I am not Song Qinzong

The reason why Mrs. Zheng is called Xiaoniang is because Mrs. Wang, Zhao Huan's biological mother, was the first real queen.

It was only when the Wang family died of illness that the Zheng family came to power.

Fortunately, the Zheng family cared a lot for the princes and would not cause trouble to the East Palace.

A bowl of noodles, only one, Zhao Huan had to eat the whole tail, a good fortune.

After he finished eating, all the people walked out of the palace in casual clothes.

After only a few days since arriving, Zhao Huan was as busy as a spinning top, taking advantage of his birthday to take a day off.

After leaving the East Palace, it immediately became lively.

On both sides of the street, there are many hawkers setting up stalls to sell.

Vegetables, melons, fruits, grains, oils, rice and noodles are all available. There are also food sellers pushing wheelbarrows or carrying burdens. The layout is generally not much different from the township markets in later generations.

After watching for a while, Zhu Fengying begged: "Brother-in-law, I want to eat haggis soup."

"Okay." Zhao Huan agreed.

So Zhao Huan, Zhu Lian, Zhu Fengying, and Zhao Fujin sat down beside the stall.

Zhang Bofen, Zhang Zhongxiong, Li Cheng, and Liu Zhengyan, who accompanied him as guards, also scattered around to be vigilant.

Seeing some customers coming, the store greeted: "Several customers, besides mutton soup, there are mutton bone soup, mutton soup, dare to ask..."

"I want haggis soup."

"I want mutton soup."

"I want lamb bones."

"I want haggis too."

"Several guests stay short, come right away." The shopkeeper responded.

Zhao Huan asked: "Shop, what is the unknown price?"

"It's all [-] Wen a bowl, customers can rest assured that the soup is full of ingredients, and there is no deviation."

With that said, a bowl has already been brought up.

The soup is as white as milk, with a few green onions and coriander floating in it, and it looks very good.

Zhao Huan asked again: "Dare to ask the shopkeeper, can you accept Jiaozi?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper paused, looked left and right, and said: "Usually, they don't accept handovers, but seeing a few of them are extraordinary, they must have their origins, so they accept them too, just at a discount."

"Shopkeeper, if you accept it, you accept it, if you don't accept it, you don't accept it, why hesitate!" Zhu Fengying said dissatisfied.

"Little lady doesn't know something. Jiaozi was published by the imperial court. Who would dare not want it? But the price is one a day. If you get it, you will lose money. Who would want it?" the shopkeeper said with a wry smile.

"What is Jiaozi's current value?" Zhao Huan asked.

The shopkeeper brought soup and said: "The imperial court is indiscriminate, this year's new money can be worth half of it, and it is not bad if it can be worth [-]% in previous years."

"Forget it, I will give you two silver coins, okay?" Zhao Huan said.

"Okay, okay..." The shopkeeper immediately turned his worries into joy.

After the soup was served, there were no customers around, and the shopkeeper said again: "I want to come to the East Palace to succeed me, and my life will be much easier when I wait."

Zhu Fengying's eyes lit up, and she asked, "How did you see it?"

"Little lady doesn't know something. Yesterday, the Eastern Palace invited the Imperial Army to be inspected. Who doesn't know that the corruption of the Imperial Army is the disaster of the Cai thief? Without the Cai thief, wouldn't it be better for us to wait? It's just..."

"Just what?" Zhu Fengying asked.

"It's just that the officials don't accept Dong Gong's words, and we can only wait for the common people to do nothing." The shopkeeper lamented.

The shopkeeper cheered up immediately, and said: "However, when the Crown Prince ascends the throne, the Cai thief is also a rabbit's tail, so he won't be able to grow it."

When Zhao Huan heard the words, he immediately felt heartbroken.

Even if he was captured and reduced to a prisoner, Zhao Ji still lived to be 53 years old, but now he is only 36.

Come to think of it, if you don't become a prisoner, you can live another 20 years without any problem.

In other words, Zhao Huan would have to wait at least twenty years if he wanted to ascend the throne.

too long!

It's just that the Eastern Palace is single and weak, how can we usurp the throne?

In silence, Zhao Huan took a sip of soup.

"Shopkeeper, your soup is delicious and full of ingredients, why is there no one patronizing?" Zhu Lian asked.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "The mutton soup made by the villain is indeed a masterpiece, but ordinary people are running around for their livelihood, and there are not many people who have time to sit down and drink soup. In addition, the stall is really not cheap, so there are few customers."

For ordinary people, spending fifteen yuan for a breakfast is indeed a bit extravagant.

Of course, for Donggong, it was too shabby.

During the chat, after drinking a bowl of soup, I was really full.

Zhao Huan took out a silver bean and said, "It weighs a lot, so you don't have to look for it."

The shopkeeper took it and bowed again and again to thank him.

One penny is more than 200 Wen, which is four times the price of meals, which is really a huge profit.

Zhao Huan asked with a smile: "Why doesn't the store check the authenticity?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "The respected guest has extraordinary demeanor and grace. If it's not right, the villain would rather dig this pair of tricks."

"Okay, it's nice to speak to you, and I'll visit you next time!" Zhu Fengying smiled.

"Hi~" Zhao Fujin burped next to him and said, "I want to eat a candied haws."

"No problem, leave it to me." Zhu Fengying embraced it, ignoring that Zhao Fujin had eaten enough.

But, of course, you have to have fun when you come out to hang out.

The singers, the storytellers, and the jugglers really went where there was excitement, and spent a leisurely half day.

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