Chapter 46 Wash Yourself
Zhao Tong naturally would not disturb the young couple's rest. Even though he was curious, he forced himself to wait until morning. He got up and took the bamboo broom that Fugui had made with local materials to start sweeping. However, his eyes kept glancing towards the door of the main hall. As soon as he saw Qingwu coming out in a robe, he went to greet him.
"Madam, do you have any instructions?"
While speaking, Zhao Tong looked at Qingwu secretly and found that his face was rosy. He couldn't help but feel a little happier in his heart. It seems that this is a success?
Qing Wu was not used to being served by a man, so she naturally refused. However, when she thought of the man inside, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise. She pointed at the door and said with a smile, "I don't need you. Go in and serve your master."
Seeing his wife so happy, Zhao Tong felt that she had gotten what she wanted, and he quickly replied, "Well, I will go in and serve my master."
He stepped into the hall and saw a mistress with a rosy face lying on the bed. The mistress was lying on the bed with a pair of underwear hanging by the bed. The pair of peach blossom eyes that used to be cold and reserved finally showed affection, as if she was shy and embarrassed, as if she had been "brutally destroyed".
Thinking of this, the elated Zhao Tong finally became worried and hurried forward, "Master...are you okay?"
As his master's personal eunuch, he naturally knew that his master had never been in love before. The palace should have arranged for a palace maid when the prince was fifteen or sixteen years old, but the queen happened to pass away when the master was fifteen years old. Due to the heavy mourning period and the master's grief, the arrangement was delayed. It was only after two years that he reluctantly agreed to marry a concubine first.
This is the first time I’m down there...but I can’t bear it anymore?
Seeing his master's dull eyes and his hesitation in responding, Zhao Tong felt more reassured and comforted him, "It's okay, Master. I brought a lot of herbs with me. I'll make some soup for you today to nourish you. Don't be discouraged."
Xiao Ji had just recovered from his embarrassment when he heard Zhao Tongdao say, "Madam is so kind. We might have to rely on her father in the future. Master, please bear with us."
Xiao Ji finally heard what Zhao Tong was talking about and was so angry that he wanted to laugh. He immediately threw the underwear on the edge of the bed into Zhao Tong's arms and scolded him with a smile: "Don't let your imagination run wild. Bring me a clean pair."
As soon as the underwear fell into his arms, he smelled a man's scent. Zhao Tong paused for a moment, then realized that he was just daydreaming, and he was immediately disappointed.
With a drooping mouth, he took out a pair of clean underwear for Xiao Ji to change into, and then helped Xiao Ji to stand up, dress and sit in the wheelchair. Then he took Xiao Ji's underwear and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Xiao Ji before leaving.
"How are you going to wash these panties?"
Zhao Tong said naturally, "Of course, take it to the side hall and give it to the two Zhu'er."
This was the division of labor they had agreed upon yesterday. He and Fuguier would do the physical labor, while Baozhu and Yuzhu would be responsible for washing clothes and cooking.
But the master in front of him suddenly changed his expression, and he pushed his wheelchair over and took away the underwear.
"I want to wash it myself!"
Zhao Tong felt that he must have lost his hearing. The master wanted to wash his own underwear?
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Qingwu changed her clothes and tied her hair into a bun in the side hall, then helped the two maids to prepare breakfast. She was used to doing these chores before, and had only had a few years of leisure time since she became a noble lady of the Xi family. But now she was Xiao Ji's wife and had just arrived at the palace, so it was not appropriate to put all these burdens on Baozhu and Yuzhu.
What's more, Baozhu and Yuzhu had already gotten up early in the morning and went to a village two or three miles away to buy pots and pans, rice, flour, grain and oil, and only then did they barely fill the kitchen and make it look like they had a home.
But Qingwu looked over and saw that not only the dishes and chopsticks, but also the two iron pots were not light and could not be carried back by just two girls, so he expressed his doubts.
Yuzhu smiled and said, "We paid some money, and the villagers over there sent us some things. There are still some things that have not been sent. This palace is empty. Apart from a few beds, there is nothing else. We took the initiative to ask them to send some simple tables and chairs to make way for us. If you and Tai... Young Master want to use the better ones, it will probably take some time."
This was the power Qingwu had given them. She had left several dozen taels of silver for the two maids to use. However, when she heard that some villagers were delivering goods, she slapped her forehead and said, "We really thought wrongly. Why did we have to clean up the place ourselves yesterday? Couldn't we have hired someone to do it?"
Such a large palace would be lived in for who knows how long, so naturally they had to do their best to clean it. If the four of them couldn't do it, couldn't they find some women and children from the village to do it? They could earn some money and they wouldn't have to work hard, which was the best of both worlds.
Qingwu wanted to do it as soon as he thought of it, and immediately asked Baozhu to run again. Just at this moment, a timid voice came from outside.
"Where should this table and chair be placed...?"
The young man asked timidly, and at a glance he saw the girl in blue standing by the stove. The material had a soft luster, and the dark patterns were like flowing clouds. It was obvious that it was of great value. However, she only had a silver flower hairpin in her bun, and a few strands of hair hung casually by her ears.
Hearing his question, the girl turned around. Her eyes sparkled, her skin was as white as cream, and her lips were as red as a dot. He was just a kid from the village, how could he have ever seen such a beautiful girl?!
Azhu's throat tightened and the square table on his shoulder suddenly tilted. He hurriedly used his knees to support it, but it still hit the threshold with a dull sound.
Xiao Tao and Hu Wa were startled by the noise and stopped in their tracks. They saw that their brother, who was usually fearless, seemed to be under a spell. They looked in the direction of his gaze and were also stunned, dropping the benches in their hands to the ground.
Qingwu turned and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen standing in front of the door. He had tan skin, a handsome appearance, and a distinctly handsome demeanor. He was wearing a coarse cloth shirt and carrying a wooden table on his shoulder, which weighed him down slightly. Behind him were two even younger children, around seven to ten years old, each holding a stool.
"Are you here to deliver tables and chairs?" Qing Wu chuckled softly, her voice like the sound of a spring. She was already accustomed to such looks from the young man, and his eyes were pure and contained no other meaning, so she did not feel disgusted.
Ah Zhu finally woke up from his dream, his face flushed red, and he stammered, "Yes, yes..."
He got nervous and loosened his grip, causing the wooden table on his shoulder to slip. He fumbled to hold it, but with a loud bang, the table fell heavily to the ground, raising the dust in the cracks between the blue bricks.
Ah Hu burst out laughing, Xiao Tao quickly covered her mouth, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
Ah Zhu wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into, and stammered to explain: "I'm sorry, I... I'll put the things away right away!"
He hurriedly bent down to move the table, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the woman again. He saw her walking towards him, her skirt swaying gently, her steps so beautiful, that he felt his heart beating so fast that it was about to burst out of his chest.
"Just put it outside, no need to bring it in."
Ah Zhu nodded blankly again, put the table away and wiped the dusty places with his sleeves before he stopped. He lowered his head and was about to turn back nervously, but who would have thought that the beautiful girl who looked like a fairy called him.
"Wait a minute, would you like to do some work for me? You can also call some women and children from your village to come and help me clean these houses."
Qingwu knew that these half-grown children in the village had to help with housework to supplement the family income, and they would not refuse such an opportunity.
Sure enough, the young man in front of him, although too nervous to look at him, immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll go back and call someone."
After saying that, he took his brother and sister by the hand and started to walk back. He heard a chuckle behind him, and then raised his voice and said, "Aren't you going to ask about your wages?"
Ah Zhu suddenly stopped again, his face flushed with shame.
When Xiao Ji was pushed back by Zhao Tong holding the wet underwear, what he saw was the scene of the boy and girl talking and laughing. His round peach blossom eyes narrowed instantly.
Where did this kid come from?
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