Besides lying down, I also know a little about power struggles

Chapter 111 Housewarming Ceremony
Feng Twelve stayed in the palace for most of the day before coming out.

He returned to the long street where the prince's palace was located. Before he entered the street, he saw the ground covered with firecracker paper scraps. The bright red shredded paper formed a thick layer, as if it had snowed red snow.

The horse's hooves stepped on the paper scraps and arrived at the gate of the prince's mansion. Feng Twelve raised his head and saw a brand new plaque on the door with three big characters "Rui Wang Mansion" inscribed on it.

Feng Twelve looked at the three words in silence for a while, smiled, threw the stirrups off the horse, and handed the reins to the doorman.

The main courtyard of the prince's mansion was filled with large and small gold-painted wooden boxes, which were tied with red satin and looked dazzling under the bright sun.

The butler led the servants to count the items one by one, and after recording them in a book, a group of guards moved the boxes to the warehouse.

Xiao Nian leaned over to look at the gift list and said with a smile, "There are so many red silks and satins. If you don't know, you might think our prince is getting married."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Wei Baichuan kicked him on the buttocks, "Go move your box."

Xiaonian jumped up and patted the boot prints on his butt: "Boss, did you get bit by the firecrackers when they were set off just now? Why are you being so upset at such a happy occasion? Look at you, you have been in a bad mood since the Ministry of Rites sent the message until now."

Wei Baichuan raised his arm, pretending to hit him: "You've become more capable after going out with His Highness, right? Come here, let me give you a beating."

“No, no, no,” Xiaonian dodged to the side and saw Feng Twelve coming in. He shouted, “His Royal Highness Prince Rui is here!”

Feng Twelve glanced at him.

Wei Baichuan pulled Xiaonian away and said, "Get out of the way!"

He stepped forward, glanced around, and whispered, "Your Highness, the Ministry of Rites just sent someone to deliver an imperial decree, saying that His Majesty has conferred upon you the title of King Rui?"

"Yeah." Feng Twelve nodded slightly.

"What's going on?" Wei Baichuan is older than Xiaonian and is also the commander of the imperial guards, so he is more thoughtful. "Since Your Highness came of age, His Majesty has never mentioned a word about making you a king. Why is he suddenly interested this time? And why did he give you so many rewards?"

Feng Twelve walked over to a box and took out a sunflower-shaped teacup from it: "This tea set is nice."

"It is the imperial tribute sent by Yaozhou Kiln this spring." Wei Baichuan looked at the gift list and remembered the style of the saucer. "The patterns on it are new designs of the craftsmen. Look at the bird and the curled edges of the flowers and leaves. They are all new designs that have never been seen before."

"Take this set of tea utensils to the guest room," Feng Twelve said, "and the box of pens, inkstones, and paper."

Wei Baichuan was slightly startled: "That's a pen from Xuancheng, paper from Chengxintang, a set of thirty-six ink sticks from Huizhou, and a clay inkstone from Xinxiang."

Feng Twelve looked at him and said, "Aren't pens, ink, paper, and inkstones meant for people to use?"

"Your Highness, are you going to give someone away?" Wei Baichuan thought about the guest room he mentioned. There was only one guest in the mansion now. "Your Highness, are you going to give it to Miss Fang?"

Feng Twelve held the cup and stroked the edge of it with his fingers: "Hmm."

"These are rare items that cannot be bought with money," Wei Baichuan asked, "Your Highness, are you willing to spend them?"

Feng Twelve put the cup back into the box: "It's just a housewarming gift."

"Housewarming ceremony?" Wei Baichuan didn't understand.

Feng Twelve did not explain. He walked around the yard, looked at the various items in the boxes, and ordered two boxes of clothing materials, all of which were sheepskin, wolfskin, foxes and grey squirrel skins, and had them delivered to the guest rooms.

"Why are there only six boxes of clothing as a reward?" he suddenly asked.

Wei Baichuan was stunned and thought for a moment: "It's probably because His Highness has not yet married and there are no other women in the backyard. If the silk and satin are kept for a long time, the color will become dark and the patterns will become outdated, so he only gave these boxes of men's clothing materials."

Feng Twelve smiled and said, "You have learned a lot from Ming He."

Wei Baichuan coughed lightly, and was a little embarrassed: "I can also measure and cut cloth. He'er taught me."

Feng Twelve nodded: "With Ming He here, I think you won't starve to death even if you don't work as a guard."

Wei Baichuan rubbed his nose: "Isn't it what you always say that it's good to have many skills? Sometimes He'er is too busy to handle those shops, so I help her out. Your Highness, I'm not helping her, I'm helping you." Feng Twelve laughed: "At the beginning of the year, I saw the account books that Ming He handed in. She runs the shops very well."

Wei Baichuan smiled along with him, his face full of pride: "I also want to thank His Highness for his trust. Ming He said that if we continue to do this this year, not only will we need to expand our clothing store, but we will also have to open two more silk and satin shops to keep up with the supply."

"As the store expands, the staff needs to be increased. Does her store still need an accountant?" Feng Twelve asked.

"That's not clear," Wei Baichuan said, "She never tells me about what's going on. If there's a need, she should report it to His Highness."

Feng Twelve groaned: "Tell her to come to the mansion tomorrow."

"it is good."

Feng Twelve took a few steps forward and suddenly stopped: "Forget it, don't call her yet. I'll call her when I need her."

Wei Baichuan didn't understand what he meant, but still nodded in agreement.

He accompanied him to the backyard, and seeing that there was no one around, he continued his previous question: "Your Highness, what happened when you entered the palace today?"

"It's nothing serious," Feng Twelve said calmly, "His Majesty wants me to go to Luozhou."

"Luozhou?" Wei Baichuan was surprised. "You are asked to lead the troops to suppress the rebellion?"

Feng Twelve shook his head: "His Majesty has ordered me to be an imperial envoy to Luozhou to issue an imperial decree to investigate the crime."

Wei Baichuan was stunned, and a look of indignation gradually appeared on his face.

He wanted to say something, but saw a round-faced maid coming towards him.

"Your Highness, Commander Wei." Lu Tao bowed to both of them.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Baichuan asked, "Didn't His Highness ask you to follow Miss Fang?"

"It was Miss Fang who asked me to come." Lu Tao said, looking at Feng Twelve, "Your Highness, the guards just moved a few boxes to the guest room, and Miss Fang asked me to ask you if they were delivered to the wrong place."

"You didn't send it to the wrong person," Feng Twelve said, "They are all for her."

"Ah?" Lu Tao opened her mouth, "Then I'll tell Miss Fang what you said. But if she asks why, how should I answer?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Wei Baichuan pulled her aside and said, "Just tell her that this is a reward from His Majesty for her service in protecting him."

Lu Tao nodded in a daze.

"Go back quickly," Wei Baichuan urged, "Your Highness and I have something important to discuss."

He sent Lu Tao away, and with a worried look on his face again, he said to Feng Twelve: "Your Highness, you go to Luozhou——"

"We'll talk about this later," Feng Twelve interrupted him, "Go to the front yard and see if there are any other things that are suitable for ordinary household use."

"I'm afraid the things bestowed by the palace cannot be used by ordinary households." Wei Baichuan said subconsciously.

"No matter how luxurious something is, it will become useless if it is not used," Feng Twelve said. "Find something inconspicuous and put it somewhere else."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Wei Baichuan looked in the direction he left, which was exactly where the guest rooms were.

He touched his head and said to himself, "Another place? Where? Is it going to be used as guest rooms?"

At this point, he suddenly slapped the back of his head, looked at Feng Twelve's back, and widened his eyes: "No way..."