King Pan rushed back to the house angrily, sat on the mahogany chair, and the four princesses immediately poured out of their bedrooms, rushing over one after another, all the flowers and branches were charming, like hungry zombies waiting for moistening. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Get out of here!" King Pan was furious, and several bewitching women disappeared in an instant.

He gasped for a while, and suddenly his face was full of laughter, and he shouted, "Someone!"

The Sui guards ran in response, and when they saw the master's yin and yang smiling, they knew that they were angry again, and hurriedly lowered their heads to listen to the order.

"Prepare a sedan chair and go to Hongyue Tower!"

The Sui guards immediately squeezed out an ugly sneer, and whispered: "Lord Wang, I heard that there are two more girls in Hongyue Building, and the prince must like ...... that energy."

King Pan immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva, got up and left the house and rushed to the Qinglou to seek joy.

Eight sedan chairs, with more than a dozen guards outside, appeared on the streets of Beijing, inside the red satin sedan chair, King Pan shook his head and began to hum a small song: the shy little lady in the soft body, the lover under the moon before the flower, tender and tender, itchy and itchy, pour out his heart, containing ......

Suddenly, the sedan chair stopped, and King Pan couldn't help but tilt his body on the edge, and immediately changed color into anger, and opened the curtain only to see a girl blocking the way, and a satin cloth was scattered on the ground. Na Nizi has a beautiful figure, a sad face, although she is not delicate, but her eyes are big, revealing a stubborn energy, and her pouting mouth is even more cute.

Seeing that the guard was about to slap the girl, "Slow!" King Pan jumped down to stop Hongjiao, with a broad look, glared at the guard and shouted, "In broad daylight, how can you do it to the girl, what happened?"

Without waiting for the next person to reply, the girl preemptively said: "This girl is in front, and the adult's delicate son is behind, and she knocked down this girl's silk, but she ignored it, and even wanted to hurt people, how can there be justice?"

King Pan felt a sudden interest, tilted his head to look at the girl and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care, even if you are the prince, you have to apologize and pay me back!" he said, pointing to his dirty satin.

"Okay! hahaha," King Pan was refreshed, and when he saw that someone was about to come around, he hurriedly ordered, "Quick, help the girl pick up the fabric, and go with the girl to her house to pay for the silver." ”

"Yes!" the men busied themselves to gather up the silk and followed the girl into a cloth shop.

This is a small mud house, and it is also the most humble one on the street, and the cloth placed in it is limited, which shows that the girl is short of money, and can only make ends meet.

King Pan pretended to be polite and asked, "May I ask the girl's name?"

"Yashu!" replied Yashu angrily.

This is Yashu, holding silver and wristbands to look for Zhuo Ji everywhere to no avail, where did she know that her sister had already lived in the emperor's courtyard, and in desperation she bought a small room, ran a silk and satin fabric business, and waited for her sister to appear, but although there was a lot of silver, it was really stretched to do business, and she couldn't afford more, and she was naturally squeezed by the big silk village.

King Pan pursed his lips slightly, pointed to the damaged fabric, and asked, "How much silver is this bundle of cloth worth?"

Yashu immediately said with a straight face: "Even if I am unlucky to run back and forth, I will buy this satin fabric for five taels, which is not bad at all." ”

King Pan paced back and forth a few steps, looked at the satin cloth in the whole room, and then said disdainfully: "In this way, your full house of cloth is no more than thirty taels, I will give you sixty taels, and I bought all the silk you have here, and there is only one requirement, that is, I want you to talk to my son......"

"Don't think about it, don't sell it!" Ya Shu glared at King Pan with sharp eyes, "You are a man, you don't know anything about cloth art, you are generous, and you can laugh at the girl's house when you see it for the first time, you will know that it is not a good thing at first glance!"

"Bastard!" Sui Guard shouted angrily, "Do you know that the one standing in front of you is the prince of the dynasty?!"

"Follow our prince, then you will be the princess......"

"Maybe she will be the imperial concubine in the future, haha!"

The guards began to cheer up.

"Shut up!" Although King Pan was happy, he still shouted angrily at everyone, and turned his face to stare at Yashu with a smile, "Yashu girl, this king sees that your livelihood is difficult, if you are good in this business, this king will immediately buy you the largest cloth village in the city, if you are idle, you will go back to the house with this king, ......what do you want?"

"See the prince," Yashu bent down to salute, and then resolutely refused, "Thank you for the prince's love, the little girl is a mortal, how dare she climb high, and I hope that the prince will do it himself, if you take care of the people's daughter, it is better to disperse, and the little girl of the fabric who broke it should not be compensated......"

When King Pan saw it, the woman's salute was even more gratifying, and his heart was even more confused, so he turned his mind to his livelihood, and gave his subordinates a look and ordered: "Let's go, come back another day to apologize to Miss Yashu and pay the silver......"

King Pan is an ape-hearted horse, and he wants to accept this Yashu as a concubine, and his heart is overjoyed, but the emperor in the suburbs is struggling and in danger.

Finally rented a small room in a remote mountain village, Zhuo Ji and others settled down, but life is difficult, on the one hand, there is no memory and almost stupid son, on the other hand, the ignorant child is incapable, all the burden of livelihood falls on Zhuo Ji's head, and the hut only has a narrow bedroom and a wooden couch, so I have to put Bizi in the middle, Niedi and Zhuo Ji sleep together on both sides, it seems that they are a poor and defeated family.

Zhuo Ji repeated everything over and over again since the two met, but the emperor kept shaking his head, and he couldn't recall it at all.

"You guard Meng'er at home, I'll go to the mountains to fetch firewood," Zhuo Ji instructed Emperor Nie, and then ordered Bi Zidao, "Be obedient and don't run around!"

The two also nodded, but it seemed that the son did not have the spirit of Bi Zi, the emperor hurriedly pinched Bi Zi, Bi Zi was obedient, leaned on the emperor's leg, and looked at his mother in distress.

The only livelihood in the whole village is to chop firewood and sell some silver, Zhuo Ji is helpless to follow the Zhuang people into the mountains to collect firewood, there are Engong and Bi'er by her side, you can't abandon it, especially Gongzi, she always has infinite guilt.

After all, it is a woman, how can she have the strength of a man, seeing others returning with a full load, she has just gotten half of it, but these are not enough for tomorrow's meal, the cool breeze of early winter in the distant mountains began to invade the body, she didn't care so much, she still tried her best to chop, until it was close to dusk, it was enough to carry back, pulled out the hemp rope from her waist, passed it under the firewood pile, panted and tied it up, raised it fiercely and bent down, and threw a bundle of firewood behind her shoulder, her left hand crossed her waist and held it down to make a force, and her right hand tightly grasped the hemp rope, and staggered down the mountain。

A generation of imperial concubines, the mother of the crown prince, gritted her teeth and almost staggered, and after a while, she continued to wipe the sweat on her cheeks with her hands, and walked halfway up the mountain, and suddenly found that there were two people walking in front of her, it was Gongzi and Bizi, who must have seen that the sky was dark and that they could not come down to patrol the mountain.

"I'll carry it!" The emperor saw that Zhuo Ji was panting, reached out and grabbed the firewood, and only turned to his back with the help of Zhuo Ji, Zhuo Ji was a little unbearable, but he had no strength, so he had to support the back of the wooden bundle with both hands to relieve some of the burden on the son.

But that is the emperor, since he was a child, he has lived in the palace, brocade clothes and jade food, how can he withstand this heavy firewood, just took a few steps and felt a sore back, a little careless stepped on a stone, knocked out Bizi, and rolled down with Zhuo Ji, the three of them fell under a ridge, and a good bundle of firewood flew out......

Zhuo Ji was very sad, she was a peasant girl and she was not very pitiful, but she was surrounded by a son who responded to every call, and now there was no way to escape. Emperor Nedi was silent, he didn't know the origin of the woman in front of him and himself, he heard the ins and outs of the lady's story, and knew that they were not his wives and children, but he took care of himself so much, and he couldn't help but feel like a knife, so he stood up and looked for the firewood, but it was dark and couldn't see, so he crawled and searched with his hands, and finally, the three of them each carried some dry firewood and leaned on each other back to the earthen house.

"Childe, I've wronged you......" Zhuo Ji looked at the emperor and muttered.

The emperor shook his head and echoed: "Ni wants to thank Mrs. Wen for making you suffer......

Zhuo Ji saw that the wound on the back of the child's hand and wrist was pierced, and there was already blood oozing, so he hurriedly took a piece of clean cloth and wiped it, dipped it in some water, carefully wiped off the dirt around the wound, and then made a few drops of wine to drip onto the wound.

The emperor didn't feel the pain, but his heart warmed, he didn't know the true origin of the woman in front of him, he took care of himself with his son like this, he must be a widow who was living hard, and he couldn't help but hold Zhuo Ji's wrist with his other hand, staring at her with gratitude......

Zhuo Ji only thought about Wentu in her heart, but when she saw the pitiful appearance of her son, she no longer took off her arms and wrists, and asked softly: "Where was Gongzi Ni before he was an official, how old is it, and has anyone in the family forgotten?"

The emperor shook his head with a wry smile, and it seemed that he was also extremely painful, "In the past few days, I have been meditating hard, but I have no impression at all, if it wasn't for you to tell me, I don't know my name, sometimes the more I think about it, but I have a splitting headache, the more uncomfortable it becomes, "Seeing that my wound was bandaged, I stood up and walked to the window, looking at the dark night," Sometimes I think, that's it, anyway, those are in the past, maybe I did something wrong, so it caused such a change, once I think about it, I'm afraid it's even more painful, so it's better, with you, with Meng'er, as long as you can eat, you'll be satisfied......"

Zhuo Ji sighed softly, held Bi Zi, looked at the back of the son, and only got up to cook for a while, but the coarse grains and vegetables were still put on the table, which was very shabby, and the other courtyard was simply very different.

From the next day, the emperor couldn't bear Zhuo Ji tired, as she went deep into the old mountain began to chop wood together, but Zhuo Ji did more, Emperor Ni did less, and stopped panting in a few moments, Zhuo Ji saw pain and laughter, and occasionally stopped to wipe the sweat for the emperor, the two were extremely tired, and they leaned together without any gaps and pondered, one read the text, worried about the prospects, and the other recalled the past that was already blank......