"Six years old is not the time to play." Xiang Minghou said matter-of-factly, turned around and bought the little animal whistle in his hand.
"..."
Ye Qianning couldn't explain it. After all, he was only six years old and being too mature would make people suspicious.
On a street, Xiang Minghou saw something cute and bought it for her. After a while, Ye Qianning held Xiao Duandui in her arms.
"Dad, look, it's almost noon, and you haven't chosen your birthday gift yet." Ye Qianning couldn't help but remind him.
When Xiang Minghou arrived, he didn't care. He picked up his headband and said, "Just choose any bottle and send it over."
"bottle?"
"Yes, dad is a military general and doesn't know anything good." Xiang Minghou is the worst at preparing gifts, so whenever he catches up with him whether at the border or in the capital, he is a bottle.
Ye Qianning thought for a moment and reached out to pull his beard.
Xiang Minghou grinned and lowered his head: "What's wrong with my daughter?"
"Dad, let's not choose these. Otherwise, I can choose the birthday gift from Prince Helian's Palace for dad."
Xiang Minghou's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay."
"Then can we have these things sent back to the house first? I can hardly hold them anymore." Ye Qianning rubbed the objects in his hands with his chin.
"Here comes someone." After Xiang Minghou's voice fell, a young man in well-dressed clothes appeared next to them.
"General."
"Send these things to the general's mansion."
"Yes." The handsome guy stretched out his hand to stop the object in Ye Qianning's arms.
"Dad, this guy's kung fu is so good."
Ye Qianning had long noticed that there were around four people around Xiang Minghou, all of whom were very skilled.
"Where are you now? Dad will send you some people who are more powerful than him someday."
"Thank you, dad." Ye Qianning looked extremely excited.
When Xiang Minghou met the smiling little face, his heart felt soft, and he immediately wondered how such a cute girl could be his daughter!
There are many jade and antique shops on the street. Ye Qianning is very knowledgeable about antiques. She can tell at a glance whether they are good or not, and she can tell what they are by touching them.
After shopping in several stores, there was nothing that Ye Qianning was satisfied with. Is there so little good stuff in a place as big as the capital?
The shopkeeper said that some good things had been ordered by various nobles a month ago, as a birthday gift for Prince Helian.
Many of the masters behind these shops are from the imperial court. They have kept good things in their hands for a long time and can still sell them in the shop.
"Otherwise we can just buy a bottle." Seeing her frown, Xiang Minghou couldn't help but said.
Speaking of bottles, Ye Qianning actually saw a suitable one. The mouth of the blue and white porcelain bottle had a special pattern. It was old and the craftsmanship was exquisite, so it could be used as a birthday gift.
"Okay, just that one." She thought for a moment and pointed to the vase on the shelf.
When the shopkeeper saw it, he was surprised and delighted: "I didn't expect this lady to be really discerning. This is the best blue and white porcelain in our store."
Xiang Minghou didn't understand, but when he heard someone praising his daughter, he immediately became very happy and spent as much money as he wanted with a wave of his hand.
The shopkeeper packed the bottles, Xiang Minghou held the baby in one hand and took the gifts with the other and walked out of the shop.
As soon as they left, the curtain behind the shop was opened, and Gu Shuo walked out, looking out the door with complicated eyes.
"Master, don't you want to keep that bottle for Concubine De?" the attendant asked.
When the shopkeeper heard this question, he was a little stunned: "Master, that bottle..."
"That's all." Gu Shuo looked away.
How could a six-year-old kid recognize these things? A blind cat meets a dead mouse. Who can give a gift to the Marquis of Ming Dynasty but a bottle?
