Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

Qin Ge called the maid.

"Qingzhu, come here and smell the fragrance on my body?"

Qing Zhu approached with a smile, "Master, you never use incense, where is the fragrance?"

Hearing this, Qin Ge's eyes flashed with deep thought, and he casually placed his slender fingers on his knees. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Go to the House of Internal Affairs to get some incense."

The palace is not as casual as it used to be in the prime minister's mansion. The food and clothing expenses of the concubines, from the decoration in the palace to the stitches and threads, must go through the hands of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to check, so as not to prevent the things used and the clothes they wear. Prohibited, or cause damage to the emperor's dragon body.

Qin Ge didn't use incense before, and the very little 'dowry' brought into the palace from the Prime Minister's Mansion contained no incense, so he had to get it from the House of Internal Affairs.

Fortunately, in the eyes of the palace people, the virtuous concubine of Huayin Palace is deeply favored by His Majesty. As the first lady to serve the bed, the whole palace can only please her. Incense.

"Except for the ambergris that only His Majesty can use, and the incense that can only be used by empresses and noble concubines, the slaves and servants each took a share of all kinds of incense that can be used by concubines." Qingzhu said.

There is another sentence that Qingzhu did not say. When she went to the House of Internal Affairs to fetch incense, the eunuch in charge of the House of Internal Affairs was also polite to her maidservant, with a smile on her face like a flower, and each Qingzhu girl called Then, I heard that Concubine Xian wanted to get incense, so she took out all the expensive incense from the House of Internal Affairs for her to choose.

Qing Zhu didn't know why his young master suddenly wanted to use incense, because he didn't know what kind of incense the master liked, so he couldn't help hesitating.

As a result, the father-in-law packed all these incenses and sent them to Huayin Palace, and even sent Qingzhu away in a flattering manner, saying that if the concubine and empress ran out of incense, the House of Internal Affairs would send it to Huayin Palace.

Qingzhu has experienced the feeling of being held, respected and supported by others today, which is completely different from being the maidservant of the concubine Fourth Miss in the prime minister's mansion.

For this reason, Qingzhu couldn't help sighing to Qin Ge, "The servant finally knows what it means to be enlightened by one person, and the chicken and dog have ascended to heaven!"

Qin Ge, "..."

Only Qingzhu, a stupid girl, felt honored to compare herself to a chicken or a dog.

All kinds of incense are packed in small silver boxes and lined up on a tray. Qin Ge got up, opened one of the silver boxes at will, and twisted a touch of incense powder with his fingertips. The incense powder was light yellow and powdery. It is dry and ground very finely. It is well preserved and has not been damp. It can be seen that it is indeed a precious spice used by the nobles in the palace.

Putting it under his nose and sniffing lightly, Qin Ge smelled more than a dozen kinds of raw materials from this small pinch of incense powder, which were ground and combined together. On the contrary, it is just right.

It's just that this taste is too feminine, with a kind of softness of a daughter's family, which is not Qin Ge's favorite style.

Although he is a 0, he has always been self-righteous, and essentially thinks that he should be a big shot. Qin Ge will not like this sweet and soft fragrance.

In the end, he selected a cold fragrance from many spices.

It's called Misty Cedar.

As the name suggests, this fragrance smells like pines and cypresses standing in the mist in the morning. The branches are covered with a touch of fresh snow. It has a kind of icy smell, which makes people think that it comes from the mysterious and unpredictable Tianshan Mountains. The fresh wind blows up the coolness of the fresh snow...

Rao Qin Ge is a person who doesn't like incense, when he smells this cold fragrance named misty cedar, he thinks it smells good.

Immediate decision is it.

Qin Ge only kept this incense, and asked Qingzhu to use it to permeate his clothes.

The way of incense was popular in the Yong Dynasty. Noble families and even royal families, even wealthy merchant families with a little money, knew how to taste, light and burn incense.

When I was in the prime minister's mansion, even the big and respectable maids in the mansion would grit their teeth and buy two taels of spices with monthly money to fumigate their clothes.

Put the clothes to be worn into a box and smoke them with spices, so that the clothes that are smoked out are easier to retain fragrance, and the fragrance will last for a long time.

In the past, Miss Si, the concubine of the Prime Minister's mansion, was not taken seriously, and her life in the mansion was not as respectable as some of the maids, and the expensive incense wheels were not available to her. Later, when Qin Ge came through, he secretly formed his own forces, but he was not short of money. But he was born a person who didn't like incense to show off.

The maidservant follows the master, and Qingzhu has a carefree personality. If she is asked to spend two taels of silver to buy spices to fumigate her clothes, she might as well buy food to fill her stomach.

Although Qing Zhu didn't know why her young master thought of using incense to fumigate his clothes, as long as it was Qin Ge's words, she would obediently do so without doubting it.

Qingzhu smoked all of Qin Ge's clothes with the incense of 'Smoky Cedar', not to mention, the fragrance is quite pleasant.

The son's vision is good.

And this fragrance has a kind of... well, it fits the temperament of the young master very well.

As the brainless fan of his son, Qingzhu managed to get things done quickly, and ran to Qin Ge to claim credit, "Master, all the clothes are smoked!"

"...All?" Qin Ge's mouth twitched slightly.He originally planned to smoke one or two pieces to test the emperor.

The girl Qingzhu smoked all her clothes.

However, considering that the incense was personally selected by him, it was within the acceptable range.

Qin Ge got up and threw back the chess pieces at his fingertips. The jade stones collided and made a pleasant clear sound, accompanied by the man's Qingyue voice: "Go, go and try."

Clothes made with the fragrance of misty cedar will not have a very strong fragrance, but Qin Ge himself, who wears the clothes, can smell a vaguely cold fragrance of cedar.

Emanating from the collar, cuffs, and hem of the robe, it seemed to be his own body fragrance.

Smelling the faint scent of pine wood after the snow, Qin Ge suddenly thought of——

What if that sentence was just a casual question from the tyrant?

His aggressive actions seemed to be... following the holy will and trying to curry favor with the other party.

However, the matter has come to this point, the clothes have all been smoked with misty cedar, so it is useless to entangle so much.

...

It lasted until the next court, and the headache didn't break out. It wasn't until Jun Chenbi approved the papers in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for a long time, that feeling like needles were constantly being poked in the head, and then it slowly started...

This kind of pain was still within Jun Chenbi's tolerance.

After all, it's been so many years.

It's just that I can't help but become more impetuous, and I can't help but feel a violent impulse in my heart.

The young emperor endured a headache and finished reviewing all the memorials. When Eunuch Xia saw his slightly pale face, he knew that His Majesty had another headache, so he quickly offered a cup of hot tea with distress.

I thought:

The world says that His Majesty is a tyrant with a cruel and ruthless personality, and his reputation among the people is even worse, but who knows that His Majesty will still insist on handling government affairs every day even if he has a headache...

Ugh.

Eunuch Xia sighed inwardly. After serving hot tea, he first asked the young emperor if he would pass on dinner, and it was not surprising to get a negative answer from the other party.

Then, Eunuch Xia hesitated for a while, carefully considered his words, and asked again: "Your Majesty, are you going to send the concubine Xian to attend your bed tonight?"