Chapter 242 Rumors

Zhou Huan was not happy: "Why do I look so stupid compared to you guys?"

Bei Jingchu comforted her: "It's okay, Jiujiu."

Zhou Huanjiu was not fooled by her considerate appearance. She had been fooled many times.

Sure enough, the next moment, Bei Jingchu said: "You have self-awareness, which is good enough~"

Zhou Huanjiu: “…”

Bei Qin: “Hahahaha.”

Bei Jingchu: ???

Was it because she was comforting him in the wrong way?

At noon, a servant came to invite: "Your Highness, the princess asks you to stay for dinner."

After a pleasant lunch, the young people went out to discuss their own affairs.

Princess Xianning complained to her lover in a gloomy tone: "Your Majesty, we sisters have been assigned tasks. We can no longer be the princesses who live a life of luxury and do nothing."

The concubine smiled and said, "Isn't this exactly what Your Highness wants?"

"Yes, this is what I wanted, and it was easy to get."

“But I’m not very happy.”

"His Majesty's purpose in doing this is obvious. He wants to raise his daughter."

She stared at Beiqin's yard, her tone was indescribably melancholy: "That little girl is so lucky."

"She met a good father."

"But why, I don't have this kind of luck."

"I admit, I'm a little jealous."

"If Aye had been like this back then, the world today would be completely different."

There was silence around her, so Bei Luwan pretended to be angry and asked her lover, "Why don't you comfort me?"

"Your Highness has his own plan in mind. You also know that you are born into a royal family, which makes you luckier than most people in the world."

"You have to control your emotions."

Bei Longwan lowered her head and chuckled: "You still understand me the best."

As the imperial examination was approaching, Bei Jingchu allocated some money to give the examinees some warm things to keep them warm.

The nights in spring are also cool, and in the Gongyuan, there is not enough food to make you feel uncomfortable.

Bei Hua, who was doing the math, couldn't help but complain: "Your Highness is obviously very rich, but he is always trying to be stingy."

Many young men coming from the south did not expect how cold the capital city would be, and the furs that Bei Jingchu distributed were exactly what they needed.

It won the hearts of many people, but it also made some people confused.

In front of Rugong Courtyard, Madam Tan led people to distribute things.

Their original purpose was to curry favor with the poor students on behalf of Bei Jingchu, so they would naturally not do good deeds without leaving their names.

As soon as he heard the name, the candidate threw the fur back: "I don't want it anymore!"

"A gentleman does not accept food given out of pity."

Someone quickly picked it up and touched it lovingly, asking, "What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?"

"You've wasted such a good thing. The book doesn't teach you to waste things."

The angry scholar pointed at the cold fur and said angrily, "Do you know what this is?"

"How much loyal blood is stained on these furs?"

"Princess Tianzhen confiscated money, filled her private coffers, and framed loyal officials. Don't you know... um!"

His companion covered his mouth and apologized to the staff: "Don't be offended, this guy has been having problems with his brain lately."

"Neither of us has any dissatisfaction with His Highness."

Madam Tan was naturally furious. She had given them gifts out of kindness, but they still despised the princess.

"Throw these two out of here. They're bad luck!"

The two men were thrown out, and the dissatisfied scholar still looked arrogant: "I don't want them in the first place. The furs bought with the blood of loyal ministers are also smelly."