The vermillion fonts on it were slightly childish, and looking at the appearance of the book it was also a bit old, Mu Hanzhang flipped through the whole set of books one by one, so it turned out that he had already worked so hard from a very young age. No wonder Jing Shao was able to defeat the Xiong Nu in his teens, surpassing his two royal brothers and being crowned king in advance.
"Your Highness, I've gone to ask Sister Zhi Ruoxi." Yunzhu bounced in and came over to the desk with a smile.
"What was asked?" Muhan Zhang looked at him and smiled, putting the book in his hand back in its place after loading it.
"In the past, the days for bedding were set by the side lady, twenty days per month for the side lady, four days each for the two aunts," Yunzhu couldn't help but snicker when she remembered Zhi Ruoxi's expression, "These eight days were the days of the side lady's Kwai Shui Zhi."
Mu Hanyang Zhang looked at a thieving smile on the face of the boy, helplessly shook his head, let Zhi Ruoxi a unmarried big girl to say this kind of thing, but also really ......
"But His Majesty goes out to war all the time, and rarely stays in the West Garden in the mansion." Yunzhu was afraid that the Lord would feel uncomfortable in his heart, so he busily added a sentence.
"Man-child, you really know a lot." Mu Hanzhang knocked Yunzhu's head.
"Of course it's more, my uncle said that in a couple of years he will be able to get me a daughter-in-law," Yunzhu shook his head proudly and brought the pamphlet aside, "It's not like Wangfei has a problem with koi water, so why don't we set the king's twenty-fifth day in the East Garden, and give one of them a day for the rest of the three days? "
"How can that work?" Mu hanzhang lost his smile, if it is set like this, I am afraid that the bad reputation of him being good and jealous and not virtuous will soon spread, however, remembering the pain on the day of the cave, he still has palpitations in his heart, if he has to do this for most of the month, it will be too much to bear. Locked eyebrows open the peony flower book, the previous records are in, really with Yunzhu inquired about the same, the book clip a page of paper, is Song's written bylaws, roughly meaning from the fifteenth of the month to separate, the first half of the month so that the king stayed in the East Garden, the second half of the month, the side of the wife of the nine days, the two aunts of three days each.
"Who doesn't have the first wife occupying at least eighteen days? The side lady is really good at calculating." Yunzhu stood aside and watched, unable to resist skimming his lips. Side lady is in charge of these two years, his monthly silver has never been increased, the end of the year red packet is one year less than one year, she brought her own a few accompanying room but everywhere occupies the fat, the royal family underlings have long been dissatisfied with her.
Mu Hanzhang raised an eyebrow, this arrangement wasn't bad for him, so he raised his pen and copied the arrangement of the side lady on the flower book in a timeless and powerful script.
It was already dark when Jing Shao came back, and he first took a bath to wash away the sweat and dirt before changing into loose civilian clothes and coming out.
"Your Highness, Lord Li came again today, and my subordinate replied to him as you said." After dinner, Mr. Yun came over to report to Jing Shao about today's visitors.
"I know." Jing Shao handled a few things and let Mr. Yun go down. Then after stretching, he wanted to lie down on the bed.
"Your Highness, you've just finished eating, you'll accumulate food." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward to pull him back.
"Hmm? I'm tired." Jing Shao was not happy, his body was still sore from the day's fight.
Mu Hanzhang saw no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of reluctance, like a child being forced to get up, and resisted the urge to reach out and touch his head, pulling him to sit on the soft collapse, "Just lean back here to dissipate."
Jing Shao blinked, Jun Qing was concerned about him? Thus, the original displeasure immediately dissipated, pulling his own princess along and leaning on the soft collapse, "It's not just a walk."
Mu Hanzhang lost his smile and sat upwards, and a certain snake charmer obediently plopped down onto someone's lap, "Junqing, press my shoulders for me, they're sore."
"I'm not a maid, I don't know this." Mu Hanzhang said this, but still pressed his hand on his shoulder.
"Hiss~" Jing Shao suddenly sucked in a cool breath when he was pressed to a certain spot.
"Ouch?" Mu Hanzhang was startled, she hadn't exerted any force, how could she have hurt him?
"Well, it's probably green." Jing Shao said with mixed indifference.
"Your Highness went to practice martial arts today?" Mu Hanzhang frowned and peeled back some of his collar just in time to see a large bruise. As soon as appointed, he took over the medicinal oil to revitalize his blood.
Warm and slender fingers dipped in the slightly cool medicinal oil touched the skin, Jing Shao couldn't help but hold his breath, and when that hand rubbed at the injury, he could imagine what kind of good-looking shape that hand without thin calluses was.
Jing Shao couldn't help but grab his other empty hand in front of him, reflecting the light, slender good-looking hand looks flawless, through the glistening jade-like skin can see a few not obvious green veins, root fingers long and slender as jade onions, nails repaired rounded and neat. Put in the palm of the pinch, feel really like, can not help but pull to the mouth, gently nibble a little.
"Your Highness!" Mu Hanzhang was startled and quickly retracted his hand.
"Jun Qing's hands are so pretty." Jing Shao rolled over and looked at him innocently.
Mu Hanyang had no choice but to help him gather the lapels of his coat, "Today Song came to say that she is presiding over the middle feeder, it is now the middle of March, there are many things in the house, I thought that since she is willing to manage it, it would be better to let her manage it for a few more days."
Jing Shao frowned at his words and raised his eyes to look at his expression, but he saw that he still had a gentle unreadable face. Song saying these words at this time was nothing more than not wanting to hand over power, but if she was allowed to continue to hold the center feed, Jun Qing's prestige in the house would suffer greatly, and he did not believe that someone as smart as Jun Qing could not see that. He could not help but sigh, "You are the rightful consort, these should be done by you, if you are impatient, let Duofu handle it, tomorrow I will let Song Lingxin hand over the account books to you."
After saying so much in these two days, Jun Qing was still testing his attitude, Jing Shao felt a little tired, now that rumors of his brutality had begun to circulate in the capital, there was still no one in this world who was willing to believe him. Getting up in silence, Jing Shao did not look at the person on the soft collapse anymore, taking off his outer clothes and climbing onto the bed.
"Your Highness ......" Mu Hanzhang looked at Jing Shao's back, felt some soreness in his heart, realized that his own pretense of cleverness words hurt him, pursed his lips, also followed on the bed, pickpocketed the arm of the person whose back was turned to him, "Your Highness. I don't mean that, to hand over the account book can only be the first year's account book let me first look at, the recent account book or next month to hand over the good, or I'm not familiar with a moment, really will be out of order."
Face the wall and don't talk ......
Wiggle your arms and don't talk ......
Mu Hanzhang moved over and peeked at Jing Shao's face, seeing that the man's eyes were closed, he gently called out, "Shao? Are you listening to me?"
"Did not hear." Jing Shao sidled toward the bed, but with someone lying on top of him, he accidentally gave in to the pressure and slumped over, and in the process buried his face in the pillow and didn't move.
The man on top of her couldn't help but stifle a laugh, "Then I'll say it again, tomorrow I'll have them bring the account books from previous years to look at, and on the first day of next month, I'll have her hand all of them over."
When Jing Shao heard this, he was finally comfortable in his heart, and with a roll over, he backed the person who was pressing himself down underneath him.
"The king ...... king ......" Mu Hanzhang didn't know how to suddenly turn into this ambiguous posture.
Jing Shao frowned, looking at the slightly open pale-colored thin lips, and leaned down to imprint on them.
"Well ......" Mu Hanzhang stared wide-eyed, not knowing how to react, only to feel that soft warm lips printed on his own, just a slapdash touch, but made him feel that a long time had passed.
"This is the punishment, in the future, if you ever speak to me politely again, say one sentence and take a penalty." Jing Shao smiled smugly.
"I ......" Mu Hanzhang can not speak, had to tilt his head not to look at him, a handsome face is shy a red.
Jing Shao looked at him in this manner, and only felt a stirring in his heart, and couldn't help but kiss him again on the cheek, then followed his face, licking lightly to his chin, and nibbling gently at his neck.
"Uhm ......" Mu Hanzhang's body couldn't help but tremble, and his breathing quickened, "Your Highness ...... don't... ...ah~"
Jing Shao had already torn open his lapel and kissed his collarbone, sniffing and biting on that beautiful collarbone, "Call me Shao!"
"Well ......" Mu Hanzhang heard the breathing of the person on top of him gradually become thicker, and the root of his leg sensed the changes in his body, immediately stiffening his body, "Shao... . don't ......"
Hearing fear in his voice, Jing Shao raised his head to look at him and saw his originally blushingly handsome face turn pale, and couldn't help but sigh, rolling over and lying on his side on the bed.
Mu Hanyang pursed her lips, as a wife, it was naturally wrong to refuse her husband's closeness, but the experience of that night was so bad that even though she knew it was wrong, she was silent and didn't open her mouth again, only clutching the corner of the quilt tightly.
The maid saw the hour then extinguished the lights outside, the room instantly darkened, the maid on night duty gently came in to put down the tent, and quickly retreated out.
Jing Shao slowed himself down for a moment, waiting for the heat to fade from his body before he reached out and tugged the still stiff body under the covers.
"I'm sorry ......," Jing Shao heard the person next to him whisper.
Hooking his lips in the darkness, he took him into his arms and said, "Sleep, it's okay."