As a good husband with status, background, and ability, how could Liu An go empty-handed to the Queen's birthday? He definitely had to give her something good.
As the dignified King Zhou, Liu An ruled the country, but what was depressing was that he did not know what to give. He could not go and ask the Queen, right? That would be too insincere.
He still had to make his own decision on this matter.
Scenes of beautiful women flashed through his mind, and he thought of something by chance.
There was a difficult problem in front of him. With the current textile technology of the Shang Dynasty, could these stockings be made? Moreover, time was tight. It seemed a little difficult to see something in half a day!
"Ah Gui?" Liu An said.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Fugui said respectfully.
"Is there any expert in weaving in Zhaoge? I want to make a dress for Queen Jiang.”Liu An asked.
"Allow this servant to think about it." Wang Fugui thought for a moment and immediately replied,"" There aren't many talented people in the palace. However, in Zhaoge, Miss Shang, the daughter of Prime Minister Shang Rong, has been learning Taoism from a female immortal since she was young. Her Taoism is nothing special, but her textile skills are superb. Few people in Zhaoge can compare with her. If Your Majesty wants to find a textile expert, Miss Shang is the best candidate."”
"Shang Rong's daughter?" Liu An's expression was strange.
"Shang Rong is already so old, wouldn't his daughter also be old and yellow?”Liu An muttered.
"Your Majesty, Miss Shang has learned the Dao since she was young and has a good way of maintaining her beauty. She looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young girl, and she is still unmarried.”
However, this was really making things difficult for this innocent young man.
What should he do? Liu An gritted his teeth. He didn't care anymore. He was King Zhou. He could do whatever he wanted. What Shang Rong? Who did you think you were?
"Summon Miss Shang for an audience." Liu An ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Fugui was overjoyed. He thought that he had guessed Liu An's thoughts, so he was quite happy.
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Miss Shang!
Miss Shang was in a difficult position. She had learned Taoism at a young age, but she had not achieved anything. She was also greedy for the secular world and wanted to find a good husband in the mortal world. However, she had learned Taoism for twenty years. By the time she left the mountain, people who were about her age had already married and had many wives and concubines. Many of their children were already grown up. She did not like those who were slightly less well-off. After all, she was the daughter of Prime Minister Shang Rong. Her status was so noble. How could she make do with them?
It had been a few years. Even Miss Shang herself was anxious. However, she had never thought of entering the palace. As the daughter of the Prime Minister, she had heard many stories about King Zhou. In her eyes, King Zhou was an arrogant man. If she wanted such a person to be her husband, she would rather die.
Therefore, Miss Shang had always avoided entering the palace. Ordinary people were extremely happy to enter the palace to meet the emperor, but they were afraid of her like tigers.
Prime Minister Shang had a headache over this matter.
Of course, everyone did not want Miss Shang to enter the palace, but with King Zhou's temper, if Miss Shang did not go, what awaited Shang clan would be a thunderstorm.
Therefore, Miss Shang had no choice but to agree. She had to dress herself up beautifully because Wang Fugui, the lackey, had deliberately said that she could not be careless when meeting the emperor. Miss Shang had to dress up well. Otherwise, if the king thought that Miss Shang's clothes were tacky and humiliated the Shang family, it would be a small matter. If he punished her, it would not be something that the Shang family could bear.
Under Wang Fugui's words, Miss Shang showed her most beautiful side in front of Liu An in all kinds of humiliation. This also foreshadowed a major event in her future life.
"Your Majesty, Miss Shang is here." Wang Fugui led Miss Shang to Liu An.
Miss Shang stood behind Wang Fugui and bowed respectfully to Liu An.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Miss Shang said sweetly.
"Miss Shang, there's no need to be so polite. I heard that you're a master at weaving, so I've come to trouble you with something.”Liu An said indifferently. He raised his head and casually sized up Miss Shang. His eyes lit up slightly.
When Miss Shang saw Liu An's gaze, she felt a wave of disgust for no reason.
When Liu An saw Miss Shang's expression, he finally realized that he had lost his composure. He was a little angry. I am King Zhou, but you dare to look at me like this. If it weren't for the fact that I have a use for you, I would have taught you a lesson.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter? Recently, my mother has caught a cold, and I have to go home to take care of her.”Miss Shang was already looking for an opportunity to escape.
As Shang Rong's daughter, she was usually pampered and had a cultivation background, so she spoke very directly.
Wang Fugui was displeased.
Was he challenging the king's authority?
As Liu An's closest lackey, Wang Fugui couldn't tolerate it!
"Miss Shang, how dare you speak to the king in such a tone? The king can punish you for offending your superiors at any time?”
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