Song Xijiao didn't expect things to go so smoothly. When she got on the carriage, she hummed all the way.

Seeing the two young monks sent to the bamboo paper farm to deliver letters, they immediately let the coachman catch up with them and gave them five dollars each. They went to the city to buy some food and reward themselves.

In the evening, song Xijiao returned home in a carriage. She did not know whether it was because she was not tired from the carriage, or whether she was in a good mood for the opening of movable type printing. At the end of the day, she felt that she was very comfortable and full.

"Xijiao!"

Hu que waited for her at the gate for a long time. Seeing her coming down from the carriage, Hu que immediately met her.

As soon as song Xijiao saw Hu que, she was even more happy. She grabbed him and said excitedly, "our movable type printing has opened. Today I went to Puji temple and got an order for 200 copies."

When Hu que heard "we", he suddenly shook his heart, looked at her bright eyes and said with a smile, "I knew that for a long time. I have been to the bamboo paper mill in the afternoon. Your method of printing, when I first heard of it, was still confused. Now I understand it all. It's really ingenious. You can think of it! "

"It's not mine!" "Song Xijiao embarrassed smile," is an old man to come up with, I just copied others. "

Hu que didn't know how many times he had heard about the old man, but he had never seen the old man. So he didn't believe it at all. Instead, he said, "there's a banquet tonight. I have to go back earlier, so I won't chat with you. This is the list of father-in-law yuan's preferences. Take it and have a look."

Song Xijiao took it over and said curiously, "how can there be a banquet?"

Hu que said: "when people around Junjun County received news, they all wanted to come to flatter Mr. Yuan. With so many people entertaining one by one, I don't know when I'm going to entertain them. My father will simply have another banquet."

"I see. If you need help, come to me. I can help you with the kitchen."

Kitchen helper?

That's what song Xijiao said. Hu que shook his head. If he wanted to help, he also helped some internal affairs. How could he bear to let song Xijiao do that kind of crude work.

Back home, song Xijiao sat down at the table, opened the note, Hu que list can be really detailed, classified. The basic necessities of life are everything.

After a selection, she felt that the only thing she could do was food and clothing. Clothes took too much time. It seemed that she could only concentrate on food.

Do some stewed vegetables, bacon, ham, wine, wine, liquor.

Work together!

If Mr. Yuan had the heart, he might have brought it to Wansui.

It's a great honor for you to taste your craft!

After Zhongchun came back, song Xijiao immediately told him what he thought. However, he shook his head and said, "you'd better do less. Let father Yuan take him to eat on the road. If you really bring it into the palace, in case it is taken by someone who has the intention to use it and poison the wine and meat you bring, do you mean it clearly or not? "

After hearing this, song Xijiao was shocked.

Yeah Fighting in the inner palace is not for fun!

Even if no one poisons, she can't afford to go all the way in case something goes bad and goes bad and makes him have diarrhea.

Forget it, I'd better just make some for Mr. Yuan, just enough for him to eat on the way.

"Zhongchun, you're still smart. I've seen so many palace operas for nothing!"

Zhongchunjun eyebrow a pick: "palace fighting drama?"

"It's the harem fighting story! Concubine and queen, you fight for me to rob and frame each other. Today I will kill your child, and tomorrow I will poison you. The day after tomorrow, she will hide voodoo dolls in her house. Anyway, none of them will stop! "

Hearing this, Zhong Chun was silent for a long time, and then said: "in the harem, those who stop, either die old or die. If they don't fight, they give up the opportunity. Some of them have to do it."

"Yes, I heard from Mrs. Zhou that today's crown prince was born by the Dead Princess Xu, and the Queen's son is the third. Zhong Chun, do you think that Prince is walking on thin ice in the palace? The queen and the third prince must want him very much Is that it? "

“……”

Zhong Chun dropped his eyes in silence, and his face sank slowly.

Want to?

It's been done for a long time.

Otherwise, he would not have been expelled from the imperial palace for treacherous crimes and confined in the palace in the capital city. He would not have seen his father for two years. The reason why those people have not yet taken his crown prince is that they have repeatedly failed to assassinate him. On the other hand, they have not fully mastered the military power and dare not act rashly to expose their ambition.

"Zhong Chun, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing that he was suddenly silent, song Xijiao could not help but get close to him and asked with worry.

Zhong Chun shook his head and showed a smile: "I'm ok."

Printing efficiency is much higher than song Xijiao thought.

"I don't have I'm very serious, master. You just said, "if a soldier escapes in front of the battle," and thenMr. Xiong saw that she really listened to her, so he gave up and continued his lecture.

After class, song Xijiao beat a fist on Ling Ziqing's arm: "you don't always betray me, OK?"

Ling Ziqing said with a smile, "how did I betray you?"

"You always laugh so much, master, no matter how stupid, knows that I have a ghost."

Ling Ziqing smile deeper: "I smile, why does Master think you have a ghost?"

"It also needs to ask, besides me, who can make you laugh like that."

When song Xijiao finished, her cheeks turned red.

"I I mean, just the two of us in class. You must be laughing at me

Ling Ziqing looked at Song Xijiao with deep meaning in his eyes, and there was a faint smile in his eyes: "Xijiao, these days, I smile more than I have in my whole life. I only hope that my master can learn endlessly in his belly, and let such a day go on endlessly."

"I, I am hungry! I went to dinner. "

Song Xijiao lowered her head and did not dare to listen to it again. She ran away in a panic with her book in her arms.

Qingfeng looked at her back and sighed: "this Miss Song, every time she comes to the critical moment, she runs."

Ling son light smile way: "she can run, I just feel at ease, I am afraid she is indifferent."

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