Who knew that such a normal sentence would make Fang Furong blush even more.
After guessing, he knew what was thinking in her head. Li Xian patted her head helplessly and said: "I don't think about that kind of thing all day long, okay? Hurry up, the plaster on your back should be applied today." Got it."
Hearing what her husband said, Fang Furong eased her shyness slightly and followed suit into the screen area.
Bathing is a must, and it is unimaginable not to have a hot bath after a tiring day. Later generations have long been accustomed to enjoying such conveniences. Even though he has traveled through time, due to his status, there are people who prepare him for bathing not just once a day, but seven or eight times a day, so Li Xian can enjoy the benefits of his status with peace of mind. pleasure.
The hot bath was very comfortable, but removing the plaster was torture.
At least the plaster avoided his wound, otherwise he would have suffered more.
After taking a shower, Li Xian had no intention of doing anything else. He returned to bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Tonight, we still sleep in separate beds.
Early the next morning, Li Xiancai opened his eyes and clearly felt someone beside him.
The remaining sleepiness dissipated in an instant, and he turned over, only to see Shangguan Wan'er sitting on her knees not far from the bed, with a basin filled with warm water in front of her.
Seeing Li Xian's actions, Shangguan Wan'er was also startled and said quickly: "Your Highness, please forgive me. I thought Your Highness was used to it, so I waited here. I will definitely be waiting at the door tomorrow."
Seeing that this person was Shangguan Wan'er, Li Xian breathed a sigh of relief. He was used to living alone. Even if Fang Furong was in the room, it took him a few days to adapt. Now that there is suddenly an extra person, it is really unacceptable for a while.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Li Xian shook his head and said, "No, just wait at the door."
After saying that, without her having to wait on him, Li Xian picked up the basin himself, put it on the shelf, and started washing up in the morning.
Washing up in the morning is very simple, just wash your face, rub the corners of your eyes, and brush your teeth.
However, what made Li Xian helpless was that there were no toothbrushes in the Tang Dynasty, so he could only gargle his mouth as if brushing his teeth. Rich people and royal families still had some salt and orange peel water, but ordinary people might not even be willing to part with salt. use.
Although the fiber of willow branches can replace toothbrushes, it only emerged in the late Tang Dynasty. Moreover, Li Xian, who was accustomed to soft fiber toothbrushes, just imagined that he would not be able to accept this method of brushing his teeth.
Fortunately, there is still a piece of silk. Using silk to brush your teeth is a bit luxurious, but that's all it can do at this stage.
After cleaning, Li Xian sat on the Jindun.
Fang Furong hasn't gotten up yet, so Shangguan Wan'er can only do the job of combing her hair.
Fortunately, the little girl was gentle and didn't feel much pulling. After a while, the work of combing her hair was completed.
Regarding long hair, Li Xian also wanted to complain about it. He was used to a neat and clean cut, but now that he has long, flowing hair, he doesn't feel handsome anymore. Instead, he feels all kinds of uncomfortable. Especially now that the temperature is rising, I hate it even more.
However, no matter how disgusted you are, you have to endure it. Although it is not like being beheaded by whips now, a prince with short hair will be criticized by thousands of people, and the end is not much worse than beheading.
Every morning's grooming was over at this point. There was originally a powder application, but Li Xian couldn't stand it and even threw away the powder box.
After leaving the room to Shangguan Wan'er to deal with the aftermath, Li Xian stretched, then opened the door and walked out.
The old imperial doctor's medicine was very effective. Although the scar on his back was still there, it no longer felt like a serious strain. At least there is no problem in practicing archery today.
Li Xian didn't get up early today. Yesterday, Wei Shi was brought to the East Palace. You didn't need to guess to know that this guy had a good time last night.
It was not appropriate to disturb someone with a backache, so after having breakfast and resting for a while, Li Xian went to the martial arts field alone.
The supervising craftsman was very fast and installed all the equipment in just one night.
Yan Jize, the master craftsman, was waiting at the martial arts field early in the morning.
When he saw King Yong arriving, he saluted from a distance: "Greetings to His Highness King Yong."
Seeing the joy on his face, Li Xian knew that this guy had made a lot of money.
It was not suitable for direct exercise yet, so Li Xian leaned on a pillar of an equipment in the martial arts arena and asked, "How is it? Is the income of the supervisor okay?"
Speaking of this, Yan Jize couldn't hold back his smile: "Reporting to Your Highness, I have purchased a house in Changlefang at a large price according to your instructions, demolished all the houses, and turned it into a large house. yard, and invited military generals to come and practice.”
"Due to the big funeral, no one has come to test it yet, but the general manager has received a total of four thousand yuan as a deposit alone. In addition, the general manager modified the carriage according to your drawings, and it really reduced a lot of bumps. Although It has not been sold yet, but it is foreseeable that it will be very popular. As for the tables and chairs, we still have to wait for His Highness to give them to the saint as soon as possible. If the saint has no use, who dares to use them first."
Knowing Yan Jize's worries, Li Xian stopped urging him. Instead, he looked to the northwest and said, "I'm afraid it will take another two days. We have to wait for my father to come back."
Etiquette is not something that can be broken easily. Nowadays, everyone writes "at their desk" when working, even the emperor does the same. The only difference is probably that when the emperor went to court, there was a dragon chair with a small bench height to sit on. Because of this, who among the courtiers would dare to sit higher than the throne?
For this reason, Li Xian felt that his plan of tables and chairs could only be sold on a large scale after the emperor accepted it.
In addition, the businesses you prepare can only be opened after the mass mourning is over.
No matter what, the gesture must be made.
"The general will be prepared first. I estimate that there is a 99% chance that this will happen."
After leaving these words, Li Xian walked towards Xue Ne.
This guy was already waiting by the shooting range. Ever since half of his class schedule was allocated to liberal arts, the time for martial arts practice in the morning was seriously insufficient.
For every exercise, you must seize the time...
When the sun was halfway up, Li Xian finally came. I don’t know what kind of battles he went through, but since he still came before noon, it shows that he still has the idea of practicing martial arts in his heart.
Fortunately, he came, otherwise Li Xian would have given up supervising him starting tomorrow.
After all, Li Xian's character means that he will not accept anything he accepts. If he is asked to resist, even if it is for his own good, he will gain hatred.
