Royal first lucky star

Pei Yun finished speaking in one breath, sat upright and asked with a small body: "Is the imperial grandmother generous?"

The Empress Dowager turned her head to look at Mammy Liu with unclear meaning.

Nanny Liu approached the queen mother knowingly.

The Queen Mother whispered a few words in Mammy Liu's ear, and then said: "Tell me, does this guy want to get together with Ai's family?"

"The servant girl said that the Ninth Prince is with the Queen Mother, and he has a good brain." Liu Mama said.

The queen mother was happy to hear that.

Pei Yun asked in surprise: "Grandmother, do you also think of storyteller Liao?"

When the Empress Dowager heard Emperor Longqing talk about the story of the cook, she wanted to polish the story of the cook and put it on the stage, so that it could be better spread among the common people.

But Emperor Longqing looked unhappy, she dismissed the idea, and after Pei Yun mentioned it, her mind came alive again: "Yes, Aijia thought about it."

"Grandmother, you are so smart!" Pei Yun flattered her.

The Queen Mother deliberately gave Pei Yun a sideways glance: "Little guy, you are praising yourself."

Pei Yun said sincerely: "Well, I'm as smart as the imperial grandmother!"

The Queen Mother laughed.

Pei Yun asked again expectantly: "Grandmother, are you wide?"

The queen mother hesitated for a moment and said, "Your father is not willing."

"Why?" Pei Yun asked suspiciously.

The Empress Dowager picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of the tea and said, "The majestic king of a country is a chef, what a shame." There is no advantage in hooking up with maids, heartlessness, laziness, etc.

Just know!

You know that Emperor Longqing is extremely stingy!

Pei Yun said without giving up: "Someone knows that the father is a cook, and, and—"

The queen mother put down the tea bowl and said, "And what?"

Pei Yun thought about it for a while and said, "And we can--make it up!"

"You still know how to make up?" The queen mother pinched Pei Yun's chubby face.

"What the emperor's grandmother said, the drama scripts and story scripts are all fabricated and not taken seriously."

The Empress Dowager did say something fabricated to Pei Yun, she said: "That's right."

Pei Yun said along the words: "Then let's fabricate it, it's not my father Huangliao."

The queen mother was taken aback, she didn't expect Pei Yun's logic to be here, she suddenly didn't know how to refute, and said with a smile: "You seem to make a lot of sense."

Pei Yun asked happily: "Is the emperor's grandmother agreeing?"

"Agreed." The queen mother also thought it would be good to invent a "cooker's story" to better promote Tudou, and no one would think of the cooker as Emperor Longqing.

Pei Yun said positively: "Then I'll find someone to write a notebook!"

The queen mother asked: "Who do you want to write?"

"My lord!" Pei Yun quickly moved to the side of the couch.

The Empress Dowager turned her head following Pei Yun's movements: "The top leader of Taichang Taixue, write you a market notebook?"

Pei Yun continued to move: "Yes."

"Can he write?" The queen mother always felt that she was too old-fashioned.

Pei Yun said very seriously: "You must be able to write. An official cannot be divorced from the common people, otherwise he will not be able to benefit the common people!" Moreover, he felt that it often seemed rigid, but it was actually very lively.

The Empress Dowager smiled lovingly and said: "You still say, 'You can't get rid of the common people', this little mouth is always babbling, and you can say it very well. "

Pei Yun nodded: "I said, what I said makes sense!"

"Yes, it makes sense." The queen mother smiled.

"Then I'll go to Taixue now." Pei Yun finally moved to the side of the couch.

The Queen Mother asked: "Go now?"

The palace servants helped put on the complicated boots, Pei Yun slid down from the couch, stood still and said, "Well, get out of class is not over yet, Master Taichang must still be learning too much."

"I'll go too." The six princesses moved towards the edge together.

"Don't go." Pei Yun quickly stopped.

"Why?" Seventh Princess was not happy.

"The money we earn will be counted in meters!" Pei Yun glanced at the three of them and said, "You all go to Liao, who will count the money? If the money is not counted, how will we sell potatoes tomorrow?"

The six princesses and the three instantly felt that they were shouldering a heavy responsibility.

"Yes! We have to count the money!" the sixth princess said.

"The three of you count together, and go back after counting." Pei Yun said.

The six princesses agreed.

Nanny Liu whispered: "Queen Mother, although the Ninth Prince is the youngest, he speaks the most effectively among them."

"The main reason is that Yun'er is smart." The Empress Dowager's face was full of pride.

Grandma Liu nodded in agreement.

Pei Yun stood up straight and said, "Grandmother, I will go to Liao."

What the Queen Mother wanted to say, Pei Yun had already run out of the Nuan Pavilion, she said helplessly: "This child just came back and left again, and he didn't even sit warm in Ai's arms."

Nanny Liu comforted her, "The Ninth Princes are all for potatoes. After two days of free time, they can spend more time with the Queen Mother."

The queen mother nodded and looked at Pei Yun from the window.

Pei Yun trotted out of Ci'an Palace, and brought the palace people all the way to Taixue. He had Mr. Taichang's freedom to go in and out of Xukou. The two guards with knives at the door did not stop him, but asked: "Ninth Prince , do you want me to carry you in?"

Pei Yun simply refused: "No, I'll send a few."

"Yes." The two guards with knives continued to stand upright.

Pei Yun proficiently lay down on the high threshold, lifted his short legs vigorously, turned over vigorously, fell to the ground with a "slap", and rolled into Taixue at the same time.

He propped himself on the ground, stood up with a "hey yo", and walked up to the palace man: "Pat, pat cleanly, I'm going to talk to Mr. Taichang later, there must be a meeting."

The palace man smiled and bent down to wipe off Pei Yun's dust: "Okay."

Pei Yun looked down and said, "Let's go." He stepped forward.

The palace people followed.

The two guards with knives muttered.

"The Ninth Prince is really fun."

"Isn't it? You talk and do things in the same way."

"I've never seen such a funny prince."

"Uh-huh."

Pei Yun ignored the voice of the guard with the knife, and went straight to Taichang's office Xueyuan room, and saw at a glance that Taichang was sitting in front of the desk writing.

"Master Taichang!" Pei Yun called out in a clear voice.

Tai Chang looked up, his eyes sparkled instantly, he quickly put down the pen in his hand, stood up and greeted him: "Lord Si Yi!"

Pei Yun made a bow: "I have met Mr. Taichang."

"Master Si Yi is polite." Tai Chang bowed in the same way, and then said with a smile: "Master Si Yi, please sit down."

Pei Yun walked into Xueyuan's room, and saw that besides Taichang's desk, there were five desks, which should be the desks of other doctors. Each desk is for adults, and the matching chairs are also for adults. Too small, can only struggle to climb the chair.

It's too common to say: "Master Si Yi, I will carry you up in my humble position."

"No, I'll send it a few bucks." Pei Yun sat down on the chair tiredly.

Tai Chang knew that it was not easy for children to drink strong tea, so he ordered someone to pour warm water, brought it to Pei Yun himself, and asked with a smile: "Master Si Yi, are you going to school?"

"No." Pei Yun flatly denied it.

The joy on Tai Chang's face froze, and he asked, "That's it?"

Pei Yun didn't beat around the bush, and said bluntly, "I asked you to write a book."

"Writing a notebook? What kind of notebook?" Tai Chang asked wonderingly.

Pei Yun thought for a while and said, "It's the book used by storytellers in restaurants and tea shops or in streets and alleys."

Tai Chang asked puzzledly: "What do you want this kind of book for?"

"Do great things!" Pei Yun said solemnly.

It's just that this appearance is too cute, Taichang suppressed a smile and said: "Big thing?"

"Well, the emperor's grandmother also said that it's a big deal." Pei Yun moved the queen mother out.

The Queen Mother also said it was a big deal?

Taichang immediately understood that the person who came was not only the little doll Ninth Prince, but also the Empress Dowager, so he immediately became cautious, and quickly asked: "What is the content of the big event?"

Pei Yun said, "It's about potatoes."

"Potatoes?" Tai Chang was thoughtful.

Pei Yun nodded and said, "Well, let me tell you about the general situation."

"Tell me." Taichang said with great interest.

Pei Yun told the chef's note again.

Taichang was born in a poor family, and he sat in Taichang's position step by step. After knowing that it was about Tudou, and hearing Pei Yun tell a story about the cook's mind, he immediately understood Pei Yun and the Queen Mother's intentions: "Master Si Yi, do you want to Want to spread potatoes in the form of storytelling?"

"That's right!" As expected of Mr. Taichang, Pei Yun asked, "Is it broad?"

"Yes, yes, but..." Tai Chang hesitated.

Pei Yun asked: "But what?"

"However, I haven't written this kind of notebook for a long time..."

"You are generous, I believe in you!" Pei Yun said.

After receiving Pei Yun's clear gaze, Taichang instantly felt that any difficulties were no longer a problem, and he said, "Yes."

"Then write it for me tomorrow." Pei Yun felt that the sooner the better.

Taichang hurriedly said: "It won't happen tomorrow, it's too urgent."

Pei Yun thought about his own time, and said: "Then, the day after tomorrow, give it to me early in the morning, and it can't be too late, or it will delay planting potatoes."

"Yes." Taichang agreed.

"Then it's decided."

"So decided."

Pei Yun immediately relaxed physically and mentally, slid down from the chair and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Taichang got up and said: "I will send you off from my humble post."

"Okay."

Pei Yun and Tai Chang went out of Xueyuan Pavilion together, and Pei Yun couldn't help talking about the book of the cook's diary, which can be exaggerated, twisted or mythical, whatever it is, the purpose is to attract attention.

Tai Chang nodded and said: "The humble job understands."

Pei Yun especially emphasized: "Don't write so profoundly, ordinary people don't understand."

"Lord Si Yi, don't worry." Tai Chang said.

"Brother." Suddenly a voice turned around.

Pei Yun and Tai Chang looked up together, and saw Pei Feng and Xiao Yi standing not far away.

"Brother, Brother Xiao Yi." Pei Yun called.

Pei Feng and Xiao Yi came over and saluted Taichang.

Returning the gift too often.

"Brother, why are you here?" Pei Feng asked.

"I asked Mr. Taichang for advice on writing a script," Pei Yun said.

"Can you write?" Xiao Yi asked.

"No." Pei Yun said, "But yes, I'll let Mr. Taichang write it."

Pei Feng and Xiao Yi: "..."

Pei Yun asked: "Brother, Brother Xiao Yi, why are you two in the front yard?"

Pei Feng raised the rice paper in his hand: "I've run out of rice paper, buy it in the front yard."

Xiao Yi said: "I came to get the letter, I met the sixth prince, and I was about to go back to the middle court."

Pei Yun nodded.

Xiao Yi asked, "Are you going back?"

Pei Yun nodded: "Yes."

Tai Chang said: "Master Si Yi, go back quickly, get out of class will be over in a while, it's easy to be crowded."

"Okay." Pei Yun waved his little hand to the three of them and walked to the threshold.

Seeing that the threshold was too high, Xiao Yi asked, "Can the Ninth Prince cross it?"

"It is possible." Pei Feng said, "He flips through it by himself."

Tai Chang echoed: "That's right, the Ninth Prince has always been independent and never asked for help."

Unexpectedly, Pei Yun turned around suddenly, stretched out his two small arms and said, "Brother Xiao Yi, the threshold is too high for me to pass, you can hug me, you can hug me over."

Pei Feng: "??"

Too often: "??"