After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

Cheng Songan snorted coldly, not wanting him to have his way. She called Haitang over, asked her to ride in the same carriage with her, and told the coachman to go to the downtown area.

Haitang was surprised and asked, "Why did the uncle leave again?"

Cheng Songan said, "Never mind, maybe there is something wrong, let's go for a walk."

Haitang believed that she was ignored by her brother-in-law and was in a bad mood, so she wanted to go shopping to buy some things. She did not stop her and just took her to various shops.

As they were talking, the two of them walked into the largest silk shop in the capital, which was filled with a dazzling array of various embroidered treasures, whose quality was no less than the top-quality items produced by the Weaving Bureau.

Cheng Songan is good at needlework, so she is naturally particularly interested in exquisite embroidery. She couldn't help but look at some of the embroidery works carefully. Finally, she picked out a few northern embroidery works that she had never tried before and gave them to the waiter for payment.

As soon as he turned around, he saw two young girls, dressed modestly but in a way that could not conceal their expensiveness, coming in. They looked like first-class maids from a wealthy family. One of them was holding a basket in her arms, while the other one was checking the account and asked, "Boss, have you got any new satin?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately bowed and walked out of the counter, with a respectful look on his face, and said with a smile: "Yes, come and have a look, young lady."

This silk shop was opened in the most prosperous area of ​​the capital, and it was doing high-end business. The boss was definitely not an ordinary person. The shopkeeper met so many dignitaries every day, but he was not servile. But now he was extremely respectful to two maid-like people, which aroused Cheng Songan's curiosity.

The maid followed the shopkeeper to the shop to see the newly arrived silks, while the other maid sat down with a basket. Suddenly, there was a flutter in the basket and two meows were heard.

Cheng Songan stretched his neck out of curiosity to look, and suddenly a cat's head from Persia popped out. This Persian cat was snow-white all over, with blue eyes and a gentle temperament. It looked elegant and noble.

Cheng Songan suddenly remembered that she had seen this cat in her previous life. After the new emperor ascended the throne, she entered the palace as a court lady to pay homage to the queen and saw it once in Hanyuan Hall. The cat's name was Chiyu, and it was the queen Ming's favorite pet.

She raised her head again and looked at the maid who was picking the silk. She was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she looked vaguely like Aunt Hong Luo, who later became the most capable lady-in-waiting to the Queen.

Today’s new emperor is still the sage’s fifth son, Prince Xiang, and Queen Ming is still Prince Xiang’s wife.

The maid holding the cat saw Cheng Songan staring at her intently and couldn't help but smile at her: "Madam, do you like cats too?"

Cheng Songan came back to his senses and nodded randomly: "I had two raccoons when I was a kid, but neither was as pretty as this one."

The maid holding the cat said, "This is our mistress's favorite thing. Today we specially found someone to breed it so that it can give birth to kittens."

Cheng Songan couldn't help but walk over to take a look. She was so cute and adorable, but she restrained herself from touching her.

Hong Luo looked around but didn't find anything suitable. With a hint of annoyance on her face, she turned back to the maid holding the cat and said, "These are no different from the last ones. At first glance, they all look the same. The mistress must not like them."

Cheng Songan asked casually, "What style do you want to find, young lady?"

Hong Luo saw that Cheng Songan had a noble temperament and was well dressed. She knew that she must be the wife of some noble family. She did not dare to ignore her and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "I made a dress for my master that she can show off to others. Our mistress has seen many of them and always felt that they were either extremely luxurious at first glance or the embroidery was a little poor."

Cheng Songan understood that the Princess of Xiang wanted to make a casual dress for the Prince of Xiang, presumably because he was going to attend an occasion with the Saint where court dress was not allowed.

The mother of Prince Xiang had a high rank, but she was only ranked among the four concubines. It can be said that her birth was not high, so she was cautious and low-key. With Prince Fu of noble birth above her, Prince Jin of great reputation in the middle, and Prince Shou of great favor below her, she finally ascended the throne smoothly. It can be seen that his scheming and scheming were unmatched by ordinary people.

When the three kings were competing for the throne, King Xiang often grew flowers and vegetables in his yard to establish the image of an idle prince who did not care about politics and yearned for a pastoral farm. His usual attire must hide his edge, but it cannot be too simple, otherwise it would be too deliberate.

That's why Princess Xiang took so much pains to prepare a pair of casual clothes.

Cheng Songan's heart was slightly moved, and he said to Hong Luo: "From what the young lady described, you want the most common pattern style, but with extremely delicate embroidery, which is neither extravagant nor embarrassing."

Hong Luo was surprised and replied, "That's right, Madam, you have touched my heart. But the simpler it is, the harder it is to accomplish."

Cheng Songan frowned and thought for a moment, then said to her, "I have a horse here, I wonder if it suits your taste."

Hong Luo said happily: "Really? Can you let me have a look? If it's suitable..."

When she got to this point, she suddenly stopped talking in time. If she were an ordinary merchant or commoner, she could say the right words and make an offer, but discussing business with this delicate lady might make her dislike her and bring shame to the mistress.

Cheng Songan knew what she was thinking, so she smiled and said, "Don't be so rude. Not to mention a person like me, even a servant girl in our family would call me you and me in front of me. Don't be polite to me, sister."

Haitang also smiled and said, "Yes, our young lady likes to play around with her sisters."

Hong Luo was delighted to see that she was not arrogant even though she was a maid, and immediately had a better impression of her. She was still thinking about the material, but she didn't know how to say it.

Cheng Songan didn't wait for her to ask again, and said first: "At this time tomorrow, let my daughter Haitang bring something for me to look at. If you like it, I have a favor to ask."

Hong Luo's face froze, thinking that Cheng Songan had seen through her master's identity and wanted to ask her master to do something, so she didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble for the palace.

Cheng Songan turned his eyes to the cat and said shyly, "I think your lady's Persian cat is really adorable. When she gives birth to kittens in two months, I wonder if she will give me one. If she does, this piece of satin will be used as a betrothal gift for the cat. What do you think, sister?"

When Hong Luo heard this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and became even happier. Her mistress loved cats very much and was quite fond of people who loved cats as well. Moreover, this lady was very eloquent and the satin in her hand was certainly not ordinary, but she was willing to use it as a betrothal gift for a cat, which showed that she also loved cats very much and was a bosom friend of her mistress. Even if she didn't like the satin, she would definitely give her a Persian cat.

So Hong Luo responded, "Madam likes my Chiyu, and the mistress will definitely be happy. You just wait for my good news."

Cheng Songan clapped his hands and thanked, "Thank you, sister."

Hong Luo looked at her deeply and felt that she was kind and amiable. She had clearly helped him, yet he still wanted to thank her and refused to take credit for it.

After getting back on the carriage, Haitang asked, "Young lady, when did you start liking cats? When the old master's two cat servants saw you when you were little, they often ran away."

Cheng Songan smiled at her and said, "The firewood from the stream is soft and the felt is warm. My cat and I won't go out. The weather is getting cold. Isn't it better to hold a cat to warm your hands than a hand warmer?"

Haitang couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Madam is right, the girl is getting more and more like a child."

Cheng Songan didn't say anything else. In her previous life, Cui Yuanqing relied on her keen political sense to stand on the side of King Xiang very early on and made great contributions to the cause. Now she also wanted to find a backer for herself, just in case.