A little farewell is better than a wedding.
The two of them had a great time, each other was enjoying themselves, and Changle Palace was still preparing hot water at the fourth watch.
Yan Xiu will go to court in two hours, and Zhu Sijia looks at how energetic he is now, and seems to have no intention of sleeping.
Zhu Sijia pressed against Yan Xiu's chest, and the clear and powerful heartbeat reached her ears. She hesitated: "Xuan...Xuanzhi."
After all, there are countless words that can be said when a man is in love with a woman and the love is strong. Yan Xiu allowed her to call him by his name while they were in bed, but it might not be the same thing after they got out of bed.
Yan Xiu: "Huh?"
Wish Scarlett some surprises.
"Xuanzhi, have you taken good care of yourself this month?" Zhu Sijia touched his chin, which was clearer and sharper than before. "No matter how busy you are with political affairs, you must take good care of your health."
Yan Xiu said: "After being busy for a while, you can celebrate the New Year with peace of mind. Don't worry, no one will neglect you if I neglect you."
As expected, he refused to reveal anything about the previous government. I wish Scarlett had been with him for so long and never heard any news about government affairs from him.
Zhu Sijia just wanted to find out some information, whether useful or useless, but if the Queen Mother's party was involved, she could adjust her response.
Before the hot water was served, the two hugged each other in silence for a while.
Yan Xiu suddenly said: "Scarlett, tell me your nickname."
He didn't want to call her "Jieyu" one after another. Zhu Sijia was now the woman closest to him in the world, so calling her by her first name would be unreasonable.
Zhu Sijia: "My nickname? It's a bit hard to say, so Xuanzhi better not listen to it."
After calling him "Your Majesty" for so long, it was very awkward for her to change her tune for a moment.
Yan Xiu refused: "If you don't tell me, you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
Zhu Sijia was anxious: "I said, I said...my name is Cicada."
Yan Xiu: "Chanchan? Chanjuan's Chan?"
It suits her very well, the bright moon is so bright and dazzling.
Zhu Sijia: "No, they are summer cicadas and autumn cicadas. They love to chirp in the trees."
Yan Xiu didn't expect it to be this "cicada", and he felt a little uneasy. When he thought of the cicada that disturbed his dreams all these years, he ordered his men to capture and execute him...
The maid placed the hot water basin outside the screen and withdrew.
Yan Xiu pressed Zhu Sijia on the bed and wanted to clean her himself. While he was immersed in wiping her, he blushed slightly and asked, "Why is it that cicada? I thought you should be the cicada that matches Chanjuan."
Zhu Sijia looked away, not daring to look at him: "I heard from my mother that I always cried when I was a baby. But in the summer, when the cicadas began to hide in the trees in the courtyard and sing, I listened to the cicadas. Instead of crying, I was overjoyed.”
"My mother thought I liked cicada, so she gave me a nickname that only she and I knew, Cicada."
"But now, Xuanzhi is the third person who knows this nickname."
Yan Xiu smiled as if he had received a great treasure: "Okay, Cicada, I will call you that from now on."
…
As Yan Xiu said, after he was busy, he ran to Changle Palace whenever he had free time. The knot between the two of them was forgotten before they were untied.
No need to even coax.
In the past few days, even the little maids of Changle Palace would secretly cover their mouths and smile when they saw Zhu Sijia:
"Jieyu and Your Majesty have a long-lasting love. When winter comes, others are listless. On the other hand, we, Jieyu, have a rosy face and are radiant. She is so beautiful that even the peonies are inferior."
I wish Sijia regains her favor, and the things from Changle Palace will be brought in like water; I wish Sijia will be generous, and they, the palace maids, will also be bright and respected outside.
Moreover, they understood Zhu Sijia's temper. She rarely used them, so their errands were free; Zhu Sijia would not deliberately make things difficult for them, so that they could feel at ease.
The master of Changle Palace is easy to take care of, and the atmosphere of Changle Palace is enviable to others.
Zhu Ya took the feather duster and threatened: "Hey! I said you little girls, in the clear sky, don't say these shameless words to Jieyu. If Jieyu is told that you are shy and His Majesty knows, you will Just wait to be punished!”
The little maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they scattered around to look for work.
Zhu Sijia scolded Zhu Ya jokingly: "Don't scare them. They are already timid. If you scare them, not many people will be willing to work in Changle Palace."
Zhu Ya chuckled, mysteriously, and brought a bowl of things to Zhu Sijia: "It happened for a reason. I was afraid that they are all here. If they are greedy for the things in my hand, they won't be able to share enough."
Zhu Scarlett: "Oh? What good thing do you have in your hand?"
Zhu Ya opened the lid of the bowl and said, "Please drink mochi and taro milk tea for Jieyu."
"Milk tea?" Zhu Sijia thought of the first bowl of tea that Yan Xiu handed her, "Is it a novelty that adds milk and tea?"
According to Yan Xiu, he saw the method in the "Tea Classic" written by a female official of the previous dynasty. So, did this female official from a hundred years ago come from the same place as Zhu Ya?
And Zhu Ya's ability should be much more than that.
Zhu Ya was surprised: "How do you know? But you must have never tasted this slave."
Zhu Sijia took the small bowl and drank it all in one gulp. This strange tea was really unforgettable. She wiped the corner of her mouth: "Zhu Ya, tell me everything else you want."
Zhu Ya confessed seriously: "If slaves say that it can be as small as these inconspicuous meals, as big as doing business, smelting, water conservancy, transforming weapons, or even communicating with the group of red-haired foreign merchants in the West City without any barriers, can Jieyu believe it?" "
Zhu Sijia was stunned: "Are you telling the truth?"
Zhu Ya: "When did I deceive Jieyu? I have already explained everything that needs to be explained."
Zhu Sijia took the opportunity to ask her: "Is there anything that requires a lot of charcoal fire?"
Zhu Ya nodded: "Yes, but it will take some time, but..."
In a feudal society with an autocratic monarchy, if you want to develop industrial technology, you are limited by far more than the suppression of imperial power. You also have to consider a series of issues such as productivity, labor force, and economic development.
The two of them each had their own concerns and plans, and Zhu Scarlett was already secretly happy.
Time is not an issue, reason is the important thing.
This will be easy to handle. If we can find a reason to persuade Yan Xiu to reserve a large amount of charcoal fires in advance, we won't have to worry about the difficulty this winter will have.
She could see Zhu Ya's embarrassment.
Regardless of whether what Zhu Ya said can be done or whether it can survive Yan Xiu's test in the end, as long as "accidental collision" allows Da Qin to survive this winter, the merits and demerits will equal the merits, and Zhu Ya can just not do it.
Zhu Sijia had an idea in mind and discussed it in detail with Zhu Ya in a low voice.
…
Prince Yi's Mansion.
Yan Xing took out several years of salary and handed it to Shiyi: "This matter needs to be carried out in secret. Remember to avoid the sight of the Dragon Guard."
"The purchased charcoal should not be sent to Xijing. It should be stored in Zhongnanshan Villa first and then be taken out for use when the time is right."
Eleven couldn't laugh or cry: "Your Majesty, if you spend so much money to buy charcoal, our palace won't be able to use it up in ten lifetimes?"
Yan Xing was too lazy to deal with him: "I have my own way of doing things."
