After several months of getting along, Zhao Zhen has come to understand what kind of person Yan Shu is. He is pure and sensitive and crying at the dinner table can only mean what he has discovered.

He tentatively asked in a low voice: "Xiao Shu, did we neglect you?!"

Seeing him silently stop crying, Zhao Zhen understood.

But Cai Boqi beside him had goosebumps all over his body and said with a dry smile: "We don't do anything gay..."

"Can you be more formal?! I know how Xiao Shu feels. Don't you think it's too much for us to talk in English and pass notes in Chinese Pinyin?! Don't worry, Xiao Shu, I will teach you."

Cai Boyi's eyes widened and he turned to Yan Shu angrily: "That's the reason! Can't you tell us directly?"

After saying that, he took out a pen and paper and said: "I'm going to teach you now, what a big deal! Look at this, uh, uh..."

I have to say that Yan Shu's brain is really good. He learned a set of Chinese pinyin in just one meal. Now he felt a little embarrassed: "Yan Shu should not spy on the prince's learning."

"What is the Prince's Learning? This was all invented by...Princess Er!" The little fat man who wanted to tell him the truth changed his mind and almost said that it was something for future generations of primary school students. In the end, he gave the credit to Zhao Miaoyuan by borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha.

Zhao Zhen rolled his eyes helplessly: "You are really as witty as me. What, Xiao Shu, you are already one of us. If you have any questions in the future, just ask without any hesitation, otherwise you will not take us seriously."

We are our own people! You have to remember that the five of us are a team, a whole, and nothing can work without anyone!"

Yan Shu began to cry again, but this time he cried with a smile. Human emotions are like this, sometimes delicate and sometimes bold, sometimes as cold as ice and sometimes as passionate as fire.

When the two of them each held a chicken leg as a wheat and sang: Friends walk together for life..., Zhao Zhen started to walk with burps. It was really good that there were no two women at the dinner table today!

The guards watched Zhao Zhen strolling out of the East Palace and hurried to follow him. He rarely went out alone. Why did he leave his companion Cai Boli behind today?

These rich and powerful men are very close to Cai Boyi, probably because of his approachable and generous personality.

However, he was a little restrained towards the prince's approachability and was more respectful, which made Zhao Zhen very unhappy.

He strangled Peng Qi's neck and asked, "Why are you so afraid of me?"

Seeing the prince's hand changing from claw to fist, threatening like a cramp, Peng Qi smiled bitterly and said: "Prince, you have a noble status, how can you mix with a group of killers like us? Besides, we are all careless farts.

In case it’s disrespectful...hehe, you agree?”

Looking at Peng Qi who was smiling flatteringly, Zhao Zhen let go of his hand. This guy is really as wise as a fool.

"Do you think Gu is a cold-blooded bastard? Or an unloyal beast?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Zhao Zhen's words scared them out of their wits, and they quickly waved their hands.

"Then why don't you go along with me? Don't you know that Gu is a straightforward person with clear rewards and punishments? As long as the principles are correct, it doesn't matter how much trouble there is, understand?!"

Looking at the guards who were pecking at rice, Zhao Zhen said angrily: "Don't deal with me alone!"

There was another rattle-like shaking of the head, which made Zhao Zhen furious and walked straight towards Donghua Gate.

Zhao Zhen is also a human being, and he also has his own troubles. The prince seems to have a very prominent status, but he has only one close friend, Cai Boqi. And as time goes by, no one knows whether this close relationship will be affected by the change in status.

Not guaranteed.

Only in the rolling flow of people can Zhao Zhen forget this fear of loneliness, because no one here recognizes who he is, and no one knows his identity.

Of course, the guards didn't think so, but when they saw the prince entering East Cross Street, their hearts were in their throats, and Peng Qi followed closely behind him.

The Fan Tower at the intersection looks unusually tall. You can even overlook the Forbidden City from the highest point, but it is nailed with wooden boards, which effectively destroys the beauty and artistic layout of the building.

Zhao Zhen walked in unhappily and said to the fat shopkeeper: "Your Fan Building is very beautiful, but nailing the wooden boards is superfluous. Why don't you paint on the wooden boards to attract people's attention?"

The shopkeeper looked down at the child, who was only slightly taller than the counter, and laughed loudly: "The Yameni is indeed very talented. Such an idea is a new way of thinking!"

He is the chief shopkeeper of Fan Lou. You can tell at a glance that Zhao Zhen, who is wearing regular clothes, must be a yamen of a certain family. Otherwise, he would not be so bold and have extremely strong guards.

Then he asked: "I wonder what the yamen's wisdom is, and what kind of patterns should I draw?"

"Of course it's your Fan Lou's food and drinks!"

The shopkeeper was even happier and said: "This is a good idea, but I don't know what the reward will be? Please tell me!"

It was so refreshing. Zhao Zhen showed the dimples on his face happily, pointed at the little beggar on the other side of the road outside the door and said: "I want to invite them to eat here!"

The shopkeeper's fat face said with a black face: "Is Xiaoyanei just playing tricks on Sajia? Do these filthy people deserve to be in Fanlou?!"

Zhao Zhen walked around the counter and walked in and whispered: "If you agree, it's a win-win situation. If you don't agree, believe it or not, I will smash your fan building, and you can't say anything!"

Looking at Zhao Zhen's clear and clear eyes, the fat shopkeeper asked with a smile: "Xiaoyameni, which family do you belong to? Our boss may also know your family!"

Zhao Zhen glanced at him and said, "You mean not to allow my guests to come in?"

The fat shopkeeper stuttered and asked: "Those little beggars are your guests... guests?!"

"Of course! I invite them to dinner, they are my guests, and I have to give them money because I ask them to help. This is considered a business negotiation. Will you refuse the guests to come in? I heard that you, Fan Lou, treat

The patron's benevolence and righteousness are overwhelming, what? Is it just a waste of fame?"

Zhao Zhen's words refuted the shopkeeper's words and he was speechless. He could only make a sound of "uh...uh" from his throat.

Finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! As long as the Yameni gives me money, I can do whatever I want!"

Zhao Zhen held out his thumb: "Okay! It is indeed Fan Lou! It really follows the rules! My attention to this is not in vain! Remember to ask the best painter to use the best oil paint to paint it, and pay attention to waterproofing.

I guarantee that your Fan Lou business will be even better!"

After saying that, he took Peng Qi upstairs, and several guards went outside to ask the little beggar to be sent to the box.

The shopkeeper patted his chest and sighed secretly. His eyes were so scary. Although they were pure and flawless, they were so clear and thrilling!

Song Xiaoyi is the little leader of these beggars. He is the "big housekeeper" who is responsible for daily life. Except for handing over part of the money to the gang every day, he keeps the rest.

When he saw some guards or someone approaching him, he immediately became nervous. These people were more dangerous than the squad leaders in the yamen.

Families from wealthy families will always seize handsome boys and girls from among them. I heard the old man from the Beggar Clan say that those children who enter the courtyards of wealthy families will be used as playthings until they are played with to pieces, and then they will be treated like garbage.

Throw it out and send it to a mass grave!

The frightened children gathered together and leaned towards Song Xiaoyi, the "big housekeeper". He used his body to hide the girl behind him and put the ugliest-looking boy on the outside.

Although they were in a busy city, the people around them could not provide them with any warmth or help. They could only huddle together for warmth, hoping that the noise they would make when they struggled would alert the censor of the city.

Although those censors also hated them, compared with the materials that could be used to play, they would never let go of such a good opportunity.
Chapter completed!