Chapter 250： hidden secret

Chapter 250 Hidden secrets

Xiaoyao Wang touched his chin and fell into deep thought, "I have no bottom line? Do I act recklessly? Is that possible?"

Xiao Chongyun took a deep breath to stop himself from becoming a monk rationally, "Uncle Guang En was conferred by the emperor. He is different from those Yingying Yanyan. You can't do it even if you like him!"

“Ahem, cough, cough,” King Xiaoyao choked on his saliva and coughed several times, “What did you say? You said I like Uncle Guang En?”

“Isn’t this obvious?” Xiao Chongyun frowned, not understanding why his father reacted this way.

King Xiaoyao squatted on the ground and laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. Then he stood up, walked around in front of his son, and said in a very disgusting manner: "I! King Xiaoyao! I want money, money, and power. If you have good looks, I may not be able to fall in love with you even if the fairy comes. Do you think I will fall in love with Uncle Guang En?”

Xiao Chongyun didn’t understand even more, “Then why are you willing to suffer such a big loss?”

"You don't understand!" King Xiaoyao raised his lips meaningfully, and then touched his son's head, "Father has his own reasons for doing this. You just need to guard Prince Xiaoyao's palace, study hard and practice martial arts, and be a talented and knowledgeable person. Just be the heir to the cause, don't worry about the others.

But my father can tell you that Uncle Guang En is an old friend of my father. She didn’t really cheat on him. She was probably angry because of Xue Shao’s matter. She didn’t like my father, so she was always angry with me. In short, Children don’t have to worry about adults’ things, just go and have fun! "

Xiao Chongyun was very helpless, "Father, it's you who are playing, but I still have to do my homework!"

He was relieved in his heart. As long as his father was not stupid, he really couldn't worry about the rest.

King Xiaoyao smiled awkwardly, feeling a little guilty, but only for a moment. He turned back to take the silver and ran away without a trace like a bird out of its cage.

The shop on Zhuque Street is watched by everyone in the capital, and even the slightest disturbance cannot be hidden from the eyes of caring people.

As soon as people came to work in Prince Xiaoyao's shop, someone started asking for information from the servants of Prince Xiaoyao's house.

Li San complained on behalf of his master. When asked when he came out with King Xiaoyao, he cried with aggrieved face, "My prince is really miserable. He gave up his shop for Uncle Guang En and even contributed money and effort. I don’t know what the master is trying to do?”

"Really or not? Are you talking about the Emperor's conferred Guang Enbo? Shouldn't he be the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion? I heard that Miss Sun is obsessed with the prince and has been keeping her virginity since her betrothed passed away. I swore not to marry anyone other than Prince Xiaoyao, so how could the prince look down on Miss Sun but fall in love with Uncle Guang En? "

How could Li San know so much? After hearing this, he was so angry that he beat his chest and looked sad.

The rumors spread out of nowhere and became more and more intense.

Jiang Ning is busy with the opening of Lieyan Tower and hasn’t received any news yet.

At the invitation of King Xiaoyao, she took a look at the shop. She had to say that the shop in this area was really good. Opposite was a theater, on the left was a pastry shop, and on the right was a wine seller. She opened a restaurant in the middle, and even the wine was there. Save it, it seems like you have to find an opportunity to go next door and get close to the shopkeeper.

Speaking of wine, she couldn't help but think of the rice wine and fruit wine she made. It was already around this time, and she didn't know what happened to the wine.

Jiang Ning seemed a little distracted as she had something on her mind.

King Xiaoyao shook her eyes with a folding fan, "What are you thinking about? Take a look and see how this shop should be improved." Jiang Ning came back to his senses, glanced at King Xiaoyao subconsciously, raised his head and carefully looked at the internal structure of the shop. The shop should have been a cloth shop originally, and there were rows of shelves next to it, holding a few pieces of fabric.

The second floor is used to entertain distinguished guests. It is very elegantly decorated and does not require too much modification.

Jiang Ning asked curiously: "Did this shop have a bad business before?"

She checked and found that the shop must have been closed for a while and there was a thick layer of dust on the table.

King Xiaoyao sighed softly, "Actually, this shop did not originally belong to me. It was owned by my aunt, Princess Qinghe. When my aunt married Bei Liao, my father prepared a lot of dowry for her. Let's not talk about the things that can be taken away. There are also some farms, shops and houses that cannot be taken away. These things are taken care of by special people, and the profits are given to my aunt every year.

Five years ago, the old Northern Liao emperor passed away, his aunt lost her husband, and the new emperor ascended the throne. It was necessary to accommodate the old Northern Liao emperor's harem. The aunt was a princess by marriage and had no heirs. In order to show his goodwill, the new emperor granted permission for her to return to Qi.

After so many years in a foreign country, my aunt thought she would stay in Bei Liao forever. She didn't expect that the new emperor would grant her such a great favor. She was so excited that she fell ill.

But she was eager to return home, dragging her sick body with her on the way. When she returned to Qi, her body was very broken. She fell ill in the early spring of this year and couldn't survive it, so she left.

Before she died, she gave her property to several younger generations. I was sweet-tongued and filial, so I was already popular with the elders. Besides being widowed, my aunt loved me very much and gave me this shop. "

Jiang Ning didn't expect this shop to come from this way, and he despised King Xiaoyao a little bit more. "I thought you could hand over the shop so readily. This shop is not yours in the first place! This is the property that your elders gave you before they died. You let me out. If Princess Qinghe finds out, she will climb out of the coffin and teach you this unworthy descendant!"

Wang Xiaoyao was furious when he was scolded, "I didn't do this just for you! It's better for you, you got an advantage and acted like a good boy!"

Li San was almost crying when he heard it. It's over, it's over, his master is really getting deeper and deeper!

Jiang Ning's face tightened and he shook his head, "I can't buy your shop. Even if I didn't know it before, now that I know it, I always feel uneasy."

Li San nodded crazily on the sidelines.

However, King Xiaoyao didn't take it seriously and sneered, "How interesting! You've become more particular about this person! To tell you the truth, I don't know what's going on with this shop. My aunt used to do a lot of business in this shop, all of which were business. It’s bleak and can only barely stay flat.

 Before her death, her aunt had been thinking about selling this shop, but she just said that. After all, this shop was a dowry given to her by her father, and she couldn't bear to part with it. It was like worthless food, and it was a pity to throw it away if it was tasteless.

She had confessed before she died that if the shop still looks the same in my hands, just sell it. There is no need to fight with it. You know me. If you don't need this little money, you can keep it or sell it. Since you If you need it, I'll give it to you.

If you can make the restaurant business prosperous, I think my aunt has a spirit in heaven and she will definitely be happy. "

Jiang Ning was a little speechless, but she had to say that King Xiaoyao's words were quite useful. At least she didn't think about giving up the shop. As for whether she could break its spell, it didn't matter to her at all.