592 Perfect Miss

"Who is blocking Ben Gong's way, what's going on?" Xuanyuan Junde walked to the front of the team and asked majestically.

Zhou Daniu and the others did not know Xuanyuan Junde. Dai Yuntao had seen the third prince when he returned to Beijing to report his work, so he stepped forward and saluted.

"The grass people have seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince. We are local people who dig fields to grow crops. When we saw a motorcade passing by here, we wanted to ask if we needed help."

Hearing this, the third prince frowned and looked at the man opposite him. Although his face was dark, his facial features were straight and his body was long and jade-like. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like a farmer.

But they are indeed carrying hoes. As princes, they have been going to the royal farm to learn farming since they were sensible.

Although the princes may not be able to do it themselves, they still know the tools such as rakes and hoes for farming.

"Since you are digging the ground, why do you have to surround the people in this palace?" The third prince is not purely a straw bag.

"Then I have to ask His Royal Highness's subordinates. The grass-roots people didn't know the three princes' men and horses. They just kindly asked if they wanted to drink water or something, and they drew their swords to face each other."

Dai Yuntao stated the facts without being arrogant or humble, and he did not report his family. Maybe the third prince would know about the Dai family, maybe not.

But he didn't want to make troubles outside the festival, so he let the third prince treat them as ordinary people, and quickly walked away.

The guard leader didn't dare to lie, so he told the story of the matter. They really didn't have any malicious intentions. Since it was a misunderstanding, they could only go.

Just when Xuanyuan Junde wanted to turn around and leave, there were bursts of the smell of food in front of them. It had been a long time since they smelled the smell of hot rice and hot dishes.

"Excuse me, where is the fragrance of food coming from? Can I pay money to buy a meal?"

Xuanyuan Junde asked ecstatically, recently eating raisin cakes every day, those are all things that women eat.

The royal genes are good, the third prince has delicate facial features, and when he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are more and more bright and moving.

Even in this period of time, the wind and the sloppy, scruffy, but still has a unique style, messy and handsome.

There was a woman standing beside him, with a stinky face, as if she was thinking of something big.

"Okay, one tael of silver is enough for the two of you to eat, and one hand will pay for the money and the other for the food."

Wei Lubin brought someone over to deliver food, and got off his horse when he heard a man wanted to buy their food.

My dear, I have been planting the land for more than half a year, and I have also sold a lot of grain, but I have not received any money yet.

Wei Lubin has been eating fine clothes and jade since he was a child. He didn't know how expensive oil, salt, firewood and rice were. He said casually that he really didn't know how much money a person should charge for food.

Seeing that there are a lot of people on the other side, it's not bad to be able to make a fortune. Anyway, they quickly go back and cook for everyone, and it will only take an hour at most.

"Okay, in this palace, there are one thousand taels of silver notes. Is there enough for more than three thousand people to manage a meal?"

Wei Lubin and the people in the castle: "..."

One thousand taels seems to be a lot. Regarding the issue of food and accommodation, Wei Lubin has more right to speak than Dai Yuntao.

But he still looked at Dai Yuntao and asked him if he had enough with his eyes. He didn't say that he didn't agree to sell it, but asked him if they suffered from selling food like this.

Dai Yuntao has been with them for a long time, and he understands the meaning of his eyes.

He suppressed his smile. Although he was speaking to Wei Lubin, he did not deliberately lower his voice so that everyone present could hear it.

"Then sell them lunch. We and some people will eat it later. The watermelon will be counted as extra money, a tael of silver and a hundred watermelons. Ask them if they want it."

They have 10,000 people to eat, and the third prince and his subordinates have only 3,000 people, so the food is enough.

"Watermelon? Do you actually have watermelons? Where did you get the watermelons?" the wandering woman beside the third prince asked sharply.

"We grow our own watermelons, why can't we have watermelons?" Zhou Daniu didn't know Jiang Bilian, so he yelled at her.

Wei Lubin and Nie Cinan followed the voice and looked over, my darling, isn't this the number one beauty in the capital?

The first beauty is the first beauty, her skin is white and her facial features are as delicate as works of art.

She pursed her lips slightly angrily, and those lips were not dotted and red, like a pomegranate flower in summer. Such a first beauty looked noble and glamorous.

Beauty doesn't matter, no matter how beautiful, it can't be more beautiful than their wife, but this beauty is their wife's eldest sister.

Wei Lubin and Nie Cinan bowed their heads tacitly, lest the first beauty recognize them.

The silver note that I just got in my hand has not yet been warmed up. I can't return it because of family affection, not to mention Jiang Zihao said that his stepmother and stepsister are vicious women.

Dai Yuntao looked at the movements of the two teenagers, and he laughed heartily, even if they raised their heads, people would not recognize them.

Didn't you see her eyes on the top of her head, because Jiang Bilian, the third prince and Dai Yuntao missed it perfectly.

Dai Yuntao commanded the people to set up the food and continued to dig the ground. Today, the third prince is lucky to have wine, and the third prince and Jiang dine in the carriage.

The small table was filled with six dishes, such as winter melon stewed pork rib soup, pickled fish, braised pork, green pepper beef, eggplant with beans, fried loofah, delicious wine and delicacies, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Jiang Bilian ate with relish, as if the table was full of delicious food in the world, she was reincarnated like a starving ghost, and she didn't care about her image as a lady.

Xuanyuan Junde looked much more elegant. The taste of this dish was really good, but when he saw the way Jiang Bilian was eating, he couldn't eat it.

If her mother-in-law sees her like this, she has to point at her nose and scold her. Look at what kind of thing you are marrying without regard to your father's face.

His mother-in-law often told him that although Jiang Bilian was the young lady of the Prime Minister's residence, she was narrow-minded and petty.

In life, she doesn't like everything, and she's annoyed at everything she does, and she feels a lot of discomfort, often because she's not good enough.

How big is a person's pattern, how big is his mind, how beautiful is his state of mind, and it is pleasing to the eyes of others.

When a person has a height and a pattern, the natural scenery is everywhere, and the mood is relaxed.

On the contrary, what they see is the rubbish of life, all kinds of rubbish, which makes the family feel unhappy.

Xuanyuan Junde didn't think there was anything wrong before. Every time Jiang Bilian quarreled with his Zhengfei, he felt that both of them had problems.

But for the past month, Jiang Bilian has been inseparable with him, showing her true form, acting rudely and eating ugly.

In fact, this is not to blame for Jiang Bilian, she was reborn from a starving ghost, because she starved to death in her previous life.

Therefore, after being reborn, she was particularly heavy on her mouth, and she had the biggest meal in the world, and the etiquette she had learned was a matter of a distant past life.

After the rebirth, she didn't cultivate her mind, and she has been deliberately planning to marry the future heir of the Third Prince.

What kind of etiquette can she have like this, and it is even more than 108,000 miles away from royal etiquette.

Jiang Bilian's mother-in-law, Concubine He Gui, was the direct daughter of a great family and struggled for many years in the big dye vat in the palace. It was strange to see her habit.