Mu Qingchao wanted to stop him, but saw that he ignored him and had already walked out.
With a "pop" sound, Mu Qingchao's hand hit the armrest of the chair heavily.
Since her rebirth, she has been strategizing and keeping everything under control, but today is the first time she has failed.
This Jiang Bo... is too irritating.
The servants were all watching, and Xiao Tao's dream seemed to be shattered. This King Wu'an was indeed a fairy-like figure as the rumors said.
But it's just a wooden pile, not interesting at all. It's really boring.
Chunya looked on and said worriedly: "Queen Mother, what should we do now?"
Mu Qingchao thought of the promise she had solemnly made in front of Shen Muchi. She thought that it was natural for a man to marry a woman and that the conditions matched. Who could have imagined that it would be such a bad start?
Mu Qingchao thought about it for a while, and inexplicably remembered what he said about her.
Does it mean that she is not dignified and elegant enough now?
Everyone in the world said she was a vixen and a monster, but did people like Jiang Bo, who had been guarding the border all year round, think so? That's why she said such words to persuade her.
But what qualifications does he have to persuade her?
What's the use of being dignified? What's the use of Athens? If someone like him was so strict in his words and deeds, wouldn't he end up with his body in a different place and no one would collect his body?
Mu Qingchao thought like this and already had a decisive decision in his heart.
"No matter what, we must first find out whether he has Long Yang. If so, it would be better to have an explanation from His Majesty. If not, the matter can be planned separately."
In the evening, Lu Li came back and entered Mu Qingchao's palace through the window at night.
"The silver has been exchanged, and the fields have been purchased. Here is the land deed, and here is the remaining silver."
Lu Li handed everything over to Mu Qingchao one by one.
Mu Qingchao really did not trust the wrong person. Lu Li was loyal and considerate.
Mu Qingchao took one of the banknotes from a pile and put it in Lu Li's hand, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."
Lu Li did not refuse, he knelt in front of her and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother."
Mu Qingchao looked at the money in his hand and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
Now that we have money, things are much easier to handle.
The next day, Mu Qingchao took some banknotes to Qiangwei and said, "Go to the Jiaofang Division to find some official prostitutes and tell them that the Ai family wants to listen to music."
After a pause, he added: "I want the most handsome one with the best figure."
That night.
On the other side of the palace, Jiang Bo was flipping through a military book under the lamp.
After receiving the letter, the porter hurriedly walked past the waterside pavilions and pavilions, walked across the cornice bridge, and headed towards Yilan Courtyard where the prince lived.
This palace is really too big...
The emperor's grace was so great that when he circled the house, he covered half of the mountain. If you look from the outside, half of the alley is the front of the palace.
However, the prince is not fond of repairing things. He has not come back for three to five years. Apart from being accompanied by three or five attendants and a few personal soldiers, he is not even willing to buy more slaves.
Most of the huge yard was abandoned.
The concierge walked through several feet of snow, walked through the sparse green bamboo forest, and walked through the fallen red plum blossoms before arriving at Yilan Courtyard.
There is another scene in this courtyard.
It's not that the decoration is exquisite and gorgeous, but it's clean and meticulously tidy. Except for a few weapon racks and a few winter begonias, there is almost nothing superfluous.
The porter walked outside the Nuan Pavilion where Jiang Bo lived and shouted inside: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has sent an oral order to you to come into the palace."
Now……
Are you asking him to enter the palace so late?
After a moment, a cold voice came from inside: "Okay, I understand."
The concierge waited outside for a while and saw Jiang Bo opening the curtain of the Nuan Pavilion and coming out.
He was still wearing a white cloak, with a plain cloak covering it.
The prince is not like the nobles of Jinling City. In winter, he likes to wear fur and mink fur. He is very clean. On the battlefield, blood will stain his clothes, so he cannot wear white clothes, so when there is no need to fight, he prefers white clothes.
If it weren't for the murderous aura all over his body, no one would be able to tell that he was a military commander.
The porter had been with the prince for many years. He remembered that the prince was only fourteen years old when he first went into battle. The Turks laughed at him, wondering if there was no one in Nanming, so why did he send such a pretty boy here?
But when it came time to fight, the Turks couldn't laugh anymore.
The concierge remembered that in that battle, the prince chased the Turks for more than thirty miles and killed thousands of the Turks.
The good news spread back to Jinling, and the name Jiang Bo began to become the reassurance in the hearts of the Tian family and the savior in the eyes of the people.
The concierge was in a daze when he heard Jiang Bo say from the side.
"Go and prepare your horse."
"yes."
Jiang Bo did not ride in a car or sedan, but drove a horse through Jinling Street. He held the horse's rein in one hand and walked slowly and leisurely. It was snowing heavily. He held a green umbrella and his back was still straight.
He is a young man with a white horse and a golden collar, who has attracted many red-sleeved men.
After riding horseback to the outside of the palace, there were already people waiting inside.
It was a young eunuch who came forward with a lantern to greet him. Jiang Bo remembered that the last time His Majesty called him into the palace, it was not this eunuch who greeted him.
Was it a substitution? Jiang Bo didn't think much about it.
He followed the young eunuch towards Fulin Palace.
When he walked to Yimei Courtyard, the young eunuch suddenly frowned, held his stomach with both hands, and said apologetically: "My lord, please forgive me, but I was suddenly anxious and had to go to the latrine.
There is a tea room over there. Your Majesty, please go there and have a rest first. My servant will be here soon."
Jiang Bo has been away all year round and is not very familiar with the terrain of the palace. Even if he has walked through it once, he is now more exposed and does not dare to rush in. He can only say: "Okay."
The tea room next to Yimei Courtyard is for the convenience of the nobles in the palace to enjoy the flowers. Those who are a little tired and tired can take a rest in the tea room.
It is not a big building, only two or three rooms, but it is exquisitely built and fully equipped with everything. There are charcoal for heating, tea is always kept warm, cakes are provided, and there are even soft couches for people to rest their feet.
I heard that when the late Emperor was here, he was traveling at night one day and happened to fall in love with a young palace man named Li. It was here that he met the young palace man.
There was no one around, only the miserable wind blowing through the plum blossom branches and the sound of heavy snow falling.
Jiang Bo opened the door of the tea room, where the charcoal fire was burning brightly, and the chill on his body melted away in no time.
The candle on the Eight Immortals table was swayed a few times by the snowy wind outside.
Jiang Bo suddenly frowned.
No, there is someone in this tea room!
He subconsciously wanted to step back, but the door behind him closed with a bang.
The next moment, several girls came out from inside.
Even though it was a very cold day, she was dressed very coolly, wearing a light gauze skirt and barely covering her body. She kowtowed to him: "See you, Your Majesty."
Jiang Bo glanced at these people and quickly withdrew his gaze.
Don't look at anything inappropriate.
He just went to push the door, but saw that the door had been blocked from the outside.
He wanted to use his internal strength, but suddenly he smelled a scent that filled his nose, and he felt weak all over.
Just at this moment, a cold lotus root arm hooked around his neck.