On the other side, Mr. Shu Mulu walked halfway and saw Qian Moduo, the deputy director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, scolding several eunuchs sternly. One of the eunuchs was holding something in his hand.
"Come on, come and have a look." Following Shu Mulu's words, Ruliu and Yushan hurriedly helped her over. As they got closer, Qian Moduo's voice became clearer, "How do you guys do things?"
, knowing that there was only half a month left, yet he broke the auspicious clothes that the empress was going to wear during the canonization ceremony."
The little eunuchs were scolded so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads. After a while, one of them carefully raised his head and said, "General Manager, can you do one more thing?"
"Do one more thing?" Qian Moduo's voice was louder than before, and he scolded: "Not to mention the lack of time, what should I do with the extra money? Will I deduct it from you? I'm afraid I will deduct it until you die.
Not enough! Also, if the emperor finds out about this matter, your reputation will not be saved."
The little eunuch's hands holding the clothes trembled uncontrollably. He knelt down and said with a sad face: "Then... what should I do? I don't want to die. I have to save my slave!"
As soon as he knelt down, others also knelt down and said, "Master, have mercy. The slaves have realized their mistake. I beg you to be merciful and save the slaves."
"Oh, you are really in trouble." After scolding him like this, Qian Moduo said: "That's it, I'll go find the editors and see if they can remedy it. If not, I can only report the truth to the emperor."
The so-called tailor is the person who is responsible for making clothes in the palace.
, also known as palace tailoring. If the people in front of you are not used to it on weekdays, and all of them disappear all of a sudden, it will be inconvenient to do things. Qian Moduo is too lazy to bother with this, and if he wants the tailors to help repair the clothes, he will inevitably have to
It makes me heartbroken just thinking about it.
After hearing the general idea, Mrs. Shumulu opened her red lips slightly and said, "Manager Qian, which empress is going to perform the canonization ceremony?"
Only then did Qian Moduo realize that Mr. Shu Mulu was standing not far behind him, and he quickly stepped forward and said, "I'm paying my respects to Mr. Hui Gui."
Mrs. Shumulus walked over and picked up the clothes from the tray. It was a fragrant auspicious suit. The collar and sleeves were both azurite, with gold pieces and mink edges. The clothes were embroidered with layers of gold threads, but one of them was embroidered with dragons.
Several golden threads on the walking dragon were broken, making it look extremely abrupt.
The color of fragrance is the color used to register concubines. Could it be...
Thinking like this, he said calmly: "Manager Qian hasn't answered my question yet. Who is the concubine? Could it be?"
Qian Moduo hesitated for a moment and said, "I am speaking to you, noble Qian. Concubine Xi has ordered the servants to prepare things for the canonization ceremony." Sooner or later, they will know about this matter, and besides, Concubine Xi has not communicated with him.
Say, don't mention it to others.
Sure enough, it was her... Shu Mulu's pupils shrank, the coldness flashed across his eyes, and in an instant he had a smile on his face, "That's really congratulations to Mr. Qian."
"Everything was going smoothly at first, but these little guys were careless and damaged the Jifu. I was about to send it back to the tailor to see if it could be repaired."
Shu Mulu stroked the slightly prickly Jifu, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, she asked: "Is it just this place?" After Qian Moduo nodded, she said: "If that's the case, I'll try to patch it up."
Well, it should be repairable and save you running around."
Qian Modao was overjoyed and sent it to the court. If they refused to help with the private remedy and reported the matter to the emperor, he would be in trouble.
Thinking like this, he quickly knelt down and said, "Master Hui is so kind to me, and I can't thank you enough."
Seeing him like this, Mrs. Shumulus covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's just a replacement piece of clothing. It's not a big favor. I'll ask Ruliu to send you the clothes in a few days."
Qian Moduo thanked her profusely and handed the clothes to Ruliu with his own hands. He then said to Shu Mulu with saliva on his face, "Please ask Mr. Hui to keep this matter a secret."
"Okay, I won't tell the emperor." Shu Mulu's answer made Qian Moduo lose his last trace of worry. After thanking him many times, he led the young eunuchs away.
After returning to her residence, Shu Mulu said: "Yushan, go get the needle and thread."
Yushan saw that her expression was wrong and whispered: "Master, why don't you let the slaves make up for it? You are tired after walking for such a long time. Sit down and rest for a while."
Shumulus smiled reluctantly and said: "Don't I know your sewing skills? You can usually make a few clothes, but when it comes to repairing the damage on the Jifu, it's still far behind." Seeing that Yushan still wanted to speak, she waved and said.
: "Okay, go get the things."
Ru Liu winked at Yushan and told her to go quickly. Yushan didn't dare to say anything, so she went down and got a needle and thread. Shu Mululu picked a thin gold thread from it and tried to pass it through the eye of the needle, but she didn't know it.
He tried several times without success, and in the end his hands started to tremble. Ruliu saw that the situation was wrong and whispered: "Why don't you let me put it on for you?"
Mrs. Shumulu didn't even look at her and scolded: "I don't have any eyes for you, so I don't need you to bother me!"
"But..." When Ru Liu was about to persuade her again, Shu Mulu said in a more serious tone: "Why, you don't even listen to me?"
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Liu withdrew knowingly. After trying for a long time without success, Shu Mulu slapped the needle and thread on the table and said sternly: "Ms. Liu bullied me, and now even this needle and thread is bullying me."
,Damn it!”
"Master, please calm down..." As soon as Liu finished speaking these words, Mrs. Shumulu suddenly stood up, stared at her and said, "How do you want me to calm down my anger? That wise man Liu has obviously received the emperor's permission to confer him the title of
Concubine, but she is still in front of me
By saying those hypocritical words, she was simply mocking me for not being as good as her." In fact, it was only a matter of time before Mrs. Liu gave birth to two elder brothers, and it was only a matter of time before she was given the title of concubine. Mrs. Shu Mulu had known this for a long time, but recalling Mrs. Liu's words, she
I couldn't get angry at all.
"When the time comes, she will lead Bu Yao up high, and I will bow down to her, and then call her a humble concubine!" When talking about this, Mrs. Shumulus became even more angry, her nostrils slightly flared, and her chest kept rising and falling, "Before,
She also said that she would give one of her brothers to me to raise, but now she hasn’t said a word about it."
Ruliu listened quietly, and after she had finished speaking, Fang said: "Qiangui is not a good person in the first place. It is not worth it for the master to be so angry because of her."
Mrs. Shumulu stood there without saying a word. After a long time, she suddenly stretched out her hand and said, "Bring the walking stick." When Yushan handed the white jade walking stick decorated with pearls into her hand, she raised her hand.
He was about to throw it to the ground, but it was as tight as a willow tree.
"Master, no, Bu Yao is a gift from the Emperor. Deliberately destroying the gift is a capital crime! And think about it, if noble Qian makes a fuss about this matter and makes a fuss in front of the Emperor,