"Do you like this pair of goldfish? Someone sent a pair of jade lions today, the tentacles are warm, the most suitable for this kind of weather to play, turn around and let someone send it to you. ”

Xie Ning lay in the crook of his arm and shook his head slightly: "No need." My house is full, my chests and cabinets are full, I can't wear my clothes, and I don't have anywhere to put these ornaments. ”

The emperor smiled and said: "The place of Yingxiang Pavilion is too small, and when you move to a place to live, the place is too big to say that it is not enough to put it away." When the time comes, I will help you arrange it together, and I will help you clean up the palace as soon as possible, and it will not be worse than the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion. ”

He knew that Xie Ning was a person who cherished the old one, and he was reluctant to replace an old inkstone when he was used to it, and he loved to wear old clothes, saying that it was more comfortable than new clothes. Even the new crystal paperweight she sent last time didn't use it, and she still used the original one.

And what about these little things, let alone a house where you have lived for three years?

But you have to move. Every time I return to the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion, it's a long enough journey to almost pass through most of the harem.

When the child is born, she will move to the palace, and she must choose a place closer to the Changning Palace to place her and the child, and you can't always waste time on the way back and forth.

If there is the most recent, it should be Funing Palace.

The emperor remembered this in his heart, and the next day he asked people to take a look at the map of the West Sixth Palace. Bai Hongqi called the apprentice as a helper, and the two of them moved the wooden box into the house. The picture was too big to spread out on the table, so it was spread on the ground. Funing Palace is indeed the closest one, but the emperor immediately thought of something that was not very pleasant.

This place is not very auspicious.

Yanning Palace is inhabited by a concubine, and Kunning Palace is not successful.

The emperor could only give up his original plan first, and then look at the other palaces.

Yong'an Palace is farther away, and the name of Shoukang Palace is suitable, but if the distance is shorter, it is Yanfu Palace.

The emperor has never been so undecided, Bai Hongqi stretched the corners of the drawings on the side, and said with a smile: "The emperor wants to move the palace to Xie Meiren and settle the place?" ”

The emperor glanced at him: "Why do you have something to say?" ”

Bai Hongqi smiled very pleasantly: "Where does the slave have any ideas?" However, the slave thought that since it was a place for Xie Meiren to live, it would be better for Xie Meiren to like it, and it would be best for her to choose it herself, so it would be agreeable to live back. ”

The emperor raised his head and thought for a while, nodded and said, "Your idea is also right." ”

But the emperor didn't intend to let Shainin choose by himself.

The emperor also understands her character, if she is allowed to choose by herself, Yanfu Palace will need to spend a lot of manpower and financial resources to repair, she will definitely not choose here, and she will not be willing to work and hurt money. If Shoukang Palace and Yong'an Palace let her choose, she will definitely pick Yong'an Palace.

Because Yong'an Palace is located at the back, it does not steal the limelight and does not attract attention. She will have to take care of the children at that time, and she will definitely prefer to live in a quieter place.

The emperor's hand clicked twice on the picture: "Just Yong'an Palace." ”

Although it is a little farther away, it is still much closer than the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion. What Bai Hongqi said is indeed reasonable, it is a place for her to live, so it is natural to let her live comfortably and steadily. No matter how good the place is, if she doesn't live at ease, it won't be of any use.

As soon as the snow stopped, it became even colder, and no one wanted to stay outside the house in this kind of weather, but someone always had to do the work, and before dawn a few little eunuchs stomped their feet and dragged a broom to push the door open, and the two were divided into shifts, one left and one right waved the broom to sweep the snow, moving slowly from one end of the road to the other.

Hu Rong sighed to his hands, and both ears were frozen and almost unconscious.

He didn't have to do the rough work like a little eunuch now, and he was much better dressed than they were. The robe looks similar on the outside, but there's something else on the inside. Qinghe changed an old leather jacket for him to a smaller size, and the sleeves were turned into a shoulder, which fit just right and was very warm when worn in the robe.

He took half of the wax and lit it, picked up the lantern and went out to the dining room to deliver breakfast. He's already familiar with it.

Xie Meiren is flourishing, and Hu Rong's status is also rising. In the past, he always had to deal with people politely when he came to the dining room, but now he has been politely treated by others.

Huang Gonggong was left in the past, where could he stutter? But now Huang Gonggong is rushing him to call him brother, and he always shares some benefits from time to time. The dining room is a place with oil and water, but here the errand is not as decent as the people around the master.

Benefits: Hu Rong didn't dare to collect it indiscriminately, Qinghe was shrewd enough, not to mention that there was an old Fang Shanggong staring at it.

He is not short of food and clothing now, silver is a good thing, but Hu Rong knows which is more important, so he will not do this stupid thing of losing watermelons and picking sesame seeds.

When he came back from the dining room, the sky was getting brighter, and the whole Lingering Fragrance Pavilion had already woken up from its slumber, and everyone was busy doing their job.

Hu Rong asked the two little palace maids who came over: "What about your sister Qinghe?" ”

The one in front replied: "Sister Qinghe must be serving her master to freshen up at this time." ”

Hu Rong smiled and took out two pieces of sugar cake wrapped in lotus leaves from his sleeve and gave them them: "Quick, eat it while it's still cold, don't let people see it." ”

The two little palace maids took the cake with a smile and left, and Hu Rong turned around and went to the teahouse to wait for someone. Qinghe will definitely come to pour water and make tea, and Hu Rong will definitely be able to wait for her as long as she stays here.

There was a stove in the tea room, which was much warmer than outside. Hu Rong pulled over the bench and sat down, reaching for his hand to warm his hands by the stove. If it weren't for the fear that Qinghe would come in at any time, he really wanted to take off his boots and put his feet up to roast.

He found a tea bowl, picked up the pot and poured himself half a bowl of hot water to drink. There must be candied fruit and other snacks in the cupboard. Hu Rong flipped through it, found a small packet of persimmons, wiped a layer of hoarfrost on it, broke it open and took a bite.

When he finished eating a persimmon, Qinghe just lifted the curtain and came in. The sight of a cat by the stove startled her. When it became clear that it was Hu Rongmao there, Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you running here to be lazy?" What about the people who watch the stove? ”

"I still need someone else to watch the stove here?" Hu Rong took a clean tea bowl and poured half a bowl of water for her: "You can also drink saliva and rest." ”

Qinghe is really thirsty, and he hasn't bothered to drink water after being busy for so long. She drank the water and wiped the corners of her mouth before asking, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Hu Rong lowered his voice and said, "I heard something. ”

"What's the matter?"

Hu Rong didn't answer directly, got up and went to the door to look at the movement before coming back.

Qinghe didn't care about it, but he was so secretive and curious: "What is the matter?" ”