"Your Majesty."

Jiang Churan saw that Mu Yizhu had a smile on his face, and his eyes like autumn water were slightly bent: "Aiqing, get up." ”

"Aiqing hasn't eaten yet, you can taste the peach blossom cake sent by the imperial dining room." Jiang Churan pushed a plate of pastries forward as he spoke, and Yun Zhi, who was standing on the side, brought the plate to Mu Yizhu: "Lord Mu, please." ”

Mu Yizhu looked at the pastry in front of her, and then looked at the little emperor who was smiling warmly, swallowed his saliva, pinched a small cake from the plate, and took a bite under Jiang Churan's expectant gaze.

"Does it taste good?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the world is delicious." She said with a sincere face, "It's a little better than Grandma Mu's pastries." ”

This is the second time Jiang Churan has heard the person "Grandma Mu" from her mouth, and she said with a smile: "Is it just a little bit?" Then I have a chance to try your Grandma Mu's craftsmanship. ”

Mu Yizhu heard Jiang Churan's affirmation of Grandma Mu, and the expression on his face softened: "Grandma will be very happy, she can be appreciated by Your Majesty, and Grandma will blow it for the rest of her life." ”

Jiang Churan looked at the person in front of him, just a piece of pastry and a promise that he didn't know if he would be fulfilled, and he bent his eyes happily, and suddenly felt sour in his heart: "Aiqing, you have suffered hardship." ”

Hearing this, Mu Yizhu was obviously stiff, and her sudden concern made her panic, but when she looked up at Jiang Churan's eyes that revealed her true feelings, her heart was slammed, and tears appeared in her eyes, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "It's not bitter." ”

"It was His Majesty who gave the minister a third life." The first time was the biological parents, the second time was Grandma Mu, and the third time was Jiang Churan.

Jiang Churan waved his hand: "Aiqing is serious, you can stand in front of me today by relying on your true talent and learning, what does it have to do with me." ”

Mu Yizhu raised her head suddenly, there were tears in her eyes, but her tone was firm: "Without His Majesty's policy, the minister will not be able to stand above the court no matter what." ”

This time, Jiang Churan was silent, she didn't know that she was just continuing the imperial examination system of the previous dynasty but it had such an effect: "Aiqing, if there are imperial examinations every year, can you suffer less?" ”

Mu Yizhu didn't know that she had never told the world about her life experience, first, she didn't want the world to sing the praises of her suffering, and they really didn't know how much they admired and pitied her. Moreover, they have not experienced it, so how can they talk about empathy? It's not for the sake of leaving a name in history......

After a long time, when asked again, she could only answer the emperor, "The minister has already swallowed the pain." ”

Jiang Churan walked up to her, took out a square handkerchief from his arms, and was about to wipe her tears, so frightened that Mu Yizhu hurriedly took a step back: "The minister doesn't dare." ”

Jiang Churan didn't force it, and handed her the handkerchief: "Wipe it, the people outside will say that I am bullying you." ”

Mu Yizhu's outstretched hand hesitated for a moment before taking it, but he just wiped it with his sleeve: "Your Majesty, the minister is not uncomfortable, but I don't know how to talk about it today, which makes Your Majesty laugh." ”

Jiang Churan looked at her stubborn and pitiful appearance and said, "I will protect you in the future, just like protecting the people of the world." ”

Mu Yizhu raised a smile on his face again: "Your Majesty, call the ministers today, there should be something else." ”

Being reminded like this, Jiang Churan remembered his business and asked, "How did you check my accounts?" ”

Mu Yizhu replied: "The greatest income from the industry under His Majesty's account comes from the restaurants and silk shops in the capital, because most of the guests are high-ranking officials and nobles, each with an annual income of 100,000 taels of silver, and the income from the fields is the least, and most of the fields are sold to the landless poor peasants in the Gyeonggi area at a price of 500 copper coins, although the number of fields is relatively large, but only more than 1,000 taels of income per year. And ......"

Jiang Churan heard the number she reported, and a mouthful of peach blossom cakes couldn't go up or down: "It's only more than a thousand taels!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jiang Churan swallowed the peach blossom cake with difficulty: "Let's go, I am the son of heaven, and I am the food and clothing parents of the world, more than a thousand taels will be more than a thousand taels." ”

Mu Yizhu took out a piece of paper from his arms, Yun Zhi stepped forward to take it, and presented it to Jiang Churan, she continued: "This is a very promising industry that Yao Xiang has not been involved in much, but it is very promising in the future, there are rouge shops and pastry shops, there is a shop in the south of the capital that only cooks, and only makes ten dishes a day, but because of the delicious dishes, it is often difficult to find a dish for ten gold, and the pastry shop can also follow this idea, and the minister estimates that he can earn one hundred and ten taels of gold every year." ”

"Nanshi? I don't know how it compares to the imperial dish? Jiang Churan looked thoughtful.

"Your Majesty wants to taste it?"

Jiang Churan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I can't eat things outside the palace." ”

"Aiqing, step aside first, and let Changming take you to receive the reward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Churan was moved by what Mu Yizhu said, looking at the piece of paper, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden, and when Mu Yizhu retreated, her smile was withdrawn, looking at her back thoughtfully.

Jiang Churan handed the paper to Yun Zhi, Yun Zhi carefully collected it, and said with a smile: "Lord Mu really deserves His Majesty's favor for her, and she is really beautiful. ”

Jiang Churan didn't speak until the end, and his tone was light: "It's just the emperor's control technique." ”

Yun Zhi was silent, but she had just seen distress in the emperor's eyes.

……

Mu Yizhu came out of the palace, got into the carriage, and when there was no one around, she opened her palm, which was the peach blossom cake that she had bitten a little bit of, took out her own handkerchief from her arms, and wrapped it carefully.

Her eyes fell on the Supa that Jiang Churan handed her, which was embroidered with a peach blossom that bloomed openly, thinking that there was also a peach blossom around her neck, thinking that His Majesty really liked peach blossoms.

Mu Yizhu thought that His Majesty's eyes were very beautiful, and there seemed to be a green sun with grass growing and warblers flying in them, and today's beautiful eyes were full of emotions because of her, and as soon as she thought of this, a piece of food rose from the bottom of her heart, burning her heart.

"Go to South City."

Mu Yizhu sighed, he didn't know what to think of, and his expression had a trace of pity.

She deliberately let the groom drive past Nanshi, the hand of the cocoon lifted the corner of the bamboo basket, looked at the shop called "Talking Food", a pair of too quiet eyes stared at those well-dressed little servants holding treasure-like dishes and walked out, those people's big belts were embroidered with Ma Teng pattern, if she was not mistaken, it was the Du family's family crest.

The bamboo basket was put down, she knew that the wealth of the four clans in the capital was monstrous, and she never thought that it would be luxurious so much, but a wooden sign had to be offered with dozens of gold offerings.

I heard that General Du Fengmin was the most thrifty and honest during his lifetime, and he didn't want to be offered up by gold and jade after death, and even the shrine was made of huanghuali wood transported back from Baiyue, and the luxury was not lost compared to the royal ancestral hall, and the descendants of the Du family also had a reputation as a "filial son", she shook her head and said in a deep voice to the outside: "Go home." ”

Whether it is Jiang Junlan or Jiang Churan, they are too indulgent to the Du family, those who have always been unbearable for the emperor, but the two of them are extremely tolerant, making people wonder if it is really because of General Du's immortal achievements, but there are not a few courtiers who have made great achievements throughout the ages, and there are also examples of people who are proud of their merits in this dynasty, but the Du family is an exception, which is really strange.

And on the side of the Du family ancestral hall, Du Tingwei looked at Du Xuanye, who was directing the servants to place the offerings, and gritted her teeth for a while, but he was still talking to Du Tianruo as if no one was around.

"Little sister, this is what my brother ordered from half a month ago, and it is full of hardware."

Du Tianruo stared at those offerings, with salivation in his eyes, and he didn't know when he would be able to eat such a delicacy at a family banquet: "Why is my brother so expensive?" ”

Hearing this, Du Xuanye also felt a pain in his flesh: "I don't know, but this boss has a strange temperament, and it may be at this price." ”

Du Qianwei beckoned, and Chen Ping, the housekeeper of Du Mansion, stepped forward: "Son-in-law, what do you command?" ”

"Shut up the private treasury of the head of the family, and you will not be allowed to pay him more than one hundred taels of silver taels without my permission in the future."

Chen Ping looked at Du Xuanye, who was unaware in the distance, and hesitated in his tone: "This ......"

Du Tianwei's tone was directly cold: "Do you have any questions?" ”

"Slaves don't dare." What other doubts can he have, although this eldest son is the head of the family, but all the affairs in the house depend on the eldest lady, and he only hopes that the head of the family will not be angry with him.

Du Tingwei nodded, directly crossed the brother and sister, entered the ancestral hall, took three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner, and then knelt down on the futon and bowed three times. She looked at Du Fengmin's tablet, her face was respectful, but she was a little sad in her heart: Why did the father leave his daughter two fools?

Two fools out there: Father is blessed.