How to Be a Male Queen

[This brush is super expensive]

The layout of General Pingxi's mansion is well-organized and well-regulated. Whether it is the front hall, the back bedroom, or the huge martial arts training ground, there is a cold and majestic general's demeanor everywhere.

In contrast, Princess Anya's Mansion is much gentler and softer.

Entering through the tall gatehouse, the first thing you see is a lake. There are a few wintersweet trees slantingly planted by the lake. The color is light yellow and light pink, and they are in full bloom.

Walking along the winding promenade to the backyard, there was a faint sound of water in my ears—this lake was actually alive.

The butler, who was about forty years old, was dressed in the distinctive clothes of the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom. While leading Jian Hao inside, he asked schemingly, "Why did the son come here by himself? The General's Mansion didn't send anyone to see him off?" Is it?"

Jian Hao couldn't understand the meaning behind his words at all, so he just replied carelessly: "I didn't ask them to follow, and it made me uncomfortable to see them all nodding and bowing."

In fact, it can be regarded as "respectful and careful" at best - but Jian Hao couldn't even think of such an adjective.

Hearing what he said, Butler Mo immediately straightened his back, fearing that he would also become that "nodding and bowing, annoying" appearance.

But Jian Hao didn't care at all, he shook his head, and asked nonchalantly: "Is the beauty doing well recently?"

Butler Mo automatically ignored the strange title of "beautiful mother", and translated "have a good life" in his mind a little bit, before replying: "Everything is fine, Your Royal Highness, I just miss my son."

Jian Hao smiled, "Don't think about it, I'm here!" After finishing speaking, he jumped up and down and ran to the back house.

Butler Mo wiped the sweat off his brow, and resigned himself to following up—didn't he say that the son is all right?Why does it look more serious?

From the front hall to the back house, Jian Hao seemed to have traveled through winter and summer.

Housekeeper Mo stopped when he sent him here, because Jian Zhenxi was not in the mansion all year round on the border, the men in the mansion never set foot in the back house.

Even though winter is not over yet, the backyard of the Princess Mansion is full of vitality.

Layers of wooden frames are set up around the courtyard to form a courtyard. Lush green plants are placed layer upon layer on the wooden frames; rows of long bamboo poles are placed horizontally on the top, allowing vines to climb on them.

There are even flowers, the whole yard is filled with intoxicating fragrance of flowers - these flowers are of different colors and styles, and Jian Hao can't name any of them.

In addition to the plants, there are also various birds with melodious calls. They are not locked in cages, but freely shuttle between the green leaves, stop on the flower branches, and even fly around people. .

Jian Hao saw Princess Anya in plain white clothes among thousands of flowers at a glance. At this moment, a small colorful bird landed on her hand. Princess Anya smiled happily, showing her peerless beauty.

——The word "beautiful" alone is not enough to describe this situation.

In fact, Jian Hao has seen such a scene many times in his predecessor's memory, but seeing it with his own eyes at this time, he is still extremely shocked.

There was a "meow meow" cry at his feet, and he subconsciously looked down. A chubby Persian cat was looking at him expectantly with round, strange-colored pupils.

Jian Hao was stunned, this fat cat... seems to be called "Second Highness".

Seeing that he was in a daze, the Second Highness yelled "Meow" twice again, and his tone obviously became a little dissatisfied.

Jian Hao was a little dazed, staring at the Second Highness with his brown eyes - it's useless if you keep shouting, I can't understand cat talk, my lord!

Fortunately, there was a beautiful woman who came to her rescue with a gentle voice, "Xiao Er must be missing Haohao, Haohao should hug him!"

Jian Hao let out a "ah" sound like he was stuck, and quickly reached out, grabbed the two front legs of the Second Highness, and picked it up.

His Highness the Second Highness made an "Aww" and scratched Jian Hao's wrist with a claw, and the slight dissatisfaction just now magnified into ten in an instant.

Jian Hao felt the pain and let go subconsciously.

The Second Highness fell to the ground, stomped heavily on Jian Hao's clothes, and then ran away swaggeringly.

"But are you hurt?" Princess Anya asked anxiously.

Jian Hao curled his lips, and said indifferently: "Forget it has a bit of conscience, it didn't really stretch out its claws."

Princess Anya showed a helpless and indulgent smile.

A sharp female voice came from the side, with a deep smile, "The two highnesses are like this every time. They want to get close to each other, but they always offend each other. This person and cat are like vindictive children."

Jian Hao knew that this person was the most powerful helper beside Princess Anya, and also the veritable internal housekeeper of Princess Anya's mansion - Lan Xin.

"Aunt Lan Xin." Jian Hao pretended to call obediently.

Butler Lan Xin quickly agreed, and looked at Jian Hao not only with the respect for the master, but also with the kindness of an elder.

"Haohao, come to mother." Princess Anya waved to him gently.

Jian Hao blinked, only to realize that Princess Anya was not speaking the official language of Daxia Kingdom from the very beginning, but a language with a peculiar rhythm. …

"Mother?" Jian Hao called tentatively.

"Yes." Princess Anya replied with a smile.

Jian Hao's eyes lit up, he could really speak!

After struggling for more than ten years in his previous life, he who never failed in English can speak a foreign language fluently!

"Mother, mother, mother~~" Jian Hao ran excitedly into the flowers while speaking "foreign language".

During the period, he was tripped by flowers and branches several times, so he simply scrambled and crawled to the side of Princess Anya—such a beautiful mother, he really didn't feel unfamiliar at all!

When Princess Anya saw him fall, her face was obviously worried. She stood up quickly and walked a few steps, until she took Jian Hao's hand, she was slightly relieved.

"Don't worry." Princess Anya said softly.

Jian Hao chuckled and sat down next to her.

Butler Lan Xin watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing: "Your Highness is only 15 years old now, and hasn't grown up yet. At first glance, this handsome face looks like it was carved out of the same mold as His Highness!"

Jian Hao raised his chin, he couldn't be more proud.

Princess Anya is as gentle and indulgent as ever.

Looking at the beauty of this beauty, Jian Hao felt itchy for a moment, "Mother, shall I draw a portrait of you?"

Although the tone was inquiring, but before Princess Anya agreed, he hurriedly ordered the servant girl to get a pen and paper.

The people present didn't find it strange at all. In the past, "Jian Hao" would often call out to paint, although the finished products were horrible every time, Princess Anya would carefully collect them.

However, when Jian Hao saw the pen and paper respectfully presented by the little maid, he was immediately dumbfounded—who could tell him how he could use a brush to learn and paint now that he barely passed the art exam back then?

Jian Hao threw himself into the arms of the beautiful mother with an "Aww", thinking sadly in his heart: So it's better to be a dedicated dude, it's not suitable for him to be famous for his paintings and eternal fame!

yeah?One painting is famous and its name lasts through the ages—what is an idiom?

Jian Hao suddenly became happy again—it's not that the young master has not improved at all!

As a result, the fighting spirit was rekindled, "Aniang, do you have a harder pen? It's not this kind of hairy head, it's about... as thick as a flower branch, and the tip of the pen is hard." Jian Hao pulled the flower branch next to him and gestured. Fan.

Princess Anya looked at the flower branch calmly, as if she was silently comparing it in her heart.

Butler Lan Xin let out a "huh" and said, "Your Highness asked me to say this, but I remembered something..."

Jian Hao's eyes lit up, "Is it a pencil? Is there a pencil now?"

Butler Lan Xin couldn't help laughing, "I've never heard of a 'pencil', I only know that the thing I mentioned just now is not suitable for His Highness to draw."

When Jian Hao heard it, he immediately showed a disappointed expression, "Tch, I thought it was a pencil!"

Princess Anya patted Jian Hao's sagging shoulders gently, raised her head slightly, and said to Butler Lan Xin, "Go and get it."

Butler Lan Xin was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help talking: "Your Highness, that's—"

Princess Anya interrupted her words unhurriedly, and said again: "Go and get it."

"Yes." Lan Xin respectfully blessed Fushen, turned around and walked towards the princess's wing.

Jian Hao lay on Princess Anya's lap, staring at Butler Lan Xin's back with one eye. To be honest, he didn't have any hope—if it wasn't for the pencil, he wouldn't have it if there was anything else. Use it!

After a few breaths, Butler Lan Xin came back, holding a palm-sized round box inlaid with colorful gemstones, which looked very gorgeous.

Jian Hao straightened up slowly, looking eagerly with a pair of brown eyes, like a dog looking forward to a big meal.

Anya looked at him with a softer expression on her face.

"What is it?" Jian Hao asked curiously.

"Thrush." ​​Princess Anya replied lightly.

Butler Lan Xin couldn't help but confirm again, "Your Highness, do you really want to use this for your little Highness?"

Princess Anya nodded, and said to the maid standing beside her, "Go get some warm water."

"Yes."

It has to be said that the length and thickness of this "eyebrow pencil" is relatively in line with Jian Hao's requirements, but at first, he couldn't hold it firmly, and broke one abruptly.

The maids at the side looked at it and felt pain in their flesh.

However, Jian Hao picked it up like he would treat ordinary trash, and threw it into the wastebasket casually.

Now, even Housekeeper Lan Xin felt a pain in the flesh.

Jian Hao didn't notice their thoughts at all, but solemnly followed the way Princess Anya taught, holding the "eyebrow pencil", slightly wet the tip, and then drew stroke by stroke on the paper.

Just like what the scumbag father said in the previous life, this kid can only really calm down when he is painting—even though his painting is not very good!

In just two cups of tea, a woman with long hair reaching her waist appeared on the plain white rice paper. The woman was wearing a fluttering brocade dress and a bunch of flowers under her body.

Although this portrait only has simple black lines, it perfectly outlines the tranquil and refined charm of Princess Anya.

Even Princess Anya, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help showing a look of amazement.

Butler Lan Xin praised secretly in his heart, but jokingly said: "It seems that our little highness is not talented in painting, but because we don't have noble pens to match."

Jian Hao thought he was praised, so he raised his chin proudly, and replied without humility: "That is!"

Princess Anya and Butler Lan Xin smiled at each other.

Jian Hao stared eagerly at the gorgeous jewelry box, "Mother, can you give me two more?" Later, he drew some pictures for the old lady, sure to make her happy!

Princess Anya stretched out her white fingers, and gently sent the box to him, "Take it all."

Jian Hao took it unceremoniously, and happily stuffed it into his purse.

Uh... the purse suddenly bulged up, and the way it hung on the clothes was a little weird.

However, Jian Hao soon felt relieved, his wallet was full, it happened to be obvious that he was rich!

Indeed, each of the snails that Persia paid tribute to was worth ten gold—Jian Hao had at least twenty of them in his purse.

The author has something to say: explain:

First of all, Haohao didn't know that Luozidai was very expensive, Princess Anya deliberately didn't let Steward Lan Xin tell him; not to mention that he was a time traveler, even if he was a member of the dynasty, those who didn't pay attention to this aspect still didn't know that Luozidai was very expensive .

Secondly, ten gold is equivalent to ten taels of silver, not ten catties of gold (my God)!

In the end, Luo Zidai will play its due value, which will be mentioned later.

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"Ciyuan": Gold ([-]):

The unit of currency used in ancient calculations. Either a jin was regarded as a piece of gold, or a 镒 was used as a piece of gold, which varied from time to time. Later, it was also called a tael of silver as a piece of gold.

Also: 镒 (sound yi, Qu Sheng). 20 liang is one 镒, one said 24 liang is one 镒.

Therefore, the so-called "ten golds" depends on what era:

If it was the pre-Qin or even the Qin and Han Dynasties, when silver had not yet become a currency, "ten gold" generally refers to ten catties of copper (it cannot be ten catties of gold), or 200-240 taels of copper (calculated as one gold equals one 镒);

If it was the Song Dynasty and later, silver has become a currency in circulation, it refers to silver, and "ten gold" means ten taels of silver.