Hard to be a good wife

Although Prince Zhao did not intentionally win over the courtiers, everyone knew that more than half of the officials in the court were biased towards Prince Zhao. This time they managed to persuade a Shaofu, but it would not be a big deal if it was emptied.

"It's strange to say that the king's people did find out that His Royal Highness had set up a private arsenal and recruited private soldiers. How could he get the wind in advance and cover up the matter?"

The eldest prince narrowed his eyes, "It means that we have his eyeliner around us. I really didn't expect him to be so capable at such a young age."

"You mean... It seems that we have to clean up the people around us first, otherwise we won't be able to do anything!"

The old county king thought of his precious daughter, and his eyes became sharp. He had obviously persuaded the king to secretly replace his beloved daughter with a maid. Anyway, no one in Nansha had ever seen his daughter. It made no difference who married her. .

It's a pity that the plan he arranged that he thought was perfect was discovered by Prince Zhao, and he secretly exchanged Tangxi back. By the time he found out that it was Tangxi who married, it was too late.

Thinking that he might never see Tangxi again in this life, the old county king's heart ached like a knife.

If he doesn't take revenge, he will be a father in vain!

It was already late at night when Tang Yue returned to the mansion. He was exhausted physically and mentally but still nervous. After entering the room and locking the door, he asked Prince Zhao: "When did the eldest prince know about the private soldiers?"

Prince Zhao untied the belt of his cloak for him, and poured him a cup of hot water, "I don't know, maybe I was followed by someone who cared when I went to that house."

"Huh? Then how did you know he would reveal it tonight?"

"Your husband is not a god. If you can pinch and count, how would you know that the eldest prince is here?" Prince Zhao sat on the soft couch beside him, with a feather pillow made by Tang Yue himself on the back, and a thick sheep cushion underneath. The blanket is really comfortable, no wonder Tang Yue likes to nest here on weekdays.

Tang Yue was dumbfounded, and leaned in front of him and stared carefully at his eyes for 2 minutes, but unfortunately he couldn't tell whether he was lying or not.

Prince Zhao grabbed his arm and pulled him to his body, biting his neck, "Do you think you are a very powerful husband?"

"..." Tang Yue squeezed his chin and moved his head away, he chuckled, "Yes, otherwise, how could you become the prince, while they can only hide in the corner and cry?"

"That's not necessarily the case. They won't cry until the last moment."

"It's hard to say, I think your big brother is going to hide in the room and cry after returning, and finally designed a perfect comeback performance, but in the end he lost his wife and lost his army, and the way of appearance was too bad. "

Tang Yue pushed Prince Zhao inside, and lay down on it himself, and the two leaned together, talking in a low voice.

"He has been away from the government for so many years, how could he know that Gu has grown up."

Tang Yue glanced at his lower body meaningfully, and nodded, "They've grown up, and they're all married."

Prince Zhao's eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand to pick up Tang Yue's hair, and rubbed it on his face, "Yes, the orphans are married."

Thinking of this fact, the corners of His Royal Highness' mouth could not help but curl up.

"Tell me first, how on earth did you know that he would sue? And transfer my students there." Tang Yue's curiosity was suspended all the way.

"It's nothing. Originally, the two Zhuangzi were not far away. When we first visited the location, the plan was to facilitate communication. If someone was injured, he could receive immediate treatment. Therefore, there is a pharmacy and equipment in the Zhuangzi."

For the Chinese New Year, most of the people went back to celebrate the festival, and the remaining hundreds of people gathered in the Zhuangzi to celebrate together. As for the fact that General Wei encountered them copying medical books when he went, it was just a coincidence.

"I do know that. Liao Guanshi sent all the papers. There are three big boxes. Except for the ones you sent to the palace, I sent people to Zhuangzi, so that they can copy the medical books on the paper when they have time. I didn't expect them to start copying before the end of the year."

In fact, neither of them thought that because they saw paper for the first time, the people in the village were very excited and wanted to try the feeling of writing on paper, so they lit the lamps in the yard after the New Year's Eve dinner, and collectively Get busy.

"It seems that the credit is due to the paper. Gai Minger will give Liao Guanshi another big red envelope!" Tang Yue has never experienced such a thing in his life, and it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous.

No matter what dynasty, it is not allowed to raise private soldiers to make weapons. If you are really caught, you will be charged with a serious crime.

With the status of Crown Prince Zhao, the King of Southern Jin can think in the wrong direction without blinking his eyes. When the eldest prince adds fuel and vinegar, and tells the truth, who knows what will happen.

"Tell me, the eldest prince has been silent for so many years, why did he suddenly come out again?" Tang Yue felt that either the eldest prince had been hiding his strengths and contemplating for a long time, or someone or something stimulated him Nervous.

"If you check, you will know that there are not many people who interact with him on weekdays." Prince Zhao covered Tang Yue's eyes and said softly, "We'll talk about it tomorrow, go to bed first."

"Just sleep here?" Tang Yue looked at the soft couch that was only big enough for two people to lie on their sides and asked Prince Zhao.

"Why not?" Prince Zhao jumped on the bed, went to the bed and hugged the trousers, covering Tang Yue directly, and then got into bed himself, hugging Tang Yue sideways.

The two of them were huddled together and it was hot, but they couldn't stretch their arms and legs. Tang Yue wanted to turn over, but Prince Zhao pinned his legs.

"Don't move, be careful not to fall."

Sure enough, Tang Yue didn't move, and muttered softly: "If you want to fall, you will fall."

There was nothing to say all night, Tang Yue woke up the next day and it was already high in the sun, Prince Zhao was no longer around him, and the bed was still very warm.

It took him a few minutes to get up, moved his hands and feet, and found that his limbs were not stiff or numb at all, which was really strange.

After getting dressed, He knocked on the door and came in, brought hot water and toiletries, Tang Yue asked him, "Is Your Highness still in the mansion?"

"Yes, I went to the study to discuss matters after I had some breakfast, and told him to have dinner with him when you wake up."

"What did you prepare for breakfast today?"

"It's almost the same as yesterday, with a butterfly plum blossom crisp. It's made with fresh plum blossoms from the backyard. It smells delicious."

"Does it taste delicious?" Tang Yue asked casually.

"Naturally it's delicious. Chef Yu's craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world... Well, the slave just ate a small piece, and it was for Chef Yu to taste." He explained.

"It doesn't matter, I will reward you with a few yuan later. Don't be in a hurry for breakfast. I want to eat rice noodles today." Tang Yue actually wanted to eat noodles more, and he hadn't touched noodles for more than half a year.

But soon, when the caravan brought back the flour from North Vietnam, he would make dumplings first, and then make fried buns to satisfy his hunger.

It would be even more perfect if they could get some wheat seeds, and plant them in a northerly place, so they won't have to worry about running out of pasta in the future.

"Pho powder? What is that? Is it delicious?" He tied his belt for him, raised his head, and stared at Tang Yue with a pair of clear eyes.

Although this kid is not as smart as Xiang An, nor as clever as Ke, but he has a pure and kind heart, and it's good to have fun with Tang Yue occasionally, and he doesn't need to do anything anyway.

"You'll know when I make it." Tang Yue didn't often eat hor fun before. It was more fashionable in the south, but he still remembered the taste. It can be fried, boiled or cold. .

As soon as he entered the kitchen, the servants in the kitchen stepped forward and knelt down one after another. Tang Yue thought to himself: I'd better build a small kitchen in his yard in a few days, so as to save the trouble of making a dish every time.

The method of pho is not difficult. First, grind the rice into powder, then add water to make a paste, spread a thin layer in the steamer, and steam it until it is cooked. It is only necessary to make it one by one, which is expensive. A long time.

Tang Yue plans to make two bowls of cold rice noodles first. As long as the toppings are prepared, it will be delicious after mixing. It is fast and convenient. He will make fried rice noodles in the evening.

After everything was done, Tang Yue took the boy carrying the food box to the study, and seeing that there were still quite a few people in the study, he said with a smile, "It's just for everyone to try this newly made delicacy."

"A new trick? Since Mr. Lang entered the mansion, we can be regarded as lucky." A middle-aged man with a mountain beard praised.

Tang Yue remembered him. It is said that this man was rescued by Prince Zhao when he was at the border. The North Vietnamese people got Prince Zhao's trust and reuse after going through various trials and verifications and getting along with him for a long time.

All present here are Prince Zhao's staff, both literary and military. To put it bluntly, they are equivalent to Prince Zhao's brain, making suggestions for him.

It can be said that this group of people contributed a lot to Prince Zhaoneng's insights and knowledge today.

"It's also in the honor of His Highness." Another staff member had already got up and walked over, "It smells so good, it seems to smell like mutton."

"It belongs to your nose spirit."

Everyone stood up one after another, saluted Tang Yue and greeted him.

The atmosphere in the study relaxed for a moment.