who said you were poor

On the day of the wedding between the prince and Lin Nuo, the two of them just followed the welcoming procession for a while on the street. When they saw Lin Nuo, who was riding the same horse as Yan Cang, with a happy face, they felt relieved.

Later, he didn't go to the palace to have a banquet. It was the first time he entered the Beizhan Palace until he was invited to the palace today.

Although the actual economic situation of the palace is not as dire as it seems, because Yan Cang and Lin Nuo have no interest in renovating the palace, they simply let the palace remain as it was before.

This also made the two old men, who were used to seeing the rich families in the south of the Yangtze River, one step at a time, one scene at a time, one picture-scroll courtyard, suddenly come to the palace and couldn't help but wonder, is this the palace, or the place where the prince used to train soldiers?

When seeing Lin Nuo, the shopkeeper finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Young master, there are still many good things in the Jiangnan ancestral house. I'll send a letter to someone to bring a few cars over."

Lin Nuo couldn't help laughing when he heard the shopkeeper's words. By the way, he took a look at the King of the Northern War who had no airs and was very respectful to the old man.

"My lord doesn't like those things, and we probably won't stay in the capital for long."

He said this in a low voice, just enough for everyone around him to hear.

The old housekeeper who was talking to the prince immediately focused on Lin Nuo when he heard his words, "You are not in the capital, where are you going?"

"The prince's fief is in the northern border, and we will get up and go to the northern border when the sage gives permission."

For those who grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, this journey to Kyoto is already the farthest place from home in this life.

For them, the northern border is just like the south of the Yangtze River, but if they want to go to the northern border, in the eyes of the old people, it is almost like going to the end of the world.

"The young master once went to the northern border with goods. I heard that it is a place of bitter cold. The young master may not be able to bear that kind of hardship." The look of concern on the butler's face was not fake, and Lin Nuo couldn't help lowering his voice. .

"Grandpa housekeeper, if the people in the northern border can live well there, there is nothing I can't do."

The steward and shopkeeper looked at each other and sighed, the fief of the king of the Northern War was in the north, and the two of them had no ability to change the fief of the prince to Jiangnan.

Lin Nuo had some expectations in his heart about going to the northern border, but seeing the worried looks of the two old people, he wisely didn't say anything.

"I discussed with Nuonuo about the six shops left by my mother-in-law, two of which will be resold to the sixth prince. The remaining four and three are still operating as cloth workshops, and the remaining one is planned to be a treasure shop. You can put any rare things in Jingnan and Jiangnan in the store and sell them."

Yan Cang watched them chatting for a while, and then brought the topic to serious business.

The two shops that were transferred to the Sixth Prince were only superficially taken over by the Sixth Prince.

In fact, it was transformed into a teahouse and restaurant because the two of them were not in Beijing, and Beijing needed a place to listen to news.

Lin Nuo turned his attention to the shopkeeper, "I invite the second elder to come here today because I have something important to ask."

He was interrupted by the butler in the middle of his sentence, "What are you talking about, the young master can do whatever you want, and it's an honor for us two old guys to do things for the young master."

"Grandpa the housekeeper..."

The butler waved his hand, "Is there something that needs the two of us to do?"

"You also know...before I was given my marriage, I was only focused on getting fame and fame, and I was not good at managing it. If there is no prince, the shop left by this mother will almost be lost."

When he said this, several people turned their gazes to the prince who was drinking tea next to him.

Yan Cang almost choked his mouthful of tea, "It should be."

"I really don't have anyone who can use it in this capital. The shopkeeper will see if there is anyone in Jiangnan that can be used. If you are willing to come to the capital, send me a big shopkeeper."

Looking at Lin Nuo's earnest gaze, the shopkeeper couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. He hadn't had much contact with this young master, and he trusted him so much inside and out. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't moved.

"I have to go back and think about this available person." Lin Nuo was not surprised when he heard the shopkeeper's words, but he couldn't help frowning because of the shortage of people in the capital.

The shopkeeper also knew what was going on in Beijing, so he thought for a moment, "In this way, I won't go back to the shop in Jiangnan for a while, and it won't have any big impact. I will stay in the capital for a while and wait for the big shopkeeper to find a suitable one. I will go back to the south of the Yangtze River if the people on top of me.”

As soon as the shopkeeper said this, Lin Nuo directly refused, "Although it is an old store that is newly opened, there is only a lot of work in the initial stage. Your wife and children are still in the south of the Yangtze River, which is inappropriate."

"It's not that I won't go back, it doesn't matter in these few months."

Lin Nuo wanted to persuade him again, but the housekeeper also said, "It's just right, it's okay to let him stay for a few months, and there won't be any trouble in the shop in Jiangnan if I go back and sit around."

"But…"

The two old men ignored Lin Nuo, and directly discussed the two of them, one to stay and the other to go, and who would take which one back.

Yan Cang looked at the way the three of them got along and thought it was a bit amusing. He smiled lightly and said, "It's fine for the shopkeeper to stay, but you can't live in the inn anymore. Come and live in the mansion directly. My palace looks dilapidated, but it should be Some items are still missing.”

Hearing what he said, the shopkeeper thought he told Lin Nuo that the palace was a little dilapidated, and the prince listened to him, and his old face turned red with embarrassment.

Lin Nuo didn't notice the unnatural expression on his face, and nodded vigorously, "Yes, I'll let Qing Zhu clean up the house later, and the grandpa housekeeper and shopkeeper will move in. It's always inconvenient to be outside."

The two of them didn't refuse too much in this matter, mainly the old housekeeper also wanted to observe and observe the prince before leaving, whether he was really as good to their young master as Qingzhu said.

The rest of the matter will be arranged by Uncle Zhong, and there is no need for Lin Nuo to worry about anything.

After solving the important matter that has been on his mind, Lin Nuo looked relaxed. His small appearance made Yan Cang's heart itch, and he couldn't help but want to go over and tease him a few times.

Perhaps it was because the two of them had intimate contact, but Lin Nuo didn't realize that he was gradually getting used to clinging to Yan Cang.

After sending the two old people back to the yard, Lin Nuo ran out with a smile and subconsciously went to look for Yan Cang.

It's just that the person who was following behind him just now disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lin Nuo circled the courtyard again, and Qing Zhu, who was following behind, couldn't help but said, "Master, our courtyard exits from the east side."

"Ah, I know."

Lin Nuo, who still didn't see anyone, had no choice but to walk out of the yard. Just after passing the arch, he was hugged from behind by Yan Cang who was hiding aside, which surprised him.

"My lord!"

"What is the name of the prince, the husband."

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About the little thing that I thought I could save [-] manuscripts during my vacation, but I didn’t have a word