Chapter 18: contacts

A little ... nice.
Mu Nanzhi waved his hand to let Song Fu lower the curtain. The two walked under the porch lightly, and Mu Nanzhi paused. She took out a small red lucky bag from her sleeve. Song Fu said: "Jun Wang is asleep, so I'm not good to go in and disturb. This is how I got a blessing bag at Baohua Temple in the morning, and when the county king wakes up, you just give him."
Song Fu busyly took the lucky bag with both hands and said, "The Jun Jun is interested."
"It's nothing, it's just a lucky bag, and every princess and princess I asked for a lucky bag," Mu Nanzhi patted the snow on his body while walking outward, and suddenly turned to ask Song Fu again, "Yes What kind of incense was burned in Jun Wang's house, it was light and light, it smelled really good, but I didn't see an incense burner in the house. "
Song Fudao: "The lord of Qilu County is Wu Chenxiang from Long Live God."
Mu Nanzhi said for a moment: "Wu Chenxiang originally had this taste? I have only heard it before, and I have never seen it before. It is really a good thing."
Wu Axiang is also called Shen Shui Xiang. It is one of the most precious spices in the world. It is also called Agarwood. It is very different from ordinary spices. Wu Axiang is not a scattered spice powder, but a tree-like shape. It is not burned with an incense burner. If you put that fragrant wood in the room, the fragrance will be emitted. The top fragrant wood is ouxiang, which is said to last for a long time. It can be used for hundreds of years. It is a treasure passed down from the world, but Dali has no output. The incense is a specialty of Siam, and this incense is very bad. The top grade Wuchen incense in the Siamese country can only get one or two pounds each year, and it is rare that it can be introduced into Dali. Since ten years ago, Since Luo declared war on Dali, Wu Chenxiang has become even more valuable. It is said that even a small piece is worth a million dollars, but I am afraid that it is not inferior to ambergris.
It can be seen how blessed was Long Zhishan to Lu Zhishan.
Mu Nanzhi couldn't help but be impressed when he sat on the carriage. Now everyone in the palace knows that the four prince Lu Zhiyue, born of the long lived queen's favorite queen mother, is constantly rewarded on weekdays, but Mu Nanzhi feels that he is afraid Long live the favor of the four princes is not as good as one of the ten favors of Lu Zhishan.
My cousin is a pity.
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Lu Zhishan slept soundly, and he woke up until it was dark. Song Fu was too busy to come in and poured tea for him, while taking out the lucky bag and putting it on the table, he said to Lu Zhishan: "Afternoon Fu Junjun came to pay respect to the county king, but the county king was asleep at the time. The county king did not let the minions disturb the king, and he returned with this lucky bag. "
Lu Zhishan put down the tea cup and put the lucky bag in the palm of his hand, small, red, and embroidered a small lucky character with gold thread on it. Small and warm, he couldn't help but hook his lips.
Song Fu looked happy at Lu Zhishan, and was so busy that he said: "This is Jun Jun's personal visit to Baohua Temple early in the morning, and I heard that Baohua Temple was the best practice."
Lu Zhishan didn't speak, opened the lucky bag, shook backwards, and two red plum blossoms fell out of the lucky bag, as well as a small note.
Lu Zhishan's fingers were thicker than ordinary people, and it was a little funny and strenuous to unfold the little note--
When the long wind and waves break, there will be clouds hanging straight to the sea.
The corners of Lu Zhishan's mouth rose even harder, and the note was folded again, and together with the two red plum flowers, they were stuffed back into the fortune bag.
[Does it rain over there? . . . . 】
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