This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 75: Sleeping with a Banknote

"Your Majesty's praise, I dare not accept it, I dare not compare myself with Queen Chunyuan."

When Zhen Huan heard the emperor comparing her flute playing to Chun Yuan's, she felt a little worried, thinking that the emperor was praising her too much.

Just at this moment, Liuzhu came from the west side of the garden with a handful of freshly picked magnolias in her hand.

Liuzhu saw the emperor's back and ran to her mistress with a little hesitation.

"Liuzhu, come and pay your respects to the emperor." Liuzhu had also met the emperor once with Zhen Huan in Meizhuang Palace. After being reminded by Zhen Huan, she immediately knelt down to pay her respects without losing her manners.

"Get up, is that a magnolia in your arms?"

"Your Majesty, it is magnolia. I just saw a few eunuchs pruning magnolia branches, so I picked out a few good ones for you to put in a vase to enjoy."

"Well, that's right. Your young mistress is more beautiful than flowers, and the magnolia she chose is also very elegant."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhen Huan said:

"It's time for me to take my medicine, so I will return to the palace first. Your Majesty, please do as you please."

"Go."

Zhen Huan was supported by Liu Zhu as she walked past the emperor. When the two of them passed by each other, they both turned their heads back at the same time.

Zhen Huan turned around and smiled, her bright eyes and white teeth fell into Yongzheng's eyes, it was really,

Looking back, Bai Meisheng smiled, and the Sixth Palace had no color.

After Zhen Huan left, the Emperor stretched out his hand to support the swing and breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't been so nervous for a long time. Zhen was actually so similar to Chun Yuan, seven parts appearance and three parts temperament, which was really heart-warming.

Chunyuan, but you are back?

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That night, Yongzheng, who was reviewing memorials in the Yangxin Palace, absentmindedly wrote the word "Guang" on rice paper. The handsome Xiao Xiazi came in and reported:

"Your Majesty, my daughter is outside seeking to see you."

"not see."

"Whoo."

Seeing that the emperor was in a bad mood, Xiao Xiazi didn't say much, but went out and took some effort to get rid of Yu.

"Eunuch Xia is truly the emperor's loyal servant. I still remember the time when Eunuch Xia came to Zhongcui Palace to deliver the emperor's orders~"

Xiao Xiazi's heart was in a state of uproar: It was the emperor who demoted you, why do you remember me, a servant who runs errands? You might as well remember a few lines of opera with this brain~

"I will do my best for the emperor." The master told Xiao Xiazi to be patient, and Xiao Xiazi remembered it. Yu felt that she was hitting cotton with her fist, which was so boring, so she left in disappointment.

For several nights in a row, the Emperor did not summon any of his concubines. Even An Lingrong, who was free, felt a little restless. After all, there was no favor in the palace, and her life was worse than that of a servant. She had to do some business.

An Lingrong was thinking about how to accept the emperor's favor when she saw Baoque walking in happily from outside the palace.

"What can make you so happy?" An Lingrong opened the tea lid and took a sip of tea.

Bao Que looked back and saw that there was no one outside the door. He knew that Bao Juan had been sent to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to collect her share of money and would not be back for a while, so he took out a stack of silver bills from his sleeve:

"My lady, the spice recipe you asked me to deliver was sent to the spice shop outside the palace by Concubine Hua, who made 800 taels of silver."

Baoque looked at the silver bills on the table happily.

"Oh? There are so many?" An Lingrong didn't expect that she would see silver just a few days after handing over the spice recipe. An Lingrong put down the teacup and picked up the silver bills to count them carefully. There were really eight silver bills of one hundred taels.

"Miss Songzhi said that this is just the money earned from a spice recipe. The shopkeeper of the spice shop outside said that the profits from the spices will be split 40% to 60%. The shopkeeper gets 60% and we get 40%. My lady, this is a very profitable business."

Baoque couldn't stop smiling when he thought about the steady flow of money in the future. An Lingrong also had a smile on her lips. She herself didn't even realize how confident and calm her smile was.

An Lingrong walked from Songyang to the capital, from the cannibalistic backyard of the An family into the harem of the Forbidden City. She knew that she had to fight, rob, swallow her humiliation, and risk her life to survive, but she never knew that she could also use her talent to earn money to treat her mother's illness.

The money earned from the spice recipe was always different from that from embroidery. When An Lingrong took her embroidery work out to sell, she always had to look at the old eunuch's face and be exploited by him. An embroidery that she worked hard for several nights was sold and the money she earned was very little. It also always reminded An Lingrong of the sad fact that her mother went blind while doing embroidery.

"Did you give some to Miss Songzhi?" An Lingrong now understood the importance of managing interpersonal relationships.

"I gave it to Miss Songzhi, but she didn't want it. She said that Concubine Hua ordered that this was money for Madam An's medicine and they couldn't accept it." An Lingrong felt warm in her heart again.

Although she always felt that Hua Fei's aura was overwhelming when she was with her, and she was just a little follower who did things according to Hua Fei's orders, but when Hua Fei showed her warmth, it could really warm people's hearts.

The feeling is like the shopkeeper and his waiter. The seemingly indifferent shopkeeper has never exploited the humble waiter. This shopkeeper treats the waiter as human being.

An Lingrong's thoughts drifted back and forth. Sometimes she thought about writing a few more spice recipes, sometimes she thought about how to send the silver back, and sometimes she thought about whether she should embroider something to express her gratitude to Concubine Hua.

In short, An Lingrong couldn't remember that she had just wanted to win favor.

Sleeping with the warm banknotes in her arms, An Lingrong had beautiful dreams.

However, Yu Ying'er had not had any good dreams, or even no dreams at all, since she was refused entry to the Yangxin Palace for several days in a row.

The Emperor kept thinking about Zhen Huan's flute playing and her smile, but Zhen Huan was not well yet and he was reluctant to summon her to sleep with him, so he had to miss her day by day.

"Wanwan, I miss Zhen a lot these days, but I don't dare to call her to sleep with me. I guess this is 'the closer you are to home, the more you feel timid'."

Yongzheng wrote on the plain paper to Chunyuan.

It was late at night, so the emperor had no choice but to invite Prince Guo to play chess to pass the time.

"I heard that my royal brother has two new beauties. How come he still has time to summon me to play chess?" Prince Guo started joking with Yongzheng as soon as he entered the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

"Haha." Yongzheng laughed in his old, smoke-smoking voice, "You are always making fun of me. I should marry you a wife to control your mouth."

“Alas, my royal brother will not let me tell the truth. I heard about it on the way here. An Da Ying has an outstanding voice, and the other female officials have a melodious singing voice. My royal brother must be too busy to handle all the beauties he has.” Prince Guo wanted to salute but was stopped by Yongzheng and helped up.

"They are not even half as good as your sister-in-law."

Prince Guo was a smart man. He knew as soon as he heard the emperor's sister-in-law his brother was talking about was the late Queen Chunyuan.

"It seems that this beauty is still not favored by my royal brother!" Prince Guo thought of the woman he saw in Yime Garden that day. It was clearly not Yu Guan's woman.

"Come on, play chess!"

As soon as the chessboard situation was settled, Xiao Xiazi came forward to report: "Your Majesty, I agree to see you."

"No!" The emperor was staring at the chessboard, thinking about the move of the white pieces.

"Your Majesty, Yu Da Ying has come here two or three times. Each time, she waited outside the door for a long time. I'm afraid it's difficult to get rid of her."

"You just didn't do your job well, you're asking for a beating!"

"I admit my guilt. I will send Yu away right away."

After a while, a familiar tune of Kunqu Opera was heard outside the hall.

"Pian~Pian~Feng~Kite~"