Crossing Into The Emperor’s Body At Night

Chapter 97: so amazing

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Fang Shu was stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

Why do these words sound so familiar

"Mujin." She looked suspicious, "Did you hide something from me?"

"No." Mu Jin panicked for a moment, her eyes fell on other places, and she didn't dare to look directly at her.

It was obvious that she was hiding something from her. She was not Mu Jin. Mu Jin still didn't know anything about it after hiding it for so long. As long as she wanted to, Mu Jin couldn't hide even a little thought.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that the daughter I raised had grown up and started to have her own ideas.

Fang Shu was a little relieved, "Is it really just thinking of something bad, in a bad mood?"

"Yeah." Mu Jin felt very guilty.

"Okay then, I'll go for a walk and look for a shop by the way, we're ready to open tomorrow." Since she didn't want her to know, then she pretended not to know.

Give both parties a free space, and when she wants to talk, she will naturally tell her.

Fang Shu turned around and went downstairs. She didn't go far, so she went to the neighborhood to have a look. It was not too late, the street was lit, and it was barely lively.

Fang Shu was not joking when she said that she wanted to visit the shop. If today was not Valentine's Day, she would really spend the night visiting the shop.

It's just a coincidence, and I don't want to miss Valentine's Day. I usually don't have much to do, so this day is a bit interesting.

I don't know what the emperor thinks, do you think she is abrupt and presumptuous

Fang Shu herself felt that she had spent a lifetime of courage in pursuit of happiness, but... she didn't want to miss it.

Think about it when he has a beloved woman, maybe the two of them will break up, the kind that they can't even be friends, because women hate that their partner has other female friends.

She's not that shameless, knowing that he has a woman he loves and still disturbing him, but she can't pretend to be dead every day when she's dressed like him, can she

That's too boring, so it's better to turn him into your boyfriend, and then you can use his body openly.

Fang Shu put her hands behind her back, stepped on her own shadow, said she was looking at the shop, and she was completely absent-minded.

To be honest, after being calm for nearly thirty years, it's time to be impulsive.

Yin Fei has already returned to the palace and continues to deal with his backlog of memorials. He seldom leaves his official business to do private affairs, unless he can't walk or sit up. This is... the first time

I can't explain why he rashly left the palace because of a piece of paper. Usually, although he goes out of the palace, he is always prepared, and he has transferred the hidden guards and dead servants to follow him. There is no time to transfer them today, so that's it. Temporary decision to leave the palace

He lowered his head and glanced at the headband around his neck. It was pink with a cherry blossom pattern, and the same pink tassels hung underneath, and the round silver ring in the middle was more delicate.

This is a girl's thing, he knows it very well.

So why let her hang around her neck? At such an obvious location, Changqing stared at it several times when he came back, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Maybe I want to remind him that he is the king of a country, and he shouldn't act like an emperor, such as leaving the palace on a whim, or accepting a hair tie from a girl whom he only met a few times.

It seems that it is not only a hair band, but also other meanings.

"Changqing." He called out.

Chang Qing hurried in and waited respectfully aside, "Your Majesty."

"Shopping with girls, do men have to pay?"

He noticed more than once that every time she paid, the peddler looked at them both in surprise, as if something was wrong with them.

If once can be regarded as a coincidence, twice or three times is not a coincidence. I remember that when she gave money to buy food, a peddler muttered, 'Why don't you let your man pay? '

His attention was on the three words 'your man', and he didn't pay much attention to the others. He only figured out something wrong after he came back.

It seems that in everyone's eyes, it is only natural for men to pay.

So he's been wrong in the past? I have never paid money since I was a child, and it is paid by others, whether it is with a man or a woman.

"This..." The emperor left him, as expected, he went shopping with a girl, and said that something was wrong about leaving the palace suddenly, and nothing happened recently.

"Huh?" He paused slightly.

"If it's between a man and a woman, it's true that most of the money is paid by men, but the emperor is the king of a country, and it's her honor to pay His Majesty no matter if it's a man or a woman."

Yin Fei only listened to the first half of the sentence, and automatically ignored the second half.

It turns out that when shopping with girls, the man really needs to pay.

"Go and prepare some broken silver."

Changqing was stunned.

Could it be that he plans to continue shopping with girls next time

"Hurry up!" He gave Chang Qing a sideways glance.

Changqing shuddered and wanted to go out immediately.

Yin Fei stopped him again, "There is one more thing for you to do..."

Fang Shu has been shopping for more than half an hour, but she has not found a suitable shop, either too big or too expensive.

She only wants a small house, three to five square meters is fine. It's not that she doesn't want a big one, but she has no money, and her money is only enough for short-term rent.

The storefront is much more expensive than renting a house in general. If you ask a little bit, three or five taels a month, and then at least half a year, a little shorter, and there is no rent for three months.

Fang Shu calculated her small coffers, when she left the palace, she paid 13,205,000 Wen, and paid one tael for the rent after she came out.

Doing business in Mujin's house, I made a net profit of four to five hundred Wen after deducting the cost. Today, I was looking after the emperor and spent seven hundred Wen on food and drink. Even if I saved a little, I used up a lot.

I bought a lantern for the emperor, and gave the emperor the hair tie I just bought, and invited him to eat two steamed buns and drink a glass of goat milk.

The other bowl of stinky tofu made the emperor stink, and his complexion didn't recover for a long time. He only ate one piece, and she ate the rest. After eating, he felt that the emperor looked at her in the wrong way, and always felt disgusted inside. .

After a careful calculation, the loose money cost about three hundred Wen, which is equivalent to spending one tael today.

This is because she is afraid that the emperor will think she is too stingy. Chasing people, if you are too stingy, who cares about you.

And she was the one who asked the emperor to come out. What kind of words does it sound like asking the emperor to pay, so she had to pay by herself.

The emperor didn't seem to have any money with him, and when he was rolling up his sleeves, he accidentally touched his sleeves. It was really a breeze, and he didn't have a copper coin.

Mu Jin gave most of the money to her parents and brothers. She usually saves money and does handwork by herself.

Calculated based on five taels a month, the two of them had enough money to rent the house for three months at most, leaving two taels of silver for costs.

But... where can I find a short-term three-month shop

Everyone wants to sell to someone who can rent for a long time, and people think half a year is too short.

Fang Shu didn't give up, and asked around again, and there were a few that were suitable in size and price, but they had to be long-term. She said that she could do it for a long time, but she could only pay three months' rent in the early stage, and she would make up for it later. , people don't want to.

Fang Shu was very entangled. It was useless to grit her teeth and humiliate her. She gave up. If she couldn't do it, she could just find a place to push a car and sell it.

The key is the things, whether it is a shop or not is not the point.

Fang Shu started to walk back, feeling that there was no need to go any further, and she would reach a remote place, where business would be difficult.

It was too late, and the road seemed to be the same. Fang Shu was walking, and was surprised to find that she seemed to have lost her way, but she vaguely knew in her heart that she was near Mujin's house, so there was nothing to be afraid of, maybe she was walking When I came to the idea of which small alley, I wandered around.

This small alley is actually quite lively, next to it is a library, next door there are many shops selling clothes, and there is also a brothel.

The flow of people is good, and the business of opening a store here must be very good.

Holding on to hope, Fang Shu looked at each of them to see if anyone had a rental note pasted on their door, and if there was, she went in and asked, and she really found one.

It's not big, about ten square decimeters. She knows that such a shop will exceed her budget, but she still wants to give it a try.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped in. Inside was a clothes business, and an old man was lying on the old man's chair with a fan in his hand, dangling one after another.

"Master, is your shop rented?"

The uncle rolled his eyelids lazily, "What's the matter? The little girl is interested?"

"Yeah." Fang Shu said honestly, "I want to rent."

“Minimum one-year rental…”

As soon as Fang Shu heard this, she felt that there was no hope. She couldn't even rent for half a year for a year.

"One tael a month, twelve taels a year."

?

"So cheap? Is there something wrong?" She blurted out, and realized something was wrong after asking. How could she ask such a question, and even if she asked, people might not tell the truth.

"En." The uncle nodded.

?

Fang Shu was stunned, "What's the problem?"

"The shop has been dead, it's bad luck, it's been rented for more than half a year, and it hasn't sold a few clothes, it's all a loss."

So this is ah.

Fang Shu looked around, there was a lot of traffic here, how could it be possible that only a few pieces were sold in half a year

He turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper's clothes, and realized that this guy was obviously his fault.

The clothes they sell are obviously girls' clothes, but the materials and patterns used are so ugly that you can't bear to look directly at them. There are so many shops selling beautiful clothes next to him, so of course he has no business here.

It's unlucky to be dead or something. Who hasn't died before? If you dig down to 10 meters or 8 meters, it might be full of coffins.

"Can it be cheaper?" Although it is already very cheap, but people have died, maybe it can be cheaper.

"No, it's the lowest." The uncle pointed impatiently at the back, "I still have a room behind."

"But someone has died, who dares to live." Fang Shu was ecstatic.

Although she had died before, she dared to live. Anyway, there was Mu Jin, so she was not afraid to sleep with Mu Jin.

"Is ten taels good?" He poured bitter water to the shopkeeper, "Look at my little girl, who was kicked out by her family and has no money, so I will give you all ten taels of silver. After that, eating and drinking will be a problem. Well, if the 11th master is willing, I will pay the money now, there is nothing wrong with it."

The uncle hesitated.

"It's okay, just treat it as a good deed. You are a good person and you will be rewarded."

The uncle sighed helplessly, "Okay, it's agreed, pay the money now."

Fang Shu nodded quickly, "However, the uncle needs to sign a lease contract with me first, that is, to write a certificate to prove that the lease is for me."

The word "contract" was created later, and the uncle probably didn't understand it. Fang Shu explained it in detail.

The uncle has no objection, "OK."

After a stick of incense...

Fang Shu was very satisfied with paying the money with one hand and getting the lease contract stamped and fingerprinted with the other.

The shop is finally done!

Chang Qing, who had just finished his work, was rushing back, with ten taels of silver in his pocket, he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The shop gave her twelve taels of more than one hundred and twenty taels a year, but she returned two taels, leaving only ten taels.

Also too good at bargaining!