[Qing Chuan] No pet little promise

The fourteenth elder brother reluctantly looked away, swallowed, "Try it quickly."

Wei Rong took one and handed it to him, but he shook his head and refused, "No, I will give it to you if I say it is for you, a man will keep his promise."

"Okay, then I would like to thank Brother Fourteen for the gift." Wei Rong laughed and put the mini chicken roll into her mouth.

He likes to eat so much, and he is still willing to share it with himself, which is considered sincere enough.

I remember reading in a book that if a child is willing to give you the food he likes, it means he treats you as a friend.

"It's really delicious, right?"

Meeting Fourteenth Elder Brother's shining eyes, Wei Rong nodded vigorously.

The fourteenth elder brother smiled happily, and he didn't stay for long, and left soon.

***

After seeing him off, Wei Rong packed up his things and went back to Changchun Palace.

After dinner, Song Qing'er came to talk to her.

I saw the oiled paper bag on the table, and there were two chicken rolls left in it.

"Sister Wei, you also like to eat this." Song Qing'er smiled, lowered her voice again, with a delicate expression, "Actually, you don't have to worry, wait until the traces on your face disappear, sooner or later the emperor will love you again."

What she said was so logical that Wei Rong couldn't understand it.

"When did I get anxious?"

Song Qing'er covered her mouth and said with a snicker, "If you're not in a hurry, why did you get this paper to eat?"

"What happened to this scroll?"

"This chicken roll has recently been circulated in the palace. It is said that it is a good omen for the red luan's star to move. Eat it a few times and it will attract the emperor's blessing."

Wei Rong's expression is a big embarrassment. "What's the reason for this?"

Song Qing'er blinked at her, "Sister Wei, don't you understand the appearance of this paper? Even if you didn't get the honor of the emperor, you should know. After we were carried to Qianqing Palace by the Chengen sedan chair, the side hall gave us a gift. After taking a bath, how did you get on the dragon bed?"

"Of course it was carried over by being wrapped in a brocade quilt." Just as he finished speaking, Wei Rong suddenly realized.

The shape of this chicken roll is not the same as the shape of a concubine who was carried to the dragon bed...

Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in Wei Rong's heart.

What a bizarre idea is this! ! !

Which unfavorable little concubine came up with this idea, it's just... making people laugh and cry.

Forget it, in this palace, people are locked up stupidly. They have nothing to do in daily life, so they can only think wildly.

It's just that the improved version of Mexican Chicken Tacos is so "dirty".

Let her stutter in the future!

After teasing Wei Rong a few words, Song Qing'er sat down.

She sighed, "Sister Wei, you are at ease, and you can look forward to the future, unlike me, I finally understand the saying that flowers have no hundred-day red." After that, she smiled wryly, "Speaking of which, my flower It was just taking advantage of you for nothing."

"I said earlier that there is no need to mention this again."

Song Qing'er smiled apologetically, "I am talking too much."

Wei Rong understood what she was worried about.

A few days ago, the Ministry of Internal Affairs put back Miguiren's green-headed card, and Kangxi flipped her card that night.

After that, for three consecutive days, the nobleman attended the bed. It was not until yesterday that Xi concubine was summoned once.

With such a formidable enemy, Xi Concubine would have to stay away, not to mention Song Qing'er, who was originally indifferent to favor, would definitely not be as good as before.

Song Qing'er quickly adjusted her mentality, and said with a smile, "Actually, I have been satisfied for more than half a year, especially since I was promoted to Chang Zai. A few days ago, someone from my family sent me a message, and the business at home also much better."

After Song Qing'er was favored and promoted, the news spread to his hometown. The magistrate who bullied them was also afraid, and took the initiative to let the Huang family, which was against them, spit out part of the occupied business. Now the Song family finally calmed down.The caravan commissioned to go to Beijing passed the news through a purchasing eunuch.

Wei Rong was also happy for her.

Song Qing'er laughed again: "Mi nobleman regains favor, in fact, the one in the main hall is the one who has the most headache. And this recent headache, I'm afraid it's not just Mi nobleman."

She pouted her lips in the direction of Xi Concubine, and lowered her voice, "Sister Wei, do you think that Empress Xi Concubine's complexion is not so good these days, not as radiant as before?"

Wei Rong lowered her eyes, "It seems a little rough."

Song Qing'er sneered, "That's it, no matter how much fairy water you use, you can't really rejuvenate! Madam Xi is not young anymore. Sister Wei, don't you know that Madam Xi sent another hair comber from the Ministry of Internal Affairs last month?" Female officer, now every time I meet the saint, I have to put on makeup more than an hour in advance."

Wei Rong knew very well that this effect would happen, and part of the reason was that she used her own way to treat her body.Continuously adding ingredients to her decoction, drinking too much lime juice, her skin inevitably became rough.In a woman of Xi Consort's age, it is even more difficult to recover.

Now the half bottle of citrine juice has been used up.Wei Rong didn't intend to look for another one.

Take revenge on things like this, just accept it when you see it.After all, Xi Concubine did not intend to take her life.

And if you walk a lot at night, it's inevitable that people will see your flaws.

Concubine Xi is not suspicious now, the small kitchen in Changchun Palace is like a subway bucket from top to bottom, I don't believe anyone can do it.

Wei Rong said intentionally, "Maybe she drank too much soup and medicine for conceiving. I heard that now she drinks three bowls a day. The medicine is three-point poison."

Everyone in the Changchun Palace knew that Xi Concubine had been trying her best to take care of her body since she regained her favor, only the decoction to help her conceive was kept on a daily basis.

"Maybe." Song Qing'er sighed after finishing speaking, "Miss Xi can still drink medicine, people like us don't even have the chance to drink medicine."

In the past few years, Kangxi summoned low-ranking concubines, and unless they were especially favored like the secret nobles, they were not allowed to keep children.

Wei Rong selfishly pondered Kangxi's intentions, the reason may not be what everyone thinks, it's because she dislikes the humble concubine's background, and more because she is worried about her reputation after her death.An emperor with too many children is likely to have a reputation for lewdness and lust in history books. Kangxi is a person who especially cares about face.

Thinking of the late Qing materials I read in my previous life, after low-ranking concubines were favored, the eunuchs would ask whether to keep them or not, and if they did, they would send them back intact.If you don't stay, the little eunuch will hang up the concubine and beat her abdomen to get the things out.I simply don't treat low-ranking concubines as human beings, and I feel chills all over when I think about it.

Although he is not so perverted now, he is rewarded with a small pill to take in the morning of the next day.

Wei Rong knew that taking too much of this stuff would hurt her body.This is why she is so against Cheng Chong.

This time I went to the Yonghe Palace to paint a portrait of Concubine De, Wei Rong valued it very much. For her, this is a good opportunity. A craftsman who can't starve to death in famine years, if this portrait of herself can stand, with the heart of comparison with concubines, In the future, more people will look for their own portraits.

Coupled with the money saved in his hands, he can be a technical talent and live in this palace for the elderly.

Live well, at least another 30 years, and send Kangxi away.By the way, Castiglione, a Western missionary, entered the capital in the later years of Kangxi. This is a real Western painter.

At that time, I became an old lady, so I might be able to share my experience with others.

When they see that the Western painting style has long been popular in the Central Plains, what expression will they have?

Ha, maybe in later generations, his paintings will become even more famous than Castiglione's.

It can even be compared to the great painters of the Tang and Song dynasties, and they can still be famous in history.

Dreaming of a beautiful dream that lasted through the ages, the corners of Wei Rong's mouth raised.

By the way, I can also leave a self-portrait like Concubine De, make it as beautiful and immortal as possible, and wait for it to be handed down to future generations and hang in the Palace Museum.

At that time, maybe there will be romance novels based on myself, such as Gongsuo ××, Great Qing × Love, ×× Biography, etc. will be made into TV dramas.

For a while, Wei Rong's mind was wide open, what kind of plot will he make up at that time, this little transparent of Kangxi's harem...

"Sister Wei... Sister Wei!" Song Qing'er's voice interrupted someone's shameless historical nihilism.

"Sister Wei, what are you thinking? You are smiling so happily."

"Hey, I just thought of a few of my own paintings, and the concubine de concubine appreciates them a lot." Wei Rong concealed it.

"I really envy you," Song Qing'er was full of envy, "Mrs. De Concubine is famously gentle and polite. When you move to Yonghe Palace, life will definitely be much more comfortable than here."

"What!" Wei Rong was taken aback.

When is she going to move to Yonghe Palace?

"Everyone is talking about it quietly." Song Qing'er couldn't understand Wei Rong being so surprised, "Now the concubine De concubine appreciates you so much, she often rewards you constantly, but concubine Hui didn't treat Li Jia so well back then."

Wei Rong suddenly realized why Migui was vaguely hostile towards him.

She was worried that she would stay in the Yonghe Palace and become the next support object of Concubine De.

No wonder the last time you drank tea, you said that you will have a long time in Yonghe Palace in the future.

Wei Rong couldn't laugh or cry immediately.

She was about to argue that there was no such thing at all, but she changed her mind.

Wait, did Concubine De really didn't mean that?

When nobleman Mi complained, Concubine De's attitude seemed to be acquiescing.What else do you say that I value both of you very much.

Wei Rong suddenly realized that Concubine De seems to be really trying to win her over!

"Wait, everyone is saying this in secret?" Wei Rong woke up, then Xi Concubine also knew that this was poaching from her palace.Your Majesty Li Jia's signature.

Song Qing'er sneered, "Sister, what are you worried about? It's not the time for Mrs. Li Jia now. I'm afraid that Madam Xi wants to pack you and me, who are an eyesore, and drive them away."

Wei Rong came to his senses, one moment and another moment.

Back then, Concubine Xi was not favored, Li Jia was designed to be in charge, and she was full of hostility towards her, so naturally she couldn't tolerate it.But now she herself favors the harem.When Kangxi came to Changchun Palace, he would think of his studio from time to time, or Song Qinger's sweetness and cuteness, which distracted his attention.For Xi Concubine, it is better to have no "son" at this time.Uh, pawns are pawns of pawns.

Song Qing'er cast her eyes out of the window, with melancholy, "Actually, not only you, sister, but I also want to leave."

Wei Rong's mind moved slightly.

Song Qing'er had already got up and said with a smile, "It's getting late, sister, let's go to bed earlier."

sent her away.Yufu and Yulian fetched hot water and came in to wait for Wei Rong to wash up.

Wei Rong took the opportunity to ask about Song Qinger.

That's when Yufu started talking.A few days ago, Kangxi summoned Song Qinger to sleep with him, this was actually the first time in half a month.

The next morning, Song Qing'er came a little late to pay her respects, but Xi Concubine used her delay as an excuse and punished her to kneel in the main hall for more than two hours.

"My servant listened to the whispers in the main hall. Ever since the nobleman regained his favor, Concubine Xi has been in a bad mood. Song Changzai is not the first one to be punished." Yufu whispered. "Because the matter is not serious, the servant did not dare to mention it to the master."

Wei Rong sighed, even if she knew it was useless.

Concubine Xi is not only the head of the Changchun Palace, but also their immediate boss. The key point is that there is Hershey standing behind her. The crown prince is as stable as Mount Tai, who can compete with her.

No wonder Song Qing'er wanted to leave too.