Zhong Mingzheng finally understood that the old woman that Concubine Zhao was talking about was the newly favored Concubine Hui. Concubine Hui was 32 years old this year, so she was not a very old woman. It was possible that she could get pregnant. But this was not what Zhong Mingzheng was most worried about.
"Mother, I came to the palace this time not only to report to you about Da'an's health and to reassure you, but also to give you some advice," Zhong Mingzheng put down the tea bowl in his hand. He frowned and said to Concubine Zhao, "Mother, haven't you learned your lesson from the last incident? Just because your father saw Concubine Hui a few more times, you got so angry, and it was such an important solar term as the Double Ninth Festival. Not only did you annoy your father, but you also offended the Queen Mother. Your father was furious because of this incident. Don't you know how difficult life is for Uncle Cheng and your son? It's like sitting on pins and needles. Now your father has finally calmed down, mother. You can't make the same mistake again!"
"But what if that bitch is really pregnant with a prince?" Concubine Zhao frowned and gritted her teeth. "Look at how much your father loves her now, I'm afraid that if that bitch gives birth to a prince in the future, you and your fourth brother combined will not be able to compare to him!"
"Mother, you think too highly of her. After all, she is just a lowly maid. Besides, Concubine Hui and father are not young anymore. How can it be so easy for her to get pregnant? If it was so easy, then father would have dozens or even hundreds of sons. Even if that lowly maid is really blessed to get pregnant, is it so easy for her to survive the ten months of pregnancy?" Zhong Mingzheng said hurriedly. After a pause, he leaned forward and lowered his voice, "If mother is really worried, then there are naturally other ways."
"You mean..." Concubine Zhao's eyes lit up, "Use medicine?"
"Mother is right. Some of these medicines can help you have a child, but some can also help you lose a child, right?" Zhong Mingzheng said with a smile. "Speaking of which, mother naturally knows more about this kind of thing than her son."
"You are really smart, kid," Concubine Zhao smiled gently, sweeping away the gloom from before. She took a sip of tea, then smiled at Zhong Mingzheng and said, "But, in this harem, there are more smart people than just us mother and son. We must not steal other people's good intentions."
"Yes, mother is absolutely right." Zhong Mingzheng nodded and smiled.
October 6, the 32nd year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
Ah Chou sat cross-legged on the kang, worrying about the huge box of glittering silver in front of her. She had never thought that there would be a day in her life when she would worry about money.
"What are you always looking at?" Zhong Mingwei sat on the kang and looked at Ah Chou, who was frowning across from him. He couldn't help laughing again, "Why are you worried now that you have money?"
"Are all these things really ours?" Ah Chou turned his head and asked Zhong Mingwei with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Yes, they are all ours," Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou's confused face and felt a little distressed. He reached out and pinched Ah Chou's braided hair, "Spend it however you want."
In fact, Ah Chou had asked this question countless times in the past few days, but she still couldn't believe it. The most silver she had ever seen in her life was ten taels of silver. That was when Duan Chenghong handed the ten taels of silver to Kong Wenmin when she left Beijing. Ah Chou was dumbfounded at the time, and thought in her heart that Lord Duan was really a wealthy family. He spent ten taels of silver at once. He was so generous. Ten taels of silver could not even fit in her small purse!
But now, there were exactly five hundred taels of silver in front of her!
Five hundred taels!
There were so many that Ah Chou couldn't even care about being happy and was only worried.
"Where can I hide it?" Ah Chou looked worried and sighed at the pile of silver. "Put it under the bed? No, no, it will be seen when I walk in the door? Put it in the kitchen? What if there are mice? In the side room? I go in to get clothes all the time, what if it gets messed up? In the kang hole? Even worse! I heard that silver will turn into water when burned. Oh, where should I put it?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Ah Chou into his arms, leaning over to Ah Chou and saying, "Why do you have to hide it? Isn't it good to just leave it here?"
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