Chapter 660 Emperor Kangxi: Wenjiu is such a prodigal son!
It took Emperor Kangxi a while to recover from his shock, and he stood up suddenly. "This prodigal, this is a prodigal! I thought she was better at managing the household than the fourth son, but she is the same as these two!"
The fourth brother was cheated out of a candied haws, but it was just a small amount of silver.
Wen Jiu, that prodigal son, only exchanged a 1,200-year-old ginseng for some insignificant trifles. Who knows how much he'd make if he auctioned it off.
Emperor Kangxi subconsciously covered his heart: "One thousand two hundred years!"
The ginseng he had hidden in his chest was only a thousand years old? That thousand years was what he would use to keep himself alive when he was about to die.
Wen Jiu is such a prodigal child. She has 1,200-year-old ginseng. Wouldn’t it be better for her to just give it to him?
What antiques, calligraphy and paintings do you want to exchange for?
"Someone, please turn the carriage around, turn around now, and go to the Fourth Master's house."
"Your Majesty, it's...it's getting late to return to the palace." Liang Jiugong glanced at the box that Emperor Kangxi had been so fond of just now but had now thrown on the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he finally said something to persuade him.
"Hold on tight." As he spoke, he reached out to Liang Jiugong again: "Where's my silver? How much did I take with me this time?"
Liang Jiugong was startled, then he immediately rummaged through his pockets, took out a large purse, and presented it to him with both hands: "Your Majesty, this is what I brought this time."
Emperor Kangxi dug out his purse, looked inside, and counted the money. Nearly twenty thousand taels of silver were in there. Frowning, he pulled a stack of banknotes from his sleeve. He sat there and counted them again, "Hmm... enough for one hundred and ten thousand taels. Hurry up."
Liang Jiugong was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood the emperor's intention. Was he planning to use the silver to redeem the 1,200-year-old ginseng?
Seeing His Majesty's expression, he must have made up his mind. Liang Jiugong breathed a sigh of relief, bent down to pick up the box that Emperor Kangxi accidentally dropped on the ground, and carefully put them away one by one.
I was also worried for Concubine Wen. I was afraid that Concubine Wen would be scolded again this time.
However, halfway through picking up the boxes, Liang Jiugong's hand suddenly stopped and he was completely stunned: "Emperor...Emperor! Emperor!"
Emperor Kangxi was still holding a stack of banknotes, but when he saw nothing, he frowned and said, "Calling for the soul?"
Liang Jiugong then said: "Your Majesty, please look, this... this..."
Emperor Kangxi frowned and glanced down casually, only to see Liang Jiugong holding a box with trembling hands. Inside the box was...
“Ginseng!”
Liang Jiugong's eyes widened, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said, "Your Majesty, this ginseng... looks much bigger than the one I saw today. I think this one must be at least 1,500 years old, right?"
Emperor Kangxi was also stunned at this moment, and silently put the banknote in his hand back into his arms. Then he took the ginseng from Liang Jiugong's hand.
After looking at it several times, Emperor Kangxi was filled with confusion: "You gave me a 1,500-year-old ginseng, and you didn't even tell me?"
There were many officials who sent gifts to him on a daily basis, but Emperor Kangxi had never heard of such an operation.
Liang Jiugong was silent for a moment: "Your Majesty, I believe that the Fourth Master and Concubine Jin want to quietly care for your health...
Emperor Kangxi was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said, "Turn around and return to the palace."
On the way, Emperor Kangxi looked at the ginseng several times, feeling something was amiss. "Tell me... could this warm wine be a fake to trick me? It's just a small radish?"
Liang Jiugong couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. His Majesty had spent the entire afternoon with his concubine, and their words and actions seemed a bit absurd... well... no, it was as if they had both become a little younger.
However, he dared not say this out loud. He only smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't you have some knowledge of medicinal herbs? You can tell whether it is genuine or not at a glance. My eyesight is definitely not as good as yours."
Emperor Kangxi stared with a frown: "It's because it's too real."
It’s a fresh 1,500-year-old ginseng, which really seems absurd.
Ginseng that has been grown for so many years must be in deep mountains and forests where it is not easy to be found, right?
Where in the hundred-mile radius of the capital could such a place be found to nurture this 1,500-year-old ginseng? If it came from far away, how could it be so fresh?
Along the way, Emperor Kangxi's mind was full of this ginseng.
Even after entering the palace, I still didn't understand where the warm wine came from.
"Your Majesty, you are back. Prince Kang said he needs to see you urgently and has been waiting at the gate of the Palace of Heavenly Purity for a long time."
Li Dequan waited for a long time, and when he saw Emperor Kangxi from afar, he immediately trotted over to reply.
Emperor Kangxi nodded upon hearing this, followed everyone back to his bedroom, changed his clothes and went to the front hall.
I thought to myself, I'll wait until the children are one year old and see the wine warming before asking her."
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In the blink of an eye, it is already the twelfth lunar month. There was a heavy snowfall yesterday, and the snow in the corners even covered people's knees.
Early in the morning, before daybreak, the servants began to clear the snow busily, and now they had almost finished the work.
Liusu pushed open the window and couldn't help laughing. "Look, my Lord! God knows today is our four princes' birthdays, so he's giving us some favors. It's been cloudy for several days, but now it's clearing up."
Wen Jiu also smiled, stretched his body and said, "There must be snow on the road. I guess the guests will arrive late today. I'll take a nap for a while."
Upon hearing this, Liusu said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Master, please don't doze off any longer. The prince has been in the front hall for a while. Xiaodouzi just sent a message saying that the Ninth Master has arrived."
Wen Jiu was startled: "The Ninth Lady is here too?
Liusu shook her head: "Not yet. Jiu Ye said that Jiu Fu Jin needs to clean up for a while and will come over later."
Wenjiu breathed a sigh of relief, but there was really no time to take a nap, so he got up and went out.
"By the way, Shanzha, go tell Aunt Gui later that the children should wear the same clothes they chose yesterday. Let them sleep a little longer; there's no rush."
Also, the wet nurse must accompany you the entire time today. Dashao, your mission today is to protect the children and make sure no one with bad intentions gets close to them."
In recent days, she has been arranging the one-year-old ceremony for the children. The Ulanara and Li families, including the Song family and the Yin family, have all gradually become resentful of her.
Among them, the cruelty of the Ulanara and Li families increased the most. Wen Jiu had to be on guard.
"Oh, I know." Shanzha and Dashao responded immediately, and then went to the west wing where the children lived.
Wen Jiu looked at Liu Su again: "The Fourth Master said that he asked Su Peisheng to prepare the items for the "Zhuazhou" ceremony. Is everything ready? When we get to the front hall later, take some time to confirm with him a few more times. We can't afford to make any mistakes."
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