He now has no interest in beauties or delicious food, and even turns a deaf ear to the open and secret struggles among the aristocratic families.
All his interest was focused on Fu Chenan.
If one could obtain what Fu Chenan has, if one could become someone like Fu Chenan, what would these aristocratic families mean to one another?
In the blink of an eye, everything turned to ashes.
That's not a fight on that level at all.
It was just like the late emperor in the dungeon, suddenly facing the bombardment of nine grenades.
How could a tiny thing that's less than the size of a fist be so terrifying?
How can this be compared to the black gunpowder of the Wen family?
In comparison, the Wen family’s black gunpowder is much larger than a fist, but it has little power when it explodes.
People all say that all those strange and wonderful things the prince has are given by the princess.
The Crown Princess was brought back from the West.
But Emperor Sirius didn't believe it: there were also ships traveling back and forth in the West, trading goods.
He had inquired about it: the wind and waves at sea were unpredictable, the reefs and ocean currents were unpredictable, the casualties on ocean-going ships were staggering, and it was considered a miracle if three out of ten ships of cargo could return.
But Tianwu Kingdom is not near the sea, and has never borrowed the passage from Nannan Kingdom. Where did so many Western goods come from?
And there were fruits. He had seen and bought them in Tianwu Capital. Those kinds of fruits would go bad after just a few days. How could they be brought back from the West across the ocean without going bad?
So the biggest question is: where did the Crown Princess’ things come from?
He had a strong feeling: if he could figure out this matter, he would be able to solve the mystery of the Tianwu Kingdom's revival.
If the mystery of the revival of Tianwu Kingdom can be solved, wouldn’t the revival of Tianlang Kingdom be just around the corner?
Of course, before that, he had to ensure his own safety and make others believe that he and the Fu family father and son were of the same blood.
Therefore, it is imperative to please the Tianwu royal family and the eldest sister.
He didn't care about things at all, and would send the best medicinal herbs and jewelry to his elder sister every now and then.
He always wanted to give Fu Chenan good weapons or things that ordinary men liked.
Don’t worry about whether the other party can use it or not, the main point is “it’s my heart’s gift to you”.
He lowered his head and looked at the grenade in his hand, with a fanatical light in his eyes.
How can I sleep peacefully if I can't completely hold this thing in my hands?
On New Year's Eve, according to custom, Emperor Tianwu would invite civil and military officials to have lunch.
The former dynasty consisted of civil and military officials and their heirs, and the harem consisted of ladies with royal titles and their presentable daughters.
Civil and military officials had been waiting for this day for a long time, and had asked their wives to spend money and effort to dress their daughters up like flowers, just to get Emperor Tianwu to take a closer look and gain the upper hand in the subsequent battle for the empress.
As the only female master in the harem, Xiao Yingchun was forced to attend the banquet given by the imperial concubines in the harem.
The ladies all tried their best to let their daughters show off their talents in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, virtue, speech and appearance.
No matter how ugly it is, Xiao Yingchun, as the hostess, gives a thumbs up with her high emotional intelligence.
"My Lady Crown Princess, what do you think of my daughter's paintings?"
Xiao Yingchun looked at the meticulous painting of flowers and birds and nodded repeatedly: "What a good painting! Your daughter is so kind and thoughtful! It's really a good painting."
The lady and the young lady were immediately delighted when they received the praise, with a hint of pride on their faces, feeling that they had come out on top.
Then a man came to play the piano. After a piece of music ended, the girl stood up and saluted, and the lady hurriedly introduced them.
"Your Highness, this is my daughter Yuerong."
The little girl bowed gracefully, and said in a clear voice: "My daughter Yuerong greets the Crown Princess."
Xiao Yingchun: "What a good zither! What a good zither! Miss Yuerong is so kind and elegant! It really sounds great."
Everyone was stunned: How come this compliment is the same as the previous one?
When the third person came on stage and the Crown Princess praised him in the same way, no one was happy anymore.
The same kind of compliments, except that the key words were changed to their corresponding playing of the piano, dancing, reciting poetry, and painting, everything else was the same.
Isn't this a bit too much of a formality?
Xiao Yingchun was also helpless: I wanted to praise him more beautifully, but I was afraid that I would say something I shouldn’t say accidentally…
Forget it, just keep praising him in the next sentence.
After praising more than ten girls, one girl finally made a mistake in the performance. Everyone saw that the girl stepped on the edge of her skirt while dancing and fell headfirst off the drum...
Following a muffled sound, everyone screamed.
The little girl got up, her eyes red, and she stammered to apologize: "Please forgive me, Crown Princess. It's my fault for my poor words and actions, and my lack of skills..."
Xiao Yingchun coughed and said, "It's not easy to be on stage in such a scene. Mistakes are inevitable. Don't take it to heart..."
"Thank you for your generosity, Madam..."
Xiao Yingchun took the opportunity to reward her with a set of glass cups for RMB 9.9 with free shipping.
The little girl was stunned when she saw the reward: Is this a blessing in disguise?
Those who had performed well before didn’t get any reward, but now I got such a reward for dancing badly?
Or reward me with such a precious glass cup?
Could it be that the Crown Princess likes me like this?
Afterwards, many young ladies began to wonder: The Crown Princess must not like her because she messed up the dance, but because she liked her true nature?
So the daughters of rich families began to speak the truth boldly and tentatively.
Xiao Yingchun's eyes lit up: She was most afraid of people pretending, and she liked to hear people tell the truth the most.
After all, if you listen to the truth, you don't have to guess what the other person is thinking...
Seeing that the Crown Princess was obviously more interested in those daughters who were brave enough to speak the truth, the daughters gradually let themselves go...
"Yunyun's usual hobby... is reading storybooks."
"What kind of storybooks do you like to read? The kind where a prince marries a daughter of a rich family..."
"If you like it, I'll bring some in for you later?"
Xiao Yingchun was really curious: "Okay, then you can send me some things that you girls think are good."
Does the Crown Princess like to read storybooks?
The girls below started to think about collecting the latest and most popular storybooks in the capital...
For a time, paper was in great demand in Luoyang, and good books in the capital of Tianwu were even more expensive.
Young ladies from various families were busy studying the blind spots in their storybooks, just to be able to talk to the Crown Princess when they met her in the palace...
Xiao Yingchun, who had no idea that she was being hunted, watched everyone chattering with great interest.
She has not had the experience of being the center of attention of so many women, being flattered and speculated upon in so many ways.
She was curious about these people and felt sympathy for them.
For the sake of family interests, a teenage girl tried her best to marry a man in his forties.
Moreover, the entire family worked together to send them to the palace.
But Fu Zhonghai is old enough to be their father...
The sumptuous lunch was carefully prepared by the imperial chefs. It lacked many flashy decorations, but the taste was particularly authentic.
In the past, palace banquets would be arranged very beautifully to look good, but by the time the dishes were served, many of them were completely cold, and one had to go home and take anti-diarrhea medicine after eating.
After Xiao Yingchun discussed with the Fu family father and son, they decided to have a small hotpot.
There is a small pot in front of each person, and they can choose tomato pot, hot and sour pot, or spicy pot according to their taste...
Various exquisitely presented fish slices, meat slices, mushroom slices, and cabbage were served one after another and placed according to personal preferences.
Because each person has their own pot, there is no need to worry about some people having mysophobia or taboos, and they can eat it while it’s still hot... Everyone is satisfied.
When the snow-white mushroom slices were served in the shape of a flower, some people couldn't believe their eyes.
"Is this... a mushroom?" (End of this chapter)
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