"What puppy?" King Chen looked confused, as if he couldn't understand what Jiuzhu said: "When did I say you are a puppy?"

"I heard it just now." Jiuzhu looked at him aggrievedly: "The dog sneezes and the sky is clear."

"It's pure nonsense. Why haven't I heard of this statement?" King Chen said righteously: "There are no basis for such folk words in the countryside. You are so smart and don't believe such unfounded words, right?"

Zhou Xiao and Sun Caiyao looked at King Chen together. This was a coincidence. They had all heard of this kind of "country folk language".

"Really?"

"Of course." King Chen jumped off his horse and helped Jiuzhu tidy up his cloak twice: "Do you think I am the kind of person who jokes about the little girl?"

Sun Caiyao, Zhou Xiao: That's quite like this kind of person.

Jiuzhu thought carefully for a moment and nodded slowly: "Your Highness is indeed not such a person."

Sun Caiyao looked at Ming Jiuzhu in surprise. It is logical that it shouldn’t be. Is Ming Jiuzhu so easy to coax?

King Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Next time he teased Ming Xiaozhu, there must be no one else beside him. If the little girl is unhappy, he doesn't know how to coax her.

"Why does your highness mean that the sky will clear when you see me sneeze?" Jiuzhu looked at King Chen curiously: "Is there any explanation?"

"This... is related to a legend." King Chen made up a story on the spot with his eyes open: "It is said that there is a lake fairy living in the Fairy Tears Lake in the capital. If this fairy crys, it will rain in the capital. If she sneezes, it will be clear the next day."

Zhou Xiao, who was standing behind Jiuzhu, thought in confusion, "There is such a legend in Xianle Lake?"

Why has she never heard of it?

When Sun Caiyao heard the "Immortal Tears Lake", she was stunned. She was in love with His Highness King Qi. She was in the Immortal Tears Lake. That day, the King of Qi was as white as snow, standing gracefully on the lake, like a banished immortal descending to the world.

"Do you know what I mean now?" King Chen put his hand behind his back and snorted softly: "I praise you as a little fairy, but you think I'm scolding you. Ming Xiaozhu, tell me, are you worthy of me?"

Jiuzhu thought for a while, stretched out her hand and pulled King Lachen's sleeve: "Your Highness, I'm wrong." She secretly looked at King Chen's face, "I will never misunderstand you again."

"Really?" King Chen turned his head: "I don't believe it."

"Really, really." Jiuzhu nodded: "I believe whatever Your Highness says in the future. Grandpa Sanqing can testify for me..."

"Hey!" Hearing the little girl's oath to the gods, King Chen quickly interrupted her: "I am not a petty man, how could I get angry with you because of this little thing? You just need to remember that I am praising you today as a fairy."

"Oh." Jiuzhu nodded: "I'll write it down."

King Chen looked at her agile eyes and couldn't help but think that the little girl was a little stunned, but she was quite cute. Her eyes were round, her mouth was small, her eyebrows were curved, and even the bag on her head was cuteer than other girls.

"Come and choose spices?" King Chen noticed the spice shop behind her: "In the palace of Mother's concubine, there is a female official who is good at stirring spices. What kind of spices do you like, I'll ask her to make them for you. The spices outside are not exquisite, so the taste is still a bit bad."

Jiuzhu was afraid that His Highness would really give her spices, so she shook her head and refused: "Sister Zhou and I were just passing by here. I was not used to the smell of spices, and it was easy to sneeze when I smelled it."

No wonder he stood at the door and sneezed and kept thinking, before Ming Xiaozhu married into the palace, he would throw all the spices out of the palace so that he would not listen to her sneezing all day long.

"Okay, I'm relieved to this matter." King Chen seemed to finally find Zhou Xiao standing behind Jiuzhu. He nodded to her slightly. Without waiting for Zhou Xiao to return the gift, he turned his eyes back to Jiuzhu and took out two silver notes: "If you have anything you like, just buy it, don't be wronged."

Your future husband will be rich.

King Chen didn't say this sentence, but it added to his heart.

"Your Highness, I'm going to take the money out today." Jiuzhu patted her purse: "The palace servant just sent this month's salary two days ago."

King Chen took the silver notes back with some regret. He forgot that Ming Xiaozhu is now the county lord and a person with a salary.

"Your Highness." Jiuzhu had not forgotten the snow scene picture she wanted to give to King Chen. She tiptoed to him and whispered: "I'm about to draw the snow scene picture. I'll send it to you when the Ministry of Rites rests."

King Chen was silent for a moment: "Okay."

Jiuzhu was happy: "Then your highness, go and do the important business quickly, don't delay it."

King Chen turned over and began to think about a question, what methods should be used to ensure that Ming Jiuzhu always maintains confidence in painting skills.

Is it too much to refer to a deer as a horse?

When King Chen left, Zhou Xiao held Jiuzhu's arm: "You can still paint?"

"You know a little." Jiuzhu smiled modestly: "It's just that Your Highness prefers my paintings."

"You are of the Ming family's blood, so it's normal for you to paint. My father once said that the Minister of the Ming Dynasty was also good at painting, but unfortunately he only painted Ling Ci, and no paintings were leaked. Occasionally, the paintings that claimed to be written by Ling Zun were circulated, but were all denied by Ling Zun." Zhou Xiao thought about it and was not surprised by Jiuzhu's good painting: "Even His Highness Chen is so fond of your paintings. It seems that he inherited Ling Zun's talent in painting skills, and even better than blue."

"Sister is so ridiculous. How can my painting be compared to my father?" Jiuzhu sighed: "It's a pity that my mother said that the paintings of the Ming family can only be given to family and lovers. If future generations violate the ancestral teachings, they will cause bad luck, otherwise I will draw one for my sister."

After hearing this, Zhou Xiao felt deeply regretful: "What a pity, but the ancestral teachings cannot be violated."

"It's not that there's no chance. Wait for my sister and Brother Fu Liu..." Jiuzhu covered her mouth and laughed: "Sister will soon be my family."

"So it's waiting for me here!" Zhou Xiao blushed and smiled: "Who did you learn this cramped personality?"

After saying that, he was going to poke Jiuzhu's cheek.

Jiuzhu ran away with her face covering her face, and finally the two ran to the carriage, fell into a group, and started to play.

Listening to the laughter coming from the carriage, Sun Caiyao couldn't help but doubt the dream she had again.

Is Ming Jiuzhu really as smart and cruel as she dreams?

"Girl, do you still want this box of orchid spices?" The waiter came out with a box of spices.

Sun Caiyao came to her senses, took the relief wooden box containing spices, and asked the maid to give the money to the waiter.

"Thank you, girl, welcome you to visit you next time." The waiter returned to the shop with a smile.

"Miss." The maid asked carefully: "Empress Ning, will you really like the fragrance of orchid?"

Sun Caiyao nodded slowly and handed the spice to the maid: "After going back, light the spices, and Xunqian will bring you new clothes to the Prince Qi's Mansion." She remembered clearly that Concubine Ning liked orchid fragrance the most in her dream.

"Concubine Ning is gentle and kind, why should I change the spices I used to for this little thing?" The maid whispered: "This is so aggrieved you."

"What's wrong with you? The husband and wife are one." Sun Caiyao looked at the spice box in the maid's hand: "When I marry into the Qi Prince's Mansion, I will be the legitimate Princess of Qi. If I can get my mother-in-law's like and manage the royal palace, it will be like a tiger."

It is hard to be a royal wife. As the daughter of the Sun family, she will definitely be the best princess.

When King Chen went to the Ministry of Works, he did not go to get any important files, but to urge work. As the end of the year was about to come, the gate of the Ministry of Rites had not been repainted, and some dead flowers and plants also needed to be replaced. He carried the hope of all the officials of the Ministry of Rites and stepped into the gate of the Ministry of Works.

When he heard that King Chen had arrived, the Minister of Works began to feel pain: "I am feeling unwell today, so I asked Mr. Wu to receive His Highness King Chen."

"Sir." An official whispered: "Mr. Wu went out of Beijing to provide disaster relief the day before yesterday."

The Minister of Works rubbed his temples and stood up: "Let me receive you well, don't neglect me, I'll go there right away."

Wu Mian is Prince Huai's father-in-law and has a relationship with the royal family. He is the most suitable one to receive Prince Chen. Unfortunately, the most suitable candidate is to go out of Beijing to provide disaster relief.

Could it be that King Chen recommended Wu Mian to provide disaster relief for today?

Thinking of this, the Minister of Works suddenly realized that no wonder King Chen took the initiative to help Prince Huai’s father-in-law compete for credit. It turned out that it was to better benefit their Ministry of Works!

He should have known that even the royal family is so sharp that it is better for no reason.

"Hello, sirs." King Chen couldn't recognize who these officials of the Ministry of Works were. He waived the courtesy of these officials, and took out the repair drawings of the Ministry of Rites and put them in front of the officials of the Ministry of Works: "I am here today to discuss the repair plan of the Ministry of Rites with you. All of you will come to look at the drawings."

discuss?

The officials of the Ministry of Works looked at the drawings and said that they were clearly marked with flowers, how many pots, and the size of the pots, and were speechless.

Just say that it's a negotiation?

The Minister of Works took the drawings and looked at them a few times, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, did you just change the Ministry of Rites a few days ago?"

"I know, so there is no mention of tables, chairs and windows on this drawing." King Chen leaned on the back of the chair and said with confidence: "Look carefully, isn't there?"

Minister of Works: “…”

Then does he still have to thank His Highness for his simplicity and elegance?

"Your Highness, there are many places that need to be changed on the drawings, and I'm afraid it will not be completed before the New Year." The Minister of Works put down the drawings and said with a smile: "It's better to repair the gate and the main building, flowers, plants and trees first, and then plan after the New Year."

Some things can be left unresolved by dragging them. In this regard, officials of the Ministry of Works have rich practical experience.

"Mr. Shangshu was joking." King Chen ignored this. He drank the tea made by officials of the Ministry of Works and said slowly: "I often heard my father mention the achievements of all the masters of the Ministry of Works, such as building embankments, renovating official roads, building commercial cities, creating agricultural tools that facilitate the people, etc. These things are done quickly and well, and the people praise them."

Hearing this, the Ministry of Works officials raised their chins proudly. What King Chen said was the truth. The Ministry of Works has contributed a lot to the establishment of the Great.

"The Ministry of Works can do these important matters in the country so perfectly. I believe that repairing the small Ministry of Rites is no problem for all the adults of the Ministry of Works." After drinking the tea from the Ministry of Works, King Chen stood up slowly and smiled encouragingly to the officials of the Ministry of Works: "I am waiting for good news from all the adults in the Ministry of Rites."

After saying that, he left with satisfaction.

"It seems like we... haven't agreed to repair the Ministry of Rites as the drawings?" After a while, a Ministry of Works finally came to his senses: "Is it still time to recover King Chen back now?"

"What do you think?" The Minister of Works looked at the spoken official expressionlessly.

The speaking official: "…"

The officials looked at the drawings on the table and were silent for a long time. One official whispered: "If I had known this, I would rather ask Your Majesty to ask King Chen to come to our Ministry of Works."

When they heard that King Chen was assigned to the Ministry of Rites, they laughed loudly and regretted it now.

Who would have expected that King Chen was not only arrogant and domineering, but also had the problem of protecting his shortcomings.

"Are there some other princes who haven't received errands? Maybe in a while, our Ministry of Works will have the prince to support us."

"But...who else is there a prince who is more valued than King Chen?"

Everyone was silent again, but there was nothing.

"Okay." The Minister of Works sighed and stuffed the drawings to the right assistant minister: "Since it was arranged by the prince and Wu's assistant minister is not here, so I will leave this matter to you."

Right Assistant Minister: "..."

But what did he do wrong?
To be continued...