At the beginning, I saved a little mute

"It seems that this year's first place is of great value." Lin Wan'er covered her mouth and laughed wildly.

Jiang Zao was unmoved, "I like this prize very much."

Jiang Zao was very happy to get five gold cakes in one go.

"Hmph, just feel so proud of yourself." Lin Wan'er did not hide her unkindness towards her.

Anyway, Jiang is only worthy of vulgar money. How can he be as pure as her?

In the small room, Xie Chengjing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Listen to subordinates' reports.

"Miss Jiang won first place."

"Does she like the prize?"

"I like it very much." The subordinate thought for a moment, and remembered Jiang Zao's expression, "his eyes lit up."

Those shining eyes were very much like the look of the Third Prince when he saw his beloved thing.

"real?"

"It's true."

"You go down."

Xie Chengjing thought for a moment, then wrote a letter, "Give it to Miss Jiang."

Jiang Zao had a very fulfilling day.

After the flower-viewing banquet, she returned to the inn with a lot of harvest.

Just when I finished washing up and was about to rest, a scroll suddenly flew in from the window.

"Who?"

Jiang Zao became alert and immediately jumped to the side, wrapping himself tightly with the quilt.

In her hand she tightly held the dagger that Que Yunsheng had given her for self-defense, and her eyes were fixed sharply at the direction where the scroll came from.

I thought there would be something like smoke.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing there except the roll on the ground.

Jiang Zao moved the quilt aside, walked there carefully and picked up the roll.

When he opened it, a note appeared inside.

Not big.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a letter.

Invite her to have a chat at Tingyu Teahouse tomorrow at noon.

The signature is Jing.

Jiang Zao thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure out who it was.

Just at this time, the spring rain came.

When he saw the chaos in the room, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss, why are you holding a dagger?"

Jiang Zao looked at the dagger in his hand and suddenly remembered why the word Jing looked so familiar.

Among the people she knew, only one person had the word Jing in his name.

That is the third prince of the current dynasty, Xie Chengjing.

However, after she put away the dagger, doubts arose in her heart.

Why did the third prince write to her?

The person who has always been in contact with the Third Prince is Que Yunsheng, and she is a woman, so why would the Third Prince contact her?

We also made an appointment to meet tomorrow.

Could it be?

Could it be that the distinguished guest at today’s flower-viewing banquet is the Third Prince?

Otherwise, it would be impossible to make an appointment with her to meet tomorrow.

After thinking this through, Jiang Zao calmed down and slowly sat down at the table, "Chun Yu, turn up the light."

"Miss, it's so late, what are you going to do? Just tell Chunyu to do it."

"Do not ask."

Chunyu made an "oh" sound and lightened the wick a little.

Jiang had already turned on the light, spread out a piece of paper, and wrote down his thoughts.

The next day arrived quickly.

Jiang got ready early and took Chunyu to Tingyu Teahouse. Before he even gave his name, he was led to a private room.

Chunyu was stopped as soon as he reached the door.

"You can't go in."

"Why?" Chunyu was puzzled.

"The young master only allows Miss Jiang to enter." The guard did his duty conscientiously.

"Miss, I..." Chunyu looked at Jiang Zao hurriedly. There was a man inside. How could she let the young lady go in alone?

Jiang Zao nodded gently, "Chun Yu, wait for me outside the door."

Pushing open the door, there was a small room inside.

The window faces the moat, with both sides covered with white snow, and the scenery is beautiful.

But Jiang had already complained in his heart that he was the only one who opened the window to let in the cool air in such cold weather.

She rubbed her hands together and put them in her sleeves.

He did not sit down immediately, but bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings to the Third Prince. It is Jiang Zao's fault for keeping him waiting for so long."

Xie Chengjing straightened his body and looked at the girl in front of him.

At that time, she was still a little girl lying on a wooden cart, her life or death unknown. She was dirty and her original appearance could not be seen.

Now, he is very calm and composed.

Although she was not beautiful, there were many beautiful maids in his yard.

It was just that unique temperament that he couldn't ignore.

Although only eleven years old, he already has a dignified and steady aura.

Xie Chengjing was thinking too far ahead and didn't ask Jiang Zao to get up for a long time.

Jiang Zao has been in this posture since he entered the door.

Bending slightly at the waist will inevitably cause some pain after a long time.

The cold wind blew and she felt her cheeks were cold.

Even a charcoal fire burning in the house could not drive away the cold.

Finally, I heard a voice from above my head, "Get up. There are only you and me here, no need to be so polite."

Jiang Zao agreed verbally, but he knew in his heart that if he was really impolite, he might be brought up against the past one day.

So it’s better to observe all the etiquette.

So that you won’t be criticized.

She raised her head and saw Xie Chengjing waving his sleeves opposite her, looking indescribably charming and dashing.

She had a beautiful face. No wonder Lin Wan'er was so happy with her yesterday. She must have thought that the nobleman favored her.

Fortunately, the third prince did not meet her and did not pay too much attention to her.

At this moment, Jiang Zao couldn't help but shiver.

It's too cold.

After Jiang Zao sat down, she made herself a cup of tea. The warmth in her hands finally made her voice less trembling.

"The tofu recipe and the kang you presented some time ago are both very useful." Xie Chengjing actually didn't know how to deal with the little girl.

Especially a strange little girl.

But he just couldn't help but come and see.

That's why I wrote that letter.

Now that the person was in front of him, he showed his business attitude and coughed, "The cement recipe at the back is even better."

Even though he had the recipe, he did not let anyone know. Instead, he rode in a carriage and assigned tasks to his subordinates along the way, asking them to carry out the tasks according to Jiang Zao's recipe.

The day before arriving in Dingzhou, I received a letter via carrier pigeon, and it was just as Jiang Zao had said.

The effect is great.

After much hesitation, he reported the prescription to the emperor and exaggerated Que Yunsheng's contribution.

In this day and age, it is a good thing for women to have literary talent, but it is not a good thing for women themselves to have such research skills.

So he attributed most of the credit to his subordinate, Que Yunsheng, who got it from his master.

Yes, Xie Chengjing already regarded Que Yunsheng as a member of his own boat.

At least, Que Yunsheng's current performance deserves his approval.

So he traveled all the way to the North.

On the one hand, I came to comfort the soldiers who fought bravely in the northern border in accordance with my father's instructions.

Of course, everyone felt that condolences were not suitable for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. After all, the Northern Territory was not peaceful at the moment, so this burden fell on Xie Chengjing's shoulders.

On the other hand, Xie Chengjing was very curious about Jiang Zao.

He really wanted to see with his own eyes what the woman who could create so many magical things looked like.

In his impression, Jiang was already a girl who couldn't be more ordinary.

So he came, with a hint of expectation in his heart.