Chapter 280 Madam Zhu, you figured it out, the prince gives you potatoes
The next morning, water drips outside turned into ice.
The red sun was hanging high for two consecutive days, the temperature rose, and the snow all over the sky began to melt. When the ice and snow melted, the temperature suddenly dropped after another night of north wind!
Fortunately, the courts in the palace used a lot of coal to burn the ground dragon, and special people arranged to watch the fire, which almost stopped day and night, so the indoor temperature was kept at about twenty degrees.
Wang Lin also ordered people to prepare a "humidifier" in the room of the girls. In fact, it was a copper basin placed in the four corners of the room, and the basin was constantly clean.
The same gadgets were made from Wang Lin, and the first one was used in the girls' rooms, which made them live a comfortable life, and naturally they were moved by their meticulous concern for their lover.
In the morning, when Wang Lin asked someone to send a plate of fried French fries to the girls' rooms, the novel taste almost made people fly.
Wang Lin stayed in the study and kept writing and painting.
Yan Xijiao knelt on the red carpet under the desk, gently used pink fists to help Wang Lin beat his calf.
He is thinking about how to improve his reputation.
Because of the appearance of potatoes and the opening of the reputation store (food), the reputation value that was originally very useless in his eyes became particularly important.
As the name implies, it means fame, reputation, and fame.
As fame spreads, he can absorb reputation value.
One hundred reputation values are exchanged for ten thousand reputations and merits, and only ten thousand reputations and merits are exchanged for one hundred kilograms of potatoes.
To make the reputation store work, he needs a huge amount of reputation and merit.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Lin chuckled and said, "Xijiao, grind ink and spread paper!"
Yan Xijiao immediately stood up and stood in front of Wang Lin and began to grind the ink. Her movements were gentle and cautious. The beautiful mountains and peaks that undulate slightly with the movements made Wang Lin's eyes warm.
The crispy breasts are really like cuts of fat.
Mr. Shi’s description is really a sharp hit.
The only one who can compete with Yan Xijiao is probably the Lin family.
Seeing that Wang Lin was a little dazed, Yan Xijiao was secretly happy and a little shy.
She was happy to stay in the study and serve the prince closely.
The probability of being so favored is actually quite high.
However, Yan Xi was so cute that she didn't want her to become a charming person in the prince's heart. She only knew how to charm people and not know the current affairs.
But even so, when she grind the ink and went to spread the paper, Wang Lin stroked her buttocks on her buttocks, and she couldn't help but melt her whole body, and said with a squinted look like silk: "Your Majesty...
…slave……"
In fact, she didn't need to say the word "want" afterwards. The meaning of floating between her eyebrows and eyes was enough to make Wang Lin think of it.
Wang Lin hugged Yan Xijiao, but then he remembered that Zhu Lian was still lying inside, and his heart gradually calmed down.
He leaned in Yan Xijiao's ear and whispered: "The future is long."
Yan Xijiao nodded with blushing face.
Wang Lin stood in front of the desk and took the pen and thought for a while.
He remembered Zhu Lian's situation and felt moved in his heart, so he focused on writing on paper: Mulan Ci·Mu Lan Jue Ci Friend, if life is just like the first meeting.
Nalan's poem is a poem that is a scene-contextual psychology, and is very appropriate to Zhu Lian at the moment. If she still can't let go of this poem, she cannot achieve the determination and separation with Zhao Huan, and Wang Lin will definitely not be able to do it again.
do what.
Yan Xijiao tilted her head and watched for a long time, her eyebrows frowned slightly. Although she knew how to read, she was not very proficient in poetry. This time, she seemed to have only a few understandings.
With such a subtle and concise "If life is just like the first meeting", she actually prefers a real saying "The future is long."
Wang Lin did it in one go.
After that, he winked at Yan Xijiao, got up, left the study and left the mansion to go to the courtyard where Lin and Zhang Lan lived alone next door.
In the previous episode, the storm between Cui and Lin was also affected.
If Wang Lin ignored Lin's fate in Qingzhou can be imagined.
This is a quiet courtyard, right in the alley behind the high-deep courtyard wall of the Prince's Mansion of Bohai County.
There were originally seven or eight households living in the alley. For the sake of the safety of the royal palace, Huarong would build another new house in the northwest of the city to replace the people. Therefore, Lin and Zhang Lan actually lived in the alley.
Originally, there was Li Qingzhao.
Later, Han Yan wanted to have a chat with Li Qingzhao at once, but it was really inconvenient, so she asked Li Qingzhao to live in the palace.
Wang Lin slowly walked into the courtyard, and took her with him to watch out for the tiger god guard around the courtyard.
There is a grape trellis with snow remaining, a well, and a stone platform in the patio, and nothing else is left.
A main room, one side room, and the other side wood-room kitchen are just like the home of ordinary people.
Two maids were chopping firewood in the courtyard. Suddenly, they saw Wang Lin wearing a python robe, and immediately knelt down on the ground in awe: "Prince!"
One of the two women rushed out of the main room, and the other stood at the door of the room almost at the same time.
Zhang Lan, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, was wearing a sky blue skirt, tied her hair and a wooden hairpin. In terms of appearance, she and Han Yan may not be as good as women, but her quiet and gentle temperament is the same as ordinary women.
What has never been seen.
She stood there and smiled slightly, and the surprise in her eyes immediately covered her eyes: "Cousin!"
Wang Lin stepped forward quickly and bowed to him: "Have you met Sister Lan!"
Lin and Lin Huiyin did not hide the joy on their charming face, and ran over with a gust of fragrant wind.
Wang Lin turned around and smiled and opened his arms to her.
Lin Huiyin was stunned and then blushed, ashamed, but in the end she couldn't help but fall into Wang Lin's arms.
Ning Jing’s smile on Zhang Lan’s face froze, she sighed quietly in her heart, and quietly retreated back to the room.
After a long time, they saw the two of them still hugging them quietly in the yard. The two maids had already hid in the wing room and disappeared. Zhang Lan looked under the window for a long time and felt even more lonely.
In fact, Wang Lin and Lin Huiyin were both a little embarrassed.
The two met again after a long separation, especially Lin Huiyin. The passion in her heart naturally had to be immediately... to dissolve, but Zhang Lan was there.
If I go straight to Lin Huiyin's room, it seems a bit inappropriate.
Wang Lin said in a low voice: "I feel at ease when you live with Sister Lan and take care of each other, but... it seems a bit inconvenient."
Lin Huiyin's face turned red: "Prince, Sister Lan treats me very well. Our sisters depend on each other for the rest of their lives. She feels very miserable. I am afraid that I cannot abandon her."
Lin Huiyin said in a low voice: "My uncle intends to let Sister Lan remarry, but she refuses and even fights to death."
"Hey, Sister Lan is only in her early twenties. She is so widowed and has no children. She is too pedantic. She is afraid of secular etiquette and law. With me here, who dares to gossip?" Wang Lin said.
Lin Huiyin suddenly said lightly: "Prince, I actually think that Sister Lan is... but she may have someone in her heart. If she hadn't married a good man again, she would have rather be alone for the rest of her life than..."
Wang Lin didn't think much, "I will slowly persuade Sister Lan after a few days, and you can also persuade her more."
Lin Huiyin nodded, but a ray of light appeared in her eyes.
Wang Lin stood in the yard and talked to Lin Huiyin. He could actually feel that Zhang Lan was watching the two of them under the window. She always felt a little awkward, so she leaned into Lin Huiyin's ear and said, "I'll come again at night, please give it to me."
Leave a crack in the door."
Lin Huiyin was very embarrassed.
Wang Lin chuckled and turned around and left.
...
Yan Xijiao couldn't understand why the prince's random poem made Zhu Lian react so loudly. She stood in front of Wang Lin's desk and stared at the thin gold body with flying spirit on the desk. She felt sad for a long time and cried.
"If life is just like the first meeting, what is the autumn wind sadly painting a fan? It changes freely but the hearts of old friends, but the old people are changing easily. The words of Lishan Mountain are halfway through the night, and the tears rain and bells are never complained. How about being lucky to be a man in a brocade clothes, and comparing wings
Wish you the same day.”
How could Zhu Lian not know Wang Lin’s deep meaning and good intentions?
She murmured silently in her heart, and she could hardly stop crying.
She remembered the glory of marrying into the palace and the sweetness and warmth of Zhao Huan. However, once upon a time, the people who had originally agreed to stay together for the rest of their lives became separated and abandoned each other...
In fact, the root of everything is not her, but her encounter with a Kosukero who came from the royal family and regarded the throne as the god of imperial power.
The so-called oath of immortality in life and death, looking back, is so ridiculous and pathetic.
Zhu Lian felt cold in his heart when she remembered that night she failed to hang herself and was expelled from the palace.
Gradually the spring breeze rose again in her heart, and ripples arose in her heart.
Wang Lin's gentle face appeared in front of her. The man who tried to melt the ice and snow in her heart little by little, expressed his love to her regardless of the shocking world. He also wrote this Mulan poem to comfort her and the past.
Decisive.
She had never met such a man in her life.
She could feel Wang Lin's respect and care.
In fact, if he had the will, he wouldn't have to do so much, and neither she nor the Zhu family could resist.
In fact, when Wang Lin was angry and dealing with Cui and Gu, her heart had already melted.
Yan Xijiao walked over and said softly: "Sister Zhu, the prince said, if he figured it out and wanted to eat potatoes, he would go and bake it himself and send it here."
"I'll treat you to potatoes when you're done." Wang Lin's words suddenly rang in her ears not long ago.
A blush appeared on Zhu Lian's pale face. She nodded gently and walked to the inner room.
Yan Xijiao smiled softly, but then touched the half of the roasted potato that she had wrapped in a veil and couldn't bear to finish it at once, and walked out with a smile.
The taste is really good.
The night falls.
The entire Qingzhou City has entered its most lively time.
The wine shops, inns and even brothels in the city were all raised up lamps and began to enter one after another.
With the development of commerce, more and more merchants from all over the world come to Qingzhou to do business or operate maritime trade through Qingzhou turnover, mainly Hui merchants and Shanxi merchants.
Commercial nature and all industries prosper.
The migrant population has increased dramatically.
Qingzhou Prefecture actually began to expand Qingzhou City after the beginning of summer.
Murong Yanda's massive amount of silver storage in the treasure house was mostly used in the Fuhu Army, and the rest was used to expand Qingzhou City with labor instead of relief.
Compared with the bustling and hustle and bustle in Qingzhou City, the entire Bohai County Prince's Mansion is quiet and silent.
Because Han Yan and Zhang Zhenniang are pregnant and waiting for delivery, they like quietness, so when night falls, no one in the house dares to speak loudly anymore.