The ecological environment in the room is not very optimistic, the ground is covered with a layer of dust, and you can leave a footprint when you step on it, and the mattress on the bed is also covered with a layer of dust.

Two tote bags with futon bedding were placed on the floor, on which were placed sheets and quilt covers.

Looking around, Lin Luo turned his head and asked, "You haven't cleaned up at all?" ”

"Hmm."

And the face, um.

"I really don't know where to start."

After a pause, Jiang Li added that as the emperor, only others serve her, and this kind of thing is not in line with her profession, especially this kind of house that has not been lived in for a long time and is full of dust, which makes her not know how to start.

"Okay, you go find a rag first, and remember to wet it with water."

Although it is not uncommon for a princely burial, Lin Luo finally decided to help the emperor clean up the house and make a bed again.

After all, the emperor really gave too much.

Speaking of which, the eunuchs of Daqi are almost the same as the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty, firmly attached to the imperial power to survive, no matter how powerful they are, they will never be greater than the imperial power.

With such a status, since the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty, how can any eunuch be able to serve in the temple and establish an ancestral hall?

Not a single one.

Of course, even so, Lin Lu is not very rare, he has returned to the modern era, and no matter how glorious the aftermath is, it has nothing to do with him.

The main reason is that the emperor even offered such conditions, which shows that she is really forced to run out of tricks.

In a sense, this is the requisition of His Majesty the Emperor in submission to him.

Other tricks may not work for Lin Luo, but he still prefers this set.

Jiang Li silently turned around and went out, and after a while, he walked in with a rag, which was wet and dripping.

"You might as well wring out the water a little, look at this rag..."

Lin Luo stretched out his hand to take the rag, and then the words in his mouth slammed down, looked at the so-called rag carefully, and then turned his head and asked, "Where did you find this rag?" ”

"Bathroom."

"Do you think this looks like a rag?"

“.......”

From Lin Luo's tone, Jiang Li heard that he had probably taken the wrong thing, and was silent.

"This is my towel, not a rag."

"I don't know what the rag you call looks like."

"So you took my towel?"

"Hmm."

"Then why don't you take your own towel?"

“......”

The room fell silent.

Lin Luo felt that his question might have touched her soul, and after being silent for a while, he grabbed the towel and walked out, "The emperor is standing here, I'll find the rag, you don't have to move, don't move." ”

"Okay."

She should also be called.

Lin Luo opened his mouth to say something, but he still suppressed the desire to complain in his heart, and walked out of the house and into the bathroom at a faster pace.

In the bathroom, it was like a war had just begun, the floor was full of water, and the shampoo and shower gel placed on the shelves next to it were staggering.

There is a white bedgown on the radiator, which is not neat, so it is very casually put on the radiator, which looks half-dead.

He looked around roughly and was about to look away, but his eyes were fixed, and under the radiator, two shoes were placed crookedly.

The white, back-to-front, high-to-low curved body with a cirrus toe is cocked like a cirrus cloud.

It was not the style of the shoe that caught his attention, but the golden moire embroidered on the body.

Lin Luo was sure that these moire patterns were definitely embroidered with gold wire, and then made into gold wire, or embroidered on the dragon robe, or embroidered on the boots.

has been a personal eunuch for the emperor for more than ten years in Daqi, if he doesn't even have this understanding, it will be in vain.

Lin Luo squatted down, picked up the shoes, and rubbed the moire gold embroidery on it with his hands.

Looking at the moire, there are only a few clusters, but in fact, if you pull out the gold threads on both shoes, they are at least tens of meters long.

Tens of meters of gold wire, about a millimeter thick, there are tens of grams.

Tens of grams of gold, according to the current price of gold.....

No, I'm not really worth the price of gold.

This is the emperor's boots, although it is not a beautiful style of court boots, just a cloud shoes worn when resting, and in order to wear it conveniently and comfortably, the decoration on it is simple, except for the moire gold embroidery, there are no decorations.

But this is also the imperial boots of the Eight Classics.

If these pairs of Dengyun shoes are sold, how much is it worth?

Daqi and Datang are in a similar timeline, how much can the shoes of the Tang Emperor be worth?

No, it can't be counted like this, not to mention that the size of these boots is quite small, not like the imperial boots worn by the emperor, but more like the shoes of the court concubines.

What's more, there are no shoes of the emperors of the Tang Dynasty or the concubines of the Tang Dynasty at all, and even if there are, after thousands of years, they will definitely be decayed.

And these shoes are brand new, like they have not been made for a long time.

No matter how you look at it, this thing doesn't look like an antique.

Staring at the Dengyun shoe in his hand, Lin Luo sighed regretfully, "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

An abrupt voice rang out.

"Oh, it's a pity the shoes ....."

Lin Luo subconsciously answered, and suddenly reacted halfway through speaking, and immediately turned his head, his movement of turning his head was slightly slower, and he felt that his neck was a little stiff.

Jiang Li stood at the door of the bathroom, with his hands in his pockets, staring at him with frowning eyebrows, his eyes were extremely complicated, scrutinizing, unfamiliar, exploring, and... Contempt.

The emotion in that look was like substance, and the stabbing Lin Luo couldn't help but look away, and then he put his boots back on the ground, "That, when did you come?" ”

"From when Lin Companion was playing with my boots."

“.......”

Oh, it's been a long time.

"Well, I can explain it."

"Explain what? Explain that you deliberately told me to stay in that room and not to move around, so that you can come here to meet my boots..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Li paused slightly, glanced at the pair of Dengyun shoes, his eyes flashed with a hint of disgust, and then continued: "Do such a thing to my boots?" ”

“......”

Lin Luo was speechless for a while, how could this inexplicably form a logical closed loop?

He didn't understand.

"What do you mean by doing next? I just touched the moire gold embroidery on it, and I didn't do anything. ”

"What else does Lin Banban want to do? Drinking with my boots? ”

！！！

Lin Luo was shocked and blurted out: ", how do you still know this?!" ”

"Lin Banban thinks I shouldn't know?"

"It's because.... East Factory? ”

Crossing into a eunuch, such a sky collapse start, there is really nothing to pursue, at most it is to pursue to be the master of the factory.

When he was in Daqi, Lin Luo proposed that Jiang Li set up the East Factory as a supervisor for his eyes and ears, and then he would serve as the governor of the East Factory as his personal companion.

It's just that he didn't expect that the pursuit of Daqi would become a sharp sword stabbing at him at this moment.

There was silence in the bathroom for a while, and Jiang Li's cold voice sounded, without any emotion.

"Lin Banban made the East Factory set up by me really useful, thanks to those East Factory spies, I only knew that those courtiers of mine not only lingered in the brothels of Qinglou all day long, but also preferred to play with the embroidered shoes of prostitutes.

He even likes to use embroidered shoes to drink, and calls such unbearable things as elegant and elegant. ”

Speaking of this, undisguised disdain appeared in her eyes, and she didn't know whether she was despising those ministers or despising Lin Luo, it should be both.

"It's just that I didn't know that Lin Companion was also so elegant."

She pointed to the cloud shoes on the ground, her eyes were full of anger, and her already cold voice was like the cold ice of the wax moon at this time, "Lin Banban is holding my boots and saying it's a pity, it's a pity that my cloud shoes are not the embroidered shoes of prostitutes, and they are not suitable for you to use for drinking?" ”

It seems to be an interrogative sentence, but there is certainty in the cold tone, this is actually a declarative sentence.

Lin Luo closed his eyes, fuck, it's all right, with this 'taste', the image of the obscene embryo is estimated to be deep-rooted and can't be washed away.