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Chapter 57 The Girl's Waiting

In the early morning, only the footsteps of watchmen can be heard on the streets of Nanjing City.

The summer wind blew, and Shen knew whether he came out of the wine shop, washed up, and then sat in the wine pavilion on the building facing the street to watch the moonlight.

It was the beginning of June, half a waning moon shrouded the night sky, and the moonlight shone on the window sill. She was leaning against the window sill, with a bottle of Wuliang Xuequ in hand.

In fact, these days, apart from helping that person make wine seriously, he has not come for some days.

I can't remember when, but every time I come out of the wine shop, I will look at the street with my chin on my hands.

Sometimes it is to choose the jar, and sometimes it is because the jar has not been sealed.

At first, it was just respect and awe of his royal status, and later it helped him do something.

Every day when the altar is closed, it is the best moment for her, even if that figure is in the distant imperial city.

She thought that she was a businessman, and it was a glorious thing to contribute to the Ming royal family.

The relationship between the two was actually just a simple matter to discuss, and he always asked General Mu to send a letter.

The content is also some warnings about wine, if he doesn't come, she can't have too much idea of ​​looking for it.

After all, he is the king of a country in the future.

Next to it is the bright yellow Ming resident register. It is said that he asked His Majesty to abolish the household classification and formulated this.

In the past few days, according to the recipe he left behind, the taste of the wine is getting better and better.

I haven't come to see his own business for so long, I thought he was dealing with the trivial matters of the whole country, but these days General Mu came to say that he was researching some icing.

After sorting out the bills and dealing with the business of the shop, she will take a carriage and walk around the outer wall of the imperial city intentionally or unintentionally.

Put your hand against the vermilion wall to see if you can hear anything about him.

That dude, after seeing him with a bruised nose and swollen face for some unknown reason, he was very respectful when he saw him, and he didn't touch him anymore.

Even if his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, what does it have to do with him?

Not long ago, I heard about the Northern Expeditionary Army attacking Dadu, thinking that as a prince, he naturally couldn't be idle.

But I have always heard that the imperial army was approaching Dadu without defeat, so why didn't he come to see his wine.

That's right, he is the crown prince, and these small things will make his subordinates come, maybe he doesn't want to come.

All her thoughts were on the wine shop until the first batch of wine was opened, and she would sit in the attic holding the small jar of wine every night at the end of her busy work, until the guests who bought the wine arrived.

"Hmph, if you don't come tomorrow, I won't help you make wine like this. You don't even know how popular your Wuliang Xuequ wine is, and you don't care about wine at all."

Shen Zhishi talked to the altar of Wuliangxuequ to himself, and then playfully looked through the account books of Shen's shop while holding the altar.

It was not until dawn that he fell asleep on the window sill.The crowd became lively, and he was among the pedestrians coming and going.

These days, Zhu Biao has almost dealt with all the big and small things, leaving the rest of helping the grandmother across the road and taking care of the elderly to Li Shanchang.

Be a prince by yourself and spend time on memorials every day, it will be fatal.

Last night, I was fascinated by reading the melody, knocked over the hot soup sent by the imperial dining room next to me, and burned the back of my thumb so that the skin peeled off.

Jin'er and Yu'er saw that His Royal Highness's hands were burned, and they partnered with Mu Ying to prevent him from handling political affairs.

Hearing that the wine shop's business is very good, he ran out after seeing the minister, and the speaker was about to say something about him.

Being debated by Zhu Biao has nothing to say, sophistry is not for nothing.

The back of the hand was wrapped in gauze, but it was not wrapped too tightly. It was easy to retting in hot weather, and the injury was probably healed. The skin on the back of the hand would not grow out for a day or two.

Empress Ma didn't let him deal with the matter, fearing that he would get burnt with the brush, so she asked Mu Ying to find him something else.

The luck breathing and some skills that Muying taught him are already familiar with him, why not go to the winery.

Walking downstairs, I saw a strand of hair hanging down from the attic window, soft and loose.

"...you slept so soundly. It looks like you didn't sleep last night." Zhu Biao picked up the soft and fragrant steamed stuffed bun, took a bite, and the soup was very rich.

Shen didn't know how to freshen up, so he asked someone to buy him breakfast, thinking that there must be a lot of delicacies in the palace, so he prepared a home-cooked breakfast.

Zhu Biao has been drinking porridge with his left hand, the spoon is a little crooked, to see if Shen Zhi is staring at him strangely.

He said: "Gu has been practicing eating with his left hand these days, how about it, do you think Gu is like a king like this?"

Zhu Biao felt cool with one hand behind his back, and even covered the injury.

Shen Zhishi sat opposite, looked at his right hand behind his back, covered his mouth with a shallow smile, and helped him add food: "You must have hurt your right hand."

"Uh... forgot at night, the hot soup got hot." Zhu Biao sipped his porridge and said to her, "How is the wine shop?"

"Well, I'm exhausted." Shen Zhishi stood up and served Mu Ying porridge, got up and went out.

After a while, she came in with a small box, stood beside Zhu Biao and said hesitantly, "Your Highness...you..."

"what?"

"Your Highness, let me see if you know where the burn was. My family has medicine for burns, which can relieve pain."

"it is good."

Zhu Biao extended his right hand to her.

Seeing him, Shen knew that his mood also became lighter, applied medicine for him, blew on the wound with his mouth and said: "My mother said, blow it, it won't hurt so much... Do you still have to deal with state affairs these days?"

"There's nothing going on these days. Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that I'm hot. It's not a big problem."

"Your Highness, the wine is very good, and more than 5000 jars have been reserved in advance. The words "Wuliang Xuequ" were written by someone.

By the way, a few days ago, some people in the distillery would ask if they want to cooperate, and they all came for Wuliangxuequ. "

The two have known each other for a long time, and they have begun to get acquainted, and Zhu Biao occasionally jokes.

Mu Ying would also say how busy Zhu Biao is these days, and those ministers don't want to get in, Shen Zhi just listens to those things.

Zhu Biao looked at the account book, and every item was clearly recorded, and everything was taken care of by her in an orderly manner.

After discussing the general direction of the future, Mu Ying talked about trivial matters with Zhu Biao.Shen Zhishi poured tea beside him.

She only answered when Zhu Biao asked her.

When it was almost noon, Mu Ying reminded Zhu Biao not to look at the account books, saying that Empress Ma invited the daughter of the Minister of the Northern Expedition to come to the palace to play.

Zhu Biao said, "Who are there?"

"General Xu's two daughters, I heard there are Chang's, Prime Minister Li's, Deng's..."

Shen knew whether she was fascinated by listening, Mu Ying smiled and said: "Miss Shen, the water is full."

Only then did she recover and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me."

Zhu Biao smiled heartily and said it was all right.

Looking at his back, Shen Zhishi lowered her head, the tears in her eyes slid down the side of her face in vain and stopped on her chin.

She froze for a moment, wiped away the tears in a panic, ran forward to follow the figure, and stopped when she was about to follow.

Mu Ying turned around, and then Zhu Biao turned around.

"what happened?"

"Ah...scald medicine." Shen Zhihe stretched out his slender hands and laughed.

"There's everything in the palace... but Gu accepts it." Zhu Biao then smiled and waved to her and said, "In a few days, Gu will come again."

"En." Shen Zhishi straightened his back and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Your Highness, the winery will be better."

"That's good, let's go back. I'm going back to the palace first. I can't wait any longer. Come and drink the tea you cooked."

Shen Zhihe smiled from the corner of his eyes, nodded and said, "I'll wait for His Highness to come, and I will wait for as long as I want."

Feel happy, he will come when he is not busy...

(End of this chapter)