As soon as Tang Shiyue came out, she ran into Lin Weixin.
She often runs into him recently. Although it feels like a coincidence every time, when the coincidences happen too often, it is no longer a coincidence.
This Lin Weixin, when he is not smiling, is just a young man with regular features, not that surprising. But when he smiles, his little white teeth shine, and the whole person instantly becomes warm, sweet and sunny. Wearing a neat Yulin Army uniform, he looks a little handsome.
He smiled and said, "Madam, why do you have so many honeysuckle flowers?"
"Boil essential oil." Tang Shiyue said, "Do you have a woman in her thirties to fifties at home? I can give you two bottles then."
"Yes!" Lin Weixin said with a smile: "Thank you, Madam!"
He wanted to say something else, but Tang Shiyue walked away as he spoke and had already entered the yard. He had no choice but to stop and sighed helplessly.
Tang Shiyue gave away a lot of essential oils.
The eye masks she made were very popular among the accompanying officials. Most of these old men were always reading and few of them had good eyesight. Wearing the eye masks for a quarter of an hour every day to rest was more effective than taking a nap.
However, essential oils take effect quickly and evaporate quickly, and there are no plastic bags to seal them these days, so it is not easy to make too much. So she gave each person a bottle of essential oil and asked them to make their own eye masks, adding a few drops each time.
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And a few days ago, an old man had a toothache, and she gave him some peppermint essential oil for massage, and the effect was immediate, so now they also recognize this thing very much.
Because Emperor Ming Yan said he was ready to set off, Tang Shiyue spent two days working with his junior nephew and the eunuch Ma Yi who helped him to make a batch of rose essential oil and honeysuckle essential oil. They combined them with what they had made before and selected very beautiful bottles to put them in. Then they called Chen Hong over to write down the instructions for use, and the elders each gave him a few bottles.
In the evening, she took the writing to Emperor Ming Yan to see as usual, and Emperor Ming Yan asked: "I heard that you gave essential oil to Yan Chengyuan? Are you not angry with him anymore?"
Tang Shiyue exclaimed: "What?"
Emperor Mingyan looked at her, and Tang Shiyue came back to her senses: "I don't know how many adults are coming, I just asked Manager Gu, and I prepared as many as he said!"
Emperor Mingyan asked with a smile: "Where's mine?"
"How could I forget the emperor?" Tang Shiyue smiled with crooked eyes: "For each kind, I asked people to burn two bottles. The ugly ones were all given to these people, and the good-looking ones were all left for the emperor. Moreover, I only gave two kinds to them, and I made six kinds for the emperor!"
She looked at him with a look that said "look how good I am".
Emperor Mingyan smiled and said, "Yue'er is so well behaved."
He tapped the paper on the table and sighed: "But your handwriting..."
Tang Shiyue's smile slowly disappeared.
Emperor Mingyan came over and touched her hair. "It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, but you can't make too many mistakes. If you make one mistake on a piece of paper... well, within three words, you'll pass, okay?"
His voice is like coaxing a baby.
She felt a little sad.
Then Emperor Ming Yan took out a calligraphy copybook and said, "I wrote a calligraphy copybook for you. You should copy this one in the future. Actually, the previous one was also good, but that person only considered my Yue'er's external temperament, but did not know that my Yue'er has a beautiful heart. I wrote this one with common characters. You should practice well."
Tang Shiyue opened her eyes wide.
This... this is too warm.
He is the emperor! He wrote the calligraphy for her personally?
Meow, could you please not be so nice to her?
Her tears fell on the back of his hand.
Emperor Ming Yan was stunned: "Yuer?"
She suddenly opened her arms and hugged his waist: "Your Majesty, you can't be so good to me, I will be reluctant to leave."
Emperor Mingyan rubbed her hair: "What are you reluctant to leave? If you are reluctant to leave me, then come back to Chang'an City with me. I will take you to see the Imperial Noble Consort... Yue'er, the Imperial Noble Consort and I had a daughter before, who was as beautiful and lovely as me, Yue'er..."
He sighed silently, and after a while, he asked again: "Is it okay? Yue'er, are you okay with going back with me?"
"No, I can't!" She cried, "The cotton has to be harvested, I have to harvest cotton at home... and my flowers, I have to open an essential oil workshop at home, I have a lot of things to do..."
Her dilemma was so funny that Emperor Ming Yan felt both distressed and amused.
Seeing that she is still concerned about "important things" at this time, I feel very warm. This child, after all, was not wrong about her. She is worthy of being my daughter. She cares about the people and the world!
Emperor Ming Yan coaxed Tang Shiyue patiently for a long time, and finally she slowly stopped acting coquettishly after she had acted coquettishly enough. Gu Jiuxing personally brought water and helped Tang Shiyue wash her face.
Tang Shiyue was the type whose emotions came and went quickly. She was fine after crying. She even remembered to ask the emperor: "Who has good handwriting? I want him to help write a sign for the essential oil shop."
Emperor Mingyan smiled and said, "Sun Xuancheng's handwriting is good, and it is handsome, which is suitable for your things. You can ask him to help you write."
Tang Shiyue didn't know what kind of official Sun Xuancheng was. Since Emperor Ming Yan said so, she went to the front to look for him after dinner.
Several close ministers live here. They have just finished their meal and are strolling around or chatting.
Tang Shiyue still couldn't recognize everyone, so he could only bow to everyone he saw and ask, "Excuse me, where is Lord Sun Xuancheng?"
Someone pointed it out to her with a smile. Tang Shiyue went over and saw him playing chess with Lin Fujian. The way one of them was holding a fan in his hand was also very confusing.
Sun Xuancheng asked, "What do you want from me?"
"Hello, Lord Sun," Tang Shiyue bowed and said, "I want to open an essential oil shop when I return, and I want to write a sign. The emperor said that your handwriting is good, so he asked me to come find you."
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this sentence.
But the people here were all courtiers who spoke in roundabout ways, and her eyes were still red and swollen, and it was obvious that she had been crying.
So everyone immediately imagined, "She wanted to ask the emperor to write the sign, but the emperor certainly wouldn't write this, so he scolded her and told her to ask Sun Xuancheng to write it..." The conclusion was, "After all, she is a commoner girl, she really doesn't know the seriousness of the matter!"
Sun Xuancheng had a little granddaughter at home, who was also about the same age. He treated her with a little more tolerance and modesty, and said, "Wait until I finish this game."
Tang Shiyue nodded: "Of course, it's your pleasure. I'm busy today, so I can do it another day."
Sun Xuancheng motioned for her to sit down and continued playing chess.
Chen Hong was the most familiar with her, so he chatted with her with a smile: "What does the county lady want to write?"
Tang Shiyue said: "Just write 'Essential Oil Shop' on the signboard, and then write eight more words, which will be engraved on the box in the future: 'Yuefang Essential Oil, Beauty and Health'."
Chen Hong nodded.
The person next to him smiled and said, "Master Cifu's calligraphy is beautiful, floating like clouds and agile like a startled dragon. This is a rare opportunity. Why don't you ask Master to mention the Yuefang and Yuegongfang as well?"
"That's not necessary," Tang Shiyue said, "It has been used for a long time. When the font was changed, people thought it had changed owners."
Someone said, "Why not ask the assistant to write a calligraphy copy for me?"
Then someone said, "Shu Yun is talking nonsense. The Minister is a very important person. He has decades of experience in calligraphy. How could he condescend to write calligraphy for a naughty boy?"
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