Small country with few people

Chapter 42

After dinner, the king can't wait to go back to the room to meet Xiaojuju!

I saw that the electric light newly invented by the king was turned off and replaced by mermaid wax as thick as an arm of a tree root.

Mermaid candles were called shark wax in ancient times. They are made of mermaid oil.

This king can accommodate a large but thin person with a large frame lying on his side on the big bed with a Cuju duo and a large quilt. I am afraid that there is not much flesh on his body that is more than eight feet tall.

He was a lonely orphan who was picked up by a welfare organization called "Children's City". He escaped and joined the Beggars' Gang when he was less than ten years old. The position, won the appreciation of the leader, for him to study.He was so talented that he stood out in Nanzhili, where there were many test bullies, and became the Duke of Yuan.

Isn't such a man exactly what this king needs?

Ben Wang really felt sorry for him for working so hard for so many years, his tragic experience moved him, he walked to the bedside, picked him up, and he was really thin.

Heart like a knife.

The man looked straight at the king without fear.

Very well, his face is not black.

"Students have seen King Su."

This person was still wrapped in the quilt on the king's bed, and he didn't seem to have a single thread on his body, and Mite Qing was only capable of doing so.But the eyes are so clear, so righteous, so high-spirited, so this king... Itches unbearably.

At this moment, there are two choices before me, one is to be a gentleman, and the other is to be a beast.

"Guan Jieyuan."

This king has facial paralysis, in fact, this king really wants to greet him, but unfortunately he can't.

In the past, this king missed the holy monk because of this.

"I don't know what the prince ordered the students to come here?"

Ah, Juju's eyes looking at this king are still so pure, without impurities, like a child.

Could it be...

This king suddenly had an absurd guess, could it be that he didn't know what the scene was for?

He came to this king's bed just like when he came to the world innocently, it doesn't make sense!

"My lord, why do you look at the students without saying a word?"

Ben Wang decided to test him out, "I am very happy after reading your exam paper."

Juju's eyes lit up, and she wanted to get out of the quilt, but when she thought it would be impolite to not have a piece of wisp on her body, she had to lie down again, "My lord read the student's exam paper."

In fact, the king didn't watch it at all.

"I heard that the prince is pedantic about heaven and man. In the past few years, I have doubled the tax revenue. I should have the talent to manage treasures!"

I have to say that it is much more comfortable for a gentleman to praise others than for a villain to compliment him.

Although the king's spider sensor has frantically sounded the alarm to keep the seeds, but the king still suppressed the boiling prehistoric power with willpower. At this moment, a sentence appeared in the king's mind: You Xiaocheng brother Die early, Brother Cheng laughed at you for having a short life.

Brilliant!

Assuming that the king is about to control the sky, what is the biggest regret? Naturally, he did not use his power to forcefully misbehave the great general, the holy monk, and the emperor.

This time, this time must succeed!

Brother Cheng helps the king!

The king put his hand on Juju's hand without showing any traces, and there were calluses on his fingers that had been grinded by holding a brush all year round.

Juju held the king's hand instead.

That's all there is to say.

"My lord must be exhausted from working day and night on state affairs, come up and rest soon."

In an instant, the king saw the fairies all over the head and gave him the middle finger.

Go!

You should hurry up!

Ben Wang rolled over and got on the bed.

At this time, the room was brightly lit, huge fire tree silver flowers stretched out from the window and covered the entire ceiling, and lavender butterflies rested on the hanging spider plants.

"Although Mr. Wu Ge also praised the students a lot, the students still feel that the article has many deficiencies, and ask the prince to correct it."

"Mr. Wu Ge is a veteran of the three dynasties. He is erudite and Confucian. He is full of peaches and plums, and his writings are as high as his body. He said that your articles are good. How can I find faults?"

The king's little Xie Yuan blushed from the praise, and the king knew another advantage of him, his thin skin.

"When I was in Jinling, I heard that the prince was as honest as a door god, but today when I met the real person, he was so amiable and courteous to the corporal, and he treated the students like a white man..."

Xiao Jieyuan looked at the king suspiciously.Oops, this misty expression really fascinates me to death!

The king moved a little closer to Xiao Juju without showing any trace, and now they are almost shoulder to shoulder.

Tomorrow, this king will designate himself as the one-word side-by-side king.

"Is your lord cold?"

There is only one quilt on the bed. To be honest, it is not scientific to have a double quilt on such a big bed, but I believe in God Stove!

So, the king stared at Xiao Xie Yuan shyly and shyly lifted half of the quilt and said, "If the prince doesn't dislike it, why don't you share a quilt with the students?"

good good.

This king is so excited that he wants to pardon the world.

The lights were bright, and the mermaid candle burned all night without any shortfall.

In this way, the king chatted with Xiao Jieyuan about family affairs, state affairs and world affairs for half a night.It was only after five o'clock that he fell asleep.

About half an hour later, the king woke up. In order to give Xie Yuan a good impression of being diligent and caring for the people, the king was going to go to court.

As the regent, I ordered the Weaving Mansion to make a set of black dragon robes. Even the emperors wear yellow ones. In fact, I think black is noble.

For example, the dragon robes of the Han Dynasty were black skirts.

It seems to be a skirt, it doesn't matter anyway, anyway, the king said it was a skirt, so the youngest of the Liu family can't reason with me.

Speaking of the young and old of the Liu family, Ben Wang was drowsy in the sedan chair.

From outside the sedan chair, Fu heard the old man who got up early and sold naan on the side of the road and chatted, "What? Three cents for one? Why don't you grab it! Five cents for three!"

The old man had a bitter face, "Master, it's really not good, the little old man would have gone bankrupt if he sold it like this."

"The man who sells naan, steams and roasts naan with noodles at home.

His face was dusty and smoky, and his temples were grey and black with ten fingers.

Where can I get the money from selling naan?The clothes on the body eat in the mouth.

The poor family has run out of rice and food, worrying about the cheapness of naan and wishing that the food is expensive.

At night, there is a foot of snow outside the city, and in the middle of the night, steamed naan is in Polu.

Wife is sleepy and children are hungry, and the sun is high, resting by the outer wall of the south gate of the city.

Who is Pianpian riding?Uncle Fu in Su Wang's Mansion.

Backed by King Su, he acted domineeringly, claiming that Nang was expensive and wanted to snatch it.

A load of naan weighed more than ten catties, and the cover was removed in cold weather to dissipate heat.

A few five coins of hollow copper were thrown into the snow to refill the value of naan. "

A literary youth waving an origami fan stood beside him composing poems with compassion.

He stepped up and said to the old man who sold the naan, "Master, you have suffered!"

The uncle glared at him a few times, then came out of the stall and squatted down to pick out the big money that Laifu threw out of the snow pit, wiped it clean and put it in his pocket, then took out the naan from the burden and distributed it to dozens of people in Su Wang's mansion. In a convoy of people, each guard has a heavy mustache.

"It's hot!"

"Sweet! I haven't eaten since I came out of the house."

The scholar who was shaking the paper fan in winter was dumbfounded, "You people... old man, you..."

The old man rolled his eyes, took out a coin from his pocket, and slapped the scholar in front of him, "Look, what did you do?"

The copper shone silver in the rising red sun.

"silvery?"

The witty scholar knew he had been deceived.

The uncle said: "The gold and silver treasures in Prince Su's mansion are so innumerable, why would he care about how much naan money the old man has? Such an attitude is just a smile from Prince Bo."

The scholar's big face is even more angry, is it interesting for you to play like this?

Of course it's interesting, the nostrils of Laifu Zhaotian seemed to say so.

"Let's go, let's go, I've been delayed by these two chairs for a while, it's too late to go up." Wiping off a layer of thin snow on his shoulders, he shouted to the bearer, "Get up—"