The right is that Xiao Huayong only cares about the people who do things outside, and only looks at the loyalty of the people who serve on his side, not ability.

Pearl lowered her eyes to hide her worries, His Royal Highness the Prince's motives were not pure, and their county lords were not interested in the affairs of men and women, and they couldn't see His Royal Highness's crooked thoughts at all.

However, the county lord has decided to marry into the East Palace for the time being, and it is not conducive to the future relationship between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the county lord, and His Royal Highness the Prince's current crooked thoughts are to please the county lord and try his best to get close to the county lord, and the pearl will not be broken.

"Pearl, you go and prepare some Pingzhong leaves, and Hongyu goes to the treasury to get some brocade suitable for His Highness, and I will sew a pillow for him." After thinking about it, Shen Xihe felt that it was more appropriate to have a pillow.

"County Lord, what do you think of this horse?" The red jade brought a batch of dark gold and silver threads to start flowers, and the pattern was Pingzhong leaves.

When Shen Xihe visited his brother-in-law in Jiangnan, the largest cloth shop in Jiangnan knew Shen Xihe's preferences, and deliberately used the best weaving lady to make it for Shen Xihe.

The other background colors have been used by Shen Xihe as bedspreads and quilt covers, but this one has a darker background color, and Shen Xihe has not used it, especially the interweaving of black and gold, which is not suitable for ordinary people, and Shen Xihe is also pressed in the box.

Now is the most suitable time for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Shen Xihe stretched out his hand to caress it, it was bright and delicate, the feel was heavy, and the pattern was exquisite: "Just use it." ”

Since Xiao Huayong asked her to do it herself, starting from selecting Pingzhong leaves, drying the leaves to matching other medicinal materials, cutting and sewing, every step of Shen Xihe is not fake.

During this period, Bu Shulin recovered from his injury, and ran to the county lord's mansion for three days, and on this day, Bu Shulin brought a beautiful box to Shen Xihe: "Today, I accompanied you to visit the silver building, and when I saw this thing, I guessed that you would like it, so I bought it." ”

Shen Xihe opened it, it is a jade back comb, the jade back comb is a hair ornament, the girl of this dynasty has a respect, since he is a wife, there is almost no girl who does not use the jade back comb, the jade back comb has gold, silver and jade and ivory texture.

Bu Shulin gave her a high-quality white jade production, the two ends of the comb have exquisite patterns, the left is a carved flat leaf pattern, the right is a butterfly with wings ready to fly, and the top of the middle is embedded with a very large bright red gem.

Luxurious and exquisite, cold and cold in his hand, Shen Xihe really liked it, he couldn't help but play for a while, after groping for a long time, the jade back comb was not only warm, but also an extremely light aroma wafted out.

Shen Xihe handed it to Bu Shulin: "You smell it." ”

Bu Shulin looked at Shen Xihe's complexion, he couldn't see his joy or anger, he got closer and smelled it, but he didn't smell anything: "There is no smell." ”

Shen Xihe sniffed again: "Red jade." ”

Hongyu was the most sensitive person with a sense of smell among her handmaidens, but Hongyu didn't smell anything wrong when she took it with both hands.

"Yo-yo, what the hell do you smell?" Bu Shulin knew that Shen Xihe's sense of smell was extraordinary.

"It's the smell of funeral incense." Shen Xihe gently put the jade back comb into the box, and there was no joy when he first saw it.

"Tibetan incense?" Bu Shulin misunderstood the word, "Tibetan incense is harmful to people? ”

It shouldn't be, Tibetan incense is an extremely precious synthetic incense, which is full of precious medicinal materials in Tubo and Shu, ordinary people can't afford to use it, her old and rough daddy attached to Fengya and bought some back to smoke, deeply obsessed with its taste, but the price is high, so I can only stiffen my neck and say: "Lao Tzu only likes the smell of sweat on men!" ”

"It's a burial with a funeral." Shen Xihe corrected.

Bu Shulin was petrified instantly, and his mind went blank: "The burial of the burial? ”

After getting Shen Xihe's affirmative nod, Bu Shulin jumped up and wiped her hand holding the jade back comb all the way to her clothes, still feeling uncomfortable, and hurriedly shouted to Hongyu: "Hurry up, prepare fragrant soup for me, I want to clean my hands!" ”

When Hongyu heard that it was a funeral incense, she was also worried that Shen Xihe would be unlucky, so she trotted to prepare the fragrant soup in person.

"bear! Dare to sell dead people's things to the master! Bu Shulin rubbed his hands very anxiously, and scolded on his lips, "The master didn't take Jin Wuwei to demolish his silver building, and the master didn't walk!" ”

Shen Xihe doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and she doesn't feel how bad luck she is, but she loves cleanliness and always feels that this thing is a little dirty, but she is not as taboo as Bu Shulin, and looks at her lightly: "Evidence? You're going to demolish the silver building, do you have any evidence? ”

Funeral incense is a kind of incense that accompanies burials in the cemetery, and it is usually the same material as the incense used by ordinary living people, but the cemetery is cool, and the spices will inevitably smell cold, and this cold air is only Shen Xihe can distinguish, and it is impossible to prove it, so naturally it cannot be used to testify.

Bu Shulin choked, yes, there was no evidence, and now she was even more angry.

Hongyu came over with his subordinates holding the fragrant soup, and Shen Xihe used the balm he made, and washed his hands slowly and gracefully.

Bu Shulin soaked his hands in the basin for a long time before he felt better, grabbed the balm from the side and smeared a thick layer, cleaned it several times, and then felt clean, and felt more comfortable: "The shopkeeper of the silver building told me that it was built by the craftsmen of their silver building, only this one, I know that you like Ping Zhongye, so I bought it, I wanted to please you, but I didn't expect ......"

Speaking of this, Bu Shulin was annoyed, she grabbed the box and walked out: "This is by no means a trivial matter, someone digs a grave to collect money, and earns such a wealth of conscience, I want to find Cui Shishi!" ”

Cui Jinbai is reliable, and this matter could not be better through him.

Bu Shulin hurriedly ran to Dali Temple, Dali Temple's errand officer saw Bu Shulin, rushed in from afar, to close the gate of Dali Temple, Bu Shizi came to Dali Temple must be a scourge Cui Shaoqing!

Bu Shulin also saw from a distance that the messenger of Dali Temple wanted to turn her away, and immediately jumped up, toe on horseback a little, flew to the door of Dali Temple, and turned around to put one foot into the gate that was about to close, twisted his legs, and split his palm, and pushed the gate open.

With a light snort, he swaggered directly to Cui Jinbai's office.

Cui Jinbai was instructing the errand to do things, and the wind blew in like a sparse forest, rushed directly to the front, and grabbed Cui Jinbai's hand: "Cui Shi, I was harmed, I am the bitter master, you have to make the decision for me." Otherwise, wouldn't the prestige of the young master of Dali Temple become a joke? ”

Dali Temple Shaoqing is good...... Renown?

The servants were stunned one by one, and then they all looked at their wise and decisive Cui Shaoqing with some sympathy.

Cui Jinbai endured the green tendons beating on his forehead: "You all go down and do what you are told." ”

"No." The officers anointed the soles of their feet with oil and quickly left.

"What?" Cui Jinbai asked expressionlessly.

"The thing I gave to the county lord turned out to be dug up from the coffin! Angry master! Bu Shulin handed the open wooden box to Cui Jinbai.

Cui Jinbai didn't hear the latter words too clearly, and his mind was full of: I gave the county lord something.