The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

"The servant greets the princess and empress."

"Butler Wang, you don't need to be too polite, just sit down."

Steward Wang said cautiously, "I dare not."

Yang Yingjun smiled very approachable: "Butler Wang doesn't need to be so restrained, we are all on our own, so relax. Mei Rong, go and make a cup of tea for Butler Wang."

"Yes." Mei Rong leaned forward and left.

Wang Steward was flattered and said: "Thank you, Madam, the servant is terrified."

Yang Yingjun said: "Butler Wang, how long have you been in this mansion?"

"Back to your mother, this servant has been with Prince Zhongjing since he was a child. After the death of Prince Zhongjing, he has followed him. After doing this calculation, he has stayed in the palace for 55 years."

It seems that Prince Zhongjing is the father of King Ji...

Yang Yingjun sighed and said: "55 years, that's really a long time, no wonder I saw Steward Wang is very loyal to the prince."

"The old prince has the kindness of rebuilding to the slave, and the prince's kindness to the slave is as great as a mountain. The slave always remembers it in his heart and dare not forget it."

"Butler Wang is really kind and righteous."

"Your Majesty's reputation is too high. I don't know why your Majesty is looking for a servant?"

Yang Yingjun knew that Steward Wang was still wary of her, so he followed his words and said, "That's right. I wonder if the lord has told you that I want to find a history teacher and a martial arts master?"

"The lord has already ordered the slave, and the slave will find someone for the empress as soon as possible."

"This matter will be handled by Steward Wang, I am very relieved." Yang Yingjun took a sip of tea, put it down gently, and said, "There is another matter, about the military power of the prince and the business outside the palace..."

Steward Wang shuddered, and hastily knelt down and said: "My lord, forgive me, this servant is honored by the prince and takes care of the house's chores. As for the business of military power, this servant doesn't know anything about it."

Tsk tsk tsk, old fox.

Yang Yingjun squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous, Steward Wang. I'm just asking casually. Since Steward Wang doesn't know, then who is the guard in the house?"

"Naturally, the prince."

"..." Yang Yingjun's face darkened, why are you kidding me? "Steward Wang, don't be joking, even the emperor's imperial guards will have a commander, right?"

"Is the empress asking about the commander of the guards in this mansion? Then it must be Wu Yao."

"I think it should be him..."

At this time, Mei Rong served tea, and Yang Yingjun said: "Butler Wang, sit down and drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

"The servant dare not."

The smile on Yang Yingjun's face gradually faded: "Butler Wang, I ordered you to sit down, don't you understand?"

Steward Wang trembled in shock, hesitated for a while, then stood up and cupped his hands: "Thank you, Ma'am." Then he sat down at the next seat, but did not touch the tea on the table.

Yang Yingjun said: "I know you still have a grudge against me in your heart. It's no wonder that freezing three feet is not a one-day cold. But the days will be long, and I will prove it to you. I only have the prince in my heart."

These words were straightforward enough, but Steward Wang didn't expect it, and hurriedly lowered his head to hide his astonishment: "Your Majesty's words are serious, how dare a slave."

"No matter what you think of me in your heart, since the prince has handed over the power to me, I hope you can cooperate with me well and don't play tricks in front of me, otherwise..." Yang Yingjun closed his mouth in a timely manner, and suddenly smiled: " You are the elder of the mansion, if you hurt your face, it will be bad, don't you think?"

Steward Wang pretended to be calm and said, "The concubine is the master, and the servant is the servant. If the master is dead, how can the servant live?"

What an old thing that doesn't get in the way of oil and salt!

Yang Yingjun gritted his teeth secretly, forced a smile, and said, "So, Steward Wang has a determination that he would rather have a piece of jade than a tile?"

Butler Wang lowered his head and remained silent.

Yang Yingjun suddenly stood up against the table, and there was a "bang", which made everyone kneel on the ground in fright. Although Steward Wang also knelt, it could be seen that he was not really scared.

Yang Yingjun took a deep breath and said, "I know what Steward Wang means. Since that's the case, I can only ask the prince to come forward to tell you some things. Alright, I want to see the account book of the mansion now, and you can arrange it."

"Yes, the slave will leave."

After Steward Wang withdrew, Mei Rong said: "Your Majesty, Steward Wang dares not to take Your Majesty seriously because he is the elder of the mansion. It's really abominable. Why don't Your Majesty punish him severely? It can also serve as an example to others. .”

Yang Yingjun squeezed the center of his brows wearily, and said, "Forget it, it's not good to be good or bad when you're old."

"Your Majesty," Mei Rong hesitated, and lowered her voice, "Forgive me for talking too much, you just said that you will only have the prince in your heart... Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true."

Mei Rong asked in surprise, "Then... what should the emperor do?"

"..." Yang Yingjun immediately felt like swallowing a fly, pulled his face down and said, "What should I do? Listen to me, I have nothing to do with that dog emperor. Since I am a princess, I can only There is a prince alone, remember!?"

"But... But didn't you always say before, keep the prince's person and seize the emperor's heart, so that no matter who is in charge of the country in the future, you will be the winner?"

"..." Yang Yingjun was very stunned. He didn't expect Yang Pianran to step on two boats and play such an ambitious wishful thinking. Regardless of the three views, it is quite admirable.

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. Well, stop talking, and go prepare the bath water. I'm tired, and I want to take a good bath, and I need to look at the account book later! It's going to be all night again..."

Seeing her princess complaining all the way to the inner room, Mei Rong showed a puzzled expression.

After much deliberation, Steward Wang still felt that something was wrong, so he wanted to talk to the prince about the concubine's rise to power, but as soon as he arrived in the palace of the prince, he was told that the prince had hired two maids to serve him.

Steward Wang was very surprised: "Maid? What maid?"

"I've never seen it before. I think they are low-class maidservants. One is called Xiaocui and the other is called Xiaodie. They look about fourteen or five years old, and they are pretty. It's no wonder the prince likes them."

Steward Wang's heart sank, and he thought to himself: Such a coincidence, could it be the concubine's conspiracy?

Seeing Butler Wang's frowning face, the servant asked with concern, "Butler Wang, what's wrong?"

Butler Wang came back to his senses, and said: "My concubine wants to see the account book, you go and tell Mr. Du, let him take the account book of the mansion to the palace of the princess. Remember, it is the mansion, middle, account, and book, is it clear?"

"Yes, Xiao Xiao clearly."

"Go."

After that servant left, Steward Wang stopped another servant and said, "Go, get Aunt Kui here."

After a while, the man came back and said, "Housekeeper Wang, Aunt Kui is not here, it is said that she was called by the side concubine."

Steward Wang was startled: "Concubine Rong? Do you know what's going on?"

"It seems... It seems that it is because the prince has taken in two new maidservants."

It's another scene of jealousy and intrigue among women.Steward Wang sighed secretly, and waved his hand wearily: "Understood, let's go down."

Yang Yingjun was blindfolded, soaking in the tub to enjoy Mei Rong's massage, when Yun'er said from outside: "Ma'am, Mr. Du is here."

"Mr. Du?" Yang Yingjun opened his eyes, but his eyes were still dark, "Who is it?"

Mei Rong laughed and said, "Your Majesty is really forgetful. Apart from the cashier, there is no second Mr. Du in this mansion."

Yang Yingjun sat up: "Oh, the accountant? It seems that the housekeeper Wang called." He shouted to the outer room: "Let him go and make a cup of tea later."

Yun'er left in response.

Mei Rong said: "Ma'am, Du Han belongs to Butler Wang."

Yang Yingjun was taken aback: "How to say?"

"He was recommended by Steward Wang to enter the palace. It is said that he is a distant relative of Steward Wang."

Yang Yingjun raised his eyebrows, pondered for a while, and said: "Mei Rong, later on, please give me a copy of the roster in the house. Remember to mark clearly who belongs to whom."

"Yes, Madam, don't worry."

After changing clothes, Yang Yingjun tore off the black cloth blindfolded, and was about to go out with his wet hair loose.Mei Rong was startled, and quickly stopped her, "Your Majesty, you haven't tied your hair yet..."

"The hair is dripping with water, what's the matter with it? It's okay, that's it."

"But ma'am..."

Yang Yingjun turned a deaf ear to it, so he left the inner hall in such a disheveled manner, and came to the reception hall, but saw a man in green clothes sitting there, his face was a little pale under the light, but his eyes were particularly piercing.

Huh?I didn't expect to be so young.

With a secret sigh, Yang Yingjun walked over with a smile: "Mr. Du, I've been waiting for a long time."

Du Han hurriedly got up and was about to salute when he saw that the princess's clothes were thin and her hair was disheveled, she looked like a lotus flower, she couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Mei Rong followed closely behind Yang Yingjun, seeing his idiot, angrily scolded: "Bold!"

Du Han was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help blushing, and knelt down in shame and panic: "The little one deserves to be damned, for offending your mother, please punish her."

Yang Yingjun was baffled at first, but when Mei Rong came to help him tidy up his open skirt, he remembered that he was a girl, and couldn't help laughing: "It's only natural for a man to look at a woman, what's his crime? Get up."

Mei Rong: "..."

Du Han was also taken aback, but quickly calmed down: "Thank you, Madam, for your innocence."

"Mr. Du is the accountant of the Fuzhong?"

"Yes." Du Han lowered his head and presented several account books, "This is the details of the government's income and expenditure this year, please check it out."

Mei Rong took the account book and handed one to Yang Yingjun.Yang Yingjun took it and turned it over, closed it and said, "I don't understand. It seems that Mr. Du will have to stay up late with me tonight. Mei Rong, take Yun'er down and get some refreshments." Asked Du Han again : "Sir, do you have any taboos?"

Du Han was sincere and fearful: "I don't have any taboos, thank you, Madam, for asking."

Yang Yingjun smiled: "Sir, don't be so nervous."

The fragrance emanating from the princess, blown by the evening wind, trickled into the tip of his nose. Du Han felt his nose was a little itchy, his heart was a little numb, and his mind was a little dizzy.He didn't dare to raise his head, his mind was filled with the astonishment when he saw the princess just now, and he couldn't move his eyes from the moon-white skirt of the princess in his narrow field of vision.

After Mei Rong and Yun'er retreated, only Yang Yingjun and Du Han were left in the hall.Seeing Du Han bowing his head all the time, Yang Yingjun smiled and said, "Please sit down, Mr. Du."

Du Han came back to his senses in shock: "Thank you, Ma'am."

Yang Yingjun didn't take a seat at the host's seat, but casually sat down next to Du Han, with only a table between them.This frightened Du Han: "Mother... Your mother... this..." He was too close, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Yang Yingjun was about to open the account book to ask him for advice, when he heard him yelling, he raised his head in doubt: "What's wrong?

Du Han hurriedly staggered his eyes, unable to speak a word.

Yang Yingjun just felt baffled, so he left him alone, opened the account book, pointed to the lines written vertically on it and asked: "Mr. Du, how do you read this account book, please teach me quickly."

Du Han secretly calmed down the throbbing in his heart, lowered his eyes and cupped his hands slightly: "Yes. Madam, please look, it is actually very simple. What is written here is the name of the expenditure in the house, and the data immediately below is the amount of silver used. ..."