princess of Changjun is not in good health, and usually lives in the mansion, rarely walking outside.

The princess of Changjun was thin, her face was beautiful, but her temperament was dull, she looked a little cold, she wore a blue-gray twig patterned dress, combed a simple bun, fixed it with a pear blossom wood hairpin, and wore an emerald jade bracelet on her wrist, so there were no other accessories.

"You are worried, it's still the same, but it's you," she smiled slightly, looking elegant and beautiful, and patted the back of Jiang Fuguang's hand, "I heard that I was sinned in Xishan, and my health is better?" ”

The two of them could get in, Jiang Fuguang smelled that there was a smell of sandalwood on her body, and the princess of Changjun worshiped the Buddha and set up a Buddhist hall in the palace, and her body was also contaminated with the fragrance of sandalwood.

"It's all right." She replied with a smile, and helped the Changjun Wangfu to the flower gallery in front of the weeping flower gate, "You came to see me." ”

The two of you came and went, and said a lot of kind words, and the princess of Changjun said what she meant.

"Come here today, in addition to coming to see you," she couldn't help sighing, her expression was helpless, "It's also because of my uncompetitive daughter, who came to compensate you." ”

What is said is that the county lord of Changle was in the Xishan camp, and in front of the public, he was taught by Jiang Fuguang, and he was demoted by His Majesty, and changed from the county lord to the county lord.

"Aunt Wang's words are serious," Jiang Fuguang's smile faded, "Everyone is a relative, and they all shed the same blood, let him go over the past." ”

The county lord of Changle has already been punished, so there is no need to hold it.

"I know that you are generous, and I still care about your feelings, but," Princess Changjun's face was a little gloomy, "Changle, this child, is indeed too disagreeable, as soon as I returned to Beijing yesterday, your Uncle Changjun ordered someone to invite a female official from the palace, and detained her at home to learn the rules, when to learn the rules well, when to come out to meet people again." ”

"That's right," Jiang Fuguang was a little surprised, "It seems that for a while, I can't see her." ”

Princess Changjun also looked guilty: "My health is not very good, and I usually lack education for Changle, and I have raised her arrogant temperament now, which makes your sisters have a gap, after all, it is not me who is a mother." ”

The lord of Changle County is playing with the rights and wrongs of protons, and chewing is the tongue of the heavenly family.

My father was displeased when he heard this, not only to protect her, but because of Changle's inappropriate words, he immediately demoted his position, or should he treat this as a trivial matter?

But the words 'sisters' characterize this matter as a discord between sisters, and the big things are turned into small things, and the small things are turned into small things.

"If you want me to say, you just think too much, and that's why you're tired." Jiang Fuguang never mentioned the words of the county lord of Changle.

Princess Changjun came over to apologize is true, and she said that her daughter is not, it is one thing, which round to get her, an outsider said.

"It is human nature to raise a child who is 100 years old and often worries about 99." Princess Changjun seemed to be chatting with her, and she was also emotional.

"You still have to take care of your own body, so that you have the energy to worry about your children." Jiang Fuguang smiled warmly.

Princess Changjun couldn't help laughing: "Where did you come from, the little padded jacket, I can't complain that Your Majesty loves you so much, Gai Ming'er should really let Changle study hard with you." ”

Jiang Fuguang smiled silently, the daughter of the family cultivated by the family, always has a deep meaning in her words and deeds, and every sentence is just right.

Let Changle study hard with you——

This is really just a kind word, it is impossible for Princess Changjun to let her daughter come to her eyes to dislike people, let alone let her daughter be cheaply treated by outsiders.

A warm sentence expressed what happened to the Xishan camp between the king and his wife of Changjun, and there was no mustard at all, everyone was still relatives, and they were still close to each other as before.

Changle also knew that he was wrong, and he was willing to be taught, and this matter was over.

Word for word, point to point.

Never say a word too much, annoying.

After sending off the princess of Changjun, Jiang Fuguang returned to the main hall, and Yingluo came to report: "The princess of Changjun brought a lot of gifts, some special products from Huizhou, as well as many precious spices and medicinal materials, and some rare ancient books and paintings, pearls and jade gems, etc., about a car." ”

It's a big deal.

The gift is also exquisite, the specialty of Huizhou is not necessarily the most precious, but Yingluo mentioned it first, it can be seen that the other party's gift list, this is in the first place, send a specialty, send is the affection between relatives.

Send spices and medicinal herbs, and send them to their liking.

Ancient books of calligraphy and painting, sent is elegant, Huizhou Xu is famous for teaching and educating talents, well-known ancient books of calligraphy and painting do not know how much, there is also a vague meaning.

On the contrary, the jewels and gemstones have become the most inconsequential, and they are used to make up the numbers.

"Among them, there is a box of Huizhou Tongyan Hui ink, which is the rarest." Yingluo added.

"It's very rare." Jiang Fuguang was a little surprised, Tongyan Hui ink is the least produced and the most top-notch ink in Hui ink.

It takes at least three years to make a batch of tung smoke emblem ink.

And Tongyan Hui ink, is also a medicinal ink, both health, prolonging the effect of life, its ink fragrance and the function of refreshing the mind, used for writing often both the mind and the mind, and thousands of years of immortality.

The best Tongyan emblem ink has been paid tribute to the palace.

Ordinary pieces are rare, and the princess of Changjun sent a box of six pieces of ink, which is about the accumulation of the Xu family in Huizhou.

"I've sent it, so I'll keep it!" The princess of Changjun is willing to spend her blood because she hopes that Jiang Fuguang can completely calm things down, otherwise the matter of the county lord of Changle will not be finished.

It's fair to take people's money and give them away from disasters.

At this time, Mu Guifei learned that her daughter was assassinated in the hunting ground, disappeared all night, and almost died, as if she thought of the picture of a miscarriage fifteen years ago, and immediately covered her chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

(End of chapter)