The embroidery girls in the assorted workshop are divided into three grades, the clothes made by the primary embroidery girls are generally sold for a set of three to ten taels of silver, and the clothes made by the intermediate embroidery girls are sold between ten and twenty taels, as for the high-level, it will definitely not be less than twenty taels of silver!

"Zhong waste, where did you go to steal the money to buy such expensive clothes?" Zhong Piaoxiang also saw that the clothes Zhong Piaoxue was wearing were from the assorted workshop, although they were made by junior embroiderers, but this also made Zhong Piaoxiang jealous for a while, because she did not have a set of clothes embroidered by the embroidery girls of the assorted workshop. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Steal? Second sister, do you think it's necessary for me to steal? "This means a lot, she is a concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, ten taels a month, up to the food expenses of ordinary people for a year and a half, is there any difficulty in buying a dress embroidered by the junior embroidery lady of the assorted workshop? Is it necessary for her to steal?

If the dignified Miss Yan of the Prime Minister's Mansion needs to steal silver to buy clothes, if this matter spreads, the people outside will definitely know immediately that the aunt in the Prime Minister's Mansion is deducting Miss Yan's monthly salary, causing Miss Yan to fall to the point of stealing silver to buy clothes, and those people outside will definitely condemn the aunts in the Prime Minister's Mansion!

Anyway, she is the daughter of the county lord of Anping, the granddaughter of the king of Pingnan, if this matter is big, it will not be good for anyone, Zhong Piaoxue doesn't believe that Zhong Piaoxiang will not know the consequences!

"Humph!" Hearing the meaning of this sentence, Zhong Piaoxiang, who had nothing to say, snorted coldly and stopped talking.

For a while, the atmosphere was dull, and Xigong Bowen really couldn't bear to be ignored, so he shouted to Zhong Piaoxue with his back to him: "Piaoxue, Your Highness has been in for so long, don't you still salute?" ”

Hearing Xigong Bowen's voice, Zhong Piaoxue slowly put down the teacup in her hand, and after a long time of grinding, she turned to Xigong Bowen and saluted: "Piaoxue has seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

The moment she saw Zhong Piaoxue's face, Xigong Bowen couldn't help but be stunned in place, and Zhong Piaoxiang seemed more calm, because she had already seen Zhong Piaoxue's beautiful face.

The person in front of me has indeed changed, and it is a huge change!

In the past, Zhong Piaoxue never dressed up herself, except for every time she saw Xigong Bowen, but when she saw Xigong Bowen, even if she was dressed, she was nondescript, she looked like a dirt bun, and her appearance at that time was not as beautiful as it is now!

And now, Zhong Piaoxue has learned to dress up, she is no longer the appearance of the dirt bun, now she looks as beautiful and moving as a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and her face is almost the same as the late Lord of Anping!

Zhong Piaoxiang subconsciously looked at Xigong Bowen on the side, and just saw a touch of surprise in Xigong Bowen's eyes, Zhong Piaoxiang felt a thick crisis, and couldn't wait to immediately rush up and scratch Zhong Piaoxue's face!

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Piaoxue has already saluted, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has nothing to do, please leave, Piaoxue's dilapidated courtyard can't afford to entertain you!" After the salute, Zhong Piaoxue began to catch up with Xigong Bowen.

"Ahem...... The reason why His Highness came here in person was because he heard that you were injured and came to see you, and since you are fine, His Highness will go and get busy. It wasn't until Zhong Piaoxue spoke out that Xigong Bowen came back to his senses, and after saying this, he fled from this place in a hurry, as if there was some flood beast behind him!

"His Royal Highness the Prince......" Seeing Xigong Bowen leaving, Zhong Piaoxiang first shouted, and then she also chased after her quickly.

After a while, only Zhong Piaoxue, a pair of master and servant, remained in this dilapidated small courtyard.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was shocked by your beauty! When he looked at you just now, he saw that both eyes were straight! Hehe! "Sure that Xigong Bowen and his party will not come back here, Qing Ling said this to Zhong Piaoxue.

"You girl! Well, it won't be long before His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely come to your young lady, but it will definitely not be a good thing! Zhong Piaoxue replied.

"Isn't it, miss? I think it's a good thing! Judging from Xigong Bowen's reaction today, Qing Ling never thought that the next time Xigong Bowen came to find his own lady, it would be a bad thing!

"There is Zhong Piaoxiang slandering your young lady in his ear, do you think it will be good if the prince comes again?" Hearing Qing Ling's words, Zhong Piaoxue asked rhetorically.

"Uh...... It's also said ......" Thinking of Zhong Piaoxiang's personality, Qing Ling changed his mind.

【…… Extra ...... It's hard to find a daughter......]

After a few days of calm days and children, on this day, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Xigong Bowen really came to the Prime Minister's Mansion again, the last time he came, the Prime Minister was still playing chess with the emperor in the palace, and it was Zhong Piaoxiang who entertained him.

This time, Prime Minister Zhong Zhenyuan was in the house, and he personally entertained Xigong Bowen, and after hearing Xigong Bowen say that he came to find Zhong Piaoxue, Zhong Zhenyuan remembered his daughter who had been neglected for ten years, and then he hurriedly ordered someone to find Zhong Piaoxue.

Although Zhong Zhenyuan is middle-aged, and his hair is a few gray, he is not like others who will become ugly when he reaches this age, and he can vaguely see his handsome and beautiful face when he was young, and he also has a domineering spirit that belongs to the strong, so you can imagine how high-spirited he was when he was young.

In the small courtyard, Qing Ling was dressing up Zhong Piaoxue, and at this moment, a maid walked in and said to Zhong Piaoxue respectfully: "Third Miss, Xiangye, please go to the hall!" ”

"Did my father say anything?" Zhong Piaoxue asked lightly.

"Xiangye didn't say why, just asked the slave to come over and tell you, let you hurry up to the hall, the other slaves and maids don't know." The maid spoke again.

"Okay, got it, I'll be over in a moment." Zhong Piaoxue waved her hand, signaling that the maid could go down.

After finishing the makeup, Zhong Piaoxue took Qingling and went to the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xigong Bowen was sitting on the main seat tasting the good tea sent by his subordinates, while Zhong Zhenyuan stood beside Xigong Bowen, asking a few words from time to time to see what Xigong Bowen needed.

Although Zhong Zhenyuan was very respectful to Xigong Bowen, he didn't show that kind of sycophant look on his face at all, if he was another official, I am afraid that what would be revealed would be a nodding posture!