Chapter 23 Musk Under the Tree
The Imperial Household Department is in charge of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the people in the harem. No matter how high or low their status is, if they want to live a good life in the harem, they must have someone in the Imperial Household Department.
In "The Legend of Zhen Huan", there were several changes of power in the harem. Huang Guiquan, Jiang Zhongmin, and Gou Zongguan of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were all brought down one by one. It was Liang Duorui, who was promoted by the emperor, who had the last laugh.
Since Sun Miaoqing has traveled here and needs help, she naturally has to bypass the middleman and choose the most capable one.
Others don’t know that before Liang Duorui was promoted, he was the head of the Guangchu Division of the Imperial Household Department. The Guangchu Division was in charge of the Imperial Household Department’s treasury. When Suzhou presented brocade and satin cloth as tribute, it had to deal with the Guangchu Division.
As soon as her brother took office, she immediately asked him to find Liang Duorui.
The world is bustling with people all because of profit, and the world is bustling with people all because of profit. In this world, there are no people or things that cannot be solved with money.
If so, there is not enough money.
The Sun family is no longer the same as it was before, and they are not short of money.
After all, there were other people living in the Yanxi Palace. Sun Miaoqing pretended to ask, "What's the matter?"
"They said they were here to deliver gifts to the palaces and have already been to Noble Lady Fucha." Han Ying replied.
Lady Fucha is also a female competitive lover, but she is in a higher position, so it is right to go to her first.
"Let him in."
Today, the whole palace held an audience. The Empress had a reward, and the Emperor also had instructions. The Ministry of Internal Affairs sent gifts to each palace, and the general manager went to pick the best ones, so he came to the Yanxi Palace.
As soon as Sun Miaoqing saw Liang Duorui, she smiled and said, "Why bother your father-in-law to make such a trip for such a small matter? Hongju, serve tea."
"My Lord, you are so polite. I don't deserve it."
Hongqiu brought a cup of tea, but Liang Duorui declined. He touched the cup and found it was not warm, but his palm felt heavy - a bowl of golden melon seeds.
Before Sun Miaoqing entered the palace, she did one more thing. She asked Liang Duorui to think of a way to transfer Cui Jinxi and Xiao Yunzi to her palace after her own palace was settled. If that was not possible, at least she would find a way to get them away.
If you can’t claim it as your own, then you should have a different protagonist.
Liang Duorui was indeed very capable. He actually asked Cui Jinxi to leave the palace directly. This bowl of golden melon seeds was a thank you gift.
"Work hard for me, my young master, and you will certainly get some benefits."
"Thank you, my Lord."
"Excuse me, sir, when can Xiao Yunzi find a way to transfer to my place?"
Liang Duorui is now just a small official in the Guangchu Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and has no right to interfere in any personnel transfers. Cui Jinxi was also successful due to luck and did not contribute anything herself.
They wanted to transfer Xiao Yunzi over... Xiao Yunzi was clearly secretly ordered by Manager Huang to be transferred to the Sizhi Treasury. I guess he must have offended someone. How could he have the ability to go against his superiors now?
However, Miss Sun is not very smart but has a lot of money. If she refuses directly, she may seek cooperation from others.
For the sake of money.
Liang Duorui said, "Your position is not high enough now. Even if you transfer her to Yanxi Palace, she can only serve Noble Lady Fucha. It is better to wait until you are honored and rewarded. Then she can naturally come in and follow you."
That makes sense.
As expected of the future Chief of the Imperial Household Department, he is very thoughtful and considerate.
Sun Miaoqing nodded, "Thank you for your reminder, eunuch. It's getting late, and I can't keep you any longer. Hongqiu, see eunuch Liang off."
Only by joining forces in small moments can we share the great momentum.
Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong were not frightened by the scarlet sword in the long street as they had been in their previous lives, nor did they go to the garden to see the floating corpses.
The three of them had something on their minds and were unwilling to talk, so they parted ways at the fork in the road.
Suiyuxuan was far away, and Zhen Huan had to pass by Yu Garden on her way back, so she simply sat in the garden for a while.
Her mind is in a mess now.
"My Lord, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Zhu blinked and looked at her master. The Queen had clearly given her a reward, but why did she seem to be in a bad mood ever since she came out of Jingren Palace?
Zhen Huan held Liu Zhu's hand, "Liu Zhu, I'm a little scared."
As soon as she finished speaking, Songzhi's distinctive voice rang out.
"Yu Garden is also picturesque in autumn, but the chrysanthemums here are not as gorgeous as those in our Yikun Palace."
Nian Shilan thought of something else and said jokingly, "Yu Garden is picturesque, but without Concubine Xia's blood, it still lacks some color."
Zhen Huan thought of Nian Shilan's thoughts, fearing that she would be left alone and drag herself into the well and drown herself, so she took Liu Zhu and hid.
Songzhi didn't know who Concubine Xia was, but she didn't plan to ask. As long as the Empress was happy, she could say whatever she wanted.
Zhou Ninghai said words to flatter his master.
"As the land breeds, so the people are born. Our Queen of Yikun Palace is the most beautiful, so naturally this flower is the most beautiful too."
He broke off a branch of osmanthus, plucked the green leaves from the branch, leaving only the two leaves at the top, and presented it to Nian Shilan with both hands.
"Look, madam, this is the sweet osmanthus that was offered as tribute from outside. Although it is not as good as the ones in our palace, it smells good anyway."
Although osmanthus flowers are small, they have a strong fragrance.
The sweet osmanthus was fragrant but not greasy. Nian Shilan held the flower branch and sniffed it. "This flower is fragrant, but not as fragrant as the Sui Yu Xuan one."
"Sui Yu Xuan? What good things can there be there?"
Song Zhi frowned slightly, "If your Majesty likes it, you can ask Huang Guiquan to find a way to move it to our palace."
"I dare not take that thing."
Nian Shilan had a smile on her face.
[There is a large jar of musk under the osmanthus tree in Suiyuxuan. It is the real ancestor of the incense that will end your family lineage. Lady Fang died because of this incense. It's ridiculous that people still think that Lady Fang's death was caused by me! ]
[A bunch of bastards! All they do is plot behind my back and even try to slander me! ]
There is...musk under the osmanthus tree?
Zhen Huan's heart became more and more flustered. From what Concubine Hua said, it seemed that the musk was not put there by her.
But it wasn't her, how did she know?
If it wasn't her, then it was someone else. It turned out that there was more than just Concubine Hua who was hostile to her in the harem.
Why?
I just came to the harem and did nothing, why do everyone treat me as an enemy?
Is it because of the substitute?
But she didn't even know who was replaced.
Zhen Huan returned to Suiyuxuan with a worried look on her face, and heard that a plate of cakes had just been sent from Yikun Palace.
"It's crab roe pastry, which is the favorite of Concubine Hua." Kang Luhai said flatteringly, "It seems that Concubine Hua wants to show her goodwill to the young lady."
Show goodwill?
Hua Fei clearly hates me so much in her heart, how could she be friendly to me?
There must be other reasons.
But from what she said in her heart, she wasn't the kind of person who would do anything sinister behind the scenes.
Zhen Huan decided to verify Concubine Hua's thoughts, so she asked someone to find a flower hoe.