Chongzhen didn't say anything, but threw the letter to him.
At this time, Luo Yangxing was well aware of the principle of being an official. A letter could not be read in front of Emperor Chongzhen.
He respectfully kept the letter in his arms and kowtowed to Chongzhen.
"I will take my leave!"
The contents of the letter were so top secret that even Chongzhen's personal eunuch, Wang Chengen, did not know.
The palace people only knew that the Emperor was no longer angry. Or rather, he didn't seem as angry anymore.
"Empress, you should return to the Qian Ning Palace first. I'll come find you after I'm done with the administrative matters.”
Empress Zhou knew that Chongzhen had a lot of work to do. She was really a virtuous empress.
She wouldn't say anything that wouldn't cause trouble for Chongzhen. She nodded immediately.
"Your Majesty, please take care of your body. I am indebted to you and cannot let Your Majesty work too hard. ChenQie cooked the Emperor's favorite sour plum soup and sent someone to deliver it to the Emperor later.”
Chong Zhen nodded, suddenly feeling much better.
Thinking of that unfilial son, he couldn't help but shake his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Empress Zhou, who had left the Palace of Heavenly Purity, couldn't help but turn her head. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Chong Zhen's dumbfounded expression.
It seemed that His Majesty was not angry with his son. It was just that his father, sigh, father
Zhou Kui felt that he could not live his days anymore. As the most stingy person in the capital, he could not wait to split a penny into two. Yet, he had been cheated of a million taels of silver.
It hurt. Every time he thought of this, Zhou Kui, who was lying on the brick bed, felt his heart ache.
"Quick, quick, my soup woman, quickly pass me my soup woman!”
The soup woman was not a person. It was a special warming device called "soup woman", also known as "Madam Xi","soup woman", and "foot woman". It was similar to a hot water bag.
It was usually made of tin or copper and was shaped like an oval or a pumpkin. The top of the bottle had a cap. Hot water was poured into the bottle through this opening and placed under the blanket before going to bed.
This soup woman was not easily damaged and most people would have it. It would be used as a gift during marriage and some soup women would even pass it on to several generations.
The servant hurriedly handed the copper kettle over. Zhou Kui placed it on his chest.
"Aiyo, aiyo, my one million taels of silver, one million taels of silver, wuwuwu ~!”
"Don't be sad, Country Father. If you lose money, you can earn it. If your body collapses, the pillar of this family will collapse.”The servant advised.
Zhou Kui looked like he had nothing left to live for." Liu Fu, my heart is so cold." One million taels of silver, it was gone just like that. I don't want to live anymore. I haven't had a good life!”
He couldn't remember how many times he had cried and wailed. His servant, Liu Fu, sighed.
This had practically become Zhou Kui's mantra every day. Every day, he would recite the one million taels of silver no less than a thousand times.
"Father, it's time to eat. Don't tire yourself out. The kitchen said that they wanted to cook bird's nest porridge for you. It was Lady Wang's order to nourish your body. I'll go take a look." Liu Fu shook his head.
"What?" Zhou Kui stood up from the brick bed."This prodigal old woman, this old man's one million taels of silver have been plundered, and she still dares to cook some bird's nest porridge for me. How expensive was this bird's nest? What kind of conditions do we have? We can afford it. Quick, quick, quick, retreat!"
Even though he had a fortune, Zhou Kui was still stingy.
A bowl of bird's nest porridge cost at least ten silver coins. How could this stingy Zhou Kui bear to do that?
Yan Wo started in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The mainstream view was that Yan Wo was brought back by Zheng He.
"Yong Xian Zhai Notes" records that "The best ones are worth thirty to forty gold per catty.”In other words, a catty of top-grade bird's nest was sold for 30 to 40 silver taels.
"Then, what do you want to eat, Country Zhang? This servant will instruct the cook to prepare it.”Liu Fu turned around and asked.
"Congee, put less corn and more water. He also had a plate of salted vegetables. The salted vegetables had to be a little more salty. If they were salty, they could eat a few more meals.”
Liu Fu snorted. He had never seen anyone so stingy.
Zhou Kui would ask his men to add double the amount of salt when they were making pickles at home.
Not for anything else, salty can save food.
Didn't the salt cost money? Wasn't white salt expensive in ancient times?
Of course, salt was more expensive than vegetables. The problem was that the salt in Zhou Kui's house was not bought by him. Someone had given it to him.
Song Xingchang, the salt inspector of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, would send a cart of good official salt to Zhou Kui's family every year, enough for the whole family to eat.
Liu Fu was helpless. He knew what kind of person his master was.
He was a fellow who had to put less corn and more water in a bowl of porridge.
Liu Fu shook his head helplessly and turned to leave.
However, before she reached the kitchen, she met a group of people.
Who was so bold as to barge into the Duke's estate?
In all of Beijing, there were probably only the Jinyiwei.
This time, it was actually the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards!
Liu Fu was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. He stumbled back to Zhou Kui's dormitory.
Zhou Kui clutched his chest in anger."
"What are you panicking for? I'm not dead yet! Where's the porridge? Have you cooked it yet? Put less corn and more water. I told you to put more water, did you hear me?”
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