In front of Queen Ma, that little thought was not enough.
Seeing that he was incompetent and furious, wanting to say something but not daring to speak, he might be hiding something from him.
A woman's sixth sense tells her that this person must have done nothing good and has something to do with her.
Queen Ma sat upright, with a scrutinizing look in her eyes, which made Lao Zhu feel uneasy.
If you are afraid, you are definitely not afraid. The main reason is that it is unreasonable. Yes, it is unreasonable.
Can you tell your mother-in-law at home if you go out to fool around? That can't be done.
Hahaha, the expression on his face changed instantly, and he looked happily at the non-existent sky.
"When I came here, I saw that the moon was very nice and round today. How about we go out together, girls, to enjoy the cool weather and admire the moon?"
Lao Zhu's eyes were full of expectations, but his unconcealed guilty conscience always showed that there was something wrong with him.
Queen Ma was unmoved at all. She sat on the chair without saying a word and just stared at Lao Zhu blankly.
She is not afraid that you will make trouble, but she is afraid that you will not make trouble. Queen Ma has understood Lao Zhu's character thoroughly, and the silence here is better than the sound.
Slip away, slip away.
The rest is easy to say, but there is no way to explain the lavish spending.
Queen Ma, as a role model for the harem, frugally saves money for Lao Zhu.
If this is known, a cold war will be inevitable. It is better to wait for the money to come back and give an explanation!
"Well, sister, you are busy first. Concubine Yu asked us to go drink soup. You see, I have forgotten about it. I will come to see you tomorrow. Let's go now!"
After saying that, she didn't dare to look in the direction of Queen Ma, as if there was a man-eating tiger behind her, for fear that she would be swallowed later.
Queen Ma's mouth twitched, then she revealed a sinister smile and said to her side.
"Ask my dear son to come and come back quickly."
"Yes, concubine."
After receiving Queen Ma's instructions, Zhu Biao hurried over.
"Mother, are you looking for me?"
"Well, do you know where your father has been recently?"
"Ah! I don't know!"
"I don't know if it's okay. That kid Zheng Xiong composed a new poem. Your father got very angry after hearing it. You go back and check to see if there is any connection between the two."
"This is not good!"
"What's wrong? Your father feels very guilty today. It's very abnormal. There must be something wrong in his heart."
"As for me, I don't want to take care of his legs, but I have to know what he is doing when he goes out! Is that right?"
Um, that makes sense.
"Yes, I will go back and check now."
On the bank of the Qinhuai River, Zhu Biao was dressed in casual clothes and dressed like an ordinary person.
I am walking around now, full of curiosity about this strange prosperity.
"I have long heard that the Qinhuai River is unusually prosperous, but I have never come here to see it. When I saw it today, it really did not deceive me."
"Let's go take a look inside the building."
Like all newbies, entering inside feels like entering heaven.
The young lady who greeted you at the door introduced the details in every possible way.
The young lady who shows off her talents is approachable and approachable.
You will not be ignored just because you are new here.
On the contrary, because he was new here, after knowing his name, he thanked her specially.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for coming to support me. My little lady is very grateful."
Zheng Xiong is well aware of this. His friends in his previous life also watched some live broadcasts, and they knew during the chat that it would be okay to ask him to give a little reward.
It’s understandable that big anchors like to ignore you, and everyone wants to thank you for being busy. It’s understandable.
But there are only a few people in a small live broadcast room, and if there are only a few people in total, it will stop there for a long time, turning a blind eye, staring at his big brother, then there will be no desire.
Because of this, Zheng Xiong knew that this was a taboo, so he came over occasionally and often proposed corrections, trying to make people feel at home.
No, Zhu Biao felt the same friendly atmosphere when he came here for the first time.
I was not stingy at the moment. I ordered a pot of tea to express my respect and support.
A roll call was made immediately on the stage, and then he followed suit and spent a tael of silver and sent a bouquet of flowers.
The total of two taels of silver is not much, but the main thing is that the atmosphere is good and I am happy.
However, at this time, he was vaguely trapped. The girl on the stage played a song specially for Zhu Biao in order to express her gratitude.
If you have money in your hands, if you don't show it, it will show how immodest you are.
Everyone else is watching!
He was not stingy either and spent money to give me a bottle of perfume.
It's much more expensive than what I sell, but I feel like it's worth it.
When Zhu Biao came out of the building in a daze, he didn't know it yet. He smiled silly and seemed to be in a good mood.
He didn't react until his subordinates mentioned it.
"Your Highness, this trip cost six hundred taels. Look, there are people following behind. How do you pay for this?"
The words woke up the dreamer. At the moment, he was a little annoyed, a little unfinished, and a little heartbroken.
However, he quickly put his mind aside.
Don’t panic if you have money in hand.
The tea itself still accounts for some of the molecular weight, and if the perfume sells well, I won't suffer any loss.
The most important thing is that the service of the young lady is good, so I should spend some money.
"It's okay. If you don't leave alone, go back and send someone to get it."
"yes."
Walking all the way, although there is a little tail behind me that wants to pay! But Zhu Biao didn't care at all.
Wandering all the way, we soon reached our destination.
In the center of the square, "Being Old" written by Zheng Xiong ranks first among poems, unmatched by anyone.
There is a huge difference from the following poems.
The one ranked eighteenth belongs to Lao Zhu.
He is often compared with Zheng Xiong, so he is also very popular.
The two poems have similar artistic conceptions, but they can reveal a person's knowledge and cultural level.
Don't look at it, it's far worse.
Zhu Biao could still feel the difference.
However, there is a vague feeling of familiarity in the latter poem, and I always feel that the style is very familiar.
When he found the original work, Zhu Biao felt bad.
I am familiar with my father’s handwriting!
Appearing here and being outdone by Zheng Xiong, no wonder his father would be furious.
No one else would be in a beautiful mood!
But, what do you say when you ask your son to go back?
Mr. Wang's glorious deeds have spread throughout the world.
Hopeless.
Shaking his head, Zhu Biao turned and left.
However, we still have to find Zheng Xiong to find out about this matter.
Intentional or unintentional, you have to figure it out.
Good brother, at the critical moment, you have to protect yourself and don't let your father get angry.
No way, we are just so considerate.
"Marquis Yi, do you know who wrote this poem?"
If you ask this, there must be a reason for it. Zheng Xiong thought about it for a moment.
A crime happened?
"I don't know! Why do you ask, Your Highness? Do you know this person?"
Zheng Xiong had a sincere look on his face, with no trace of color in his eyes, which was very pure.
Zhu Biao stared at it for a while and found no flaws.
"No, I just didn't expect the doctor to be so elegant, so I'm a little surprised."
"It's just that this poem is too arrogant. It's better to do less of it in the future."
Scared me.
Zheng Xiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, I will pay attention to you in the future."
"Well, if I don't have anything else to do, I won't bother you."
"Your Highness, please have a cup of tea before leaving!"
"No."
Zhu Biao left without looking back.
Although Zheng Xiong was sure, Zhu Biao still felt something was wrong.
Besides, how to reply to my mother is still a problem. How can I still be in the mood to drink tea?
While walking and thinking, Zhu Biao finally arrived at Queen Ma's palace, but he was still at the door, unable to move, not knowing how to reply.
(Have a good rest, lazy cancer strikes again~)
(End of chapter)
