Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

He Ru was confused: "Why? Why would a woman like me dream of entering the imperial court?"

"No, I want to ask why you have such high hopes for the person above?"

He Ru didn't expect the answer to be like this, and replied without stopping for a moment: "I think everyone wants to leave their name in history."

Qi Changyun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see through her. "But what gives you the confidence to negotiate with that person? Aren't you afraid of being abandoned by the dogs after the cunning rabbit dies?"

"If the king wants his subjects to die, they must die. That's a matter for the future, but Xiqing definitely still needs me now."

“If you are in a high position in government, you worry about the people; if you are far away in the countryside, you worry about your ruler.”

"I've been so eager to contribute to Xiqing, but at least I've done something most women in this world can't. No matter what the higher-ups do, they won't be able to change my contribution. Even if there's no record of me in the future, so what? I won't be able to see my posthumous fame."

These half-truths and half-false words dispelled some of Qi Changyun's suspicions about her.

He Ru didn't think that she could speak freely to Qi Changyun just because of his trust in her.

I'm afraid I don't even know how I died. Her claim of not caring about life or death is false; her real desire for power is what really matters. Power would allow her to do more and realize her life's value.

"Let me summarize: What you want is the honor that no woman in the world can have while you are alive, right?"

No, what she wants is a place for women to stay in the world and a world that gives women more choices.

But she couldn't admit it, so she let them think that she was just looking for something special, that she just wanted to be superior to all other women.

He Ru nodded in agreement.

This didn't quite fit the image He Ru had in his mind, so he pressed the issue, "From what you've said, wouldn't being the Queen Mother be more appropriate? Why don't you want to? After all, your wish is about the same as becoming the Queen Mother."

No, no, no, being the mother of the nation is not free enough. How can I ignore the rules and regulations that bind women?

"No, no, no, I'm not worthy of this position. He doesn't like me."

"How do you know he won't like it?"

He Ru really doesn't know how to answer this question.

in silence.

"As for this matter, you should let others see your strength first before you speak!"

That's natural.

……

Wait and wait, wait and wait!

"Why hasn't the second brother come yet?"

Qi Changyun spread his hands: "I don't know either."

Your waist hurts from sitting.

"Forget it, I won't wait for him. I'll just go buy the materials! Do you want to go?"

"go with!"

"Then, let's go!"

Go next door and pull out the carriage.

Tang Shi was very conscious and became their coachman.

In the carriage:

He Ru looked at the man in front of him who was also wearing a mask: "Why haven't I seen you wearing a mask before?"

Qi Changyun: "Is there a possibility that I didn't wear a mask when I saw you?"

"It's possible. Show me your mask."

Take it off and hand it to her.

He Ru looked at it again and again, and took his own to compare.

"Are these two masks made by the same craftsman? Where did you find them? Give me some recommendations and I'll ask him to make a few more for me."

"He doesn't like to meet too many people. Just tell him what you want to do and I'll let him do it."

This symptom is very familiar to you! Social anxiety!

"Okay! What a shame." He returned the mask to him.

They didn't walk around for long. The idea was to walk with a purpose. Later, He Ru felt pain in his waist. It hurt even when he sat down, so he hurried back home.

After returning home, He Ru lay down on the bed to rest before extracting pure salt.

During this time, Lan Lian also returned, and the carriage was already filled with handkerchiefs, purses, and even hair ornaments. He looked very embarrassed, but Fu Ning looked like he had just watched a good show.

He Ru took out the salt he made at home and showed it to the three of them.

At first glance, it looks no different from Hua's salt, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that the salt He Ru brought is finer and purer than Hua's salt.

Use your finger to dip a little and taste it; it is completely salty and a little bitter, but it is salty and bitter, unlike the official salt, which tastes light and bitter. Hua family salt also has a little bitterness.

Although they all taste bitter, anyone who has tried them knows that it is not the same kind of bitterness.

He Ru asked them to wait and took Zheng Huqin to the kitchen. He Ru found that as long as she was in the kitchen, no matter what she did, it was always the same. Maybe the kitchen was really not suitable for her.

He set up the glassware and directed him to purify the crude salt step by step. The process was simple but required carefulness and time.

Only when he finally scraped the fine salt off the glass wall did Zheng Huqin understand what he was doing.

He immediately knelt down to express his loyalty: "Master, Zheng Huqin will be loyal to me forever. If I show disloyalty, I will be cut into pieces and die a miserable death."

He Ru: You little brat, you’re so good at it.

"Alright, get up! Trust your employees and don't trust your employees. Since you're mine, I trust you. Stop all this! Pack up, I'll wait for you to go out together."

After restoring everything to its original state, he left the kitchen. Outside, three people were walking back and forth with anxious looks on their faces, as if they were waiting for their wife to give birth.

When He Ru came out, they rushed over to him.

"How about it?"

He Ru passed them and sat down: "They are all there."

Everyone looked at Zheng Huqin and placed the jar on the stone table before opening it.

Several people came over to take a look.

Lan Lian: "So many?"

He Ru explained, "One pound of coarse salt can be purified into seven ounces of fine salt."

It can be seen that there are quite a lot of impurities in the coarse salt.

Another jar was carried out.

"One pound of Huajia salt is purified to yield eight and a half ounces of fine salt, which shows Huajia salt isn't that healthy."

Qi Changyun was puzzled as to how this could be related to health: "What do you mean?"

He Ru patiently explained, "Salt has different flavors and colors because it contains impurities. However, some impurities are harmful to the human body. Do you understand?"

Several people nodded.

He Ru didn't say any more, as it would become too profound.

Lan Lian also added: "That's right. I've seen people get sick even though they didn't eat anything bad. Isn't that the truth?"

"Correct!"

Several people looked at Fine Salt more eagerly.

I'm not standing around in the yard anymore. Now that I know He Ru's strength, it's time to discuss the reward in detail.

Move into the meeting room.

Before this.

He Ru: "Find a few people to accompany Huan'er for a stroll. I didn't bring her to the capital to find a new place to sleep."

Qi Changyun: ...

Lan Lian: "Leave it to me. I'll arrange someone right away."

So they waited a while longer while Lan Lian mobilized people, and even Fu Ning's small courtyard had a lot more people. Along with them was a well-mannered, middle-aged handsome man who looked very sophisticated.

His face showed the calmness accumulated over the years, as well as the wrinkles of vicissitudes of life, but they could not conceal his elegance.

He is simply...a handsome uncle.

So there was one more person to discuss the matter.