My name is General's Little Uncle

Chapter 42: :Don't cry, smile

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Shaoyao went out to see Nanny Qian off, while Platycodon went aside to wipe the dust in the side hall.

The weather is cold, and the windows need to be papered. The queen's quilt is a bit thin, so we have to find a way to send it in. As for food, we hope that the people in the palace will starve to death, so we have to find a way, otherwise the queen's body will not be able to bear it.

Su Junyao poured herself a cup of tea. There was no good tea in the cold palace, so she used a can of rough tea foam secretly sent from the laundry room. Not to mention the palace, she had never seen anyone drink this tea foam before entering the palace.

When poured with boiling water, it becomes turbid and has a layer of white foam on top, which makes people lose their appetite.

Shaoyao has to rinse the tea three times each time to get rid of the floating foam. At this moment, the tea soup is still quite clear if you don't look at the tea foam floating in the middle.

"Jigen, are you guys wondering how Madam Qian could enter the palace and be in charge of things beside Noble Lady Yue?"

Su Junyao took a sip of tea and asked softly.

Kikyo and Shaoyao, who had just entered the house after delivering money to Nanny, were slightly startled when they heard this. They really didn't know.

"Back then, Concubine Yue had just entered the palace and didn't know the palace rules. She was framed by the eunuch in charge of the office and her name was suppressed. She sat on the bench for two years. Once, she met Concubine Song at that time. They entered the palace together and she was secretly ridiculed. I guess she was a little desperate at the time. She secretly hid in the pavilion and wiped her tears. She was seen by Madam Qian, who gave her some advice."

Su Junyao turned his head and looked out the window. It was already autumn, and he didn't know whether anyone had told Xuer to put on more clothes or whether anyone had taken care of him during meals.

"That's how the palace is. When Concubine Yue's offering was delivered to another eunuch, her name tag was quickly sent up. Concubine Yue is pretty, so it's only a matter of time before she's favored. Everything that happened afterwards just happened naturally. Concubine Yue doesn't have any dealings with Madam Qian on the surface, but in fact, whenever she encounters a problem, she'll think of asking Madam Qian. She's just lucky. I helped her solve it when I was free."

"My Lady, did you arrange for Madam Qian to enter the palace?"

Shaoyao knelt down, poured another cup of tea for Su Junyao, and asked with her head tilted.

"She wanted to come in herself, and she felt that only by coming in could she be of use to me."

"I don't know where Miss Seven is now. She is so beautiful, how can General Yan let her go to Yancheng alone?" Shaoyao has always been outspoken. She has changed a lot since entering the palace, but she is still the same in front of the Empress.

Su Junyao picked up the teacup and lowered his eyes to look at the tea in the cup. The tea was floating up and down, yet clear and bright.

"Kikyo."

"The servant is here."

"Write a letter to Yan Gui for me. I have already sent the gift, so he should also express his gratitude."

"Yes, I'll go now." Kikyo walked out backwards. The desk was in the side hall, but the ink needed to be ground and settled for a while before it could be brought in.

It stinks. Since she was a child, Kikyo has only heard of the smell of ink and smelled all kinds of ink. This is the first time she has smelled this kind of stinky ink. That day, she ground the ink and prepared to practice calligraphy for the empress. As a result, as soon as the ink was ground, a strange stinky smell came. She couldn't help it and ran out.

It was the queen who ground the ink herself.

There was a lack of food and clothing in the cold palace, but Kikyo never cried. She also never cried when she was sick and almost died. Once she ground ink, Kikyo cried all night long behind the empress's back.

Your Majesty has lived a life of luxury since childhood, and has never suffered such suffering.

And Su Junyao just said lightly: "Don't cry, smile"