I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 112: City

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"Prince," Mr. Shi walked into the study and put down the food box in his hand, "This is the soup I made for you. Take a sip."

"Just leave it here," the prince took an unopened memorial and placed it on top of the memorial he was reviewing. "Thank you for your hard work."

Shi Shi noticed his defensive actions and felt a little bitter in her heart. After putting down the food box, she blessed the prince: "You should rest carefully and don't burn out your body." She opened the food box and took out the soup. , placed it in front of the prince, "I'll watch you drink."

"No need," the prince looked up at her, "I'll drink it after reading this, you go and have a rest."

The faint aroma of broth lingered in the room, and the princess took a step back: "I take my leave."

"Yes." The prince lowered his head and did not look at her.

Shi walked slowly to the door and looked back at the prince. The prince still didn't look at her. Only the forgotten bowl of soup was exuding heat, and she didn't know when it would cool down.

After the prince resumed supervising the country, he fired the officials who had replaced Rong Xia and Yao Peiji, and then personally went to Yao's house to invite Yao Peiji to return to the court, showing the courtesy of a virtuous corporal.

After Yao Peiji returned to the court, everyone was guessing when Marquis Cheng'an would return to the court. What everyone didn't expect was that when the prince came to visit Cheng'anhou in person, Cheng'anhou actually rejected the prince's request.

Everyone thinks about it again. Marquis Cheng'an is a talented scholar. He has done a lot of practical things for the court after he entered the court. However, King Ning dismissed him as soon as he said he should. He didn't even give him any dignity. At this time, he just got married. Soon, when the beautiful woman is pregnant, how can he come back willingly?

What's more, maybe he is also of royal blood. It's strange that he can swallow such humiliation.

The officials of the prince's faction were very angry. Marquis Cheng'an really didn't know how to praise him. The prince personally came to invite him as the crown prince, but he didn't even give him face. Did he have to ask him for help?

"Prince," a sixth-grade official belonging to the East Palace said angrily, "Rong Xia is not the only one in the world who is talented. You are of high status, how can you condescend to him and invite him again?"

"Talents are often found, but geniuses are rare." The prince stretched out his arms and asked the palace maid to arrange his robe for him. He strongly disagreed with this little official's statement, "With Rong Jun's help, a lonely man is like a tiger with wings."

"But..."

"In ancient times, a sage came to visit many times for talents. Although I dare not compare myself, for the sake of a century-old foundation of the great cause, what is the difficulty for me to make more visits?"

"The prince is righteous!"

"I am short-sighted."

The prince smiled bitterly. He was not righteous, but now the court was in a mess. Public resentment was everywhere. Corrupt officials were like moths destroying the foundation. Officials in the court were like a piece of loose sand, holding each other back. They wanted to manage effectively. Not easy.

Although Rong Xia is young, he is very prestigious in the court. Even when he was punished by his father and almost everyone in the world thought he was abandoned, some officials spoke for him in the court, which shows its influence .

He does not ask Rong Xia to do many things for him, but he must show his respect for Rong Xia to appease the hearts of scholars all over the world.

"Have the carriages and horses been harnessed?" After changing clothes, the prince asked the attendant beside him, "I heard that Marquis Cheng'an had moved back to the Marquis Mansion yesterday?"

"Back to Your Highness, Marquis Cheng'an has indeed moved to Marquis Cheng'an's Mansion."

"This seems like something he would do."

"However, it is said that because Princess Fule likes to go to the capital to play, the Marquis was worried that it would be inconvenient for her to come and go, so he moved back to the Marquis Mansion."

The prince laughed loudly when he heard this, "Girl Huahua, even if she gets married, she will not wrong herself."

"Princess Fule is so beautiful, how can Marquis Cheng'an be willing to do anything wrong to her?" Changsui knew that the prince liked the Jingting family, so he only chose nice words to say, "I have also heard that Cheng'an Hou accompanied Princess Fule back to Jingting Palace to celebrate New Year's Eve. Many people in the capital are envious of the princess."

When the prince heard this, he had a better impression of Rong Xia. In his opinion, a man who is willing to spend so much thought on his partner must be gentle at heart.

Thinking of Shi, who had been married to him for several years, the prince sighed softly, his expression a little lonely.

The Cheng'an Marquis Mansion is currently in a state of chaos, because Banhua's dowry is so large that one warehouse is not enough, and the warehouse must be reorganized.

There were countless pieces of gold, silver and jade, and the housekeeper in charge of registering them was so busy that he was sweating profusely. Their Marquis had married a **** of wealth. Looking at the calm expression on the face of the steward who came from the Ban family as a dowry, the steward took a deep breath and asked the servants who were moving things to be more careful.

"Have everything been packed?" Rong Xia came over and saw many boxes placed in the yard. She turned to look at the housekeeper, "Madam entrusted you with this matter because of her trust in you. You don't want to I betrayed my lady's trust."

"Yes." Before Banhua married into the Rong family, the housekeeper was worried that the princess would let the people she brought over to evade his rights in the house. But what he didn't expect was that not only did the lady not This plan also made him and his wife dowry responsible for taking care of the warehouse.

This made him feel relieved and moved at the same time. Madam did not regard their Marquis as an outsider.

"Master Hou, the gold, silver and jade articles have been sorted out, but these antiques, calligraphy and paintings..." When the housekeeper saw the names of these antiques, calligraphy and paintings, he almost thought that he was dazzled, or that the Ban family was teasing him. He didn't dare to tell other servants about this, for fear of causing a big fuss and ending badly.

"What's wrong with the calligraphy and painting?" Rong Xia raised an eyebrow, "Did the servants break things because of their rough hands?"

The housekeeper shook his head repeatedly. How dare he let others damage them? If these things were genuine, they would be priceless. Not to mention breaking it, he didn't even dare to touch it. Words couldn't describe the shock in his heart, he could only hand the list to Rong Xia.

The calligraphy of famous calligraphers from thousands of years ago, the autograph paintings of previous emperors, the original works of a famous disciple, the paintings of previous empresses, a bunch of unique calligraphy and painting copies of famous people or out-of-print manuscripts, these These things are hard to find. Why do the Ban family have so many? Did their family move all the calligraphy and painting books to the Hou Mansion?

Rong Xia took the list and became more frightened as he read it. He lowered his voice and said, "Who else knows about this?" The Rong family has been a wealthy family for hundreds of years. They have many good things, including books, calligraphy and paintings. A few treasures, but absolutely nothing on this list that surprised him. These things were not included in the dowry list put out by the Ban family, so he didn't know that his beloved wife had brought such a huge net worth to marry him.

The few books that Huahua gave him had already surprised him. He did not expect that the Ban family would have so many good things that scholars dream of.

"Apart from the subordinates, only the companion sent by the madam to handle the warehouse knows."

"You did a good job on this matter," Rong Xia put away the list. "Keep everything carefully and don't let the news leak out."

"My subordinates understand."

Rong Xia took the list and went to the backyard to find Banhua. She was lying on the white marble bridge feeding the fish. Because the weather was still cold, she was dressed in furry clothes. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful Lazy fox.

"Huahua," Rong Xia walked up to her, took the cloak from the maid's hand, and put it on her body, "I saw your dowry just now. I'd better go to my mother-in-law's house to be my son-in-law."

Ban Hua was amused by his words. She raised her hand and waved to ask the people waiting around her to step back, then said, "Are you scared by those gold and silver treasures?"

"No," Rong Xia shook his head, "I was scared by those books."

“These are all things that our ancestors picked up that other generals didn’t want when they were accompanying our lord to conquer the world,” Banhua sighed. “It is said that at that time, the world was in chaos and the people were in dire straits. Every time our ancestors conquered a city with our lord, He would share some things belonging to wealthy families with other brothers. In order to avoid conflicts between brothers over treasures, Tai/Ancestor asked everyone to draw lots together. Our ancestors of the Ban family were unlucky. Every time they drew broken calligraphy and bad paintings that others did not want. Later, Tai/Ancestor couldn't bear it anymore. After he became emperor, he rewarded my ancestors with a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. This is how the first generation of our family saved up."

The first emperor of the Daye Dynasty was also a poor man with little experience. It is said that when he first conquered the world, he could not even recognize the words. Who can believe that such a person can be the emperor?

When I heard the words "bad calligraphy and bad paintings", I was as calm as my face, but I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows a few times. But thinking about those troubled times, these antiques, calligraphy and paintings might not be as valuable as a basket of rice noodles. When people's stomachs are not full, what use are these calligraphy and paintings to ordinary people?

"My family thought you might like these calligraphy and paintings, so they asked me to bring them here." Banhua lowered his eyelids, not looking at the flaws on his face, but lowered his head to look at the koi in the water, "When Brother Heng has it, After the child is born, we will give half to him. In the past few years, you will be able to copy everything that should be copied."

"Let's go."

A white hand stretched out in front of Banhua.

"Where are you going?" Banhua looked up at Rong Xia. His face was full of smiles, which made Banhua's heart soften.

"Take you to see my warehouse."

Banhua blinked and put his hand into Rong Xia's palm. Rong Xia pulled her up, and the two of them were like children, taking each other to see their babies.

The Rong family's ancestral property warehouse was very large. Banhua saw Rong Xia opening several doors before entering the warehouse.

Rong Xia didn't even glance at the dozen or so large lipstick boxes placed outside, and walked directly in with Banhua. There were many antiques, calligraphy and paintings on display in the middle room. Banhua was not interested in these things. After a quick glance, he stopped his curiosity.

The innermost room is also very large, with rows of neat shelves lined with exquisite boxes of various sizes, including mahogany, sandalwood, agarwood, and even golden nanmu. She then opened an agarwood box, which contained a box full of jade pendants, as casually as if there were a bunch of pebbles placed inside.

Opening the big mahogany box closest to her, there was a set of gold noodle dishes. The peony petals on it were as thin as cicada wings, which was ingenious.

How can gold jewelry be made so exquisitely? !

Opening other boxes, there were pearl shirts, jade pillows, ruby ​​accessories, and all kinds of priceless jewelry. They were so beautiful that Banhua couldn't take his eyes away.

"Rong Xia..." Banhua carefully took out a phoenix-wing hairpin, which was so beautiful that she even forgot to breathe, "Isn't your ancestor a gold-touching general?"

Their family is considered to be prominent, and they have a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. However, their family does not have enough jewelry to fill a warehouse with such hard-to-find jewelry.

"Of course not," Rong Xia laughed out loud and put the phoenix hairpin in Banhua's hand into her hair, "Some of the ancestors of the Rong family once served as prime ministers of the previous dynasty, and some married people of the previous dynasty. Princess. You must not have memorized musical notation well when you were a child."

Every noble son or daughter from a good family will memorize the genealogy of each major family. Most of them can say a few words about whose ancestors have done great things, and how famous their ancestors are. They can also praise each other when communicating on weekdays. Ichiban. The Rong family is a large family that has been famous for two or three dynasties. Many people in the capital know about the glorious deeds of their ancestors.

"Those relationships are too complicated, so I just carried a few families who were close friends with our family." Banhua took a hand mirror inlaid with jewelry from the shelf and looked at her hair, looking happily. Rong Xia, "This hairpin is so beautiful."

Rong Xia put the bunch of keys in Banhua's hand: "All the jewelry here belongs to you. You can take and wear whatever you like. You can use any of them."

"All?" The keys jingled in Banhua's hand. She looked at Rong Xia in disbelief. This was something passed down by the ancestors of the Rong family, and he dared to let her take it out and wear it casually. Play?

Rong Xia glanced across the room, nodded and smiled: "Yes, these jewels have been in this room in darkness for many years, and I have to ask Huahua to take them out for some air."

Banhua smiled so much that her eyes rolled up: "Okay."

She loves these beautiful things the most.

Seeing Banhua's happy look, Rong Xia felt that the missing piece in her childhood heart had finally been filled. It was filled to the top, and her whole heart felt warm.

"Is this bracelet beautiful?" Banhua picked an exotic bracelet with complicated jewelry on it. One side should be put on the finger, and the other side should be put on the wrist. Banhua's arms were tender and white, as if she could draw water with just a tap.

"It's very beautiful," Rong Xia breathed heavily and gently licked Banhua's arm, "but what's even more beautiful is this arm."

"Don't make trouble, I haven't washed my hands yet."

"I don't mind it."

"But I dislike it."

Rong Xia hugged Banhua sideways and strode out of the warehouse with a smile. The confidants standing outside all lowered their heads, not daring to look further.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you lock the door?" Du Jiu coughed dryly to regain the consciousness of these subordinates.

There is always such a person in the world who can make you unable to touch her enough and find every part of her charming. I want to kiss her from her hair to the soles of her feet, I want to hold her tightly in my arms and never let her go, and I never want to let her suffer any injustice. When she frowns, she will try her best to make her happy. If she smiles, she will feel that the sky is blue and her heart is warm. Even if she has to die for her, she will be willing to do so.

Rong Xia felt that he had fallen in love with the woman beneath him. Every part of her body made him reluctant to move his lips.

How could there be such a charming woman in the world, and how could he be so fascinated by her? He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to figure it out.

Her body is as soft as clouds, and her lips are as sweet as honey. In front of her, he is a believer with no sense and no position. He wants to dedicate everything to her, just asking that her eyes will always look at him. I will always be in love with him and never move away.

The tip of his warm tongue slid across her collarbone, locking his heart.

An hour and a half later, Banhua came out of the bathtub and put on new clothes. She looked like a plump and moist peach, which made the maids blush and their hearts beat like thunder. Unexpectedly, even themselves I don’t know why my heart doesn’t obey my orders.

"Ruyi," Banhua lazily held up her chin with one hand, with a hint of charm in the corners of her eyes and brows, "dress me up."

"Yes."

After combing her hair, she took out the phoenix hairpin from the box that Rong Xia had personally put into her hair: "Use this one."

Ruyi took the hairpin and gasped in surprise at the exquisite craftsmanship, "Princess, this hairpin is so beautiful."

"I chose it just because it's beautiful," Banhua traced a gorgeous flower between her eyebrows, "otherwise, why would I wear it?"

When Ruyi was arranging Banhua's clothes, she saw a faint red mark on her neck. She blushed and said, "The Princess is right." It was so dangerous. She almost couldn't help but laugh at the Princess just now. I touched her neck. What happened to her?

As soon as Banhua had changed her clothes and put on her makeup, she heard from a servant that the prince was visiting.

"Where is the Marquis?" Rong Xia went out half an hour ago. Now that the prince is visiting, he doesn't know if Rong Xia is there.

"Someone just came to see the Marquis. The Marquis just left the house."

"I'll be there right away." Banhua put on a bright red cloak, turned around and walked out of the hall, and the servants waiting on her hurriedly followed.

"Prince, I have inquired with the servants of the Hou Mansion. Marquis Cheng'an is not in the mansion now." The prince's entourage walked in with a slight displeasure on his face.

"It doesn't matter if Jun Po isn't here. I just think I'm here to visit my cousin." The prince smiled gently, with no trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Brother Prince, do you miss me?"

The prince turned around and saw Banhua walking in with a smile on his face, followed by a large group of servants, just like before he got married. After he was placed under house arrest in the East Palace, he couldn't receive much news from the outside, but the Ban family would send things in from time to time. Although it was just some seasonal fruits and vegetables, he was very touched by this thoughtfulness.

It is difficult for someone to offer help in times of need. How many people in the entire great cause gave something away just because he was the prince?

Only the Ban family, whether he was in power or in decline, always treated him as always.

Maybe this is why my father likes the Ban family.

"Huahua," the prince stood up and said with a smile, "how have you been lately?"

"Brother Prince," Banhua walked in and gave a big salute to the prince. After looking at him carefully, he shook his head, "I have lost weight."

The prince smiled bitterly: "I have a bad appetite lately."

"Alas," Banhua sighed and asked the prince to sit down, "Brother Prince, when you have time, you can just call me into the palace. Why do you need to make this trip yourself?"

"I'm not here to see you, I'm here to see Marquis Cheng'an." The prince knew that Banhua had a straightforward temperament, so he didn't talk to her in a roundabout way. "I wonder if my cousin-in-law is here?"

"He went out just now." Banhua called for a servant, "Send a few smart people to find the Marquis and tell him that the prince is visiting and ask him to come back soon."

"You don't have to be like this, cousin," the prince said hurriedly. "My cousin's husband is not here, so I can just have a few words with you. There's no need to call my cousin back."

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't bother to call him," Banhua chuckled, "You are his cousin, and there is no reason why your brother-in-law is not present when a distinguished guest is here."

"I'm relieved to see that you are very accustomed to living in the Marquis Mansion." Seeing that Banhua was confident in his words, the smile on the prince's face became more sincere, "Originally, I was worried that you wouldn't get along with Marquis Cheng'an. Well, it seems that I was worried in vain."

He had regrets in his heart. When Huahua got married, he was still locked up in the East Palace and couldn't even send a blessing in person.

"How can this worry be in vain? You are my backer. If he bullies me, you will help me vent my anger." Banhua said confidently, "You won't help him then, won't you help me? ”

"Of course I will help you."

The two cousins ​​were talking about some family matters, and the East Palace official sitting beside them was secretly worried. The prince had such a good relationship with Princess Fule, why didn't he take action from Princess Fule, and let Princess Fule do it when the time comes? Just blow the whistle to Marquis Cheng'an and things will be settled, right?

More than half an hour later, Rong Xia came back. As soon as he entered the door, he apologized to the prince.

"Don't be too polite, Jun Po," the prince stretched out his hand to support him and did not let him finish the salute. "I took the liberty of visiting and disturbed you."

"Thank you for your tolerance, Your Highness." Rong Xia sat down next to Banhua and gave Banhua a gentle smile.

Banhua hooked his finger, then stood up and said, "Brother Prince, you guys chat, I'll let the servants prepare dinner."

After Banhua left, the smile on Rong Xia's face faded a little: "Your Highness, if you still come here for court affairs this time, please forgive me for not agreeing."

"Junpo..."

"Your Highness," Rong Xia stood up and bowed to the prince, "The minister and the princess have just gotten married. It is the time to cultivate their relationship. I really can't bear to be separated from her."

The prince fell silent. He could not care about anything else, but he had to care about his cousin's affairs.

After a while, he spoke again: "I know it is difficult for you to return to the court now, but the great cause needs you, and the people of the great cause need you." He stood up and gave Rong Xia a deep kiss. He bowed and said, "I went to my cousin to apologize to her in person, but asked the Marquis to help me."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" The officials of the East Palace looked at the Crown Prince in horror. How could a majestic prince of a country salute the courtiers?

Rong Xia stood up and returned the prince's gift: "Your Highness, I have something to remind you."

The prince stood up and looked at Rong Xia with a gentle expression: "Master Marquis, please speak."

"Your Majesty is in weak health, and Prince Ning is eyeing you. Even if you have the intention, there are many things in the court that you can only do without your strength."

The prince was stunned when he heard this. It wasn't that he didn't know, he just pretended not to know, and the people around him didn't dare to mention it to him.

"How could I not know," the prince smiled bitterly, "I just want to be clear in my heart."

Rong Xia said nothing. The prince was a good man, but not a good emperor. If he were the prince, he would control Prince Ning at this time, and take this opportunity to seize the power in the court, evading the emperor's rights, and turn these unfavorable conditions into advantages.

But the prince is too filial, too loyal, and too gentle.

How can such a person control the affairs of the DPRK? It's just wishful thinking.

"If the prince is serious, why not first allocate funds to the disaster-stricken areas and exempt them from taxes for two years to appease the people?" Rong Xia looked at the prince with sharp eyes, "Of course, the better way is to punish Prince Ning. Let the people of the world see the sincerity of the court."

"But he... is my brother after all," the prince said, "If we deal with him, my father and mother will also feel sad."

Rong Xia's face became even more indifferent: "Since the prince knows all this, why should he still ask the minister to return to the court?"

He had to help a puddle of mud that couldn't reach the wall. He was not a god.

Even if you are a god, you don’t want to get your hands dirty and cause trouble for yourself.

What he wants is not a rotten wall.