Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 150

Princess House.

Qingyange was sitting upright in front of the table, doing the homework assigned by Bachelor Fang today.

Qing Yuan sat aside, rubbing ink for Qingyange, she asked curiously: "Princess, why did you not only pardon Yingfanfan's crimes in the end, but also gave a large sum of money to Nan'an Palace, I'm afraid It will chill the hearts of the families of the courtiers who were killed in the royal hunting ground this time."

Qing Yange scribbled and wrote with ease, without raising her head, she replied: "No, but they will make them more loyal to me."

Qing Yuan asked in disbelief: "Why?"

Qing Yange replied: "Because I have a clear distinction between public and private, and one person makes mistakes and does not blame others. All the corrupt officials who were killed this time, these family members want to avenge themselves on the one hand, but on the other hand they are anxious. The minister is dead and took the opportunity to retaliate."

Qingyuan nodded thoughtfully, "So that's the case, but the family members of those murdered ministers have been running to Nan'an Palace to make troubles from time to time these days, making the capital very uneasy, how will this end. "

Qing Yange finished writing the last stroke, put the brush on the table, and smiled like a spring breeze, "Just take the king of Nan'an back to the capital to calm down the turmoil, don't worry."

Only then did Qing Yuan feel relieved, seeing Qingyange stop writing, she leaned forward to look at the rice paper, "Princess, you have finished the drawing that Xueshi Fang told you to draw!"

Qing Yange unfolded the rice paper confidently, "Look~ Is the painting good~"

Qing Yuan rubbed her eyes, making sure she read correctly, she pointed to the pattern on the rice paper, "Princess... don't you draw money?"

Qing Yange nodded as if smashing garlic, and smiled happily, "Yes, didn't Master Fang tell us to draw what we think in our hearts? All I think about is money, so I must draw it!"

Qing Yange saw that Qing Yuan was frozen in place, motionless, thinking that she was moved by her great ambition, and introduced more vividly: "Look, I also drew several forms of silver. There are copper plates on it, and there are silver plates." There are ingots, banknotes, and broken silver~"

Qingyuan: "..."

Nan'an Palace.

Ying Fanfan, who was completely sunburned, returned to the wing room. He sat on the master chair, and the dark guard applied plaster on his sunburned back.

Because of the long-term exposure to the sun, the skin had already peeled off a little. The moment the plaster was applied, a pain seemed to hit from the depths of the bone marrow, and Yingfanfan was so painful that his veins burst out, but he didn't say a word in a daze.

The dark guard looked worried, but he didn't dare to stop the speed in his hand.

Finally, he put the plaster on the last part of his skin, put the plaster away, and said: "Master, do you really want to keep the Princess and Second Young Master from knowing about your sunburn on your back?"

Yingfanfan shook his head, put on the robe on the side calmly, and said, "There's no need to let them know about these things."

"Yes." The dark guard agreed.

"I asked you to send someone to find out the whereabouts of daddy. Do you have any clues?" Yingfanfan put on his robe, took a sip of tea from the teacup beside him, and asked seriously.

The dark guard agreed: "Master, we have been searching around the royal hunting ground for a long time, but we haven't found any trace."

Yingfanfan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Since my father disappeared, the doorman who has been with him has also disappeared. It is said that the doorman is from the capital, and it is impossible to escape to other places if you think about it. You send someone to take care of the carpet in the capital. Do a search and bring him here."

This person is the breakthrough.

"Yes." The dark guard cupped his hands and answered immediately.

"Brother~~"

Suddenly, there was a cry from outside the door.

When the dark guard heard the movement, his figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

In the next second, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and Ying Jiaojiao's figure barged in.

As soon as Ying Jiaojiao entered the door, she saw the pale Yingfanfan sitting on a chair, sipping tea, crying like rain, "Brother!! You have been wronged today."

Yingfanfan smiled first, "It's okay."

However, looking at Ying Jiaojiao who was covered with a mosquito net, he still couldn't help asking: "Jiaojiao, why do you want to wrap up a mosquito net?"

Ying Jiaojiao stood on the spot and turned around, and said happily: "Brother~ You really have discerning eyes, and you can tell at a glance that this is an anti-mosquito screen, but I removed the mosquito net in the second brother's room. Tailored to the body shape, a layer of anti-mosquito artifacts can be wrapped from head to toe~”

Ying Fanfan was stunned, "It's not in the forest here, there shouldn't be so many mosquitoes in our house, right? Are you too nervous, little girl?"

Ying Jiaojiao shook her head, and said hastily: "No, from my yard to yours, I have to pass through two gardens and three forests. These places are the most likely to harbor mosquitoes. This is to prevent them from happening~ "

Ying Fanfan glanced at the helpless Changsheng and Immortal who followed Ying Jiaojiao, he coughed lightly, and then said: "Ahem, since you are sure that I am fine, little sister, you can go back to the courtyard to rest in peace. "

Ying Jiaojiao leaned forward and looked Yingfanfan up and down, and she asked uncertainly, "Brother, are you really alright?"

Yingfanfan smiled, "What do you think I can do? What's more, the princess rewarded me today."

Ying Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, she clapped her hands, "Sure enough, the princess is a good person!"

Yingfanfan's smiling eyes flashed a trace of darkness, but he also responded: "Yes."

"By the way, brother, didn't you say you were going to place some new treasures in our mansion? Otherwise, it would be so bald and ugly." Ying Jiaojiao sat down on the opposite side of Yingfanfan, and served it to herself unceremoniously. He took a cup of tea and took a big swig proudly.

Ying Fanfan nodded, "I've sent someone to handle this matter."

"Then why..." Ying Jiaojiao was about to ask why the new item hadn't arrived yet, but when she heard the noise not far away, she stood up abruptly, overjoyed, "Did something arrive?"

Changsheng's eyesight is excellent, he glanced over and quickly replied: "Yes, princess!"

Ying Jiaojiao couldn't wait to take a step forward, and waved to Changsheng and Bulao, "Hurry up, hold an umbrella for me, and take me to see it."

"Okay!" Changsheng and Bulao held umbrellas on one left and one on the right, and the two umbrellas were stacked together to block the sunlight above Ying Jiaojiao's head, and the master and servant walked happily towards the noisy place.

A quarter of an hour later.

Ying Jiaojiao returned to the wing with a sad face, "Brother~"

Ying Fanfan, who just took out a book on the art of war and was about to read it, saw Ying Jiaojiao's reaction, and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Jiaojiao, are you not satisfied with the new decoration?"

Ying Jiaojiao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

More than dissatisfied!

She is very dissatisfied!
She was full of confusion and asked: "Brother, why do these ornaments look disgraced and not impressive at all. Those ornaments before our Nan'an Palace, which ones are not shining with gold, are priceless! Brother, do you not have enough money?" what……"

(End of this chapter)