At this moment, the maid and attendant found Chuanwen and hurriedly relayed the old lady's words. Chuanwen glanced resentfully inside, [Fine, fine, let's change our thinking then. Let's keep the home fires burning while having affairs on the side. Haha! I'm such a clever little devil! By the way, doesn't the Crown Prince like farming anymore?]
As the news spread further and further away, the Crown Prince remained unfazed. Did he dislike farming? That was impossible, but he saw a broader future for the Great Jin Dynasty.
Previously, the Great Jin Dynasty was based on agriculture, allowing him to engage in farming without restraint. But now it seems the Great Jin has another path, and he's willing to explore it for that future. So, who will inherit his farming business? Sigh... what a headache!
Marquis Changxing greeted the Crown Prince and took the main seat. As soon as the Crown Prince sat down, he began to gossip, asking with great interest, "What kind of list is that where I'm ranked thirty-eighth?"
Cheng Gonghuan spat out a mouthful of tea and coughed repeatedly.
He had just finished vomiting and his complexion had improved slightly. He was about to pour himself some tea that hadn't been contaminated by the dried skin of the man next to him when he heard the Crown Prince ask about the list. No wonder he was shocked!
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. If he had known this day would come, he would have put the Crown Prince first!
"Ah, that list? It was created by Minister Cheng of the Ministry of Works. It's called the Best Skins in the Capital List!"
Shen Congliang casually picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and chewed it, speaking in a loud voice with a hint of schadenfreude. In any case, the Crown Prince, who was two tables away, could hear him clearly.
Upon receiving the Crown Prince's questioning gaze, Duke Cheng's face flushed and paled in turns. He quickly knelt down, saying, "It was all just a joke, I meant no harm..."
The Crown Prince stared at Cheng Gonghuan's face for a while and found that Cheng Gonghuan's skin was indeed better than his own. So he invited Cheng Gonghuan to sit down next to him and began to discuss the secrets to making skin better.
Cheng Gonghuan: ......
Everyone: ......
"Ah, that's right. I wash my face with milk every day, once in the morning and once at night... And for someone my age, it's essential to take care of oneself..."
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