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Chapter 444 It's better to be beaten

"Yeah." Si Haochen knew that Mingruo had to go to the Duke's Mansion and a medicine hall in the morning, and he shouldn't be free before lunch. So he decided to pick up the princess in the afternoon and go see the battleship together.

Si Haochen asked about the situation of some shipyards, and asked Bai Shen to start the tea brick business with the Zhu family as soon as possible. It is best to build a horse farm next spring.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have already sent my shopkeeper to negotiate with you earlier, and now the cooperation is basically settled. However, it is not the business that is catching up. Although we are anxious, we cannot show it on the face, otherwise we will lose the opportunity.

"Bai Shen is an old businessman who knows the other party's psychology very well.

"Very good." Si Haochen had nothing else to ask Bai Shen, so he looked at Qin Mo and signaled that it was his turn.

Qin Mo was so excited that he followed Bai Shen to the study. He just wanted to listen to the bustle and had nothing to report. But to tell the truth, would he be slapped to death by the prince?

Qin Mo gritted his teeth. Reporting something would be better than reporting nothing at all: "Well, Prince Li did not go out after returning to the palace. The prince went to the Youxiang Mansion in person yesterday to make a big appointment."

"So?" Si Haochen could not see that Qin Mo was just reporting two things casually to fool him.

"Ah?" Qin Mo looked at Bai Shen for help. Wasn't he just reporting information? What did the prince's 'so' mean?

Bai Shen didn't even bother to roll his eyes at him. He didn't have a good brain and was playing petty tricks with the prince. It would be better to just get beaten up.

Bai Shen smiled slightly, showing his big white teeth: "The prince is asking you what's so strange about these two things."

Qin Mo thought for a while: "No... nothing strange."

"Then what are you telling the prince to do? Let the prince go to visit Prince Li? Or go and arrange the marriage for the prince?"

"..." Qin Mo blinked. Sure enough, it's not okay to just report something casually...

After Bai Shen finished quarreling with Qin Mo, his face remained dark... Whether he was gentle or not, others couldn't tell.

"Run a hundred laps with a heavy load in the martial arts arena." Si Haochen said lightly.

"Yes." Qin Mo felt that the punishment of running in circles was much more comfortable than a beating.

"Let Yin Mo watch him run." Si Haochen picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.

Qin Mo's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground and chewed the mud: "Your Majesty..."

"Hurry up, start running now, maybe you can make it in time to see the battleships in the afternoon." Bai Shen saluted and walked out of the study first.

After being chased by Yin Mo for a hundred laps, it’s good that he didn’t die. How could he still go to see the battleship?

"Old Hei, wait for me." Qin Mo discussed with Bai Shen, "You can help me look at the silver ink."

"No time." Bai Shen walked vigorously.

Not long after, on the martial arts field, the soldiers and guards who were training were all shocked. Mr. Qin was wearing light armor and running wildly in front carrying the wooden stakes they used for physical training. Behind him was a smooth-haired horse.

big black dog(wolf).

When Bai Shen passed by the martial arts arena, he watched it with interest for a while.

Qin Mo shouted while running: "Old Hei, let this wolf cub rest for a while while I run a few laps by myself."

Bai Shen smiled slightly: "Yinmo..."

The black wolf chasing Qin Mo stopped his pursuit and turned his head to look at Bai Shen.

Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his pace a little: "Old Hei, please stay a little longer."

This black wolf was picked up by Si Haochen when he was fighting in the northwest and was left to the care of his soldiers. Qin Mo was so busy that he often played tricks on Yin Mo, who was still a cub - deliberately hiding the rice bowl in the tree so that he could

The little wolf cub can't reach it. Throw a bone around, and make the little wolf cub run back and forth... Anyway, it's a lot of trouble for the little thing.

The little wolf cub is well versed in the principle of "it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge". After only one year, one person and one wolf will no longer be in the same frame. Whenever they bump into each other, Yin Mo will chase Qin Mo and bite him.

After all, it was the wolf with a name in front of the prince. Qin Mo did not dare to fight it and could only run away. The scene was truly a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

Bai Shen saw Qin Mo running slower and slower, and suddenly said: "Yin Mo, come on!"

I saw the huge black wolf swooping out, like black lightning, heading towards Qin Mo's thigh.

"Ah ah... Lao Hei, you... not only have a black face, but also a black heart... ah... wolf cub... you don't have martial ethics!" Qin Mo's feet were filled with wind, and even an afterimage ran away.

Yin Mo was originally chasing Qin Mo in a circle, but after Bai Shen gave an order, it stopped circling. It was just like hunting prey, no matter how fast, accurate, or ruthless it was.

Bai Shen walked slowly and slowly left the martial arts arena. Anyway, he had changed from 'Old Bai' to 'Old Black', so he had to live up to his name.

Mingruo first went to the Duke's Mansion to deliver the sachet, and Mrs. Su happened to find a tailor to prepare clothes for the new year for the whole family.

"Ruo'er, come on." My aunt waved to Mingruo, "I told the old lady just now that I would send you these fine white fox skins to the palace.

Now that you are here, I will measure the size and send it to you after making it. Madam Wu is good at craftsmanship, and the big sweater clothes she makes are beautiful and warm."

"My aunts can keep it for them to wear. I have some big sweaters and clothes." Mingruo came to sit down next to Mrs. Su.

"Don't we know you have clothes to wear?" Mrs. Su poked Mingruo's forehead, "You are at the age where clothes look good, so naturally you have to make more new clothes. When you are my grandmother's age, there are so many colors.

I can’t even wear them anymore.”

"This white fox fur is so cute when worn by little girls." The aunt directly pulled Mingruo to stand up, "Get up and measure the size first, and then you can hang it on the old lady."

The lady who was cutting the clothes quickly measured the size and asked, "I wonder if the princess wants to make a cloak or a coat?"

It just so happened that Zi Su was accompanying Mingruo when she went out today. She usually takes care of Mingruo's clothes: "Let's make a coat. The princess has several fur cloaks, and she is short on coats."

After that, she explained in detail what kind of patterns the princess liked, and Mrs. Wu wrote them all down one by one.

Mrs. Su pulled Mingruo to sit next to her again: "This girl is a good girl. It can be seen that she takes care of Ruoer's daily life with all her heart."

"Zisu is very good at needlework. Most of the clothes I wear are made by her." Mingruo asked Zisu to bring over the bag containing the sachets. "These sachets were also made by Zisu and the others."

Yes, the spices inside can drive away poisonous poison, so several uncles and cousins ​​wore it.

Recently, many envoys have come to the imperial capital, so we should be more careful."

"Yes, yes, when there was any movement at the border before, I was worried that Xikang was causing trouble." My aunt took the sachet and was very happy.

Mingruo hadn't thought about the front line before. With her aunt's reminder, the sachet instantly became a necessary strategic material: "I wrote down the recipe and my aunt took it to my uncle to buy local medicinal materials to prepare the powder for expelling the poisonous poison."

.I will prepare some medicinal introduction and mix it in according to the proportion. Although it is not as effective as the medicinal powder I made myself, it is much stronger than ordinary medicinal powder."


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