Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

The location of this other courtyard is really inconspicuous, usually only a dumb concierge lives in it, and the owner of the house can only come back once in a few months.

In the dark room, Mrs. Che lowered his head and happily reported this important discovery, "This is a kind of edible oil that I have recently obtained. I hope it will be beneficial to His Highness. If His Highness spreads this oil to the whole country, it will definitely be able to spread the oil in the whole country." Destroy the prestige of the third prince in front of His Majesty."

The one sitting on the top seat is the current crown prince He Qianheng. This person has a handsome appearance, a pair of peach blossom eyes always give people a soft and harmless illusion, and his gestures and gestures are all born with nobility. .

He Qianheng pointed at the jar in front of him with his fingers, and didn't look at it at all, but he was still polite to Mrs. Che, "Father is asking for real money, and the things you brought seem inappropriate. A jar It’s nothing more than oil, to delve into this is not as good as thinking about how to feed the common people and how to raise 50 taels as soon as possible.”

Although Mrs. Che is a firm leader, he is also an independent-minded person who can advise.

He frowned when he heard the words, and retorted in disapproval, "Isn't it more practical to solve the problem of expensive gas for the common people, so that the country's economy can also run faster, and the treasury is afraid that there will be no income?"

After the famine, the treasury was empty, and the old emperor asked his sons to raise 50 taels of silver to hand over to the treasury.Every prince is vying to show his face, even at the expense of using his family's power.

He Qianheng didn't answer, and continued, "Father also exempted taxes from various places this year. Although the money was not clearly stated, everyone knows what it means. Naturally, your aristocratic families cannot escape. Now it depends on whether you take the initiative to hand it in... "

The corner of Che Xingchang's mouth twitched, and he knelt down in panic with a "bang", crying sincerely, "I really can't get 50 taels, Your Highness, you don't know the situation of our family, No matter how much more, you can only take out 10 taels."

He Qianheng didn't press too hard, and after waiting for a while, He Xingchang opened his mouth, "Get up, don't kneel down. I know your loyalty."

He Qianheng didn't expect Mrs. Che to beg to see him just for a tank of gas, it was a waste of his time.However, this old man is still loyal to him, and members of the Che family also hold various official positions in the court.

No matter how big the chess piece is, as long as it can play a role, it cannot be easily thrown away.

He Qianheng glanced thoughtfully at the exquisite ceramic pot, it was just a kind of cooking oil, and it could be exchanged for 50 silver?People who have been in high positions for a long time tend to ignore the potential of new things, and only when this kind of thing really becomes bigger will it catch their eyes.

Che Xingchang wanted to mention soybean oil, but he was blocked before it could be exported.

He Qianheng nodded, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, "Let's take a look, don't worry. Whether this oil is good or bad, it's too early to jump to conclusions."

This meant that he didn't have to say much, so Che Xingchang pretended to be an old servant and followed the "master of the other courtyard" to leave first, and could only swallow the matter about Song Jingwen to his stomach.

Since ancient times, companions to kings are like companions to tigers, and if you are not careful, you will die in hell.

Song Jingwen sneezed, touched his neck unconsciously, and looked behind him suspiciously, not knowing that he was lucky enough to escape from under the eyes of the prince.

Xie Feng quietly blew on the back of Song Jingwen's neck, and asked with curved eyes, "What's wrong with you, don't you catch the wind and cold?"

Song Jingwen stuffed a piece of freshly cooked mutton into Xie Feng's mouth with some sweet and hot sauce, and said with a smile, "I guess who was thinking about me just now, but I didn't see anyone when I turned around. That's right, my family The little ancestor is here, how can there be shameless people who dare to attack me."

Li Xiaodong sighed, "I didn't see it, you two are more boring than the storyteller's script."

Wang Man turned out to be the first to get drunk, holding the wine bowl tightly in his hands, and muttered with his eyes wide open, "Who doesn't have a wife yet!"

Song Jingwen secretly took a sip of the wine from Xie Feng's wine bowl, and slapped the table down with air, "Xiaodong doesn't have a wife!"

Bai Jinrong raised his head and took a sip of bayberry wine. The sweetness spread in his mouth, and he pointed out very clearly, "You and Brother Feng are not married yet, so it doesn't count!"

Song Jingwen was not happy anymore, and licked his glistening lips, "You know what, my little ancestor and I are going on a pre-marriage trip, and we will get married when we come back. We are engaged to be a couple after a while. Going out to sea by boat. Go to Fucheng to buy a dowry, and make a big deal. You are not allowed to be absent at that time, let me show you what it means to arrange noodles!"

Xie Feng covered his mouth and laughed tremblingly. A group of elders were drinking too much and had no one to control their mouths, so they talked about everything.Gossiping, talking nonsense.

What is pre-marital play, he has never heard of it.

"Oh, that's why you borrowed a boat from me." Li Xiaodong ate a piece of tofu and yelled, "I want to play too, I have to go with you." Song Jingwen waved his hand, "You little brat follow us Well, just stay at home. You only have to rent me the boat and the crew, and it's not for nothing."

Li Xiaodong pretended not to hear and ate hot pot by himself.

Li Xiaodong's shipyard has many large ships with good performance. Song Jingwen planned to take a passenger ship with Wang Man before, but it was inconvenient after all.

How can a self-driving tour be more comfortable with a group?Song Jingwen decisively chose to attack the young master of the boat company.

Wang Manzui fell unconscious and fell asleep lying on the table.

Feng Wu bluntly pushed his head away, and unceremoniously moved the wine jar in front of him to his own, savoring it carefully one by one.

Song Jingwen covered Feng Wu's bowl with a "slap", and the mellow fruit wine hit his palm.Song Jingwen raised his eyebrows and said with a cheap smile, "You are not just here for drinking, Brother Feng."

Feng Wu was in a hurry, the fine wine was cut off right in front of his eyes, what a matter!He glanced at Song Jingwen, gritted his teeth and said, "You want me to go to sea with you?"

"No, no, no," Song Jingwen waved his fingers, "I want to ask the group of spies that your yamen just took in, a big tall guy with red hair, do you know where he came from?"

Song Jingwen glanced at Xie Feng subconsciously, he was really curious.Xie Feng has never doubted his own life experience, but he can't turn a blind eye.

That red hair tickles his heart, it can't be said to be dyed, and there is no such condition.

The heads of the two were so close that they were almost stuck together.Xie Feng stared at Song Jingwen without blinking, and occasionally lowered his head to cook a piece of meat.

Feng Wu dipped his chopsticks in water and wrote on the table, wondering why, "It's probably not a spy, someone has said hello. The big tall man is named Edmund. He was caught in a small village. It is said that he is the here."

He paused unnaturally, and said in a low voice, "The people in Fucheng should have other arrangements. At that time, they will probably be sent to the mountains to quarry stones and work as coolies. Anyway, they will definitely not kill them. If it matters Unclog it, and if it’s not allowed, it will be fished out.”

Feng Wu clicked to the end, seeing Song Jingwen in a daze, quickly snatched the wine jar back, this is called spirits!Enough!

Song Jingwen is still not sure whether to accept Edmond or not.After all, the other party and Xie Feng do have similarities, but if you don't look closely, it's easy to ignore.

A group of people were drunk, and it was getting late by the time their consciousness came back.Bai Jinrong carried Jin Wu, who had passed out drunk at the beginning, into the carriage, and was sent back to the town by his servants.The other three stayed overnight at Song Jingwen's house. The next day, they woke up dizzily to the sound of gongs and drums, and returned to Ningchang Town one after another.

Song Jingwen was worried about the hangover Xie Feng. Although he didn't drink a lot, as a boyfriend, he should not be sloppy!

Song Jingwen carried a jar of bean paste to Xie's house openly, but he couldn't find Xie Feng for a long time, so he grabbed Xie An and asked, "Xie An, where is your brother?"

Xie An impatiently took the bean paste, hugged the jar in his arms, and blinked coquettishly, "Xie Feng went to Dr. Chen's house to get the medicine, why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

Song Jingwen rubbed his arms, what happened to Xie An's charming eyes?Has he woken up yet? Song Jingwen took a step back and refused, "I won't go in if he's not here. This is Doubanjiang, and I brought it here for you to try."

Xie An was overjoyed at first, then lowered his head in disappointment, "Father fell ill in bed again, and I can't blame my brother for not being home every day. After all, my brother also wants to marry a good husband for him in the future. Unlike me, I can only take care of him at home." Father, otherwise, if father is thirsty, no one will pour a glass of water for him."

What he said was yin and yang, it sounded like he was praising his little boyfriend, but also like he was complaining.

Song Jingwen obeyed his heart, rolled his eyes at him, and said calmly, "Yes, aren't you at home? Anyway, you have nothing to do, and you don't need to make money. Why don't you take care of your parents at home."

Xie An's face turned pale and pale, he stomped his feet angrily, turned around and left in anger.

Song Jingwen squatted outside the door, drawing on the ground with a branch.He didn't want to stay in the same space with Xie An, it would be embarrassing to death.

Xie Feng was carrying a pack of medicine, and the other was holding a bunch of vegetables. When he got closer, he found a big object squatting at the door. He teased, "Are you sober? Don't you want to fly?"

Song Jingwen rushed forward with a "owwow", the impact seemed to be very strong, but in fact he lost his strength when he was in front of Xie Feng.

Song Jingwen lay on Xie Feng's neck, playfully playing with his hair, "You are so bad, you actually bully others!"

Xie Feng suddenly dodges mercilessly, Song Jingwen staggers and almost eats a mouthful of dirt.

Xie Feng grinned, and placed one hand on Song Jingwen's head, "Stop making trouble, I'm going to make medicine for my father."

Song Jingwen just gave up, sniffed the medicine bag in Xie Feng's hand, frowned and quickly sent it away, "Didn't you buy a lot of tonics from the town last time, wouldn't it work after taking it? "

Xie Feng pushed open the door of the stove room without a word, and pointed to the black paste in the pot, "My mother said that she accidentally forgot, she poured a pack of medicine into it and boiled it, and it all turned into a paste, and even the dregs of the medicine were boiled. None left."

How could Sun Cui have missed something like boiling medicine after so many years of doing it!Song Jingwen watched Xie Feng make a bowl of medicine for Xie Chaoxiong to drink in silence, hoping that he was just worrying too much.

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 18, 5.26th year of Yuanlong calendar

There are not many husbands who are as dedicated as me, daughter-in-law, please cherish me a lot.

To be honest, I quite like my daughter-in-law's natural curls, and the two strands of broken hair on the sideburns are very sexy.But since I told him that hot iron tongs can perm hair, I think my scalp is in a sauna.What the hell is the egg roll head on my head?Gan!

What about the agreed body, skin, and parents? ?He gave me a perm directly, and walked ahead of the times without paying attention.