175 Give it a go, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle?
Today's Dragon Boat Festival flower banquet ended at dusk. Empress Dowager Hua finally selected the young ladies from the five families and prepared to choose a date for Hua Su to come to the palace to see each other and strive to get married before September this year.
In everyone's opinion, this is the reason why Queen Mother Hua insisted on hosting this banquet...
Except for the true direct descendants of the Hua family.
Only they knew that the purpose of the banquet was not to choose a bride, nor to humiliate King Xuan's lineage, but rather to carefully sew the sachets that the girls were required to wear every day.
Of course, if someone insists on picking it off, the florist will not care.
After all, who can believe that those sachets contain the goodwill of the Hua family?
On the third day after the Dragon Boat Festival, the dispute in the court started again.
Focusing on whether hunting should be done in Mingqiu Mountain, the three major factions started to quarrel again, turning Dayan Chaotang into a vegetable market in the west of the city.
But the good news is that the Xuanwang lineage finally loosened their tone, and the Hua family and the Qiwang lineage announced that all officials can participate in hunting, as long as they have the strength.
Obviously, this is what the Xuanwang lineage is waiting for.
But don’t Hua Dang and King Qi know their purpose?
Very clear.
However, the Beiyi delegation will arrive in Beijing in half a month at most, leaving them with very little time to prepare for the hunt. Any further delay will affect their political performance.
So Queen Mother Hua and King Qi worked together, and finally gritted their teeth and swallowed this sigh of relief in front of the overall situation.
Compared to the aggrieved two parties, the Xuan Wang family quickly became low-key and restrained, as if they had never planned anything.
Only Feng Xuan and Yan Moqing quietly retreated into seclusion and began their last detoxification.
He needs a completely healthy body to cope with the coming storm.
Of course, it is not only the three factions in the court and the middle school who are making preparations, but also the Xiao family.
It's just that compared to other people's fights for power and profit, Xiao Xiruo is liquidating all the movable silver in his hands and the large amounts of grain that are about to mature in the manor on the outskirts of the city.
A few days after Wang Ting came to the palace to report, Prince Ye's Mansion, the General's Mansion, Lin Jiayan himself, and even the Wang sisters who had technical shares, all received extremely generous dividends.
As the major shareholder who controlled more than half of the company, Xiao Xiruo naturally made a lot of money, which made Jiang Xue and others cry holding the banknotes.
Not only the dividends from Chongyan Pavilion, but also the large amount of gifts that Xiao Xiruo obtained by using rice dumplings that day.
All in all, Xiao Xiruo became rich overnight.
Then I only got rich overnight.
Because the money was put into the newly opened clothing workshop the next day, and she started making cotton clothes for the Xiao family's cavalry.
After all, in Xiao Xiruo's plan, she also wanted her brother to take away the first batch of goods when he returned, so as to save herself a fortune in shipping costs.
"The military rations will last until the end of the year, and the cotton-padded clothes will be finished before October. If I continue to generate income, I should be able to make the Xiao family rich in a few years..."
Holding a red pen in her hand and an abacus in front of her, Xiao Xiruo's face was pale, but with a faint smile.
She was just doing what she could, but in the eyes of Xue Xue and others, this scene was surprisingly warm.
More than half a year ago, they followed their empress on the carriage to Beijing.
The world is full of dust and the future is bleak...
The Hua family, the lineage of King Qi, the lineage of King Xuan, as well as officials of all sizes in the court, concubines with high or low status in the palace...
Everyone seemed to be polite to them, but Fengxue and others knew that none of them thought highly of them.
These people think that Beiliang is a barbaric land, that the people of Beiliang are brave and foolhardy, that the Xiao family is a dog, and that they are a very, very poor dog who can only survive by selling their daughters...
And the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, the current Concubine Xiao, is even more of a tuberculosis ghost, a bottomless pit, a little hostage who may die at any time.
But who would have thought that such a sick man could use his weak body to carry the entire Beiliang cavalry and the strength of the Xiao family.
In the past, the cavalry soldiers did not have enough to eat, but now they have stocked up on food until the end of this year.
I used to suffer from the cold every winter, and the cotton-padded clothes sent by the court were full of torn paper...
But the empress said that anyone in her workshop who dared to use paper for the soldiers would have his hand tendons and hamstrings cut off.
The cotton must be solid and frost-resistant. No matter how good the material is, it must be durable.
Because in the heart of the empress, no one should be frozen, but those soldiers who shed blood and died for the country should not be frozen.
In half a year, step by step, they followed the empress with pride and determination, and became deeply determined to guard her side and serve her to the death.
Then their queen said...
"In that case, then each of you go and copy a book for me. Yes, just copy the thickest one, "The Chronicles of Dayan". The Beiyi Mission should be here by the time you finish copying. Well, being idle is also idle.
Stay tuned."
Snowfall: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Now that we are saying that we farted just now, is it still too late for you to see?
Obviously, it's too late.
Ignoring the resentful looks in Xue Xue's and others' eyes, as well as the constantly refreshing negative emotions, Xiao Xiruo felt that it was time for her to try her hand at turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.
So she quickly took the hands of Wen Susu and Chu Jiaojiao, and led her two guardians into the dormitory.
While Xiao Xiruo was burning incense, purifying her hands, and making preparations to beg her grandfather and grandma, Wen Susu took the initiative to impart work experience to Chu Jiaojiao, who was eating steamed buns.
For example, don’t be surprised when you see your empress vomiting blood. Quickly hand her a basin. If she vomits too much, acupuncture is also necessary. If that doesn’t work, we can still fight fire with fire...
The first few sentences Chu Jiaojiao heard were confused, but she was still very good at fighting poison with poison.
She even rarely spoke to Wen Susu and asked him how poisonous the poison was.
She was afraid that she might accidentally send the sick beauty away...
So a second later, Chu Jiaojiao and her steamed buns were kicked out of the dormitory by Wen Susu, and were permanently disqualified from practicing medicine in Changle Palace.
It was on this day that all the concubines in the palace heard that the one from Changle Palace was vomiting blood again, and she was laughing and vomiting at the same time. The emperor was so frightened that he did not dare to leave her side for three days.
There is no way, who makes her smile when she opens her eyes, and makes her bleed when she smiles?
Ten times in three days, basin after basin of bloody water was carried out of the dormitory...
So starting from the third day, the news in the palace that the imperial concubine was dying had become rampant. Even the Empress Dowager Hua, who had been cheated by the imperial concubine not long ago, sent people to guard outside the palace. The old ginseng who was hanging for his life went in as if he didn't want any money.
smash.
Finally, Xiao Xiruo opened her eyes after five days of confusion.
The first person she saw was none other than the little Emperor Dayan who had been guarding her by her bedside for who knows how long.
Her eyes were blood red and her appearance was haggard. The hand covering her wrist was trembling, as if it would take a lifetime of courage to hold her tightly. This chapter has been completed!