Chapter 593: Eat soft rice

"Look at it," Biao Hengsi placed the things he was carrying in front of Shen Qingci.
Shen Qingci took it and opened it again. There were three identical longevity locks inside. She took out one. The front of the Bianfeng Longevity Lock was carved with longevity and wealth, while the north side was Remember the birth date and the name.
"Is this a full moon gift for Xiao Qi Xiao Ba, and Xiao Jiu?"
"Exactly," Lao Hengsi nodded, "This is made of high-quality purple gold, with a piece of superb warm jade in it, which is just like you. The four words long life and wealth are personally made by Master Jingkong. At the same time, 0 is also placed in front of the Buddha for a long time, and it is also suitable for delivery."
Shen Qingci took one again, and she really likes these three longevity locks. She still wanted to give something in the past, but it seemed that it was not suitable to give anything. Some of the things she bought seemed serious. There is nothing like that, just some weird things, like antique vases, calligraphy and painting, she has a bunch of them, she can’t carry a few large bottles, this is for giving a full moon gift, not for smashing people. This is not to say, these three children are like clubs, so they have to carry the vase.
It’s just right, this thing is good, it’s still three, the three are exactly the same, and they are all exquisite and cute. If, if she has children, she must bring them to her own children, and let him grow up with them. Yes, that would be great.
Moreover, the above words are still mentioned by Master Jingkong. Who is Master Jingkong? He was suddenly a god-like figure throughout the Great Zhou. He was a Taoist monk, born in wealth and at the time of a young son. Has escaped into the empty door.
How many people in this world are asking for a piece of his calligraphy, it is very difficult to add, to get the long life lock of Master Jingkong's personal name, I am afraid that no one in this world really has such a privilege.
Shen Qingci gently stroked the longevity lock in his hand, and he liked it.
"Thank you," she said to Bo Hengsi, who reached out her hand and rubbed the top of her head, only to find that she had messed up her hair again, and then helped her tidy it up. it is good.
"I'm going to make some spices first," Shen Qingci stood up, and put the Changquan lock back into the box. This is turning around, just like walking to his own incense room, putting his hands on He was in the air, and he just reluctantly evoked an arc of laughter.
Then he stroked his sleeves, and then walked out into his study.
Evergreen has always been hesitant to speak.
"What?" Luo Hengsi lifted his face from a pile of books, what kind of look do you look like, "Why look at this king like this? Could it be that this king has done something irritating?"
"no no."
Evergreen waved his hands quickly, how dare he say.
It's time for him to hit and change the watch. Can you stop pulling a dead face? This is a life-long event for them, and you can't let the prince forget.
Chang lowered his head and hugged the sword in his arms tightly.
"Longer, you say."
Luo Hengli continued to turn over a page of the book, asking Changqing, it is better to ask Changgeng, longing for nonsense, for a long time he couldn't talk about the main topic, and always gave him a roundabout.
Changgeng really is a sincere person, anyway, the son asked him to say, he said.
"My son, you haven't sent us monthly silver for a year."
Changqing is a little bit worse and has not been choked by his own saliva. He really wants to slap even more. Isn't it possible to speak more smoothly? What does this blunt speaking look like?
"Didn't your wife give it to you?"
Shen Hengli put down the book in his hand, then poured a cup of tea for himself, and placed it on his lips. The fragrance of the tea was soaking in it, and it also fainted the scent of matcha in his eyes.
"The lady belongs to the wife, and the son belongs to the son."
Changgen was very insistent, which made Changqing very pleased. Fortunately, someone said it, but he couldn't say it anyway.
"Oh……"
Branding has a long stretched word...
"This king has no money for you."
Evergreen, bitter face, who doesn’t know that the son is rich and the enemy is the enemy, but the first princess left a lot of shops, and these shops are also in the hands of the son, but a lot of money earned this year is his son Low-key, but no matter how low-key, you can't talk nonsense.
Branding Hengxu put the cup on his lips again, and the voice came out faintly.
"This king is eating soft food now, you say, how else can this king give you moon silver?"
Chang Geng's eyes twitched, and Chang Qing coughed like crazy.
Branding raised his sleeves, and then poured himself a cup of tea. Well, eating soft rice and eating like his is probably rare in this world.
Lao Hengsi sat on the warm collapse, still holding a book in his hand, turning it over, recognizing his fate, warming his princess in bed, the weather is getting colder and colder, but fortunately the earth dragon in the house is burning. Really, so it's not too cold.
From the whole house to the incense-making room, it is warm like spring, so in the past few years, it really didn’t freeze to them, even if the two times in Beijing were unexpectedly heavy snowy weather, there was no shortage. After charcoal, it has never been frozen.
The charcoal reserves in the mansion are still abundant, and every year there will be more than half of the remaining charcoal.
Shen Qingci has its own place to burn charcoal, and they all use the finest silver wire charcoal. The charcoal burned by the Shen family in the past few years is used by four families, and there is still a lot left.
So the earth dragon in the house had already burnt up, and even inside the house, there were several braziers burning.
Shen Qingci walked over and put the box in his hand in front of him.
"Give it to me?" Luo Hengli put down the book, and took it with one hand.
Shen Qingci nodded, her eyes are like the best black pearls, always brilliant and amazing. She has a pair of extremely beautiful pupils. It seems that no matter what happens, the original intention has not changed.
Luo Hengli put the box on his lap, then opened it, and laughed differently. There were actually one bank note after another, one ten thousand tael, and there were hundreds of them here.
"For me?"
Luo Hengsi asked again.
Shen Qingci nodded again, "For you."
"For this king to eat soft rice?" He smiled again.
And in this world, speaking of the three words of eating soft rice, it is so easy and natural, I am afraid that there are really few people, and branding and worry is one of them.
Shen Qingci didn’t know how to answer, she answered no, would it be too hypocritical, and she doesn’t like to do hypocritical things, so if she said yes, would she hurt him again? Male self-esteem.
Branding then closed the box and put it back in her hands, "These are all earned by you, and you are free to keep them."