By the pond in Xichiyuan, Yun Xi was wrapped in a fur and stared at Li Chengqian without blinking: "Your Highness, am I doing something wrong?"

She still told the maid about the matter, but she didn't want Li Chengqian to misunderstand that she deliberately made fun of her. Her pitiful appearance was particularly distressing.

Li Chengqian glanced at her. The prince's identity was destined to go on his own all his life, and it was impossible for him to have friends who could make friends with each other. Women were just foils for him.

It's Yunxi now, and there may be more in the future.

"I sent that maid to the general's mansion. Don't take the initiative in the future. You also know that there are many secrets around you. If you entrust someone, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"No, I've recorded it."

"Okay, go back and rest. I want to go to Lizheng Palace."

Li Chengqian, who walked out of the Xichiyuan, could feel Yun Xi's disappointed eyes behind him, but he didn't care much about it. He just happened to be sick for a few days and thought about running around. What if the condition goes on.

Empress Changsun has been integrating the printing workshop in the past two days. After she took over the printing paper, which seemed to be inconspicuous, she realized that the matter was not as simple as Li Chengqian demonstrated that day.

The first is the engraving of the font mold. A large number of font molds do not fall out of thin air. They need special craftsmen to engrave them. There are nearly 100 craftsmen in this item alone, and no one has a monthly salary of about five cents, which adds up to five cents.

In addition, the layout and printing of the printing shop are also a problem. In the same book, the number of pages of different font sizes is also different. The difference between the largest font size and the smallest font size can even reach twice.

Finally, there is the account book of the Yinshufang. Unlike the most commonly used current accounting, the Yinshufang uses the so-called duplex accounting method. If you can't understand it, you won't say it. The characters on it are also a bunch of messy ghost-painted talismans.

If Wei Zheng hadn't pointed to the numbers in the account book when he came to hand over the account, Empress Changsun almost thought that this was something Li Chengqian deliberately used to fool him.

"Empress, Your Highness the Crown Prince is asking for a visit."

"Let him come in." Empress Changsun closed the account book and rubbed her slightly sour eyes.

"I have met my mother."

Li Chengqian, led by the maid, came to my mother's exclusive study room, which was actually a small piece of space separated from the bedroom. Now that the Tai Chi Palace is still in the hands of the old man, Li Lao Er's family is shackling in the small East Palace, and there is no need to set up a study room for the queen alone.

Looking at the account book on the table, I looked at the slightly tired old lady: "Mother, why do you have to look at these things yourself? They are all numbers, which are very boring."

"You always have to see it yourself to feel at ease."

Empress Changsun looked at her gentle and elegant son, smiling and upright, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes: "Is your personal female official okay?"

This seems to be something in the words.

Although Queen Changsun's tone sounded very normal, Li Qiancheng always felt that my mother seemed to be in her mouth and rubbed her nose: "My mother, the child is still young, so this kind of joke is not good."

Queen Changsun’s smile even more: “What are you afraid of? If you really like her, give her a name and let her be a concubine for you.”

"Let's forget it." Li Chengqian shook his head. He was a mentally teenager, and he had no shame in such things. He was mainly not used to discussing a woman like he was talking about goods.

Feelings are two-way. Li Chengqian doesn’t want to force anyone, let alone force himself.

"Okay, anyway, you have an idea, just make your own decision. However, the queen mother reminds you, if you really like that girl, it's better to put her in the room as soon as possible. Your father is looking for a crown princess for you. When you are sure, it's not that easy to take you into the concubine."

Empress Changsun's words made Li Chengqian suddenly realize. No wonder I was weird today. It turned out that the old man was going to choose his wife.

???

etc.

Choose a wife?

Choose a wife for me?!

"My mother, what you said is not true, right? Let's choose the crown princess for me now, I'm only thirteen."

"What's wrong with Thirteen? Your cousin gave birth to his son last year. He was only one year older than you now. Please hurry up and maybe your mother will be able to hold her grandson in two years."

Li Chengqian: “…”

Queen Changsun’s current appearance gradually coincides with the figure of the old lady who kept urging her to get married in her previous life. As expected, when it comes to holding a grandson, both the queen and the common people are the same.

However, I didn’t realize that Changsun Chong was usually depressed, but he actually had a son last year!

"Well, the mother and son are still young and have not grown up yet. Is it too early to talk about marriage?"

"What's the early one? You think this is a marriage for ordinary people. You are the prince. From the selection process, to the three media and six recruitment process, and to the marriage contract period, it will take at least one or two years. When you get married, the coming-of-age ceremony will probably be over."

Li Chengqian couldn't help but feel a little angry: "So troublesome?"

"You don't have to deal with the trouble, you're worried about anything."

It is rare to sit with Empress Changsun and chat about family matters. Li Chengqian simply used my mother's temperament, even if she was scolded, she would respond with a smile. She used her tantrums from time to time to satisfy her desire to teach her son a lesson.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to be raised but the parents are not waiting.

My mother in her previous life never had the chance to meet again, and Empress Changsun became his spiritual sustenance for this life, and she couldn't bear to suffer any grievances.

Especially when he first came in, he saw Empress Changsun sitting alone in the dimly lit room, with a lifeless look around him without any popularity, which made him feel even more distressed.

This is not the imperial palace, it is clearly an invisible prison.

He chatted with Queen Changsun for a while and picked a few funny jokes from later generations. After successfully making me laugh, Li Chengqian casually flipped through the account book on the table and advised: "My mother, don't look at this thing. The room is not in good light, and seeing too much hurts your eyes."

"What can I do if I don't look at it? You are a slut, and your mother always has to check on you."

"No, what I mean is that this thing is not what I see. Even if you get tired of your eyes, you will be flawed, and you will not be able to see the tricks here."

Empress Changsun was slightly stunned: "What do you mean? Are these accounts all fake?"

"Uh..." Li Chengqian was helpless. My mother was smart, but her knowledge was broken.

Empress Changsun stared at her puzzled eyes, Li Chengqian said with a wry smile: "Mother, the biggest use of these data is to draw charts, and then judge the business conditions of the printing shop based on these charts. Before the minister could teach Wei Zheng these things, he didn't know the specific function of these things, so he sent them to you directly."
Chapter completed!