It's not for the emperor, not for the crown prince. It's for Xu Guifei.

When she was dying, she took him by the hand and told him not to hate the emperor, not to leave the palace, but to stay to look after him and protect him. At that time, even if she was about to go, he did not promise her.

Now, the prince came to him again and used the word "please". He could not refuse.

At noon, the sun was blazing.

Song Xijiao stood in front of father-in-law yuan and introduced his prepared gifts one by one: "this fruit has low alcohol content. Adults can drink it as water. These pickled meat, ham or stewed vegetables are all made by myself. They can only be stored for more than ten days. If they exceed the time, they will throw them away. Don't spoil your stomach. These bamboo paper, mounted calligraphy and paintings, and books are my gifts to long live master... "

As she was talking, she saw a familiar figure coming into the gate of the city.

Hao Lang was carrying a burden with moss on his back. They were walking slowly towards this side.

"Why? Master Song Xijiao looked at him in surprise, "how did you come here?"

"I'm here to go with Mr. Yuan."

As soon as Hao Lang Zhong saw song Xijiao, he unconsciously arched his hands. He did not know before. Now he knows that the girl in front of him is the future prince, Princess and queen. How can he not be respectful?

Song Xijiao looked at his arched hands in amazement, and listened to his respectful tone, his eyes almost glared out.

"Master, you don't have a fever

“……” Hao Lang opened her hand and glared at her. "You are What kind of identity are you? You can always put your hands on a man and pay attention to your propriety in the future. "

"Ah?"

Song Xijiao's eyes widened. What is master talking about?

What identity?

Isn't she his apprentice? What else can she have?

Looking at Song Xijiao, moss is also full of murmuring.

When he went out just now, Hao Lang Zhongqian told him to tell him not to be big or small, not to talk nonsense, or even to look at her for too long.

He didn't understand the rules, but he was even more confused when he saw Hao Lang Zhong's strange words and deeds in front of song Xijiao.

Master, what is this.

Duke yuan looked at doctor Hao and said with a smile, "doctor Hao, I haven't seen you for a long time

"Father yuan, you are all right."

Song Xijiao suddenly responded. Yes, master used to be a imperial doctor in the palace. She must know Mr. Yuan. How could she forget to tell her master.

"Master! Are you going to follow Duke yuan on the road, are you going back to the capital? "

"Exactly."

Hao Lang lowered his head and answered respectfully.

“…… Master, can you stop this? I'm so flustered. What are you playing? I lost my bet with my senior brother? "

Song Xijiao did not know, so Duke yuan knew. He laughed and said to song Xijiao with a smile, "that King Madam, it's getting late. I'll go on the road first. "

"Be careful, master."

Song Xijiao had been sending them out of the gate of the city until she entered the gate with a sigh of relief.

After the master left, she didn't have to go to the bamboo hall for class. She was relaxed. But at the thought that master and elder martial brother went to the capital, I don't know how long it will take to go, and they can't come back. I feel sad again.

Recently, she is always leaving.

Back at the officiating room, song Xijiao walked into the movable type printing room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhang Quan walking out with a large pile of printed bamboo paper. Seeing her, he gave it to her directly: "this is just dried."

"Come in and you'll have a surprise."

Song Xijiao took over and looked over it. The quality of the printing was very good.

"How many copies are there altogether?"

Zhang Quan said: "a pile is just 60 copies, there are eight piles over there. I'm going to hold them upstairs."

"Take it up. I'm fine in the afternoon. It's just right for binding."

"Yes."

When they picked up the book, the clerk also followed him and said to song Xijiao, "Miss Song, our shop is getting crowded. There are too many people coming to buy books, and people who buy paper can't get in. In my opinion, this book and paper should be sold separately. "

"So many people?"

"No! Especially for those who buy books, when they pick up the books and look at them for hours, they can't get rid of them. I don't dare to put too much emphasis on them when they stand still

"Don't worry. I'll try to find a way. You should work harder these days."

As soon as the clerk heard that she was willing to do something about it, he must have a way. He immediately nodded and went downstairs.

Song Xijiao began to think about it while binding books. Now it is not the same as before. In the past, selling books was basically delivered to the door, because the people who bought books were all high-ranking officials.

But now, with the help of movable type printing, the supply of books has exceeded the demand. Moreover, with the money of 19 yuan, most scholars can buy one book and put it at home. More and more people come to buy the book.If it goes on like this, there will be more and more books, and the shops on the first floor will not be able to hold them.

Why don't you open a bookstore?

Just thinking, Hu Que's voice rang out from the door: "Xijiao, Xijiao?"

"I'm here! Come in. "

When Hu que heard the speech, he pushed the door and came in, with a beaming smile on his face: "Xijiao, I have moved out of the prefectural residence."

"So fast!"

Song Xijiao's eyes widened. As soon as father yuan left, he moved out. It was too impatient.

"I can't live any longer." Hu que snorted, "the woman my father married used to sing in the opera troupe. She didn't know a big character. She only knew how to play in the sheriff's office all day long. Especially for the things left by my mother, always covetous. I've been at home these days. I've been fighting with her from morning till night. I'm really tired. "

As he spoke, he sat down opposite her.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and said with a smile, "guess where is my new yard?"

It's not far away from the bamboo paper field.

However, she couldn't guess where it was. She didn't pay attention to the yard sales in Jinzhou City.

Seeing her face confused, Hu que couldn't help but announce the answer first: "I look across the street with you, just opposite you! In the future, let's come to the bamboo paper farm together and go back together in the dark, and we can have a companion! "

"Really!"

Song Xijiao was also surprised that they had become neighbors.

"Can there be a fake?" Hu que said with a smile, "from today on, we can make our way every day."

In the evening, before it was dark, Hu que couldn't help but want to go home.

To be exact, I can't help but want to go back with song Xijiao.

"Are you so happy? Even if we can't come back together, don't we meet every day? "

Song Xijiao looked at his smiling face, kicking the small stone beside his feet all the way and joked.

Hu que shook his folding fan and said with a smile, "that's different!"

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