Princess Xian's mansion is a martial arts arena.
Zhou Jingxian holds a red gold sword in her hand and is practicing chopping movements to recover her body after not practicing for a long time.
After practicing for an hour, she took the handkerchief handed by the maid and wiped her sweat. She was still not used to it.
Since the branch office became independent, her father suggested that she arrange more people to serve her daily life. She should no longer be like before, where she had to do everything by herself and have the dignity of a royal child.
Zhou Jingxian looked at the maid who had wiped her sweat and handed the handkerchief to another maid to clean. Then she continued to stand where she was, waiting for the maid who wiped her sweat. She frowned.
The majesty of a royal child?
"When you sweat, someone helps you wipe it. When you eat, someone helps you feed it. When you wake up, someone helps you get dressed. Does this count as dignity?"
Zhou Jingxian was talking to herself, and couldn't help but think of Youchu.
The Shen family can no longer be described as powerful, but even if Youchu is not alone at any time, he is still a person who can do everything by himself and will not rely on others.
"You go down. From now on, I will practice martial arts. You don't have to follow me to bask in the sun and do other things. If you have nothing to do, just find something to do by yourself. Whether it's a female worker or farming, the princess's mansion is so big. Just don’t be idle.”
Faced with Zhou Jingxian's sudden order, the maid responsible for wiping sweat in the martial arts field was shocked and quickly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.
"Princess, please forgive me. I don't know what I did wrong to offend the princess. Please punish me, but don't drive me away. Otherwise, I will be sold out and I'm afraid I have to go to the brothel to pick up guests."
"..."
Zhou Jingxian was a little annoyed.
So she really doesn't like having too many people around her.
When there are many people, there are many things to do.
Especially if some people don't understand what she means at all, things will be complicated and confusing. Sure enough, opening a house alone is not an easy task.
but.
Thinking about opening a mansion on his own, when Youchu and Mr. Ning come to the capital, they will have a place to stay. Thinking about it this way, the number of people in the mansion cannot be reduced.
"Get up. I don't mean to drive you away. You...just stand farther away from now on so as not to hurt you. I will wipe the sweat myself. Your strength is too light."
ah? Is it because she is weak that the princess dislikes her?
The maid Xiaochi looked up blankly at Princess Xian, who was a head taller than her, feeling very uneasy.
Zhou Jingxian saw that this little maid, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, must be feeling anxious and uneasy. She tried hard to control her upturned eyes, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I don't dislike your strength, I just... forget it, Anyway, I don’t like other people’s presence when I’m practicing martial arts.”
Wow, the princess was really explaining to her seriously.
Xiaochi understood this time, and she nodded quickly: "Princess, please rest assured, I will stand farther away next time."
After saying that, Xiaochi held the handkerchief with both hands and kept stepping back.
As she retreated to the entrance of the courtyard, she accidentally bumped into the wall before stopping. As a result, the handkerchief in her hand accidentally fell to the ground, and she quickly admitted her mistake and apologized.
Zhou Jingxian burst out laughing when she saw Xiaochi's nervous look.
Seeing her smile, Xiaochi grinned along with her new handkerchief.
The master and servant looked at each other, and their smiles couldn't help but deepen.
"Princess Xian is smiling so happily, which shows that this old slave has come at the right time."
Su Peiyuan's sudden arrival made Zhou Jingxian quickly stop smiling.
The only people who entered her house without being notified were the Emperor's grandfather and the Emperor's grandfather's people.
But she had never been familiar with these people, so when she met them now, she could only nod politely.
"Mr. Su, take care of it."
The dry words made the situation a bit awkward.
Fortunately, Su Peiyuan was with Zhou Qian and had some understanding of Princess Xian's temper. In his opinion, it was precisely because of this that His Majesty granted special pardon today.
"Princess Xian, this old slave is here to convey His Majesty's imperial edict. Please ask Princess Xian to accept the edict."
When she saw the imperial decree held in Su Peiyuan's hand, she had already guessed Su Peiyuan's intention.
At this time, after hearing Su Peiyuan's words, he walked up to him and knelt down without saying a word.
There was no intention of taking the opportunity to build a relationship with the emperor's powerful manager out of curiosity. He was so straightforward that it was outrageous.
"Emperor Fengtian Chengyun: The edict says: Princess Xian remembers the victims and relieves my worries. It is a great filial piety, and it is also a blessing for great prosperity. From now on, Princess Xian will take the special post of supervisor of the Ministry of Industry. According to the princess's rank, Enter the Yizheng Hall to discuss matters."
The rank of the princess is third grade.
The third-rank officials in the imperial court can count them on their fingers.
When Zhou Jingxian gave the 360,000 taels of silver notes, she really thought that Grandpa Huang would reward her for it, but she didn't expect that she would be given such a high status.
The official position held by my father is only from the fourth rank.
Zhou Jingxian thought about how she would go to court tomorrow and stand closer than her father. She always felt something was strange, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
"In addition, I have a Heavenly Iron Soft Sword that I used in the past, named Qujian Sword. I specially gave it to Princess Xian. I appreciate it."
Qu Jianjian? !
When she heard that this sword was going to be given to her, Zhou Jingxian immediately became interested. After standing up to receive the order, she looked back anxiously.
"Manager Su, where is the sword?"
The Qujian sword is made of Tiantie. As its name suggests, the sword is not only extremely tough, it can cut stone and iron without damaging anything, and its bending degree is also different from ordinary weapons. That’s why it was named Qujian sword by the emperor’s grandfather, which means it can bend and stretch. It can also cut through ten thousand strong thoughts.
When the sword was made into a sword, it took several years and several sword-making masters were found to obtain this soft sword as a personal protection for the emperor.
This sword can be placed in the sleeve and is very convenient to carry.
Zhou Jingxian held the red gold sword in her hand, already thinking of the sword's use.
When Su Peiyuan met Princess Xian, he did not ask about the preparations for the court tomorrow. Instead, he asked Qu Jianjian first. Then he knew Princess Xian's preferences and wanted to say a few more words when he was about to go back to report to His Majesty.
Gifts should be sent to people's hearts. Princess Xian spent 360,000 taels of silver to send them. There might be some surprises in the future.
Your Majesty must be informed in advance of Princess Xian's preference, which is this weapon.
"Reporting to the princess, Qu Jianjian has been gathering dust in the treasure house for many years. Your Majesty is taking care of it personally. Once it is taken care of, it will be sent to the princess as soon as possible."
When Su Peiyuan said this, he just wanted to use Zhou Jingxian's sword to hold up Qu Jian's sword.
When she saw that Princess Xian was holding a red gold sword, she held back her words.
"Princess Xian, if I read this correctly, this sword in your hand is the red gold sword that was awarded to the Ning family?"
This sword is also a type of soft sword, but it is more than one grade lower than the Qu Jian sword. But whether it is a gift from the emperor or a special gift from His Majesty, Su Peiyuan can't even comment on its merits.
I just understood in my heart that why Your Majesty gave Princess Xian the convenience to discuss affairs in the court, it was probably because he planned to let Princess Xian receive Ning Wuyan as a Daxing official when he came to Beijing in the future.
Zhou Jingxian handed over all the banknotes and responded to the private message. She didn't have to hide her good personal relationship with Mr. Ning, so she immediately curled up her arms and curled her lips.
"The weapons I carried were damaged in Lai'an County. Mr. Ning gave me this red gold sword at that time. The Ning family has registered the transfer at Jinling Mansion."
Su Peiyuan didn't pay attention to Princess Xian's sudden suggestion of registering a gift, and just said, "Ning Shixian's righteousness."
The two stood face to face dryly for a moment, neither of them speaking.
It wasn't until the steward of the Princess's Mansion came with a handful of golden beans and stuffed them into the hands of Su Peiyuan who came to issue the decree as usual, and personally took the people down to have tea and rest, that the process of announcing the decree was completed.
Regarding Princess Xian's lack of understanding of the process, Su Peiyuan just thought it was her first time encountering this matter and did not take it seriously. While accepting the golden beans, she declined the steward's invitation to drink tea.
"Your Majesty is still waiting for the old slave to report back in the palace."
Su Peiyuan was happy to put the icing on the cake. He had to quickly return to the palace to tell His Majesty that Princess Xian was very much looking forward to giving Qu Jian the sword.
In the martial arts arena.
Zhou Jingxian's eyebrows were indeed happy and she was smiling. After thinking about it, she still couldn't calm down. She gently touched the red gold sword in her hand and made a decision.
"I haven't written to Mr. Ning for a long time. I don't know if he passed the martial arts examination?"
