On a hot afternoon, Chen Fu brought the treasure and went to the visit openly, without fear of the news leaking.

Xiao Ran whispered: "Such as swaying will attract fear."

Concubine An intends to let Liu Shangshu’s daughter marry the ninth prince. It is not a secret in the palace, but the idea is one thing, and it is different to say whether it can be formed.

Just like the prince and Princess Changle, there are always many surprises in this world.

Chen Fu asked back: "Will they not be afraid if I don't show off?"

Xiao Ran shook his head and said nothing.

"What's more, I have to work hard to go to the Shangshu Mansion in such hot weather, but they took a nap safely. Wouldn't I feel very wronged?"

Xiao Ran found that he had underestimated his thick-skinnedness.

Liu Shangshu did not have the habit of taking a nap. He would be in the Buddhist temple at this time every day. When the weather was hot, he could temper people's will.

At this moment, standing at the door to greet him, wearing a simple gray robe, the temperament of a literati is even more prominent.

"Come on the verge of trouble with the Secretary of the House."

Shangshu Liu said, "I dare not" and invited someone in.

There were more than a dozen boxes coming in together.

Chen Fu clapped his hands and someone opened the box, which contained various rare treasures, which were dazzling in the sun.

There was a solemn look on Liu Shangshu's face. He didn't know Xie Ming's true identity. He really had a favor that he had to repay, so he promised Concubine An to let someone move into the mansion. If he really got married, there would definitely be endless troubles.

On the other hand, Xie Ming immediately walked out when he heard the news from Chen Fu. When he saw the boxes, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Chen Fu used a nice word to describe his expression at this moment - his face was fading.

Shangshu Liu came back to his senses and said solemnly: "Your Highness, this move may be inappropriate."

Xie Ming breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Shangshu Liu did not nod, the emperor's will not give up his marriage, there would be room for maneuver.

Chen Fu took out a small box from the box, made of the best red sandalwood, and there were not pearls but three ragged books. When Shangshu Liu saw it, his eyes were full of light. These were all lonely books that had been lost for a long time.

Chen Fu said at the right time: "I have no other intentions when I come here. These gifts are just a brief expression of my feelings. Please do not refuse."

Liu Shangshu calmed down, and the holy heart was unpredictable. The future concubine of the ninth prince must have been personally given by the emperor. It is unknown who will fall in the family. These gifts are very precious, but they are not too expensive. If they are really used as betrothal gifts, it is far from enough. The key is that those three books really made him feel itchy: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your generous gift."

Chen Fu raised a smile on the corner of his mouth. As long as Shangshu Liu was willing to accept his gift, the purpose of this trip would have been achieved.

Liu Shangshu was very rigid in some aspects. He had never accepted gifts from others, but was willing to keep what he brought, which was enough to illustrate many problems.

It is completely possible to use this appearance to Kuang Meng Qing, proving that Shangshu Liu is in the same camp as him.

Xie Ming walked over, pinched Chen Fu's wrist without any trace, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness is careful."

Chen Fu backed with a bright smile.

Liu Shangshu was happy to get the book, and he wanted to read it now, and threw Xie Ming out without hesitation: "Your Highness is rare to come here, so why not let your daughter lead your Highness around?"

Chen Fu nodded slightly and agreed.

As soon as Liu Shangshu left, Xie Ming pulled Chen Fu aside, "Is it crazy? Brother Xiao can even let you mess around?"

Chen Fu glanced at Xiao Ran, who was watching the show silently behind him, gave Xie Ming a 'you know' look, and kindly comforted him: "Who the prince gets married depends on the emperor's meaning."

Xie Ming reluctantly let go of some heart.

The three of them walked to the secluded backyard, and Chen Fu put away the joke in his expression: "Did you have any relationship with the people from the Meng family?"

Xie Ming nodded: "Meng Qing's younger brother is indeed a master who can cause trouble. He smashed someone's stall the day before yesterday and was chased and beaten. It was still me who paid the money that the other party would settle the matter."

Chen Fuyao Fan: "It's really interesting that the younger brother of the dignified general was chased and beaten all over the street."

Everyone knows that Meng Qing has a bad relationship with his family. As long as he doesn’t cause any death, he will naturally have no scruples when he takes action.

"But I asked someone to check it privately, and there were some tricks," Xie Ming said slowly: "The smashed stall often sells fake goods, and most of them are targeted at the elderly."

"It's not unfair to be beaten."

Xie Ming: "The identity of the daughter of Shangshu is really useful. I mentioned it and heard that the person who set up a stall this morning was already imprisoned."

"It seems that Meng Qing's younger brother is not a person who is doing something wrong, so he may have the intention to do it on purpose."

Xie Ming also nodded: "It is really unexpected that the Meng family can have such tolerance. I don't want to be too deliberate, and I can't be too radical even if I intend to make friends with others."

Chen Fu suddenly smiled: "Xiao Xiao has also said something similar to me."

"Oh? How did Brother Chen respond?"

Xiao Ran, who had not made any sound, sneered: "Play the piano to the cow."

Xie Ming:...

Chen Fu seemed to be unable to hear the ridicule in his words at all, and said to Xie Ming on his own: "A few days will be my birthday."

Xie Ming laughed: "There is no need for Brother Chen to come here for such a thing."

"I don't tell you how you know, so how can you prepare a gift in advance?"

Xie Ming smiled a little embarrassedly, and couldn't help looking at Xiao Ran. The other party seemed to be indifferent and guessed that Xiao Ran had already experienced the same thing, and changed the topic: "The Thousand Birthday Festival is coming soon."

The Thousand Birthday is the birthday of the emperor, and the heavens celebrate together and the king and his subjects enjoy each other.

Chen Fu said "happy" faintly.

"Are you ready for a birthday gift?"

Chen Fu did not answer, but Xiao Ran's eyes looked at him were full of playfulness. As far as he knew, Chen Fu did not take this matter to heart at all.

This is a fact. There are no rare treasures in the world that the emperor has never seen before. Chen Fu's only thing was rewarded. It is basically not possible to win a surprise in this regard.

Xie Ming quickly guessed what Chen Fu was thinking, and thought it made sense. If you can't do it, just do it without losing your etiquette.

"How is the injury of the old owner Xie?" Chen Fu said: "There are many good medicinal materials in the palace."

Xie Ming felt a little warm, "The skills have declined, but his health is no longer injurious."

Occasionally, when flying pigeons pass letters, it can be seen that my grandfather is in a good mood. Last time he blew the court, which was a whisper of anger that the old man had been holding back for many years.

The three of them had a great time talking, calm and humorous, Xie Ming was gentle and elegant, and although Xiao Ran was serious, he always looked at the problem to the point, and in terms of personality, he could be called a perfect complement.

When we come, the day is prosperous, but when we leave, it is getting dusk.

Unfortunately, Chen Fu happened to meet Concubine An on the way back to the palace, and she was with the emperor.

Chen Fu bowed and secretly regretted not taking a good route.

"I thought you were going to stay at the Shangshu Mansion tonight." Although the tone was stern, there was a bit of teasing in your eyes.

Chen Fu showed a little embarrassment appropriately, "The Father was joking."

The emperor's eyes moved to Chen Fu's face behind him, and only stayed for a short while before moving away.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, so beautiful that they have seen them all, but it is no exaggeration to say that even the palace maids are more beautiful than her.

It was because of her child that the emperor reluctantly refused to send her away from the defiled holy eyes.

Concubine An waved at Chen Fu and looked like a loving mother: "Let's go together?"

Although it was a question, he didn't have much room for choice.

Chen Fu Anjing followed the two of them. When he first arrived at the palace, he once lamented the strangeness of various flower species in the Imperial Garden. In just a few months, he had seen it more often and was no longer as amazing as he was at that time.

He was like this, let alone the emperor who had been watching for decades.

Soon, the emperor's attention was focused on Shen Fu, "Shangshu Liu is very talented and does not admire his reputation. Even the Grand Secretary is under him. If he goes, he asks for more information, don't just care about his children's love."

As she stepped on and held it, a bright light flashed in An Fei's eyes. The last time the Grand Secretary suggested going out of the military, it seemed that he had really lost his holy heart. The people on the prince's side fell out of favor, and she was happy to see it.

"My son understand."

While speaking, Chen Fu noticed a person in front of him and was painting in the pavilion.

"This is the new painter in the palace."

It can be explained by the emperor himself.

When the painter saw this group of people, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

Concubine An whispered to Chen Fu: "This person's name is Gu Hanyu, and he has the beautiful name of the Saint of Painting."

Chen Fu approached and watched his paintings, which were lifelike, and the butterflies in the painting seemed to fly out at any time.

He is also good at painting, which is enough to show that this painter has real skills and is definitely not a false reputation.

Chen Fu showed an interesting expression, "Father, can my son keep this painter and make a painting?"

The emperor laughed and scolded a few times, but his eyes were very gentle. He saw that the prince and the third prince had fought over the years. This is a common thing in the royal family. The prince and the third prince had no distinction between their talents, and he did not stop him, but he was a little displeased.

Before he could get dizzy, his sons began to think about that position. What if he did something deviant in the future?

On the one hand, it was the father-son relationship, and on the other hand, it was the struggle for the throne. Chen Fu happened to appear at this critical moment. The emperor felt guilty towards him, and he did not show any movement to fight for that position, which greatly satisfied the emperor.

Take the present for example. The prince and the third prince would never miss this opportunity to be with the emperor, but Chen Fu looked easily attracted by a painter.

On the one hand, An Fei felt that Chen Fu was just a vixen in his previous life, so cunning and tight. He was obviously doing superficial skills, but the emperor just took this trick.

Seeing the emperor and Concubine An walk away, Chen Fu stared at the painting on the stone table with great interest and sighed, "What a pity."
To be continued...