"Oh, my life is good, and I'm using it. Where is your master? Let him come out to greet me and say the Eighth Prince is here." Zhejiang Xiaoba jumped out of the carriage, smiled and watched the door with two generals.

As a sacred profession of the machine, the child greeted him and told him directly about his purpose of coming this time.

When the two doormen heard that the Eighth Prince was coming, their eyes changed so much that they rolled back and reported.

Living, this is the living Eighth Prince!

Mom, your son is promising and he actually met the prince in his lifetime!

Zhejiang Xiaoba looked at the two children in surprise and stared at him, while the other almost ran out of his lungs, shook his head helplessly. He was just a little eighth prince who made them so excited. What a day the emperor came.

No, they must not suffocate?

No one has ever dared to stare at him with his big black eyes after knowing his identity. Zhejiang Xiaoba suddenly had a teasing thought in his heart. He deliberately raised his face and said coldly: "What are you looking at!

You can also see the Eighth Prince of Wang Tangtang, Tianshuo Kingdom? Look again and dig out your eyes! Why don’t you put your head down to me quickly!”

The doorman was frightened and quickly knelt on the ground and buried his head, wishing he could hide his eyes tightly without leaving any light. Zhejiang Xiaoba laughed at his "pop" when he looked at his appearance.

come out.

At this moment, Youdao's unhappy voice followed and said, "The Eighth Prince has done nothing, are you here to tease the poor disciple of the lower official?"

"Ah, Mocheng, are you coming out to greet me?" Hearing this voice, the smile on Zhejiang Xiaoba's face completely unfolded. He passed by the doorman kneeling on the ground and walked straight towards Zhao Mocheng, and naturally took the servant's wife's name.

The wheelchair in his hand pushed him into the yard, scaring everyone to kneel down, each of them all pale.

Who is this person? The Eighth Prince of Tianshuo Kingdom! That's a member of the royal family! But now, he actually came to personally push their sixth-rank master! And seeing their master's angry but without any surprise expression, it is obvious that this is not

This is the first time this happened.

In other words, before their master became the sixth rank, the Eighth Prince also personally pushed a wheelchair for him?!

Oh my god, what kind of fairy master is this? He can actually get the favor of the Eighth Prince!

Zhao Mocheng glanced at Zhejiang Xiaoba and snorted coldly: "You scared my servants."

"Hey, just get used to it. Hey, Mocheng, why don't you collect the fruits I brought to you today? Why, are you afraid that I will poison you secretly?" Zhejiang Xiaoba waved indifferently. He didn't like it.

Take care of the emotions of so many people.

It is enough trouble and annoying to take care of the royal family. If even people outside of them have to take care of their emotions, will they still survive? But they still have to take care of their own feelings.

He pouted his mouth aggrievedly, and it looked like Zhao Mocheng bullied him. Zhejiang Xiaoba was already a little fat, but when he felt wronged, he looked more like a bun, which was really adorable. Zhao Mocheng suddenly felt that he didn't seem that in his heart.

Not happy anymore.

He snorted coldly and said, "Call me and chat in the future and talk less about my wife."

"You are really angry with me because of this!" Zhejiang Xiaoba felt like a stone was blocked in his heart, and he was both wronged and depressed. In addition to being weird and moody, Zhao Mocheng is still so possessive!

He was just praising Yun Xiaoshuang, why did he even make him angry, "Okay, okay, can I not praise your wife in the future?"

Zhejiang Xiaoba decided to compromise himself and compromise with Zhao Mocheng. There is no way, who made him like Zhao Mocheng so much? He cherishes this disabled person as a treasure.

He felt that he was already generous. Who knew that Zhao Mocheng suddenly turned his wheelchair around and glared at Zhejiang Xiaoba and asked: "My wife is so outstanding, why don't you praise me!"

What?

What did he say?

What he said just now!

A question mark slowly popped up in Zhejiang Xiaoba's mind and raised his voice: "Zhao Mocheng, are you asking me for trouble? I will tell you that if you don't give me an explanation today, I won't leave!"

"Then you have a meal." Zhao Mocheng's eyes were indifferent, unmoved, and he left in a wheelchair.

Zhejiang Xiaoba straightened his waist, even his neck, and said angrily: "Okay!"

The servants following them had already been soaked in cold sweat and their faces were pale. Especially in this cold December, they felt even colder. Even if Zhao Mocheng prepared enough warm clothes for them, they would carry them.

I couldn't stop being cold all over at this moment.

Their master... is awesome! He dares to fight against the Eighth Prince of Tianshuo Kingdom, this is a waste of time!

No wonder their masters, cowardly officials, have no great officials in this capital yet to come to bully him. The Eighth Prince has to admit defeat and laugh with them in front of their masters. Those great officials are nothing! Some people have ridiculed them before.

The master is timid and short-sighted. Next time he meets him, he will tell the man arrogantly: their master has a prince who is friends and does not want to be a high-ranking official at all!

Zhao Mocheng asked Zhejiang Xiaoba to sit down and let someone use his own tea to soak in water. The people were stunned and immediately went out respectfully.

Zhao Mocheng's home has various high-end teas, but he never touches these things because he can't get used to it. What he drinks is the tea specially fried by Yun Xiaoshuang. It has a strong smell and is very greedy.

After that, the fragrance of tea leaves is everywhere in my mouth.

When he had just given up the imperial examination, many high-ranking officials came to visit. First, they wanted to see what the person who gave up the imperial examination looked like and what kind of person they were, and second, they wanted to see if this person was.

Be able to use it for yourself.

Everyone who comes to Zhao Mocheng will carefully prepare tea for them, which can be dozens of taels per gram on the market, or dozens of taels per ounce of tea, but Zhao Mocheng never drinks it, he only drinks his own tea.

Some people also wanted to taste his tea because they were curious, but Mr. Zhao, who didn't like to refuse, never agreed to them. But this time, the Eighth Prince came over and the others had not spoken yet, so their Mr. Zhao took the initiative to ask for his own special tea.

Soaking in water shows that the eighth prince’s position in Zhao Mocheng’s heart is really extraordinary.

For this reason, the servants respected Mr. Zhao, who was stupid, more respected.

Maybe one day their master will be unable to think about it, and then they will follow the crowd and dog to ascend to heaven?

After preparing drinks and desserts, the servants left. Zhejiang Xiaoba picked up the teacup and sipped it carefully. His eyes lit up, and he kept praising: "Good tea, it's really good tea! No wonder outsiders say you are pedantic and persistent.

Very, the second-grade prince Shaoshi doesn’t give you any more tea if you want to drink your tea. If you don’t give this kind of good thing, it’s right not to give them this kind of good thing!" Zhejiang Xiaoba nodded with satisfaction.

Zhao Mocheng looked at him expressionlessly and said, "This is the tea my wife cooked for me."

"Puff." Zhejiang Xiaoba almost sprayed out the tea that had just been drunk into his mouth.

He just talks extra!

"Hey, how are you doing recently? Is it comfortable to live a life, right?" Zhejiang Xiaoba asked with a smile.

Zhao Mocheng still answered expressionlessly: "I wish you good luck, I live a very comfortable life."

His eyes glanced around, and suddenly noticed that a servant standing outside quickly retracted his eyes. The Eighth Prince's eyes became deeper, and he looked around as if he didn't notice it, and smiled and said, "I didn't look at you."

The yard is quite nice to clean."

The mouth was saying something that was not painful, but when his eyes looked at Zhao Mocheng, he had already asked, and Zhao Mocheng gave him a positive look when he lowered his head to drink tea. The tacit understanding between the two people has reached now without saying anything

To the point where you can understand.

Zhejiang Xiaoba covered his mouth, and there was no concealment of rejection or disgust in his smiling eyes.

No wonder the shadow guards in Zhao Mocheng suddenly stopped jumping around recently, but instead of Hua Qi from the Zuixian Tower. No wonder even if he often communicates with Zhao Mocheng, the thief, the prime minister, did not respond. It turned out that this place had been monitored by his people.

No wonder, no wonder.

Poor, these fools probably don't know what kind of devil they are facing. His intelligence crushes everyone in this yard. Fortunately, the boy thought that Zhao Mocheng, a fool, didn't understand the intrigues between the officialdom for the first time,

Do your own things diligently and honestly, make your own friends openly, and don’t even have any hidden information.

It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous! The poor man who doesn't even know when he took control of the initiative. Zhejiang Xiaoba doesn't want to expose the undercover agent, otherwise the prime minister will definitely change to someone smarter and more powerful, and may even make a secret change or

Expanding your eyeliner and undercover, wouldn’t you cause trouble for yourself?

The two of them were chatting together, some were strange stories about the Eighth Prince outside, and some were interesting stories about others making embarrassment. In short, the two of them were having a lot of fun chatting around the world.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to eat. The eighth prince who smelled the fragrance was already sniffing his nose and running towards the food without waiting for anyone to call him. He stared at the various familiar dishes on the table, took a deep breath, and showed satisfaction.

expression.

"Wow, this is the taste of Zuixianlou... Hua Qi, you are so amazing. You are worthy of being the owner of Zuixianlou, Murong Ye, who taught it himself. It's great, it's great." Zhejiang Xiaoba was not stingy with her.

My own praise gives my own thumbs up.

Hua Qi smiled awkwardly and said, "It's good that the prince likes it. I'm also worried that what I made is the food that the common people eat, which will not be in line with your appetite."

"How come it's not in line with my appetite? This is really delicious! After leaving Yongzhou City, I have been missing the taste of Zuixianlou dishes. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to go there, and you Zuixianlou has a branch.

It doesn’t open, and you have no place to eat even if you want to eat! Look at the Moxue Tower, it started later than your Zuixian Tower and developed better than you. Can’t you reflect on yourself and learn from the Moxue Tower?

Don’t be unprofitable every day, just live on the spot.”


Chapter completed!