"Look," Luo Henglu put the things he was carrying in front of Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci took it over and opened it again. There were three identical long-lived locks inside. She took out one, and the front of the Feng Changming Lock was carved with long-lived wealthy people, while the north side was the birth date and horoscope, and the name of the son was also recorded.

"Is this a full moon gift for Xiaoqi and Xiaoba and Xiaojiu?"

"That's right," Luo Henglu nodded, "This is made of the best purple gold. It contains a piece of warm jade, just like you carry it. The four words "Long Life and Wealth" were mentioned by Master Jingkong himself. At the same time, 0 was placed in front of the Buddha for a long time, and it was suitable for delivery."

Shen Qingci took one more and liked these three long-lived locks very much. She originally thought about giving away something, but it seemed that everything she gave was not suitable. Some things she bought seemed serious, but they were just some strange things, such as antique vases, calligraphy and paintings. She had a bunch of them. She couldn't carry a few big bottles. This was a gift for the full moon, not for smashing people. This was not to mention that these three children looked like sticks, so they had to carry the vase.

It's just right, this thing is better, three, three are exactly the same, and they are all exquisite and cute. If she had children, she would definitely bring them with her children, so that she could take them with her to grow up at that time. How good would it be.

Moreover, the words above were mentioned by Master Jingkong. Who is Master Jingkong? He suddenly became a god-like figure in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. He was a monk who had attained enlightenment and was born in a wealthy family. When he was a young son, he had already entered the Kowloon.

How many people in this world have asked for his ink treasure, it is difficult to get the long-lived lock nominated by Master Jingkong, and I am afraid that no one in this world has such an honor.

Shen Qingci gently stroked the long life lock in his hand, and liked these things.

"Thank you," she said to Luo Henglu. Luo Henglu reached out and rubbed the top of her head, but found that she had rubbed her hair a little more and then helped her to sort it out.

"I'll make some spices first," Shen Qingci stood up and put the long lock back into the box. This was the turn, just like walking in his own incense room, Luo Henglu's hands were still placed in the air, and he just smiled helplessly.

Then he pulled down his sleeves, walked out, and went into his study.

Changqing has always been trying to speak but stopping.

"What?" Luo Henglu raised his face from a pile of books. What kind of eyes are you looking at me like this? Could it be that I did something that was angry and resentful?"

"No, no."

Changqing waved his hand quickly, how dare he say that?

He bumped and updated the game, it was time to do so. Can you stop slapping a dead face? This is a big event that will affect them throughout their lives, and the prince cannot forget it.

He lowered his head and hugged the sword in his arms.

"Long update, you said."

Luo Henglu continued to turn a page of the book and asked Changqing, but it was better to ask Changqing. Changyi was full of nonsense, and he couldn't talk about the main topic for a long time, and he always beat him around the bush.

He was really honest. Anyway, the young master asked him to say it, and he said it.

"Young Master, you haven't sent us monthly silver for a year."

Changqing was a little short of being choked by his saliva. He really wanted to slap him again. Could it be that he could not be more gentle? What does this blunt speech look like?

"Didn't your wife give it to you?"

Chen Hengli put down the book in his hand, poured a cup of tea for himself, and placed it on his lips. The tea fragrance was lingering, and the tea fragrance in his eyes was fainted.

"The lady belongs to the wife, and the young master belongs to the young master."

Chang Geng was very persistent, which made Changqing very pleased. Fortunately, someone said it, but he couldn't say it anyway.

"oh"

Luo Hengwu stretched out a long word

"I have no money to you."

Changqing's face is bitter. Who doesn't know that the young master is rich enough to rival a country? The former princess left a lot of shops, and these shops are all in the hands of the young master. There are a lot of money this year. His young master is low-key, but no matter how low-key he is, he can't talk randomly.

Luo Hengli put the cup on his lips again, and the sound also came out faintly.

"I am just having a soft meal now. How do you think I will give you moon silver?"

Chang Geng's eyes twitched, while Changqing coughed like crazy.

Luo Henglu lifted up his sleeves and poured himself a cup of tea. Yes, I'm afraid it's very rare in this world to eat soft rice and eat like him.

Luo Hengli sat on the warm-up, still holding a book in his hand and flipped it up. He was warming his princess' bed with his fate. The weather became colder, but fortunately the ground dragon in the house was burning really hard, so it was not very cold.

From the whole house to the incense making room, it was warm and spring, so in the past few years, they have really not frozen. Even though the two times in Kyoto were unexpectedly snowy, they have never had charcoal or even cold.

The charcoal fire reserves in the mansion are still very abundant, and most of the charcoal will remain every year.

Shen Qingci himself has his own place to burn charcoal, and they all use the best silver charcoal. In recent years, the charcoal burned by the Shen family has been used for four families, and there are still a lot of it left.

So the earth dragons in the mansion had already started to burn, and even in the house, there were several braziers burning.

Shen Qingci walked over and placed the box in front of him.

"For me?" Luo Henglu put down the book and took it with one hand.

Shen Qingci nodded, his eyes were like good black pearls, and they were always brilliant and amazing. She had a pair of extremely beautiful pupils, and it seemed that no matter what happened, that original intention had not changed.

Luo Hengli put the box on his lap and opened it. He smiled differently. There were silver notes after silver, one ten thousand taels each, and there were hundreds of them here.

"Give it to me?"

Luo Heng asked again.

Shen Qingci nodded again, "For you."

"I'm going to give me a soft meal?" He smiled again.

And the word "living soft rice" in this world is so relaxed and natural, I am afraid there are really few people, and Luo Hengwu is one of them.

Shen Qingci didn't know how to answer, but she answered no, would she seem too pretentious, and she didn't like to do pretentious things. So if she said yes, would it hurt his male self-esteem again?
Chapter completed!