After I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill

Chapter 203 Funeral Incense
It should be that Xiao Huayong only cares about those who work outside, and he only cares about loyalty and not ability for those who serve by his side.

Pearl lowered her eyes to hide her worry. His Highness the Crown Prince's motives were impure, but the princesses were not interested in matters of men and women and had no scheming. They could not see His Highness's crooked intentions at all.

However, the Princess has decided to marry into the Eastern Palace for the time being. Being too rigid will not be conducive to getting along with the Princess in the future, and His Royal Highness's current intentions are to please the Princess, trying to get close to the Princess, and the pearl will not be broken.

"Pearl, go prepare some Ping Zhongye, and Hong Yu go to the warehouse to get some brocades suitable for His Highness, I'll sew a pillow for him." After much deliberation, Shen Xihe felt that pillows were more appropriate.

"Princess, do you think this horse is good?" Hongyu brought a batch of black gold and silver threads with flowers, and the pattern was exactly that of Ping Zhongye.

This kind of brocade was made when Shen Xihe was visiting his uncle in the south of the Yangtze River. The largest cloth shop in the south of the Yangtze River knew Shen Xihe's preferences, and specially used the best weaving ladies to make it for Shen Xihe.

Other background colors have been used by Shen Xihe to make bed covers and quilt covers, but this one has a darker background color, and Shen Xihe has never used it, especially the intertwined black and gold, which is not suitable for ordinary people to use. Pressed into the box.

It is best to give it to His Highness the Crown Prince now.

Shen Xihe stretched out his hand to touch it, the light was delicate, the texture was thick, and the pattern was exquisite: "Just use it."

Since Xiao Huayong asked her to do it by herself, starting from selecting Pingzhong leaves, drying the leaves, matching other medicinal materials, cutting and sewing, every step of Shen Xihe was done by human hands.

During this period, Bu Shulin recovered from his injuries, and ran to the princess' mansion every three days. This day, Bu Shulin brought a beautiful box to Shen Xihe: "Today, I went to the silver building with you, and saw this I guess you will like it, so I bought it.”

Shen Xihe opened it, and it was a jade-backed comb. The jade-backed comb is a kind of hair ornament, which is especially admired by girls in this dynasty. From the age of hairpins to women, almost no girl does not use the jade-backed comb. The jade-backed comb has gold, silver, jade and Ivory texture.

The comb that Bu Shulin gave her was made of top-quality white jade. Both ends of the comb had exquisite patterns. A bright red gemstone.

Luxurious and exquisite, it was cold and cold in his hand, Shen Xihe really liked it, he couldn't help playing with it for a while, after a long time of groping, the jade back comb not only warmed up, but also released an extremely faint fragrance.

Shen Xihe handed it to Bu Shulin: "Smell it."

Bu Shulin looked at Shen Xihe's expression, he couldn't see any joy or anger, and smelled it closely, but he didn't smell anything: "There is no peculiar smell."

Shen Xihe smelled it again: "Red jade."

Hongyu was considered to have the most sensitive sense of smell among her maidservants, but Hongyu didn't smell anything wrong when she took it with both hands.

"Yoyo, what exactly do you smell?" Bu Shulin knew that Shen Xihe's sense of smell was extraordinary.

"It's the smell of funeral incense." Shen Xihe gently put the jade-backed comb into the box, no longer the joy of seeing it for the first time.

"Tibetan incense?" Bu Shulin misunderstood the word, "Tibetan incense is harmful to people?"

No, Tibetan incense is an extremely precious synthetic incense. It is full of precious medicinal materials from Tubo and Sichuan. Ordinary people can’t afford it. Her family’s big boss Fu Nong Fengya bought some and smoked it, and she is deeply obsessed with its smell. Son, but the price is high, so I can only stiffen my neck and say: "I only like the smell of sweat on men!"

"It's a funeral." Shen Xihe corrected.

Bu Shulin instantly petrified, and his mind went blank: "To be buried with you?"

After receiving Shen Xihe's affirmative nod, Bu Shulin jumped up and wiped the hand she was holding the jade-backed comb on the clothes vigorously, still feeling uncomfortable, and hurriedly shouted to Hongyu: "Hurry up, hurry up!" , prepare fragrant soup for me, I want to clean my hands!"

When Hongyu heard that it was funeral incense, she was also worried that Shen Xihe would suffer bad luck, so she trotted to prepare the fragrant soup herself.

"His mother is such a bear! He dares to sell dead things to the young master!" Bu Shulin rubbed his hands anxiously, cursing, "Young master demolished his silver building without the Jinwu guards, and the young master has no surname. step!"

Shen Xihe doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and doesn't think it's bad luck. It's just that she loves cleanliness and always thinks it's a bit dirty, but she's not as taboo as Bu Shulin. She looked at her indifferently: "Evidence? You're going to demolish the silver building, but Is there evidence?"

Funeral incense is a kind of incense that is buried in the cemetery, and it is usually made of the same material as the incense used by ordinary living people, but the cemetery is shady and cool, so the spices will inevitably smell cold, and only Shen Xihe can distinguish this cold air , It is impossible to prove it, so naturally it cannot be used as a testimony.

Bu Shulin choked, yes, there was no evidence, and now she became even more angry.

Hongyu brought the servants over with fragrant soup, Shen Xihe used the balm he made himself, and washed his hands gracefully and slowly.

Bu Shulin soaked his hands in the basin for a long time before he felt better. He grabbed the balm from the side and applied a thick layer. After washing it several times, he felt clean and felt better: "The shopkeeper of Yinlou treated me Yan was built by the craftsmen of their silver building, only this one, I know you like Ping Zhongye, so I bought it, I wanted to please you, but I didn't expect..."

Speaking of this, Bu Shulin was very annoyed. She grabbed the box and went out: "This is by no means a trivial matter. Some people dig graves to collect money and earn such unconscionable wealth. I'm going to find Cui Shitou!"

Cui Jinbai is a reliable person, and it would be best if this matter went through him.

Bu Shulin hurried to Dali Temple. As soon as the guards of Dali Temple saw Bu Shulin, they rushed in from a long distance, trying to close the gate of Dali Temple. His son Bu's coming to Dali Temple must be a disaster for Cui Shaoqing!
Bu Shulin also saw from a distance that the guards of Dali Temple were about to turn her away, so he immediately jumped up, put his toes on the horse's back, flew to the gate of Dali Temple, turned around and stretched out one foot. Entering the door that is about to close, with a twist of the legs and a split of the palm, the door will be pushed open.

With a soft snort, he swaggered straight to Cui Jinbai's office.

Cui Jinbai was instructing the servants to do something, when the wind blew in from the sparse forest, he rushed forward and grabbed Cui Jinbai's hand: "Cui Shitou, I was framed by someone, I am the one who suffers, you have to make decisions for me. Otherwise, wouldn’t the reputation of my young master as the good friend of Dali Temple become a joke?”

The young minister of Dali Temple is a good friend... Prestige?
The guards were all stunned, and immediately looked at their wise and decisive Cui Shaoqing with some sympathy.

Cui Jinbai endured the throbbing veins on his forehead: "You all go down and do as ordered."

"No." The guards rubbed the soles of their feet with oil and left quickly.

"What's the matter?" Cui Jinbai asked expressionlessly.

"The things I gave to the princess turned out to be dug out of the coffin! I'm so mad!" Bu Shulin handed the opened wooden box to Cui Jinbai.

Cui Jinbai didn't hear the following words very clearly, his mind was full of: I gave something to the princess.

　First update [-] words, maybe later add [-] words.

　　I haven’t popularized science for a long time. Today, let’s popularize science about the development history of pillows in our country. Before the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, they were raised with stones or straw bales. Shangchao had jade pillows. In the Han Dynasty, there were copper pillows, but most of them were made of wood or bamboo. For the pillow.

　　Lacquer pillows and silk pillows appeared in the Western Han Dynasty. At this time, there are records of using natural herbs as pillow cores.

　　Porcelain pillows were more popular in the Tang and Song dynasties, cloth pillows were only available in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and medicine pillows were also in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

　　However, there are silk pillows and vanilla pillows in the Western Han Dynasty, so I wrote the Ping Zhongye pillow.

　　
　
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