Lu Youxin also nodded in agreement. Then he thought of some rumors in his mind, and said to Yu Shaodong: "Yu Dong's family, I have heard a rumor in the past few days about Han Du. Maybe you are interested."
When Yu Shaodong saw Lu Youxin talking with a smile, he also smiled and asked: "What rumors?"
"It's like this. I heard that I was in the West Market that day..." So, Lu Youxin told the story about Han Du who was in the West Market that day and insisted on buying kelp.
Of course, according to Lu Youxin, Han Du wanted to buy pig food to eat.
"Hahaha..." Before he could finish hearing Lu Youxin's words, Yu Shaodong excitedly slapped the table and laughed wildly. When he heard that Han Du had bought pig food to eat, the bad breath that had been trapped in his chest for the past few days suddenly dissipated. Even the place where Han Du hit him on his face suddenly stopped hurting and could not be felt. It was no different from before.
"It's so happy, it's so happy." Yu Shaodong vented happily.
Others also laughed. After all, there are people eating that kind of food these days, and they are people who have been against them. Why doesn't it make them feel comfortable?
Yu Shaodong picked up the wine glass and gestured to everyone with a smile, "Come on, Mr. Dong, two masters, let's have a drink today. Let Han Du eat pig food, and let's eat human food. Hahaha, drink~"
After speaking and clinking glasses, Yu Shaodong drank it all in one gulp.
The relationship between the wine shop and the wine shop was suddenly intertwined in this elegant house.
...
After Han Du gave his orders to Eunuch Lu, he said goodbye to Zhu Biao. Anyway, I have already told Eunuch Lu that in the next period of time, as long as the other side lowers the price, we will also lower it. Eunuch Lu didn't need to tell him until the price dropped to thirty cents per hundred pounds.
When Zhu Biao saw Han Du leaving, he also returned to the East Palace from the backyard.
As soon as he returned to the entrance of the East Palace, Zhu Biao remembered what he had promised Han Du. He looked towards where An Qing lived, sighed, waved his hand, and headed over there.
When Zhu Biao saw An Qing, An Qing was inside the pavilion, holding a porcelain plate in his hand and listlessly throwing fish food into the water to feed the fish.
Zhu Biao came to the pavilion without letting his servants inform him. When the maid Yiyi saw Zhu Biao, she immediately bowed and said, "My slave, I pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince."
With a wave of his hand, Zhu Biao saved Yiyi who was about to salute.
When An Qing heard what the maid said, he turned around and saw Zhu Biao. He quickly put down the plate in his hand, ran to Zhu Biao in small steps, and asked with a smile: "Brother Prince, why do you have time to see me?"
An Qing's words made Zhu Biao's heart suddenly tremble.
He really couldn't remember the last time he took the initiative to visit Anqing. A feeling of guilt came to his mind. Looking at the haggard An Qing, he said with a trembling apology: "It's my fault, Brother Huang. Brother Huang will try his best to find time to come and see you in the future, okay?"
An Qing smiled, shook his head, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother Prince, don't worry about An Qing. An Qing is very good. Brother Prince, you worry about national affairs every day, as long as you can remember An Qing."
Zhu Biao wanted to say that he could visit Anqing every day, but his lips moved a few times and he just let out a long sigh. Because he knew that this was impossible. Even though he felt sorry for his sister, he couldn't promise to visit her every day because of state affairs.
Fortunately, An Qing is more sensible than ordinary girls and knows that this is unrealistic. Simply, he rejected Zhu Biao directly.
This made Zhu Biao feel a lot better.
Seeing that An Qing's face was a little pale and his energy was not very good, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so haggard? Are the people around you not taking good care of you?"
After saying that, he turned around and stared at the maid beside him with wide eyes.
Seeing the frightening look in the prince's eyes, the maid couldn't help but tremble, and quickly lowered her head, "Slave, slave..."
An Qing shook his head and said to Zhu Biao: "No matter what her problem is, I haven't been able to sleep well these days. Maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest."
"By the way, Brother Prince, why do you have time to see me today?" An Qing quickly found something to say to distract Zhu Biao's attention.
When Zhu Biao heard this, he felt ashamed. He couldn't tell An Qing that he was dragged here to ask her something.
After coughing twice to cover up his embarrassment, Zhu Biao straightened his face and asked, "Why are you unhappy when the emperor comes to see you? I can't come to see you if you have nothing to do?"
"What did the prince brother say?" An Qing thought Zhu Biao misunderstood and quickly explained. "Brother Prince came to see Anqing. It's too late for Anqing to be happy. How could he be unhappy?"
The brother and sister then each told some of their experiences.
Mainly Zhu Biao was talking and Anqing was listening.
After all, Princess Anqing has been in the harem all day long and has no chance to leave the palace, so what new information will there be there?
As for these things in the harem, there is no need for An Qing to tell them, Zhu Biao himself knows them.
Seeing that the two of them started chatting, the maid on the side stepped away wisely, and secretly motioned to the people around her to step back as well.
As Zhu Biao spoke, he seemed to ask accidentally, "Do you know Han Du?"
An Qing suddenly felt nervous and couldn't help but clasp the fingers of her hands together. She didn't know why the prince's brother asked this person, and she thought he had discovered something.
He was afraid that his lack of reply for too long would arouse the prince's brother's speculation, so he replied as if unintentionally: "Who is this? Should I know him?"
Zhu Biao was relieved when he heard An Qing say he didn't know him. He thought that since An Qing had met Han Du once but couldn't even remember him, he naturally had no interest in Han Du.
Then he said casually: "Oh, it's the little official you met in the East Palace that you told Brother Huang last time."
Princess Anqing pretended that she just knew Han Du's name, and said in a long voice. "Oh, I heard it. So his name is Han Du? Why did the prince brother mention him?"
"It's nothing. Brother Huang just asked casually, casually~" Zhu Biao made a fist with his right hand and put it in front of his mouth and nose to hide his embarrassment.
"What about his people?"
"Oh, it's not bad. He does things cleanly and neatly, and his thoughts are thought-provoking. He is a rare hero..." Zhu Biao didn't know why he told An Qing this. It could be that he was covering up his embarrassment or that it was him. Even unconsciously. Anyway, that’s all he said in a row.
Of course, these are not the key. The key is why Anqing asked how the Handu people were?
Why would she ask that? A somewhat ominous possibility emerged in Zhu Biao's mind...
Zhu Biao stared at Princess Anqing closely with his eyes. He was a little surprised and asked in disbelief: "Why do you ask this?"
