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The old emperor was already very old. When Shen You entered, the other party was personally watering the begonias with an extremely delicate jade gourd. His wrinkled hands trembled and sprinkled many drops of water on the gold bricks in the hall.

Shen You didn't bother him, and simply stood aside casually, very consciously wandering away while eating cherries.

... The final payment for the shipment of the previous two days has not been recovered, and the boy who delivered the goods is as slippery as a loach. We have to find a way to make him pay the price...

He has often entered the palace to accompany the queen since he was a child, and he is a member of the royal family, but he also has a very unique position in this palace that has long been deformed and cannot find the old style.

The old emperor had always doted on him - he knew that in that catastrophe in the future, he would do his best to save the lives of those people.

The ones who were genuinely nice to him.

But it's not that time yet, this old guy who is always calculating the little gold in his pocket still makes him feel irritable from time to time.

The two of them were so quiet, neither of them spoke. Shen You went through all the account books of the last seven days in his mind. In the end, he was really bored, so he began to take a nap with his eyes slightly closed, and smacked his favorite things carefully. Those few paragraphs sing.

It’s no secret in the capital that the young prince of Ruiwang’s Mansion likes operas—there is always a wing with the best facing direction reserved for him in the Grand Theater of the Capital, which is a place that other princes and nobles would never outsource to go to a theater .

The whim of the nobles is more important than this kind of big money owner who is addicted to it. Naturally, the boss like a human being can't tell the difference.

He Mingyu is a veritable player, he loves to listen to operas and also loves to sing operas - although the latter is somewhat unworthy of the stage, but in this era of social development, the actual helm of Ruiwang Mansion and the wealthy little prince wants to do, no one will not Say bad things with long eyes.

Looking at the appearance of the little prince, everyone can imagine how seductive his appearance can be - isn't it seductive, usually when he wears a jade crown and a black and red brocade robe, he already looks like a monster playing in the world. If you want to apply powder, I am afraid that no matter which subject you take, it will drive the fans crazy.

However, due to his status, ordinary people naturally have no chance to see it.In fact, even though He Mingyu's love of drama is known to everyone, none of the curious nobles in the capital have ever seen him in make-up.

——In other words, none of them knew that they had seen the appearance of the little prince dressed up.

Shen You passed "A Dream in the Garden" once, and "Anti-Xi Liang" again, and when he was singing "Heroes raise their troops, who dares to stop them", an old and withered hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

Shen You was startled, and almost turned over with a "hey", but finally remembered where she was, and suppressed Ma Chao's grief and indignation.

"...It's really not easy to see you once. I called you Ama several times before, and finally came into the palace today." The old emperor squinted and smiled happily, looking like an amiable old man next door, Rather than the fatuous king who is in charge of the whole world.

Shen You raised her eyebrows, Diao Erlang lifted her robe and stood up pretending to salute, and she was helped up before her knees were even bent: "Your Majesty's words are unjust killing of slaves, and Prince Rui hasn't returned to the mansion for several days—— You know, it is impossible for a slave to go to Yi..."

"That's enough," the emperor scolded with a smile, "You're so eloquent and talkative, and you still have to make the whole capital laugh at that little thing in the palace."

Shen You lazily said: "Anyone who wants to read a joke, tell him to read it, anyway, no one dares to come... dare to chew the tongue in front of your face."

The emperor sighed, shook his head and said, "Okay, I can't control you either. I asked you to ask the guy in the south...about building the railway. In your opinion, how credible are those foreigners' words?"

"..." Shen You bit her lip and quickly organized her words, "Building roads should be done, as for those foreigners..."

When it came to business, he became serious unconsciously, the lazy temperament floating on the surface of his body was fully restrained, but the delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be more and more sharp.

The emperor listened to his words, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at the person's face, uncontrollably thinking of the handsome and beautiful King Rui Fujin back then.

This boy from the He family looks even more beautiful than his mother-in-law.

Shen You talked for a long while, then brought tea to drink dry-mouthed, and suddenly found that the old guy looked dazed, as if he didn't listen to his long-winded speech at all.

The little prince suddenly exploded with anger, his expression dropped on the spot, he snorted heavily, and then drank the tea in his hand in one gulp.

"Cough," the emperor said nonchalantly to cover up his embarrassment, "Mingyu, at my age, I don't have much insight into these emerging affairs... so, you go back and draw up a brochure to submit. Recently, Marshal Gu from the south will come to Beijing. To discuss this matter, it is better to leave it to—"

"Your Majesty," Shen You said coldly, "this slave is nothing more than an idle clan, so it's unfair to take this job."

The emperor waved his hand: "Why can't you get it? I said you will get it if you get it. It's just a matter of passing a note to the Ministry of Industry. Forgive me, Chen Yuzhi would not dare to embarrass you, the God of Wealth."

"..." Isn't this still planning for him to fill it out of his own pocket? Shen You gritted her teeth and stared at the face of the old fox opposite, wishing she could throw the teacup on his face.

Bah, but he still had to play tricks. Although the foundation of the He Family Chamber of Commerce is in the capital, the transportation and flow of money are all in the south. Whether the railway can be repaired will have a greater impact on him than anyone else. No way, he Really have to spend money and effort to do this white work.

At the moment, she was even more impatient to make false claims in this palace, Shen You flatly rejected the invitation to stay for dinner, and galloped out of the palace in a huff.

Originally, every time he came in, he would definitely take the time to see Cheng Jia, but today he was put together, and he really didn't have the intention - he was a little bit angry, so it's fine for the little fox to play tricks on him several times, and now the old fox is bullying him. In the end, he really thought that He Mingyu could not be squeezed into mud!

Hmph, let's just let her hang out, it will always look like my father is singing a one-man show with enthusiasm, but she shows such an unlucky look like coaxing a child.

"...Xianjun?" Gan Song said in a speechless voice, "Aren't you too deep into the drama... Hey, calm down."

Shen You gritted her teeth and said, "As soon as I saw the emperor's face, I remembered those family worshipers who always plotted against me... Anyway, I'm not an OOC, do you still care about what I think?"

"..." Sure enough, he was too involved in the drama, how could the tone of his words change so quickly.Forget it, if you can't provoke it, you can hide it. Since Xianjun doesn't need the system to chat with you here, it's better to go back and concentrate on absorbing the water spirit stone you got last time.

Shen You rushed out of the palace with a wind like this, and the maids along the way were not surprised. The only one who can be so arrogant in the palace and has not been dragged off his horse by the collar by the guards is the only one who is the God of Wealth in Prince Rui's Mansion .

It has been more than half of the afternoon going around like this, and when Shen Youbu left the Forbidden Palace, the sky was already stained with the unique golden sunset glow at dusk.

"Master, go back to the mansion?" He San'er, who was waiting at the gate of the palace, greeted him, slapped the guard standing at the gate, and then turned around and bowed to ask.

Shen Youshun breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at He San'er with a smile that was not a smile, and said: "Can someone report in the afternoon, is the lord in the mansion now?"

"Master Hui," He San'er lowered his head, "My lord left the mansion in the afternoon and went to Yicui Pavilion..."

"Hmph, old pervert..." Even though she has become used to it, Shen You still couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness in her heart—the father who was nostalgic for the brothel every night, the dynasty was declining day by day, and only the heir who had just reached the weak crown was left in the huge Rui Palace. Master.Not to mention that He Mingyu has been known as a dandy since he was a child. When he first took over everything, there were secretly many people who were waiting to see the jokes of this once-prosperous palace. But now, the more prosperous family business has given those people a resounding... slap in the face.

"Go back and tell Fujin that my son-in-law went to look for the old thing in person today, and told her to prepare the hangover soup—" Shen You tugged on the rein, and ordered casually, and after a pause, she said reluctantly. Add a sentence, "It's getting cold, and someone will burn the earth dragon in the prince's house."

"Yes, Lord." He San'er bowed his hands together, with a smile on his brows.

Naturally, people in the palace would worry about these things... It's just such a small matter, there's no need to explain it to his master in detail.

Between the prince and the young prince, there is only so little concern left.

Shen You snorted, clamped the horse's belly with her legs, clasped the white jade in her hands and swung the whip loudly, and rushed towards the destination with the usual arrogance.

And that woman...the extremely indifferent and dignified eyebrows and eyes flashed across my mind inadvertently—but it was a little blurry, after all, she was still young when she was alive, so what can she remember.

Except for a blurred face, the woman who should have been called Er Niang didn't leave him any other vivid memories.

The steed gallops past the busy city like an arrow leaving the string, and the black horse is covered with the luxury and gold fans of the secular and busy alleys.

But it still seems like an elf who does not belong to the mortal world in the dark night.

"Woo—" Shen You reined in the horse, and the black horse stopped steadily in front of Yicui Pavilion.

He glanced at the red and green door face with disgust—the naked vulgarity and sensuality, it was far away from the simple elegance of the Liyuan, and he didn't know what the old man was obsessed with, so he came here every night to have fun...

Lifting his legs, he leaped off the horse gracefully, striding into the inner hall without even looking at the vulgar and sweet welcome at the door.

"Hey, this is not the young prince of Prince Rui's Mansion. Why today? What kind of wind brought you here?" The old bustard with heavy make-up came to block her face, intentionally or unintentionally breathing powder and powder to block the way.

Shen You involuntarily frowned and took a step back, then realized something, stepped forward without any trace, raised her right hand still clinging to the horsewhip, the apricot-yellow whip pointed directly at the old bustard's nose, preventing her from approaching: "Stop, don't Dirty grandpa's eyes."

Seeing the woman's smiling face froze with satisfaction, she consulted herself: "Where is Prince Rui, I have something to say to him."

"What the little prince said," the old bustard made a disgusting smile again, "Where is the prince, I am a woman in this house, how dare I talk too much..."

"...I think you're quite courageous." Shen You narrowed her eyes and stared at her, before turning around after a long while, "Well, you can find it yourself.

As he spoke, he was about to barge into the adjacent box, and the old bustard hurriedly yelled in a shrill voice, "Hey, my lord, this can't be done!"

While she was blocking it, she winked secretly, and a few strong turtle slaves came up and said, "My lord, our Yicui Pavilion is a small business, and the guests in the private room really can't be bumped..."

How do these low-level characters know that the upper class of the capital is turbulent? Although He Mingyu has heard of the name, but most of them are only regarded as some capable children. It's here.

In their eyes, compared to the little prince, it is natural that they should curry favor with the genuine prince who always spends money like water.

——Naturally, they couldn't think of where the money that the old prince squandered came from.

Shen You turned around slowly, raised an eyebrow at the old bustard, and slowly glanced at the big men who were approaching in a circle: "Oh, it's really strange, can you actually want to fight with the master here?"