Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 776: Touch porcelain?

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The prince who died in the hands of Emperor Bei Cang, his own son, is still missing

It's just that the other sons are just pawns in his eyes.

If the chess piece is ruined, it will be ruined.

"Then you sit down." Feng Qingbai said.

Duan Ting nodded, "I listen to your words."

This is a wicked evildoer, and there is definitely nothing wrong with what he said.

Furthermore, he had planned that way too.

In such rumblings, he dared to expose his flaws, and the cliff would become a target.

"Why Miss Li didn't come with you today?" Liu Yusheng changed the subject.

Although there are only three of them in their seats, the wall still has ears. Who can guarantee that no one among them will put their ears up to listen to their conversations

"She doesn't have enough status." Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, at the bottom of the business ranks, and businessmen are not allowed to enter the rich and powerful occasions.

Even if he came in, it was just a few more glazed eyes.

"When we came back, there seemed to be some changes in the Lu family, did it cause any trouble to the Li family?"

In the beginning, their business group first contacted the Lu family, and later switched to cooperating with the Li family. According to the Lu family's personality, I was afraid that I couldn't bear it.

When Liu Yusheng mentioned the Lu family, Duan Tingle said, "What trouble can it cause? The Lu family is now overwhelmed. At first, they guessed that there was someone behind them. After the eighth prince died, the Lu family was in a mess. I guess they have been relying on them. Lao Ba. Suddenly the patron died, and their top priority is to find their support again, where there is still leisure to grab other people's pie."

Liu Yusheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

In this way, the assassination of Hei Lian, on the contrary, indirectly achieved the Li family.

It's also a mistake.

After drinking for three rounds, Duan Ting looked around, leaned forward a little, slightly mysterious, "You have been busy with a big wedding recently, don't you know something has happened to Dongyue?"

"King Ting, you are like this now, especially like my friend Qian Wanjin."

"Qian Wanjin, I don’t know." Duan Ting continued to gossip, "The old emperor of Dongyue died. Before he died, the two princes were originally planned to be the princes. The two princes and all the forces were waiting for the old emperor to return to heaven. After arriving at the edict, he immediately ascended the throne. Unexpectedly, there was a turnaround in the end. The old emperor was dead, but the edict left behind directly named the Seventh Prince ascended to the throne and inherited the rule. The second prince faction ended up with a basket full of water. It turned the royal family upside down, bloody."

"What's the trouble?" Liu Yusheng heard some interest.

"After the old emperor returned to heaven, the eunuch who read the imperial edict had just finished reading the imperial edict, he was cut off by the second prince with a sword. He bluntly said that the edict was fake, and when he was about to become king, he realized that he could not find the jade seal of the country. , The seventh prince fled with the jade seal. After such a turmoil, the East is in chaos. The border is unstable and the people are in panic. If you want to calm down, it depends on who wins or loses between the second prince and the seventh prince."

It's another royal Missing.

Liu Yusheng was speechless, looking towards Feng Qingbai unconsciously.

The battle of the royal family was treacherous. Feng Qingbai had gone through all the hardships that ordinary people could not imagine. At that time, every step was like walking on thin ice.

"Don't look at him, he is a wicked evildoer. No matter how bad the environment is, no matter how strong the enemy is, he must be the one who can stand at the end." Duan Tingchao Feng Qingbai toasted.

In short, in this life, he will never follow Feng Qingbai as an enemy.

That's a dead end.

He is indeed inferior to Feng Qingbai, there is nothing to admit.

After the banquet was over, the envoys of various countries did not stay much, and left Nanling one by one to return home on the second day.

On the seventh day after the two married, Feng Qingbai resumed the days of going to court and dealing with government affairs.

It is very rare to be able to squeeze out seven days to be with her completely.

Liu Yusheng didn't realize that there was anything wrong. Feng Qingbai had his things to do, and she also had her own things to do.

Even if they are married, it's not that the two of them have to get tired of being together every day.

What is plain, that is life.

After making some improved Jinchuang medicines on this day, seeing that there is still a long time before the wind and green cypress will come back, Liu Yusheng decided to go out for a walk.

Look at the health shops in the city, and stop by the drug shops to see if there are any weird medicinal materials or seeds.

With a maid, Su Yan pretended to go out.

Jingcheng Street is as lively as ever.

The shops along the street still hung the red silk and red lanterns of her wedding day, and you can vaguely feel the grand occasion of that day.

The business of the health store is as hot as ever. Even at the end of February, when the chill was still there, it did not freeze people's enthusiasm for health preservation.

The Qian’s wine shop and tea shop have a steady stream of guests.

Even the large and small tea shops in the city have not enough seats every day after they have reached a cooperation with the health tea house.

This guest hasn't left yet, but the outside guests are here again.

Just like a trip.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er were so busy, the boss was smiling from ear to ear behind the counter.

"Wang Hao, the prince will be back in half an hour." The maid who followed her out reminded softly.

Liu Yusheng nodded, "Go to the drug store again and go back later."

Go back to dine with her husband, chat and chat, and live the life of an old couple like grandparents and parents.

Thinking of the person who was about to return, Liu Yusheng's eyes warmed slightly.

There are very few good things that can be found in the drugstore, and there are no rare items. Finally, Liu Yusheng took some of the most common medicinal materials and went back home.

In her space, there are countless precious medicinal materials planted, but it is such a common one. Later, she seldom planted them because they could buy them everywhere.

As he walked out of the door of the medicine shop, he handed the package of medicinal materials to the maid who was reaching out to pick him up. She suddenly ran into someone head-on, and the maid reminded her that it was too late.

"Bang." The person on the other side fell to the ground and seemed to have passed out in a coma.

Liu Yusheng, "..." Is this Porcelain

She was the one who was hit, but it was the one who hit the person when he fell to the ground.

Nothing is more funny than this.

Before she had time to take a closer look at the people on the ground, the crowd who stopped to look over was squeezed from behind, and someone rushed up to pick up the unconscious people on the ground and prepared to run.

Liu Yusheng, "..." What happened

"Stop! The bastard, I want to run after stealing! I can't kill you!"

"The people in front stop me, those two are thieves, don't let them run away!"

Several people rushed over from behind the crowd, and immediately surrounded the thief and Liu Yusheng's master and servants.

The middle-aged man who ran over was fierce and vicious, pointing at the thief and yelling, "Run, I see where you are going now! Hand over what you stolen!"

At this time, Liu Yusheng had the opportunity to look at the people surrounded by her.

The comatose man was a middle-aged man, very thin, with high cheekbones on his face, sunken eyes, and an unsightly complexion of blue and gray. The one who held him halfway around was a teenager, about fifteen or six years old, who was as old as Mohan.