Chapter 5: Get Rich!

Jiang Ning was taken aback, and hurriedly made a silent gesture to Lu Feng, "You don't want to die, do you dare to mention this thing?" ā€

Lu Feng's expression was inexplicable, as if he couldn't understand the panic in Jiang Ning's eyes, he pursed his mouth, and finally squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "But I just want to..."

On the side, Zheliu brought a bowl of water from the house, she trotted to the place where Lu Feng was originally plowing the land, looked left and right for a moment, and finally fell on Jiang Ning and Lu Feng.

"What are you two talking about?"

Seeing Zheliu, Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

"We just..."

Lu Feng just spoke, and the remaining half of the sentence was blocked back by Jiang Ning, "Folding willow girl, you come and take care of him, this person is really getting more and more unruly." ā€

Zheliu walked up to the two of them and casually handed a bowl of water in his hand to Lu Feng, "What's the matter?" ā€

"Actually, it's nothing." Lu Feng took the water and smiled at Zheliu, but he didn't want to drink it.

However, Lu Feng's answer did not soothe Oriliu's confusion, but stimulated her curiosity a little.

"What are you hiding from me?"

"Nope."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Because there's really nothing important."

"What are you hiding from me?"

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Jiang Ning hurriedly spoke to stop the two from continuing to argue, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that Lu Feng asked me something about the peacock feather hairpin." ā€

"Peacock feather hairpin?" Zheliu glanced at Lu Feng suspiciously.

But Lu Feng avoided her gaze with a little weakness, holding the bowl of water in his hand and drinking it absentmindedly.

"Tell me about this, how ignorant you are, last time we almost lost our lives because of this peacock feather hairpin, and now we dare to mention it?"

"You want to give this hairpin to another woman?" Zheliu stepped forward in two steps, staring directly at the landing wind.

Originally, there was a huge difference in height between the two, and Zheliu stood up straight and couldn't reach the position of Lu Feng's shoulder. And at this moment, the momentum of the folding willow pen holding up the waist plate almost pressed Lu Feng to tremble and couldn't straighten his waist.

Lu Feng raised his head eagerly, and before he could drink the water in his mouth, he was choked stiffly, "Cough, cough, who else can there be, it's for you!" ā€

"Then you just did this with a thief's heart."

Lu Feng's cheeks were choked red, and he coughed while explaining intermittently, "I—I just wanted to surprise you." ā€

Jiang Ning rolled his eyes, knowing that the contradictions between the two did not need to be reconciled by themselves, and they would eventually return to love each other.

So, she simply grabbed a handful of melon seeds and prepared to watch the play.

However, the plot did not develop as Jiang Ning imagined, and the dispute between the two came to an abrupt end at that moment.

At that moment, the two people who were originally competing against each other turned their heads together and stared at Jiang Ning intently.

She was stunned for a moment, and her eyes swept over the two who also wanted to speak and stopped, "What are you doing?" ā€

"Niangniang, in fact, the minister wants to ask you to make a peacock feather hairpin and give it to Zheliu." Lu Feng was relieved with difficulty, and his face eased a lot, "The minister will pay, the minister remembers that you plucked several peacock feathers last time and kept them..."

Jiang Ning hated that iron could not become steel, "This palace is not unwilling, you also know that last time the three of us almost lost our lives because of that peacock hairpin!" She shuddered with palpitations, "This palace doesn't have so many lives to lose." ā€

"No, no, mother..."Lu Feng stammered and wanted to explain to her, but it was still difficult to spit out half a complete sentence.

"Mother, you don't know." Zheliu relieved the siege in time, she took out a handkerchief and handed it to Lu Feng, stepped forward and explained to Jiang Ning, "Now this peacock feather hairpin is the most favorite ornament of the ladies in the palace." ā€

"But..."

"Since you gave the peacock feather hairpin to Concubine Liu Guifei that time, she has worn it every day, and now the ladies in the palace have taken it as a symbol of status and status."

Jiang Ning was slightly stunned, she repeated the words of Zheliu, for fear that she would be wrong if she didn't understand a word, "Concubine Liu, wear it every day?" ā€

"Yes, Niangniang, you are favored again after that incident, and now everyone thinks that the peacock feather hairpin is a symbol of good luck and good luck, and even more, thinks... Give this hairpin to the person you like, and the love will be consummated. ā€

Zheliu's words made Jiang Ning stunned.

She never thought that she had been diligently and conscientiously telling stories for so long with little effect, and now, she had no intention of inserting willows into the shade.

"Now, how much silver is this peacock feather hairpin worth?"

Zheliu held his chin, "This slave really doesn't know, after all, except for the concubine Niangniang, no one has really gotten it." ā€

She looked serious, "However, the slave maid thinks that it is worth at least fifty taels of silver." ā€

"W-What?" The melon seeds in Jiang Ning's hand trembled and scattered all over the ground, "Fifty taels? This hairpin is enough for many chickens in this palace! ā€

Seeing her like this, Zheliu pouted helplessly, "This is what you did with your own hands, and besides, there is only one in the palace, let alone fifty taels, it is five hundred taels, five thousand taels is not too much!" ā€

Jiang Ning's eyes lit up, and the willows in her eyes turned into the appearance of the God of Wealth, and the God of Wealth was constantly smashing heavy gold at her.

"Then I'm not rich!" Jiang Ning thought in her heart that if the situation was really the same as Zheliu said, then she only needed to make more peacock hairpins to make a fortune, and she didn't have to cooperate with that vicious emperor anymore.

"Girl, my good girl." She slapped the table excitedly, and couldn't help but step forward to hug Zheliu and kiss her.

"But Niangniang, do you still have peacock feathers?"

Zheliu's words were like a basin of cold water poured down towards Jiang Ning from head to toe.

She no longer has peacock feathers.

Jiang Ning sat down in her position in a dejected manner, and the first thing she did when she came back from the Frost Hua Palace that day was to destroy the few remaining peacock feathers.

At that time, Jiang Ning was sure that it was just a disaster to keep that thing, and he didn't hesitate to light the fire, and in less than a cup of tea, those peacock feathers turned into flying ashes.

She slumped down in her chair, and the feeling of her wealth being lost was more uncomfortable to her than to kill her.

"No, this palace is so big, there must be other peacocks to be found!"

"As far as I know, all the peacocks in the palace were rewarded by the queen to the concubine Niangniang."

In an instant, Jiang Ning felt that his whole body was completely cold from the ends of his hair to the bottom of his heart.

In a trance, she seemed to be able to see the aggressive appearance of the character's beauty.

If she asks for a beauty, it will be tantamount to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger.

Jiang Ning was in a trance, five thousand taels of silver, that was five thousand taels of silver.

A few more 5,000 taels, that is 100,000 taels, with these 100,000 taels of silver, she will no longer have to be sent by Mu Jingzhao.

Jiang Ning gritted his teeth and slammed the table and got up, "This palace is out!" ā€

She turned her head to look at Lu Feng, and there was a trace of tragedy in her eyes like a strong man's broken wrist, "Don't forget your agreement with this palace." ā€

With that, Jiang Ning turned around and walked towards the gate of the cold palace, his thin back revealing a bit of death-like determination.