Rong Chang'an said: "If I don't take this job, Zi Yan will just come and watch the fun; if I take this job, she will come over."
"Why is she here?" Chuntao asked.
Rong Changan said confidently: "She came to see me laughing! How can such a scene of venting her anger be missed? I guess, every day she thinks about it, she will see me wearing coarse clothes and sitting on the scorpion. Clean the toilet and wash clothes while wiping sweat."
Chun Tao pouted and scolded: "This Ziyan is really insidious. I guess, everything has something to do with Ziyan. Including that bowl of problematic chicken soup."
Rong Chang'an also wanted to know whether Yan Li tampered with that bowl of chicken soup, or Zi Yan. If it was really Ziyan, Rong Changan would not let her go.
After half an hour, four palace men pushed a few peace carts into Fengming Palace, put the dirty and smelly toilet in the courtyard, and piled a large pile of clothes beside the well rail.
The eunuch pointed viciously at the clothes and the toilet: "Today you must wash all the toilets and clothes, and if one is left, it will be a whip! Do it yourself!"
Chuntao couldn't see the eunuch's arrogance and domineering, and wanted to reproach him a few words, but was persuaded by Rong Chang'an to come back.
"Chuntao, we are in Fengming Palace every day, doing nothing, just staying here, washing clothes, scrubbing the toilet, and exercising, isn't it good? My parents taught me since I was a child that labor is the foundation of a person's life. .”
Rong Changan rolled up his sleeves, exposing his slender arms, picked up a water basin, and stirred the pulley at the mouth of the well, only to hear creaking sounds from inside the well.
Usually it is easy to watch other court ladies draw water from the well, but when it is her turn to do it herself, it is so difficult. The small bucket is hung in the well, as if it weighs a thousand catties.
Chuntao came over and grabbed the handle of the potter's wheel: "Queen, let's come together!"
The two of them worked together to fetch half a bucket of water from the well and poured it into the basin.
Chuntao found two long-handled brushes and two cloth strips, and began to scrub the toilet.
Chuntao flushed the first toilet, pinched her nose, frowned, and almost vomited. But looking at Rong Chang'an, he seemed to be enjoying himself.
Chuntao has also done a lot of coolies, but none of them are so salty.
"Queen, don't you... don't you think it's dirty?"
Rong Changan smiled slightly: "As long as you don't think that it is smelly and dirty, you won't feel smelly and dirty."
Chuntao showed distaste on her face: "If you think about it, the toilet won't be dirty?"
Rong Changan said: "I learned this from a monk who became a monk. When you mix the smell and fragrance together, you won't feel the smell."
Chuntao opened her mouth to vomit: "Queen, stinky is stinky, and fragrant is fragrant. If you mix fragrant and stinky together, I think it will be even more stinky and disgusting."
Mixing smell and fragrance together implies a profound Buddhist principle, and Rong Chang'an couldn't make Chuntao understand it all at once. But still smiled, feeling sorry for Chuntao suffering with herself.
"You just think as I said. If it doesn't work, you put down the brush and let me wash it by myself."
When Chuntao saw the pile of clothes and toilets, she was willing to let Rong Changan wash them alone! Besides, Rong Changan just had a miscarriage and is still very weak, Chuntao can't let Rong Changan do all these chores.
"Queen, if you want to rest, I will take care of all these things by myself."
Rong Changan looked at Chuntao with gratitude in his eyes: "I'm not tired! The two of us sisters come together, and even big things can't stop us."
Having experienced so many things with Chuntao, Rong Changan has long regarded Chuntao as his own sister.
"Besides," Rong Changan cast a sideways glance at the eunuch, "This father-in-law will definitely not let you wash it alone, because in this way, he will not be able to return his life to Concubine Ziyan."
The eunuch's heart skipped a beat: this Rong Chang'an is so powerful, he even knows what he's thinking!
He was a little embarrassed, and cursed: "Damn, now that you know, stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and work!"
Eating at noon, the eunuch did not leave. He only gave Rong Changan and Chuntao two steamed buns and a bowl of water each, and they ate by the mouth of the well. The eunuch went to the pavilion to cool off, eating three meat and two vegetarian dishes while drinking wine.
As soon as he ate a steamed bun, the eunuch yelled, "You eat so slowly! Can you finish today's work? If you can't, how can I explain to Concubine Ziyan? Don't eat it, don't eat it! Do it quickly!" live!"
Chuntao was furious, threw away the hard-to-eat steamed buns, and shouted angrily: "Dead eunuch, aren't you trying to push people into desperation? What benefits did the Ziyan noble concubine give you? Even the emperor, you still want me Calling our master a queen, what are you!"
Taking advantage of the drunkenness, the eunuch jumped up, took a whip and came over to whip Chuntao: "Little girl, you have a sharp mouth! See if I don't beat you to death!"
Raising the whip, he was about to throw Chuntao's body, but was grabbed by Rong Changan, and he couldn't move anymore.
"If you dare to touch Chuntao, I can let your head fall to the ground right now!" Rong Changan's cold eyes flashed a cold light.
The eunuch's teeth chattered: "You... are you going to rebel?"
The two nurses next to him were adapted from Li Hai's imperial guards. They didn't respect Rong Chang'an that much, but they didn't dare to go forward to arrest Rong Chang'an.
Rong Changan snorted and flicked the whip.
As soon as the strength here is gone, the eunuch is still pulling hard, and with a thud, there is an upside down, "Ouch! Rong Changan, you dare to hit me?"
Rong Changan said coldly: "If I still see you lashing at Chuntao, next time I keep you, I can break your skeleton!"
The eunuch was angry and afraid of Rong Chang'an, but there was nothing he could do.
"Rong Chang'an! You wait, I... I will tell Concubine Ziyan to come and clean up your master and servant."
The corners of Rong Changan's mouth curved beautifully: "I'm afraid you won't tell her!"
At night, when the moon was rising, the palace lanterns were shining brightly, reflecting Rong Changan and Chuntao who were still working.
Chuntao stood up, put her hands on her hips, took a deep breath, looked at the clothes and the toilet with a sad face, and said bitterly: "Queen, how long are we going to wash?"
Rong Changan didn't seem to feel bitter at all: "You can rest when you're tired, and I'll do the rest by myself."
"How can I do that! I want to advance and retreat with the queen!" Chuntao twisted her waist and sat down to work again.
Rong Chang'an knew that Zi Yan couldn't wait to come over and laugh. When she is as tired as a dog, that is when Zi Yan comes.
The sound of small, slow and fast footsteps is the harbinger of Zi Yan's arrival.
"Hey, isn't this Queen Rong? How do you wash clothes and clean the toilet?"
The frivolous voice reached Rong Chang'an's ears before Zi Yan stepped into Fengming Palace.
Chuntao was aggrieved and wanted to say something to Ziyan, but was stopped by Rong Changan.