13Chapter 13 Salt Voucher

The next day, Mu Hanzhang woke up in Jing Shao's arms, his warm breath sprayed on his neck, and a slender leg was on him, pressing one leg to numbness.

He moved uncomfortably, and the person holding him slowly woke up and exhaled softly: "Jun Qing..." The call was dazed and with a lazy nasal sound.

"Well, it's time to get up." Mu Hanzhang moved again, but the person holding him not only did not let go, but hugged him again.

"You don't have to go to court, why are you in a hurry." Jing Shao buried his face in the person in his arms and rubbed it.

"Didn't the prince make an appointment with Lord Li today?" Mu Hanzhang wanted to say that the concubine would come to pay respects after breakfast. What if she saw them still in bed?

Jing Shao reluctantly hesitated for a while before getting up. After the three battles in the last life, he basically had no chance to sleep so relaxedly. In the prison, there was no such condition, only cold bluestone and dirty hay. Therefore, he found that he was becoming more and more obsessed with warm and clean things.

Looking at Mu Hanzhang who was wearing a coat elegantly, the snow-white coat today made him look spotless. Jing Shao supported his head with one hand, lying on the bed and watching the ray of sunlight from the skylight shining on the person who looked like a banished immortal. He thought vaguely that this person was probably the warmest and cleanest existence in the world!

The appointment with Li Yanqing was at noon, so Jing Shao was not in a hurry to go out after breakfast. He sat on the Luohan bed and accompanied his wife to drink tea.

"Madam and the two concubines came to greet." Zhixi came in to report.

After Mu Hanzhang nodded, Song Lingxin and the two concubines came in and saluted the princess. Seeing Jing Shao was there, they naturally saluted him first.

Yan Ji Liu was a little slower than others when she got up. She seemed to be a little uncomfortable and fell forward.

Mu Hanzhang subconsciously reached out to take it, but unexpectedly Jing Shao reacted faster and pulled her up. Just kidding, she would fall into Jun Qing's arms!

"Prince..." Yan Ji raised her eyes and looked at Jing Shao, "I am not feeling well and offended you."

Mu Hanzhang's outstretched hand turned and took a sip from the cup on the table, as if she saw nothing.

Jing Shao frowned, obviously not seeing the autumn water in those beautiful eyes. Yan Ji's fall reminded him that in her previous life, she seemed to fall into his arms in the garden, and then he found that she was extraordinary and spoiled her for a while. As a result, when the palace was in trouble, this woman disappeared mysteriously. Now that she was sent by the eldest prince, she must have contributed to the evidence of crimes back then.

Seeing that the prince was staring at her, Yan Ji couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, but she still looked weak on the face, which made Song Lingxin grit her teeth secretly, this vixen!

Seeing this, Li rolled her eyes, stepped aside and stood without saying anything.

"Princess, the matter I mentioned yesterday..." Song Lingxin stepped forward and broke the somewhat weird atmosphere in the room.

"It has been handed over to Duofu," Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes, blew the tea foam on the surface, and sipped a sip of hot tea, "I discussed with the prince, you are still in charge of this month's affairs, and you will hand over all the account books in your hands to me on the second day of next month."

The smile on Song Lingxin's face froze instantly, and she turned to look at Jing Shao, who just turned his head to look at Mu Hanzhang: "Then won't you be busy next month?"

"There are many things to do. If the princess wants to take over next month, I'm afraid she will be busy for a long time." Seeing Jing Shao interrupting, Song's eyes were rekindled with hope, and she hurriedly followed and agreed.

"Of course I'll be busier than now, and I don't have anything to do anyway." Mu Hanzhang said to Jing Shao.

"Then I'll take you out for a few days while I have nothing to do this month." Jing Shao frowned, but didn't say much because the concubines were present.

Song Lingxin's smile became even more stiff, her face turned a little blue, and she withdrew with the two concubines. When she walked out of the door, she tugged at the handkerchief in her hand fiercely. The two concubines looked at each other, and Li stepped forward and said, "I've been thinking about the flower tea I drank at my sister's place the day before yesterday."

Song Lingxin glanced at them. He used to think that these two women were annoying, but now that there were strong opponents, he had to win them over first. So, he said a few polite words and invited them to the small flower hall for tea.

"A man, why does he get involved in the inner house? Don't you think it's embarrassing for a scholar!" In the small flower hall, Song Lingxin knocked the cup heavily on the table.

"He is in favor now, and I am afraid that my sister cannot compete with him." Yan Ji narrowed her fox eyes, and her charming appearance was far from her previous frail and powerless appearance.

"But I heard that the prince stayed in the East Garden for the past two days and did nothing," Li said with a smile, "He fell ill on the second day of the wedding night, and I heard that the injury was not light. Moreover, in my opinion, he and the prince must have some agreement."

"What do you mean?" Song Lingxin was in high spirits. Li had a good relationship with those maids, and the people in the prince's room would also pass on information to her.

"I heard that when the prince drank the medicine that day, the princess and the prince had a quarrel in the room, and they also talked about a divorce letter." Li said the news she had inquired confidently.

"So, the prince is planning to find a suitable opportunity to divorce him?" Yan Ji added a handful of firewood at the right time.

"Hmph, if that's the case, once he takes over the household chores, it will be easy to find a reason to divorce him." Song Lingxin smiled again. So, she would make good use of this month to leave a "perfect" stall for the princess!

And the prince who was missed by a group of concubines was sticking to his princess and watching her painting.

"Why did the prince run out yesterday to practice martial arts?" Mu Hanzhang saw that he was looking at him straight, and found a topic to talk to him.

"I went to fight with someone," Jing Shao lay on the table, curious about his clever pen tip, "What are you painting?"

"Birthday celebration," the wolf hair between his fingers was swaying on the rice paper, "Next month is my father's birthday."

"Last time I didn't let him get involved in salt permits, I asked him to go to the northwest to sell horses." Jing Shao remembered the last time he went back to his parents' home, and told him casually.

"Selling horses?" Mu Hanzhang paused with the pen tip, and a black spot appeared on the Nanshan stone, and he quickly added a few strokes to paint it into moss.

"Well," some things couldn't be said now, so Jing Shao didn't plan to explain more, and stood up and picked up a pen, "It's not so troublesome to draw a birthday celebration, I'll draw one for you."

Mu Hanzhang spread a piece of paper for him to see what he wanted to draw. Jing Shao took a breath and swung his brush. After a few strokes, an ugly turtle appeared on the paper.

"This..." Mu Hanzhang's mouth twitched, "Is this a birthday picture?"

"A thousand-year-old turtle is worth ten thousand-year-old tortoise. Isn't this a birthday picture?" Jing Shao was very pleased.

"Puff~" Although it was disrespectful to his father, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help laughing out loud, "If the prince gave this picture to my father, I'm afraid people would laugh at him."

"Then give your painting first, and give me this one when the wife of Beiwei Marquis celebrates her birthday," Jing Shao raised his painting and looked at it, and said to Yunzhu beside him, "Go and frame it."

"Yes." Yunzhu held back her laughter and rolled up the painting.

Seeing that it was noon, Jing Shao was still staying in the small study, so Mu Hanzhang urged him to go out and do business.

"Come with me. I'll tell him a few words. I'll take you to the outskirts of the city in the afternoon." Jing Shao wanted to take Jun Qing to taste the snacks in the south of the city, and then go to see if the peach blossoms in his brother's farm have bloomed. These things he liked in his previous life, he hadn't seen them after waking up, and he really wanted to take Jun Qing to see them.

Mu Hanzhang couldn't persuade him, so he had to change his clothes and go with him.

On the Juxian Building, Li Yanqing rubbed his hands happily: "Prince... Who is this?" Seeing the unfamiliar face behind Jing Shao, the smile on his face became a little wary.

"This is Mr. Jun, the guest of my mansion. It's okay," Jing Shao pulled Mu Hanzhang to sit down nonchalantly, "I asked you to come here today to tell you that this business can't be done in the future."

"Prince!" Li Yanqing was shocked, looked around, and lowered his voice, "Did something happen?"

"There are some rumors in the court, so you should be more restrained this year," Jing Shao poured himself a glass of wine, "You go to find Ren Feng, I have told him the specific rules, and he will tell you what to do in the future." Yesterday, when I went to the villa, I took the opportunity to explain the salt business.

After Li Yanqing left, Mu Hanzhang was silent for a moment, and said, "Did the prince encounter anything in the court?"

Jing Shao looked at him, curled his lips and smiled, "Nothing happened now, but Jun Qing, have you heard the legend in the capital?"

Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Is it the rumor that King Cheng can cure children's night crying?"

"Yeah." His Jun Qing is really smart, Jing Shao thinks it's the easiest to talk to him.

"This matter needs to be treated both symptomatically and fundamentally. For now, we need to treat the symptomatic side first." Mu Hanzhang played with the wine cup in his hand, rubbing the rim of the cup slowly.