Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

Zhao Qing was the only wife he recognized.

As for Sun Qingmei, Shangguan Xuan was willing to let her be a concubine because of her hard work in managing the household chores. She would not have to worry about food and clothing, and would live a life of wealth and honor, which would not be a waste of Sun Qingmei.

The carriage drove all the way to the gate of Zhennan Marquis Mansion. At the gate, there were already crowds of people. The old lady, Sun Qingmei, and uncles and aunts from each room were all standing at the gate waiting.

Zhao Qing lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the solemn, magnificent and majestic marquis's mansion, as well as the neatly trimmed flowers, plants and trees at the door, and his heart was filled with joy.

What a wealthy mansion!

If she could become the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion, she would enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of her life.

Shangguan Xuan got off the carriage first, held out his hand, and walked down holding Zhao Qing's hand. Zhao Qing stood beside Shangguan Xuan politely, while Shangguan Xuan was reminiscing with his mother and sister.

Zhao Qing remained calm and quickly glanced at the people at the door. She wanted to know what the rumored Sun Qingmei looked like.

After looking around, Zhao Qing's gaze froze.

Under the eaves stood a young woman with an extremely outstanding appearance. She had her hair in a bun, a blue and gold silk flower in her hair, and two gold and jade hairpins. Her face was like a silver basin, and her eyes were round like black chess pieces. She seemed to be very afraid of the cold, and she was wearing a thick fox fur cloak over her skirt, and holding a hot water bottle in her hand.

Dressed in a noble and gorgeous manner.

Zhao Qing felt ashamed and lowered his head.

Is this Sun Qingmei?

In Liangzhou City, from Shangguan Xuan's brief description, Zhao Qing thought Sun Qingmei was an ordinary-looking official's wife. But when he saw her today, Sun Qingmei was radiant, like a peony blooming in early winter.

Zhao Qing prided herself on her beauty, but she paled in comparison to the woman under the eaves.

Just when Zhao Qing felt sad, a gentle voice came from the mansion: "Husband!"

Zhao Qing looked up in surprise and saw another young woman in a silk dress walking out of the mansion. She had a pretty face, elegant manners, and a gentle and virtuous demeanor.

This is Sun Qingmei.

Zhao Qing suddenly felt relieved, it turned out that he had recognized the wrong person.

Zhao Qing looked at Sun Qingmei. She was a beautiful girl from a small family, and her appearance was not too outstanding. Zhao Qing's lost confidence came back, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Sun Qingmei walked up to Shangguan Xuan, smiling: "Husband, it's cold outside, come in and have some hot tea to warm yourself up."

Shangguan Xuan frowned.

Looking at the gentle and virtuous woman in front of him, Shangguan Xuan felt indifferent. She was too virtuous and boring, and could not compare to Zhao Qing in any way.

But because there were so many people at the door, Shangguan Xuan couldn't get angry. He just nodded and walked into the mansion surrounded by people.

In the inner courtyard, Shangguan Xuan saw the unfamiliar Shen Wei. He asked in confusion: "Who is this?"

Sun Qingmei took the initiative to introduce: "This is Concubine Shen from the Prince of Yan's Mansion. She learned that my mother's birthday is tomorrow, so she came to give her two pots of marigolds."

Zhao Qing knew in his heart that she was the concubine of the palace. No wonder she was so beautiful and dressed so exquisitely. Zhao Qing looked at the gold and jade hairpin in Shen Wei's hair with envy. It would be great if he could have one...

Shen Wei nodded slightly and said politely: "The Marquis of Zhennan has returned home, and it is inconvenient for me, an outsider, to disturb him. There are many things going on in the palace, so I'll take my leave."

Shen Wei took the palace's carriage back to the palace.

She was pregnant, and the carriage in the palace was moving slowly. Shen Wei leaned on the soft embroidered cushion, and Zhao Qing's face repeatedly appeared in her mind.

Zhao Qing was of slender stature, with big eyes and red lips. Although she wore her hair in a man's bun, Shen Wei took a closer look and realized that she was a woman dressed as a man.

The somewhat famous military advisor Zhao was actually a girl.

After a brief encounter, Shen Wei couldn't tell Zhao Qing's personality at first.

She lifted the curtain and told Cai Lian outside the car: "During this period of time, find out the detailed information about Zhao Qing, the military advisor."

Cai Lian nodded happily: "I understand."

Although there was sunshine in early winter, Shen Wei still felt cold. She returned to the warm room of the Glazed Pavilion, leaned on the soft couch, looked at the account book, and calculated the winter expenses of the palace.

The floor of the warm room was covered with a thick wool blanket. The ten-month-old Xiao Leyou, accompanied by a maid, was standing up and learning to walk, occasionally making giggling sounds.

Shen Wei looked at the account book for a while, then looked up at her daughter playing. She smiled and told the maid, "Let her crawl for a while, there's no need to rush her to stand up and learn to walk."

The maid asked in confusion: "Master, isn't it good to let the little master learn to walk earlier?"

Shen Wei shook her head: "The child has to crawl enough."

If a child does not crawl enough when young, his sensory system will be disordered. If a child learns to stand up too early, his vestibule will not be well developed, and he will be prone to motion sickness when he grows up, and he will not know east, west, south, or north, and he will be prone to bumps and bruises.

When raising a baby, you must remember: roll over at three, sit up at six, crawl at eight, walk at twelve.

That is to say, the baby should learn to roll over at three months, learn to sit up at six months, crawl at eight months, and only after twelve months can she be taught to walk.

The maid didn't understand the reason and didn't dare to disobey Shen Wei's wishes, so she had to continue crawling on the wool blanket with little Leyou.

Shen Wei continued to look at the account book, thinking about the expenses in the palace in winter. This winter is cold, and there must be enough charcoal for the concubines. Since Shen Wei took over the family, the concubines in the palace have had a much better life.

Concubines with children can see their children three times a month. They can also see their children on festivals and birthdays.

The walls of the courtyards where the concubines, who were the lowest-ranking concubines in the palace, lived were renovated. Shen Wei was impressed by their excellent embroidery skills and asked the cloth merchant to purchase the concubines' embroidery works at a very good price for a long time.

The concubines were able to save money by selling embroidery, and they had hope for life in the lonely backyard of Prince Yan's Mansion.

Shen Wei was checking the palace's winter expenditures when her eyes suddenly turned cold as she noticed a miscalculation in the account.

Shen Wei frowned: "Go and call Deshun."

After a while, the young eunuch Deshun came into the room in a panic and kowtowed to apologize.

Shen Wei asked the maid to take Xiao Leyou to take a nap. Through a beaded curtain, Shen Wei asked: "The land collection you are responsible for has been recorded incorrectly. If you don't want to do anything, don't stay in Liuli Pavilion."

Jixiang and Deshun are the eunuchs who have been with Shen Wei for the longest time. Jixiang is smart and Deshun is steady.

The two young eunuchs were efficient and loyal to Shen Wei. But recently Deshun had been making mistakes frequently.

Deshun knelt down to apologize, a look of fear on his thin face: "Master, please have mercy, I will never do it again next time."

Shen Wei frowned.

Deshun seemed to have lost weight again, and there were dark circles under his eyes. Shen Wei stopped scolding him and asked Deshun to leave.

Only after Aunt Rong came into the room to deliver the account book did Shen Wei ask her about De Shun's recent situation.

Rong Mama sighed, "Master. Deshun's family is poor. He has only an old mother at home, and her health has always been poor. In order to raise money, Deshun entered the palace as a slave at the age of ten. Last month, his mother was seriously ill. The palace doctor went to see her and said that she needed some precious medicinal herbs. Although Deshun is under your care and has a lot of money every month, but...ah."

The monthly salary is not enough to buy medicine.

Seeing his mother getting sicker day by day, Deshun became very worried, which led to a mistake while working.

Shen Wei did not hesitate and told Rong Mama: "The Queen gave me a lot of precious medicines. Go to the storehouse and look for them. If there are any herbs that can cure Deshun's mother's illness, send them to him."