Back at Yaocheng Courtyard, Tong Cheng'er immediately rewarded Dong Li with one hundred taels of silver, and then said to Dong Cheng, "Your nephew is a promising talent. It's a pity he's just a coachman. In the future, let him learn the trade from you."
Upon hearing this, Dong Cheng and Dong Li were filled with gratitude and then knelt down to express their thanks.
After the two left, Tong Cheng'er smiled and said to Ru Lan and Ru Xue, "I thought this trip to Mongolia would be tough, but it's great, just when I was sleepy, someone handed me a pillow."
After sighing, Tong Cheng'er instructed Ru Xue, "I forgot to mention earlier, you should quickly send someone to tell the master about this."
With so many people going to Mongolia, it wouldn't be right for only she and Yinzhen to enjoy it.
She doesn't mind, but if people find out, there will inevitably be something to talk about.
To avoid these unnecessary troubles, she naturally didn't mind everyone "enjoying" together.
After receiving the news, Yinzhen went to the Qianqing Palace.
When Emperor Kangxi saw Yinzhen approaching, he asked him, "Why didn't you come to the Ministry of Revenue today? Is something the matter?"
Yinzhen said, "Father, I have a coachman in my residence who has installed springs on the carriage to reduce shock."
Kangxi was taken aback upon hearing this. It wasn't that he doubted the truth of the matter; he was just a little puzzled. Could it be that the feng shui of Yinzhen's residence was good or something else, as he could come up with something new every day?
And yet, they are all irresistible.
The result is self-evident.
Dong Li was conscripted for two days, where he taught and directed the installation of springs on all the carriages going to Mongolia.
...
Inside the Prince Gong's Mansion.
"Are you sure the pencil and sofa both came from the Fourth Prince's residence?"
"This servant is certain."
"Have you found out who did it?"
"I heard that it was made by the craftsmen in the manor at the request of the Fourth Princess Consort."
Shuyuan nodded somewhat absentmindedly; it was actually the Fourth Prince's wife.
As the concubine of the fourth prince of Prince Gong's mansion, she had recently been busy fighting with the primary wife and other concubines in the backyard. Now she finally had some free time, only to find that pencils and sofas had appeared in the capital.
This startled Shuyuan.
Upon inquiring, she discovered the information was about the Fourth Prince's wife, which made Shuyuan start to overthink.
The pencil and sofa are both modern items. Could this Fourth Prince's wife be a fellow countrywoman who has traveled through time? But then again, it's said that the pencil and sofa were made by the craftsmen of the Fourth Prince's residence. Shuyuan wondered if someone had traveled into the body of a craftsman in the Fourth Prince's residence.
But that doesn't make sense!
If that's the case, then it would be better for the time-traveling craftsman to borrow the name of the Fourth Prince than to borrow the name of the Fourth Princess. In short, Shuyuan couldn't calm down.
It's been a few years since I transmigrated. At first, I was scheming to get the position of the Fourth Prince's wife, but due to a series of coincidences, I mistook someone else for someone else and became Prince Gong's daughter-in-law.
Since entering Prince Gong's Mansion, from the time of our marriage until now, not a single day has been truly peaceful.
She really never stops fighting.
She had to fight with the primary wife and other concubines in the inner courtyard, with her sisters-in-law, with her mother-in-law, and even with the primary wife of Prince Gong.
Although she wins more than she loses now, the constant fighting has left her physically and mentally exhausted.
Although she didn't know if the Fourth Princess Consort was a fellow transmigrator from the same hometown, Shuyuan thought of another possibility in her life. She thought to herself, after all, she was a transmigrator.
She can do what others can do, can't she?
Now that she has a pencil sofa, she can have someone make something else out of it.
If she could make money, she wouldn't want to keep fighting like this; it's exhausting!
When Shuyuan thought about making money, she thought of glass. However, she was a liberal arts student, and after the division of arts and sciences, she sold all her chemistry books. In addition, she was not a student who liked to study. So she knew that glass could make money, but she just didn't know how it was made.
Besides glass, she also wanted to find other ways to make money.
Then she thought of soap.
She knows how to use soap, but she's never really noticed how it's made.
She had a lot of ideas, but Shuyuan found that she couldn't do anything about it.
The more I think about it, the more discouraged I feel.
So she could only send someone to inquire about the Fourth Prince's wife. If the Fourth Prince's wife really was a time traveler, then they would be fellow countrymen.
The Fourth Prince will be the Emperor in the future. If she can get along well with the Fourth Prince's wife, at the very least, the Prince Gong's future title will belong to her husband. And if she gives birth to a son, that son will belong to her.
Shuyuan's idea is very beautiful.
...
The carriages to Mongolia were equipped with springs, so there was very little bumping. Tong Cheng'er sat in the carriage, eating chilled fruits. There were two ice basins inside, and someone kept fanning her. She didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
Yinzhen stepped into the carriage from outside and immediately felt a cool breeze. He was naturally afraid of the heat, and if it weren't for the Crown Prince's suggestion that his brothers go out for a ride, he would never have wanted to go out at all.
The scorching sun outside is unbearable.
When Yinzhen came in, Tong Cheng'er saw that he was covered in sweat and quickly said, "Hurry up and wipe yourself off. The Crown Prince is really something, making you go out in this weather, isn't he just making you suffer?"
When Yinzhen came in, he dismissed the person fanning the carriage. Now there were only the two of them in the carriage, so he moved closer to Tong Cheng'er.
Tong Cheng'er looked at him: "What are you doing?"
Yinzhen: "Didn't Cheng'er say to wipe it? You wipe it for me."
Tong Cheng'er ignored him: "You smell of sweat, I can't stand it, wipe yourself."
Upon hearing this, Yinzhen feigned sadness and said, "What, Cheng'er, are you disgusted with your husband?"
Tong Cheng'er nodded: "Smell yourself."
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