Those concubines often live in the deep palace, and although they have no contact with the outside world, the rumors among the people in the palace are widespread, and they also know who is powerful and who is in power now.
Everyone knows that the most powerful person at the moment is the third prince Chen Du.
Moreover, the three princes are both civil and military, and love the people like sons. They are rare talents in the world.
Even if he is not the prince, everyone still admires and respects him.
There may be some people who won't obey the orders given by the prince, but if the third prince gives orders, no one in this huge Kyoto will not be convinced.
This is indeed the case in this world.
The common people are like this, let alone those concubines who hope to climb up to the dragon and attach themselves to the phoenix and leap out from the deep palace.
What they gave to the Prince's Mansion were all items that were packed in the bottom of the box. Even though the concubines were kind-hearted, they still sent some items that although they looked inconspicuous, at least they were brand new.
Chen Ruyi saw it in his eyes, but said nothing.
He stretched out his hand to rub Jiang Huan's head and said with a smile, "There will be a disaster relief meeting in a few days, and many dignitaries will be present. You choose some fabrics you like and let Mengyu send them to Zhi Niang.
Let’s make some new styles of dresses.”
When the disaster relief meeting was mentioned, Jiang Huan tilted his head in confusion, looking like he didn't understand.
The matter was decided in a hurry. Chen Ruyi went to the palace to discuss it with the emperor that day, and then hurriedly decided on the time and banquet list.
It's just that he just came back, and he didn't have time to tell Jiang Huan, but he came to Zuihong Mansion first and saw this situation.
"My father and my mother decided earlier that a lot of things have happened in these days, and it is time to hold a disaster relief meeting to have fun and get rid of evil spirits." Chen Ruyi said.
As he spoke, he seemed to think of something and hurriedly took out a small purse from his girdle.
The workmanship of that purse was extremely rough, and the stitching was crooked. It was said that it would be sold, and even giving it away would be a bit embarrassing.
Jiang Huan glanced at the purse, and then secretly glanced at Chen Ruyi. When he looked at the other person's deliberately averted gaze, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
"Do you know how to do needlework?" Jiang Huan asked quietly, with a smile that was hard to hide in her tone, which rippled through Chen Ruyi's heart.
Jiang Huan didn't wait for Chen Ruyi's reply, so she hurriedly snatched the purse from Chen Ruyi's hand.
It's just that this purse is a bit heavy, as if it contains something.
Jiang Huan hurriedly opened her purse and saw a white jade hairpin lying inside.
The hairpin was polished extremely finely, and the carved pattern was that of a perfectly blooming gardenia. The carving of the pattern was so lifelike that it was as if you could smell the blooming gardenia.
The jade used for this hairpin is also first-class white jade, which is an extremely rare jade material in the world.
This hairpin is cut smoothly and flatly, and it must have been cut from a single piece of white marble.
Even a wealthy and powerful family would find it difficult to use this high-quality jade material to make hairpins at will.
Jiang Huan stroked the surface of the hairpin, and the sunken lines followed her fingertips, as if they were alive.
She stroked the hairpin carefully and couldn't help but sigh, "This is a rare thing. Are you going to give it to me?"
Chen Ruyi's ears turned red and she nodded as a tacit answer to Jiang Huan's question.
Jiang Huan smiled slightly and happily put the hairpin back into her purse. She stretched out her hand and waved the purse, her smile swishy slightly as she looked at it, "The hairpin is very beautiful, but the workmanship of this purse is not very good.
Chen Ruyi, if you have time, you should be locked up in the Prince's Mansion to hone your skills as a prostitute."
After that, Jiang Huan stuffed her purse into her girdle and ran downstairs with a bound.
The girl's silver bell-like laughter was so clear and clear that it resounded throughout the room and kept echoing, making Chen Ruyi couldn't help but look up.
He looked at the girl swaying her skirt and dancing gracefully in the light that came through. Her figure was graceful, as if she was a fairy falling into the world.
Jiang Huan mentioned the gauze shawl. Between the pure white shawl, Chen Ruyi didn't see her clearly.
The girl's lark-like singing slowly stopped, and her dancing also stopped.
Jiang Huan turned to look at Chen Ruyi with his back, stretched out his hand and said, "Chen Ruyi, go home."
-Prince's Mansion
The disaster relief meeting is scheduled for seven days.
As soon as the news came out, it caused a huge sensation.
Originally, the people were still immersed in the pain of Mo Yuyu being burned to death, but as soon as the news of the disaster relief meeting came out, they turned their grief into strength and started to prepare for this disaster relief meeting with more effort than in previous years.
will come.
The emperor is right, there have been too many unfortunate things happening in Chen State in recent days, and a feast is needed to resolve this gathering of disasters.
They worked hard, but for a moment they didn't know whether they were preparing this feast for the prince or for others.
The Prince's Mansion is also very lively. In the past few days, many dignitaries have sent their servants to deliver gifts, making this usually quiet and peaceful Prince's Mansion very noisy.
For a time, even the manpower was a little short.
Jiang Huan received Chen Ruyi's gift and returned to his house that day. He was smiling and full of joy all day long.
The servants even talked a lot about the reason why Jiang Huan was always smiling these days. Many people speculated that maybe good things were about to happen.
Thinking of good things to come, the servants couldn't help but become happy and prepared to celebrate the Crown Princess's official marriage into the Prince's Mansion.
"You guys, I think there aren't enough things going on, and I'm not busy enough to shut your mouths." Jiang Huan put her hands on her hips and smiled, as if she was teaching these servants a lesson, but the smile on her face and the
The rising tone is difficult to hide.
She stretched out her hand and pinched the cheek of one of the little maids, and said with a blushing smile, "I tell you, if you don't go to the silk shop to get some cloth, you will be scolded by the housekeeper."
The little maid suddenly remembered this matter, immediately put down her broom, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the housekeeper.
Finally, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned around and said with a smile, "Fifth Princess, if something good is really coming, you must inform the slaves as soon as possible. The slaves are waiting to raise a wedding gift for the Fifth Princess.
!”
As soon as the little maid said this, the remaining maids all laughed and cursed a few times.
It was said that the little maid actually ruined their good deeds, and she would not be spared when she came back.
Jiang Huan looked at these little maids with a smile, feeling that the sunset was infinitely beautiful and everything was going smoothly.