Qing Luo didn’t want to waste too much time on Noble Lady Yi.
After Noble Lady Yi extended another invitation for them to visit each other often, Qing Luo readily agreed.
Anyway, whether she agreed or not, the outcome wouldn’t be different.
If Noble Lady Yi wanted to come to her, she could still come.
Her legs were her own; who could stop her?
When she came, Qing Luo couldn’t just directly chase her away.
That would be too unsightly and create another problem.
It was better to let nature take its course.
But she herself would definitely not go to Zhongcui Palace, where the other party lived.
Who in the palace didn’t know that Consort Hui was the most cunning?
Otherwise, how could she have risen from a mere palace maid all the way to a consort, singing triumphantly?
She was a truly favored concubine.
Without some cunning, how could she have her current status and position?
For such a formidable figure, it was best for her to keep her distance.
It would be best to just meet from afar and absolutely avoid too much contact, otherwise, she might not even know how she died one day, which would be too unfair.
Although Qing Luo verbally said she wanted to compete for favor, she was very timid.
Essentially, she just wanted to live a good life, eating well, drinking well, and sleeping well.
Because she knew she didn’t have much ability and couldn’t contend with others.
Don’t think that after watching some palace intrigue dramas, one could thrive in the imperial harem.
Perhaps other transmigrators could, but she couldn’t.
She wasn’t smart enough, and her golden finger wasn’t that useful; it could help her fly, but not much, just a little bit.
[host, how can you underestimate our good pregnancy system? Existence is reasonable, and our good pregnancy system also has value.]
Qing Luo: “Can it read minds? Understand what others are thinking?”
[No, it doesn’t have that function for now.]
“Can it teach me peerless martial arts, or superb medical skills, or something similar?”
[Neither can it.]
Qing Luo: Hehe.
[It can help the host give birth to children, many, many Children, and they will all be smart and cute Children. It can also make the host the happiest mother in the world. host, your good fortune is ahead, don’t panic.]
Qing Luo: “Children are a form of happiness if they are filial to their mother, otherwise they are all debt collectors, causing endless worry.”
Of course, with her personality, she wouldn’t worry much.
She herself was still a mess, worrying about herself was enough
…
“Send two hundred taels of silver to Xianfu Palace,” Emperor Zhangping said indifferently.
After leaving Qing Luo that day, Emperor Zhangping occasionally thought of that small, old room.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have known that a concubine in the imperial harem could live in such destitution, completely out of place with the magnificent imperial palace.
No wonder Little Concubine looked like a little money grubber, counting dozens of taels of silver over and over again, putting them in a special locked box, as if afraid someone would steal them.
Unlike other concubines in the palace, Little Concubine came from a humble family, so her family couldn’t send her silver to supplement her.
It was not easy for her to save dozens of taels of silver from an annual subsidy of thirty taels.
She must have suffered a lot, living frugally.
At this moment, Emperor Zhangping hadn’t realized that he was starting to care about a Little Concubine.
He just felt that since the Little Concubine liked silver, he might as well reward her with some.
After all, he ruled the world and was wealthy across the four seas.
Spending a little silver to make the Little Concubine happy was a very worthwhile thing.
Thinking of the Little Concubine’s joyful, smiling eyes when she received the silver, Emperor Zhangping’s mood improved, and he handled government affairs more quickly.
Occasionally, when he saw a few memorials that subtly suggested he establish a Crown Prince, Emperor Zhangping no longer felt so angry.
After Zheng Fu left, he called his apprentice, Little Shunzi, and told him to take the silver to Xianfu Palace.
“Is it still Attendant Pei’s place? Attendant Pei has really been favored lately. This month I’ve been running to Xianfu Palace so much that I know the way by heart,” Little Shunzi couldn’t help but click his tongue.
He was specifically responsible for delivering rewards to concubines after they had served the emperor, and he had never delivered to the same place consecutively so many times.
Hearing this, Zheng Fu couldn’t help but scold him, saying, “How can we, as servants, gossip about matters between the Emperor and the imperial concubines? Watch your mouth, Little Shunzi. You should know what to say and what not to say. It’s better to speak less and do more.”
Little Shunzi scratched the back of his head and smiled foolishly, “Understood, Master. Little Shunzi remembers it all. I just couldn’t help myself in front of you, Master.”
…When two hundred taels of silver were sent as a reward, Qing Luo initially thought she had misheard.
What?
Rewarding her with silver?
And two hundred taels?
After expressing her gratitude, Qing Luo touched the gleaming silver and wondered why Emperor Zhangping suddenly thought of rewarding her with silver.
Did he think she was too poor, so poor that he couldn’t bear to see it, and thus sent some silver for her to spend?
Two hundred taels, in a sense, was also a huge sum.
If she remained an Attendant and her rank didn’t advance, she would have to save and save, trying to save for nearly ten years to accumulate two hundred taels of silver, because some expenses were unavoidable.
Qing Luo would admire herself as quite a person if she could save two hundred taels in ten years.
But she knew she was used to spending lavishly.
Let alone saving money, thirty taels would definitely not be enough for her to spend in a year.
Thinking this, Emperor Zhangping was quite generous.
Little Shunzi responded with a smile, said ‘alright’, and then led his people away.
“Little Master, why are you still counting silver?”
Zhu Lan was exasperated.
It had been an hour, but her master’s excitement hadn’t faded.
She had counted the two hundred taels of silver countless times, as if counting it more would make it multiply.
Moreover, what Zhu Lan understood even less was that the jewelry, bracelets, and hairpins the Emperor had previously bestowed were far more valuable than two hundred taels of silver.
They were all of superior craftsmanship and materials, easily worth a thousand taels.
“No matter how valuable they are, they can’t be turned into silver to spend,” Qing Luo said with a righteous expression.
Did she dare to sell the jewelry Emperor Zhangping had given her?
She wouldn’t dare.
Could she?
She couldn’t.
Because these rewards were registered with the Imperial Household Department.
Even items from the Emperor’s private treasury could be traced to their origin.
Who would dare to buy imperial palace items?
Buying them would be a transgression, likely leading to a beating or imprisonment, or even worse a decapitation.
Furthermore, she had no channels to sell them.
As for selling them to concubines in the palace, that was even more unrealistic.
Who would be willing to spend money to buy things from other concubines, especially items specifically bestowed by the Emperor?
Buying them wouldn’t prove one was favored; instead, it would be unsettling.
Most would think that the person selling the bestowed items was crazy, audacious, and so consumed by money that they disregarded the Emperor.
Qing Luo wasn’t that foolish.
Besides, she also liked beautiful jewelry.
Who wouldn’t like to dress themselves up beautifully?
She certainly did.
When she dresses up nicely, it wasn’t for anyone else to see; she herself felt happy.
Zhu Lan was truly speechless by Qing Luo, thinking that her Little Master used to be as frugal as possible, but now she spent lavishly and was a money grubber.
The key was that by not saving, the silver in her hands actually increased.
Was this what her Little Master often said: money needs to be spent frequently; if old money doesn’t go, new money won’t come in; the more you spend, the more you have?
Ultimately, it was all because she was favored.
Without the Emperor’s rewards, where would all this silver come from?