My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

At noon that day, several kinds of vegetables were placed on the emperor's table.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but the emperor always felt that the vegetables that Le’an presented as a tribute were particularly delicious.

This whetted his appetite at noon and he ate an extra bowl of rice.

Those who were delighted to serve the emperor closely could not help but chant Buddha's name.

These days, because of the war in the northwest, the emperor hasn't enjoyed such incense for a long time.

Today is truly a pleasant surprise.

In the afternoon, in the imperial study, several ministers who were summoned by the emperor saw a pot of plant on the imperial desk that looked like grass but had colorful flowers.

A minister who was born in a farming family saw the plant that looked like grass but not grass, and like flower but not flower. He widened his eyes in surprise, and even rubbed his eye sockets with his hands. He looked at the plant carefully again, and a confused expression appeared on his face.

The emperor happened to look up and saw it, and he spoke in a rare relaxed tone, "My dear minister, what did you see? Why do you look like that?"

The minister hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I seem a little dazzled. Your Majesty, the pot of exotic flowers on your desk... I wonder what kind of rare species it is? Why does it look so similar to a wildflower called a sunflower that I saw at my neighbor's house in the countryside when I was young?"

The ministers would never dare to think that the emperor would grow worthless wild flowers like sunflowers.

I just feel that my eyes are blurry due to old age.

The others also took this opportunity to look at the pot of flowers.

The emperor laughed heartily after hearing the minister's words. "This was planted by one of my juniors as a gift to me. As a young girl, I don't know much about exotic flowers and plants. I've only just learned how to grow them. It's probably the sunflower you mentioned, my dear."

The pride in his tone made several ministers guess that this junior was probably particularly loved by the emperor, otherwise he would not be so proud and arrogant.

I just don’t know which prince’s family this little princess belongs to.

They all flattered him: "The thought is priceless. The little girl just learned how to grow flowers and she is thinking of honoring His Majesty. This shows her sincere filial piety."

However, Minister Lan frowned, looked at the pot of sunflowers for a few more seconds, and had a guess.

As expected, the emperor bared his teeth and said, "What the ministers said is absolutely right. I think so too. Both mother and daughter are filial. The mother personally grows vegetables and is reluctant to eat them herself, giving them all to me as a filial gift. The daughter is also well-behaved. Even a pot of flowers is thinking of me——"

The ministers were all smart people. When they heard the emperor's words, they knew the direction was so clear. Everyone in the capital knew that Princess Le'an was at home in mourning, reclaiming wasteland and growing vegetables with her children.

It turned out to be Princess Le'an and the Nanyue Township Chief, mother and daughter. That was their basic skill, no one could compare to it.

Some people also secretly glanced at Minister Lan.

Shangshu Lan looked at the flower pot on the table expressionlessly, and began to ponder in his mind.

It's easier said than done. What do you mean by "filial piety from Zhenzhen and Chengzi"? Zhenzhen, that child, has always been cautious and stayed at home to observe mourning. How could these imported items be sent to the palace at this time? Firstly, it's taboo, and secondly, she didn't send them to the palace personally. Given Zhenzhen's personality, she would never do such a thing.

It's possible that the emperor heard that Zhenzhen gave the small vegetable garden she grew herself to the Lan family, the old lady of the Marquis' Mansion, and the Fourth Princess' Mansion, and felt unbalanced because he didn't give it to him.

The emperor must have sent someone to the princess's mansion to get it.

They also flatter him by saying that he is filial.

Speaking of filial piety, Zhenzhen is definitely filial to her adoptive father. Humph! The bitter melon he eats is Zhenzhen's filial piety.

However, although this sunflower looks inconspicuous, its colors are gorgeous and it looks very beautiful when placed on the desk.

After being busy with paperwork for a long time, looking at these colorful things will probably make you feel better.

No, after returning, he will also send someone to the Princess's Mansion to pick it up.

What's one pot? As a grandfather, it's not too much for him to ask for two pots, right?

With this plan in mind, Minister Lan was exceptionally calm when facing the emperor's slightly complacent and provocative look.

He also said a few words in favor of the emperor, which made the emperor very happy.

When he reviewed the memorials, he heard that the reports from the ministers were not the same as a few days ago. It was like a powder keg that was about to explode.

With the emperor's gentle approval today, the ministers completed their tasks with rare ease and left the palace.

After coming out, they all gathered around Grand Secretary Lan and said, "Lord Lan, I'm quite interested in the pot of sunflowers on His Majesty's desk. I'd like to ask Princess Le'an for one too, but Princess Le'an is in mourning now, so it's not convenient for me to disturb her."

"Brother Lan, we have been friends for many years, you see--" He gave Minister Lan a look, letting him understand it for himself.

Lan Da Shangshu said calmly: "I can't guarantee this either, I can only ask for your help——"

"Just ask, just ask! If you can get Princess Le'an to give you a lotus, the withered lotus painting from the previous dynasty that you've been eyeing will be yours."

"Brother Lan, I'd also like to ask Princess Le'an to give me a pot of tea. I don't have any calligraphy or paintings from the previous dynasty, but I do have a can of tea leaves picked from a century-old tree in southern Fujian. It's only two taels. How about giving it to you?"

"Brother Lan..."

When Lu Zhenzhen learned that her adoptive father had lost the flower order, and then she looked at Chengzi's field full of sunflowers, she began to have a headache.

With so many orders, it might cost her her life, right?

If all are satisfied, all the sunflowers in Orange will be plucked out.

Orange's crying could flood the entire princess's mansion.

No, you top officials of the court, why don’t you raise some elegant orchids, rich peonies, and gorgeous camellias?

What kind of sunflowers do you grow?

Lu Zhenzhen really didn’t understand what these ministers were thinking, and she was wondering if it was only a few months of mourning, and the popular trend outside had changed?

No wonder the emperor's eunuch came and dug up a pot.

What else can Lu Zhenzhen do when she has no idea that she has deduced the result in the wrong way?

First, send the two pots from my adoptive father.

The rest can only be said to be gone, and they need to be planted now. Please wait for another two months.

Fortunately, everyone is reasonable. They can imagine how many flowers the Nanyue village chief, a child of only three years old, can grow for the first time.

Just wait, who can’t wait for two months?

Two months later, it became popular among officials in the capital to grow a pot of sunflowers.

Suddenly, the price of an inconspicuous and worthless flower like the sunflower became very expensive.

There were even many literati and poets who wrote many sarcastic poems for it.

This is all a story for later.

It was just said that the three-month mourning period was over, and Doubao and Tangyuan were no longer in mourning, so they went to Lan's house to go to school as usual.

Chengzi also endured for several months, and took the fourth princess and the eldest princess who were not able to be seduced, as well as Princess Qingning, to live in his own house for a few days each.

Lu Zhenzhen, Lan and the third master were left looking at each other.

At such a young age, Lu Zhenzhen also experienced the feeling of being an empty-nest elderly.