Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 2221 Six Volumes 276 (3 More)
The emperor couldn't help laughing, "Spice? According to this, it's not in vain that its mother was born in the flower field."

As the emperor said, he stretched out his hand and pinched Wanxi's nose, "The little girl who has been sleeping in the flower field - she has grown so big in a flash. This nose has also smelled all kinds of flowers. It is worthy of your birth." Boy, grow your nose to go.

Wanxi nodded shyly, "That's right." She crawled over as she spoke, and couldn't help sniffing at the collar of the emperor's robe, "What kind of incense did you smoke today? It's not borneol or dragon saliva."

The emperor smiled slightly, "It's nothing special, but it's just the smell of the Tibetan incense I used to take Qianer to the southern suburbs to worship heaven."

Because the main ingredients of Tibetan incense are snow lotus, saffron, Tibetan bandits, etc., all the temples and princes in the Northwest and Northwest pay tribute to them. The capital and the palace cannot prepare them themselves, and the price is extremely expensive.Even when used by the emperor, it was mainly used in the place of worshiping Buddha.

Wanxi couldn't help laughing when she heard this, "This little thing... seems to like this Tibetan incense very much. Now this slave smells the fragrance from the emperor's neckline, and it seems to be better than the ambergris that Siam paid tribute to." It smells better."

The emperor also smiled, and raised his eyes to glance at Gao Yuncong.

Gao Yun played from his knees, "Since March, the spices that have been praised by the concubine and master more than twice include: cloves from the Netherlands, benzoin, violet, and gum from Siam; The agarwood and instant incense that were paid as tribute, and the saffron incense that was paid as a tribute by the Mongolian prince Taiji from the Outer Domain..."

Wanxi was startled, she sat on the edge of the Kang and stared at Gao Yuncong for a long while.

Only then did the emperor smile proudly, "I have a very good memory, and I don't need my father's bad writing skills. If you are afraid of forgetting any big or small things, just speak to him directly; even after a few months, he still remembers every word."

Wanxi likes smart people the most, so she grabbed a few Wenda milk cakes and Sachimalai from the table with a smile, and stuffed them into Gao Yuncong's hands, "Take it back and chew, it's so sweet to your clever mouth." !"

Gao Yun kowtowed to the ground from a hurry, and Wanxi was also happy, "You are the one who is blessed, and God rewards you with a job. No wonder now that the emperor can't leave you for a day; every time I come back to my palace, you are always with me." Come together."

"Even Mao Tuan'er and Sun Yuqing in the past are not as useful as you are today. You should learn from it and be cautious and magnanimous. You will be blessed in the future!"

That Gao Yuncong knocked his head even more.

The emperor also laughed, raised his foot and kicked Gao Yun from the shoulder, "Get out soon? Are you beating the drum?"

Wanxi smiled, raised her eyes quietly, and stared at the emperor quietly.

Her grandfather doesn't accept old age, nor is he old - but after all, he is almost 50 years old, and no matter how busy he is, he can't compare to when he was 30 or [-] years old. Occasionally, there will inevitably be a detail that he can't remember.

There is a servant with such a smart head around here, but he can help the emperor a lot-it turns out that Mao Tuan'er cultivated Gao Yuncong because Gao Yuncong has such a skill.

It has to be said that Mao Tuan'er was chosen well, and it was just the right time to send him to the palace.

Gao Yuncong happily pushed the pastry in his arms.The emperor was still sitting there looking at Wan Xile.

Wanxi rolled her eyes on purpose, "What's the matter, Master?"

The emperor nodded with a smile, "My lord figured out something, so our children have inherited one of your advantages."

Wanxi raised her eyebrows, "Master, please elaborate."

The emperor held Wanxi's hand and weighed it in the palm of his hand, "Think about it, Xiao Qi is calm and steady in doing things, which is like your "roujia quality"; It's also true that your father and daughter are both bakers... Then this little thing in your belly, with a good nose, is your inheritance from growing up in the flower field."

Hearing the emperor's analysis, Wanxi also laughed, but she stretched her feet and sighed deliberately, "That's over, the slave can't give birth to a girl who is good at female celebrities..."

The emperor laughed and hugged Wanxi, "Do you still do needlework? Now you have more than 60 needleworkers, isn't that enough?"

Wanxi pouted on purpose, "There are more than 60 needlewomen, unfortunately, all the ones chosen by the emperor are Han people, and none of them know how to embroider traditional Manchurian flowers, and no one is good at changing the size of the bannermen's robes." go~"

The emperor heard the sour smell, laughed, raised his hand and patted Wanxi's palm, "I know there is something buried in your words!"

——Twice already, when the emperor was away, he specially sent back the robes and handed them over to Mrs. Nala for revision.

This is Nala's rare sweetness in the past few years, so whenever the six palaces gather, she will always talk about it intentionally or unintentionally.The sense of satisfaction that filled his face made it impossible for anyone not to keep it in his heart.

The emperor tried his best to laugh for a long while, telling him to slow down the smile.He carefully looked at Wanxi's expression, unwilling to say - why he had to lose his temper while holding on to the size of his patrol robe and coat on the road on March [-]th.

At that time, I went to Yeling to report the great victory of pacifying Junggar to the ancestors.That night, the respect room brought the green-headed cards into the hall, and he looked at the six green-headed cards on the big plate, and his long eyebrows could not help but frown.

Because of the special year of this year, in March, the imperial concubines of Yeling Mausoleum, Concubine Yu, Concubine Ying, Duogui, and Xianggui are all concubines from Mongolia.If he flops, he should choose one of them.

Annoyed, he raised his hand and called.

Zhang Ming knelt down and risked his life to say, "...The slave Qi emperor, Xianggui entered the palace in the 18th year of Qianlong, and it has been five years until today, and he has not been in bed yet; and how noble, he entered the palace on June 22, [-]. , It has been ten months now - I hope the emperor will consider it." (Do you understand the feelings of Mr. Xianggui?)

The emperor lowered his eyes lightly, reached out his hand and grabbed the signboard of how noble people on the plate, and threw it down with a clatter.

At that moment, he felt sullen and had nowhere to go, so he blamed all the faults on the robe and jacket.
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Fortunately, at this moment, Gao Yuncong, who had just run away, came back again.

This time when he came in again, his hands were already full of brocade boxes and porcelain vases.

Wanxi raised her eyebrows and stared at him, "What are you?"

Gao Yuncong said with a smile, "...these are the spices I just remembered."

Wanxi understood, her heart softened, and she glanced sideways at the emperor, "I didn't say I wanted it~"

The emperor snorted softly, and squeezed her little hands tighter, "Who told you to give it to you? I just brought it and told you to smell it to the child in your stomach on time."

Wanxi smiled, turned around and fell into the emperor's arms, grabbed the emperor's hands and pressed them on his stomach.

"Grandpa is covering its little ears."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

Wanxi made the emperor's hand gesture "cover" well, and then she leaned next to the emperor's ear, and said softly, "...the Lord really doesn't need to give this slave such spices. Because ah, slave thinks the smell is the best in the world, but It's not these spices, but—the smell of my grandfather."

(End of this chapter)