Chapter 286 My purse is broken, give it to Wu Meiren
Lihua regretted telling Zhang Defa to let Lu Jieyu go.
I don’t know if she’s in a daze or something, but he’s been following her furtively these past two days.
Lihua finally had some free time and did not stay in Zhuangning Palace all day.
But no matter where she went, Lu Jieyu's master and servant all looked for opportunities to follow her, leaving Lihua speechless.
With the clumsy tracking methods of those two people, it was difficult for Lihua to pretend to be blind.
On the way back from the library, Zhichun asked if he wanted to expose the two of them.
Lihua shook her head, "No need, there's no point in exposing them. Lu Jieyu and I insist on following. They didn't open the palace road, and they can't stop them if they follow.
Just follow, it doesn’t matter.
Lihua took some time to go to the library these past two days to find out what the eagle was carved on.
She read through the history of this dynasty and found only some information related to eagles.
Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Wu Chiyou raised an eagle and fought with him in the north and south, achieving great military exploits.
Other than that, nothing particularly useful has been found.
In the past two days, the monster has not come, but his shadow is everywhere, and his presence is very strong.
On the first night, Zhang Defa came to Tingli Courtyard in a low-key manner and carried a box of ornaments.
Zhichun felt embarrassed when he saw the dead eunuch, but when the box was opened, Zhichun looked very kind.
Who can bear to look coldly at someone who comes to give money, especially when the decorations in the box are dazzling and dizzying.
Zhang Defa beamed with joy and said: "Master Wu, Long live the Lord is busy with government affairs and cannot come here in person. He said that the furnishings in your palace are too simple, so he specially ordered his servant to bring some."
As he spoke, he carefully took out a piece of letterhead from his arms: "This is for you, Lord Long Live."
There were ripples in Lihuaxin Lake, and he thanked Zhang Defa and expressed his joy reservedly.
She took the letter and opened it, and saw a few words written vigorously on it: "Sir, please don't read it."
Lihua wanted to laugh, but after Zhang Defa left, she folded the letter and cursed in a low voice: "Who will miss you? It's a beautiful thought."
Zhichun looked like it was the Chinese New Year, his face flushed with excitement. He and Zhidong counted the number of ornaments, registered them in the warehouse, and then Xiao Zuozi and Xiao Shunzi carried them to the warehouse to put them away.
Hearing this, Lihua said: "You don't have to put them away, just put them all out."
Of course, the things given by big leaders should be displayed in a generous and generous manner, so that when the leaders come, they will feel comfortable and happy, and they will be rewarded more in the future.
Moreover, Lihua has seen it, and every item in the box is given to her based on what she needs.
He even paid attention to the vacant space on a flower shelf in Lihua and gave a bonsai made of multi-colored gemstones. It was so lifelike that you could smell the fragrance of the flowers from a distance.
Zhichun's eyes lit up: "Master, these gems can be picked out. If we have to remove them all, I don't know how many hairpins we can make."
Lihua tapped her head: "Everything is stamped and registered. All we have is the right to use it."
If it is broken or lost, you have to apologize.
Lihua muttered: "The pear flower hairpin clearly didn't have the imperial mark, so why are these ones stamped?"
A fly in the ointment!~
So, the thing is a good thing, but it is like a mirror in the mirror. It’s a pleasure to look at it.
Moreover, the ornaments are too big and inconvenient to carry.
From this point of view, Lihua found that she still liked the things that Wu Xue stole back, not the things made by the emperor.
When one day it is time to pack up and leave, those things can be secretly hidden and sold to support the family.
Of course, Lihua just thought about it. She was very happy that the monster was so busy and didn't forget to promise her, and he was so attentive.
The emperor of Cangchen Palace didn't know that Lihua was so practical, nor did he know that she had even thought of packing up and running away.
Yuchi Gong was busy until late at night, when he remembered to ask Zhang Defa: "How did she react?"
Zhang Defa replied with a smile: "Master Wu is very happy and asked me to convey her joy to you."
Yuchi paused respectfully and looked at Zhang Defa: "No more?" Just a few polite words?
Zhang Defa hesitated and asked tentatively: "What else do you want, Long live the Lord?" He didn't understand.
Yuchi Gong was speechless and a little unhappy.
He told the little thief not to think about it, but he really didn’t think about it, and didn’t even reply to the note?
Yuchi Gong was not happy anymore, so he took off the Yuebai Pouch from his waist, wrote an identical letter and handed it to Zhang Defa. Yun Danfeng said lightly: "I will hand over my broken pouch to Wu Meiren tomorrow night."
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It's time to pay off the little thief's debt.
Zhang Defa was shocked. The emperor's purse was broken. How could he not know?
How could this happen? They committed a crime of negligence.
After receiving the pouch, Zhang Defa looked left and right, and no matter how many times he checked, he found nothing bad.
He asked carefully: "Long live my Lord, the purse is not broken. If you don't like it, can I replace it with another one?"
Yuchi Gong gave him a displeased look, this slave was getting stupider and stupider.
Zhang Defa felt blessed in his heart for a moment, and immediately said: "Oh, my eyes are stupid. They are broken and worn out. I heard that Master Wu is an excellent embroiderer. How about I ask her for advice tomorrow night?"
Yuchi nodded in approval and waved with his big hand: "Stay back. If Hu Feifei and Wu Xue come back, they will send word immediately."
"Yes."
Zhang Defa walked outside the palace. Amidst the confusion of a group of young eunuchs, he took the pouch and recited sins while wreaking havoc.
The next night, Zhang Defa came again, and this time he brought a box of jewelry.
The moment the box was opened, the room was filled with jewels, and the jewelry sparkled under the candlelight.
Lihua felt that she should take back her thoughts last night.
Although the imperial objects are of no use, they are so beautiful that they are like sugar-coated cannonballs, one after another, making people unable to resist.
Lihua looked at the jewelry, hairpins, hairpins, hairpins, earrings, bracelets, etc., none of them were over-the-counter, but the exquisite and unique workmanship of the materials could be seen in each piece.
The enchanting aesthetic is incomparable, and every piece is delivered to her heart.
Lihua felt that she was about to be corrupted, so she forgot about the things Wu Xue took back.
As usual, she expressed her great joy at the emperor's kindness.
Lihua looked at Zhang Defa with eager eyes and no intention of leaving. She seemed to encourage her to talk more, so she picked up a few more items and commented a few words.
Zhang Defa feels relieved. Master Wu has responded to the jewelry, and half of the work has been accomplished.
He took out the moon white lotus bag and handed it to Lihua together with the letter. He said with a sad face: "Master Wu, this lotus bag belongs to the Long Live Lord. Do you think it can be saved?"
Lihua didn't know why. When she took it, she saw that the pouch was almost falling apart.
There are several holes and rips on it, several embroidery patterns are worn and torn, and silk has been drawn out in many places.
What kind of genius can wear a purse like this!
Zhang Defa told lies with his eyes open, saying that the money bag was gnawed by rats, which was all due to his negligence, and that the spare money bag was also gnawed by rats.
The embroiderers in the Weaving Bureau are all rushing to make new autumn clothes, but they are afraid that they will not be able to finish it in a while.
He pinched his thigh, twitched his mouth, and said with a sad face that Long live the Lord has no money to use, and he deserves to die!