She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

What Hengzhi said matched the household registration book he had just received.

Cui's parents died early, and she only had an elder brother to keep her company, but he also died a few days ago, so she spent all her money on the funeral. In the city, Cui made a living by washing clothes for many families, and even took jobs in brothels.

How they met was not elaborated, but she moved into Hengzhi's private residence overnight right after the funeral of Xianzhao Hou, and she was just an unfaithful slut.

I'm afraid she wants to cling to the high branches of the Marquis's Mansion and cling to the big tree of Hengzhi tightly. If a girl is well-behaved, how can she live in a man's house before getting married?

The old saying goes that if you marry someone you make him a wife and if you run away you make him a concubine. This is a complete self-deprecation.

"Family background is not a problem. The old marquis does not value family background, so your majesty will not use this as a constraint on the prince." Xue Ping stopped looking at A'ao, "If the prince gets married soon, it will be the foundation for establishing mutual trust between the monarch and his subjects. A real man should get married and start a family, so your majesty should also consider this early."

Heng Zhi pretended to be in deep thought, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice, "Your Majesty, please give me some advice."

Ah'ao stood in an inconspicuous position behind Hengzhi, quietly watching the old fox chanting.

What he said was nothing more than saying that he had heard too much about the new emperor, saying how difficult his life was and how hard it was for him.

The three powers of Dachong and Chong have been in a tripartite situation for a long time, and the capital is empty. The new emperor is worried and values ​​Hengzhi and is waiting to use him. But if he doesn't get married first, it will be extremely dangerous to guard the border. He is afraid that he will not be able to explain to his old friend if he goes west.

What she said was more beautiful than what she sang, A'ao complained in her heart.

If she hadn't really experienced the lives of ordinary people after leaving the palace, she would have believed it. If a person has achieved the highest position and has no worries about food and drink, but you say he is working hard, it is simply nonsense.

But Hengzhi, this fellow, listened so seriously, he must not be instigated to rebel, right? They had only known each other for a short time, and Ah-yi still couldn't figure out what kind of personality he had.

"The Crown Prince will soon be nineteen. If the wedding invitation and the ancient painting are presented to Your Majesty in the future, it will be a triple blessing, and Kezhou's finances will also be more affluent."

What this means is that if you get married, the military pay that has been in arrears for several years will be paid to you.

The words "forced marriage" were clearly printed on Xue Ping's weird old face.

"The warden really thinks of me." Hengzhi smiled and said, "Life is really difficult without money."

Xue Ping didn't stay long and left with the marriage certificate satisfied.

He lived in the capital for many years and was not used to the food and accommodation in Kezhou. The only thing that was going well for him was that he had fun with Hu Ji for a few days and spent a large sum of money to buy the Persian dancer.

Fortunately, he left.

I don't know if he felt that it was going too smoothly, but A'an and Hengzhi stood at the door of the house as a couple, looking at the carriage going away, and they felt happy.

As long as they have a common enemy, two people with minds as sharp as honeycombs can push and pull together and become the best allies at this moment.

"The princess is worthy of being a princess. She is not flustered even when she comes under Xue Ping's nose." Heng Zhi said nonchalantly.

Ah-yi straightened her shoulders again and smiled confidently, "Xue Ping is an outsider and is not allowed to enter the inner palace. He has seen me at most three times. With the good skills of your maid Yunli, how can we not get twice the result with half the effort?"

The current situation is one in which everyone gets what they need.

In order to get money, Hengzhi kidnapped the princess and faked the marriage. Ah-yi saw that this was the same as hers, so she suddenly had the idea to cooperate with him in this drama.

Anything that can be solved with money is not a big deal.

A'ao traded the Emperor's hunting map and a marriage agreement with Hengzhi in exchange for Hengzhi hiding her escape trail and a shop that was protected by Zhaohou's power and could be opened smoothly.

Opening a shop was something she had thought about a long time ago.

After several experiences of mourning, Ah-yi smelled some business opportunities in funerals.

Nowadays, funerals in Da Chong, or weddings in general, are a mess of scattered and disorganized troubles to organize.

If a family wants to hold a funeral now, they have to run back and forth between the east and west markets, from buying white silk mourning clothes to ordering coffin paper flowers. There are also people who play musical instruments and sing, and if the family is particular about inviting mourners to sing funeral songs, it will take even more time.

Whether it is prepared in advance or prepared suddenly, the announcement of the death cannot be delayed. It is always troublesome for the person in charge of the funeral to rush around within a day or two.

The same goes for happy events.

Another example is firecrackers. Ah-yi had paid careful attention the day she followed Heng-chi into the city. For safety reasons and to prevent fire, no firecracker shops were allowed in the city. If people wanted to buy firecrackers and fireworks, they had to go outside the city in person.

Moreover, there is no regular customer base. Customers think the consumables are expensive, and the shopkeeper thinks business is slow all year round.

If I could be a middleman connecting all these links, planning the ceremony process for people, and allowing customers to buy all the items they need at once, wouldn’t that be a good business?
What's more, few people are involved in funeral business.

When Ah'ao thought about it, she felt that the money had flowed into her pocket like water.

Heng Zhi stared at her with wide eyes and asked with a smile, "How can a princess be like a Pixiu, only taking in and not leaving?"

Even if I explain it to you, you won’t understand. Ah-yi is too lazy to deal with it. “Don’t you need money? Who can resist money?”

He really lacks it.

The hasty decision to get married was made because these two money-minded people were each more needy than the other.

Hengzhi was determined to implement new policies in Kezhou in a drastic manner and strengthen the city's defenses so that the people and merchants would not suffer from invasions by the grasslands on the border.

But this can't be done openly.

Since we have to do it slowly and secretly, we will lose many reasonable sources of income, and we will have to work harder on trade.

If Ah'ao wants to join the city's business, she will get more and broader information than him, which is a mutually beneficial thing.

"Don't worry, I will never do anything half-heartedly. When the business is successful and benefits both parties, we can part ways amicably, and it will just be a matter of a divorce on a piece of paper."

A's frank words made Hengzhi feel uncomfortable for no reason.

"It's too early to think about these things." Hengzhi forced himself to maintain his indifferent look.

"I don't plan to stay in Kezhou for long." Ah's turn and look at the person in front of her, very solemnly, "When the business is almost done, I will set off to Shuzhong."

When making plans with others, you must also leave yourself some room for retreat.

Not only her, it is also impossible to say that Hengzhi has no plans.

Given her status, Ah'an was living in exile. Whether she continued to work as a mourner or do hard labor, or to seek other ways to make a living, she would sooner or later be caught and taken back.

But now is not the time.

It was common knowledge that the new emperor wanted Princess Xuancheng to travel north with his relatives.

Perhaps she escaped from the palace with the intention of avoiding marriage.

If the next time they meet, it's the scene of her getting married, Hengzhi will not feel happy.

It is impossible for the new emperor to spend more time to win over Shuzhong. If it is more cost-effective, he will probably marry her to the grassland. What is that place? It is common for a woman to marry three generations of a father and son. There has never been a hardship in the marriages of peace.

Thinking of that missed opportunity, I don't want to see her jumping into the fire pit.

It's a pity anyway.

"What are you going to do in Shuzhong?" He thought for a moment and asked. It was an easy question after all.

Ah-yi had heard that Shuzhong had beautiful scenery and cheerful people. Most importantly, it had a lot of delicious food and was a good place to live.

Although Wang Xuan, the Marquis of Shu, had always been at odds with the capital, she had never been at odds with the capital either.

If you keep your identity more secret, no one should find out.

"Da Chong is full of beautiful scenery, so of course I should go and see it. If I encounter some destiny, maybe I will stay there."

I heard that there is a unique hot pot in Shu that can be cooked and eaten at the same time. A'an has long wanted to try it.

Seeing her tone full of longing, Hengzhi frowned unconsciously.

"In short." Ah-yi put her hands behind her back, "I will not underestimate my own abilities, nor will I underestimate the abilities of the prince."

As she said this, her eyes were bright and steady. "I still believe that the prince will never be content with being in a small Kezhou. His ambitions are immeasurable."

Then he patted his shoulder maturely and turned back.

Hengzhi: ...

I thought it was a conspiracy between two people, but these words were suddenly spoken so enthusiastically that if you didn't know, you would really think that they were the pillars of the court and the country.
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After the study was temporarily given to A'an for use, Yunli stayed outside for two days.

The master said that there was something important going on inside, and asked them to keep an eye on the study door and arrest anyone who was sneaking around. Because they were close servants, she and Yun Cheng were allowed to take turns guarding the door.

The new wife was now rolling up her sleeves, squatting on the ground, grinding the broken stones she had brought that day into powder. The hammer in her hand was as deft as an embroidery needle, and with one blow the broken stones were broken into even small pieces.

When Ah-yi looked up, she saw Yunli's round face on the threshold and waved, "Yunli, come in!"

Yunli ran in and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing? Why don't you ask Yuncheng to do the manual labor?"

Since she couldn't openly reveal her fraud, Ah-yi simply said, "Some pigments are hard to buy, so I had to buy some raw materials and make them myself."

"Making paint? You know so much." Yunli was quite surprised when he heard this.

Yunli was very curious about this new wife. Although she had only seen Ah-yi when someone came to the mansion that day, she felt that she was kind and bright, and did things in an orderly manner, not like a laundry maid.

However, the master is getting married, and there will be plenty of opportunities to find out these things in the future, so there is no need to rush.

Yunli is not very old and has a girlish heart. She likes to be lively and be with the people she likes, so she invited herself to the study.

Ah'ao also liked her very much, so Yunli quickly found something to do here that she could do, and started moving bricks happily.

Hengzhi had just returned from a busy few days of accounting at the Marquis' Mansion. As he entered the study, he saw Yunli hurriedly changing a basin of water for washing brushes.

The ceremony was performed in a sloppy manner, which made him feel very strange.

"I didn't expect that you and Yunli get along so well." Pulling over a stool, Hengqi lifted his robe and sat beside the long table painted by A'an, like a supervisor.

When she started to draw the line draft, Ah'an was very calm. She wrote slowly and even her voice was soft.

"I used to have a maid who was as lovable as Yunli." She lowered her head, and her hair fell quietly, covering her ears. "She was a little younger than me, not even as tall as the table, but she was sent to serve me. In winter, she was wrapped up like a rabbit."

Thinking of this, Ah'ao couldn't help but pause.

Afraid of copying the wrong line, I quickly changed the way I held the pen, "It's a pity that I can't see it."

The lady on the paper was lifelike. Ah'ao turned sideways and motioned Hengzhi to come and look.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of fabric rubbing against each other. Hengzhi came forward, but he didn't look at the painting, waiting for her to say the next word.

"Later, my uncle beat him to death."

This matter has been holding Ah-yi back for two years. No one has ever asked her about it before, and she has never mentioned it.

If she hadn't seen Yunli and suddenly remembered her little maid, everyone in the palace would be treated like grass, and no one would remember her life that was lost outside Yongning Gate.

Hengzhi lowered his eyes and looked at her.

This is the only princess of Da Chong.

Since her grandfather's generation, for some unknown reason, the emperors who ascended the throne had no more children. The two sons of Emperor Wu'an when he was in the palace were her father and the new emperor who ascended the throne. They were the most prosperous royal heirs in Da Chong in decades.

A'ao was born when the late emperor was in his private residence. The empress was still the crown princess at that time. She had a difficult delivery and had no children since then.

The Da Chong Dynasty had strict rules, and the princes were not allowed to indulge in sensual pleasures, and generally could not take concubines. Until the previous emperor ascended the throne, the harem expanded with concubines, but no royal heir was born.

The new emperor was even more bizarre. When he was in the palace, he was divorced by the princess at that time. Princess Yong angrily said that she would rather go to a nunnery to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures for the rest of her life than step into the palace again. This was a major event that shocked the capital.

Later, when he saw that his elder brother was seriously ill and about to die, he tried to seize the throne, but now he has no children.

As the only princess, she didn't even have the power to save the lives of her maids.

Heng Zhi casually changed the subject, "If you doubt someone, you won't use him. Mr. Huai taught me, so I naturally respect him."

You see, you let him look at the paintings and he wants to hear the story, you tell him the story and he looks at the paintings again.

"Three months is plenty of time, and I can even hand it in earlier. I'll do the paint and line drawing at the same time, but the aging process will take another two or three days."

But the person in front of him seemed to be in a trance and didn't say anything for a long time.

Ah-yi flipped her hand and poked him with the tip of her pen in a weird way, "Why don't you go out and daydream?"

The eyes slowly moved to Ah'an.

I had never looked closely before, but Hengzhi's eyes were not pure black. Under the midday sun, some deep amber was hidden deep in the pupils, which was especially obvious when you got too close.

"I don't worry about it." Heng Qi stepped back a distance, bent down to pick up a few pens that had rolled to the ground, put them in the pen washer and rinsed them gently, and returned to his usual casual demeanor. "I have a banquet to attend recently, and I'm thinking about how to ask you for a favor. I beg Ah-yi to cover for me."

The tips of the brush are scattered in the water, floating up and down.

Just like the fluttering heart of Ah'ao when she heard these words.

"so."

Hengzhi raised his eyes.

"Your father has just been buried for three days, and you are going out to drink and have fun." Ah'an deliberately repeated, "There is no such filial son as the prince in the surrounding area, right?"

Hengzhi: ...

"I can't compare to the princess. I can cry for my father at any grave."

(End of this chapter)