Imperial Palace, Yuxiu Pavilion.
Princess Yongning was dressing up when Xiao Tao hurried in from outside.
"Princess, Lu Huairen just went to find trouble with Zhao Hao."
"What's going on? Why is he causing trouble for Zhao Hao?"
"Of course I'm trying to correct your injustice."
Princess Yongning didn't appreciate it.
"Who wants him to meddle in other people's business?"
Xiao Tao said: "Princess, Mr. Lu has always been in love with you. Now that he finally has the opportunity, of course he wants to show it off."
"A dog takes a mouse."
Yongning looked unhappy.
"And then, a fight started?"
Xiaotao shook his head.
"That's not true. However, Mr. Lu invited Zhao Hao to attend the Golden Autumn Literary Conference three days later, and there will be a literary battle at the cultural conference!"
"Wen Dou?"
Princess Yongning was surprised.
"Then Zhao Manzi agreed?"
"I agreed. If he loses, he will kneel down in public and apologize to you, princess."
"If he wins, Mr. Lu will lose a hundred coins to him."
"Is that guy's brain broken? How could he win over Lu Huairen with his uneducated waste?"
Xiao Tao said: "Princess, we don't care what he does. Isn't this just right? If he loses, he will kneel down and apologize to you in public!"
Princess Yongning nodded.
"That's right. This time, I want to see what that damn guy would look like if he was slapped in the face in public."
Xiao Tao giggled and said: "Princess, I think his expression will be very exciting when the time comes!"
…
Over at Yuxiu Pavilion, Yongning was talking to Xiaotao.
Her Majesty the Queen, who had just returned to Jiaofang Palace from the imperial court, also received the same news.
Jiang Waner is in a good mood today.
News from the front.
The first batch of reinforcements finally arrived before Mubeicheng was about to fall and garrisoned the city.
Cooperating with the original soldiers, they defended the city and bought time for the second batch of supporting troops.
In this way, Mubeicheng is no longer in danger of falling.
However, the reinforcements from Huangman have also arrived.
Seemingly determined to capture Mubei City, the attack was like a tidal wave, surging and fierce.
In other words, this battle is likely to evolve into a protracted war.
But this is already a pretty good situation.
As long as Mubeicheng does not fall.
Relying on the foundation accumulated by Daqian for many years, Barbarian will not be able to overturn the sky.
What's more, there are also big killer weapons like Hongtianlei.
"Qing Xing, how's the production of Hong Tian Lei going over there, General Supervisor?"
Jiang Waner, dressed in a goose-yellow loose robe, slowly walked out of the inner hall.
She had long hair hanging loosely behind her back, looking forward with infinite nobility.
The deep eyes and bright and majestic facial features also have an extremely beautiful and oppressive feeling.
"Back to Your Majesty, the general supervisor has been working day and night, and now he has produced three thousand sky-shattering thunders."
"Three thousand... are still too few. We must ask them to speed up production. Give them another ten days to produce 10,000."
"Your Majesty, wine jars are needed to make Hongtian Lei. The general has started to bake it himself, and has also purchased it from the private sector. However, he can't get too much at the same time. In addition, the general is also short of manpower."
"Well, for the sake of confidentiality, it's better not to increase the number of people yet. Let them work harder. When this battle is over, I will have my own reward!"
"Your Majesty, there is one more thing."
"explain."
"Then Zhao Hao has been staying in the mansion these past few days and has not been in contact with any special people. However, this morning, he brought the housekeeper and two servants of the Zhao mansion to the street."
"What did you do?"
"Selling a food called tofu. This food has never appeared before. He invented it himself."
"Tofu? What is that?"
"It's made from soybeans that are ground and steamed. I don't know how it tastes, but when his tofu was taken to the street, it was quickly robbed."
Jiang Waner couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.
"First there was gunpowder and thunder, and now there's tofu. That bastard is really capable of doing anything."
Qing Xing said: "After Zhao Hao sold the tofu, he met Lu Huairen, the grandson of the left prime minister, on his way back."
Jiang Waner's beautiful eyes flashed: "Is this boy from the Lu family going to fight against that girl Yongning?"
Qing Xing nodded: "Yes, but he didn't dare to take action directly. He and Zhao Hao agreed to have a duel at the Golden Autumn Cultural Conference three days later."
Jiang Waner was surprised: "Wen Dou? Where is that little bastard Zhao Hao? What's his attitude?"
Qing Xing said: "Zhao Hao agreed. If he loses, he will kneel down and kowtow to the princess in public to apologize. If he wins, Lu Huairen will give him a hundred coins."
"You agreed so easily?"
"Yeah, and he seems to be determined to win Wen Dou, as if he has something to rely on."
Jiang Waner laughed, thinking of the previous memorial letter.
Worry when the world is worried first, and rejoice when the world is happy later.
Look at the world with blank eyes and serve the country with loyalty.
Dedicate yourself to the end of your life and die.
These are all good sentences!
But until now, she still didn't believe that Zhao Hao could write these sentences that could be spread all over the world.
"Qing Xing, please think of something for me. If you are not busy, I will go to Juxian Tower in person the day after tomorrow."
"yes!"
"Also, go to the Neishi Yamen to urge Mr. Zhao Wenxiang. There is still a big gap in military expenditure. Let him raise it as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
…
After giving instructions to Lao Zhong, Zhao Hao returned to his small courtyard and got into his room to write and draw.
Since you want to raise pigs, you must raise them well.
This is also to prepare and lay the foundation for the subsequent opening of a restaurant.
Eat, eat well, this problem must be solved!
As soon as he finished drawing, Lao Zhong came back with a few donkeys, and Zhao Hao gave the drawing to Lao Zhong.
"Have someone go to the blacksmith shop and make this set of knives for me as soon as possible according to the drawings."
"Master, what are you doing with the knife? You don't want to use the knife against Lu Huairen, do you? You must not do anything random!"
"Go away, why do you need to use a knife to deal with a mere Lu Huairen? Just go if you are told, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"Yes, yes, old slave, go now!"
Watching Lao Zhong run away like a whirlwind, Zhao Hao rolled his eyes speechlessly.
This old guy just needs scolding!
During lunch, Zhao Wenxiang came back and his expression was not very good.
As soon as Zhao Haojin entered the dining hall, he saw his father's gloomy old face.
"Dad, what's wrong? Did you let someone cook it?"
Zhao Wenxiang glared at him angrily.
"You little bastard, big or small, are you looking for a beating again?"
Zhao Hao waved his hand quickly: "No, you'd better treat me like a fart!"
Qin Shuyun on the side heard this and said angrily: "Hao'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhao Wenxiang snorted: "It's getting more and more outrageous!"
Upon hearing that her husband was going to scold her son, Qin Shuyun immediately became defensive again.
"Brother Xiang, you haven't come back all day, don't scold Hao'er as soon as you come back!"
Zhao Wenxiang is speechless. You, the mother, can say it, but I, the father, can't?
What, I am the stepfather?
