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

Rong Mama's eyes widened as she murmured, "Master, the medicine that the Queen gave you is extremely precious. How could you..."

Shen Wei didn't even raise her head: "Go and do it."

After a pause, Shen Wei smiled and said, "Not just Deshun. Jixiang, Cailian, Caiping, and you, Rong Mama - the five of you are my confidants. It is not right in the world for the master to be rich and powerful while the servant suffers."

Madam Rong's shoulders trembled slightly, and shock and emotion surged in her heart.

My heart felt warm at that moment.

Aunt Rong went out to the storehouse to look for medicinal herbs.

Time passed and dusk came. After returning to the palace, Prince Yan plunged into the study and worked hard, and called a few craftsmen to discuss matters. Until dinner time, Prince Yan still did not come to Liuli Pavilion, so Shen Wei asked the small kitchen to put the food into the food box, and Shen Wei personally delivered it to him.

The Prince of Yan is so young, he must not get a stomach disease. If the stomach disease turns into cancer and the Prince of Yan dies unexpectedly, Shen Wei will lose a supporter in the palace.

In Shen Wei's life plan, King Yan can only die after her position is completely consolidated.

"Your Highness, I'm here to bring you dinner." Shen Wei came to the study and asked the maid to put the dinner on the table outside the study.

After waiting for a while, the inner door opened and five or six people who looked like craftsmen came out. The craftsmen saluted Shen Wei and left together.

When Prince Yan came to the table, the maid had already served the dishes.

The dinner was delicious, and the King of Yan started eating. But Shen Wei could clearly see that the King of Yan was a little absent-minded. After eating only half a bowl of rice, the King of Yan put down his chopsticks, looking worried.

Shen Wei asked curiously, "My Lord, are you in any trouble?"

Prince Yan asked the maid to leave, and only Shen Wei and Prince Yan were left in the outer room.

King Yan thought for a moment, took out the blueprint, and told Shen Wei: "This is the blueprint Zhao Qing presented. The weapon drawn on the blueprint is called a compound bow. But Zhao Qing has a strange personality. She is only willing to provide the blueprint and is unwilling to participate in the production of the weapon."

For the previous muskets and mines, Zhao Qing only provided a vague blueprint and the required materials.

But she was unwilling to explain how the weapons were involved, how much weight each weapon joint weighed, and how the mechanisms were involved. There was no other way, so the army's craftsmen had to figure it out on their own and replicate the weapons according to the blueprints.

Muskets and mines are easy to make.

This composite bow... was just a rough blueprint, with several key structures, but none of them clearly explained what they were. The King of Yan summoned the craftsmen and discussed for an entire afternoon, but they still couldn't figure out what the joints of the composite bow were, and how they connected to the whole.

The King of Yan was feeling depressed.

Although Zhao Qing was talented, her personality was really weird. If Zhao Qing had not been protected by the emperor and taken care of by the Marquis of Zhennan, the King of Yan would have imprisoned her in the Sky Prison and used cruel punishment to force her to reveal the specific production methods of the weapon.

King Yan told Shen Wei about his distress just to vent his frustration and did not think Shen Wei could give an answer.

"Compound bow?" Shen Wei was stunned. Shen Wei's mind flashed with the black compound bow of modern society, which was light in shape and had extremely strong lethality. A compound bow with good materials could even shoot through a steel plate with one arrow.

Zhao Qing is definitely a modern person! Even if she is not a modern person, she may have obtained information about modern weapons from some channel.

Shen Wei took the drawing handed over by King Yan. The drawing was indeed very sloppy. The general outline of the compound bow was there, but the structure of the joints was glossed over.

"Weiwei, look, the black stuff at the joint of the compound bow, the craftsmen really can't figure out what it is." King Yan sighed deeply.

Shen Wei thought silently. The joint of the compound bow should naturally be a bearing with a hole. But Zhao Qing's brush was sloppy, so the bearing was replaced by a black dot.

Seeing the King of Yan's gloomy expression, Shen Wei pretended to think for a moment: "Qi, I feel that the joint of this compound bow is a bit like a waterwheel. If there is another gear, maybe it can turn."

She did not directly tell King Yan that this joint was a bearing, but used the metaphor of a waterwheel.

A waterwheel is nothing more than a large bearing component.

King Yan smiled and joked, "The waterwheel is huge, and the compound bow is small, so there is no similarity."

Shen Wei's eyes widened, as if she was dissatisfied with being underestimated by King Yan. She said angrily, "Your Highness, you can treat this place as a miniature waterwheel."

King Yan laughed and said, "What miniature waterwheel—"

The rest of the words got stuck in his throat, and the King of Yan suddenly fell into deep thought. The King of Yan had been in the military camp since he was a child, and had seen many weapons with sophisticated structures. He repeatedly thought about the construction of the "compound bow" in his mind. If the joints were replaced with several bearing wheels of different sizes, and a hole was drilled...

Prince Yan's eyes lit up.

He put down his chopsticks and hurriedly called his subordinates: "Come here, prepare the horses, and go to the Ministry of War!"

Shen Wei: "..."

In the blink of an eye, the workaholic King Yan was gone.

Shen Wei looked at the hot food on the table and gritted her teeth secretly - you might as well starve to death!

Shen Wei knew the King of Yan. He was a workaholic who cared about the country. Once he was busy, he might not return to the palace for several days and nights. Tonight, the King of Yan was estimated to stay at the Ministry of War or the East Palace again.

The King of Yan was obsessed with work, but Shen Wei was happy to be free. Shen Wei returned to Liuli Pavilion leisurely, thinking that she could sleep peacefully again tonight.

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At the same time, night fell over the Zhennan Marquis Mansion.

Tomorrow is the old lady's birthday, and Shangguan Xuan also happens to be returning, so the Marquis' Mansion should be filled with joy.

But inside the hall, the atmosphere was depressing.

The old lady with gray hair sat in the main seat, flanked by her youngest daughter Shangguan Qian and eldest son Shangguan Xuan. On her left and right sat the uncles and aunts from the second and third rooms. All the elders and juniors were present.

Sun Qingmei stood in the center of the inner hall, like a prisoner being interrogated.

Sun Qingmei's face turned pale, but she still shook her head insistently: "I don't agree to share a husband with Zhao Qing, nor do I accept a concubine."

The husband she had been waiting for day and night finally returned, and Sun Qingmei thought that her hard days were over.

But who would have thought that he would be given a wake-up call.

The military advisor Zhao turned out to be a woman, and she was secretly engaged to Shangguan Xuan in Liangzhou. After returning to Yanjing, Shangguan Xuan actually wanted to marry Zhao Qing. Sun Qingmei was unwilling to accept it.

Shangguan Qian had always disliked this sister-in-law and deliberately found fault with her: "Sister-in-law, Sister Zhao Qing is the newly appointed county lady by His Majesty, and she has made many contributions. You are just the daughter of the small Sun family. The Sun family has declined, and you have no elders in your family. It is a blessing from heaven that you can marry into the Marquis's mansion. Why are you still finding fault with me?"

Sun Qingmei remained silent, looking at her husband in front of her.

Shangguan Xuan also said: "You serve your parents-in-law at home. Even if you have no merit, you have worked hard. If you don't want to accept being a co-wife, then I can only demote you to a concubine."

Although the law would punish him by beating his wife to a concubine, Shangguan Xuan was willing to endure some physical pain for Zhao Qing.

The old lady spoke slowly, "Zhao Qing is a county lady, receiving a salary from the imperial court, and is considered a role model for women. Such an outstanding girl is barely worthy of my son. You have no talent, no virtue, and no beauty, and even my wife thinks highly of you."

The uncles and aunts from the second and third rooms were all in cahoots with each other, accusing Sun Qingmei of being ignorant.

"The county lady has a high status, so she is a good match for Xuan'er."

"She's just a co-wife. You're still the principal wife."

"The daughter raised by the Sun family is really petty."

“Qingmei, you are still young. Women need to rely on men to survive. Why bother with Xuan’er?”