The Wife is First

Jing Shao's eyes lit up, and he moved towards his wife: "What is the target? What is the basis?" He really had no clue about the rumors. He just wanted to collect all the evidence. He had been keeping a low profile recently, so the rumors would naturally spread. Go slowly.

"The so-called target is the rumor itself; the so-called root is the person who spread the rumor, or a group of people." Mu Hanzhang looked up at him and saw that he understood, so he continued, "What needs to be solved now is the rumor itself. , the so-called public opinion makes gold, if it is spread too much, it will become true. Maybe my father will laugh it off now, but that may not be the case in a few years."

"Jun Qing!" Jing Shao grabbed the hand holding the wine cup. At this moment, he almost thought that Jun Qing was reborn, but he immediately rejected this idea, otherwise how could he not see the difference between himself and his previous life? . But if Junqing is not reborn, then his vision and wisdom cannot be underestimated!

"Prince?" Mu Hanzhang didn't know what was going on. He didn't know why this man suddenly held his hand.

"I'm so happy that you are willing to help me." Realizing that his behavior was a bit abrupt, Jing Shao hurriedly explained without letting go of his hand.

The person who was caught lowered his eyes uncomfortably and pulled his hand back: "I'm already married to you, who else can I help if I don't help you?"

"Jun Qing..." Jing Shao looked at the person in front of him. This person had the talent to save the world, but he committed himself to marry him. Not only did he not harm him, but he was also willing to help him with suggestions. He was really stupid in his previous life. . He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and hugged Mu Hanzhang tightly, "If you don't give up in this life, I, Jing Shao, will never let you down."

Mu Hanzhang leaned against his chest in shock, wondering why this man was suddenly so excited. Could it be that this was not the place to talk, so he deliberately interrupted himself? Thinking that this was a restaurant and there were so many people, I couldn't say what I wanted to say easily, so I stopped talking and said, "Let's eat first."

"Yes, you must be hungry. Come and eat first." Jing Shao then remembered that they hadn't had lunch yet. Li Yanqing ordered a table of delicious dishes, and he hurriedly went to find Ren Feng without even using his chopsticks. Okay, this dish will be cold if you don’t eat it anymore.

The two of them had dinner and were in no hurry to return home. Jing Shao took his princess for a leisurely walk on the street to eat. Both of them are handsome and extraordinary people, one is cold and handsome, the other is as gentle as jade. They are still holding hands on the street (although it is Jing Shao who holds her hand forcibly), attracting passers-by's attention.

"Where are we going?" Mu Hanzhang reluctantly allowed him to pull him. It was difficult to call him Prince outside, so he had to omit the title.

"Go to the south of the city." Jing Shao said and turned into a shop, weighed two kilograms of fried melon seeds, and then led him through the alleys until he finally found a shop that looked quite old.

The shop has no name, only a wooden plaque hanging on the wall with two lines of words: "The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums."

After crossing the threshold and entering the store, everything in the store is made of bamboo and is kept spotless. The floor of the store is not paved with tiles, it is all earth. There are live bamboos planted in the four corners of the house, which looks very elegant and peaceful.

"Good place." Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but praise.

"Hahaha, the young master doesn't mind the simplicity of the shop, he must be an elegant person." A rather cheerful female voice came from the back door, and a woman in her thirties wearing a plum-red dress was seen holding her arms. A jar came in from the backyard.

"Miss Mei, come and be safe." Jing Shao seemed to be very familiar with this place and greeted the landlady with a smile.

Miss Mei? Mu Hanzhang glanced at the people around him strangely. This woman was obviously wearing a traditional skirt worn by women. Moreover, she was already the age of a Xu Niang, so why did she still call her Miss Mei? It was really frivolous!

Jing Shao returned his innocent look and pulled him to the wine cabinet.

"Boy, you are still so young." The landlady put down the wine jar and walked behind the tall counter, "What do you want?"

"A small bottle of green plum wine and two wine glasses. Jing Shao took out a piece of silver and put it on the bamboo counter.

"Take it!" The landlady took the money, put a bottle of wine and two wine cups into a small bamboo basket and threw it to him. She looked up at Mu Hanzhang again, smiled and said, "This young man is a bit unfamiliar. But the young master has extraordinary bearing and must be a scholar. Next time you come to buy something, I will definitely give it a cheaper price."

Jing Shao suddenly became unhappy and pulled the person next to him into his arms: "She is my new wife, you can't even think about her!"

"Get out of here, get out of here, I'll charge you twice as much next time!" The landlady suddenly changed her face and slapped the bamboo stick on the counter. Jing Shao smiled and took his princess away quickly.

"This store..." Mu Hanzhang frowned, feeling strange.

Jing Shao smiled, put the paper bag holding the melon seeds into his hand, and holding the green plum wine, he freed up one hand to continue holding him: "This is a long story."

The woman's surname was Mei, and she was an orphan. The man next door was also an orphan. The two had depended on each other since childhood. The girl had a family tradition of brewing wine, so she brewed wine at home, while the boy hawked it to support his family. people's livelihood. The man joined the army at the age of sixteen and promised to marry her after he established a successful career. When Jing Shao joined the army, the man had already become a pioneer. He would stupidly save all the money given to him, saying that he would go home so that he could marry his childhood sweetheart. Unfortunately, in Jing Shao's second year in the army, the man died in battle, and Miss Mei never married.

After telling this story, the two of them had already walked into a peach blossom forest. March is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom. When Mu Hanzhang came back to his senses, he saw peach blossoms everywhere, and the endless pink color continued to the horizon.

"It's beautiful..." Mu Hanzhang said softly. The scenery is beautiful and the story is also beautiful. It's a pity that the ending of the story is like this pink rose, which can only be scattered in the wind.

Jing Shao saw that he was a little depressed, so he hugged him from behind and put his chin on his shoulder: "Brother Wang is a good man. When I first entered the military camp, I couldn't eat the rough food in the military camp. I was hungry several times. He didn't know that I He is a prince, but he still secretly caught a bird and roasted it for me to eat." Therefore, he has been secretly taking care of this girl Mei.

"The prince is actually very kind." Mu Hanzhang raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Jing Shao smiled secretly, kind? He doesn't think this word has anything to do with him. He just repays kindness and avenges. But if this can change Jun Qing's impression of him, then let him think so.

He pulled his princess and walked towards the depths of the peach blossoms. After a while, an exquisite small pavilion appeared in front of her.

"Why doesn't anyone else come to such a nice place?" Mu Hanzhang opened the paper package and poured a glass of green plum wine for each of them.

Jing Shao smiled. This garden was his brother Jing Chen's private garden. Naturally, no one dared to come in casually. Jun Qing was so attentive to the story just now that he didn't even notice that they entered a small moon gate. There were guards guarding both sides of the moon gate.

After hearing this, Mu Hanzhang realized the reason why he had brought him here. Outsiders were not allowed to enter here, and the surrounding area was very empty. Naturally, he was not afraid of people eavesdropping, so he continued the unfinished topic in Juxian Tower.

"If the prince really has no intention of becoming a big man, then there is no rush to restore this reputation." Mu Hanzhang picked up the wine glass. This glass was made of bamboo tube. It was not valuable, but it was very interesting. "But we cannot let it be left to its own devices. The best way to spread the word is to use blackmail to fight blackmail!"

"What do you mean?" Jing Shao heard for the first time that there was such a way, so he couldn't help but move forward.

"Those who spread rumors are just jealous of the prince's achievements. Then find an opponent that the prince hates and make up some bad things about him. It doesn't matter whether it's true or false, as long as it's unpleasant," Mu Hanzhang narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly. , seems a bit cunning, "The common people don't care if it's true or false. As long as it sounds horrifying, they will happily pass it on. When the time comes, the rumors about the prince will naturally be forgotten by people."

Jing Shao's eyes widened. It seemed that Jun Qing had guessed that the source of the rumor was one of his two brothers, or possibly the step-empress. Since they could make things up, so could he!

"Hahahaha, what a word to wake up the dreamer, Jun Qing, you are much worse than me!" Jing Shao laughed, and at the same time he was glad that if the people who helped the step-queen were not his stupid concubines, It's the person in front of me. In his previous life, he might have died many years earlier.

"I'm just discussing the matter." Mu Hanzhang felt a little uncomfortable when Jing Shao said this. He subconsciously rubbed the rim of the cup harder. Unexpectedly, the edge of the bamboo was not carefully polished, and a thin bamboo strip pierced his finger. The sharp pain made him frown. When he looked down, a round drop of blood had emerged.

"Jun Qing!" Jing Shao immediately rushed over, grabbed his injured hand, and skillfully pulled out the spikes.

"Hiss..." With their fingers linked to their hearts, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but take a breath. More blood drops came out of the wound, but Jing Shao's next movements made him forget to even scream.

Jing Shao watched the jade-like onion-like fingers continue to bleed. He took it into his mouth with distress, licked away the blood drops, and sucked twice to prevent any fine thorns from remaining in the flesh. When he raised his head, Mu Hanzhang's face was already red enough to bleed. Seeing him looking over, he lowered his eyes in panic.

Only then did Jing Shao realize how ambiguous his behavior was. Taking advantage of the peach blossom petals flying in the wind behind him, he felt that the shy person in front of him was as beautiful as a peach blossom fairy. He couldn't help but hugged his princess who was about to smoke, pressed the back of his head and kissed him.

"Well..." The hot lips were grinding against his own. Mu Hanzhang, who had been attacked by surprise, didn't resist much. However, when a soft and slippery object was inserted into his mouth and tried to pry open his teeth. , he was really stunned, "Your Majesty... um..." Just as he was about to speak, the flexible guy took the opportunity to get in and lightly brushed against the soft upper jaw. His body trembled with excitement from this unfamiliar feeling. Mu Hanzhang found the strength to push Jing Shao out.

Jing Shao was unprepared and was pushed out of the pavilion. He subconsciously reached out to grab the peach tree, but unexpectedly the branch was eaten by insects and broke with a click. So, the handsome and majestic King Cheng Qiansui, with great military exploits, kind heart, and teasing his wife... fell onto his back!