Tang Shijin said, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

His Majesty, the emperor, who had a thief, walked to the door and paused.

Although I knew that 90% of them were fake, I was worried after all. After a long time of stasis, I still walked back and said, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

She held his hand and said, "I feel uncomfortable if you ignore me."

Just know that's it!

Yan Bowei shook his hand and wanted to leave, but she pulled her back: "I have something to do, and I didn't mean to come back. If the message is sent, I'll almost arrive, so I didn't say... Why are you angry!"

He stood straight, not looking at her with a face.

Tang Shijin shook his hand: "Okay, don't be angry. I am such a reliable person, what's there to worry about? Look, I'm not fine, and I haven't even lost a single hair?"

Ping'er's head appeared from there, and Tang Shijin stood up, "I'll go take a shower first! Xiao Weiwei, be good, stop making trouble."

She touched his face, he looked down at her, angry and a little aggrieved. She couldn't help but feel funny, and then came up and kissed his chin: "Wait for me to come out, if I come out, you are not here, I will not eat tonight!!"

She must have him,

But he was really only able to be killed by her.

After she took a shower, he sat in the room to comment on the memorials.

Sometimes I really think he is cute and pitiful. He has never been spoiled since he was a child. He always keeps his temper, which makes people want to spoil him, but they can't help but want to bully him.

She went over to him with her hair wet, hugged his waist from behind, and her snow-white little feet stepped on the corner of his robe.

After a while, he saw him moving his legs inadvertently, and the corner of his robe overturned her feet.

She put the food on her lower head, and Tang Shijin asked someone to put it directly next to the imperial desk. She directly ate with a spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice, and carefully placed a few bites of food on her upper head and fed him.

The spoon hit his mouth. Yan Bowei held on for a while, but opened his mouth to eat. He turned around and hugged her waist, and said in a calm voice: "I'm really angry."

She snuggled up to him and fed him another spoonful: "Okay, be nice, don't be angry anymore, I'm really careful."

He opened his mouth and ate, adjusted her a more comfortable position, and continued, "I knew I had it, but I still told them to hide it from me."

She said, "If you know in advance, can you let me go? I am only Lei'er, I can't go if he gets married? I can't do anything about it!"

He took a long breath, wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The two of them were so tired of eating together. Tang Shijin took the bowl for him to show him, and Yan Bowei only glanced at him.

Sometimes he is very stubborn, just like Dahongpao. He still refuses to drink it and doesn't drink a sip.

So Tang Shijin said to him: "Okay, don't be willful. I'm going to support this, let the Finance Pavilion do it, do it in a strange and luxurious way..."

She put it in her hand and turned around: "Ping'er, ask Xiao Zhang to come here."

Ping'er went away with a reply.

When Zhang Wuji came, Tang Shijin was lazy to change his clothes and ordered through the screen: "I found a black-glazed porcelain cup in Jianyang, Nanping, Minzhou. It was very popular in the previous dynasty. It was used for tea making, but now it has become a fire... But there are still two or three families who are struggling to support you. You can pick a few people to go over, one is to organize the relevant information, and the other is to build up all these craftsmen. Those who have changed their careers can also see if they can be brought back. This is not only a national treasure, but also a local feature..."

She told him in detail.

Zhang Wuji kept responding.

Then Tang Shijin said, "Take this and let him take a look."

Zhang Wuji didn't know who she was ordering, but as soon as he looked up, he saw His Majesty the Emperor handing out the porcelain cup with a cold face.

Zhang Wuji was so scared that he knelt down and greeted him, and then took it with both hands.

Tang Shijin said, "Keep a little god, don't fall, do you believe it if you fall to death? When you go out, send this to my adoptive father by the way, and say that the son will repay the debt to his father..." She laughed twice: "Just say that my sixth brother is not here, I have many plays that are hard to sing, so let him help me write a poem."

Zhang Wuji could only say: "Yes, yes."

There was not even a box, Zhang Wuji held it in both hands and sent it to the Prime Minister's Mansion tremblingly.

Tao Xiang knew what was going on when he heard it, and just asked: "Doing the Finance Pavilion?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Yes."

Tao Xiang smiled and nodded, and took it down.

Zhang Wuji ordered his men early in the morning and rushed to Minzhou.

Tang Shijin was actually quite tired. After all, riding on an eagle is not a plane, and he is completely collapsed.

Moreover, when she was pregnant, she was always hot and irritable, and she didn't want to do anything.

So after this, she took a few days off, and then asked someone to call Mu Wanpu and glanced at the remaining three Jianzhans for him.

Then he lent this to him and asked him to contact young people to appreciate and write poetry.

Although Yuan Langxian can do this, it is more appropriate for Mu Wanpu to do it, because he and Taoxiang are not the same school, but are the kind of romantic and romantic ones.

After seeing Mu Wanpu off, she continued to go to the bed and tilted.

Xu Tianlu came in, but she didn't move.

Xu Tianlu came over and said, "Master, the saltpeter has been transported here, and the ice warehouse is also being made. How do you make the ice bowl you mentioned?"

Last time, Tang Shijin asked him to go nearby to find saltpeter mines, mainly to make ice and then to make ice beer. But since there are ice beer, why not build an ice library and make ice cream?

Tang Shijin said: "I said, you write."

Xu Tianlu agreed and asked someone to send the four treasures of the study. Wen Shize came over, and Tang Shijin said, "Let Shize write, you can write slowly."

Xu Tianlu smiled and bowed to Wen Shize, while returning to the screen, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter how slow you are, the key is that you write poorly."

So Tang Shijin said that Wen Shize recorded it.

This thing is also open. As long as it starts, people will naturally learn it and taste it will increase immediately. And it is usually sold, just like the first ones who sold popsicles, make a box, a quilt to keep it warm, and then you can sell it from street to street.

After hearing her, Xu Tianlu left excitedly.

Wen Shize slowly told her a book. After finishing her, he said to her: "There is something that the lower official thinks that he should tell the prince. When the lower official comes today, he met Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen said something to the lower official, hinting that the lower official will tell the prince more stories similar to the Empress Changsun... various virtuous queens."

When Tang Shijin heard about Empress Xian, he recalled the broken finger that time, and he retching, and then said, "Don't pay attention to him. Just go through it perfunctorily."

Wen Shize stopped when he clicked, but didn't say much: "Yes. Then the official has surrendered."

Tang Shijin nodded, and Wen Shize retreated.

Tang Shijin retching again and after a while, he said to Ping'er: "Tell Yan Bowei that I feel uncomfortable, so I will stop teaching for a while."
Chapter completed!