Chapter 172

After Feng Yao finished speaking, he stood up, and Wu Qing said: "Actually, I'm here to deliver a message."

"What words?" Feng Yao frowned, as if he felt that what Wu Qing would say would not be good or serious.

But Wu Qing put on a serious face, looking more serious than Feng Yao... pinched another peanut, and then said slowly: "Mo Li said that he will be late for the prince's banquet tonight. You don't want to...cough Cough, don't close the window."

Don't close the windows!Feng Yao gritted his teeth resentfully, clenched his small fists in his sleeves and said: "I see, please go back, Master Ruthless."

"I haven't finished eating yet." Wu Qing seemed to love the five-spice peanuts in Fengyao Incense Shop, so he ate them again happily.

Feng Yao had no intention of chatting with him, and turned around to leave.But I heard Wu Qing asking from behind: "I don't know what two words the eldest princess called me as ruthless son?"

"Wu Qing is ruthless." Feng Yao smiled and walked out through the curtain.

Wu Qing shouted from behind: "It's enough for me to have affection for Ziruo. Ziruo said, your box of rouge is really good, I want to ask for two more boxes."

"Everyone in Fengjue Kingdom knows that the incense made by my own hands is hard to find." Feng Yao left after speaking, but Wu Qing didn't say another word.

"Hmph." Feng Yao sat in front of the desk boredly when he returned to the Princess Mansion, and he didn't care to read the two accounts in his hand, so he threw them on the table casually.

One of the lighter books fell on the table and slid far away until it hit the Yushanzi beside the table, and was blocked by it so as not to fall directly off the table.But he also knocked over the little noodle pig that was lying on the Yushanzi, rolled over, fell on the table and broke into pieces.

"Yeah." Feng Yao picked it up with some distress, but the head and body of the noodle pig were separated, and the round body was broken into two pieces again, so it might not be repaired completely.

Feng Yao attaches great importance to this friendship with his daughter, but he didn't think that the noodles would become brittle after being left for a long time, and would be so weak that it would break if touched.But it was broken after all, so I could only carefully wrap it in a handkerchief, trying to find a small box to store it carefully.

But he didn't want to rummage through the box in the corner, and found many things from the past.There are puppets and tops from childhood;

It looks like the same thing, but it's really interesting.Feng Yao couldn't help but think of many childhood days, and those relatives who were no longer around.

Flipping to the end, an ancient book caught Feng Yao's eyes.Feng Yao was suddenly surprised, this doesn't seem to be his own?And when I put away this box, I was still young, this ancient book is not a plaything, why is it in it?

Although curious, Feng Yao was still cautious, washed his hands with clean water first, and opened the book after drying his hands.At first glance, Feng Yao was stunned, because it was actually written by Fanwen.

But after looking carefully, Feng Yao realized that he could understand those tadpole-like scriptures.Therefore, it was determined that it should be something left by the queen mother.

I looked at this for a long time.In fact, the booklet is not very thick, but besides Fengyao has forgotten most of the Fanwen taught by his mother since childhood, it is also because the content of the booklet is too profound, so that Fengyao read it carefully, and looked up again. up at sunset.

Closing the album, Feng Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "I never thought that my mother's medicine skills would be so high." The ancient album recorded many folk remedies from the small country of Fanbang.And there is a line of small characters under each prescription, Feng Yao recognized that it was the empress's handwriting.

In other words, this should be the medical skill that my mother has practiced since she was a child, but it is just a secret recipe handed down by the herbal doctors in the small country of Fanbang.But the more such a secret recipe is, the more miraculous it is, which is why the emperor was saved by his mother in Syracuse back then.

"Princess, is dinner brought in?" Lan'er heard Feng Yao muttering to himself in the study, knocking on the door and asking in a low voice.

"No, let's put it in the hall below." Feng Yao put the ancient book away, and didn't care about cleaning up the things on the floor. He simply went out, closed the door behind him, and ordered: "There is no need to clean up the house. I will leave after dinner." Still to see."

"Yes." Lan'er replied and stood at the door, seeming to be afraid that someone would break in by mistake.

Feng Yao smiled and said: "There is no need to be nervous, but I found some toys from my childhood, and I haven't played with them enough, so I put them back and play again."

Lan'er laughed when she heard that, "Princess still keeps things from her childhood? That's even more precious, it can be used as an antique, I have to guard the door."

Knowing that Lan'er was careful, Feng Yao didn't force her, so she let her stand here and went down to eat by herself.

Just after dinner, Feng Yao was sitting at the table drinking tea, when the guard at the gate reported that Su Junqing had come to see him.

"Please come in." Feng Yao probably knew why Su Junqing came.An Ran sat and waited for him to come in to thank him.

Sure enough, Su Junqing came with gift boxes in both hands.Zi Ying burst out laughing when she saw it, and went to help take it and put it on the table.He asked with a smile, "Why, Mr. Su has become enlightened today? Did he even know how to give gifts to the princess to please the beauty?"

Su Junqingjun blushed, as if she didn't know how to speak.Looking at the gift box placed on the table by Zi Ying, he squeezed out two words: "No."

"Ah? No? Mr. Su is a teacher. Didn't anyone teach you to give something to please a beauty?" Zi Ying didn't stop her mouth, and said: "If no one teaches you, then Zi Ying teaches Mr. Su, my family What the princess likes best is..."

"Zi Ying." Feng Yao frowned and scolded, Luluo dragged Zi Ying aside, and it was inevitable that she would twist again.

Only then did Feng Yao turn to Su Junqing and said, "This must be a gift from Ning Mei."

"Yes." Su Junqing breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Yao'er had predicted everything, and there was no need to explain himself.

"Open it and have a look, they are all good things." Feng Yao covered his lips and smiled.But he was thinking in his heart that if the courtesy was too light, he would have to find Ning Meiren to beat him up.

Ziying was very twisted by Luluo, her eye circles were red but she was still able to join in the fun.Hastily stepped forward to open the two gift boxes, and held the contents on the table.

I saw that one of the gift boxes contained a jasper carved plate, the color of spinach green, and the craftsmanship was exquisite.But it's just good-looking, in the eyes of Zi Ying, who is by the princess's side and used to seeing all kinds of treasures, it's not a precious thing, let alone Feng Yao's eyes.

Feng Yao sneered: "It's just a decoration, it's fine for my daughter to play with."

The second piece is a paperweight made of agarwood, with patterns of flowers and birds in mother-of-pearl.This looks like an old object, but it is not an antique, it is an antique.

Feng Yao sighed: "Could it be that Ning Mei is really down and out?"

But Su Junqing said: "Actually, there are more." After finishing speaking, he took out a delicately sewn buckskin bag from his bosom.

 Today's updates are all ready, like a dog with a tired box.From sitting at six o'clock in the morning until now, my back is sore and my legs are sore and I have no strength.Recommend my friend Feng Qi's article "The Empire's Strong Favor: The Prisoned Wife of the Bloodthirsty Head of State"

  


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