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

Cai Ping, who was peeking out the window, was stunned, her heart in her throat! She had planned everything, but she had never expected Shangguan Qian to show up halfway.

What was even more unexpected was that Shangguan Qian also picked up a fake parchment book.

If Shangguan Qian gives the fake parchment book to Zhao Qing, and Zhao Qing finds out that the things have been swapped, all of Shen Wei's plans will fail.

Caiping was extremely nervous and her mind raced as she thought about how to break the impasse.

"It's dirty and smelly, it's better to burn it." Shangguan Qian showed disgust on her face. She didn't want to open the old parchment book at all. She threw the parchment book into the charcoal stove next to her.

It is cold in winter, so there is always a charcoal stove in the house for heating.

The parchment book fell into the charcoal stove and was quickly burnt by the extremely high temperature of the charcoal fire, emitting a foul smell. After a while, it burned into a piece of charcoal, beyond recognition, and broke into pieces at the touch.

Caiping breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have to do it herself, as Shangguan Qian burned the fake parchment book.

If Zhao Qing investigates later and finds out that the murderer who burned the parchment book was Shangguan Qian, who would have thought that it was Shen Wei?

"Miss! You can't take the pearls!" The maid didn't care about the burning parchment book, her eyes reddened as she tried to stop Shangguan Qian from taking the pearls.

Shangguan Qian burned the parchment book, put the two pearls into her purse, and left without looking back.

The maidservant didn't dare to chase after him and was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Cai Ping walked into the room, took the maid's hand and comforted her: "If Zhao Qing blames you, tell her the truth about Miss Shangguan's intrusion. We are servants, how dare we stop our master from doing things. If Zhao Qing drives you out of the mansion, come to me and I will find you a new job in Yanjing."

The maid sniffed and nodded with a sob.

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Near noon, the sound of ritual music resounded throughout the mansion, and firecrackers rang out. Shangguan Xuan, the Marquis of Zhennan, married the Princess of Pingyang in a grand ceremony.

The wedding banquet was held, and the mansion was bustling all day. It was cold at night, and it started to snow. The bride Zhao Qing sat on the edge of the big red bed in the house, and the corners of her lips could not hide the joy.

The luxurious room, the bright red "喜" character on the wall, the exquisite and luxurious candlesticks, and the valuable rosewood long table. Every part of the room was luxurious, a luxury that Zhao Qing had never seen before.

"The Lady of the Marquis' Mansion." Zhao Qing couldn't help but raise her lips. From then on, she was no longer a lowly herbalist outside Liangzhou City, but the wife of the noble Marquis' Mansion in Yanjing City.

Wealth and honor, a lifetime of wealth!

She can also rely on the weapon drawings in "Taihua Notes" to gain the emperor's trust and the favor of her husband.

crunch--

The door opened, and Shangguan Xuan, wearing a red wedding dress, walked in. Zhao Qing hurriedly covered his face with a silk fan and called out sincerely, "My Lord, you're back."

The voice is soft and shy.

Shangguan Xuan reached out and pushed aside the silk fan that was covering Zhao Qing's face. The red candle burned, revealing Zhao Qing's pretty face. In Yanjing, where there were so many beauties, Zhao Qing's appearance was not outstanding.

But Shangguan Xuan liked her intelligence and her unique courage.

The two drank the wedding wine together.

Shangguan Xuan held Zhao Qing's hand and said lovingly, "Ah Qing, I swear, I will never let you down in this life."

Zhao Qing smiled and said softly, "Ah Qing believes in the Marquis."

Shangguan Xuan's Adam's apple rolled, he hugged his beloved wife, and they both fell into the bed...

At the same time, heavy snow covered the mountain roads, and the remote trails in the mountains were almost covered by wind and snow.

Sun Qingmei pulled her clothes together, her pretty face was cracked by the wind and snow, and the corners of her mouth were also cracked.

She led the horse, walked on the white snow, and continued to move towards the distant Liangzhou City unswervingly.

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Liuli Pavilion, snow falling at night.

The Prince of Yan had not returned yet, so Shen Wei was alone in the warm room reading "Taihua Notes". After returning from the Zhennan Marquis's Mansion in the afternoon, Shen Wei had been reading the book, reading it from beginning to end several times.

Shen Wei was certain that the person who wrote this book was Princess Taihua, Li Qingxun, who founded Southern Chu a hundred years ago.

This scribbled notebook was written by Princess Taihua when she was trapped in a cave and recovering from her injuries. Before she traveled through time, she was a top science student who studied mechanics. She drew detailed drawings of weapons, and many annotations were in English and Roman numerals, with only a few simplified Chinese characters.

Zhao Qing was lucky enough to get this book, but he could only recognize some simple weapons. He couldn't understand the English and Roman numerals at all.

In addition to the drawings, Princess Taihua also wrote more than a dozen diaries in a sloppy mix of simplified Chinese characters and English. The handwriting was so horrible that Shen Wei spent a long time, guessing and guessing, before she could barely finish reading two of her diaries.

[July 5, rain, recuperating in a cave

Fuck! I'm giving the middle finger to God for the hundredth time! I want to go home, I want to go home, I really want to build a bomb and blow this stupid world to pieces!

However, recently Prime Minister Zhang has become more and more attractive, and I want to sleep with him. 】

July 15, sunny

Damn it! I want to eat takeout, drink Starbucks, and go back to the lab to work overtime! When will this broken foot injury heal? I want to go home!

I just found out today that Zhang Hean's father is an official of Si Tian Jian, wow, a fortune-teller family. My mother asked Zhang Hean to tell my fortune, but he was so mysterious, saying "A Xun, your fate is determined by heaven"...

So boring, I'm going to sleep with him tonight! 】

[October 5th, rain

My leg injury is almost healed, Zhang Hean plans to send me back to the palace tomorrow. I don’t want to go to the palace, I want to eat takeout, I want to drink milk tea, I want to work overtime, I want freedom!

I want to go home, I’m really lonely...】

"What a pity." Shen Wei closed the parchment book.

There is no record of how to leave this world in Taihua Notes. After Princess Taihua founded the Southern Chu Kingdom, she became ill and died suddenly at the age of 35.

Shen Wei held the "Taihua Notes" in her hand, and her eyes fell on the red brazier not far away. She reached out and placed the old and yellowed "Taihua Notes" over the brazier, and the burning coals burned her finger skin.

As soon as you let go, the notes from a hundred years ago will turn to ashes.

In this strange tide of the times, Shen Wei was unknowingly assimilated into the times bit by bit.

If you are too far away from home, you will forget your hometown. If you pretend for too long, you will forget yourself.

Shen Wei did not burn the parchment book after all. With a secret, unspeakable sour expectation, she hid the parchment book.

Cai Lian's voice came from outside the house: "Master, the prince is back."

Shen Wei took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her mood, and smiled skillfully on her beautiful face. Shen Wei walked out of the warm room. After dark, the carp lanterns on the eaves were covered with snow, and the tall man returned on the white snow.

His voice was steady: "Weiwei, come in, it's cold outside."

As usual, Shen Wei tenderly handed over a hot towel, asked about his health, and walked back to the warm room with the King of Yan to have dinner. The two of them were affectionate and loving, just like an ordinary loving couple in the cold winter.

Outside, the snow fell silently.

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Zhennan Marquis Mansion. After the wedding, Zhao Qing served tea to the old lady in a proper manner.

The old lady was quite satisfied with Zhao Qing at the moment, and did not make things difficult for her. She even gave Zhao Qing the power of housekeeper of the Marquis' Mansion, allowing her to be the head of the household in the future.

Zhao Qing was very pleased with herself. With the power of housekeeper, she would be the most honorable mistress in the mansion from now on, enjoying wealth and splendor.

She first went to Luofang Courtyard, intending to take out the "Taihua Notes" hidden in the cracks of the bricks and hide it in the main house. As long as she had the "Taihua Notes", her wealth and prosperity for the rest of her life would be preserved.

But when Zhao Qing took out the brick from the corner, he found it was empty!