After Chen Yuan came out of Renzong, he was about to go to see Empress Cao again, but he saw Su Xiaoyou's personal maid Taozi standing outside the door.

Taozi waved from afar: "Mr. Prince Concubine, please go there."

Chen Yuan was stunned, wondering what Su Xiaoyou was asking for him at this time. Since Concubine Pang’s affairs, he himself retreated from the court. When he met Su Xiaoyou, he would say hello politely.

Both of them knew in their hearts that before their death, Concubine Pang said that Su Xiaoyou and Chen Yuan were hurting her. If they were too close, they would inevitably attract other people's attention. Once the news of the incident leaked, they would probably end up even worse than that of Pang Ji and his daughter.

So except for Chen Yuan visiting Su Xiaoyou's father during the holidays, there is basically no connection, and it seems that he is not as good as the others, and there seems to be no relationship between the two.

What did Su Xiaoyou look for him at this time? Chen Yuan really couldn't figure it out.

Su Xiaoyou is now a concubine, and someone has helped her with what she wants to do in the court. Although Su Xiaoyou refused when Xia Shu proposed to restore her position as her father, she instructed Su Yan to visit Xia Shu.

Now she doesn't look for her in ordinary small things. Could it be that she has any big plans? Chen Yuan's heartbeat, because this woman's position is already very high. If she still has plans, it will be Queen Cao.

Empress Cao is the eldest princess' mother and raised Zhao Yi. Moreover, this woman really rarely interferes in court affairs. If Su Xiaoyou really wants to move her away, what should she do?

Chen Yuan frowned and clasped his fists at Taozi: "Please lead the way, girl."

Taozi brought Chen Yuan to Su Xiaoyou's bedroom. Chen Yuan clasped his fists very properly: "See the Imperial Concubine."

Su Xiaoyou sat there without getting up, but just raised her arm: "No need to be too polite, Taozi, you go outside and wait."

Taozi responded and there were only two people in the house, Su Xiaoyou and Chen Yuan. Su Xiaoyou's face suddenly became serious: "Mr. Prince Consort, can you help me again and let me be the queen?"

Chen Yuan was shocked when he heard this. The woman could not wait: "Imperial Concubine, Imperial Concubine is not in court at all. Imperial Concubine overestimates me?"

Su Xiaoyou stood up and his voice was low: "Mr. Prince Concubine, there are no outsiders here, I don't want to beat around the bush with you. You won't go to the court, but when did you go to the court? Xia Shu said a while ago that he wanted to help me, but I rejected him. The reason is very simple. There are some things that are more suitable for us to do together."

Chen Yuan put away his respectful look and looked at Su Xiaoyou: "Concubine Su is too anxious, right? You have been a concubine for three years in the palace. Are you not satisfied with anything else?"

Su Xiaoyou nodded: "Yes, I should be satisfied. But do you know Chen Shimei? I am scared now, I am really scared. What if the emperor meets a woman who is younger and more beautiful than me, then what should I do? With just one word from the emperor, I, as a concubine, can't be able to do it! I must be the queen. Only when I become the queen can others not drive me away so easily."

Her expression was a little excited, and Chen Yuan did not answer her. This was the case in the struggle in the harem. Since Su Xiaoyou chose this path, she had to face it.

Su Xiaoyou was a little disobedient. After a long time, she picked up the tea and took a sip, and then said, "I know what you are thinking. I originally wanted to wait a few years and I will give birth to a son for the emperor, and then I don't have to fight for it. Everything is mine. The imperial doctor told me a few days ago, I,"

Her tone was a little choked, and it took her a long time to say the following words: "I can't have another baby."

Chen Yuan was shocked. He could now feel Su Xiaoyou's mood. This woman was so determined to defeat Concubine Pang, but when the price she paid far exceeded her expectations, Su Xiaoyou must not accept it, but she had to accept it.

She must be afraid that other palace maids would give birth to a dragon son for the emperor. In that case, when Renzong returns to heaven, Su Xiaoyou is nothing. The new emperor will only remember his adoptive mother, biological mother, and as for the imperial concubine, it is just a name.

Su Xiaoyou is not the kind of person who is willing to be ignored by others. Her tears came down: "I dare to cry only when there is no one. Chen Shimei, I know you have a way, and I also know the relationship between you and Queen Cao. I would make you embarrassed, but I must be the queen. Even if you don't help me, I will do it."

Chen Yuan let out a long sigh. This woman was very vicious. If she had to do it herself, it would be even more unfavorable to Empress Cao. He nodded immediately: "Okay, please rest assured, I will leave this matter to me."

Seeing Chen Yuan agreeing, Su Xiaoyou laughed: "What are you going to do?"

Chen Yuan said: "Fortunately, I don't have a son. He is going to adopt a suitable person among the princes to be his son. I can't guarantee that you will be the queen, but you can be the queen."

Su Xiaoyou understood: "Did the prince-in-law ask me to follow the example of Mrs. Huayang?"

Chen Yuan smiled: "I am stupid and I'm going to ask the Empress to decide for herself."

Su Xiaoyou walked around the house. Now it seems that this is indeed the best way. Empress Cao has a high status and status, and it is very difficult to force herself to shake it. So when Xia Shu showed that whine, she refused very simply.

Chen Shimei said a good idea. After all, Empress Cao is nearly twenty years older than her, and she has time: "Okay, I think about it. No matter what I decide to do, I will send someone to find you."

"I'm going to leave."

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Bianjing was still so lively. According to the customs of the Song Dynasty, the third and fourth days of the Lunar New Year were all the days to visit relatives. When life was so tight in the past, some relatives would stop walking if they could not move, because they would have to spend a lot of travel expenses and also cause trouble for relatives.

However, in recent years, ordinary families have some extra money in their hands, so those relatives who have never been around in the past should visit them.

The restaurants and teahouses in Bianjing were suddenly crowded, and ordinary restaurants had already been set aside by others in the morning. Ma Chang counted a number for Chen Yuan. During the Chinese New Year, his workshop sold a total of 70,000 jars of wine weighing 5 kilograms.

Sheng Tao also had his own happiness. He rented a shop in the western suburbs of Bianjing, two-story wooden buildings, a total of six houses. The first floor was opened to form a hall, and ten tables were placed, three elegant seats on the second floor, and the wood-room on the back was converted into a kitchen. He hired two friends, and the small restaurant opened like this.

Next to his restaurant was a big hotel. Sheng Tao was once very afraid that his business would be affected, but in the past few days of opening, his business was surprisingly good. Every day, people were booked out on the second floor early, and there were almost four or five people on the table in the middle of the lobby. This situation made his face full of smiles.

Before lunch was over, there were many guests in the middle of the lobby, which looked a little crowded, but the drinkers didn't care.

Sheng Tao was really inconvenient to do things with one arm, and the speed of serving food was much slower, which made the drinkers complain a little, and said directly: "Boss, can you be busy with this arm? It's time to ask for a friend!"

Sheng Tao smiled: "Call for a visit, isn't this a difficult time for a friend to invite me recently? I've played a sign at the door, and no one came every two and a half months, so there's really nothing I can do about it."

A drinker nodded: "Two and a half stakes are too little, who would like to come? I work in a goods store and carry sacks every day. I dare not say that if I have too much, I can carry at least three or four stakes for a month."

Another said immediately: "Is there a lot of three or four stakes? The young man next to us used to look weak and I didn't know how he survived when he grew up, but now he went to a shipyard in Guangzhou, and his monthly salary of more than ten stakes was, grandma, so I was jealous of him."

"What are you jealous? A few days ago, the shipyard was still recruiting people. I just signed up. After the Chinese New Year, I went to Guangzhou to build a ship. This year, I have worked for more than 100 yuan a year and I have worked for five years. When I come back, I can become a boss."

The man sighed before: "There is no way. Isn't the wife and children in the family reluctant to leave? I'll go and take a look when the child is older."

Sheng Tao couldn't stop his steps. He felt that there were really fewer men in his store, but he was a little hesitant because he had to pay wages to hire a man, and can his restaurant business be so good all the time?

He had no confidence. At this time, someone said: "Shopkeeper, I think you might as well find a boss lady to forget about it. Take care of the restaurant during the day and you at night, and you don't have to pay for your salary."

This made everyone laugh in the room. Sheng Tao was stunned, thinking that this was a solution.

Yan Zhan jumped in from the door and slapped Sheng Tao on the shoulder: "Brother!"

Sheng Tao was really happy when he saw his brothers before: "A few brothers are here? Please sit up!"

Dong Kui looked around and said, "We are here to support you. It seems that the business is good?"

Sheng Tao smiled and said, "That's natural. You sit upstairs and taste your brother's skills. I'll go up and have two drinks with you later."

Looking at the clothes of these brothers, Sheng Tao suddenly felt a little sad. Dong Kui, Yan Zhan, Gao Yingxi, Wu Ming and others were all wearing general's uniforms. If he hadn't lost one of his arms, he would have been the same as them now.

Dong Kui clearly saw his sad expression and stepped forward to hug him: "Brother, don't think so much. Everyone has not forgotten you. Even if the troops are reorganized, many brothers are still thinking about you. This time, we will come first and we will come to see you in the future."

Sheng Tao nodded, suppressing the sadness in his heart: "Come upstairs, I will lead you the way. You came today for a coincidence that you just walked into the Yashita, otherwise you would have to sit in the lobby."

Yan Zhan saw a newspaper next to him and took it over: "Is it new?"

Sheng Tao nodded: "Well, I just bought it today. Now those who are literate like to read these when they come to have dinner. Brother, do you understand?"

Yan Zhan smiled and said, "You can understand. In recent years, the army has regulations that illiterate people cannot be generals. General Liu Ping specially found those literate scholars to teach us."

What he said was unintentionally, but Sheng Tao was even more sad: "Hey, if I could still join the army, our brothers would be together. When I have time, I would cook for you to eat in the military camp. How good would that day?"

As he said that, his eyes turned red, and Dong Kui kicked Yan Zhan hard: "You broken mouth."

Yan Zhan grinned for a moment, but he didn't dare to say anything. However, Sheng Tao finally wiped away his tears with that arm: "It's not bad now. I'm going to ask for a wife and make this restaurant with me and have another baby. I'm content. What are you doing recently? I heard many people say they are going to fight with the Liao Kingdom, is that true?"

Dong Kui shook his head: "We don't know, but the troops have been very nervous recently. Today we came out and only approved it for an hour. I guess there is a big battle to fight. Judging from the current situation, it should be with the Liao Kingdom? Yan Zhan, is there any news in the newspaper?"

Yan Zhan took a rough look: "No, it's still the things in the previous issue. There are Japanese people fighting with *** people behind it."

Dong Kui was a little disappointed: "That's up to our bird business."

Not only ordinary people don’t know what the Song army will do next, but even grassroots generals like Dong Kui know nothing about their next actions. When they all thought that the most likely target was the Liao Kingdom, the war between Japan and the ** had entered the most critical period.
Chapter completed!