Poor family farming: the sick and weak scholar's wife is very sturdy

Chapter 198 It seems that the emperor still likes Lord Baihou!

Li Yu often looked at Bai Zhancheng and asked:
"General God of War, why did you enter the palace today?"

"I asked the emperor for a marriage, but it's a pity that I came a step late, and Bai Qingshan took the lead."

Bai Zhancheng's voice was very flat, but the information revealed in his words was enough to make the air in the whole room a bit depressing.

Bai Zhancheng told Li Yuchang everything that happened in the imperial study room today.

After Li Yu listened patiently, there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of banter.

After a long time, he said leisurely:
"It seems that the emperor still likes Lord Bai!"

Bai Zhancheng nodded silently, noncommittal.

"Will General God of War be willing to join forces with this king? At that time, this king will personally grant you a marriage, and you can marry whoever you want!"

Li Yuchang's voice was full of temptation. He took a sip of tea from the teacup, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Fifth Prince, you."

Bai Zhancheng pretended to be surprised and looked unbelievable.

Li Yu often put down his teacup and stared straight at Bai Zhancheng, with a flash of greed in his eyes:
"If you can help this king ascend the throne and become the king of the Great Xia Dynasty, then... this king will definitely share the world with you!"

Bai Zhancheng didn't expect Li Yuchang to speak out about his ambition so openly, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Li Yu often saw him silent, and his eyes became more and more cold.

He snorted coldly, got up and stood up, looking down at Bai Zhancheng condescendingly:
"It doesn't matter if General War God doesn't agree, anyway, you will still fight for me in the end."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Zhancheng's eyes froze, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Li Yuchang smiled coldly, and said in a cold tone:
"Does General Zhanshen know about Soul-stealing Incense?"

Bai Zhancheng's pupils shrank violently:
"Why do you have the incense of dementor!"

Soul-stealing incense is a kind of Gu art, something that only witch doctors can refine.

According to rumors, the effect of this thing is similar to that of Gu, but its power is better than that of Gu.

Once taken, it can control people's intelligence, become the puppet of the controller, and become a tool for killing.

This kind of thing only exists in legends.

And now...he has never touched the teacup on Chen Xiang's table, how could he be poisoned?
Bai Zhancheng looked at Li Yuchang suspiciously, and thought to himself that this guy is indeed a mentally ill master!
Li Yu often said with a sneer:
"Do you think this king will lie to you?"

When Bai Zhancheng heard the words, his face changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror.

Li Yuchang continued:

"The fragrance in the carriage is specially prepared by this king for your physique."

There was a bit of mockery in his voice.

"This fragrance is the incense of dementor? Then you..."

Bai Zhancheng's eyes were tense, and his voice became trembling. Before he could finish his sentence, a fishy-sweet taste suddenly rose in his throat, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his lips.

"This fragrance is only effective for you! If you change your mind within three days, you can come to the king's mansion to get the antidote. If it's too late..."

Li Yu often changed the topic, with a hint of regret in his tone:
"I'm afraid that General War God will really become a thoughtless puppet by then, and that will be a huge loss for our Great Xia Dynasty!"

After hearing this, Bai Zhancheng twisted his face and gritted his teeth.

The corner of Li Yuchang's mouth raised a strange arc, and then he asked the coachman to stop and drove the poisoned Bai Zhancheng out of the carriage.

After finally getting to his horse, Bai Zhancheng spat out a mouthful of blood.

He clutched his chest, his face pale as paper.

damn it!
Actually fell into Li Yuchang's trick!
Bai Zhancheng endured the pain and rode on his horse. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a masked man in black coming out of a bush not far away.

"who are you?"

A look of jealousy appeared in Bai Zhancheng's eyes, his voice was cold and his eyes were cold.

The masked man didn't speak, but pulled off the veil on his face, revealing a face that he had met once.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Bai Zhancheng frowned slightly:

"Aren't you Lin Xiao's driver? Why are you following me?"

The driver looked at the pale Bai Zhancheng, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Are you poisoned?"

Bai Zhancheng stared at him coldly:
"Who exactly are you?"

There was a gloomy look in the driver's eyes:

"You don't care who I am, I won't harm you, I just want to tell you one thing."

"What do you want to say?"

Bai Zhancheng stared at him vigilantly, his eyes full of guard.

Now that he has been intoxicated by the dementor incense, he naturally dare not be careless.

The coachman said slowly:

"Accept the fifth prince's request, detoxify first."

Bai Zhancheng frowned, his voice hesitated:

"Are you the person Li Yu often sends to lobby me? Heh, he is really funny. He has already poisoned me. Is it necessary to find a lobbyist?"

"I'm not someone's lobbyist. If the general doesn't believe it, then pretend I didn't say it."

After finishing speaking, the coachman was about to turn around and leave, but Bai Zhancheng immediately stopped him:
"Wait!"

There was a little struggle in his eyes:

"Can you tell me who you are?"

"It's not the time yet. Anyway, remember, I will never harm you!"

The coachman's voice was cold and distant.

Bai Zhancheng vaguely guessed something in his heart, his eyes became complicated, and he cupped his fists at the driver:

"In that case, let's say goodbye."

The coachman nodded, turned and left.

Watching the familiar figure from the back fading away, the complicated expression on Bai Zhancheng's face deepened a bit.

After a long time, he sighed and rode his horse quickly towards Ailers.

Lovers clothing store.

Zhang Yue took Lin Xiao and Lan Lian to the backyard to check the handmade soap Lin Xiao had made earlier.

After a period of fermentation, this batch of handmade soaps has basically matured, and the faint fragrance permeates the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Well, this batch of handmade soap has matured, Miss Xiaoyue, it can be sold now!"

Lin Xiao looked at the exquisite and beautiful handmade soap in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction, the joy in his heart could not be restrained.

"Okay! I plan to set the price at two taels of silver, and then we will each have half."

"Two taels of silver? Will anyone buy it if it's so expensive?"

Lan Lian clicked her tongue in shock when she heard two taels of silver and a piece of handmade soap.

You must know that in Jiuzhou Town, the annual output of most farmers is only seven or eight taels, and two taels of silver is more than their annual income!
Lin Xiao shook her head when she heard the words, her voice was firm and determined:
"You're wrong about this. The handmade soap we made is already cheap for two taels of silver."

When it came to making a lot of money, she deliberately lowered her voice.

"Oh?"

Seeing that Lan Lian was still in disbelief, Zhang Yue couldn't help poking her forehead:
"Do you know how much money this Beijing girl spends on makeup and makeup every year?"

Lan Lian shook her head dully.

Zhang Yue smiled and stretched out five fingers: "At least five taels of silver!"

(End of this chapter)