The little girl panicked and said, "I didn't do anything. Sister Luzhu just gave me a box of gouache. I liked it so much that I tried it on the back of my hand. For some reason, it suddenly turned black. The rest of the slaves don’t know anything.”
Luzhu asked in confusion: "Miss, what is going on? Is Aunt Lin sick and wants to disfigure you?"
Song Wan shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it."
Lin Jiayue was very thoughtful, but she could not be called a treacherous person. Song Wan did not believe that she had the guts to disfigure and kill people.
"Bring over the remaining gouache."
Aunt Zhao laid out the gouache that had not been sent out in a row on the table. Song Wan ignored the green bamboo and rubbed them one by one on the back of her hand to identify them carefully. After a while, she frowned and said, "This should be Hu Fen."
"Hu fan?"
Aunt Zhao was very surprised: "This thing was very popular in the previous dynasty, but I remember that no one used it long ago."
Luzhu was puzzled: "What is Hu Fen?"
Song Wandao said: "Hufen is also known as lead powder. It is white and fine in color and has a luster. "Yudong Preface" and "Compendium of Materia Medica" both record that Songyang produces lead, and residents often make Hufen, and its lead gas is poisonous..."
She took out a few books from the bookshelf in the house and looked at them carefully. After a while, she said to several people: "There was a crazy Taoist priest in the previous dynasty. His "Unknown Alchemy" wrote that 'Hu powder is also called lead powder' and lead powder is It is a heat poison. Long-term use of women will not only make the skin rough, but will also turn a grayish color over time."
"The Compendium of Materia Medica and the Supplementary Materials of the Compendium of Materia Medica also record that the gas of lead and vinegar is poisonous and can shock human muscles and bones, and its nature is dry and strong...Old and young people are fumigated by the poison, and many will die of chlorosis and paralysis."
songs The supply is also in short supply, but since the nameless elixir recipe came out, it has disappeared, and I don’t know where Lin Jiayue found the recipe for making Hufen.”
"Hey, I remember something."
Aunt Zhao clapped her hands violently: "I'm afraid that little prostitute didn't find any recipe, but found a workshop to make these from somewhere."
"Earlier, you asked the old slave to arrange for someone to check what the little prostitute had received. The report only said that the steward she sent out was wandering around Yanshan Street all day long. The land was unclean and the old slave did not ask in detail. Now think about it That little prostitute is afraid that she is evil, so she used the low-level craftsmen from Yanshan Street who made rouge and gouache for the fireworks girl to make the things of Huanyanzhai."
Song Wan frowned and murmured: "Putting the cheapest and hurtful lead powder in the most luxurious powder box can make a huge profit. She doesn't even need to hire a master."
"Can……"
Does Jiang Xingjian know what Lin Jiayue did?
Would Jiang Xingjian, whom she knew, really agree with such a cunning and deceitful way of doing things?
Song Wan held the gold powder box with a solemn expression.
"I'm going to find the uncle. I want to ask you something clearly."
As soon as he walked out of Lan Courtyard, Song Wan saw the maid beside Jiang Xingjian coming in a hurry with a happy face.
Before she stopped the person, she heard Xieyi say: "Grandma is very happy. The Holy Master has ordered me to attack the prince. Now I am in Fuhe Hall to announce the good news to the old lady. This slave is coming back to inform grandma."
"Is the imperial edict from Xijue coming?"
"Yes, grandma is very happy."
Song Wan nodded, but there was no joy on his face.
Passing the powder box in his hand to Heng Zhi, Song Wan thought for a while and went to Fuhe Hall.
There was a scene of joy in Fuhe Hall. Jiang Xingjian and Lin Jiayue were standing in the main hall, and people from all the rooms in the Hou Mansion surrounded them and congratulated them. Jiang Xingjian was in high spirits, Lin Jiayue had a sweet smile on her face, and the two of them looked intimate as if they were a couple.
Song Wan's steps suddenly paused, and then he laughed out loud.
Without Jiang Xingjian's approval, how could Lin Jiayue, a woman from the back house, open a rouge shop outside? Even if she asked, she would only be humiliating herself, and it would appear that she was not discerning enough.
"Grandma...you are here."
The maid in Fuhe Hall came over holding the red envelope that Jiang Xingjian had just given. The little girl was smiling and kept saying congratulations. Song Wan asked Heng Zhi to take some silver barley seeds and reward them to the servants in the courtyard, and then he went in.
"Sister-in-law."
Jiang Yan was the first to speak. Song Wan smiled softly at him after hearing this, and then went to Mrs. Jiang's side.
Mrs. Jiang hugged Song Wan and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, Wan'er is a blessed one. Yi'er will attack the Duke, and you will be the Marquis's wife in the future."
Song Wan smiled faintly but did not speak.
However, Lin Jiayue looked a little ugly. She deliberately walked up to Jiang Xingjian, took his arm and said, "I have been so happy recently. Not only is the ice shop making money day by day, but Xingjian has also become a Marquis. Treat me like a beautiful man." When Yan Zhai is opened, the Hou Mansion will definitely be the icing on the cake, like adding wings to a tiger."
Jiang Yan raised his head after hearing this and saw that Song Wan's face was calm and showed no anger at being provoked. Fang Lue looked back with some distress.
“It’s really the icing on the cake, like the icing on the cake.”
Jiang's mother stood up and gently stroked Jiang Xingjian's face, saying with tears in her eyes: "I thought I would never see Yi'er in court clothes in this life."
"Mother……"
Jiang Xingjian looked embarrassed. He pulled down Jiang Mu's hand and looked at Song Wan, but saw Song Wan lowering his eyes slightly after noticing his gaze, without any trace of happiness on his face.
He was about to step forward, but was held tightly by Lin Jiayue beside him.
The joy that he wanted to share with Song Wan dissipated instantly. Jiang Xingjian came back to his senses and held Lin Jiayue's hand.
Mrs. Jiang caught all the little movements of the people in the room. She sighed slightly and could only pretend to know nothing.
Jiang's mother was still talking about how to entertain Western guests. Song Wan just listened quietly, but what he was thinking about was Huanyanzhai's private sale of lead powder.
If what the little girl who went to Lan Courtyard to deliver things today is true, then judging from the pricing of Lin Jiayue's gouache shop, she must not be planning a home for ordinary people and merchants.
A set of rouge and gouache costs nearly 700 taels of silver, which is definitely not something that ordinary officials and their families can afford.
I am afraid that Lin Jiayue wants to use the Marquis Mansion as a backing to send things to the palace or the home of a noble family in the capital.
But if this gouache is just an ordinary thing, lead powder is poisonous.
If it weren't for the fact that the girl in Lan Courtyard today wore a silver bracelet that caused the lead powder to turn black, she might not have thought that Lin Jiayue was so bold and dared to fool the entire Shangjing with Hu powder.
It would be fine if someone exposes her as soon as she releases it, but if it is given to a noble in the palace or a lady in the capital and something goes wrong, the Hou Mansion may be in serious trouble.
Song Wan was worried as he listened to the crowd praising Lin Jiayue, while he waited until the crowd had left, then looked for the orb and said he wanted to see Mrs. Jiang.
Mrs. Jiang was about to stand up when she was held down by Mrs. Jiang beside her.
"The child knows why the child is being persuaded. The mother has been tired for a day and asked the child to persuade her."
Thinking that Song Wan had not seen a smiling face just now, Mrs. Jiang guessed that the young man was high-spirited and unwilling to fall into the limelight, so she nodded and said: "Then you go and persuade Wan'er, the one in Xiuyan Pavilion has been arrogant recently. After a while, you can persuade me before you start beating me again, it won’t chill Wan’er’s heart.”
"My child understands. Mother, please rest first."
Jiang's mother took a summer blanket to cover the old lady, and then walked out, not listening to what Mrs. Jiang said at all.
