The firecrackers went off with a series of crackling sounds!
Li Baobei also moved from the Prime Minister's residence to the Chang Le Mansion, which was bestowed by the Emperor, and became the true Princess Chang Le.
As soon as she arrived at the gate of Chang Le Mansion, she got off the carriage and saw two rows of servants standing neatly at the gate, waiting for a long time.
I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, that's amazing! They've even arranged all of this? I thought I'd have to find it myself! That's so convenient!"
She looked at the well-organized princess's residence with satisfaction, feeling extremely happy. She found that the princess's residence was much more impressive than the prime minister's residence. It was indeed the grandeur of a princess. It was truly remarkable.
Upon entering, one is immediately greeted by pavilions and towers; the buildings are constructed in an incredibly grand manner, leaving one in awe.
Every detail exudes endless refinement and luxury; the exquisitely carved windows, the magnificent gate, and the spacious courtyard are all captivating.
It's absolutely gorgeous and a real eye-opener.
As expected, this is a residence reserved for princesses; it is truly magnificent.
A kind-looking elderly man led Li Baobei around the mansion, giving her a detailed introduction to the princess's residence.
This man's name is Yang Wenchang, and he is the steward of the princess's mansion.
Having learned most of the situation at the Princess's residence, Li Baobei found her room and planned to rest.
The room was lavishly furnished, with every decoration exuding an air of nobility, making one feel as if they were in a luxurious dream.
She sat on the purple jade coral chaise lounge, and Bizhu poured her a cup of Biluochun tea, which she sipped slowly.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the delicate curtains, casting a warm and harmonious atmosphere onto the small round table made of Phoebe zhennan wood in the room.
The lavish decorations seemed to have dazzled Li Baobei.
She felt a little dazed; such extraordinary wealth had suddenly fallen into her lap.
It felt like a dream, so glamorous it made me uneasy.
The courtyard where her room was located was originally called Qingfeng Courtyard, but she had it renamed Zhenbao Pavilion.
She still prefers the name Treasure Pavilion, probably because she's used to it.
At this moment, in front of Master Zhang's gate, Bizhu stood ramrod straight, accompanied by several servants carrying a lot of jewelry and clothing.
People knelt on the ground in front of the gate.
Master Zhang couldn't help but think of yesterday: in the afternoon, Zhang Yujiao ran back to the mansion crying, saying that someone had hit her.
Qian Rumei was so angry that her face turned pale.
Only after asking did I find out that she had offended Li Nannan, the third young lady of the Prime Minister's mansion, who had just been granted the title of Princess.
He was startled upon hearing this and immediately locked Zhang Yujiao in solitary confinement.
I was even thinking about whether I should offer a gift to apologize.
Unexpectedly, the people from the Princess's residence have already arrived.
At this moment, Master Zhang was trembling all over, looking at Bizhu in front of him as a terrifying figure, like the Grim Reaper.
Bizhu didn't even glance at Master Zhang before coldly saying, "My princess admires the embroidery skills of the third young lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Pan'er, and thus rewarded her with these trinkets. Where is the fourth young lady now?"
Master Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness! Thank goodness!"
He suddenly thought of Zhang Pan'er, was she the daughter of the maid who had died four or five years ago?
He never cared how many daughters he had; his most beloved daughter was Zhang Yujiao.
He doesn't even know where Zhang Pan'er lives.
He turned and glanced at his wife, Qian Rumei, kneeling beside him.
He asked in a low voice, "Where is Zhang Pan'er?"
Qian Rumei's face darkened. Thinking that Zhang Pan'er had always lived in the woodshed in the back garden of the mansion, she didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Bizhu glared at the Zhang couple and said angrily, "The princess has decreed that all the gifts must be personally delivered to the Fourth Miss by me. Please take me inside, Mr. Zhang!"
"this……"
Large drops of sweat dripped from Master Zhang's forehead.
Bizhu, led by the couple, arrived at the woodshed where Zhang Pan'er lived.
Bizhu frowned after just one glance; it was ten times worse than where she, a servant, lived.
Apart from a thin bed, the room was filled with firewood.
There was only a worn-out quilt on the bed, but at least it was clean.
There is nothing else.
When Zhang Pan'er saw a large group of people appear in her room, she broke out in a cold sweat.
He immediately knelt before Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, trembling uncontrollably: "Pan'er doesn't know what she has done to offend Father and Mother. Please punish her, Mother."
Zhang Pan'er quickly lay down; her clothes were so thin they looked like paper, making one feel cold just looking at them.
Seeing this, Master Zhang frowned and glanced at Qian Rumei with displeasure.
He truly did not know how Madam Qian arranged affairs in the household.
Madam Qian was secretly startled and quickly bent down to help Zhang Pan'er up.
“Pan’er, what are you saying? How could the steward of the manor arrange for you to live in such a place? You deserve a beating. I’ll come down and ask who arranged this, making you suffer.”
She pretended to hug Zhang Pan'er, who was still trembling, while covering her face with one hand and crying.
Looking at the hypocritical Zhang couple, Bizhu couldn't help but feel nauseous.
With a cold glint in her childish face, she said disdainfully, "The family style of Master Zhang is truly astonishing. The dignified Fourth Miss is even more shabby than the servants of the Princess's mansion. If people knew this, they would laugh their heads off."
After delivering the gifts, the group left the Zhang residence.
Li Baobei sat on the soft couch listening to Bizhu's story, looking relaxed and content. "Zhang Pan'er should have a much easier time from now on."
Just do good deeds and don't ask when you'll return.
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