The emperor turned and told the eunuch Liang Kunyu who was standing beside him: "Go and get ten pieces of brocade and a handful of southern pearls, and give them to the virtuous concubine."
"Yes!" Liang Kunyu quickly agreed.
Wen Xiaotu: What about me?! Please, don’t leave me out!
Wen Xiaotu roared in his heart.
Concubine Xian felt a little disappointed, but then she thought that some reward would be better than nothing, so she quickly blessed her body again and said Yingying: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
As she said this, Concubine Xian couldn't help but glance at Wen Cairen, who was covered with a light gauze on her side, and thought to herself: Why is it that only this palace is being rewarded? But not the Wen family?
Ming Zhao glanced at Concubine Xian's thoughts and Mrs. Wen's overly obvious eyes, and snorted inwardly, "Don't worry, I won't forget Mrs. Wen's contribution."
Ming Zhao raised his eyes and stared at Mrs. Wen's impatient eyes, and said calmly: "As for Mr. Wen, he has suffered some grievances since he entered the palace. Now he has served his mother with merit..."
Ming Zhao turned to look at the Queen Mother, and said in an understatement: "Why don't we just make the Wen family a beauty?"
As soon as these words came out, several people present looked shocked.
Wen Xiaotu was shocked, Mom, I got promoted?!
Oh my god, a fourth-grade beauty?!
My father, Zhizhou Wenqi, was only of the fifth rank!
She is only seventeen years old now, and she is actually in the fourth grade!
Although the emperor's concubines had little real power, their salaries were very generous! The beauty's annual salary alone was two hundred and forty taels, which was twice as much as that of the talented man!!
Although everything in Beigong has been renovated by the emperor now, she basically doesn't need to spend extra money on things, and she doesn't have to worry about being deducted from the expenses! But, who would have too much money?
Moreover, after being promoted, not only the salary and money will increase, but also all aspects of food, clothing, and necessities will be upgraded to a higher level!
The Queen Mother was shocked for a long time before she slowly came back to her senses. She nodded slowly: "These are all trivial matters. As long as the emperor likes it, I can promote anyone to the throne." - What happened to the emperor? It can't be true.
Are you attracted to Wenshi?
When Wen Xiaotu saw this, he quickly curtsied and saluted solemnly: "Concubine, thank the Emperor and Queen Mother for your kindness!" - First, thank you quickly and finalize the promotion! Mmm~
Ming Zhao couldn't help but curse: You are quite impatient! Although I can't hear this Wen's voice, her thoughts are clearly written on her face!
The Concubine Xian looked at Wen Cairen who was happy to express her gratitude, ah no, she is Wen Meiren now. Although she still only held the position of a concubine, the emperor had not promoted the concubines in the harem for many years. She was given the position of Concubine Xian.
She was granted the title when Jinyan was one year old. In total, she has been in the position of Concubine Xian for six years.
When can I move my seat? I don’t dare to ask for the position of noble concubine. Even if it is just a Shu concubine or a virtuous concubine, it is still much better than the Xian concubine who is the last of the four concubines.
Ming Zhao snorted in his heart, he didn't even become a good concubine, so he was thinking about Concubine Jin Shu, Concubine De?! If it wasn't to make Jinyan look good, I really don't think Lin is qualified to be a concubine.
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Ming Zhao said calmly: "Wen Mei, please follow me to Qian'an Palace to serve the pen and ink."
Wen Xiaotu was speechless, and he was still serving pen and ink?
Although she was very reluctant to contribute, she also knew that she had just been promoted and the big boss was giving orders, so she could never say "no", so she had to rush to say "yes".
Ming Zhao's face darkened several times. What does your reluctant look mean? Are you wronged by serving my pen and ink?!
The Queen Mother's face was full of kindness: "It's a good time to serve the emperor."
Wen Xiaotu quickly and obediently said "yes" and followed the emperor all the way to Qian'an Palace.
It's still the familiar Sheng'an Temple, still the familiar Imperial Study Room, still so quiet.
Wen Xiaotu looked at the familiar inkstone and the familiar red ink, and she whispered: "Why doesn't the emperor keep eunuch Momo?" - Why must Mao have to use me?!
Ming Zhao's expression turned even worse now, "Why, Miss Wen doesn't want to grind ink for me?"
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly forced out a flattering smile, "How could it be? What I mean is that the eunuch's craftsmanship in polishing ink must be better than that of the concubine."
Mingzhao snorted coldly in his heart again: Why do you need to say that?!
Seeing the disdainful look on the emperor's dark face, Wen Xiaotu wished he could drop the square of red ink in his hand. Do you dislike me? Why don't you let me grind the ink?!
Ming Zhao said calmly: "I don't like the crowds and noise."
Wen Xiaotu was speechless for three seconds. The people in front of the emperor were all holding their breath and concentrating. Where is the noise? This emperor is so turtle-haired!
Wen Xiaotu smiled hurriedly and made a suggestion, "If the emperor likes peace and quiet, you can ask the ink-grinding eunuch to grind the red ink outside and put it in a small bottle and bring it in!" - You don't know how to use ink directly?
Ming Zhao was stunned for a moment, yes, why didn’t I think of that?
Wen Xiaotu was speechless and choked. In other words, in this era, there is indeed no ready-made ink. To be precise, even in modern times, fastidious people still get an inkstone and make ink on the spot when needed. It is said that this has the best quality and can be sharpened. The ink that comes out doesn't seem to be as good after being left out for a long time.
As for the finished ink, there should be additional things added to prevent the ink from settling.
Wen Xiaotu touched his chin, "ink..." This is a way to make money, maybe he can try it.
Nitrogen needs to be researched, and she doesn't know exactly what to add.
Wen Xiaotu's eyes suddenly brightened, "Your Majesty, don't you think grinding ink is too troublesome? Can't you think of a way to let the craftsmen directly make ink for use, which is convenient and quick, and also saves money on buying an inkstone!"
Ming Zhao frowned: "The ink won't be usable if it's been left out for a long time!"
Wen Xiaotu nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, so something must be added to the ink to prevent the ink from settling."
Ming Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a thing?"
Wen Xiaotu said with determination: "Of course there is!"
"What is that?" Ming Zhao looked at Wen who looked very interested.
Wen Xiaotu said sarcastically: "I don't know yet, I need specialized people to study this."
Ming Zhao:……
Wen Xiaotu: Hey! What kind of expression are you making? What I said is true! You can really make ink!
Ming Zhao waved his hand and said helplessly: "If you don't want to grind ink, just go out and ask the eunuch to grind a bottle of ink."
Wen Xiaotu was annoyed, this emperor seemed not interested in the ink business at all! It seemed that she had to find another partner.
Sighing regretfully, he had no choice but to sneak out to deliver the message.
After a while, she came in with an exquisite blue and white porcelain jade ewer and spring vase, opened the cork, and poured a little red ink onto His Majesty's dry inkstone.
The red ink was even in color and suitable in shade. The emperor dipped his fill of ink and lightly scraped the pen twice. He couldn't help but nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."--it was indeed much better than Wen's.
