After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Chapter 649 The Daily Life of Xianxiawen Eating Melons and Farming (25)

Jin Yan slipped back to Mei's house to watch the excitement, while the prince hurried back to the palace.

When approaching the palace gate, a black shadow as fast as the wind passed by the prince's carriage. The moment the carriage curtain was lifted by the wind, a scroll wrapped in silk fell silently into the carriage.

"Your Highness..."

"Continue to go."

After the prince finished giving his instructions, he opened the silk cloth outside, and what came into view were three account books that he could not find anywhere.

He took out a book and flipped through a page at random. With just one glance, he could see many flaws.

"Your Highness, the palace gate has arrived."

When the guard finished speaking, the prince had already put the account books back into the silk.

The prince was not favored and was often suppressed by the emperor. Therefore, the emperor never allowed him to ride in the palace before.

But this time the prince was seriously injured when he was assassinated, and the imperial doctor concluded that the prince was dying and there was no way to save him. The emperor was no longer as wary and guarded against the prince as before.

In order to show his kindness and tolerance, he also authorized the prince not to go to court when he was unwell. If he wanted to move around, he could ride in a sedan or carriage.

The emperor has relaxed his guard against the prince, but the prince has never let down his love rival for a moment.

What he wants is not only the country and the country, he also wants his mother and sister, and those who support him and protect him to be safe and sound.

He couldn't make any mistakes.

……

"Baozi! Hot big meaty buns!"

A black shadow flew past the bun shop as fast as lightning. As soon as the shopkeeper shouted, the speed of the black shadow slowed down significantly.

Soon, the shadow returned to the front of the bun shop.

When he saw that there were customers, the shopkeeper was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

There was business right after opening, so today must be a good day!

The shopkeeper smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "Hey, sir, have a good morning. What kind of stuffing do you want, and how many do you want?"

"Seven meats and three vegetables."

"okay!"

The shopkeeper happily agreed, but when he was pretending, he packed eight buns. "Please take it, guest. You are my first guest today. According to the rules, I will give you a meat bun. If you eat well, you can come back later." .”

Chengying didn't say anything, but left some extra money.

The shopkeeper: "Your guest..."

"With the extra money, buy buns for the kids on the roadside."

After Chengying finished speaking, he left.

The shopkeeper turned around and saw a few half-clothed and injured children sleeping diagonally across the alley.

"It's really like meeting a living Bodhisattva."

The shopkeeper muttered something, and then shouted towards Cheng Ying's back: "Sir, please move slowly!"

After that, he took two buns from the cage and walked to the opposite side.

The hungry little beggars wake up hungry every day, fall asleep hungry, and even starve in their dreams. Suddenly they smell the aroma of steamed buns and their thirst for food wakes them up from their dreams. come over.

"My buns flew away!" a child said sadly.

The older kid next to him poked him with his elbow, pried his head open and looked at the shopkeeper who was holding the buns.

The child turned his head and slowly opened his eyes, full of surprise, "Baozi, I didn't dream, did we really have Baozi to eat?"

Seeing the child's excited look, the shopkeeper smiled sadly and said, "Little kid, you didn't dream. You are lucky. A kind person invited you to eat steamed buns today."

Several children looked at the shopkeeper, their eyes lit up, but at the same time they were in disbelief and hesitated to move.The shopkeeper gave the bun in his hand to the youngest child, and took out the money he had just received, "Did you see that? A distinguished guest just gave so much, you can eat it even if you open your stomach."

After listening for a while, the few boys realized that the shopkeeper was not lying to them, so they happily ran to the other side.

The older one asked, "May I ask the shopkeeper if you can see what a kind person looks like?"

The shopkeeper paused, "What, you want to repay the favor?"

A moment of embarrassment flashed across the young man's face. He lowered his head, looked at himself covered in dirt and naked, and smiled bitterly, "What can a lowly person like me do?"

"..."

The shopkeeper patted the young man on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.

At this time, he heard a cold voice, "What you have to do is to live as hard as you can. Only by living can you do what you want to do."

The young man and the shopkeeper looked up at the same time. Chengying, dressed in black, was standing three meters away from them, holding a sword and holding a bun.

What they didn't know was that next to Chengying, there was Jin Yan who was focused on eating steamed buns.

The shopkeeper looked surprised at first, and then said with some surprise: "Sir, why are you back, but the buns are not to your taste?"

Hearing that Chengying was the one who invited them to eat steamed buns, the young man immediately knelt down, but Chengying, who saw his intention, stopped him with his sword.

Young man: "My benefactor..."

Chengying: "Don't kneel to me."

Then he said to the shopkeeper: "Buy some more buns."

When he heard that the buns were not to his taste, the shopkeeper's doubts and crisis were instantly lifted. He smiled very kindly and said, "Okay, what kind of stuffing does your guest want this time, and how many do you want?"

Jin Yan: "These buns are big and stuffed enough. Ten are enough. The little Taoist priest has to clean up the alchemy room and inform his brother. It's quite hard. I must reward him."

Chengying: "Yes."

Jin Yan: "The Imperial Master is such a fairy-like person. Normally he should be full just by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, so I won't buy it for him."

Chengying's lips curled up slightly, "Yeah."

In the palace, the emperor was losing his temper with a cold face. The national teacher caught off guard and sneezed. The sound was so loud that it covered the sound of the emperor's anger. For a while, all the courtiers gathered here watched because the ghost broke into the palace. To the national preceptor.

The Emperor: "What does the Imperial Master have to say?"

The Imperial Master took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose. He counted on his fingers and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, I thought someone was scolding me just now."

Son of Heaven: "..."

Other ministers: "..."

Seeing that the emperor's face turned black, the others couldn't help but admire the courage of the imperial master.

Good guy!
As expected of a national master, he is really confident!
The emperor has been scolding him for a long time. In addition to the Mei family's many evil and lawless acts, the ones he scolded the most are the Qintian Supervisor and the Imperial Master's Office. They have the salary of a magic stick but do nothing. It turns out that the resentful ghosts of the Mei family have come to complain to him, the emperor. .

As a result, you, the national teacher, actually directly said that someone was scolding you, so you simply ordered the emperor's fate and forget it!

The emperor was indeed angry, "Master, are you dissatisfied with me?"

The Imperial Preceptor seemed to have just realized that there was an ambiguity in his words. He glanced at the Emperor and explained: "Your Majesty, what I just said did not have the connotation of what you meant. I meant that someone was really scolding me just now. No, it was A scheming minister."

Son of Heaven: "..."

other people:"……"

If you heard me right, the emperor just brought up the old matter again and wants the Imperial Master to stay in the palace to protect his safety?
For the national master who has never been restrained, this is not just a calculation!

From the corner of their eyes, they saw the emperor's face getting darker and darker, and everyone was filled with emotion again.

Hey!
Your Majesty wishes for immortality, but the Imperial Master is dissatisfied with it!
I just don’t know whether it was the Imperial Master’s head that hit the ground first, or His Majesty who died first.

(End of this chapter)