Bloodline contract: Mr. Nan, lightly hug

"Although the food cooked by the imperial chef in the palace is delicious, it can't compare to the variety outside. Those famous taverns in Lido, which ones don't go to some high-ranking officials every day!"

Ji Muyun, who had no use for thinking at first, suddenly had a smile on his face.

Yes!As long as I build a famous tavern, I'm sure I can attract those noble people to come. Maybe Nan Hanxi will also come to eat at that time, so I have a chance!

But building a tavern is not just about talking about it.

Funds are needed first, and places are needed second.

This made Ji Muyun fall into depression and helplessness again.

Suddenly, the dozen or so beggars in front of him gave him some thoughts.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he stood up and shouted loudly: "Come on, I want to ask, is there anyone who is willing to make a fortune with me?"

The beggars lying on the ground were stunned when they heard this.

Liu Sanxian couldn't help asking.

"Brother, what do you mean? I didn't understand. We are just beggars, we can't do anything, how can we get rich?"

After lightly tapping his little head, Ji Muyun grinned.

"I naturally have my way. As long as you say you are willing, you can do whatever I ask you to do. At that time, I promise that each of you will no longer have to be a beggar, but will have enough food every day and have a comfortable life." The bed is good for sleeping."

You know, this is the dream of every beggar.

So Liu San quickly nodded and agreed.

"Don't worry, as long as you order, we brothers will definitely do it with you!"

Ji Muyun was also very happy to get such an answer.

Turning his pretty eyes, he continued, "Then go get some pens and paper with your brothers tomorrow, and I'll tell you how to do it then!"

……

in the palace.

The two handsome princes got together.

One is Ninth Prince Nan Hanxi, and the other is Seventh Prince An Zihao.

Now these two are the two most admired princes in front of the old emperor Nan Aotian.

"Isn't this the ninth brother? Come to pay your respects to your mother and concubine again? You are really cute."

Slightly raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky, An Zihao said with a smile.

Knowing that he was deliberately mocking himself.

Nan Hanxi replied bluntly.

"That's right, the emperor can't be as comfortable as the seventh brother. After all, your mother concubine Lianfei has left early, and no one is in charge of you. That's fine. The emperor is going to pay his respects to the mother concubine, so I won't tell you more gone."

After speaking, he left directly.

Behind him, An Zihao was trembling with anger.

But he still swallowed his anger.

The personal guard next to him, Zimo, couldn't help feeling wronged for his master.

"My lord, the Ninth Prince is not paying attention to you now. If the Concubine Lian hadn't left early, with the favor of the Concubine Lian, would he be comparable to his mother concubine Ming Concubine? And after the Concubine Lian passed away , Your Majesty actually allowed you to take the surname of Concubine Lian because of your pain, which is enough to show that His Majesty still values ​​you very much."

When this matter was mentioned, An Zihao's eyes flickered slightly.

He gently stroked the double lotus in front of him.

Suddenly, one of them was picked hard.

"No matter what, this king will take down the position of prince, and he must not let Nan Hanxi take the lead!"

And Nan Hanxi who walked to the Baiyu Pavilion did not go directly to the palace of his mother and concubine Ming, but sat down there.

The side guard, Yunyan, hurriedly put on the silver cloak for him.