Jing Shao was stunned for a long time before realizing that the princess from home was borrowing money from him. He couldn't help frowning, pulled up Mu Hanzhang to listen to Fengge's study, and gave him a small box with ebony painted gold: "You take these first, and then tell me if it's not enough."
"There's an accident at the nanny's house, and I don't have any cash in my hand," Mu Hanzhang lowered his head, "I'll give it back to you when the landlord collects the rent." As he spoke, he opened the box, and there were about one hundred gold and silver in it. Two, and a stack of silver notes, each one thousand taels, a total of five.
"Say it again!" When Jing Shao heard this, his anger came up, and he stretched out his hand to squeeze Mu Hanzhang's chin, forcing him to look at him.
Mu Hanzhang was startled, stared blankly at Jing Shao who was angry, realized that it was wrong to say that he would pay back the money in front of his husband, pursed his lips and said, "My Zhuangzi has a bad harvest, these five thousand taels, I'm afraid it won't be enough in ten or twenty years."
Obviously it was a refusal to repay the debt, but Jing Shao's mood was strangely improved, but he still squeezed his chin and shook it: "Come to me if you have anything, it is my responsibility to support you." After that, in With a kiss on the still pursed lips, Yi Yiran went out to continue practicing the sword.
Mu Hanzhang looked at the ebony box in his hand and sighed lightly.
He took out one hundred taels of cash and asked Lan Ting to take a guard to the farm. Mu Hanzhang looked at the generous pocket money, and his mind became active. The properties distributed to him by the Beiweihou Mansion were either barren forests or poorly harvested fields, and there were no shops in the capital.
Mu Hanzhang's mother was originally a businessman. Although she could not learn the skills of her mother's argument and silk recognition, she still had the ability to read accounts and manage business. The 5,000 taels given by Jing Shao were enough for him to build a restaurant in the capital. It would be good to buy only a part of it to buy a small shop, at least not to sit and eat.
After putting away the ebony box, Mu Hanzhang decided to go out in the next two days to see if there is any suitable business to do. A gentleman should have the foundation of his life when he is alive.
With the idea, Mu Hanzhang's mood improved. Of course, there is another thing that makes him happy, that is, today is March 15th. According to the last booklet, Jingshao will go to Mrs. Fang today. in the room. In the past few nights, Jing Shao has always been pestering him to kiss and hug. He is also a man. He knows how easy it is to be uncontrollable, so he is afraid every day, and only sleeps with confidence when Jing Shao falls asleep.
After dinner, Jing Shao came to his concubine to digest food again, and Mu Hanzhang gave Duofu a wink. Duofu wrinkled his face in embarrassment, and coughed lightly: "My lord, the princess has ordered a flower album a few days ago, and you should go to the side lady's courtyard today."
Jing Shao raised his eyes and looked at Duofu with a wrinkled face: "Flower book? How did you decide?"
"The first half of each month is in the East Garden, the second half of the month in the West Garden, the wife is nine days, and the concubine is three days each." Mu Hanzhang took out the flower album and showed him.
Jing Shao frowned: "I'm not in the mood tonight." After speaking, he yawned and climbed onto the bed.
Mu Hanzhang couldn't, thinking that he might have been practicing swords for a long time, so he didn't think much about it, and went to bed after reading the book for a while. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went up, Jing Shao rolled over and pressed him under him.
"Your Highness..." Mu Hanzhang's body suddenly tensed.
Jing Shao raised his hand and tugged, and the curtain immediately fell down. Mu Hanzhang was even more nervous, and put his hands on Jing Shao's shoulders. Didn't this person say that he was not in the mood tonight
Feeling the reaction of the people below him was very interesting, Jing Shao slowly leaned in, kissed him gently on the side of his neck, and then looked up at him, only to see that his eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes kept shaking. Couldn't bear to scare him anymore, turned over and hugged him into his arms: "You let me touch, I'll let you go tonight."
Hearing such straightforward words, Mu Hanzhang's face quickly flushed red: "Touch... Where do you touch?"
"Well... I kissed here last time," Jing Shao twirled a finger on the beautiful collarbone, feeling the body in his arms shrank ticklishly, and gently ripped off some of the soft fronts, "Just go down. A little bit, okay?"
Mu Hanzhang bit his lower lip, embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, Jing Shao pretended that he acquiesced, and happily stretched the wolf's claws into the front of his clothes. The large hands with thin calluses caressed on the white chest, Jing Shao felt that the skin felt so good, and at the same time found out the position of the two small beans.
"Hmm..." Mu Hanzhang turned his back to Jingshao, holding the sheet tightly with one hand, letting that hand walk around him until two fingers suddenly pinched a small bean, "Well... don't..." A burst of tingling exploded from that point, and the body trembled uncontrollably, and finally couldn't help holding down the hand that was doing the trick.
When touching turned into pinching, Jing Shao was not at all embarrassed of being caught. He smiled and kissed the sweaty forehead of the person in his arms, covered him with the quilt and put it in his arms, rubbing it happily. go to sleep.
In this way, for several days in a row, every night, Jing Shao was not tired, but said it was too late. Anyway, the final result was to stay in Dongyuan again. Mu Hanzhang guessed that Jing Shao might not like the Song family, so he didn't rush him any more, just thinking about giving the two concubines a few more days next month.
Jingshao was supposed to go back to the court on March 18, but his letter was delayed for a few days, so on the morning of March 20, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang was still sleeping soundly on his wife's bed.
When he woke up in the morning, Mu Hanzhang could only sigh helplessly for the big hand that ran to his chest again, stretched out his hand and took it out of his jacket, and slowly sat up.
The moved Jing Shao dazedly reached out and touched it, hugged his waist, closed his eyes and rubbed over to continue to sleep.
"Aren't you going to another courtyard today? Can't afford it?" Mu Hanzhang pushed him helplessly.
"Don't worry." Jing Shao muttered and buried his face in his waist.
"It's time to go to court tomorrow, it's better to finish things today," Mu Hanzhang looked at his exposed ear, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and tugged, "That Ren Feng's accent doesn't look like a capital city. Man, how can you become your commander of the guards?"
"He was originally a hero in the arena, and because he was short of money, he washed his hands and followed me to do business with me." Jing Shao opened his eyes and lay down.
Jianghu? The heroes of those novels and legends? Do these actually exist? Hearing this, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but become curious.
"Jianghu really exists, but it's not as exaggerated as in the book," Jing Shao rolled over and got out of bed and stretched, "Next time I'll take you to see those heroes of the rivers and lakes." He was going to let Ren Feng He started to recruit talented people in the arena. According to the experience of his previous life, in the 14th year of Hongzheng, that is, next year, the three battles will begin. Before that, he must be fully prepared.
When Jing Shao went out, Mu Hanzhang, who had nothing to do, also took Yunzhu out for a walk.
On the main street in the capital, it is very lively every day. From big wine shops, pawnshops, antique stores, to small artisans and candy blowers, there are many others.
"Master, it's getting late, let's find a place to eat." Yunzhu touched Hungry Bian and suggested alone. It's not good to call Wang Fei outside, so he followed Lan Ting and the others to call him Young Master.
Mu Hanzhang smiled and looked at the gluttonous Yunzhu: "Where to eat?"
"Naturally, it's the aftertaste of the building," Yunzhu immediately became energetic, "It's just right to go now, and we'll have every seat later."
Although Mu Hanzhang doesn't go out very often, he has heard of Yiwei Lou. The restaurant that opened only two years ago, because the Central Plains dishes are particularly delicious, the business has been very prosperous.
The decoration in the aftertaste building is not very delicate. Fortunately, it is clean and tidy, and there are quite a few tables and chairs. It must be because the business is good that more tables are added. Not long after the two sat down, people began to sit around one after another, and they were full in a short time.
"Master, do you know who the boss here is?" Yunzhu whispered to Mu Hanzhang's ear.
"Who is it?" Mu Hanzhang took a sip of tea, and his eyes fell on the young shopkeeper who bowed his head to settle accounts behind the counter. The man was tall, with a resolute face, but he was wearing an emerald green long gown, which was really weird.
"That person is the husband's wife." Yun Zhushen said mysteriously, this Hubu servant is from the south, handsome and handsome, but a little short, but his husband and wife is a northern man, who looks like Tall and mighty, there are many jokes made by the servant of the account opening department among his colleagues in the court.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Mu Hanzhang's eyes lit up. Since the wife of the minister of the household can open a restaurant, then he should not be gossiped when he opens a few shops, right? Thinking about it like this, Mu Hanzhang felt a little bit of thinking about making friends with the boss, but he didn't know what the relationship between Jingshao and the minister of the household was, so he went back and asked him to talk about it.
"Hey, have you heard? Recently, there are rumors that the fourth prince likes to eat human flesh." A person at the next table said to his companion in a low voice.
"How can it be so disgusting, I heard that I like to eat placenta, that big tonic, some powerful people also eat this." A person next to him corrected.
"Haha, you don't even know me clearly," the people at the other table heard their conversation, laughed, and came over mysteriously and said, "These four princes were born weak, and there was a Taoist priest back then. Said that you have to eat a bowl of raw baby meat every year to live long."
Mu Hanzhang lowered his head and drank tea silently. Chen Chao's folk customs were open, he could marry a male wife, and he could discuss state affairs, so rumors about the royal family could spread quickly. It's just that I don't know what news Jingshao has spread, and it has become so bizarre!