Chapter 120
"Girl, the prince has sent a message to the Lin Mansion, inviting people from the mansion to be guests in Prince Huan's Mansion."
Xiruo went out to fetch water in the morning and heard the servants in the house talking about this matter.
She immediately returned to Bixi Hall carrying the bucket.
Lin Yunwan raised her head and smiled, put down the book, and asked, "When?"
Xiruo also smiled: "It seems like it will be in five days."
Lin Yunwan thought for a while and said, "When the prince first arrived in Jiang Qian, the new mansion must be in chaos. It is not easy to entertain Jiang Qian's wealthy family and local officials in five days."
She has stayed in the house all her life and knows these things best.
Xiruo didn't quite understand, but once Lin Yunwan said it, she could understand.
Then he said casually: "Who told the prince not to marry a wife? If there is a princess to manage the inner house for him, there will be chaos!"
Exactly, how can the inner house be without a mistress?
Especially a family like Wangfu.
Lin Yunwan didn't care much about her husband's affairs in the house before, but the prince was kind to her.
She asked Xiruo: "Did you always stay with the prince? Do you know why the prince didn't marry the princess?"
Xiruo shook her head and said, "I don't know."
"Although the slaves work for the prince and occasionally serve the prince in the palace, the slaves do not serve the prince closely."
Now that she is with the girl, she is her slave. Xiruo said more about Qi Lingheng's private matters: "...Miss, the prince has never had a slave to serve him closely. He is always served by eunuchs."
"Why the prince doesn't marry, I really don't know, but I know that the prince has quarreled with the emperor many times over this matter, and the emperor once lost his temper..."
Lin Yunwan's eyebrows jumped when she heard this.
I didn’t expect King Huan to be so bold!
It is said that the royal family is ruthless, and they put kings and ministers before father and son. The prince actually dared to disobey the emperor. It seems that the emperor indeed dotes on the queen as rumored. He dotes on the prince in every house and in the dark, and even allows him to follow his own temper in matters of marriage!
Seeing Lin Yunwan thinking deeply, Xiruo was afraid that she was thinking wrongly, so she whispered: "Don't get me wrong, girl, the prince is not sick. The prince just doesn't want to get a wife, it seems that he doesn't like the noble girls in the capital... The prince is used to being willful. No one can control things that he doesn't want to do."
Lin Yunwan's ears turned slightly red.
She didn't say that the prince was ill...
"How did you know that the prince..."
Although she shouldn't inquire about the prince's privacy, she couldn't help but be a little curious when it came to this.
Xiruo was honest: "Everyone in the palace knows it. One year, the emperor was also suspicious of the prince... He sent several imperial doctors to check the prince's pulse."
"If it's just one imperial doctor, but several imperial doctors come here and only ask the same thing, the prince will become suspicious."
"When another imperial doctor came, the prince would get angry and drive him away..."
The troubles in the royal family of the capital happened on the first day and became known to the whole city the next day.
"Not only the slaves know about it, but many people know about it."
Lin Yunwan was in a daze.
She had already married Marquis Wuding at that time, so she would definitely not care about her husband's affairs. She had never heard of the prince's privacy.
Xiruo said cautiously: "The young lady must have heard about the prince's body."
Everyone knew that the prince was frail. Not only was he frail, he also had no heirs and was most likely infertile.
If the prince were to be absent one day, the successor would be King Huan, the queen's direct descendant.
The court was also very concerned about his body. Although it was his private matter, they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to...
Xiruo continued: "So the prince's matter is not a secret. But it has been many years, and no one has mentioned it now."
If Lin Yunwan hadn't asked, she would have almost forgotten.
Lin Yunwan asked no more questions. Things that had nothing to do with her were men's affairs. No matter how much kindness the prince showed to her, he had to avoid suspicion.
"Xiruo, go and get some spices for me."
The prince has acquired a new residence in Jiangqian, so she should congratulate him on his move.
It's a pity that she has nothing to offer now, so she can only try her best to do her best.
Xi Ruowei said, "...Miss, the fragrance you mentioned is complicated. I can't remember it. Can you write it down?"
"sure."
There are also pens, inks, paper and inkstones in Bixi Hall. Such things are not under the control of Zheng, they are all taken from Lin Huabin.
So the quality is pretty good.
Xiruo studied ink and Lin Yunwan took up the pen to write. She didn't dare to write the same handwriting as before, so she wrote the names of several fragrances with her left hand.
"I wonder if the person in charge can recognize it if it is written like this. I will read it to you. If the person in charge cannot recognize it, you can tell it to them."
Xiruo nodded.
The name of the spice was written on the paper, so she knew it.
Lin Yunwan thought about it one by one, and Xiruo went to Zhao's mother for spices.
Zhao's mother looked at the handwriting, frowned for a long time, and asked, "Is this the eldest lady's handwriting?"
Xiruo said: "Yes."
Zhao’s mother shook her head, it was really ugly!
She said to Xiruo: "I won't be able to buy all the spices for a while. Miss, go back first. I'll send someone out to buy them today. When everything is bought, I will send someone to deliver them to the eldest lady."
Xiruo thought about it and realized that Zhao's mother had already said that she would send someone to buy it today, which was reasonable.
"There's no need to worry about running errands, Mom. I'll come and pick it up tomorrow morning."
Zhao’s mother said “it’s done”.
As soon as Xiruo left, she laughed so much that her stomach hurt, and said to the girls around her: "Come and take a look, this is the handwriting of the eldest lady."
The Lin Mansion is also a scholarly family, and even the girls below there are many who are literate.
The girls burst into laughter.
"It's not written at all. It's just like a ghost drawing!"
"And it's painted like this. It seems that the craftsmanship of the red painting is not good. If the red painting is not good, then the female worker must not be good either."
Zhao's mother said in disappointment: "After all, he came from the countryside. He must not know anything anymore."
What an unlearned waste.
"What laughing?"
When Mrs. Zheng came to the meeting hall, the girls did not dare to make any mistakes and stepped back.
Zhao's mother showed Lin Yunwan's handwriting to Mrs. Zheng and said, "This is from the eldest lady."
Mrs. Zheng took a quick look - she had already heard Zhao's mother joking with the girls, but she didn't know she was talking about her cheap stepdaughter.
She couldn't help but smile, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did she write it herself?"
Zhao’s mother said, “Miss Xiruo said yes.”
Zheng said contemptuously: "Take it away, don't be an eyesore. Jiao'er can't even describe such a thing at the age of five."
Zhao's mother smiled and said: "How can the eldest lady compare with the second lady!"
Zheng sat down in the meeting hall, and the tailor lady invited from outside came with Jiang Qian's fashionable clothing materials and introduced with a smile: "This kind of jacquard material is loved by ladies and ladies in the capital... "
This wife of the Lin family is a master who is willing to spend money, and this business is a big deal. The tailor lady is very happy.
Mrs. Zheng took a look at the material and thought it was good, so she told Mother Fan: "Take it to the two girls to measure the size."
Fan's mother sent someone back and asked Zheng in a low voice: "Do you really listen to me and make the same clothes for the eldest lady? It costs a lot! And..."
The eldest lady looks so outstanding, and if she dresses more beautifully, she will steal the limelight from the second lady in Prince Huan's palace!
Zheng frowned and said, "Nonsense! Why is she the same as Jiao'er?"
Fan’s mother didn’t understand. Since she didn’t make clothes for the eldest lady, why would she ask the seamstress to measure her?
That's not in vain.
