CHAPTER XIII
"Please come over to your best master here, I'm going to get something."
The guy slipped in, and after a while, a man stepped into the door, his clothes danced lightly, his black hair was lightly raised, like a touch of lilac cloud smoke drifting into his eyes, the big peony followed his pace slowly, his eyes were like a black glass under the mountain stream and clear spring, bright and cold, Qiong's nose was like a white jade carving, perfect without a trace of flaw, the lips were pink and moist, it was really a demon, Qing'er couldn't help but admire, in ancient times, it was really a beautiful man's eyes, "I heard that the girl has something to invite?" β
Leng Shaochen looked around with sharp eyes, showing cold and noble, Qing'er squinted without any expression, "I don't know what the master is called?" β
"Under the surname Leng, the name is Shaochen." Leng Shaochen has been cold and affectionate in his life, and he is the same to everyone.
"Young Master Leng, can you create these?" She unfolded the elaborate drawings in her hand.
"Silver needle?" There were also some strange-shaped blades, and Leng Shaochen's eyes were dyed with a hint of shrewdness.
"Young Master Leng, when can I pick up the goods?"
"Miss is from the Medicine King Valley?" Leng Shaochen was not in a hurry to answer.
"Hmm." Qing'er replied casually, thinking that the money on her body was not enough to cover this expense, and if she could delay it for a while, she could barely make it up. Since the name of the Medicine King Valley can help her, why not use it.
Leng Shaochen had never heard that the Medicine King Valley had accepted a female disciple, the Medicine King had a strange and suspicious temper, and he was only such a precious apprentice as the Wonderful Hand Fairy in this life. It's funny, the fairy is clean, she has never married at the age of twenty, it is difficult to be the fiancΓ©e of the fairy of the wonderful hand, and there are only rumors of words on the rivers and lakes.
He carefully considered it, and the light in the corner of his eyes was fixed on Qing'er, the lynx cloak alone was beyond the reach of ordinary people. It is unspeakably expensive, the magic hand fairy practices the rivers and lakes, and the price is often tens of thousands, and even ten thousand taels of gold may not be able to move. Yaowanggu did not enter the dynasty to participate in politics, but he also treated the royal family many times, and had to retreat a few points.
"Miss, these objects are expensive and need to be made of wrought iron, pig iron is easy to rust and break, I am afraid that it will take a few days. Dare to ask where the young lady's house is, the items are ready, and I will send them to you. β
"No need, I'll pick it up sometime." Qing'er categorically wouldn't let people send these things to the Jin Palace.
"Half a moon." Leng Shaochen spit out two words, and Qing'er flashed without hesitation.
"Let people stare at the point and find out the details." Leng Shaochen commanded in a low voice. This shop was one of his many eyes and ears, and he won over the prince's courtiers and learned news from far and wide. Today, for the news from the border pass, I personally went on a trip, and I actually met such a wonderful person.
"Miss, the charcoal sent by the prince has just been lit in the house, and the smoke is bigger, you wait a while."
No wonder as soon as she entered the yard, the little girl's crooked face bloomed, and she made trouble for a long time, for this, "A little favor and small profit will buy you, if you can't wait, your young lady and I will be sold by you." β
"It depends on who you sell it to, Miss, if the prince of Jin is willing to buy it, a hundred slaves and maids are willing."
"Dead girl, Miss, I don't sell it."
Qing'er took the time to run to Fenglin Mountain twice in succession, touching the silver ticket accumulated in her hand, "Magpie, how much does it cost to buy a small courtyard in the capital." β
"It depends on where you buy it? How big to buy? The magpie kept tidying up the house, and Qing'er sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her legs.
"It's not big, it's elegant and chic, it's quiet."
"Oh, the courtyard on the outskirts of the city, no more, two or three hundred taels."
"Once you've packed up, go out with me."
"Miss, you don't really want to buy a yard, but what are we going to buy those, marry your husband, and follow your father at home. Miss, your current identity, out of the Jin Palace, is the Prime Minister's Mansion, what do you want that courtyard? "The magpie, the ghost girl, is obviously knocking on the side to remind her, even if she is divorced by the King of Jin, the Prime Minister's Mansion will still come to pick her up. But it is because of the old lady's love for her, she will never let her be exposed.
"Then if I hadn't been Murong Qing'er, the prince of Jin wouldn't have to write a letter of resignation, and the old lady wouldn't have to worry about it."
The magpie didn't care about the dirt on her hands, reached out and touched her forehead, touching her own, "Miss Mo has a fever again, she talks some nonsense, the slave and the maid get along with the lady day and night, although the temperament of the lady rises and falls after falling into the water, but the slave and the maid can still distinguish clearly, the young lady should not say these marginal words again, beware of being listened to by someone with a heart, and the incident will be repeated." β
I've been here for a few days, and I've been out a few times, but I haven't really visited the market. Qing'er pulled the magpie and stopped, "What a magnificent restaurant, presumably the food is passable, it has been coarse tea and light rice for so long, and the better one is mixed beef noodles." β
"Miss, this is the most luxurious restaurant in the capital, we can't afford to eat it." The magpie's eyes were full of anticipation, but his hands were dragging her deadly.
"Miss is in for a treat, let's go."
Qing'er was dressed in men's clothes, thin and polite, and Xiao Er greeted her, "The two sons, please." β
"Little Er, upstairs in the private room, pick a few things you are good at here for the master."
"Come on, master, please be okay, the private room on the second floor, two distinguished guests."
"Miss, it's expensive here." The magpie's little face was blue and white, and her fingers trembled, even the sleeves of her coat trembled.
"Don't worry, even if you eat the overlord meal, I won't bother you, Miss."
"Overlord meal? Miss, Prince Jin won't care about us? β
She shook off the magpie and strode forward, the dishes were very fast, and after a while, the six dishes were in place, she was not polite, the oil and water in her stomach had dried up early, and she didn't care about the image, she ate a lot, the magpie pouted, the young lady had no heart and lungs, and she didn't have so much money in her pocket.
Qing'er threw out a silver ticket, "Is it enough?" β
"One hundred taels, miss, let's eat." The magpie's eyes lit up, and he ate a lot, and the master and servant put down their chopsticks only when their stomachs were a little round.
In the No. 1 private room, Leng Shaochen's interested fingers tapped on the table, "The prince, the daughter of the general Shangguan, the talent, calligraphy and painting are all good, the general holds the military power, and the queen mother's mind is also a good countermeasure, Shangguan Bai is the pearl of the general's palm, a chess piece that the queen mother rarely looks at, although the queen mother is the niece of the queen mother, but she has a clear opinion, and she is wholeheartedly biased towards the emperor, and the queen mother does not like it." β
"Last time, you said that the crown princess was chosen, and the palace thought you understood, and after a long time, I already knew that the queen mother was going to join forces with General Shangguan, and you are the friend of life and death of your highness. Actually, I know very well what Shangguan means for a stable position, over the years, I have not been able to elect the crown princess, but I feel that I have given up too many things for that position, and now, I am obsessed with finding a favorite person, in addition to the bloody rain, someone can treat me sincerely. It seems that it is wishful thinking after all. β