Chapter 897 The Emperor is a Terrible Creature

The cup holder was so hot that she jumped in surprise. It fell to the ground and broke into pieces. She shook her hand vigorously, "Ouch!"

Emperor Mingpei quickly asked someone to get some ice, while scolding Fang Wuyou: "What kind of tea did you pour!!"

Fang Wuyou: "..."

It was you who said that Your Highness felt a chill in the wind and asked me to pour you some boiling ginger tea... I feel bitter.

In fact, it was just that the child's skin was tender and he got burned. But when ice was brought over, he didn't feel any pain anymore, but just felt a little embarrassed.

She held back tears of shame, nestled in Yeye's arms, and said firmly, "It's like this anyway, do you understand?"

How could Prince Duanhe dare to say he didn't understand? He nodded like pounding garlic: "I understand, I understand, Xinbao, Sixth Uncle really understands."

Xinbao added, "There are also hanging ones. You can add a glass surface. You don't need the copper bell cover at the bottom. Just a pendulum will do. That way it will be flat and not top-heavy."

Prince Duanhe responded again.

The two discussed for a long time, and Xinbao mainly said that Prince Duanhe should be responsible, yes, yes, yes.

Emperor Mingpei watched them until they finished talking, then he said, "Liu Lang, go to the Ministry of Works after the New Year."

Prince Duanhe was delighted and immediately agreed.

Xinbao immediately stood up and said to him, "When you go there, don't bully your younger brother Xiang. He is Xinbao's good friend. Moreover, you must give the genius the greatest freedom so that he can create powerful things. And although his workshop is named Gong like the Ministry of Industry, it actually belongs to Xinbao. Although Xinbao is good to you and can share some of the credit with you, if you bully your younger brother, Xinbao will...will..."

She couldn't think of a strong threat at the moment, so Emperor Mingpei said, "Then Xinbao will transfer the workshop out of the Ministry of Industry."

"Yes," Xinbao nodded, "That's it."

Prince Duanhe was so sad.

He could hear that this "brother" had a much higher status in Xinbao's heart than he did.

Prince Duanhe said quickly, "Don't worry, Xinbao, Uncle Six will never bully him! Uncle Six admires these craftsmen the most, so Uncle Six has long wanted to meet this brother Xiang. Why don't you wait for Uncle Six to go there and let Xinbao help introduce them so that we can get to know each other, okay?"

Xinbao nodded: "Okay."

So the two of them reconciled, continued chatting, and even shamelessly stayed for dinner in the evening.

Madam Lin finally came back and hugged Yan Xiaoyuan. The two of them were very affectionate, as if nothing had happened.

After hearing about the laundry boat, they went to take a look, and then the Eighth Prince came to find him.

Because the inner court is still temporarily in charge of the wool and rabbit hair matters, the Eighth Prince wondered if he could get a similar laundry basket that can be used to wash wool, rabbit hair, etc.?

So the two princes were not afraid of the cold and went out together to find the craftsmen.

When Xinbao was reminded by them, he suddenly remembered something.

She had made a great vow to knit a pair of socks for Ye Ye, his parents, his brother, his wife, and his apprentices...but it was too troublesome to use her consciousness to do such delicate work, so she worked very hard and it took her a lot of effort to knit only half a pair...half an inch long.

Then one morning, a magical hand cleansed her memory, and she suddenly forgot about the incident and never thought about it again.

Now, several months have passed, and there is still only half of it.

The New Year is almost here, and we can’t wait until summer to give gifts like rabbit fur socks.

So Xinbao pretended that she had not forgotten and continued weaving.

She kept weaving and weaving until it was time to return to the palace, and there was still only half a piece left.

From half an inch long half a sock, to half a two-inch long half a sock, Xinbao stared at the half sock and felt that it was impossible to knit so much before the New Year.

There is a chance that we can knit a pair.

But what is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth. If I weave a pair for Ye Ye, my father, mother, brother and his wife will definitely be jealous.

So... why not pretend that this incident never happened? She threw the half sock into the farthest corner of the space. As long as she couldn't see it, she could just pretend it didn't exist.

For two consecutive days, Xinbao felt a little guilty whenever he saw Yeye.

Emperor Mingpei secretly inquired about it but still couldn't figure out what was going on.

So Emperor Mingpei gave Xinbao a handful of melon seeds and a figurine to crack the melon seeds, and asked her to crack the seeds for him. He then asked, "What have you been busy with these past two days?"

Xinbao was a little wary and glanced at him secretly: "You're not busy with anything."

Emperor Mingpei said: "Oh, it's quite cold."

"Yes, it's cold."

Emperor Mingpei said a few more words of gossip, and when he saw that she had relaxed, he said, "Then... why are you always busy?"

"Yes," Xinbao was completely unaware. She nimbly picked out the melon seeds with her little hands and secretly ate the damaged ones, while she babbled, "Xinbao is almost dying of tiredness and can't finish knitting."

"Oh," Emperor Mingpei asked, "What are you weaving?"

"Socks," she said foolishly, "Xinbao originally wanted to knit a pair for Yeye Daddy and Mommy... but they were too difficult and I could never finish them..."

Blah blah blah…

She recounted the whole thing from beginning to end, and her explanation was so clear.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Emperor Mingpei raised his eyebrows, understood, and said, "The snow has stopped."

"Yes, stop."

"The flowers will probably stop blooming soon."

"Yeah, stop it soon."

"What would you like to eat tonight, Xinbao?"

Xinbao finally came out of his distracted state and thought for a moment: "Eat the pot."

"Okay, let's eat the pot."

Xinbao grinned and smiled at Yeye, with his big eyes bent and his little teeth showing, as if he didn't notice anything.

Yuan Shenjue, who watched the whole process, said: "..."

The emperor is such a scary creature.

The next day after returning to the palace was New Year’s Eve.

Emperor Mingpei wrote a blessing as usual, and Xinbao's Codonopsis wine was also distributed.

This year, the mansion of Marquis Gongke also received blessings. Marquis Gongke accepted the word "blessing" very respectfully, then packed up and prepared to enter the palace.

It was already late for them, and on the road, the carriage of Marquis Gongshun and his wife caught up with them.

Gongshun Hou greeted from a distance: "Second brother."

Marquis Gongke also opened the curtains and nodded to him. Marquis Gongshun said warmly, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you get in my carriage and have a good chat?"

The family members were also in the car at the moment, so it was really boring for him to do so.

Marquis Gongke just said, "No need, let's talk in the palace."

Gongshun Hou declined twice more before he said, "I heard that my second brother received the blessing from the palace today?"

Gong Kehou knew that he came for this, so he said, "Yes."

"Congratulations," said Gongshun Hou with a fake smile, "It's amazing that father still thinks about my second brother."

Marquis Gongke spoke carefully, saying only: "Father, the emperor is a kind and benevolent ruler. As a son, I am naturally grateful to him."

The Duke of Gongshun stopped smiling and said, "I just wonder what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would think."

Gong Kehou glanced at him and said, "It's getting late. Brother, go ahead."

He lowered the curtain and ordered the driver to speed up.

(End of this chapter)