The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1189 Someone is making trouble
Standing on the city tower, Yang Wenxiao saw the smiling faces of the common people, and couldn't help feeling, "It would be great if I could hold a flowing banquet for a few days."

Tong Sanlang stood at the side, heard this and hurriedly said, "These toffees are worth a lot, they are worth a meal."

At this time, the level of sugar production was low, and the production of white sugar was very low, so the price was expensive.

Milk is more expensive than sugar, and every family can’t have one farm cow, let alone a cow.

This time for Yang Wenxiao’s birthday, people from the grassland also came. They brought a thousand cows and a thousand sheep. These things can be called a generous gift. Yang Wenxiao got so many cows that he thought of making toffee .

Making tens of thousands of catties of toffee all at once cost no less than putting on a water feast.Moreover, all these expenses were paid out of Yang Wenxiao's pocket, and no money from the treasury was used.

Yang Wenxiao squinted at him when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Generally speaking, it's still cheaper than setting up a flowing banquet. You husband and wife earn money hard, so I can also enjoy it."

Tong Saburo "..."

Cry poor.

The overlord of a country cried poorly.

If Yang Wenxiao was poor, there would be no rich people in the world.

In the final analysis, it is still picky, not willing to show it.

But Tong Sanlang only dared to think about it in his heart, he had a embarrassed smile on his face and didn't speak.

Yang Wenxiao stretched out his finger and nodded his head, and walked down the tower.

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs is still waiting in the palace to congratulate him on his birthday, and today's schedule is very full.

Back at the palace, the civil and military ministers and foreign envoys all gathered in the open space in front of the Daming Palace. The following procedure was very lengthy. The officials and envoys first kowtowed, and then came forward one by one to send congratulatory gifts.

More than 100 people came forward to give gifts one by one, and it was almost noon when everyone left.

Yang Wenxiao gave the banquet, and the imperial dining room had already prepared meals, and after lunch, it was time to watch the show.

To be precise, it was watching a play, singing from noon to night.

Qiao Xiaomai doesn't have much appreciation for traditional dramas. Her job today is the same as usual. She is in charge of the meals for Yang Wenxiao and Emperor Yong'an, and then sprinkles some spiritual spring water on the chili corn. The rest is her own time.

But in the morning, she also went to the Daming Palace to pay homage, wearing a brand-new skirt, and wearing a touqun bought by Tong Sanlang on her head.

Tong Sanlang is Yang Wenxiao's personal bodyguard, and he has to stand beside Yang Wenxiao all day long. He has been influenced by the operas here since he was a child, and he doesn't think the operas are unpleasant, and he listens with great interest.

In the middle of the play, someone stood up.

This is not uncommon. After sitting for a day, some officials need to get up urgently, which is normal.

However, this person was not in a hurry. He stood up and did not go out. Instead, he cupped his hands towards Yang Wenxiao who was sitting above him, and said in his mouth, "Your Majesty, your country's opera is good, but as a foreigner, I Bangren, I don’t understand.”

This person is tall, with a brown complexion, wearing gorgeous silk and precious gemstones on his head, shining in the sun, which is very eye-catching.

Hearing this, Yang Wenxiao raised his eyes and looked over. He raised his eyebrows, "Prince Feng Bao, what do you want to see?"

This person is the prince of Longshi Kingdom. Longshi Kingdom and Yuchi Kingdom are next to each other, both of which are small countries in the south of Daqi.

After hearing this, Feng Bao arched his hands towards Yang Wenxiao again, and said, "Returning to the Supreme Emperor, our country congratulates you on your birthday this time and presents you with a precious gift. I have a heartfelt request."

"What kind of merciless request?" Yang Wenxiao asked.

"Just now I saw a beauty, I would like to ask you to bestow that beauty on me as a princess." Feng Bao said.

(End of this chapter)