"Why don't you tell Concubine Xian about this kind of thing?" Ming Zhao hated corrupt officials the most. He didn't expect that even a small dining room in the harem would dare to corrupt!
Wen Xiaotu cursed, it was strange that Concubine Xian would take care of it! But she did not have the courage to report Concubine Xian's condition, so she lowered her head and said: "How dare I bother Concubine Xian for such a trivial matter? Concubine is a soft-spoken person, and the North Kitchen is just
If you want 'warm stove money', just give me twenty taels of silver every month."
Just think of it as being broken and avoiding disaster.
Ming Zhao frowned, "I remember, the annual salary for a talented person is only one hundred and twenty taels." - In this case, wouldn't all the salary I gave go into the pockets of the dog slaves in the kitchen?!
Even if this is the case, it is far from enough. You even have to pay for it out of your own pocket?!
Thinking of this, Ming Zhao couldn't help but get furious. Twenty taels a month? The salary of a fourth-grade beauty is no more than that! These silverfish! They are not afraid of dying!
Seeing that the emperor was already angry, Wen Xiaotu not only did not persuade the emperor to calm down, but instead added fuel to the fire: "Not only the concubines, but also the other concubines in the Beigong also gave more or less money to warm the stove." - It's just that.
The remaining concubines were young and beautiful, and would have the opportunity to be favored in the future, so they did not dare to ask for too much for the dining room.
Ming Zhao was so angry that his nose almost turned crooked, "Warmth, stove, money?! I didn't know there was such evil in the palace?!"
Wen Xiaotu secretly thought, very good, very good. The angrier the emperor is, the more ruthless he will punish him! This emperor is a scornful master. Previously, even the Helan family was demoted to a commoner and kicked out of the palace.
Well, what does the mere north kitchen mean? Even when the pot is served, I'm afraid His Majesty the Emperor won't even blink an eye!
Ming Zhao gritted his teeth: "Go on, what else has been deducted?"
Wen Xiaotu thought about it carefully, but she didn't pay much attention to other places. "Tea leaves... seem to have not been delivered since the concubine was disfigured."
Moreover, Xin Zhaorong gave her a pound of Jiuqu red plums, which was enough for her to drink for a few days.
"I did send some silk and satin clothing materials, probably half of them." Wen Xiaotu was not sure, and quickly said: "But these concubines don't care."
Ming Zhao didn't know what to say for a moment. The pleats of her skirt were tangled. Could it be that Mrs. Wen didn't notice it at all?!
"Don't you want to drink tea or make new clothes?" Ming Zhao couldn't help but ask.
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly said: "The Queen Mother gave me jasmine tea earlier, and I drank it only a few days ago. Today, Xin Zhaorong gave me a pound of nine-bend red plums as a gift."
Ming Zhao thought to himself that his mother was very kind to Mr. Wen before, but it was a pity that Mr. Wen was disfigured and useless. In the eyes of his mother, he was like an abandoned son.
As for the Xin family... Ming Zhao knows that the Xin family is not bad-minded, but unfortunately she is too noisy and does not know how to measure, and she always wants to seduce me!
"As for the new clothes -" Wen Xiaotu muttered in a low voice, "Sending them to the embroidery courtyard to make new clothes is also a matter of money. The concubine brought a lot of clothes with her when she entered the palace, and there is no shortage of summer clothes."
How dare the Embroidery Court ask for bribes?! Emperor Ming Zhao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
In fact, Hongguo's female celebrities are pretty good, but that girl is already busy enough on weekdays, and Wen Xiaotu really can't bear to add any more hard work to her.
Wen Xiaotu sighed: "It is common in the palace to be favored and to be favored by others, so Yu Mei desperately wants to be favored. Even if it is not for farewell, it is just to make life a little easier."
She can actually understand wanting to compete for favor, but catching and biting anyone is going too far.
Ming Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want to be favored by me?"
Wen Xiaotu's eyes widened, he instinctively shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly added: "Concubine, I still have self-awareness!"
Is the darkness in Mingzhao's eyes really just because of his self-awareness?
"That's all, I know everything. Just step back." Ming Zhao waved his sleeves.
Wen Xiaotu breathed a sigh of relief. She hurriedly stretched herself out and was about to leave when she suddenly thought that she was not too short when she came in... In the eyes of others, she was enough to do something.
She hurriedly said cautiously: "Your Majesty, can you please stop recording the records in the guest room?"
The depths of Mingzhao's eyes suddenly became dark and dark, "Why don't you want to record it?"
Wen Xiaotu said sarcastically: "Because I didn't sleep with my concubine in the first place... Why do I need to lie?"
Ming Zhao choked, committing fraud?! Why is this Wen so irritating?!
Wen Xiaotu shrank her nose and said, "Your Majesty, did I say something wrong again?" - She really didn't mean it! She was just thinking that she didn't go to bed in the first place, so isn't it natural to not keep records?
Ming Zhao said coldly: "You have to think about the consequences of not keeping records!"
Of course Wen Xiaotu understood that he would be ridiculed if he went to His Majesty the Emperor's palace after being tipped off, but failed to do so and returned with the jade intact.
"It's better to be laughed at than to be hated." Wen Xiaotu said weakly.
Ming Zhao's expression changed several times, this Wen... was too timid!
Wen Xiaotu said cautiously again: "Your Majesty, can you not keep records?"
Ming Zhao said angrily: "Back off!"
Wen Xiaotu pursed his lips and did not dare to ask further: "Yes, I am resigning."
Wen Xiaotu walked out of His Majesty the Emperor's Imperial Study Room with a bitter look. Qiu Shuang, the dormitory manager, looked at her and couldn't help showing pity. She quickly said softly: "Talented man, I will take you to the side hall to rest."
Qiu Shuang's heart was full of love and pity. This gentle and talented person was so pitiful. Her face was disfigured. The emperor still wanted to treat her like this. It was so unfortunate that she was summoned. How humiliating.
The harem is not easy, Atu sighed, can we not keep records?? I can’t give an accurate answer!
Aunt Qiu Shuang led her to the West Side Hall. This is where the concubines rest after sleeping. Yes, the concubines are not qualified to spend the night with His Majesty the Emperor.
The side hall is spacious and brand new, at least it is much better decorated than her Yanqing Hall.
Wen Xiaotu touched his belly, tugged on Grandma Qiu Shuang's sleeves, and whispered: "Grandma..."
Aunt Qiu Shuang's face was full of concern: "If you have any other instructions, young master, just tell me."
Wen Xiaotu whispered: "I'm... a little hungry."
Qiu Shuang:...What??
"Are there any midnight snacks?" Wen Xiaotu asked sheepishly.
Aunt Qiu Shuang forced out a smile and said, "Yes, please wait a moment."
In the imperial study room of Sheng'an Palace, Emperor Ming Zhao called Liang Kunyu and said, "Tell the Jingshi Room that there is no need to keep records."
Liang Kunyu was shocked. Although the emperor certainly did not favor Wen Cairen, if he did not keep records, wouldn't this Wen Cairen become the laughing stock of the harem? Oh, how pitiful.
Mingzhao's face turned dark, that was what she asked for!!
"Go and check the Beishin room, the tea warehouse, the satin warehouse, and the embroidery courtyard for me. Is it possible that the concubines are being lazy and deducting money if they don't reward you with silver?" Ming Zhao ordered coldly. Although the Wen family did not dare to deceive the emperor.
, but I can’t hear what Wen is saying after all, so it’s better to conduct a thorough investigation and confirm.
Liang Kunyu hurriedly responded "Yes" and thought to himself, what's the point of saying that! If you don't give a reward to a low-status little master who is not favored, how will anyone care about him?
Emperor Mingzhao's face turned even darker. A bunch of dog slaves, damn bastards!
