Datang: Hiding private money, exposed by Xiao Sizi

Little Si didn't hear this.

Because when she saw the hand stretched out by the old man, she seemed to think of something, and her small eyes looked absent-minded.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Baihe next to him couldn't help asking, she found that the current state of Xiao Sizi was not quite right.

The old man also noticed the clue, and looked at Xiao Sizi.

Xiao Si has been staring at that hand all the time, and has fallen into a state of ecstasy.

Just when their grandfather and grandson didn't know what to do, the little si put his little head on that hand.

that's it...

With his chin on the old man's hand, his eyes sparkled.

So cute.

"Ah, Your Highness, Xiao Si, what are you doing?!"

Yuan Baihe was stunned for a moment.

The old man is also unbelievable, how can he put his little head on it so well? !

But there is one thing to say.

This chubby little face is so smooth and tender, it feels really good.

Especially the cute feeling when she pouts her little mouth, gently touches her little head with a finger, and closes her eyes like a resentment, the old man feels that his heart is about to be melted.

Ah, this damn cute trick.

"Ah, old man, didn't you let Sizi do this?!"

The little boy asked back.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your Highness, the old man did not ask for such a thing."

Hearing this, the little si hurriedly left the old man's hand with his little head, and waved his hands wildly: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Old man, it's si's mistake."

"Woooooh, Sizi likes this better, so I used to ask my second brother to do this, let him stretch out his hand, and then put Sizi's little head in his hand, and then the second brother would touch Sizi's head, so really Well, Sizi really likes that feeling!!"

"Sizi just saw that your gestures are similar to the old man, and thought you were the same. Sizi was wrong."

The voice fell.

The mouth corners of the old man and Yuan Baihe twitched.

good guy! !

Co-authoring is what His Royal Highness and Xiao Si often did in the past, and it is a conditioned reflex.

"Cough, it's okay."

The old man coughed, and then said, "His Royal Highness, are you still tired? Would you like to come in and have a rest?"

He repeated the previous question again, because he felt that Xiao Si didn't hear clearly at that time.

Xiao Si thought for a while, then nodded vigorously, those beautiful ponytails were swaying in the wind.

"Yes! Sizi definitely wants it! Sizi got up so early today, I'm almost sleepy!!"

"Old man, if possible, Sizi will go to the second brother's room to rest, hey! Wait, no, the second brother has prepared a new house for Sizi, hehe, then, old man, Sizi can go to that house ?!"

Xiao Si put his palms together, his eyes sparkling.

The old man smiled and said: "Of course, that is the house prepared for you by His Highness. Naturally, you can go there whenever you want."

"Wow, that's great!!"

Xiao Si happily made a victory gesture on the spot.

It's really lively and cute.

The old man couldn't help sighing.

Subsequently,

He looked at Yuan Baihe beside him, and calmly said: "Baihe, you can take your highness Xiao Sizi there."

Yuan Baihe bowed slightly, nodded and said, "Grandpa, granddaughter understands."

She led her little son to the house.

The old man looked at their backs as they left, and only hoped that his granddaughter would take good care of His Royal Highness Xiao Sizi today, because they needed to do a lot of things today.

After the two could no longer be seen, the old man said in a low voice, "Where is Jin Yiwei?"

The voice fell.

People in flying fish suits came out of the hidden places around.

As soon as they appeared, they cupped their hands with knives and said, "Master!!"

The old man nodded, and calmly said: "Go, arrange everything, it's time to act."

"Yes!!"

They quickly dispersed to carry out the old man's order.

After doing all this,

The old man came to one of the courtyards in the east courtyard again, and as soon as he walked in, he saw a melancholy man with broken hair on his forehead, cleaning his saber.

That person was Xin Qiji.

"Daozhang, you are here."

Without looking back, Xin Qiji knew who it was.

He judged by the sound of footsteps.

Everyone has a unique and their own footsteps.

"Yes, you are the most important thing to do today, Mr. Xin."

"In order to be safe, Mr. Xin, I'm afraid... I will trouble you to be the most eye-catching bait."

The old man's eyes were full of guilt.

Xin Qiji didn't take it seriously and said: "It's nothing, Daoist, I'm doing things for His Highness. Xin has made this determination a long time ago, so you don't have to worry about it."

"So now, is everything ready?"

The old man nodded and said, "Everything is ready, just wait for Mr. Xin."

Xin Qiji's eyes flickered suddenly.

"Unexpectedly, it was Xin who delayed the plan, and Xin should not have done so."

"Xin, let's go."

Quickly putting his sword back into its sheath, Xin Qiji walked towards the planned place.

After he passed the old man, the old man followed behind him and left together.

Going around.

Came to the West Courtyard of King Chu's Mansion.

It can be found that there are several guards of Chu Palace standing with knives, they are in order, and a few of them are escorting an ox cart.

The bullock cart is fully loaded and covered by a white cloth. It seems that there are many things hidden under the white cloth.

Originally, the guards of the Chu Palace had their eyes wandering around, but when Xin Qiji and the old man came in, they immediately focused on the two of them.

Xin Qiji looked at the many eyes without any emotional ups and downs.

He looked around at the guards of Chu Palace, and said with a muffled snort, "Let's go! Go to the Snow Mountain!!"

........................

South of Chang'an City.

Commercial Street.

This is just one of the thousands of commercial streets in the south of Chang'an City, and even so, it is very lively.

There is an endless stream of vendors coming and going, full of noise.

"Oh, old Liu, you can't do this chaos. I have eaten wontons from Chuhe Restaurant, which are much better than yours."

"Yes, yes, there is no harm if there is no comparison."

"It's outrageous! This is too unpalatable!!"

At an open-air eating stall, many diners expressed their dissatisfaction.

The shopkeeper of the food stall was a kind-hearted middle-aged man, who looked amiable, but when he heard the news about Chuhe Restaurant, he instantly frowned.

"Chuhe Restaurant? It's annoying, isn't their wonton delicious just recently?!"

"So what if it's delicious? How much is the wonton at Chuhe Restaurant, how much is it here, don't you understand? You're dreaming of buying new shoes after spending the money on worn-out shoes!!"

"Roll, eat or not."

The shopkeeper has a great temper, and he really started to drive away the diners who slammed his wontons on the spot.

Some diners were driven away, and some diners said that they would not speak again, so the shopkeeper allowed them to stay.

And for those diners who were driven away, the shopkeeper also confiscated their money. No one ate the wontons that were made in the original place, and the shopkeeper just dumped them on the ground, and it was right to feed them to the dogs.

"correct."

Suddenly, the shopkeeper seemed to think of something, looked around at the diners, and said angrily: "Whoever let me hear it later, and say good things about Chuhe Restaurant, I will drive you away."

"And I will remember your appearance. Next time you come, I will never cook for you."

The shopkeeper said very harshly.

Not afraid of diners running away.

It seems that he is not the master of losing money and making business, but doing business according to the situation.

Anyone who speaks good things about Chuhe restaurant will be driven away. This kind of hatred can be said to be very great.

The diners who have stayed have expressed that they will abide by it.

This made the shopkeeper's face look much better, and he went back to make wontons.

But after a while,

A special pigeon landed on his shoulder, and the shopkeeper's eyes narrowed for a moment.

He put down his work, came to the diners, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, today's wontons are not considered money, let's all go, something urgent happened suddenly on my side."

Without any explanation, he began to drive away the diners, confiscating them without any money.

Although the diners were dissatisfied, they didn't make a fuss when they saw that their money was not charged and they ate wontons for free.

After driving away all the diners, the shopkeeper quickly closed the stall and went home.

His house is not far from here, just a few steps away.

Just a few steps before he arrived at the door of the house, the door of the house opened from the inside, and a woman came out from inside.

Look sad.

"Ma'am, why did you come out, shouldn't you be sleeping at this time?!"

The shopkeeper seemed a little surprised.

The woman gave her a blank look, and said angrily, "I didn't sleep today, and I didn't dare to sleep. Do you think I can sleep for what I have to do today? I've been waiting for you to come back. Voice, I knew you were back."

The shopkeeper touched his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "That's true, in fact, it's fine if you sleep, so you don't have to leave Chang'an City today."

The woman stepped forward and knocked him on the head, full of resentment: "What are you talking about! What's the matter? You still want to leave me alone? That's not okay. We said when we were drinking, let's go Wherever you are, we all want to be together."

The shopkeeper sighed, and said sadly: "That's what I said back then, but knowing that when I face a real decision, I still hope that you can be safe."

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "Do you think... if you die, it will be a happy thing for me to live? It will make me miserable, so I might as well just die, that's fine. , Let’s not talk about this, time is urgent, push things in quickly.”

While talking, the two couples helped push the stall into the house.

en route.

The woman's hands kept stroking the small stall, her gaze remained in memory.