After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

In the past few days, shopkeeper Hu has never closed his mouth.

Since the Hundred Flowers Festival, after many people left their names, they have sent out twenty or thirty invitations. Shopkeeper Hu and his staff traveled among the officials of the Beijin family and sold more than 50 pieces of cloth at once.

After careful calculation, the income in these few days alone was 3 taels.

"Master, you still have a way. Not only did our Nanhonglou find the right way, but we also made more money." Shopkeeper Hu said with a smile.

Liu Yunxiang felt a little uneasy. Although Xue Yunjin's words were out of jealousy, they did make sense.

"Shopkeeper Hu, if you want silk and satin directly, you can arrange for the clerk to deliver it to the customer today. If you want custom-made clothes, you can also arrange for the master to measure the customer's size as soon as possible, and then make it and deliver it to the customer's house as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

After Liu Yunxiang gave instructions to Shopkeeper Hu, he walked out of the store and saw that there were still many customers coming in and out of the other three shops. Obviously, the booming business of Nanhonglou did not affect them. After all, the customer groups were different.

The shopkeeper next door came out and nodded kindly to her, and Liu Yunxiang smiled back.

At this time, a carriage stopped in front of the gate of Nanhonglou. Murong Zhixi was helped out of the carriage by two maids.

"Yunxiang!"

Liu Yunxiang stepped forward, took Murong Zhixi's hand, and led her to the backyard.

"Why are you here today?"

"Princess Jing'an's birthday is coming soon. She really likes my clothes, so I thought of giving her a gold threaded moon as a birthday gift."

Liu Yunxiang smiled: "Your birthday gift is a good one!"

"It has to be your Nanhonglou silk and satin."

The two of them chatted and laughed and came to the backyard. Liu Yunxiang prepared refreshments. Seeing that the two maids were always guarding Murong Zhixi, he asked Zijin to take them to the second floor in front to have refreshments.

The two maids were originally unwilling to go, but it was Murong Zhixi's words that prompted them to go.

"Yunxiang, do you have something to tell me?" Murong Zhixi asked.

Liu Yunxiang first poured a cup of tea for Murong Zhixi, and then said: "That day in the Banyan Garden, Mrs. Murong asked you why you beat the maid she gave you as a dowry. Do you think there is anything wrong?"

Murong Zhixi thought for a moment and said, "Are you trying to say that that maid and I are not of the same mind?"

Liu Yunxiang laughed. Of course, the maid and her were not of the same mind. There was nothing to say.

"I taught the maid a lesson on your behalf, and then we left the house and went to the Banyan Garden. When we saw Madam Murong, she already knew what happened in your house. This speed is not unpleasant."

Murong Zhixi thought carefully and her face darkened, "That's why she planted an spy in my house."

Liu Yunxiang nodded: "But Princess, to put it mildly, this matter is just because your mother was afraid that you would escape her control, so she arranged for someone to monitor you. But to put it more seriously, the Chief Assistant's Mansion is spying on you, Prince Ying's Mansion! "

Murong Zhixi trembled and her face immediately turned pale.

"Surveillance on the palace?"

"There are many parties in the imperial court, and there are undercurrents surging inside. As the Princess of England, what you can do is to clean up the palace, both for you and the King of England."

Liu Yunxiang didn't know much about the affairs of the Northern Jin Dynasty, so he could only remind Murong Zhixi that he was here.

Murong Zhixi took her hand and said fearfully: "I will clean up the palace when I get back. The King of England is coming back soon. I have to make him feel at ease."

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "Don't be too hasty, lest things are not done carefully."

The two talked for a while, and then they talked about Han Zhao.

"It was said that half of Han Zhao's face was rotten and he was in excruciating pain. The general quickly went to the palace and asked the imperial doctor to remove the rotten flesh. He was able to save his life, but his face must have been ruined. Tsk tsk, I don't even dare Wonder what it would be like.”

Liu Yunxiang took a sip of tea. To her, it only sounded like relief. Who asked him to humiliate Yan Mu?

"I also heard that the reason why Han Zhao was so seriously injured was because someone had put poison on Princess Changning's whip. The person who poisoned her was a woman who was dressed as a maid that day."

Liu Yunxiang's hand shook, and some tea in the tea cup sloshed out.

"Really? Can they see that person clearly?"

"No, neither of them paid attention to this little maid at that time. Therefore, although the court attached great importance to it and ordered the Jingzhao Mansion to conduct a strict investigation, they still had no clue."

Liu Yunxiang exhaled slowly. She kept her head lowered at that time. The two of them were arguing fiercely, so no one paid attention to her.

"By the way, who is this Princess Changning?"

"She, her father is the King of Dingxi, the only king with a different surname in Beijin, who is stationed in Xizhou. This Princess Changning is a heroine in our Beijin. She has been on the battlefield many times. At a young age, she has made great achievements. Little military merit.”

Liu Yunxiang supported his chin with his hand. From what Han Zhao said, Princess Changning and Yan Mu should have had a head-on confrontation, and Princess Changning lost. She liked men who were stronger than her, and they may have had some interactions later, and she fell in love with Yan Mu.

And Han Zhao has always been unhappy with Yan Mu, more or less because of jealousy.

After sending Murong Zhixi away, Liu Yunxiang glanced at the sun and hurried out and ran towards the intersection. But before she got there, she saw Yan Mu.

In front of a steamed bun shop, Chongming held Yan Mu's arm and refused to let go.

"Master, I want to eat steamed buns!"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat steamed buns!"

"Master, buy it for me quickly!"

Chongming had a wooden sword behind him. Yan Mu made it for him and tricked him into saying it was a magic weapon.

After Chongming got it, he stabbed himself twice with the wooden sword, "Isn't this just a wooden sword?"

Yan Mu said expressionlessly: "When you master the magic skill, you will understand the mystery of this wooden sword."

"really?"

"Ah."

Liu Yunxiang was present at the time and had a hard time holding back his laughter. From there, Chongming carried the wooden sword on his back. He practiced hard as the sun rose in the morning, until the scorching sun at noon, and then at midnight.

It's just that the magic skill Yan Mu taught him was to meditate with concentration, to draw Qi into the body, and to sink Qi into the Dantian. In short, he just didn't talk, didn't make a fuss, and just sat like a wooden pillar.

The corners of the beggar's mouth twitched and he said: "Lao Qi's magical skill was taken from a martial arts storybook. It's really a shame."

"I have no money." Yan Mu said in his usual indifferent voice.

"Master!" Chongming refused, as if Yan Mu wouldn't buy it for him, and he would throw a tantrum.

The boss of the bun shop stood at the door and said with some helplessness: "If you two don't buy it, can you get out of this place? I still have to do business!"

Yan Mu looked at the reluctant Chongming and looked up at the boss, "I have no money."

"If you don't have money, leave now!"

Yan Mu was a little at a loss. Looking at the hot buns, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually stretched out his hand.

"Hey, you still want to steal the buns!"

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly ran over and threw the silver to the boss, "We want this drawer, and two more bowls of mutton soup."

"Are these two idiots from your family?" the boss asked.

Liu Yunxiang's face sank, "Boss, you have to be sweet-mouthed when doing business, and don't be mean-mouthed."

The boss wasn't angry either. He chuckled and said, "Okay, you three can sit down."

Liu Yunxiang took Yan Mu to sit aside, and then he realized that there was another person behind them, a little girl wearing cotton clothes, with disheveled hair and a dirty face.

"Baozi, Yue'er wants to eat buns."

Before Liu Yunxiang could say anything, Chongming quickly pulled the little girl over and sat down.

"Sister, brother finally found you!"