[Qing Chuan] No pet little promise

The banquet ended at midnight.

Wei Rong and Song Qing'er returned to Changchun Palace.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the palace, they saw a group of people waiting for them at the gate of the palace. Apart from Yufu and Chuntao, the maids serving the two of them, there were even Nanny Zhou and the two maids beside Concubine Xi.

Wei Rong was startled: "Nurse Zhou, what orders does Empress Xi have?"

Nanny Zhou smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum: "The two masters are very polite, Madam Xi didn't say anything, but just now the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone over, the emperor rewarded the two masters with clothes, this is a great kindness !"

Wei Rong was in a complicated mood, and was led into the hall by Nanny Zhou.

Kangxi gave an order, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs was extremely efficient.On the table in the main hall, there were two large trays with thick clothes stacked neatly on them.

A middle-aged eunuch with an unfamiliar face at the table bowed and smiled and said: "The two masters came just in time, and the slave is Zhou Dequan from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who was ordered to deliver clothes to the two masters. I was in a hurry to pick and choose, but I didn't find any good materials. First choose six pieces each. The two masters will use what they have first, and then choose a new pattern for the two masters to tailor."

Wei Rong and Song Qing'er stepped forward, and at a glance, they were all capes and cloaks, bright in color, made of thick satin, silver squirrel skin, and felt, all of which were exquisite in workmanship and bright in color, far from what they have now clothes are comparable.

Song Qing'er picked up a lavender gold velvet dress, the wide hem of which was embroidered with pine patterns with silver thread, the two buttons on the chest were red gold lion-rolled hydrangea balls, and the hydrangea balls were two round pearls.Song Qing'er couldn't put it down.

Zhou Dequan waited for the two of them to finish reading, and then called the two middle-aged female officials who followed behind him.

"These two are the mothers of the needlework workshop. Please measure your body so that you can buy some daily clothes for the two masters."

Song Qing'er was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, mother."

The two went behind the screen.Mammy took out a ruler and carefully measured the two people's waist and shoulders, while asking them what color and texture they liked.

Wei Rong couldn't help sighing, it's no wonder everyone wants to be favored by concubines, and Song Qing'er and herself have not been favored yet, and they are already treated like this.

After writing down their requests one by one, Zhou Dequan took his leave.

Nanny Zhou asked the two about how they met Kangxi in detail, and then left happily.

Knowing that the two of them didn't eat much at the banquet, they even ordered the small kitchen to have a midnight snack.

Wei Rong ordered a bowl of hot tofu soup.

It is said to be tofu soup, but the main ingredient is boiled rice-like tender fish, paired with tender tofu rolled in fish soup, it is delicious and delicious.

Yu Fu and Yu Lian, who served Wei Rong, were also full of energy, and they were extremely attentive and thoughtful.In addition to being unable to eat for Wei Rong, with that appearance, even if the master raised a finger more, it was his dereliction of duty.

Wei Rong didn't know what expression to make.

I haven't been favored yet, even if I am favored, Song Qing'er should be the first.

After all, it was Song Qing'er who talked with Kangxi for a long time today, and she just met him once.

Presumably the Ministry of Internal Affairs also knows the inner secrets, so Song Qing'er's clothes sent this time are obviously half a class higher than her own.

Fortunately, she wasn't ready to accompany the stallion yet!

After eating the tofu soup, Wei Rong finished washing and was about to go to bed early, Yufu came in to report again, and Song Qinger came over.

Wei Rong could only cheer up and deal with this one.

After entering the room, Song Qing'er looked solemn.

Yufu only thought that she had something private to say to Wei Rong, so she hurriedly retreated with Chuntao, and even closed the door of the room.

Wei Rong was curious, when suddenly Song Qing'er knelt down in front of her with a "plop".

Wei Rong was taken aback and stood up: "What are you doing, sister?"

"Sister Wei, I'm sorry." Song Qing'er bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.

"Actually, you should be the one who asked and answered the emperor."

Wei Rong's heart immediately became clear. In fact, the moment Song Qing'er knelt down, she had a vague premonition, and now it has been verified.

Song Qing'er started, weeping heavily.

While scolding herself, she was overwhelmed with vanity, and apologized bitterly.

Wei Rong sighed in his heart.

It's a little uncomfortable, the feeling of being taken advantage of.

But in the final analysis, Song Qing'er just took away something she didn't expect.My own loss was not as big as I imagined.

Moreover, Song Qing'er's ability to come here to make amends also shows that she has not been completely polluted by this court.

"You don't have to be like this. It is also your fate to meet the emperor. He had a great conversation with you, and it is you who are clever and well-behaved, which makes him satisfied." Wei Rong said softly.

It was finally confirmed that Wei Rong really didn't hate her.The guilt and guilt in Song Qing'er's heart was slightly relieved.She tearfully tugged on Wei Rong's sleeve.

"It's all because of my lard. I hope so much to be favored by the emperor."

"This trip to the palace... To tell you the truth, before I entered the palace, something happened to my family's business. My third uncle encountered a hurricane when he went out to sea, and the five big ships didn't even return with their goods and people. The money in the family Turnaround was not working, and the Huang family, the old enemy of the business, took the opportunity to instigate dozens of families of dead sailors to come and make trouble. My father was so stubborn that his family was almost ruined. The Huang family was backed by Liang Zhifu."

"Originally, this trip was dangerous. Just because I won the election and was appointed as a promise, the prefect of Liang didn't dare to intimidate me more, so that our Song family had a chance to breathe and turn around."

"My mother secretly sold the dowry to get me the money to enter the palace."

"It's ridiculous when I first entered the palace, I thought that if I dressed brightly, I could attract the emperor's attention." Song Qing'er smiled wryly, and spent most of the money on it.

Wei Rong is speechless, this is the result of not being influenced by later generations of Gongdou novels, otherwise at least he should have bought a piece of information about the location of the emperor's passing from the eunuch.In the cold yamen of Changchun Palace, who is she looking so pretty?

Song Qing'er poured beans out of a bamboo tube to express the sadness in her heart.These are the deepest secrets in her heart, which are heavily pressed in her heart, and she never thought that there would be a day when she would tell them.

"Don't cry, I don't blame you."

Song Qing'er burst into tears again, "Sister Wei, you are really the best person in this palace to me. Fortunately, my sister also met the emperor afterwards."

Song Qing'er was sent away.

Yufu came in and asked a little nervously, "Master."

She originally thought that Song promised to come to her master to discuss the matter of the emperor's favor.The concubines in the palace often help and support each other.But when Song agreed to leave, his eyes were red, maybe it wasn't that simple.

Wei Rong waved her hand, "Go to sleep."

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Yufu immediately shut up, served Wei Rong to remove the hairpin and bun, and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Wei Rong was tired, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

She believed that at this moment, Song Qing'er's tears and expectations were sincere, and her gratitude to her was not adulterated.

But people's hearts are fickle, especially in this house.

***

The next day, when I went to pay my respects to Xi Concubine, the atmosphere changed completely.

Dou Changzai and Liu promised them that their eyes were full of envy and their words were flattering.Even Xi Concubine was very gentle towards the two of them.

He was especially considerate to Song Qing'er, and even pointed out a few words about the emperor's daily living habits.Song Qing'er was naturally very grateful.

Only Chen promised to remain calm and indifferent as always, seeing Wei Rong looking at her, he nodded with a smile.

Wei Rong also returned a smile.

In the Changchun Palace, if she wanted to say that the person she really admired was Chen Agree, she naturally had a demeanor of not being surprised, and her appearance was also her favorite.It's a pity that nowadays the palace doesn't like black skin, and blindly pays attention to the beauty of fair skin.

Please go back to your residence after you are done.Another imperial physician came to treat Wei Rong carefully.

Wei Rong, the imperial physician, actually knew this imperial physician, the gynecological master physician who diagnosed that nobleman Li Jia was not pregnant on the day of Concubine Wen Xi's funeral.

He carefully checked the pulse, examined the tongue coating, and asked about his daily diet.

"Don't worry, master. Although you have deficiencies, you have improved a lot recently. I will prescribe another prescription and take warming and tonic on time, and you will be able to recuperate without any problems."

Wei Rong knew that the original owner's body was quite weak, after these days of unremitting and quiet exercise, he really improved a lot.

Doctor Lao wrote out a prescription and ordered his apprentice to fetch the medicine.

Yufu followed with Xiao Lizi, and after half an hour, he came back with dozens of bulging medicinal herbs.

Yu Lian had already set up a small stove in the corridor, and while boiling the medicine, she sighed: "The master's medicine is really honest now. The servant girl looked at it, and there are ginseng slices the size of a finger belly inside."

Seeing a doctor, taking medicine, brewing medicine and drinking medicine, the day passed like this.

In the evening, Kangxi visited the Changchun Palace again, which was the second time this year.

Wei Rong was urgently woken up from the bed and dressed up.