"What are you looking at?" Yan Hao put down the official document in his hand, reached out and pinched her face.
"Look at you," Qi You'er pulled his hand and put it on her face. "I'm looking at you're pretty," she told the truth. Yan Hao pulled her and pulled her to her legs.
Sitting down, "Then I should be glad now. God gave me a good look, at least, to make you happy every day."
Qi Youer kissed his face, "Of course, but compared to your face, I like to see how you look at work more. They all say that men are the most handsome when they work hard, and you are the most handsome just now."
Yan Hao raised his eyebrows. Qi Youer explained the handsome word "Qi Youer" and it looked good. He calculated that it was already very late. Qi Youer rubbed his eyes and thought he was sleepy.
"If you are tired, go to bed for a while," Yan Hao patted her face lightly, unable to open her eyes, and he still had to hold on.
"No," Qi You'er shook her head and hugged his arm. "I'm here to accompany you, and I want you to know that no matter how late it is, you are not alone." She opened her eyes vigorously, very seriously
As she said that, she knew that she could not let him put down the official documents, so she could accompany him the most.
A person at night is very lonely.
"Okay," Yan Hao kissed her forehead, hugged his wife with one hand and looked at the official document with the other. Although his face was impermanent, who knew that the softest part in his heart was deeply pricked.
Next. By chance, he would lower his head and look at Qi Youer who was already asleep.
The emotions in the eyebrows and eyes became deeper and the meaning became stronger.
Every time this time, he always thanks God. He gave him such a wife. She was greedy for money but was not greedy, and she was scheming but was sensible. The most important thing is that her heart for him sometimes hurts him.
"Follower," he hugged the woman in his arms tightly, his gentle face shining with a bright jade-like brilliance, and had long since disappeared.
When Qi You'er woke up, Yan Hao had already gone to court. She sat up and said she felt very uncomfortable about it. It was not good to work for the emperor, the salary was not high, and there was no holiday yet, so she treated her husband as a few people.
I don't know if I'm going to give some bonuses.
She complained so much that she felt comfortable, and she was about to work.
She jumped out of bed and must issue the scale today.
In the palace, Yan Hao closed his eyes and pondered. The civil and military officials in the court said things that had nothing to do with the government. It was relaxed. When Emperor Kuro sat on his dragon throne, he was much quieter. After the matter was handled, Emperor Kuro looked at it very curiously.
Give Yan Hao a glance.
"Yan Hao, I heard that your wife dug several deep trenches in your prime minister's mansion, but I don't know what it is for?"
Yan Hao smiled slightly, his expression still remained unmoved. "She can do whatever she wants, but I haven't paid attention to it."
Emperor Gui stroked his eyebrows, "Why haven't you ever seen me so indulge in Fangning?"
Yan Hao's smile was still in his eyes, "Prince, she is my wife."
"Oh," Emperor Gui opened the ending of this word, and always didn't like Yan Hao's marriage to Qi You'er.
Such an ordinary-looking woman always feels wronged when she matches Yan Hao. She used to feel that she was so smart, but now she seems to be just a troublemaker.
"Yan Hao, you should also take care of her," Emperor Dali held up his chin and shook his head, "If you continue like this, you will be laughed at."
A glauze-like color flashed in Yan Hao's eyes, "Is that so? I don't care if I am laughed at, as long as she likes it."
Emperor Gui ate a soft nail and snorted softly. He didn't listen to him now. At that time, Yan Hao should not regret it.
At this time, in the harem, a group of concubines sat together, some embroidered flowers, some slapped butterflies, and some recited poems. Their faces were so harmonious that they were in harmony. I don’t know how many times they had competed behind their backs, their faces, clothes, and their talents were learned.
There are so few people in this palace for entertainment. These women are idle. What else can they say without saying this?
"Friend Wu, I heard that your sister dug up the entire prime minister's mansion. Is this vegetable ready?" Rui Fei opened her red lips lightly and smiled so charmingly. She said this in secret, pointing to Qi Zuoer's identity.
Gao, but just a farmer girl.
Qi Zuoer looked ordinary, "This?" She thought, "If my sister wants to know, she can go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see it. My brother-in-law really loves my girl, let her do whatever she wants. If it is changed to
I’m afraid others won’t be able to protect her true nature.”
This is said without any thorns. Everyone is laughing at each other. However, everyone feels a little comfortable. Concubine Rui has a grudge against Qi Zuoer, and she hates Qi Zuoer as a civilian.
She can become a concubine with the same status as her, especially now there is a brother-in-law like Yan Hao. There is a young man who is more than a dozen first-rank officials, not to mention that there are not so many first-rank officials in this court.
Qi Youer knew nothing about what happened in the palace. She was focusing on her improved toilet. She was busy from morning to night. She drew drawings and designed routes. The people in the mansion were also stunned.
She directed a large group of people to dig up the prime minister's mansion and then fill it up. She was smarter and knew to avoid the flowers and plants, design the route, and go around the corner.
The sewer is now good, but this material is a bit troublesome. After all, it is not modern and there is no ready-made one to buy. Although she is not a person who pursues perfection, since it has been time-consuming and labor-intensive for so long. This last step
If she didn't cook well, she might not even be able to eat.
So she took out a lot of money and found someone to use porcelain to make toilets, some squat and some sitting.
She was worried that they would not meet her requirements. Naturally, she didn't have many requirements, as long as it could be used.
When the burned thing was placed in front of her, she was simply amazed. Who said that the ancient technology was underdeveloped? It looks like handicrafts. This style is not much different from modern times, and it is much more exquisite than modern times.
However, these things cannot be reached by the elegant hall, and she still feels that she is a bit wasteful.
It took her a lot of effort to install these, but finally, when her patience was almost exhausted, these were finally ready. She tried it and it was really good. She was also a good person.
The outside of the toilet was sorted out and divided into men and women, just like a modern public toilet. Because there are many people in the prime minister's house, she divided into ten grids, and there were doors on it, even men and women.
The signs are all modern in terms of anti-efficiency. Otherwise, few of these servants can read, and it will be embarrassing if they go wrong.