September 9 Consort Ma Lifu
On the ninth day of September in the ninth year of Jingjia, it is advisable to move in.
After more than a year, the two consort mansions were finally completed.
Nangong Rang issued an imperial decree: the two concubines should be moved to the new mansion immediately.
After receiving the imperial decree, the two princesses were in completely opposite moods. Nangong Shun ordered a personal maid to preside over Lu Zhongxing's housewarming, and ordered that the consorts in the treasury could be selected at will, except for the female officials in charge of all servants, maids, and servants.
Unbeknownst to him, he thought that His Highness Zhuohua loved his concubine, and only the servants in the palace knew the secret.
Lu Zhongxing's face was ashen, but he was very "ambitious".
Except for the personal clothes and the items brought from the Taiwei's mansion, he insisted not to take the princess' mansion.
Since the early morning, Nangong Shunv hid in the study, and she had to accept Lu Zhongxing's farewell until she was about to leave.
Nangong Shunv put down the scroll in her hand, and Lu Zhongxing lifted his robe and knelt before the desk.
"Thanks to His Highness for the past few days, the delicate items of the minister have been sorted out. It is ordered to relocate to the palace of the imperial concubine. From now on, every first day of the new year, the fifteenth day, His Highness's birthday and festivals, the ministers will come to the house to greet him."
Nangong Shunv glanced at Lu Zhongxing, and said lightly: "You and I are married, so don't worry too much about these red tapes. This palace exempts you from the ceremony on the first and fifteenth day of every month."
The first half of the sentence gave Lu Zhongxing a glimmer of hope, and the second half of the sentence sent him into the abyss.
Nangong Shu Nu expressed her most heartless thoughts with seemingly considerate words.
Lu Zhongxing suddenly raised his head, he wanted to ask Nangong Shunv why she was so heartless? But when he met those cold eyes, all the words were choked in his chest.
Behind the Nangong Shunv hangs a painting of "Jiucheng Palace Liquan Ming" inscribed with the four characters "Shepherd Lay".
Lu Zhongxing remembered this picture: At the beginning, the owner of the study refused to sell anything, and since then, the shepherd has disappeared...
He frowned: How could this word appear in Nangong Shun's study
On the other side, Nangong Jingnv went to the palace the day before Qi Yan's residence.
Before Ya Fei entered the palace, Nangong Jingnv would enter the palace every three or five days to greet Nangong. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Nangong Jingnv had not entered the palace again.
It happened that Qi Yan was ill, and Nangong Jingnu had a good excuse.
Seeing that his daughter cares so much about his concubine, Nangong specially ordered a lot of medicinal materials to be sent.
Hearing that his beloved daughter, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, had entered the palace, Nangong Rang put down the memorial and instructed the imperial kitchen to make a table of dishes that Nangong Jingnv liked to eat.
Fortunately, there were only father and daughter at dinner, and there were no "hate" people. Nangong Jingnu was in a better mood.
During the banquet, she held back her words several times.
Nangong Rang told Nangong Jingnu: The reconstruction of the Weiming Palace has been put on the agenda and will definitely try to restore it.
Nangong Jingnu didn't have too many ideas. She had no attachment to the Weiming Palace, but she just wanted a portrait of her mother.
But I always felt that something had changed, so I didn't mention it.
After dinner, Nangong Jingnu asked Nangong to ask for something before asking An to retire.
Compared with Lu Zhongxing's "coldness", Qi Yan received unprecedented courtesy.
Nangong Rang had already given some things and put them in the consort's treasury. Nangong Jingnu was afraid that Qi Yan would be wronged, so she personally went to the treasury to select many items, and put half of her net worth on the carriage.
If it wasn't for Qiu Ju's persuasion, I was really afraid that Nangong Jingnu would hollow out her family.
Especially in the herbal medicine library, Nangong Jingnv didn't think about herself at all, and gave all the rare herbs to Qi Yan.
Nangong Jingnu's reward, Qi Yan's personal belongings, 300 volumes of rare ancient books, and many others were added together, and there were nearly 20 carriages in total...
There are also some scattered things, which Nangong Jing's daughter ordered the family to pack into a box and carry them on a pole, and they will be delivered later...
Qiu Ju looked at the carriage that had stopped half a street and was speechless: Thanks to His Majesty's order to close the street in advance, if the people saw this, they wouldn't know how to talk about His Highness...
This grace is too much...
Although none of the treasures in the treasury belonged to Qiu Ju, she kept the keys for many years, and she felt a little distressed when nearly half of the things she had worked so hard to "guard" were taken away.
Nangong Jingnu personally sent Qi Yan to the door, showing reluctance.
Qi Yan looked at the row of carriages parked at the door, her eyes showing shock: "Your Highness, this is...?"
Nangong Jingnu replied softly: "This palace has 5,000 households of food, and it makes money every year. Coupled with the occasional rewards from the father and the emperor, it won't take long to come back. It's you... The concubine's salary is meager, and in the future You will be responsible for all the expenses in the house, and next time you go out in a good mood, don't forget to bring money."
Qi Yan's mood is a bit complicated, she has been looking forward to this day for a long time.
But this day really came, watching Nangong Jingnu running around for her, watching the dozen or so loaded carriages, watching her reluctant eyes, and listening to her instructions, she felt a little reluctant.
She lifted her robe and knelt in front of Nangong Jingnu under everyone's attention. The latter wanted to help her up, but Qi Yan bowed decisively and said, "The minister has established the government by order, and on the first day of every month, the fifteenth day of the month. , festivals and birthdays, I will come to greet you in the early morning, I hope Your Highness will cherish it.”
Hearing these farewell words, Nangong Jingnu had a sour nose, she turned her head to suppress the fluctuations in her heart, and took the wooden box from Qiu Ju's hand and handed it to Qi Yan's.
"This is?"
"Ben Gong gave you, you can open it when you go to the house."
"Yes."
"It's getting late, let's go."
"Yes, come back, Your Highness."
"Get in the car, Ben Gong sees you go."
Qi Yan's eyes flickered, she turned silently and boarded the carriage holding the wooden box, opened the curtains, and saw Nangong Jingnu standing in front of the door with red eyes, she was speechless.
It wasn't until Nangong Jingnu was nowhere to be seen that the curtains were lowered.
The bedrooms in the main hall of the Concubine's Palace have been sorted out, and the maids and servants in the house are also fully equipped. As soon as the carriage arrives, the servants will start unloading and loading into the warehouse in an orderly manner, and a special person will record each item in detail.
The person in charge of the record was the palace servant sent by the Nei Ting Division, and when he counted Qi Yan's net worth, he couldn't help but be astonished.
Qi Yan returned to the main hall and opened the wooden box that Nangong Jingnv gave her last, and a soft white light overflowed.
"This is… "
A luminous pearl the size of the mouth of a bowl lay quietly in the box, with a small piece of paper next to it, with a line of graceful characters on it: The light of this pearl is warm and does not hurt the eyes, so take it with you at night.
Qi Yan held the paper and looked at it for a long time, and a gap opened in the indifferent expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
She tightened the wooden box in her arms, and before her eyes flashed a picture of Nangong Jingnu lying in front of the desk and writing.
Qi Yan had seen Nangong Jingnu's words: a little scribbled.
She has always been a lazy person, and she has never seen her practice calligraphy for more than a year after getting married.
I don't know how many times she wrote this little note over and over again.
Dozens of servants and the inner servants temporarily transferred by the Inner Court Division worked for a whole morning before finishing the things that Qi Yan brought.
The palace staff of the Inner Court Department collected a list of items in the treasury and gave it to Qi Yan, and wrote a copy to take back to the palace for archives.
A group of people knelt in front of Qi Yan and said, "Younger, see the concubine."
Xia He knelt quietly in the queue of maids, feeling a lot of loss in her heart: I thought she had a chance to take over the position of Sister Chuntao this time, but His Highness gave herself to the concubine.
Qi Yan glanced around for a week and called, "Xia He."
"The servant is here!"
She handed out a bunch of keys together with the list: "In the future, you will be the female officer in charge of the Concubine's House, and you will keep the keys and the list of the house."
Xia He stared blankly at Qi Yan, unable to believe it.
"Xia He?"
"Ah! Yes! The slave and maid Xie Hong En, the concubine, will live up to the trust of the master!"
"Get up, there are two women in charge of the princess' mansion. I don't dare to keep pace with the princess, so only one is set up. You can look at the roster later and choose two smart people to help you, and two more leaders and servants to choose. Okay, give me your name."
"Yes!"
"Go down and tell the kitchen to add a few more dishes tonight."
…
As soon as Qi Yan walked to the door of the study room, a family member rushed to report: "Reporting to the concubine, there is a businessman named Xie who claims to be an old friend of the concubine. He brought gifts to congratulate the concubine on his move."
The servant handed the gift list and the invitation to Qi Yan, and opened the post to see: it was Xie An: Xie Yuanshan.
"Invite him to wait in the main hall for a while, and I will come later."
"Yes!"
Qi Yan first went to the bedroom to change into a set of clothes, then went to the study to pick up a pen to write a few words, and then rolled it up and went to the main hall when the ink was dry.
Xie An bowed and bowed: "Congratulations to the concubine's housewarming."
Qi Yan smiled and said, "Brother Yuanshan came by coincidence, I wrote a new character and asked Brother Yuanshan to give some pointers."
A trace of doubt flashed in Xie An's eyes: Qi Yan should know what she came here for, which song is this singing
But still took the scroll with a smile: "Then I'll be ugly."
"I want to talk to Brother Yuanshan about Mo and leave no one to wait on me, and tell the kitchen to prepare dinner."
"Yes!"
Xie An's smile solidified, and there were only eight words on the scroll: rabbits die, dogs cook, birds hide their bows...
He hurriedly rolled the scroll, Qi Yan sat on the main seat and took a sip from the tea cup with a calm expression on his face.
Xie An came to Qi Yan's side and lowered his voice: "What do you mean at this time, Brother Xian?"
Qi Yan chuckled lightly: "Brother Yuanshan, please take this letter back and give it to brother 'Shu Han'."
Shu Han was the pseudonym of the third son of the emperor, Nangong Wang. Xie An was in a hurry and asked, "What is the meaning of this, worthy brother?"
Qi Yan took another sip of clear tea and slowly put down the tea cup: "Literally."
"Brother Xian is blaming... 'Uncle Han'?"
"Don't dare, I ask someone to ask myself how strong I am, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. With all that said, please stay with Brother Yuanshan for dinner. You and I will not see each other for a few days, just talk about Wen Mo and nothing else."
It has been half a year since Qi Yan's last offer, and Nangong Wang has never approached her again.
She knew that her plan was too vicious and vicious, which made Nangong look suspicious. Today, she deliberately neglected Xie An and sent these eight words.
With Nangong Wang's nature, if he was just flattering, he would have doubts in his heart.
Today, Xie An must be returned without success, and she will not "give up" until Nangong Wang himself relents and invites her.