Leisurely Daily [System]

Mrs. Zhao's father failed in business the year before last, and the family situation was once bad. Although it gradually improved, her father seemed to have been greatly stimulated by that incident. Since half a year ago, his former gentleness has disappeared. , became more and more irritable, sometimes he would get angry over a small matter, and he gradually became arrogant. In the past six months, he had offended many friends, but he didn't know it, and he took himself seriously. Money was not restrained for a time, and it always looked very excited, and the time to sleep was much less.

Because of this, Mrs. Zhao's mother made a fuss about reconciling with her father. Mrs. Zhao felt that his father was abnormal and seemed to be a completely different person. At least she persuaded him to see the doctor and took medicine a few times, but the situation was different. Not at all.

Just last time, her father had the cheek to attend a flower viewing banquet. At the banquet, the host exhibited a pot of Zhishui flowers. In the past, in such a lively atmosphere, her father had already excitedly started to talk Thoughts about my own point of view, but that day, his father sat there quietly the whole time, and when others talked to him curiously, his responses were all normal, as if he was that gentle middle-aged man again.

After Mrs. Zhao heard what happened that day, she hurriedly asked the host of the banquet, and learned about Zhishuihua and the effect of Zhishuihua from the banquet host, but she didn't know where to buy this kind of flower at that time, because the pot of the banquet host , It was also bought from others with a lot of money.

However, she felt that the flower looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.But, sometimes it's just a little bit worse, but I can't remember it.

By chance, Mrs. Zhao and her friends went shopping in Jiaoyan Pavilion, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw a potted flower placed on the counter. Isn't it the Zhishui flower she was looking for so hard!No wonder she felt familiar, she had seen it a few times before, but the flowers were in a small pot, and the flowers were ordinary and inconspicuous, and they were placed randomly. Usually, people like them who came to buy things would focus on the goods. , This flower is skipped at a glance, how much impression can it have.

So there was the scene Jiang Fan saw when he came in.

Except for the Zhishui flowers cultivated by Jiang Fan, Gu Fangqiu brought some to decorate the store, and the others were kept at home, and one pot was not sold.The Zhishui flower in the hand of the banquet host should have flowed out of Boss Xiao's hand.

Of course, there should be more than one pot of Zhishuihua in Boss Xiao's hands, and someone else got it.Gu Fangqiu said that since the end of last year, someone came to buy flowers from her. At first, they planned to buy all the flowers in her shop, but Gu Fangqiu did not agree. Later, more people came to ask, and there were a few Gu Changqings among them. In order to maintain the friendly relationship between the two parties, Gu Fangqiu half-sold and half-given some of the officials who needed to make good friends. In the end, there was only such a pot left, which couldn't stand Mrs. Zhao's pestering, so she also sold it.

After hearing the whole story, Jiang Fan felt that Mrs. Zhao's father must be suffering from mania, so he said to Gu Fangqiu: "In March, Miao San and the others will bring soldiers to drink tea and sell it. I see that Mrs. Zhao's family is not If you are short of money, you can tell her that you can buy some tea for his father to drink every day."

Scholars drink tea in one month of picking and recuperating for one month. They can get nearly [-] catties of dry tea in one month of picking.

Since the scent of Zhishuihua can soothe the symptoms of Mrs. Zhao's father, then drinking tea should also be useful. If you use it together, the effect will be good.

Gu Fangqiu nodded to indicate that he had written it down.

Jiang Fan asked Gu Fangqiu how much the flowers were sold for just now, and when he learned that a pot would cost at least 500 taels, Jiang Fan smiled.

Boss Xiao should be the only one doing this business to make money with Zhishuihua, and it should have made him a lot of money.Jiang Fan didn't intend to make money by selling Chili Splash at first, because at that time, the effect of Chili Splash was at most similar to that of a big guy eating a bitter gourd, such as reducing anger, but now it seems that it has a great effect on mania. The good effect was beyond Jiang Fan's expectation.

That being the case, of course, the more water-stopping flowers, the better.

Before Jiang Fan left the shop, he asked Gu Fangqiu: "Cousin, do you really have no pots of flowers here?" Because he didn't pay much attention to Zhishui flowers before, the gift he brought to the little emperor this time didn't even have a pot of Zhishui flowers .

Gu Fangqiu smiled and said, "I kept a few pots in the study of the small house. If you want them, I'll ask someone to bring them to you."

Jiang Fan cupped his fists mischievously, "Then I'll trouble my cousin, and have someone send it to the palace, just two pots, and I'll go for a walk on the mountain."

"Go."

At this time of early spring, the mountain flowers should be in full bloom in March, but there is no seasonal restriction on Guishou Mountain. Therefore, this year's youth outing in Beijing is much earlier than last year. They were young girls in thin jackets.

Guishou Mountain, which covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, has tens of thousands of system coins falling into Jiang Fan's pockets every day. It is the largest source of so many system coins in Jiang Fan's hands, and it provides Jiang Fan with a lot of confidence .Because of his wealth and wealth, since the beginning of the year, Jiang Fan has added all the non-native plane plants currently planted to the catalog, which is really true at all.

For Jiang Fan who stayed in Lishan Village and could see large snowflakes every day, the scenery of Guishou Mountain couldn't make him as shocked as other first-timers.But the scenery is so beautiful that people feel relaxed and happy. Jiang Fan strolled in the sea of ​​flowers for a while, and then went straight down the mountain.

Zhuangzi is usually in charge of Gu Fangqiu's management, so he doesn't need to worry too much, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't go to see it, he is still rushing back to have lunch with Guan Xiujin.

Guan Xiujin went to the palace in the morning, and when Jiang Fan came back, he was there.

"Are you having fun?" Guan Xiujin sat in the pavilion, and when he saw Jiang Fan appearing, he raised his hand at him.

Jiang Fan liked his appearance the most, as if he couldn't wait to see him, he walked over quickly, put his hand in Guan Xiujin's palm, and they sat together with their knuckles clasped.

Jiang Fan's mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and he said one set of happy words, "It's better to be happy with you."

Guan Xiujin smiled slightly, and said, "Shicai, your cousin sent two pots of flowers." He had seen those flowers in Jiang Fan's study and bedroom, and there were many on the Guanyu Building, so he was no stranger to them.

Jiang Fan hummed, "Take it for me first, and bring it into the palace together tomorrow."

Guan Xiujin: "Just now, I resolutely wanted to come with me to see you."

Jiang Fan's empty hand was almost waving afterimages, "Don't! I'll go see him." Although Jiang Fan can call the little emperor by his name when he is thick-skinned in private, this is the era of imperial power after all. , the other party is the emperor, not Guan Xiujin, how dare he be so casual with him as he is with Guan Xiujin.

Guan Xiujin held his hand, "Tell me to stop it."

At this time, Guan Xiujin can guarantee that his trust and love for his nephew will not change, but that is under the condition that his nephew's trust in him will also remain unchanged.People grow up, Guan Xiujin can only guarantee that he will not change, not that his future nephew will not change.If he had changed at that time, would he have minded that he lowered his figure in front of Jiang Fan today, and thus had a grudge against Jiang Fan?

So it's best.

In order to meet the little emperor in the best condition, Jiang Fan, who had regained his vitality that day and was not dizzy, dared not have anything to do with Guan Xiujin even though he was distracted. He drank a cup of tea and fell asleep obediently with his arms around the quilt.Woke up early the next day, counted the presents to be brought into the palace again and again, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, went to have breakfast with Guan Xiujin, changed into the clothes he had chosen in advance, and sat in the carriage with a serious face, representing the imperial power place to go.

The imperial palace in Dazhou is no different from the ones Jiang Fan has seen, but since working, he has not seen such a huge building complex in reality for many years. On both sides are guards on duty with solemn expressions. When the palace people see An Wang driving, they avoid and salute from a distance.

Jiang Fan put down the car curtain, feeling that he was worthy of being a palace, it was really too serious.

He turned his head to look at Guan Xiujin, and thought to himself, this should be shown on TV, as Guan Xiujin's identity, he is definitely a big villain.

Guan Xiujin didn't know what Jiang Fan was thinking, seeing him looking at him, he thought he was still nervous, held his hand and patted it, as if comforting a child, "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Fan followed Guan Xiujin, and after a certain distance in the carriage, he had to get down and leave.He followed Guan Xiujin through the palace for a while, and finally came to the emperor's daily residence, Linze Hall.

Standing in front of the hall was a young attendant clasping his hands in front of him. When he saw Guan Xiujin and Jiang Fan, he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen the prince and Jiang Lang."

The little emperor hadn't come to court at this time, knowing that Guan Xiujin was going to bring Jiang Fan here today, he asked one of his personal attendants to wait here specially.

Jiang Fan and the two were welcomed into the hall, and as soon as the melons, fruits and tea were served, the attendants withdrew.

Guan Xiujin peeled an orange and handed it to Jiang Fan, who ate half of it.

Then Jiang Fan poked his head and looked at the door, seeing that the guards and attendants were all facing away from him, he felt relieved, and looked elsewhere when he had time.

This Linze Hall should be the place where the little emperor took a nap after working. Jiang Fan could feel it as soon as he entered. The jade cocoon grass is hung on all of them. The original light in the hall is not very bright, so at this moment, the light from the jade cocoon grass can be clearly seen.

This little emperor knows how to save money.

Just after Jiang Fan took a rough look at the Linze Palace, the guards outside the palace suddenly knelt down, and ran away with his attendants bowed.

"The Emperor is here!"

Jiang Fan couldn't help being startled by the sudden, too-sharp voice, and then realized that the little emperor had arrived, and hurriedly stood up and straightened his clothes.

When he looked up again, the little emperor had already appeared at the door.

Jiang Fan looked at the shadow vaguely, then lowered his eyes, cupped his fists and bowed his waist: "The grass people have seen the emperor."

This sound is a duet at the back, sandwiching Guan Xiujing's voice.

Jiang Fan didn't hear the voice of the emperor calling for free, and was wondering if the little emperor was dissatisfied with him, when he saw a head suddenly poking over his chest, the other person blinked curiously, and then grinned: "You are Jiang Lang!" Jun?"

Jiang Fan was stunned. This little emperor seems to be more lively than he imagined...?

Jiang Fan said: "It's the grass-roots people." Then he saw that head suddenly retreated, his hands were held up, and after standing upright, he finally saw the little emperor's front.

The little emperor withdrew the hand that supported Jiang Fan, and first turned to ask Guan Xiujin a question.

"Uncle Huang, when you marry Mr. Jiang Lang, what should I call you? Or Aunt Huang according to the law?"