After personally sending Lu Jieyu out of the ceremony gate of Yanqing Hall, Wen Xiaotu began to ponder the value of the Ruyi Hetian Biyu.
The color of spinach green is very strong, the transparency is average, and the luster is good. Wen Xiaotu doesn't know much about jewelry, so he can't estimate its specific value. But such a large piece of Hetian jasper should be worth a lot of money.
Well, I decided to stuff it into the mustard space and consider saving it for the next life.
To others, money is something external to the body, and it will not be taken with it until death.
But she is different!
There are still so many things stored in her past life in her mustard space - unfortunately there are no valuable things.
But in this life, she is the emperor's concubine after all. She estimates that she should be able to save some valuable jewelry. If she is reincarnated in a bad posture and does not join a wealthy family, she will have the savings from her previous life to avoid being hungry and cold.
die.
Moreover, maybe she can travel back to the modern world in her next life!
Jewelry, no matter in ancient or modern times, is the most valuable thing because of its scarcity and beauty.
She told Hongguo that she wanted to play with the jasper herself, so she didn't ask it to be put into the warehouse, but put it into her own small warehouse.
Unfortunately, the space of Mustard Seed is too small to hold many things, and most of the space is taken up by the clutter from her previous life.
Closing your eyes, you can clearly feel the miscellaneous gadgets in Xiaojiezi's space, including a small medicine box, a stack of mineral water, some cosmetics, a small tent dedicated to camping in the wild and a military shovel.
There was a big bag of grains, oils, rice and noodles, and fruit snacks that she purchased from the supermarket - ah no, she had already eaten the fruit snacks, and only the plastic packaging bags were left - after all, we couldn't litter these non-biodegradable garbage in ancient times, and other things.
I don’t know if it can be used as a useful gadget.
The bucket of peanut oil and the bag of Northeastern rice really took up too much space. I thought of ways to use it when I had the chance, but if it didn't work, I had to throw it away. But there was no need to waste it for the time being. The air in her small space had long been used.
By draining it dry and in a vacuum environment, the shelf life is also greatly extended, so you don’t have to worry about deterioration for a while.
Besides, she doesn't have many precious things to store in it.
After tidying up her small space, she took out the nearly empty bottle of whitening and spot-removing essence, applied it all over her face, and then applied a layer of super expensive night cream. Only then did Wen Xiaotu fall asleep peacefully.
The next morning, after having breakfast, Wen Xiaotu went to Zhaohua Palace to express his gratitude.
The hot summer has arrived, and there is a huge celadon vat in the main hall of Zhaohua Palace. The vat is filled with white ice cubes and is emitting the slightest chill.
Xin Zhaorong was shaking a round fan in his hand. He was listless. When he saw Wen Meiren approaching to say hello, he felt a little energetic. "It's too hot today."
Wen Xiaotu glanced at the vat of ice cubes next to him, and then looked at Xin Zhaorong, who was wearing a sky blue thin silk jacket with sleeves and a horse-faced skirt with floral gauze. They were all made of light and breathable materials. It looked like Xin Zhaorong was very scared.
hot.
Wen Xiaotu responded hurriedly: "Yes, it was quite cool yesterday, but today it's suddenly so hot."
Xin Zhaorong was so hot that she didn't even want to move, "By the way, I heard from Lu Jieyu that you want to come and live in Zhaohua Palace?"
Wen Xiaotu blessed his body again, "Yes, I hope Empress Zhaorong will give her permission."
Xin Zhaorong nodded. Lu Jieyu had already explained the reason to her in detail. Xin Zhaorong was too hot to talk, so he said: "It will be cooler some other time. Let's go to the Queen Mother to ask for permission."——
Not long ago, Wen Meiren served the Queen Mother and paid homage to the Buddha. I believe the Queen Mother would give her permission.
Xin Zhaorong then pointed to the chair on the right side of the Luohan couch and said, "Sit down and drink some herbal tea."
Wen Xiaotu looked embarrassed and whispered: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not appropriate for me to use cold water today." - Her aunt is here!
They were all women, so Xin Zhaorong didn't understand. She nodded and asked the palace maid Ming Chan to serve him a cup of warm tea.
There was plenty of ice in Wen Xiaotu's palace, so she didn't feel the heat at all. She drank the tea slowly and felt that her mouth was fragrant. Just as she was about to ask about Lu Jieyu's well-being, Xiao Yuanbao, the eunuch in charge of her palace, came in a hurry.
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"Master, please go back quickly. Liang Wanguan, Eunuch Liang is here. He said that the emperor summoned you to serve Bi Mo!"
Wen Xiaotu felt strange: Serving pen and ink again?
Xin Zhaorong, who was leaning on the Luohan couch, was not jealous, but showed a look of pity. It was a hot day, and Wen Meiren had to polish the ink for the emperor after the moon letter came.
Xin Zhaorong also served the emperor's pen and ink. It was boring and his hands were sore. It was not an easy job.
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly stood up and blessed Xin Zhaorong, "I'll take my leave now."
After being urged by the emperor, the Construction Office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was very quick this time. It sent the ceremonial hat used by the Helan family early in the morning, and Yongxiang also dispatched a group of palace maids and eunuchs early in the morning.
Therefore, Wen Xiaotu could take a shoulder carriage to Qian'an Palace this time.
It was hot today. People in ancient times wore so many and tight clothes that they would be covered in heat and sweat even after walking a few steps. Moreover, the sun was still scorching, but luckily she was wearing a mask...ah, it was a veil.
Seeing the eunuch carrying the carriage covered in sweat, Wen Xiaotu felt a little unbearable. Alas, she was becoming more and more corrupt, and she looked like a landowner.
After being supported by Liang Wanguan and walking out of the ceremony, Wen Xiaotu raised his eyes and looked at the majestic cornices and brackets of the Sheng'an Hall in the back hall of Qian'an Palace. It was really hot today.
Liang Wanguan, who was as rich as a white steamed bun, had a bit of flattery on his face, "Beauty, be careful of the steps."
Although it is hot outside, as soon as I enter the Sheng'an Palace, I feel cool. I see a huge seawater dragon-patterned vat in the Imperial Study Room. There are mountains of ice in the vat. Oh, this is comparable to Zhaohua Palace.
There is too much ice.
When Wen Xiaotu came closer, he felt the air-conditioning was overwhelming, so he quickly walked around, walked quickly to His Majesty the Emperor, knelt down and said hello.
Emperor Mingzhao asked calmly: "Why are you going to Zhaohua Palace?"
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly said: "Empress Zhaorong gave her a gift yesterday, and I went to express my gratitude. In addition... I also want to move out of Zhaohua Palace."
She didn't cover it up, it wasn't anything shameful anyway.
Ming Zhao was stunned, "You want to go to Xin's palace? Why?"
Wen Xiaotu was speechless, why? He is a fool if he doesn’t report it if he has big legs. Besides, Zhaohua Palace has a small kitchen!!
Wen Xiaotu hurriedly said: "Zhaorong is straightforward, tolerant, gentle and approachable, and I like him very much."
After hearing this, Emperor Mingzhao looked a little strange. It was true that Xin was frank and tolerant, but gentle and approachable was a bit out of line.
Wen Xiaotu looked at the emperor's indescribable expression and suddenly felt a little confused, "The emperor doesn't seem to like Xin Zhaorong very much. I wonder if it's my concubine's imagination?"
Ming Zhao's face turned cold for a moment, "It's not an illusion." - I'm really annoyed with Mrs. Xin!
Wen Xiaotu asked cautiously: "Empress Xin Zhaorong is young, beautiful and has a good temper. Why doesn't the emperor like her?"
Ming Zhao glared at her coldly: "You've talked too much today." - Ms. Xin is also beautiful? She can only be regarded as a middle-aged person. Naturally, I don't mind mediocre looks. What matters is Ms. Xin.
His temperament is really hard to describe!
Wen Xiaotu immediately shrank her neck and said, "Concubine, I'm presumptuous!" She quickly stepped forward, poured a little red ink into His Majesty's inkstone, and then stood aside obediently without saying a word.
