Before she finished speaking, Princess Changle jumped in briskly from outside the door.
Looking at his precious daughter, Li Shimin couldn't help but his eyes lit up!
What a wonderful arrival!
To ask Wang Zi'an for a betrothal gift, is there any more suitable candidate than this girl from Changle?
Not only has that girl from Changle known Zian for a long time, but she is also a major shareholder of his Changle Trading Company of Tang Dynasty. The best thing is that this girl has also given herself the identity of a young lady from the Changsun family, and suddenly she has become the cousin of that girl from Yuzhang.
!
What a stroke of genius!
Not only is it justifiable for her to take action, but the best thing is that even if the brat doesn't give him any face, it won't be a shame if he fails.
What's more, that brat has already figured out the details of that girl from Changle and her identity as a princess, and even points to this girl to support him. He has to give him some face...
Just perfect——
So happy!
"Changle, you came just in time..."
Li Shimin smiled broadly and his tone was so gentle that Chang Le almost felt uncomfortable.
After a while, Princess Changle left with excitement on her face.
Ah, I actually want to ask for a betrothal gift for that girl from Yuzhang as the young lady of the Changsun family and the cousin of the girl from Yuzhang?
Such an important matter was entrusted to me!
Do you finally know how powerful I am?
Sure enough, I knew that the reason why I was not outstanding before was because my talent was buried!
Princess Changle felt that she was being valued, and her heart was suddenly filled with the desire to fight——
Looking at the high-spirited Princess Changle, Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh silently.
This silly girl, after all, has been running a business outside for such a long time, but she doesn’t have any long-term intentions at all...
Bedroom.
Empress Changsun couldn't help but open her mouth slightly.
"...So, you leave this kind of matter to that girl from Changle - given that girl's simple temper, I'm afraid that if Quilt An is not sold, she will happily help him count the money..."
Old God Li Shimin lay down on the bed on the ground.
"This is called one thing, one thing, one thing. To deal with a little clever guy like Zian, it is best to use a temperament like Chang Le - no matter you have all kinds of hints and all kinds of calculations, I will just go all the way -
Anyway, don’t worry about what tricks Zian wants to play, that girl from Changle will most likely not understand..."
As Li Shimin talked, he couldn't help but feel happy.
He really wanted to see how embarrassed Wang Zi'an was when he was driven crazy by that girl from Changle.
"How could you bury your own daughter like this..."
Empress Changsun slapped him angrily, but Li Shimin grabbed his little hand, pulled him directly into his arms, turned over and pressed him down.
"I think it's good this way, it saves worry - come on, hurry up, let's seize the time to make another one..."
…
A quarter of an hour later, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.
Li Shimin has always been uninterested, and Empress Changsun has disheveled hair on her hair and is panting slightly.
"His Majesty's health has been getting better recently..."
When Li Shimin heard this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Ha, these days, I have asked the imperial kitchen to stew venison according to the recipe provided by that brat Zian. I almost vomited after eating the venison. Is that for nothing?
"Erlang——"
Empress Changsun stood up slightly and leaned on Li Shimin's arms. She hesitated to speak several times.
"Why - Concubine Yin begged you to come here?"
Hear the string song and know its elegant meaning.
The two have been married for many years, and apart from the matters in the harem, the queen has never had any trouble with her regarding government affairs.
Upon hearing this, Empress Changsun gently brushed her disheveled hair...
"Although You'er's child has a bad temper, but - fortunately, he didn't cause any big trouble. How about teaching him a lesson? If he is just locked up in Wannian, sister Yin Fei's face will not look good...
…”
Li Shimin gently squeezed his wife's chubby little hand.
"I originally planned to lock him up for two days to show off my temper. Since Concubine Yin has found you here, forget it and let him out later. I just hope that idiot can realize my good intentions and don't do it again.
Go find trouble with Zian - Zian is not a good-tempered person..."
…
Of course Wang Zi'an didn't know there were so many stories behind it.
He got up early in the morning and practiced with a hammer on the martial arts field.
Then he enthusiastically took a Xuanhua ax and rode his Wanli Chai Feng dragon horse, whistling and shouting, charging back and forth, which was quite addictive.
The horse was aging and could no longer move. Prince An, who was holding the two hammers, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
However, he didn't worry too much. He was just joking, he just wanted to have fun and didn't want to rush to the battlefield...
Wash and eat.
It is worth mentioning that today’s breakfast is soy milk, sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks and several delicious side dishes.
These simple meals are not technically difficult in the first place. He used the air conditioner to teach them yesterday, and the chefs in the backyard were able to do them well.
Well, although compared to what I made myself, the taste is a bit worse.
But, after all, you don’t have to do it yourself——
very nice!
Shaobing sandwiched with fried dough sticks, Wang Zi'an ate happily and narrowed his eyes.
The kitchen manager, Fatty Gao, stood by and waited carefully. At this time, when he saw Wang Zi'an looking satisfied after eating, he felt relieved a little.
There is no way, it is too much pressure to follow a master-level chef and family owner.
"Master Hou - how do you feel..."
"Well, it's pretty okay - it's just that the dough is a little tougher and the frying heat is a bit lacking. However, I'm a newbie after all, so it's pretty good..."
Wang Zi'an nodded approvingly to the kitchen manager and gave some casual instructions.
The tall fat man didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly wrote down these secrets that he could only dream of.
He had tasted this combination of soy milk, fried dough sticks and sesame seed cakes before. The taste was really unique. Compared with this, the breakfasts he had eaten before, were they called breakfast?
"Master Hou's cooking skills are simply superb. I can't even think of these things to eat..."
Listening to the fat man's flattering flattery, the prince nodded happily.
That’s great, I like honest people who are willing to tell the truth!
"They are all little gadgets. Just think about them more at ordinary times - I will teach you some little things later. I want to learn spicy soup, lean meat soup, eight-treasure porridge, etc. You must learn how to make some home-cooked dishes as soon as possible.
Learn, in short, food is the most important thing for the people, and our Chang'an Marquis Mansion, apart from other things, can never make do with food - "
When Fatty Gao heard this, he was so happy that he almost lost his eyesight.
This is the rhythm of my family's Marquis who wants to pass on his art!
Without saying a word, he knelt down with a pop.
"Thank you, Mr. Marquis, for the tip -"
Ah, this——
Do you have any misunderstanding? I just want to eat better.
Wang Zi'an waved his hand casually.
"Get up - we don't want this in our house, just work hard and cook good food for me -"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of hearty laughter coming from outside.
"Zian, I knew you must have been having breakfast. Look, you just caught up -"