Wen Shaoxue thought about it carefully and realized that what this man said was right. There are little girls who don't like beauty, and there are still little girls like this who are at the age where they should get married.
"Young master, what you said makes sense. Even if I didn't pay attention to these things before when I was concentrating on my studies, now that I have returned home after my studies, it's time to be exposed to these things. Otherwise, it would be unfair to her as a girl."
Zhu Changqing immediately went down the slope: "That's exactly what happened, so I had the courage to bring one back to him first, and asked the girl to help introduce one."
Wen Shaoxue secretly praised in his heart that although he did not remember his sister's birthday, he was indeed a very considerate brother. As he thought, he led him into the cabinet where things were kept.
Zhu Changqing could tell at a glance that these wooden cabinets were well made and made of high-quality sandalwood. It seemed that the shopkeeper was a very generous lady.
"There are four types of rouge here. These two rows are made from red and blue pollen dyed with rouge." She pointed to the bottom two rows, and Zhu Changqing looked disdainful.
"These two rows are dyed with pomegranate juice mixed with rose petals." Wen Shaoxue pointed to the top two rows, and Zhu Changqing shook his head.
"These are dyed with the juice of Shan Yanzhi flower. These can be regarded as the favorite kind of ladies from wealthy families." The rouges Wen Shaoxue pointed to this time can be seen from the box that they are better than the previous ones.
A lot more noble.
Zhu Changqing glanced at it a few times: "Is there another one?"
Wen Shaoxue glanced at him, led him to another place, and pointed to a small row of exquisite and outrageous small boxes: "The last one is made of cotton dyed with purple minerals. Ordinary wealthy families may not be able to afford it.
.”
Zhu Changqing raised his eyebrows and went directly towards the last one: "Of course I want to buy the best for my sister."
Wen Shaoxue smiled: "Okay, next is the color. There are many colors of rouge, and different women will have different preferences. But if you are a little girl like your sister, I suggest you choose a lighter color, such as this
Peach blossom makeup, what do you think?"
Zhu Changqing nodded: "I think so too. I don't know what to call the shopkeeper. I can bring my sister to bother you next time. He will definitely have a lot of questions to ask you!"
Wen Shaoxue blinked: "Of course you are welcome to take care of my business at any time. My surname is Wen."
Zhu Changqing nodded slowly: "Shopkeeper Wen, just wrap the one you just recommended for me. If my sister likes it, she must come here often to ask for advice from Shopkeeper Wen."
Wen Shaoxue felt a little embarrassed: "Young master, you are joking. If that little girl is willing to come and chat with me, I will be very happy."
Zhu Changqing carried Rouge back to the palace. He seemed to be in a good mood. He threw the tightly packed box of Rouge to Yichen who was still lying on the hospital bed: "Take it, the gift I bought for you."
Yichen opened the wrapping paper with anticipation in his heart, but when he saw what was inside, he was silent for a while before speaking: "Your Majesty, what does this mean?"
Although Yichen has always had facial paralysis, it is difficult to see any emotions from his face. It should be said that he rarely has emotions at ordinary times, but Prince Huai guessed that he might not be in a good mood now: "It's nothing, even if I saw it on the street,
I think it's quite exquisite, so I thought about buying it and giving it to you. If you like it, just tell me, and I will buy it for you next time."
Yichen was silent, wrapped the box again, and thanked Zhu Changqing for the reward.
Zhu Changqing touched his chin and looked at his "sister", lost in thought. Does the girl like peach blossom light-colored rouge?
There was also the woman who probably knew Zhu Youjian, and maybe she was also the woman Zhu Youjian fell in love with. However, before she could get close to the palace, Zhu Changqing squinted his eyes while listening to his subordinate's report.
It turns out that you once went to Dali Temple with the emperor's token. Maybe this woman really knows something. The first step now should be to find out the relationship between this company and see if their relationship is what it is.
As close as he guessed?
Zhu Changqing picked up the wrapping paper Yichen dropped on the ground with a strange smile.
"I will stay in the capital, and you lead people to chase the emperor." Zhu Changcheng told King Yi.
For many years, King Yi was used to letting others order and order his work, and he had no sense of princely self-consciousness at all. To be honest, Zhu Changcheng asked him to lead people to chase the emperor. To be honest, he still felt a little guilty.
"Chang Cheng, I think the emperor is not the person you said he is. I think he is quite good. Otherwise, we should try another way..."
Zhu Changcheng rarely agreed with what he said: "Well, I think what King Yi said is right." After saying that, he said with a sad face: "But the emperor has left. He is not in the capital now. You saw it even when he was in the capital.
, he didn’t want to give me an explanation at all.”
King Yi opened his mouth, and when he saw Zhu Changcheng looking lost, he was embarrassed to say whether the other party had made a mistake. Of course, the result of the final discussion was unquestionable, and King Yi still chased the emperor with his men.
"I'm afraid we are not the only ones looking for the emperor. You have to be careful, but everyone's goal is the same at the moment. No one should want to kill the emperor. Just leave him to the capital safely."
King Yi was relieved. Because of his good-natured nature, he had never done anything harmful. If he was really allowed to kill the emperor, he would have to blame himself for who knows how long.
After sending the stupid King Yi to pack things and reorganize his staff, Zhu Changcheng finally had nothing to worry about. Not to mention that King Yi didn't realize who he had been contacting, even if he did, he would just assume it was Zhu Changcheng.
A friend of mine.
He pulled out a letter from under the table, frowned and read it several times before quietly burning it. King Zhou didn't know what he was doing. He didn't make any move for so long, so he had no choice but to
He has been living in the capital temporarily without any distractions.
Not only that, but he was also repeatedly warned not to act rashly. He thought about it, if his intelligence was correct, then he shouldn't have arrived in the capital yet, right? Why could he know so well about himself thousands of miles away?
When he was hungry thinking about those problems, he unconsciously clutched the jade pendant in his arms. He seemed to be recalling something, and his expression slowly slowed down. He seemed to be making a promise to someone, or he seemed to be just muttering to himself:
"Believe me, I will definitely go back..."
This gentle assurance that no one had heard it quickly dissipated in the air. He took out a few more letters without changing his expression, and read through them one by one again, as if he was confirming something.
I don't know if he got the answer he wanted. In short, he burned all the letters. After burning them, he gently brushed the ashes from his hands and turned around to send them to King Yi.