Long Aotian dressed as a tyrant man's wife

The 100-volume album that Ye Changling asked Song Jinfu to secretly print was sold out quickly.The supply even began to fall short of demand, and [-] taels of copies were sold in the black market.

Song Jinfu is worried.

When the young master ordered him to find the painter who painted the spring and palace pictures, Song Jinfu thought the young master was just looking at it, but who would have thought that the young master wanted to order it, and Song Jinfu learned the word "ordering" from the young master.

Song Jinfu knew for the first time that such things as spring and palace pictures could be customized.

Then Song Jinfu saw the portrait and storyline given by the young master.

Song Jinfu was so scared that he didn't dare to close his eyes all night.

Following the young master, he had naturally met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Five Kings.As a businessman, if you don't even have this memory ability, you still do business.Not to mention that he is still doing business in the capital, if he offends a nobleman, not to mention money, the lives of the whole family will have to be paid for.

Song Jinfu panicked.

This side is the young master, and this side is the thing that may kill the whole family if it is discovered.

The young master is naturally not afraid, but he is.

It was Song Jinfu's wife who found out that something was wrong with Song Jinfu. After careful questioning, she learned of Master Ling's plan, and then comforted Song Jinfu, "Young Master asked you to do it, and you must do it well. Even if there is something, Master can still do it." Sit and watch?"

Song Jinfu was relieved when he heard this.On the contrary, he felt that his wife was indeed his virtuous wife, and she cared more about this matter than he did. She not only carefully selected the painter's paintings to send to the young master, but even asked him to inquire if the young master was willing to do so. Sequel, how about the following story, so that the artist can pay more attention.

Because the young master ordered that the picture album must be beautiful and beautiful, and the picture album is all the best from the ink and paper to the book binding, regardless of the cost.

When selling it, Song Jinfu kept an eye out and raised the price to 20 taels a book, far exceeding the price of normal books on the market.

As Song Jinfu thought, few people paid attention to this album at the beginning.However, starting from a certain day, some servants from rich families came to inquire about this book.

Song Jinfu didn't pay attention at first, but he panicked when he heard from the shopkeeper below that the book was out of stock and people kept asking.

The albums were all sold out.

Looking at the money selling picture albums, Song Jinfu understood for the first time what hot money is.He would rather lose money.

Song Jinfu wanted to cry but had no tears.

……

Linwangfu.

After the Ningxia Weiji Newsletter was delivered, the DPRK and China had a rare unity of opinion on this issue.All the ministers of the peace faction also shut up this time.

After all, it is about the face of the court.

The princess married, although anyone with a discerning eye knew that the one sent was not the real princess.But in name, she was also the real daughter of the Empress of the Central Palace, so she was killed so easily.

No matter how good-tempered the Holy Majesty was, he couldn't hold back his face this time.

Ningxia Wei still wanted to rush to help, but the manpower to rush to help, the courtiers all intentionally or unintentionally skipped the best candidate when discussing.

King Ying, Chu Chenyao.

But unexpectedly, the military attache kept silent on this matter as if it had been discussed.Even if the sage wanted to point out those who belonged to Chu Chenyao's lineage, they all pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Instead, let others pick up a bargain.

That's pretty funny.

Chu Zhengji was copying Taoism scriptures.

He also copied this for a reason.

A few days ago when Changling was drinking, he complained to him that his handwriting was too ugly, and Mei Xiang turned his back on him. Chu Zhengji recalled Ye Changling's handwriting, and thought it was funny for a while, but it annoyed Changling.

His handwriting was not bad, so he agreed to write a copybook for Ye Changling to copy.

"Master." At this moment, Liu Feng walked in with a book in his hand with a strange expression. "Look at this."

Chu Zhengji took the book that Liufeng handed over.

"Light Water Industry".

Weird name.

Or an unknown name.

Books never heard of.

Chu Zhengji turned to the first page.

Instantly stunned.

Seeing this, Liu Feng's eyes wandered.He knew that Grandpa had such an expression.

You must know that when he saw this book, he called out directly.

Never thought that the crown prince and that King Ying would have such a relationship.

He felt a little sympathetic to Ye Changling.

Chu Zhengji didn't know what was going on in Liufeng's mind beside him, so he restrained his emotions and continued to browse. After all, it was the Spring Palace, and the contents inside were so lifelike that it was out of the ordinary.

But the advantage lies in the handsome appearance of the characters, which can be regarded as pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Chang Ling appear halfway, Chu Chenxi even couldn't help laughing.

He did know who made this album.

But with this picture book, doesn't it mean that... Chang Ling still has some understanding of the matter of cutting off sleeves and dividing peaches?

Chu Zhengji lowered his eyes.

Instead, he remembered something that he had neglected all along.

Changling...does he really love Chun'an?

Or is it just an excuse?

……

The days passed without any surprise.

When the winter wheat was about to germinate, battle reports came from the front, and the guards rushing to help Ningxia were defeated, and the court was panicked for a while.

And Ye Changling's fertilizer factory has been completed.

The author has something to say: It’s too short, please ask for some support, okay? (づ￣3￣)づ