I really became a prince

Two days later, the aftermath of the Longmen Competition still hasn't subsided.

The streets and alleys, the peddlers, the tycoons in restaurants, etc., are still talking about it with gusto.

Dali Huangdu, a roadside teahouse.

"Old shopkeeper, it's been several days, and tea is still provided for free."

"Yeah, that's pretty much it if you ask me."

"..."

Several tea drinkers were shouting there, apparently they hadn't drank less here these days.

"That's right, dad, it's the fourth day. If it goes on like this for free, all the savings accumulated in the past two years will be used." Dong Baichuan took the opportunity to follow the guest's words.

Dong Chengyang stared, as if reprimanded, then thought of something, sighed secretly, and said, "Forget it, today is the last day."

After speaking, he waved his hand weakly, turned around and walked towards the inner room.

On the day when Prince Yi came back with a great victory, he was extremely excited, even more excited than the wedding night in his bridal chamber, he took a bag of tea leaves from his collection and ran to Prince Duan's mansion.

But seeing the heavy traffic in front of the palace gate, dignitaries and guests, he hesitated, and finally took advantage of no one's attention, quietly put the bag of tea in a corner next to the gatehouse, and returned home in silence.

.In the past few days, my heart is full of annoyance. I wanted to go to Longmen Lei several times before, but in the end I hesitated to go. Why do I go now? Is the icing on the cake?He is not qualified.

"Baichuan, try to persuade your father, Duanwang's mansion is not something we can climb high."

"That's right, Prince Yi won't remember a craftsman."

"No, your father, sometimes you just take yourself too seriously."

"They are rich and powerful people with a cold nature, how can they remember little people like us..."

"..."

All of a sudden, there was a lot of chatter in the teahouse. The old shopkeeper has become a lot more angry since he was a craftsman in Prince Duan's mansion.

It's not easy for them to say it face to face. In fact, this is just pretending to be affectionate. How could King Yijun remember him...

Long Baichuan heard the people's words becoming more and more unpleasant, and his anger also rose in his heart. Although he was not like his father, he was still very grateful to the little prince of Duanwangfu, and when his face sank, he wanted to drive people away.

At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw another person coming in from the door, and he said:

"Sorry, the store will be closing soon..."

Just halfway through the conversation, he stopped suddenly. The person who came was dressed in a red underwear, and his whole body was strict, so he must have a lot of background.

The arrival of this person instantly made the whole teahouse quiet down.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Dong at home?"

gentlemen?The people sitting in the teahouse are all low-level begging for life. They don't know the meaning of these two words at all, and they all look confused.

Dong Chuannong was also taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that these were the two words that his father had never forgotten in private?Immediately asked respectfully: "Is this master looking for my father Dong Chengyang?"

"Exactly, Doro, the chief manager of the palace at the lower end, is here to visit Mr. Dong by order of the prince."

Duan Wangfu?Steward?Prince?Dong Chuannong was stunned for a while before he realized it. After all, he had read a lot of books with his father, and quickly replied:

"My father is in the back hall, Mr. Duo, please come in." After speaking, he led Doro into the back hall.

The small teahouse was still silent, and King Yi even sent the head of the palace to visit in person...

The few people who were talking there before looked embarrassed, dropped a few coins, got up and left in a hurry.

After several days of welcoming guests, Prince Duan's Mansion, which had been extremely lively, regained its calm.But it was not the lifeless silence before, but a serene and peaceful silence.

Nuo Da's palace, from time to time there was the laughter of maids chasing and playing, and everyone's face was full of joy after being reborn from the ashes.

"Oh, you didn't go, you didn't see that scene..."

"I've heard people around me say that our lord beat the fourth realm of the Immortal Family with the fourth realm of Martial Dao, which is the only first time!"

I heard that in the courtyard of Tao Pavilion, a young woman in the attire of a cook described it with eloquence, surrounded by a circle of maids of all sizes, but it was Tuo Xiaoliu, the newly promoted deacon of the back kitchen, who was showing off the Longmen competition. See and hear.

On that day, he waved his hands vigorously and shouted coquettishly, and came on stage as he wished. On the way back to the palace, his mouth was as sweet as honey, and he praised the second master Jiang Zhongchi for a while.

The second master, who was still immersed in his majestic and stalwart image, was praised as light and fluffy. It was rare for him to be ashamed to ask. When he heard that the other party turned out to be an ordinary cook, he bluntly said that Qu Cai was more than enough to be a deacon in the back kitchen.

Tuo Xiaoliu smiled openly, and climbed up the pole, almost kneeling down and kowtow on the spot.

Jiang Erye was a little confused. He said he wanted to promote him to be the deacon of the back kitchen?Quietly glanced at Jiang Yi, who was unresponsive in front of him, and waved his hand: Work hard, the second master is optimistic about you!

In this way, not long after Tuo Xiaoliu entered Duanwang's mansion, he completed a magnificent triple jump.

"Ah, Sixth Aunt, hurry up and talk about it, what kind of scene is it?" Xiang Ling also mingled in the group of maids, urging her loudly.

"My God, you didn't see, our prince is so handsome... what kind of weapon... what is it when there is fire behind him?" Tuo Xiaoliu was a little confused.

j "Fire Soul Martial Prime Minister!" Xiao Yangjiao hurriedly reminded, with little stars in his eyes.

"Yes, Fire Soul Martial Prime Minister, as soon as our prince's Fire Soul Martial Prime Minister came out, my God, the entire Colosseum almost caught fire, and almost set my clothes on fire."

"Hehe, wouldn't it be better to burn your clothes?" A maid laughed.

"You little hoof..." Tuo Xiaoliu scolded with a smile, and from the corner of his eyes, he quietly glanced at the figure sitting not far away basking in the sun, seeing no displeasure, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Hands on hips, continue to show off...

Mo Li sat there quietly, smiling from time to time, as if he liked the cheerful atmosphere very much.

……

In the backyard of Prince Duan's Mansion, a six or seven-year-old boy was chasing a bird, followed by two maids panting behind him.

"Qi Ye, slow down, don't knock..."

In another small courtyard, the third child Jiang Zhongshu and the fifth child Jiang Zhongren leaned their heads together and muttered, then let out a creepy titter, and walked out with their shoulders crossed.

"Wait, I forgot something." The youngest Jiang Zhongshu slapped his forehead, trotted into the room, and came out after a while with a book in his hand.

The fifth child sighed in his heart: The third brother is really fucking dedicated to acting, and he doesn't forget to bring a book to show off when he visits brothels!

As for the second child, Jiang Zhongshu, who was in the limelight on the day of the Longmen competition, after returning to the palace that day, he woke up suddenly for some reason, and walked out of the hysteria he had built for himself.

.As if recalling the sinister gaze of the figure under the black robe, the whole person froze like a leaking balloon, and locked himself in his room.

He tried hard to recall what he had said, hey, there was not much to say, just a few words, but every sentence pierced his heart, and his heart ached, and he also remembered the old fifth roar who added fuel to the fire voice.

My heart instantly felt cold, that's the emperor's grandmother, the current empress...

Early the next morning, Jiang Erye, who had had a nightmare all night, ran to Tingtao Pavilion with two big dark circles under his eyes. He followed Jiang Yi wherever he went, and never left.