Concubine Mi in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 67

After Wang Miheng came back from the Compassionate Ning Palace, he didn't see Kangxi's face for several days.

People in the palace are all spreading the word that Kangxi loves and loves Yugui, not to mention the rewards, but the rain and dew inherited by Yugui is not known to be much more than others.That momentum was actually stronger than that of the most beloved secret concubine recently.

When Wang Miheng heard this, he just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.

Kangxi is willing to spoil anyone and it doesn't matter to her, as long as there is a place for her in his heart.

Fortunately, with the little elder brother and the little princess, and the words Li Dequan came to pass the day before yesterday, she felt that she didn't need to worry about this issue at all.

Therefore, she has never experienced such emotions as envy, jealousy or even hatred.At most, it's just to watch the excitement.

The palace was very stuffy, and the bustle of not charging money was extraordinarily beautiful.

It was not until the third day that Kangxi sent Li Dequan to deliver a message.

"Your Majesty, the emperor sent his servants to ask, we are going to travel tomorrow, have you prepared all the things you need for the trip?"

When he heard this, Wang Miheng's eyes lit up, and for the first time, he felt that this man was very reliable.

It wasn't that she questioned Kangxi's promise, in fact, there was a lot of talk in the palace about how he doted on Yugui. Although she didn't really believe it, it didn't mean that she wouldn't suspect that he had left all other things behind.

If this is the case, going out of the palace is something she can't see or touch.

Therefore, hearing Li Dequan's words now, Wang Miheng was inevitably a little excited.

It's just that Wang Miheng really doesn't think there's much difference whether this thing is prepared or not.

She only went out for one day and came back at night. She didn't think she needed to bring much.

Even, you don't even need to bring the necessary money to go out in the previous life.

Wang Miheng deeply felt that since entering the palace, the importance of things like money has become less and less important in her heart. Apart from rewarding the slaves, she has nowhere to spend it.

Just imagine, tomorrow after a few people have finished eating, she takes out a few ingots of silver from her pocket and puts them on the table with a "snap", and shouts: "Xiaoer, pay the bill!"

Or, she saw a good item in front of a certain stall, and then paid for it as soon as she took it.

Just thinking about it, she felt that she definitely couldn't live anymore.

Because for the ancients, the most normal picture should be: she took a fancy to something, became obsessed, turned her head, looked at each other, and called softly: Lord... (some words are omitted here)
"Everything else is ready, but there is one thing I need to trouble my father-in-law." Wang Miheng thought for a while and said.

There is only one day to leave the palace, after all, you only need to prepare two sets of clothes.

But it was precisely this set of clothes that became a problem.

Wang Miheng asked someone to prepare a set of simple and elegant ordinary clothes, but the problem was that, with such a long distance from Qixiang Palace to the palace gate, she couldn't just walk around in ordinary clothes.

She believed that as soon as she made a move, everyone in the harem knew that she was leaving the palace with Kangxi.

As soon as Wang Miheng finished speaking, he saw Li Dequan's expression of understanding: "Your Majesty, the emperor asked the slaves to prepare this for your Majesty. Your Majesty looks very good."

As soon as Li Dequan opened his mouth, a young eunuch came in from outside the hall, holding a scarlet tray in his hand.

Her eyes fell on the two sets of neatly folded clothes in the tray.

One set is the eunuch's clothes, and the other is the common clothes of ordinary men.

Wang Miheng thought to himself, this Li Dequan really knows how to do things.Before she even said it, he thought of it, as expected of the chief eunuch of Qianqing Palace.

"Your Majesty, the servants of the House of Internal Affairs have already had the clothes cut according to your figure, so your Majesty can wear them with peace of mind."

Wang Miheng nodded, and said with a smile: "I'm going to thank you father-in-law, what other orders does the emperor have?"

After staying in the palace for such a long time, Wang Miheng already knew that it was not as simple as imagined for a concubine to leave the palace with the emperor.When to leave, when to meet, and who will be accompanying, all these need to be known in advance.

"The emperor said that tomorrow morning, Empress Dowager and Miss Qiumei will pretend to be eunuchs and wait at the gate of the palace. The emperor and Mr. Chen will arrive later."

Wang Miheng thought, the Master Chen Li Dequan was talking about should be the Chen Tingjing he met in Suzhou.

Also, as the emperor's teacher, Chen Tingjing was quite trusted by Kangxi, and he followed him around during his southern tour, let alone just wandering around the capital.

"I know." Wang Miheng nodded slightly.

Li Dequan said: "If you don't have any other orders from the empress, the servant will go back and return."

Wang Miheng nodded: "I'm sorry, Eunuch." In fact, she really wanted to ask: Eunuch Li, the emperor asked you to come here because you are bored.

Wang Miheng didn't understand, if you send the clothes, you can just send the clothes, why do you still act like the matter is very solemn, and the emperor deliberately came to inquire.

Li Dequan bowed, turned around and exited the hall.

As soon as he went out, Qiumei brought over the clothes from the tray.One is the eunuch's clothes, the other is the common clothes of ordinary men, but at a glance, it can be seen that the two clothes are made of high-quality materials.

The material is light and silky, and the tentacles feel warm and cool, which is probably very good in the entire harem.

After being in the palace for so long, Wang Miheng has long since lost the feeling of being frightened by extravagant spending.

At first, she heard that Kangxi had to serve one hundred and eight dishes for lunch every day and that no duplicate dishes were allowed within a month. She spent the whole day wondering, what kind of food is this?It was only later that I realized that eating more than 100 dishes in one meal is considered a luxury, and the socks on the bottom of my feet are the real kung fu.

The socks made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs are all pure white soft silk. Soft silk is inelastic, so it must be made to fit the foot. In addition, ancient socks have two seams on the front and back of the foot, so the instep must be sewn like Like the spine, flowers are embroidered along the front and back seams for the sake of beauty.

God knows how much manpower and material resources it takes to make such a pair of socks.

But as far as she knew, no matter how delicate these socks were, Kangxi would only wear them once. In other words, the old man had to change at least 360 five pairs of socks in 360 five days a year.And that's not counting the occasional mess or whim.

This level of extravagance has completely defeated those rich second-generation officials of later generations, which she would never have dared to think about before.

But now, she's used to it.

Wang Miheng changed into that dress, and took off the hairpin and Bu Yao in front of the mirror, asked Qiulan to braid her hair, and then put on a watermelon hat.

"The empress is really handsome." Qiumei looked at her for a while, with a slight embarrassment on her face.

"Mei'er, follow me to have meat to eat." Wang Miheng hooked his fingers in a teasing gesture, with a smile on his brows.

"Good master, don't flirt with your slaves. The servants will cook for you." After saying this, Qiumei ignored Wang Miheng, turned around and hid outside the hall.

"This girl has no sentimentality at all." Wang Miheng murmured, and asked Qiulan who was standing there: "Is there any movement in Yonghe Palace these days?"

Ever since she was punished by Kangxi to kneel at the hands of the imperial concubine last time, Concubine De became more and more low-key.Apart from going to Chengqian Palace to pay his respects on weekdays, he seldom even went to Kangxi's place.The most unpredictable thing is that when the little elder brother and the little princess wash their hands for the third time, among the concubines, the gift of concubine De is the most precious.

It is said that if things go wrong, there must be demons, and she always feels uneasy in her heart, wondering what the concubine Tao has come up with.

"No, a few days ago I used to go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to pay respects to the Empress Dowager, but I didn't know why and then I didn't go. Now that the Emperor is pampering Yugui, the Empress Dowager De doesn't seem to be bothered."

Hearing Qiulan's words, Wang Miheng nodded.

In the past few days, she has been thinking that if the fourth elder brother ascends the throne in the future, then Concubine De will be the rightful empress dowager.

At that time, what should she do?
With that incident last time, she knew that she had offended this woman severely.Concubine De dare not do anything with her now because Kangxi dotes on her.

But what if Kangxi is gone?
Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.

Wang Miheng gently twisted the tea cover with his right hand, and slowly closed it.

The concubine Mi lived a long life in history, but a long life does not mean a happy life.

Wang Miheng closed his eyes and slowly opened them again. It is now the 30th year of Kangxi, and there are still 61 years before the 31st year of Kangxi.

Wang Miheng calmed down a little, picked up the teacup and took a sip. There are two ways to resolve this matter: first, the fourth elder brother is not the emperor, and second, Concubine De died before the fourth elder brother ascended the throne.

For her, the second option seemed more feasible.

(End of this chapter)