About the fact that the heir of Huajian School is a girl

"Hey, look, the emperor is already there, so how can we, as ministers, go to court at a later time? We don't have that much shame, right?"

The two of them quickly left the Zhonghe Hall.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The hall was eerily quiet.

Li Qingcha was helpless and looked at the Seventh Prince beside him.

The latter curled his lips.

"Don't look at me. I don't have much to say. However, I can give you a suggestion. It's best to understand the questions of the demon tribe's martial arts test. You have to get to know the demon tribe's maids."

Find out...

Again.

Li Qingcha complained: "Why does this sound so familiar?"

The Seventh Prince laughed loudly, then put on a serious expression and said, "I have something to tell you. You'd better be mentally prepared."

"Well, you said."

"Last night, the prince took advantage of his father's good mood and made a request, saying that he wanted to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival to worship the moon."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is indeed approaching.

Li Qingcha raised his eyebrows.

"I remember when the White Bone Case happened, Concubine Lin said that Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion. The emperor usually invites ministers to have a half-hour dinner, and then everyone goes home to worship the moon, right?"

The cause of the white bone case was that Concubine Lin made osmanthus cake, so Li Qingcha had some idea of ​​how the imperial palace celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Seventh Prince shook his head seriously.

"Your Highness doesn't mean the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Oh, I see. A few days in advance, a banquet will be held among the people to celebrate with them. But isn't it the Second Prince's job to hold a literary meeting for the candidates during the Mid-Autumn Festival every year?"

"Hum..."

The Seventh Prince's lips curled up.

Li Qingcha pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "No way? Could it be that the prince wants to take advantage of me?"

The Seventh Prince nodded.

"That's what you mean by 'no way'. Judging from the time, the martial arts test will end just before the full moon of August. If Qiushou wins, it would be natural to invite you, a poet and great contributor, as a guest of honor."

"Tsk...Your Highness can't steal the life?"

"I have been in the limelight enough, I don't want to be killed in a hurry."

Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜

They agreed to take the blame together, but the Seventh Prince sneaked away.

Emmm...

"Unreliable."

"Hey, hey! Big Pot, I'm already good enough. The pressure of this autumn hunt is so great. Didn't you see that group of people after the literary test yesterday... Alas... It's useless to tell you, you are under a lot of pressure too."

"..."

"..."

The two were silent.

Li Qingcha stretched lazily.

"Prince, are you trying to win me over?"

The Seventh Prince nodded.

"Isn't it hard to guess what my elder brother is thinking? The key lies in your thoughts."

"Can I get out of this?"

"Stay out of this... I believe you, but the Crown Prince and the Second Prince won't. Besides, I think the Emperor is willing to believe you, because after what happened before, the Emperor already knows that you are a lazy person."

If the emperor believes it, then everything will be easy.

Li Qingcha had already made up his mind. At worst, he could just fight back against the enemy or block the water. Anyway, he had the emperor's protection.

The most urgent task is still autumn hunting.

She said: "We will consider this matter after the martial arts test is over."

The Seventh Prince nodded.

"That's right. Then I won't stop you. Go and find out the background of the maid of the demon tribe."

This sounds increasingly wrong.

Li Qingcha glanced at the sky outside. It was still pitch dark. He was speechless for a moment. He thought that if he tried to touch Yujun now, he would be beaten out as a hooligan.

She waved to the Seventh Prince.

"Your Highness, I will go to the Siyi Pavilion first."

The two said goodbye.

Li Qingcha left the palace and walked to the outside of the Siyi Pavilion. It was just dawn and covered with a thin layer of morning mist.

It is definitely not appropriate to disturb the demon delegation at this time.

It happened that she got up early today and had not had breakfast yet, so she bought some food from a shop near Siyi Pavilion, found a table to sit down and kill time.

Unexpectedly, an unexpected figure appeared.

The girl's clear voice rang out: "Boss, boss, give me a bowl of porridge and a fried cake."

Li Qingcha looked up in astonishment.

Yujun! ?

Even more unexpectedly, the shop owner and the early customers around him did not show any surprise at all, and treated the fox demon girl normally.

This shows that Yujun has been here quite often recently.

Yujun took the porridge but didn't notice Li Qingcha.

She found an empty seat and sat down, taking out a book, holding a fried dough cake in her mouth, drinking porridge with one hand and turning the pages with the other. Although she was wearing a hood, one could tell she was concentrating.

Li Qingcha focused his energy on his eyes and peeked at the contents of the book.

Those who measure heights use meters, and those who measure depths use rulers. Nowadays, few people are interested in this, so although there are many people with general knowledge and learning, they may not be able to master this. I think that the history books today only list the things of heaven and earth...

???

Isn’t that the third page of “Winter Vacation Garden”?

hiss……

Li Qingcha took a breath of cold air.

If he showed up at this time, Yujun would most likely come up to him and ask him all kinds of questions again, so it was better to just ignore him.

Thinking of this, she slapped ten copper coins on the table, then quietly stood up and walked to the door of the shop in small steps, ready to sneak away.

The waiter then shouted, "The bill for table seven was eight cents, and we gave two cents more as a tip!"

From ancient times to the present, the capital has always had a waiter culture, which requires hard work, hands and legs. From the moment the diners step through the door, the waiters have to work hard to make the guests feel at home.

In short, it's very enthusiastic.

But two cents tip...

Is there a concept of tipping in this world! ?

Li Qingcha felt that he was being targeted by the system.

She waved to the waiter repeatedly and shook her head, her neck almost breaking.

The waiter misunderstood and respectfully returned with two cents, shouting, "The bill for table seven is eight cents. You have to give back the extra two cents as a tip!"

puff!

Li Qingcha vomited blood immediately.

Social death...

Total social death!

She subconsciously looked around and found that almost everyone was looking at her.

Of course, this also includes Yujun,

The fox demon girl's lips did not fall into the shadow of the hood, and she had a smile on her lips, clearly looking forward to a good show.

She waved to the waiter and said in a very cute tone: "The guest at table seven is a high-ranking official. He lives in extreme poverty. I will pay his bill."

Everyone's gaze towards Li Qingcha became more ambiguous.

Li Qingcha lowered his head and continued to move towards the door.

Yujun coughed lightly.

"Ahem... I've invited guests, would you please do me a favor and sit with me?"

stare--

Everyone's eyes were as sharp as knives.

Li Qingcha had no choice but to sit down opposite Yujun and said in a low voice, "Eight cents! You have the nerve to say you'll treat me?"

Yujun smiled and said, "For others, it is definitely not a treat. But someone can't even spend two cents. Eight cents for a breakfast is a sky-high price. How can it not be considered a treat?"

"You...I...I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Ha ha……"

Fox girl: o(*￣︶￣*)o

The smile became even brighter.

Chapter 500: Bunch of Stew

500, it’s not easy.

Make a note.

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Li Qingcha and Yuyun are undoubtedly the most noteworthy couple in the store.

The diners couldn't help but sneak a peek.

"Is that someone from the demon clan's envoy?"

"Well, in the past few days, she has come to eat here every morning. Come to think of it, the breakfast of the demon tribe is very simple and definitely not as rich as that in the capital. She must have opened her eyes."

"(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~, you are just speculating. They live in the Siyi Pavilion, how can the food provided by the court be bad?"

"Ah this..."

"Speaking of which, the person opposite her is worth noting. Should it be Chief Li?"

"Now that you mention it... well... it's true. During the written test yesterday, Li argued with reason and refuted the demon delegation so well that they couldn't even say a word~"

……

Whispers came from all directions.

Yuyun remained motionless.

I think since she came here every day during this period, she must have been treated like this quite a lot and must have gotten used to it.

Li Qingcha was curious.

"Is the breakfast at Shiyikan unpalatable?"