Qixiang Palace Side Hall
Jin Xiangling tapped the table, her eyes gazing at the bleak scenery outside the window.
It's already winter, and the weather is excessively cold, so Jin Xiangling has already put on a thick winter coat.
However, Jin Xiangling is rather petite, and wearing winter clothes makes her look somewhat stout, making her less noticeable compared to her spring and summer clothes.
Therefore, Jin Xiangling herself was somewhat troubled, as her appearance was no longer so striking and she could no longer attract Hongli.
You must understand that these imperial concubines could lack official rank and offspring, but they could not lack the emperor's favor.
The emperor's favor is like a mirage, fleeting and precious, but it cannot be lost.
What should we do?
Is he really going to take advantage of Huang Wanyu to pave the way for his future?
Jin Xiangling wasn't unwilling to take action; rather, she hadn't yet grasped the Emperor's bottom line. If she were to accidentally make a mistake, there would be no turning back.
"Wen Yu"
Jin Xiangling seemed to be deep in thought, and finally called out to her personal maid.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu quickly called from outside the door to come in, "Young Master!"
Jin Xiangling smiled and said, "Wen Yu, you've been by my side for a few years now. I heard you used to stay in the Imperial Household Department. How is things there now?"
Wen Yu was taken aback by Jin Xiangling's question, but she quickly recovered and nodded, saying, "Everything is fine in the Imperial Household Department. It is my blessing to be able to serve by your side, unlike my fellow villagers who are still struggling to survive in the Imperial Household Department."
Saying it's a struggle to survive is a bit of an exaggeration, but the reality isn't much better.
Because these palace maids without any powerful backers were even more miserable than the eunuchs; they were not only bullied by others, but could also be forced into sexual acts.
Wen Yu was lucky to have jumped out of the fire pit back then. She had several decent-looking companions who were paired up and lived in misery.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu couldn't help but shudder; she knew all too well the intricacies involved.
Everything in the palace looked glamorous, but the dark corners were frightening enough.
If it weren't for their birth, how many good families would be willing to send their beloved daughters to the palace to suffer?
Not everyone can be born into a family of bondservants, and not everyone wants a life of great achievements.
Wen Yu was always timid and afraid of trouble, and she just wanted to save some money to leave the palace safely.
As it turned out, the person she ended up with was Jin Xiangling, who loved to cause trouble, and there was really no way to reason with her.
Jin Xiangling's beautiful eyes flickered slightly. "Wen Yu, would you like to lend a hand to your fellow villagers?"
How can I help my fellow villager?
Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked down at the ground.
There was nothing she could do; she felt her master was about to cause trouble again, and she was genuinely afraid.
"My lady, do you want me to contact them and persuade them to pledge allegiance to you?"
Wen Yu tentatively asked the question, while praying in her heart that it wasn't true and that her master was just speaking casually.
Jin Xiangling shook her head, "No, I just want you to interact with them more, which would also benefit our Qixiang Palace."
Now that I am out of favor, the palace servants of Qixiang Palace will suffer along with me.
Wen Yu, you wouldn't want us, master and servant, to live as miserably as your fellow villagers, would you?
Jin Xiangling's words dampened Wen Yu's spirits before he could even feel happy.
Wen Yu tried his best to keep his expression calm, but he couldn't help but want to curse in his heart.
What does it mean to move around more? Doesn't moving around mean you're thinking about something?
And weren't those last few sentences a threat? A blatant threat!
“My lady, of course I want to, but I haven’t been in contact with them for a long time.”
It will probably be difficult to re-establish relations with them now.
If someone approaches you for no apparent reason, any normal person would suspect something is amiss.
Jin Xiangling is Wen Yu's master, and Wen Yu will have to live under Jin Xiangling's command in the future, so it is impossible for him to resist.
However, Wen Yu would not carry out Jin Xiangling's orders without saying a word.
At the very least, she had to show the proper attitude, especially since Jin Xiangling was someone who was greedy, ambitious, and prone to overreaching.
It has no advantages whatsoever, only all sorts of disadvantages.
Jin Xiangling was unaware that her maid had already been thoroughly criticizing her in her heart.
After listening to Wen Yu's words, she became somewhat impatient. He was so fussy and indecisive; she couldn't get anything done properly. If she had someone more capable than Wen Yu, she would have definitely replaced him.
"Take some silver from Qixiang Palace and carry it with you. Later, I will send some of the jewelry that I no longer use from the storeroom."
"It's never wrong to be polite. We're all from the same hometown, why worry about the other person ignoring you?"
If there's something that money can't break, it's because there isn't enough money; just add more.
As the eldest daughter of the Jin family under the Imperial Household Department, Jin Xiangling was quite generous with money.
Jin Xiangling even developed a fixed mindset: if something can be solved with money, then it's not a problem.
The bondservants of the Imperial Household Department were so powerful that they dared to embezzle even from the emperor's private treasury; there was nothing they wouldn't dare to do.
However, this cannot be blamed on the Qing Dynasty for raising a tiger that would have caused its own harm. Even if it were someone else, the same inevitable result would have occurred. After all, people are greedy, and in such a deep palace where interests are intertwined, the pure stream is the extreme, while the turbid stream is just the norm.
Wen Yu nodded in agreement, obediently refusing to contradict her master on this point.
"Wen Yu, handle this matter well. You will always be a valuable assistant to me."
Jin Xiangling spoke lightly, but her words could also be interpreted in reverse: if things weren't done well enough, then the only option would be to leave Jin Xiangling's side and let the capable take over. As for Wen Yu, he would simply fall into the abyss again.
Wen Yu:......
What could Wen Yu say? She smiled and laughed on the outside, but in her heart she was cursing her master. As expected of her master, she knew all along, didn't she?
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