Chapter 1475 Bald-Haired Bird

In fact, he didn't know whether King Lu lived a hundred years, but he knew that if King Lu did what he said, he would definitely not die young. As for how long he would live, he really didn't know. It depends on his own recuperation, and there is the saying that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have disasters and blessings.

If they were involved in the battle between the emperors of Baichu, even if they had a few more lives, they would still be compensated.

King Lu took the medicine bottle without even looking at it, and tucked it into his arms. The trust in this world that could make him so unguarded was one of them.

Speaking of which, Lao Hengjuan may be the one who doesn't want him to die. After all, with him around, he won't slander his father, and his father has always believed in his words.

So this medicine will only make his life longer, and it will get better and better.

"You never wanted to be emperor?"

Lao Hengju put down the cup and asked him earnestly, now that Emperor Baichu is getting old, and sooner or later, Baichu will happen to take the heir. Above the throne, every emperor who can climb to the throne must also experience the ups and downs that they don't want, don't want, but don't experience.

However, it seems that King Lu really has no intention of competing for the throne.

King Lu put the cup to his lips, took a sip, and smiled again.

"I really thought about it. In fact, who doesn't want to, in the royal family, they naturally take their father and emperor as an example, and they want to be like their father in life."

"It's just……"

He gently shook the cup in his hand, "If I also have an uncle like you, your princess who can raise thousands of soldiers and horses, and a Shen Dingshan who is loyal to me, I will also be the emperor. ."

"It's a pity there isn't, so I don't want to fight anymore."

Even Mingying's monarch will always be confused. Maybe later generations will evaluate him like that sentence of a dazed monarch.

King Lu put down the cup, and then laughed loudly, "Whenever you guys go to my good side to open a few more Yipinxiang, as long as you give me some, I will definitely help you protect it."

"That's what it means."

Luo Hengju didn't have to be polite to him.

Everyone needs it.

Having tasted the sweetness brought by Yipinxiang, no one can refuse.

After all, as long as the silver is in your own hands, you will know how fragrant it is, and only when you use it yourself will you know how happy it is?

King Lu picked up the cup again, but also put it in the air, "Respect our more and more money."

Yes, to the more and more money.

Don't say anything about treating money like dung, he is not so noble, he doesn't want money and does not eat, only when he has money can he know what kind of satisfaction he will be after he has money.

Now they are Baichu, and one incense shop is simply not enough, so what he wants now is more incense shops and more money.

Whether Yipinxiang cooperates with Qianjia, his share is indispensable both horizontally and vertically. With the money, he even gave things to his mother, concubine and father, and he was very proud.

"correct."

This is what King Lu thought of, "That little princess in your family looks really good."

The more King Lu said this, the more enthusiastic he became, "When do you think I will have a son and a half daughter?"

"When you're healthy, it will come naturally."

Lao Hengju is not a doctor, so he doesn't know when he will have a child, whether he will have a child, and this is all predestined by God.

"Then I'll borrow your auspicious words."

King Lu tasted the tea in the cup again, and the slight bitterness scattered on the corner of her lips. Maybe next year, he will have a son and a half daughter to hug.

He touched his chest, maybe after the bottle of medicine is finished, it will be there.

After King Lu left, Shen Qingci came over. She had heard that King Lu was coming, but she didn't want to meet him. He was just acquainted with Lao Hengju.

"He came and said that he wanted to open a few more shops in Baichu." After seeing her, Lao Heng told her what King Lu wanted to do on his trip.

"Let Mo Li discuss it with Qian Zichen."

Shen Qingci had a good impression of this Prince Lu. After all, this person saved her life indirectly, and she also owed a lot of gratitude.

If you really open a few more, it will be the same as before.

They and Qianjia each have four, and the remaining two are also given to that one.

It's impossible not to eat meat for others. Of course, this meat still needs to be good meat. As long as you are full and fed enough, you can talk about other things.

Don't mention any affection, there is affection, but sometimes when you talk about affection, it hurts, and when you talk about money, there is more affection.

As for the place in Kaihe, by this time, there are no major issues. If there is Mo Li, there is no need to worry about it. The two shops, Mo Li looked at the two, and it was an easy task.

As for the incense line in Baichu, how to open more, it is up to them to discuss, Shen Qingci doesn't have much time to manage these.

At this time, it has been nearly a year since they left the capital, and it took a lot of time to go from the fried mountain to the opening of Yipinxiang.

They also have to go back to the capital.

Apart from the fact that they haven't gone back for a long time, there are many things in Beijing, and it is also Shen Dingshan's birthday. Shen Qingci has missed her father's birthday several times. This time, she can't miss it again.

Eighty percent of her father was crying while holding his mother's tablet, saying that her mother was so cruel, leaving him here alone, the children didn't hurt, the daughter didn't love him, and he raised a bunch of white-eyed wolves. After his birthday, he didn't come back to see him at all, and even his little fruit was abducted.

And what he did after living for so long, it was better to die early.

Don't say that Shen Qingci has a headache when he thinks about it, even the branding is the same, for example, the bald golden eagle standing on the table now.

"The wind has lost its hair."

Shen Qingci was quite sympathetic to Zhefeng, a good golden eagle, but now the hair on its wings has shed a lot.

"Haw..."

The golden eagle let out a feeble cry. It wasn't because of the reason for sending letters to Emperor Wen Yuan. After sending one letter after another, Emperor Wen Yuan wrote that he was not sleepy, but he dropped the golden eagle's hair. less root.

"Going back."

Lao Hengju reached out and patted the golden eagle, and then a feather fell. Before the golden eagle was tearful, Shen Qingci hurriedly stretched out his hand, also picked up the feather, and immediately also hid behind him.

Can she hide? She was also afraid that this golden eagle couldn't stand the fact that he was losing hair crazily, what would he do if the eagle committed suicide?

As for going back, go back.

If she didn't go back at this time, she was really afraid that the vulture that Lao Heng had raised for more than ten years would become the first vulture in the world to commit suicide because of sending letters.