When Butler Xiao and Butler Lin came, they saw two slaves hanging maps in the living room.
Ping'er was gesticulating beside him: "County Lord, is this good?"
Xining, who was leaning on the soft bed, looked at it and said, "Okay!"
"Meet the County Lord!" Butler Xiao and Butler Lin saluted.
"Sit down." Xining waved his fan and watched the two of them kneeling aside.
In this era, chairs were not yet popular, and they still used soft cushions and used the kneeling method. Although she was half-relying on indecency like this, she was the head of the county and the master, so she could do whatever she wanted. This also made her appear to be in poor health and frail.
When I heard that the county government's monthly salary after one year's salary was indeed more than three hundred taels, I couldn't help but be surprised: "How can it be so much?"
Butler Lin looked at the county boss. When did the county boss care about expenses? Report: "Ten guards are paid half a tael to two taels of silver per month; there are twenty maids and domestic servants, ranging from one tael to half a tael according to their rank, which adds up to thirty taels a month. Cooks, handymen, servants... …”
"Okay!" Xining was a little impatient: "I remember the county master's monthly salary is 500 dan, why is he still paying 300 taels?"
Butler Lin replied: "Most of them are the County Lord's clothes, jewelry, and various foods. The County Lord likes to eat some rare things. For example, in the past, honeydew melons from the Western Regions cost a thousand yuan each. After they were opened, the others were discarded. Every time One is used every day. Also, the county lord does not like linen, but only loves all kinds of high-grade silk and satin, silk from the south of the Yangtze River, and Shu brocade from Sichuan and Sichuan. For example, the hangluo that the county lord is wearing now is worth a hundred silver. The round flower is purple and pink, it is also a high-quality product, and its value..."
"Okay, okay!" Xining had a headache. The body owner must have been living too extravagantly. Just like the clothes on my body, there are dozens of sets in the cabinet.
The owner of this body is still growing, but he wears it so well.
Thinking of this, she asked: "Where are the dresses that I couldn't wear before?"
Butler Lin was stunned: "Still in Qinling Palace."
Xining shook the fan and immediately gave the order: "Go and get it, get them all."
Butler Lin was completely confused now: "I don't know if I'm here yet..."
Xining asked: "Before I left, did I say no?"
"It doesn't seem like there is one." Butler Lin thought for a while, and when he saw the county master looking at him like this, he immediately had an epiphany: "Immediately ask someone to get it."
"No, you go in person! I have to do some things this time." Xining looked around: "Which of the two housekeepers has better calligraphy?"
Butler Xiao immediately bowed: "My nephew has been studying for several years."
"Then call me, I want to write a letter." Xining shook his fan.
A man in his thirties, who was already in his thirties, came in, knelt down and bowed: "Greetings to the Lord of Changping County."
Butler Xiao gestured: "Introduce yourself and let the county owner know."
"The younger one's name is Xiao Zhan, with a bright Chinese character. Two of them are thirty this year, and he is the nephew of Butler Xiao."
Xining looked at Xiao Zhan's conversation and nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll write a letter, I'll read it, and you write it."
The bamboo slips were spread out and the ink was polished. Xiao Zhan picked up the pen and looked at it.
Xi Ning said leisurely: "Your Majesty, your grace."
It was written to the King of Han. Xiao Zhan's face suddenly became more solemn. He held his breath and wrote the first four words.
Xining continued: "Uncle Junshang, I have arrived at the fiefdom in Linyi County. It is not good at all, it is poor and shabby..."
When I looked at Xiao Zhan, he stood there blankly holding a pen, staring at her as if frozen.
She couldn't help but urge: "Write, why are you standing there in a daze?"
I originally thought it was a table, but it turned out to be a letter.
Xiao Zhan couldn't help but remind: "This is written to you. Isn't it too casual to write like this, even if it is a letter?"
Xining sneered: "Just because it's a letter, I can do whatever I want. I'm not a minister, so I have to write in a very orderly manner and be careful about every word. Just write it, and you're not allowed to delete a word."
After clearing his throat, he continued: "Don't worry about food and supplies, everything is lacking."
The corner of Xiao Zhan's mouth twitched, okay, as long as the county lord is happy, this is a matter between their royal uncle and nephew, he can just write.
Xining shook the fan lightly, pausing from time to time to allow Xiao Zhan to finish writing what he just said: "Can I have a market here like Xunzhou and Xiangguan? I can also have something to eat and drink, otherwise it will be boring. I'm almost suffocated. I brought the local cantaloupe with me, it's so sweet. If uncle Junshang likes it, my niece will get some more. Yours sincerely, the Lord of Changping County."
Xiao Zhan no longer thought about anything, he just wrote and wrote, and the letter was actually addressed to the King of Han. If the King of Han saw it, I don’t know if he would laugh out loud.
After finishing writing, he put down his pen and said with great relief: "County Lord, I've finished writing, please read it!"
Ping'er went over, picked up the bamboo slips with both hands, and held them in front of her.
She glanced at it roughly and nodded: "Steward Lin, go and prepare the melons to send with you. When you pass by the Qinling Palace, bring back all my clothes and accessories."
Butler Xiao reminded: "County Lord, the melons here will go bad as soon as they are ripe. Linyi is half a month away from the capital. Even if you take a cart of melons with you, there will not be much left after you arrive."
"Is that so..." Xining thought for a while and then asked: "What would happen if we pick half-ripe or seven-ripe ones and send them to the capital?"
Xining sneered: "Just because it's a letter, I can do whatever I want. I'm not a minister, so I have to write in a very orderly manner and be careful about every word. Just write it, and you're not allowed to delete a word."
After clearing his throat, he continued: "Don't worry about food and supplies, everything is lacking."
The corner of Xiao Zhan's mouth twitched, okay, as long as the county lord is happy, this is a matter between their royal uncle and nephew, he can just write.
Xining shook the fan lightly, pausing from time to time to allow Xiao Zhan to finish writing what he just said: "Can I have a market here like Xunzhou and Xiangguan? I can also have something to eat and drink, otherwise it will be boring. I'm almost suffocated. I brought the local cantaloupe with me, it's so sweet. If uncle Junshang likes it, my niece will get some more. Yours sincerely, the Lord of Changping County."
Xiao Zhan no longer thought about anything, he just wrote and wrote, and the letter was actually addressed to the King of Han. If the King of Han saw it, I don’t know if he would laugh out loud.
After finishing writing, he put down his pen and said with great relief: "County Lord, I've finished writing, please read it!"
Ping'er went over, picked up the bamboo slips with both hands, and held them in front of her.
She glanced at it roughly and nodded: "Steward Lin, go and prepare the melons to send with you. When you pass by the Qinling Palace, bring back all my clothes and accessories."
Butler Xiao reminded: "County Lord, the melons here will go bad as soon as they are ripe. Linyi is half a month away from the capital. Even if you take a cart of melons with you, there will not be much left after you arrive."
"Is that so..." Xining thought for a while and then asked: "What would happen if we pick half-ripe or seven-ripe ones and send them to the capital?"
