So the memorial of the Ministry of War was suppressed on the grounds that the treasury was empty, and the popularity of the Ministry of War threw countless cups, scolded the traitor and wronged the country, and said that Daliang's society would sooner or later be destroyed by such a group of people from the Lijian. .
But what does this have to do with Master Chitose? At this moment, our nine thousand-year-old is standing in front of piles of boxes, looking at a group of clothing materials from the south.
The people in the south are skillful and good at weaving and embroidery. The brocades weaved are bright in color, beautiful in patterns and good in texture. They can be as thin as cicada wings or as smooth and warm as fat jade. They wear them as if they are their own skin. A little discomfort, but also warm in winter and cool in summer.
As for the thorns, the patterns are even more beautiful. There are lifelike colorful butterflies in love with flowers, gorgeous birds and phoenixes, and majestic and extravagant double dragons playing with beads. There are all kinds of them. Lin Qing's face shows satisfaction. smile.
The eunuch in charge sat beside him and said flatteringly: "Master Qiansui, these are all presented by people from the Jiangnan Metropolis a few days ago. Not long after I arrived, the Treasury of the Internal Affairs Office has not yet been accepted. Several empresses like it very much. Do you want to discuss a few batches first, do you see?"
"Oh, it seems that this cloth is really really good, Xiaodezi, our family looks pretty good too, if a few concubines want it, I will send it to them first, but it's just a matter of proportion, and the account will be recorded in private. Well, it's not good if you want something that you like that day, or if you want to make some shit." Lin Qing said slowly.
"The slave has written it down." The eunuch in charge, known as Xiaodezi, said respectfully.
"That box of Shuiyun satin looks good in our house." Lin Qing said casually.
Xiao Dezi's heart skipped a beat, and his face was immediately filled with a smile: "If you like it, Master Chitose, this Yunshui Duanzi slave will immediately send you to Chitose House."
Lin Qing glanced at him, and Xiao Dezi's heart trembled, thinking, is it wrong? Oops, Master Chitose has always seldom returned to the manor, so why did he think of sending it there! It's better to send it directly to the treasury of the supervisor of li!
Unexpectedly, Lin Qing glanced at him faintly and said, "He's someone who can handle things."
Oh, Lord Chitose laughed, Xiao Dezi's heart is so sweet, I didn't expect it to be exactly what Lord Chitose wanted!
Lin Qing walked out with a group of people slowly, and Xiao Dezi suddenly remembered that Mr. Chitose didn't seem to care about these things for a long time, let alone come here in person, what happened today
Lin Qing, who was walking on the palace steps of the promenade, looked at the flowers full of flowers outside the corridor, and said leisurely to Lin Jiu, who was following behind him: "Xiao Jiu, you said that everyone likes beautiful things, right? "
Lin Jiu replied, "Godfather is right, Lin Jiu has never met anyone who doesn't like beautiful things, whether it's a man or a woman."
Lin Qing's long and narrow eyebrows seemed a bit stern at this time: "Although beautiful things are liked, they must be rejected in the end. People's hearts are fickle, how can they hold on forever?"
Lin Jiu didn't understand a little, the godfather's tone was asking him? Still asking himself
Lin Qing didn't want to get an answer from him either, he just said, "Let the embroidered lady from Qiansuifu make clothes for me specially, make a few sets of clothes from the Yunshui satin just now and send them to Caiwei Courtyard, do you understand?" Weiyuan is also Zhao Zimu's small courtyard.
"Yes," Lin Jiu said respectfully, thinking at the same time, it seems that this beauty Zhao is not to be underestimated, she can actually please her godfather so well.
At this time, in the Hall of Kindness where the Empress Dowager was located, the Empress Dowager took the emperor's hand and said, "Son, recently Aijia has always been restless, always thinking of what your father looked like when he was alive, your father was worried about the country and the people. I worked hard for the people of Daliang all my life, but went too early. Aijia misses him very much. I am afraid that your father and emperor also miss me, so I dream of Aijia every day, so Aijia thinks about going to Lingsi for your father and emperor. Zhu Xiang, why don't you go with Ai's family? Presumably your royal father misses you and prays for your father too."
"The emperor is not filial." Emperor Jing Hui said guiltily: "The emperor will let his children and grandchildren go with him in the future, so that the father and emperor can see his children and grandchildren."
Emperor Jing Hui's eyes were very sincere, which made the Queen Mother very gratified. Although this emperor of hers is not as good as his father in governing the government, he is not a faint-hearted emperor. He is soft-hearted and easily deceived. It would be better to distinguish between the loyal and the traitor, the queen mother thought.
In the seventeen years of Emperor Jinghui's reign, although he had no great achievements, he also had no major worries. The country was stable, and although the struggle between the government and the opposition was fierce, it was measured. At least the appearance of a peaceful and prosperous age was still there.
In the East Palace of the Crown Prince, a group of the Prince's staff, the Prince's Taifu and the uncle gathered together, one of the staff said to Situ Yaohua: "His Royal Highness Prince, now that His Royal Highness the Third Prince has the help of that eunuch Lin Qing, what should we do next? it is good?"
Situ Yaohua glanced at Lin Xiang, wanting to hear what advice he had.
Lin Xiang Lin Xian is the uncle of Situ Yaohua. He has been immersed in the government for many years. He is wily and has a good reputation in the court. Many civil officials in the court regard him as their leader. At this time, many people also looked at Lin Xiang.
Lin Xiang was fifty years old now, and he was also an old man of the late emperor's generation. His words were the most far-sighted and most valuable.
Lin Xiang slowly took a sip from the tea cup beside the table, put down the cup in a hurry, stroked his beard and said, "Don't worry, His Royal Highness, you are His Majesty's direct son, the first grandson born to the Queen. As long as you don't make mistakes, you won't be able to make a fool of yourself." Lin Xiang said confidently.
"Then we don't care about them?" said one of the prince's staff. They always felt that Lin Xiang's thinking was too simple, and they were always a little uneasy.
"No one can shake the position of His Royal Highness. As long as His Royal Highness stays in the East Palace, no one will be able to turn the tide, but we still have to guard against some hidden arrows, and we cannot let others stab us. His Highness only needs to show With our own abilities, and by virtue of our own identity, who will be disobedient? Also, if the enemy does not move, we will not move, and if the enemy moves, then we must seize their loopholes and weaken their power. The thing is..." Lin Xiang sold out, smiled, and glanced at everyone present.
Situ Yaohua knew that his uncle had always been capable, and at this moment he couldn't help but curiously said, "Uncle, please tell me?"
Uncle Guo smiled and said, "Even if we don't move on the Third Prince's side, others will move." Lin Xiang affirmed.
Situ Yaohua was a little puzzled: "What uncle said is the second brother?"
Lin Xiang smiled and nodded, Situ Yaohua said in a puzzled way: "Although the second brother's strength is not weak, he has always been good at disguising and does not take action easily. How can my uncle be sure that he will do it?"
Everyone had the same doubts, but the Taifu, who had not spoken at this time, spoke up: "His Royal Highness, you have to know how terrifying the influence of power on people, the first thing the third prince will deal with after gaining power is definitely not you, but The second prince, who is weaker than him, can the second prince watch the power in his hands weaken little by little? People are forced to be anxious, but they can do anything."
Everyone suddenly realized and nodded, and at the same time a little excited, what could be more pleasant than seeing their enemies fight each other to the death and death, but they are the winners in the end
"What's more," everyone's attention was attracted by Uncle Guo again. A bright light flashed in the deep eyes of Uncle Guo: "Maybe, we will have unexpected harvests."
Everyone thought thoughtfully, and Situ Yaohua's eyes suddenly brightened, and there was even a faint glimmer of joy in his eyes.
Uncle Guo and Taifu looked at each other with smiles in their eyes. Although His Royal Highness was a little younger, he was clear at one point. He was calm in his plans, and already had the demeanor of a future Mingjun, which made them very happy and gratified.
Nine thousand years old mansion, in Zhao Zimu's small courtyard.
"Miss, ma'am?" Ling'er called out a few times, but the person on the bed didn't move, so she couldn't help but be a little worried.
A few days ago, Linger felt that something was wrong with her young lady, and she seemed to be sleepy again. Linger has seen this situation before. Sometimes the young lady always lies in bed for a period of time during the year, saying that she is sleepy and always wants to sleep. She will lie in bed for ten days or even a month when she lies down. If I can't come out of the door, I don't like my usual preferences.
But this has rarely happened in the past few years, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried. The person on the bed comforted her a few words and then fell back to sleep. Linger had no choice but to go out.
The one lying on the bed is naturally the Xueyi that Zhao Zimu borrowed from Aunt Qing. Xueyi is about the same age as Zhao Zimu. Since he was a child, he often pretends to be himself for Zhao Zimu, although he is the same as the little girl next to Zhao Zimu. The maid is already very familiar with her, but in order not to reveal her flaws, she still talks less and does less well, and the Nine Thousand Years House is not a good place.
At this time, Ling'er, who had just left Zhao Zimu's house and was walking towards the small kitchen, was frightened and dumbfounded. She knelt down immediately, and said a little tremblingly, "Slave, this servant has seen you before. Lord Chitose."
Lin Qing snorted and asked, "How is your lady doing these days?"
What does Chitose mean? How is it going to ask her how is the lady? Has Lord Chitose ever asked a beauty like this
Ling'er shivered, and then said timidly: "Miss, the lady is okay, but I'm a little sleepy these days, I always like to stay in the room and don't like to come out."
Lin Qing frowned, and walked directly over Linger to Zhao Zimu's house. He stopped in front of the house for a while before letting the people who followed him guard him, and then walked in by himself.
And Xueyi was lying on the bed dozing at this time, even if she heard the sound, she didn't need to open her eyes, anyway, make less mistakes.
The footsteps slowly approached her bed, and the visitor stopped in front of her bed. A low, hoarse and feminine voice sounded slowly, the voice was very low, as if worried about disturbing the person on the bed: "Are you angry? Why? I've been lying in bed these days? It's not good for my health. It's not that I don't want you to go out, but I always have to send someone to follow you wherever you go, so it's also safe."
The tone of the person who came was already very low, but the snow clothes on the bed seemed to be struck by lightning at this time, her body was stiff, and only a few words kept ringing in her mind.
Is this nine thousand years old? ! ! ! !