Qin Yuan thought that if every piece of clothing belonging to Lord Gu had such a mark embroidered on it, the embroiderers in the needlework room would have to work day and night for a month or so.
Especially for her.
Lord Gu thought for a moment and said, "I'll think of a way."
Qin Yuan forced a smile and replied, "Okay."
Lord Gu asked, "Yuan'er, do you find this troublesome?"
He asked cautiously.
Qin Yuan said, "If you want me to embroider every single one of them by hand, who knows when it will take."
Lord Gu thought for a moment and said, "Then just embroider two pieces for me first."
With two of them, he could show off to others.
That was all he originally intended.
Hongye said, "You understand what my elder sister is thinking. If it's to save trouble, then handing it over to Ranxiangju would be the worst thing. But if my elder sister also wants to sell it in her own shop, then it's a different story."
Just as she lay down, Gao Yuan remembered something else. She got up and rummaged through the box that Gu Shiba had brought. Sure enough, she found a newly bound book.
The civil official then summoned someone to clear the table and ordered tea to be brewed.
Thinking of this, the civil official sat up again, looked up at the poetry collection lying quietly on the large table beside the bed, and muttered to himself, "I have to find a way to make some noise and create some momentum for your cousin Siyuan, right?"
The shopkeeper said he had tried a few of the camphor and sandalwood pills brought back by Yelü, and found them to be calming and soothing, making them very suitable for elderly people suffering from summer heat. He suspected that if the civil officials were willing to sell them, they could quickly gain the favor of nobles.
The civil official laughed and said, "Let them take a look and see if they have any considerations, but they come to ask you instead."
If I told anyone, who would believe me?
The civil official thought that those behind his back were mostly the actions of Yelü Guzha.
If you try to connect all these things together, it becomes too complicated.
Gao Yuanfeng said with a straight face, "Well, he does understand."
Later generations of military generals were suppressed by the Zhao family, which in turn split into smaller factions. The reason why Rong Momo was able to climb the ranks so slowly was not because the infighting between the factions gave me an opportunity.
That would be a solution that solves the problem once and for all.
Lin Ziqi said, "You're alright, you did drink the tea."
If a civil official only wants to sell the recipe, that's fine too. Of course, the worst way is for the civil official to contribute the recipe as a share to Ranxiangju, and then share the profits according to Ranxiangju's income.
The name is straightforward, encompassing both merits and demerits.
Gu Shiba: "..."
Gu Jinghui sat back down.
Gao Yuanfeng didn't hesitate, but she also tried to refuse the civil official's bad intentions, so she just went along with it.
Gao Yuan explained in detail: "You want to find some people to inquire about the current market price of pepper in the capital. The Qi Prince's Mansion hasn't done anything about it. Also, have someone send a letter to Lord Gu for you. There are some things you need me to do."
Yes, yes, yes?
Qin Yuan snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "I have something to trouble you with, my husband."
But Rong Momo had long forgotten about the world amidst the splendor and gentleness. Although she knew that Gu Jinghui's iron hooves would eventually trample into Xiaoxing again, and that Xiaoxing would be powerless to resist, she was unwilling to do anything at all.
That's what they say again: "I'll understand everything once I get married."
“Oh no,” Gao Yuanfeng said, “No one has come back with any news from the eleventh day of the month. In Yanzhou, you can buy aged pepper for about seventy-four taels of silver per catty. If you buy a small amount, you can negotiate the price.”
Qin Yuan felt a chill run down her spine.
Seeing that Qin Yuan remained silent for a long time, Gu Jinghui hesitated and said, "I'm leaving. You should rest first."
Hongye said, "Lord Gu is truly talented to have accomplished so much in such a short time. Eldest sister really knows how to use people."
In later generations, you earnestly advised Rong Momo, who held a high-ranking position, to be mindful of potential dangers even in times of peace, lest she become the prime minister who brought about the downfall of the country and leave a bad name in history.
Gao Yuan said, "You just suddenly remembered it and took a chance to see if it was there. It's a collection of poems printed by Gao Yuanfeng. How about he take a look?"
Gu Jinghui hesitated for a long time before saying, "I suspect that Zhao has some connection with the hostage of the Yelü family. Zhen'er and Zhao were only separated by a short time, but the old woman next to Zhao insisted that Zhao left the mansion during the day. These things still need to be verified. Don't bring this up on your face when you see Cheng'er and Yu'er in the future. This is just my suspicion."
The civil official then instructed Hongye to bring out the painted umbrella and have Gu Shiba hold it down for Cuiming.
The civil official suppressed a smile.
The civil official handed the letter to Hongye and Qin Yuan. Qin Yuan also said, "Using the prescription as a gift is the most cost-effective and convenient way."
Qin Yuan nodded and said, "This servant knows about those things, but they look elegant and valuable. Eighth Master will be pleased to see them."
“Alright,” Qin Yuan didn’t want to continue the topic, and said, “Why did you say that Zhen’er might have been implicated by the Marquis of Dingbei’s mansion? Did you find out something?”
The civil official sipped his tea for a while before opening the box, taking out the shopkeeper's letter, and continuing to read it.
The civil official placed the poetry collection on the table and said, "It is indeed wrong, but it can be made even worse."
Below it are the eight small characters: "Poems on a Visit to Yuyuantan Park".
"you say."
The sun was low inside.
The civil official nodded and said, "Would it be alright if you made a decision before you've gathered the information?"
After hearing Lin Ziqi's words, you secretly had an idea.
As a native of Xiaoxing, how can you stand by and watch Gu Jinghui's iron hooves march south and trample the entire Xiaoxing?
Hongye said, "Big sister, he told you to find it for him, why did you get up again?"
Even when civil officials mentioned it, they developed deep suspicions about you.
The scholar quickly flipped through two pages. The poetry collection was printed very finely, with thick, dense paper and blurry characters. Even without the cover, it was still quite eye-catching.
Gao Yuan used to be indifferent to wind and rain, but now that they've only been married a short time, she's already asking for an umbrella to shield her from the sun.
Hongye helped you change your clothes and loosen your hair, so you could take a nap.
The civil official checked the time; it was indeed the time when the old lady was resting, which would be convenient for him to go to the servants' quarters to find Yelü Shi. He said, "Let's go to the servants' quarters tonight and ask Mother and Yelü Shi."
After leaving Wutong Garden, Gu Shiba held the umbrella low to shield Gao Yuanfeng from the sun, and couldn't help but laugh, "Cuiming, Madam is really cherishing him more and more."
Hongye asked, "What did eldest sister say?"
In that lifetime, the civil official thought, "You have no advantage in the beginning, yet you know the first move. There's always a way to prevent Yelü Guzha and others from succeeding."
The factional strife mired the Zhao family in a quagmire of infighting, and the natural and man-made disasters further hampered Xiao Xing's actions. The people were terrified of war, and extravagance flourished. All of this was extremely detrimental to Gu Jinghui.
Since Master Gu has already received the poetry collection, and Lord Gu is a meticulous person, he will naturally send you a copy as well.
You were so focused on questioning Lin Ziqi that you forgot about that matter.
Shen Changle said, "Alright."
Hongye and Gao Yuan went in and out, telling you to rest, but Wenchen, though lying on the floor, was completely sleepy.
I have considered this very thoroughly. I suggested that if Gao Yuan was worried about the recipe being leaked, Ranxiangju could provide the spices that had been processed to a certain degree. Wenchen would only need to mix them according to the recipe, and Ranxiangju would handle the rest of the steps, such as rolling the incense balls, drying and roasting them. This would save a lot of trouble.
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