"In a few days, I will send someone to take him back to Beijing."
Jiang Tang was pinched extremely itchy, and he was about to try to struggle away. Hearing this, he paused and subconsciously said: "Your Majesty, actually the old gentleman came to the salt field to find someone."
This sentence attracted the man's attention.
She was not afraid, facing the cold phoenix eyes, she raised her arms and hooked the man's neck, and said in a soft voice: "Chen Guan, a disciple of Great Confucianism, was ordered to go to the Dayu Salt Farm to help the salt workers improve the salt production technology, but he suddenly disappeared last year.
.He came here just to find him."
Xiao Yinhan was slightly stunned.
He didn't expect that being a girl would bring him such a "surprise", and he wouldn't have to bother to make up the words anymore.
Jiang Tang continued: "If the prince is willing to help find someone, I think Fang Daru will definitely forgive you."
The man who was thinking about it suddenly came back to his senses at the word "forgive", stared at the beautiful face in front of him, and sneered: "Does this king need his forgiveness?"
Jiang Tang knew that he was arrogant, so she had no choice but to look back at him with an innocent and obedient look and not argue with him.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Tang was about to fall asleep in the man's arms when he suddenly heard a low voice: "Then Chen Guan may not be still alive."
Jiang Tang was feeling sleepy and was still in a daze. He just subconsciously hummed: "Huh? What did the prince say..."
A systematic reminder suddenly came to my mind: [Chen Guan is still alive, but his condition is extremely poor at this time. If he is not found in time, he may not survive for long. ]
-
The next morning, when Jiang Tang woke up, the man was no longer around him.
[The male protagonist went to the next door yard to meet Fang Huaiwen.] The system said.
"Oh~"
Jiang Tang got up from the bed and yawned lazily.
She was wearing a snow gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, with a light apricot-colored robe clearly visible underneath. Her long black hair splashed with ink swayed gently behind her voluptuous waist as she moved.
The beauty's posture when she first wakes up is both pure and charming.
She raised her hand to ring the bell, and then heard a "pop" sound, and a moist and transparent hosta slipped from her hair and fell to the pillow.
Jiang Tang blinked and reached out to pick it up and look at it.
The tentacles are warm and cool, and you can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary.
[The male protagonist put a hairpin on the host when he left in the morning.] An explanation of the system’s due diligence.
Jiang Tang ignored it, but when the maid came in to serve, he handed over the hosta: "I'll tie it today."
Although the maid was a little confused as to why her master wore a hairpin while sleeping, she didn't have the guts to ask, so she just agreed in a low voice.
-
"...Get out of here! Get out immediately! You don't need to look at me!"
Although there were angry and dissatisfied yells in the room, a tall and straight figure walked out of it unhurriedly.
The guards were standing guard outside, their scalps numb with nervousness.
But when he saw that the prince's expression was unexpectedly calm, he was not as gloomy and angry as he imagined. Instead, he looked back at the room he came out of with a bit of contemplation.
Xiao Yinhan waited at the door for a long time, and found that the gift he left had still not been thrown out. His eyes became more confused, but he did not delve into it.
He said "go" and left with his guards.
"Fourth table... ugh!"
Yan Mi'er, who originally wanted to walk around and try her luck, didn't expect to be so lucky today, and met Xiao Yinhan as soon as she arrived.
But before she could stop the person, A Hua next to her covered her mouth:
"Miss, you have forgotten the warning His Highness Prince Rong gave you before! What should you do if you anger him in the past?" Ahua spoke nervously and in a low voice.
In this way, Yan Mier's good opportunity was "missed."
"Okay! People are gone!"
When the familiar figure disappeared, Yan Mier pulled Ahua's hand off with a dark face, but did not pursue him.
But soon, she became dissatisfied and angry on behalf of the man: "A mere teacher dares to be so rude to my fourth cousin. It's really disrespectful! It's all the fault of that bitch Jiang Tang. He shouldn't treat such inexplicable things like this."
Pull people in!"
And when she said this, she had already forgotten that Jiang Tang retained the man because she first made the old man angry with her harsh words.
"But Miss, that identity doesn't seem to be that simple..."
"What's not simple? He has no official position! What's not simple?" Yan Mi'er didn't listen at all.
Because in her eyes, only men with status like her two cousins are worthy of her attention.
Among them, being the fourth cousin is more important.
At this time, she didn't know that some people didn't become officials. It wasn't because they couldn't, but they just didn't want to.
After getting angry, Yan Mi'er's complexion became slightly better, but looking at the courtyard guarded by only two guards, he suddenly came up with a "wonderful" idea:
"Ahua, tell me, the fourth cousin wants this person to leave quickly, but he won't leave. Now his attitude towards the fourth cousin is still so bad. If, if I solve this trouble for him, wouldn't the fourth cousin be very happy?
Thank me?"
The more Yan Mi'er spoke, the brighter his eyes became.
But Ah Hua was unspeakably nervous: "Miss, don't act recklessly. King Rong is not someone else. He is not someone to be trifled with..."
"Shut up!"
Yan Mi'er threw her hand away, and her eyes became firm inexplicably because of Ahua's stop.
-
At this time in the room, Fang Daru's expression was not as angry as he showed just now, and was even a bit complicated.
Just now, he did what the little girl said.
He was obviously arguing with that bastard, but when he accidentally fell, he was the first one to help him.
But what followed was another burst of mean ridicule: "Old man, you are so old. If you don't teach your books well, how can you compete with the young people for the limelight? You almost fell down even when you stood up, haha, it was really hard."
The servant said: "The old slave was watching carefully. The panic and nervousness on the prince's face just now was not fake. Mrs. Jiang, you are right."
Fang Daru nodded, seeming to really believe it.
only……
"Why does that guy have a mouth?!"
And why did he accept such a bastard disciple?
I don’t know how to give way to some elderly people!
Damn thing!
Fang Daru, who was always elegant and elegant, was cursing.
…
[Xiao Yinhan is in a happy mood, good impression +1]
[Xiao Yinhan is in a happy mood, good impression +1]
[Xiao Yinhan is in a happy mood, good impression +1]
…
There were more than a dozen messages playing in his mind, which made Jiang Tang frown, and finally had to ask the system to block them out before he finally calmed down.
Okay, now she knows that a certain dog man is in a good mood.
[So the male protagonist obviously cares about his teacher, why does he ignore it in the original work?] The system has some strange questions.
Jiang Tang fiddled with the spices for a moment: "Are you sure you want to find logic in ancient Chinese literature?"
Ah this...
The system quickly acknowledged its mistake: [I made the wrong host.]
[But now that the strategy is gaining momentum, what does the host plan to do next? 】
Following Jiang Tang, the system also changed. He just revived and asked about the next step.
Jiang Tang had a meal,
I'm boasting, starting from the 20th on the 6th, if I succeed, I'm awesome.
It didn’t work...just pretend I didn’t say anything o(╥﹏╥)o
There seems to be no comments recently. I don’t even dare to ask the editor if my writing is too lame... As long as I don’t know, sadness will not be able to catch up with me.
