Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Despite Zhao Yuan's repeated requests, Shu Jiao quickly moved into the newly renovated Imperial Master's Mansion.

In order not to let his good grandmother down, Zhao Yuan really put in a lot of effort in the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Palace?

How could such a small piece of land be enough for a royal palace?

He opened up and expanded the courtyard on the left side of Prince Yu's Mansion. Now the area of ​​the Imperial Master's Mansion is so large that it takes three or four hours to walk through the entire place.

How can ordinary tables and chairs be worthy of my royal grandmother?

Huanghuali wood, red sandalwood, and ebony are commonly used, supplemented by gold lacquer inlay craftsmanship.

Gold, various natural soft and hard jades, animal bones, ox horns, snail shells, seashells and other precious materials are inlaid into table legs, box surfaces and screens.

Low-key, yet luxurious.

Filigree inlaid jewelry uses gold wire instead of thread, which is bent into various shapes, such as hats, crowns, hairpins, bracelets... and then inlaid with agate, emerald feathers and various red and blue sapphires. The finished products are so stunning that they are breathtaking.

Ordinary people can’t even see it, but it’s stored in boxes in the Imperial Master’s Mansion.

There were bowls made of white jade, fans carved from ivory, and even the carpet under his feet was made of gold.

Shu Jiao was quite satisfied with this.

Can you be dissatisfied?

Anything that catches your eye would be sold for tens or even millions in the future.

Even so, Zhao Yuan was still afraid that Shu Jiao would be wronged, so he specially transferred a group of guards and palace maids to live in the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Shu Jiao: ...

"Grandmother, I don't mean to monitor you, but the Imperial Master's Mansion is very large, and having a few more people will help to gain popularity."

Zhao Yuan explained carefully.

Shu Jiao raised her eyes.

She looked at the dozens of guards in their twenties and thirties, with broad shoulders and narrow waists, heroic looks, muscular bodies and the aura of a military commander, and the hundreds of palace maids in their teens and twenties, with beautiful looks and gorgeous clothes.

After a moment's silence, he forced the upturned corners of his mouth down.

"Ah... I'm fine. I'm fine."

Shu Jiao's lips twitched slightly, "I know you are always filial, this is good."

After that, she added: "It's just that I live here alone, I'm afraid it's a bit boring."

"It's not simple yet."

Zhao Yuan said, can this be called a big deal?

"I'll transfer twenty people from the Music Bureau for you! They can perform for you in different styles every day."

"Don't you like to listen to opera? I will find you a troupe and keep them in your house. It doesn't cost any money. You can listen to the opera whenever you want."

"Or if I'm really bored, I'll ask Concubine De and the others to bring your great-grandson and great-granddaughter over to play with you every now and then."

The first two sentences are okay.

The last sentence is really unnecessary!

Shu Jiao waved her hand, "As for me, raising you is enough. Let your concubines raise your children themselves."

Raise one!

This uniqueness made Zhao Yuan feel instantly relieved.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "But I see that the Empress Dowager also likes them very much."

"After all, he is your child, so I love him."

Shu Jiao waved her hand and quickly sent Zhao Yuan away.

She planned to visit the Imperial Master's Mansion alone.

The green courtyard, the scenery of mountains and waters, a new scene every step, a new building every ten steps. The winding path leads to a secluded place, the floating mist is warm and green, a different world. Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, the red and green are extremely enchanting.

After taking a quick walk back to the main courtyard, the person Zhao Yuan sent to entertain her just arrived.

As expected of people who are engaged in fine arts, their looks and figures are so outstanding. Shu Jiao whistled silently in her heart as she watched them.

She walked to the theater in the backyard and sat down, and a maid quietly served her tea.

The aroma of tea wafts through the teacup.

When the main actors of the troupe put on their costumes and started singing, their melodious voices were lingering in the air and very pleasant to the ears.

Shu Jiao placed one hand on the table, tapping her fingers along with the rhythm of the music. There was a maidservant peeling melon seeds and peanuts beside her, and there was a plate of fruit that had just been sent from the palace.

oops~

It’s better to be the emperor’s elder.

This treatment is much better than being a princess.

Shu Jiao pondered, "San'er, why don't we find an ancient world next time?"

These days are so good, there is no need to struggle at all.

003: ...

"Host, the mission is random. I can't control it."

003 looked at Shu Jiao's comfortable expression and shook his head in his heart.

If the emperor had been even a little unfilial, its host wouldn't have had such a good life!

Shu Jiao never interfered in state affairs.

Now that she had left the palace, she didn't even think about it. She only occasionally sent a letter to Qinxian Palace, digging out some serious disaster information from the plot at the banquet, so that Zhao Yuan and the court officials could be prepared.

But Zhao Yuan was so busy that he had no more manpower, so he brought out the fifth prince who had just turned fourteen.

The poor fifth prince, who is not even as tall as his second brother's chest, has to work from five in the morning to eleven at night, and he has to sleep until his eyelids sag in the morning.

Even Tian'er's complaints did not awaken Zhao Yuan's fatherly heart.

Zhao Yuan almost dragged the ten-year-old Sixth Prince out to do the work.

This is really a bit crazy.

It was only until Shu Jiao went to the palace in person that he gave up the idea.

Their busyness is clearly useful.

The pale and skinny people in the original owner's memory have now become not only fatter, but their faces have become more rosy and they have gained some flesh.

Every household managed to have some surplus food, and during the festivals they could spend money to buy cloth to take home and make two new clothes.

The treasury has money, agricultural taxes are getting lower and lower every year, but commercial taxes are starting to rise.

The high-yield grain seeds that Shu Jiao gave were planted and had a bumper harvest, but they were all used as grain seeds and distributed to be cultivated in city after city.

There is no doubt that this is a time-consuming task.

But do it!

As long as it can fill your stomach, you have to do it no matter how time-consuming it is!

On the other side, after spending a year, the Taoists who were "exiled" to the suburbs and had been blowing up furnaces all day long finally produced the first generation of explosives after working day and night.

At that moment, they were so excited that they just wanted to pack up and leave.

They can't stay in the capital for even a second!

After looking at the small crater created by the first generation of explosives, Zhao Yuan gave them two choices.

First, stay in the Ministry of Industry and improve the second version for me. I can give you both official positions and money.

Second, the crime of deceiving the emperor can be exempted from the death penalty, but the crime of living cannot be escaped. All of them shall be exiled to Lingnan.

Is this still a choice?

Is this a choice?

For the first time in their lives, the Taoist alchemists hated themselves for learning this craft.

As for whether you want to do it or not?

Dry!

Do it, do it!

How can I not do it?

When we are alive, we are a great feast for our souls; when we die, we are a great feast for our souls. It is only natural that we should work for the country, the court and the emperor!

It has absolutely nothing to do with the sixth-rank official and the five thousand taels.

It has nothing to do with exile!

They swore!

"It's not very powerful."

After Zhao Yuan finished looking at the first generation of explosives, he came back to find Shu Jiao, and said with some disdain, "That thing was somewhat useful on the battlefield, but not much."

For example, it can scare a horse or blow up a hole, which is barely okay.

In terms of lethality and killing range, Zhao Yuan feels that there is still considerable room for improvement.