Chapter 12 The Dragon Has Inverse Scales The atmosphere in the flower hall of Ning'an Hall in the Prince's Palace of Beijing was very good. The Princess of Beijing had a table of delicious delicacies prepared, and Yingluo and others were serving the table while holding a black-silver plum blossom pot.
Xu was happy, Princess Beijing pushed the cup to change, and soon she looked tipsy. But Qing was treated like a girl, so she naturally sat on the table and drank a few glasses of Huiquan wine, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed. The charming and romantic eyes also became blurry and ethereal at this time, and the smiles and smiles were so captivating that it made people want to stop watching them.
Shui Rong picked up the wine cup and took a sip, suppressing the hot air, and blamed Jia Zhen in the original work for "climbing on ashes". He was so cute, who wouldn't be moved after seeing it? The corner of the dining table must be high, otherwise the dining table would be ruined. Was thrown away.
Princess Beijing knew that Shui Rong had thoughts about Keqing for a long time, but she had her own reasons for suppressing it. After all, she was not married yet. If she were an ordinary person in the house, Shui Rong could do whatever she wanted, but Keqing was not a person in the house. If Shui Rong was allowed to do whatever he wanted, there might be someone else. Influence, even if Shui Rong likes her, she must at least marry her first wife.
Thinking of this, Princess Beijing said: "Rong'er, now that the title has been inherited, your marriage will be next!!!"
Hearing this, Shui Rong was not surprised. He put down the cup in his hand and said, "Mother, my child is about to report to you about my child's marriage. Your Majesty plans to wait for the show girl election next year to grant the child a marriage."
Princess Beijing was stunned when she heard this, she was so good, why did the emperor come to marry her? Now that the emperor has granted her a marriage, Princess Beijing has nothing to say no matter how dissatisfied she is. She just thinks of the daughter of the Zhen family and can't help but sigh: "It's a pity for a daughter as knowledgeable and sensible as Hua'er."
When Shui Rong heard the words, he knew that Princess Beijing had fallen in love with Zhen Hua at a glance. It was just that the Zhen family was in a mess. Shui Rong didn't want to get involved. As long as they got married, everything that came and went would always be involved. If Shui Rong was unkind, Zhen Rong would Where is the love between husband and wife?Don't just say that you are just marrying someone else's daughter. Marriage is a matter of two families. How can you just talk about other things? Now that the emperor has granted marriage, it saves a lot of effort.
Keqing sat as she was, listening to Princess Beijing and Shui Rong talking about their marriage. She didn't say anything for a long time. Her family background determined that she could not be the princess and now she was the princess of the county. She had been mentally prepared for this since she entered the palace. There is nothing awkward in her heart, but she also understands that sooner or later she will be Shuixun's concubine. When the princess comes into the palace in the future, don't be jealous, otherwise she will not have a good life. Shui Rong didn't pay attention to Ke Qing. Seeing the pity on Princess Beijing's face, Shui Rong couldn't help but said with a smile: "If mother likes it, she might as well accept the second girl from the Zhen family as her goddaughter, so that her son can also have a goddaughter."
It's impossible to be husband and wife, but it doesn't matter if you fuck your sister, it's just a "fuck" anyway, and it doesn't involve anything.
When Princess Beijing heard this, she rolled her eyes at Shuirong in annoyance. She liked Zhen Hua not because of Shuirong. Otherwise, why would she care about her daughter? After all, she still "did" her. What's the use of it?
"You monkey, what else do you think about my sister? You should bring me a daughter-in-law as soon as possible to inherit the incense. Hey, I don't know when I can have a grandson."
When Shui Rong heard the words, he pretended not to hear. Mothers urged to get married and have children, which has always been the case since ancient times. However, looking at Princess Beijing's beautiful face, her words about holding a grandson were always a bit out of place.
Princess Beijing sighed, pursed her lips, and then said: "By the way, now that the title has been decided, you must also learn to manage the palace's property. I will ask Li Changshi to take a look at the accounts tomorrow. "
Li Changshi is the chief historian of the palace. The chief historian is in charge of the government orders of the palace. He is the fifth rank. All matters in the palace are managed by him. He is equivalent to the chief steward of the palace. Generally speaking, he is appointed by the court. However, there are also princes who recommend him. This Li Changshi Chang Shi was recommended by the personal staff of the old King Beijing.
Shui Rong was a little surprised when he heard this. He thought that Princess Beijing would pretend to be deaf and dumb. She never thought that she would hand over the family business to him immediately. I have to say that this cheap girl really hurts Shui Rong. The feeling of holding it in your mouth is really comfortable After a deep groan, Shui Rong said, "Mother, you still have the final say on the affairs of the inner house. As for the property of the outer house, my son will give it a try."
The feudal dynasty was a society where men were superior to women. It was a virtue for women not to have talents. In normal times, they should "never leave the front door nor step out the door twice. Only by being silent and humble at home can they be ethical. In a big family, important matters such as housekeeping are of course the responsibility of the house. Men are in charge, and the so-called female housekeepers are also in charge of "little things inside the house", that is, the daily chores of the back house. The same is true for Wang Xifeng's housekeeper in Dream of Red Mansions. Once matters involving the outer house are involved, men like Jia Lian still have to deal with them. .
Princess Beijing nodded lightly when she heard the words. It was natural for the male to lead the outside and the female to lead the inside. Previously, she was worried that Shui Rong would make his own decisions. Now it seems that although it did not flow out of her intestines, it is not much different. .
Seeing that the Princess of Beijing looked relaxed, Shui Rong understood in her heart that it was too hasty to think about the family business just after receiving the title of the Prince of Beijing. After all, our Princess of Beijing is still young and does not need to live in old age.
After the banquet, Shui Rong returned to his room, sat on a high chair and rubbed his forehead. Although the alcohol content in ancient times was low, he still felt a little uncomfortable after drinking too much. The maid held the washbasin, and Yingluo twisted the towel and handed it to her. Shui Rong said: "Master, please wipe your face."
Shui Rong took the towel and wiped his face, then leaned back on the chair immediately. Yingluo stood behind Shui Rong caringly, and placed a pair of delicate little hands on Shui Rong's temples to gently massage.
Feeling the right massage, Shui Rong said with satisfaction: "Yingluo, you are still considerate, and I deserve my love for you." Yingluo curled her lips when she heard this, her eyebrows slightly raised, she had to wash her shin clothes every two days, how could it hurt her anymore?So he couldn't help but muttered: "This is all a slave's duty!!!"
Washing shin clothes and so on are all duties.
Listening to Yingluo's muttering tone, Shui Rong pursed his lips and smiled. He stretched out his hand to pinch Yingluo's small hand and brought it to him. He looked at Yingluo's delicate jade face and chuckled: "What's going on? It smells sour. taste."
Seeing that her little thoughts were revealed, Yingluo's cheeks turned red, her eyes couldn't help but wander, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.
Shui Rong found it funny when he saw this. His daughter had a little temper and was very cute sometimes, so he said warmly: "You have been with me for a few years. Don't you know what my temper is like? If you have any grievances, just talk to me." That being said, is it possible that I will still punish you?"
In the Beijing Palace, the person closest to Shuixun is Yingluo. Even her cheap mother is not as good as her. After all, Yingluo is responsible for daily life and food. Yingluo is aware of every move. It can be said that in the past three years, Yingluo has been watching Shui Rong grew up and knew her roots well. With such a close person, how could Shui Rong punish her for some trivial things?
Yingluo pursed her lips when she heard this, and said a little aggrievedly: "Since Miss Qin came here, the prince's eyes have never stopped."
"." Shui Rong was speechless. It was true as Yingluo said. Ever since Qin Keqing entered the house, Shui Rong's eyes were always looking at Qin Keqing unconsciously. But it was no wonder Shui Rong, who made Qin Keqing have a face that was harmful to the country and the people? Yurong, everyone yearns for beautiful things, why bother looking at them twice? Yingluo looked at Shuirong without saying a word for a while, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands, lowering her eyes and saying: "Master, I am not saying anything wrong about Miss Qin. You have a noble status, and there will definitely be many people around you in the future. I don't ask for anything else. I hope Your Majesty, please don’t chase your slaves away when you get tired of them. As long as you can stay with your Majesty, I don’t care if you are a slave doing laundry.”
Shui Rong was confused when he heard the words. He also understood what Yingluo said. Earlier, Shui Rong kept filial piety, and only a few people around Yingluo were serving him. But now that filial piety has passed, and he is about to inherit the title of county prince, there are only a few people around him. There must be a lot of people serving. Qin Keqing's arrival is just the beginning. It's not known how many people will be there in the future. This makes Yingluo feel a sense of crisis in her heart.
Shui Rong, who understood, stretched out his hand and pulled Yingluo to sit in his arms, and said funnyly: "You just want to be a washing maid? Why do washing maids need two taels of silver per month? You are such a useless little hoof."
The monthly salary for bathing a maid is two taels. No matter how wealthy a family is, they cannot afford such trouble. How much money they get means they have to do as many things as they want. Since Yingluo has the monthly salary for "quasi-aunt", she has to fulfill her duties as a "quasi-aunt". Washing, changing clothes, making the bed, and warming the bed are the things that a maid should do, but they need to go one step further and serve every week.
"Your Majesty!!!"
Yingluo sat in Shui Rong's arms, her heart pounding wildly, and her snowy face flushed red. This was the first time Shui Rong took the initiative. Was it because Chengjue was too happy about the matter, or was it because he had been drinking? Listening to the charming voice, and the effect of alcohol, Shui Rong couldn't help but reach out and grab Yingluo's chin. What came into view was an exquisite jade face, with eyes like a pool of clear water, and a beautiful and elegant face. The peach cheeks are red and the sandalwood mouth is pink, which inevitably leads to reverie.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Yingluo blinked at Shui Rong with a pair of moist and shiny eyes, straightening her nose, and the smell of alcohol went straight into her nose.
Shui Rong looked at Ying Luo with her innocent and pretty face, and couldn't help but get angry for no reason. This little hoof must have "knowingly asked", and immediately Shui Rong didn't say much, leaned over and took the two soft petals, tasting them wantonly. .
Yingluo looked at the water in front of her with wide eyes, and after a moment, she closed her eyes slightly. After a long time, Yingluo held up the embroidered handkerchief and wiped her lips, looking at Shui Rong with tender eyes.
Shui Rong didn't take it seriously and licked his lips, savoring the sweetness and extinguishing the nameless inner fire. After all, he had to worry about his health, so it was better to just taste it.
"Master, do you have a folding fan on you? It's very uncomfortable to touch this slave!!!" Yingluo frowned and scolded.
"Hiss..." Shui Rong couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Dragons have reverse scales, and they will be angry if they touch them. These little hooves don't know how serious they are.
(End of this chapter)