The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

After a day's shopping, they ran all over the slightly famous bookstores in the city. Finally, they only bought three vernacular books. This is the inventory they found after the bookshop owner kept asking.

Xiao Xi sat in the carriage, holding his cheek with one hand, but sighed.

"Why are there so few good-looking scripts now?"

Luo QingHan: "you read the script too fast."

Xiao Xi hummed: "I can't blame my slow reading, but these stories are too short."

Nowadays, people who write a script are too conscientious. They don't need two sentences to tell things clearly in one sentence. They don't know what irrigation is. Usually, a script is only more than 40 pages.

For Xiao Xixi, an old bookworm who reads ten lines at a glance, he can easily chew off five or six books in a day.

She is idle in the palace every day. She reads the script when she is bored. Unconsciously, she reads all the scripts on the market.

She's out of books!

Luo QingHan suggested when he saw her listless.

"You really can't find a suitable script. You can pay someone to write it for you."

Xiao Xi's spirit perked up: "can it still be like this?"

Luo QingHan: "well, you can let people write whatever kind of story you want to see."

Xiao Xixi began to ponder what kind of story he most wanted to see?

It's like asking whether she likes pork or chicken.

Whether it's chicken or pork, she likes it!

Xiao Xi was hard to choose and pondered it all night.

The next day she finally came up with a way to have the best of both worlds.

"Your Majesty, I have decided to hold a storybook competition with unlimited subject matter, unlimited number of words. As long as the story is well written, all can contribute, and the winner can get one hundred liang of silver!"

In this way, no matter what story she can see, she doesn't need to make a choice at all.

Then she patted a crumpled silver ticket on the table.

Luo QingHan picked up the silver ticket and looked at it. He found that the silver ticket was an old ticket number many years ago. He didn't know whether he could change it.

He asked, "where did you get this silver note?"

Xiao Xixi held his head high and said, "this is the pocket money master gave me when I left the school."

Luo QingHan: "how much pocket money did your master give you?"

Xiao Xi immediately became vigilant: "what do you ask?"

Luo QingHan: "don't be nervous. I'm not interested in your private money. I just want to remind you that this silver note may have exceeded its exchange period."

In order to prevent the occurrence of fake silver notes, the bank's ticket number will change a new silver note style almost every year, and each silver note has a conversion period ranging from 10 to 20 years. If it has not been converted beyond the period, the head of the household must personally go to the bank with the keepsake and compare the hand pledge and signature before the money can be taken out.

In other words, Xiao Xi's silver ticket is basically equivalent to waste paper.

Xiao Xixi quickly took out all the silver tickets given by her master and showed them to Luo QingHan.

Luo QingHan finished reading one by one and said calmly.

"None of these silver tickets can be used."

Xiao Xi fell to the ground like being struck by thunder.

"How could this happen? These are my coffins!"

At this time, she was like a lonely old man who was cheated out of money, crying sadly.

Luo QingHan drew his eyebrows when he heard the speech.

How old is she? She started saving coffin books.

Besides, does she need to save her coffin? When he's dead?!

Luo QingHan said expressionless, "you have a total of 1200 liang of silver tickets. Give me all these silver tickets. I'll ask someone to send you 1200 liang of silver ingots. If you think the silver ingots take up too much space, you can change them into new ones."

Xiao Xi immediately burst into tears and burst into laughter. He jumped up and hugged him and gave him a hard blow.

"Just change it into silver ingots. I'm not afraid to occupy space because I have a big place here."

That afternoon, the Shaofu people came to Yunxiu palace with a heavy box.

Xiao Xixi opened the box. There were 120 silver ingots in it.

Each silver ingot is twelve, 122, exactly one thousand two hundred.

Xiao Xixi happily lies on the silver ingot and tries to absorb the copper smell from them. She feels very happy.

Luo QingHan asked leisurely while drinking tea.

"Do you like money so much?"

Xiao Xixi stroked the shiny silver ingot in his hand and said, "who in the world doesn't like money."

Luo QingHan: "but money is not everything."

Xiao Cuixi: "why remind me of this? I'm not so greedy. I just want money. I don't expect it to be omnipotent at all."

Luo QingHan: "

Sometimes I really want to get into the woman's brain and see how many crooked theories are hidden in her cerebellar bag.

Xiao Xi reluctantly picked out ten silver ingots from it.

"In order to have a script to read, I really paid for it."

This is one tenth of her possessions!

Luo QingHan: "you have so little money in total. Just take it honestly. I'll help you out with the bonus of the storybook contest."

Xiao Xi was so surprised that she threw away the silver ingot, rushed up to hug him and shouted happily.

"Dad! You are so kind to me. I love you so much, Dad!"

Luo QingHan raised his hand and slapped her on the ass.

"Shut up!"

If it's normal, Xiao Xixi must be ashamed and embarrassed, but now she's full of the happiness of leaning back on the gold Lord's father to enjoy the cool. She doesn't feel ashamed to be spanked, but asks excitedly.

"Dad, do you want to play more?"

Luo QingHan: "

His imperial concubine is becoming more and more difficult to manage.

Early the next morning, Xiao Xixi excitedly went out of the palace with Luo QingHan.

Xiao Xixi, as a high-ranking imperial concubine, is not easy to come forward directly in running the storybook contest. She has to find an agent.

The first person she thought of was the king of England.

The king of England himself likes reading scripts. He is a fellow believer. Moreover, he usually has no business and has a lot of spare time. It is most appropriate for him to do it.

They went directly to the British palace.

Luo yechen was not willing to receive these two people. Every time he meets the imperial concubine, it must be bad!

After the imperial concubine explained her intention, Luo yechen was interested.

It's fun to think about the storybook contest!

He temporarily suppressed his rejection of the imperial concubine, rubbed his hands and excitedly discussed the details of the competition with her.

It's almost noon, bu Sheng Yan reminded.

"Lunch will be served soon. Will the emperor and the imperial concubine have lunch in the palace or go out?"

Luo QingHan: "at will."

Luo yechen waved his hand: "there are new dishes in Liuguang Pavilion recently. Let's go to Liuguang pavilion to eat."

The party took a carriage to Liuguang Pavilion.

After the carriage stopped steadily, the four got off one after another.

A man happened to walk in front of them and accidentally hit Luo yechen.

Luo yechen frowned and scolded the man.

The man hurried to apologize and left quickly.

Xiao Xi looked at the man's back and asked curiously.

"Lord, is that your long lost brother?"

Luo yechen didn't have a good airway: "of course not!"

Xiao Xi Xi: as like as two peas, why would he have a jade like cloth that looks exactly like yours?

Luo yechen: "what jade pendant?"

He subconsciously touched the jade pendant around his waist, but it was empty.

"Where's my jade pendant?"

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Good morning, everyone~