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Rong Ling then told his about seven or eight famous dishes in the capital. Didn't Liu Wei say that she had eaten them before, that is, food that she did not like to eat while she was pregnant? ggaawx

When Rong Ling realized that she had nothing left to do, she stopped and sat there silently.

Before you do that, I'll help you keep your warehouse key. Of course, if you need to use it, send someone to tell Ming Xiang that Ming Xiang will come and tell me. I'll let you know how many you need.

Rong Ling: "..."

He thought that Liu Wei was just not letting him go for now.

However, on the second day when he was about to enter the palace, he realized that there were no carriages waiting at the gates of the palace. Only then did he know that something was wrong.

He called in the butler and inquired about the matter.

However, the butler, Uncle Ming, said pitifully, "My lord, the carriage belongs to Sir Liu. Sir Liu has yet to get up and does not know that my lord is leaving the house. Of course, no one has been sent to prepare the carriage."

Rong Ling frowned, and instructed: "Go and prepare the carriage."

Uncle Ming did not move and continued: "Both the garage and the stables must have a manager's seal. Zhang will return it to the main warehouse every night. Young Master Liu has not ordered the stables to be opened yet, so the carriage cannot be carried now."

Rong Ling's expression was impatient: "If this king wants to mention it, do I need to say it too?"

Uncle Ming had a bitter look on his face. "Your Royal Highness, this is a rule. This rule was set by you in the past. You said it yourself, it's the same for everyone. No rule is too wide of a rule."

Rong Ling: "..."

In the end, Rong Ling was unable to let Uncle Ming rent a carriage.

Uncle Ming looked woodenly at his prince. With a trembling hand, he stretched out his hand and said, "The rent of a horse carriage outside is one tael of silver per day, two taels of silver per day."

Rong Ling, "?"

Uncle Ming said, "Your Royal Highness, you should know that this little servant does not have any money, you …"

Rong Ling frowned, she glanced at the servant at the side.

The manservant said with a bitter laugh, "My lord, your purse was also returned to the storeroom last night. Why don't you give me the key and I will fetch it according to the rules?"

Usually, the prince didn't care about the money, but the servant didn't dare to spend the night with his money. Normally, when night fell, he would return the silver back to the storehouse and settle down.

Rong Ling did not have a key, not even a key.

He coldly stood on the spot, and in the end, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it."

After which, he walked out.

There were no carriages in the house, so naturally, the Zhenge Sect had their own carriages.

Thus, the Third Prince's Mansion was not far from the Zhenge Sect.

Liu Wei slept until late morning when she woke up. She was yawning lazily, when she heard that Uncle Wen had been waiting outside for a long time.

Liu Wei dressed neatly and walked out meticulously. Hearing Uncle Ming's instructions, she asked if the warehouse could be opened today.

When Liu Wei said "yes," he handed the key out and said: "From now on, you do whatever you want to do without asking. The warehouse will open from noon to the afternoon, and everything that goes in and out will be organized at that time."

Uncle Ming did not dare to say anything else. He only replied in a low voice, "Your Highness did not bring any silver today. Could you open up the storehouse? This little one will send some silver to Your Highness."

Liu Wei laughed, "If Your Highness wants to spend money, you will naturally come to collect it yourself. There is no need for Uncle Ming to worry."

Uncle Ming: "…"

That is to say, the Prince has to come to you in person to ask you to open the door of the warehouse?

Uncle Ming had lived for half his life and had seen many shameless people, but he had never seen anyone like Young Master Liu.

This is the Third Prince's Mansion, it's fine if the Second Prince wants to use her own carriage, but seeing your expression, the Prince wants to take back her own purse, and you actually want to make trouble for him.

It was simply, simply... He had gone too far!

Uncle Ming was extremely angry, the tip of his nose snorted, Liu Wei saw it but pretended not to see it, waved her hand and said: "Go down."

Uncle Ming left in a depressed manner.

Only after he had walked far away did he hear him mutter to himself, "A monster will take the lead, a monster will take the lead!"

Liu Wei did not know what Uncle Ming was thinking.

Even if she knew, she could still listen with peace of mind.

Not for anything else, just because Rong Ling was courting death by giving the key to her, there was no reason why she would not agree with Rong Ling.

As the saying goes, one cannot live if he has done something wrong.

Liu Wei was satisfied, she only felt that the sky today was better than before, and the clouds were whiter than before.

She leisurely holed herself up in the courtyard under the grape arbor to read a book. Mingxiang waited on the side for her.

Liu Wei carelessly picked up a piece of cake, chewed it, thought, and drank a mouthful of apricot tea.

Just like that, he was just waiting to die (?) After a day, in the evening, Rong Ling came.

When Rong Ling arrived, Liu Wei was busy instructing Rong Jindong on horse stance techniques, while Xiaoli, who had not finished learning her homework, was biting on her brush, squatting at the side and racking her brains.

Looking at the small proper horse stance, Rong Ling did not make a sound, but slowly walked to Xiaoli's side.

Seeing that the Uncle Rong had arrived, Xiaoli passed the lesson in her hand over and asked worriedly: "Uncle Rong, Mister asked about water treatment, but I thought about it for a long time, not knowing what to say. Tell me, how should I write it?"

Natural disasters, floods, and great drought had always been the topic that the private school's teacher loved to propose and propose.

Rong Ling thought about the latest flood, the governance of the imperial government, and explained it to Xiaoli in a simple manner.

Xiaoli heard it in a hazy manner. A child this young, in the end, did not understand how terrifying the flood was, but he was still muddle-headed enough to write in his textbook. He had already written very well, and very quickly, he wrote more than three lines.

As a result, Xiaoli did her homework for two hours and Rong Ling guided him for two hours.

On the other side, Rong Jindong had trained enough horse stance training, so Liu Wei had also started to teach him sword movements.

The man taught his son and the woman taught their disciples martial arts. Mingxiang had changed tea leaves twice to come in, and seeing this scene, she felt that something was wrong. However, she couldn't say what was wrong, so she simply tossed it aside.

Evening dinner was about to begin. Seeing that the prince was not planning to leave, Mingxiang instructed the servants to place the meals in the prince's room.

Xiaoli and Little Kuang had finished their homework, while the other had finished training in martial arts, so they were too lazy to leave, so they decided to stay and eat.

It was rare for the four of them to have a meal together, but the dining room was bustling with noise and excitement.

After the meal, Xiao Xiang brought Xiaoli and Rong Jindong away, intending to help the two little gongzis return to take a bath and wash up.

Liu Wei also stood up, but when he stood up, he saw the man who was still sitting at the dining table, looking like he was unmoving, she stopped.

"The time is not early anymore. Your Highness still needs to get up early tomorrow. I will not be staying." Liu Wei immediately ordered them to leave.

But Rong Ling did not leave, he was still sitting there. She raised her eyes, staring at Liu Wei with her pitch black eyes.

Liu Wei was not deterred by his gaze, and asked: "Your Highness, what else do you need?"

Rong Ling remained silent.

Liu Wei self-solved for a while, and said: "Is it about the carriage this morning? "Rest assured, Your Highness. I will pass down the orders. Tomorrow morning, you will have a car to sit in."

Rong Ling was still silent.

Liu Wei then said: "Your purse, someone will send it to you tomorrow morning, it contains three taels of silver, after you enter the palace you don't spend much, and after leaving the palace you directly return home, three taels of silver would probably be enough."

Rong Ling remained silent.

Liu Wei also turned silent, she wanted to see what Rong Ling really wanted to do.

In the end, Rong Ling sighed, and then, she said evenly: "In three days, this duke will be setting off for the Azure Province. Liu Si Zuo, do you want to go as well?"

Liu Wei's eyes lit up, and then the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, but his heart was happy, and he said, "Since Your Highness is sincere in inviting me, then I, Liu, will not be courteous!" She immediately turned around and shouted, "Mingxiang, help me pack, quick!"

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