Chapter 200 Mr. Jiang, I am going to enter the palace
Chapter 200 Mr. Jiang, I’m going to the palace
Feng Guochun is even more incredible.
Look, look, His Majesty has not had a concubine in the two years since he took the throne, and no one can persuade him to do so. Why has he suddenly figured it out now?
It's all up to him!
He risked his life and died in court to remonstrate.
Now Feng Guochun wants to walk sideways when he goes out.
Only Jiang Bo, he was worried about what Mu Qingchao might be thinking now?
Will you feel lost?
Thinking like this, he couldn't wait to leave the palace and go to the suburbs of the city.
At this time, the Mu family, Mrs. Zhong and Aunt Zhuang were all looking at the things sent from the palace.
Jiangbo has already sent enough clothes, and now he has sent a lot more, as well as all kinds of huanghuali and rosewood furniture, as well as bills from various shops and farms.
He knew that he had wronged Mu Qingchao in the matter of entering the palace, so he always wanted to make amends elsewhere.
Therefore, when Mr. Zhong opened the long list, his jaw almost dropped.
"This...this...the emperor sent the treasury?"
Mu Qingyan said from the side: "Now is different from the past. His Majesty conquered the four seas, encouraged business, and built sea routes. Now the national treasury is full."
Aunt Zhuang took out a wedding dress from the box.
He exclaimed "Ah".
"This...is this for Yaoyao?"
It was a wedding dress with red makeup, python embroidery, dark flowers, and gold silk. Dark gold threads embroidered mandarin duck and pomegranate patterns on the bare sleeves. The chest was embellished with red gold and rubies. The coat was draped in peacock brocade, with a gold silk sash wrapped around the waist. The skirt was a twelve-foot-long skirt that trailed three meters to the floor.
The beautiful fairy skirt...
Underneath the wedding dress is a head and face made of red gold and emerald green...
The level of luxury made Aunt Zhuang shout "Oh my God" and "Oh my God" twice in a row...
"I originally thought that the clothes that Sister Yin wore when she got married were beautiful enough, but compared with Yao Yao's, they are useless..."
Aunt Zhuang originally wanted to say "rubbish copper and rotten iron", but then she remembered that there was a difference between concubines and concubines, and such a comparison was not appropriate in the first place, so she swallowed the rest of her words.
She smiled in a promotional manner: "Madam, don't get me wrong, I have never worn a wedding dress in my life, so I am not familiar with it, so I am making a fuss."
Zhong was a little worried.
"Didn't you say that Yao Yao entered the palace just as a concubine? Is such a ostentatious wedding dress really good?"
"I'm just a concubine now." Aunt Zhuang said.
"Sister Yin told me about this matter when I came back a few days ago. She said that Your Majesty originally wanted to establish a queen, but he was afraid that he would be too aggressive now and might not be good for Yaoyao, so he thought of a compromise.
The method in.
It was Sister Yin's old grandfather who came to the palace to persuade His Majesty about this matter.
Your Majesty intends to make Yao Yao the queen, but now that she can’t do it given her status, she has to put more effort into her wedding dress.” Aunt Zhuang said with a smile.
"Is it……"
But Mrs. Zhong was worried.
Speaking of which, what does she have to worry about?
Yao Yao entered the palace twice. It was careless the day before, but this time it was grand.
Last time, not to mention any wedding clothes, not even a new piece of clothing, a carriage was waiting outside the door, and Prince Wu took him away.
She and Qingyan stood back and watched, until their eyes were filled with tears.
Compared with the last time, this time is really a huge difference.
The family was talking when suddenly Jiang Bo appeared outside the door at some unknown time.
Mrs. Zhong was startled when she came back to her senses, and quickly led everyone to kneel down.
"See Your Majesty."
Jiang Bo quickly stopped.
"Please get up quickly."
He looked around, but luckily there were no servants around, and gave Mrs. Zhong a few more instructions: "Didn't I tell you? You don't need to salute me here. If someone sees you, there will be a lot of trouble."
When word spreads that the emperor often comes out of the palace to a village, I'm afraid there will be more talk.
"Yes Yes……"
Mrs. Zhong stood up and said this, but felt uneasy in her heart.
Although Jiang Bo often said this, he was the emperor after all. If he was not polite, he would always feel that something was wrong.
Jiang Bo gave a few instructions: "In the past few days, I have been buying a house. When Yao Yao enters the palace, he will leave from that house. You must remember it, and you must not miss the mark. You are coming from Lanling."
A branch of the Xiao family.
This is a house that I bought temporarily to send my daughter off to get married.
Otherwise, it will cause Yaoyao a lot of trouble."
Now, Jiang Bo's servants in the house are all of the same caliber.
"yes."
Jiang Bo has considered every aspect carefully, what else can Zhong and the others say?
It saves them trouble. Marrying a daughter really means they don't have to worry about it.
Jiang Bo didn't ask until he finished chatting.
"Where's Yaoyao?" Jiang Bo asked.
"It's in the yard." Mrs. Zhong replied.
"I'll go see her."
After Jiang Bo finished speaking, he headed towards Wanhe Courtyard, his steps impatient.
He hadn't seen her for a few days and missed her very much.
Of course Zhong didn't stop him. When Jiang Bo came here, who else could he look for besides Yao Yao?
Now that things have developed to this extent, is there any point in talking about the defense between men and women?
Jiang Bo walked along the hand corridor all the way to Wanhe Courtyard. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Mu Qingchao sitting on the swing, holding his chin with one hand, his eyes drifting away as he swayed on the swing.
Like, very worried.
"Miss Mu," he shouted.
"Huh?" Mu Qingchao turned around when he heard the voice.
I glanced back in a hurry, and saw the word "en" with a strong final sound.
Just at this glance, Jiang Bo felt that everything was worth it.
"Ah? Why are Mr. Jiang here?" Mu Qingchao had a hint of astonishment on his face and looked around: "You didn't even call anyone to tell me?"
"I was just passing by and came to see you." Jiang Bo said and walked in. He held a food cup in his hand and handed it to her: "I disturbed the girl last time, so you didn't eat your dessert.
over.
Can this bowl of steamed cheese with sugar be considered my apology?"
"But it should be a little cold. Ask someone to put it on the stove to steam it before eating it."
Mu Qingchao took the food cup with both hands and raised his head to look at Jiang Bo, his eyes sparkling like a pool of spring water.
"Thank you, Master Jiang. I didn't expect you to make a special trip to give me a bowl of sweets."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Bo met her eyes.
"It seems like Miss Mu is worried just now. Is there something unhappy? Or are you still blaming me for killing the fifth prince?"
Okay, Jiang Bo admits, he surrenders, he admits defeat.
If Mu Qingchao likes the fifth prince, let her like him. If she wants to remember him, let her never forget him.
Even if he had to live in another person's shadow from now on, he would admit it.
Who knows how many nights he has spent gnashing his teeth in the past few days. In the end, his teeth were broken and he swallowed blood. The last choice was to compromise.
"Ah... this..." Mu Qingchao shook his head, looked up at Jiang Bo with a worried look, and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Jiang has heard that I am about to enter the palace."