Emperor Joan of Arc still thought about it for a long time, and then nodded: "That's it, just according to your words." As he spoke, he took the belt that Wen Qingwu was saying and tied it, and began to tie it himself: "The rosewood low case next to my bed, in the bottom drawer on the left, there is a palm-sized token, you go and get it." ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu walked to take it out, looked for the rosewood table and opened the drawer, and sure enough, he saw a few tokens inside, some big and some small, but there were also a few palm-sized ones.

"Your Majesty, there are several tokens."

"The one with the big palm."

"There are several palm-sized ones."

"The piece made of white jade has a pan tattoo on it, and a 'holy order' is written on the front." Emperor Joan of Arc said as he tied his belt.

Wen Qingwu followed what Emperor Joan of Arc said and found a jade pendant made of white jade, picked it up and walked to Emperor Joan of Arc: "Your Majesty, but this piece?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at it and nodded: "Yes, that's it." You take it, this token is given to you, use it first. You can go anywhere in the palace. You don't have to report it when you go, everyone in the palace knows this brand. Whether you go to the Tai Hospital, the Xi Official Bureau, or the East Garden to pick those precious flowers and plants for medicine, they will not stop you when they see this brand. ”

Wen Qingwu didn't expect Emperor Zhende to give him such a brand, and when he held it in his hand, he suddenly felt that his palm burned: "This... Wouldn't it be inappropriate to give this token to the slave? ”

"I am the Son of Heaven, can I be wrong?" Emperor Zhende glanced at Wen Qingwu and patted the robe with his belt: "I gave you this, not only because of treating Nineteen, but also because of the witch on Nineteen's body." As light as he doesn't know anything about Wu over there, he is only in charge of the safety of the imperial city, and it is not good to run to the harem all day long. In the harem, you have to find out for me. Otherwise, why do you think I gave you this token? When the waist wears a good look? ”

Emperor Joan of Arc snorted as he said, "If you can't find out why, I won't want you to look good." ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu could only respond, and then carefully placed the token in his arms.

After changing the clothes and recruiting the maidservants, Li Jianzhi walked in: "Everyone, it's almost breakfast time." Do you want to drive to the Qinghe Temple? ”

A few days ago, Emperor Joan of Arc agreed to Concubine Jiang De, and today she went to her Qinghe Hall for breakfast. I almost forgot about it, but Li Jianzhi kept remembering it, so I came to remind him.

Emperor Joan of Arc nodded: "Prepare for the drive." With that, he walked towards the outside of the main hall with a few people who served him.

In the interval between preparations, Wen Qingwu, Aunt Cheng Jin and Li Jianzhi used a simple breakfast, quickly filled their hungry stomachs, and then served Emperor Zhende to Concubine Jiang De's Qinghe Palace.

She and Cheng Jin served Emperor Zhende together after finishing the meal, and was pulled by Concubine Jiang De to say a few words of homely things, and then followed Emperor Zhende out of the Qinghe Palace.

Concubine Jiang De stood at the door of her hall and bent her legs to send off Emperor Joan of Arc, and when Emperor Zhende walked away, she got up, and her eyes fell on the beautiful back of Emperor Joan of Arc.

Emperor Zhende lowered his head slightly and said something to her, and Wen Qingwu replied from time to time. As he spoke, he saw Emperor Joan of Arc reach out and grab Wen Qingwu's hand.

"Niangniang, this gentle and talented person, it doesn't look simple." The grand duke next to him, Dorjee, whispered.

"Isn't it simple, just think about it for others." Concubine Jiang Defei said, turned around and walked into the hall.

Emperor Joan of Arc left the Qinghe Palace, because he had just eaten and didn't want to be a royal driver immediately, so he walked for a while to eat.

Wen Qingwu followed him out of the Qinghe Palace. The temple is burning with a dragon on the ground, and the heating is attacking, and she is still comfortable wearing this thin cotton. As soon as she came out of the hall, the cold wind blowing from the shop outside the hall in the ice and snow made her shiver.

He walked out after Emperor Joan of Arc and was reluctant to do so, so he couldn't bear the itch in his throat, and covered his mouth with his hands into fists and coughed in a low voice. Emperor Joan of Arc heard the movement next to him, and turned to look at Wen Qingwu behind him: "What's the matter, it's cold?" ”

Wen Qingwu coughed too uncomfortably, and only shook his head.

Seeing her so dissatisfied, Emperor Joan reached out to grab her hand, Wen Qingwu wanted to dodge but quickly stopped the movement in his hand and let Emperor Joan of Arc grab it.

"Why is it cold like this?" Emperor Joan of Arc held her hand, probed the temperature and let go: "It's a cold day, and I don't wear it." ”

"I'm a slave now, how can I wear a big hat?" Wen Qingwu lowered his head and replied, covering his mouth and coughing twice as he spoke.

Emperor Zhende turned his head to look at Cheng Jin, who was wearing a big cotton jacket worn by the palace people in the cold winter, which was uniformly purchased and distributed by the Shangfu Bureau.

Emperor Joan of Arc suddenly remembered that at the beginning of the winter, in order to squeeze Wen Jinze, he also had people send the clothes worn by the slaves and maids at that time. At that time, the temperature was not so low, and the palace people wore thin cotton, and the thin cotton was given at that time. It's just that later, where can anyone really see her and the slave and maid as exactly the same place, and the ones who receive them are all customized by the five talents.

Wupin talent people have a winter day according to the custom, and she naturally received it.

But she doesn't have the palace people's big padded jackets.

Wen Qingwu listened to Emperor Zhende's words and did not respond. This silence made Emperor Joan of Arc "snort" from his nose.

"Go back and put on the big gun, and then freeze like this, how can you serve me?" Emperor Joan of Arc muttered, "I came in from outside early this morning, and I was frozen with a cold air. Don't be nineteen's body hasn't healed yet, and he's sick by himself. ”

"It's just ......" Wen Qingwu hesitated when he opened his mouth: "Now I am a slave, and according to the order of the palace, I am not qualified to wear a big hat." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc was a little angry when he heard it, "Why is it not qualified?" Lao Tzu didn't cut your talent, how can you not wear it? Ming'er put it on Lao Tzu, and there was a lot of crooked nonsense. ”

"Whoever wants to talk about you, you will go back." Emperor Joan of Arc walked in front with his hands behind his back and spoke with a calm expression.

Wen Qingwu responded, and asked again: "Then if the other party's grade is too high, Sumire will not dare to commit the next offense, and may come to complain to His Majesty?" Let Your Majesty stand up for the slaves? ”

Emperor Zhende seemed to have heard some joke, laughed "heh", and then looked back at Wen Qingwu: "Whatever you want, make trouble, just don't make trouble in front of me." Do you think I'm going to have nothing to do in my spare day?

If you can't do it, you can freeze to death if you can't do it. Rubbish. ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu replied respectfully: "The slave and maid know." ”

The two talked and walked for a while, Emperor Zhende got on the royal car behind him, Wen Qingwu followed behind Li Jianzhi, and the group returned to the Great Cause Palace. After returning to the Great Cause Palace, Emperor Zhende took Cheng Jin and Li Jianzhi to follow a few adults in Luoyang to go fishing in the ice lake in Luoyang City.

Wen Qingwu naturally couldn't accompany her because she had to take care of the nineteenth princess.