0p0 Chapter 110 Guanyin Picture
Chapter 110 Guanyin Picture
Back at the Yanxi Palace, An Lingrong felt a little worried and prepared to go visit Noble Lady Fucha. After looking around but not finding Caixing, she asked Baojuan, who was watering the flowers in the yard, "Where is Caixing?"
"My lady, Sister Caixing has gone to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to collect her monthly allowance!" Baojuan replied.
An Lingrong didn't think much about it, "Well, then come with me to the warehouse to pick out some things to visit Noble Lady Fucha!
"Yes!"
The master and servant came to the warehouse. An Lingrong looked at the full warehouse and didn't expect that she had so many good things. Most of these things were sent by Zhen Huan and Shen Meiyu, and each one was exquisite and gorgeous.
After looking around, An Lingrong couldn't decide what to give her. Noble Lady Fucha came from a prominent family, so she wouldn't appreciate ordinary things, and she wouldn't be willing to give her anything extraordinary!
This hairpin is nice, but no, it’s made of gold!
This piece of cloth is good. No, this cloth can be used to make new clothes for the baby in my sister's belly.
This piece of jade is nice, but no, this is Hetian yellow jade, which must be worth millions in the 21st century. Millions as a gift? She's not crazy, she's kidding!
Seeing her struggling, Bao Juan suggested, "My lady, this purple ginseng is very valuable and is just right for Noble Lady Fucha!"
"Not good!" This purple ginseng was a reward from the Empress Dowager after she saved Noblewoman Fucha and Zhen Huan last time. It was extremely precious. An Lingrong planned to keep it for Shen Meiyu to use during childbirth. Besides, food was the most likely to cause problems, so this thing was not within her consideration.
"Then, what about this picture of Guanyin?" Baojuan asked, pointing to a brocade box.
An Lingrong carefully unfolded the scroll and examined it closely. The painting was the work of a court painter from a previous dynasty, with delicate brushstrokes and flowing lines. Guanyin Bodhisattva, with her benevolent eyes, surveys the world, her gaze revealing boundless compassion and forgiveness. Seated on a lotus pedestal, she clutches a pure vase, surrounded by blossoming lotuses, a sacred and solemn presence. The entire scene is vibrantly colored, with distinct layers and a vivid, lifelike quality. The scroll is meticulously carved from sandalwood, emblazoned with auspicious cloud patterns, symbolizing good fortune and prosperity.
"I remember it was sent by Sister Mei?" An Lingrong asked.
"This was given to the young lady by Consort Hui when she first received the emperor's favor last year!"
"Okay, let's give this as a gift. It has good intentions!" There shouldn't be any problem with the things Sister Mei sends.
Baojuan put the scroll away and wiped the brocade box clean with cotton cloth.
An Lingrong came to the main hall of the Yanx Palace in person.
Noble Lady Fucha was resting in bed when An Lingrong presented her with a gift, saying, "I have nothing of my own, so I present this painting of Guanyin to you, sister. I pray that the great Guanyin will bless you with a safe birth of a prince."
When Noble Lady Fucha saw her, her expression softened a little, and she said somewhat stiffly, "Today is all thanks to you. When the emperor comes back, I will tell her about your contribution!"
That's all I have to say. Noble Lady Fucha cares deeply about the Emperor's favor, and now that she is willing to mention someone else in front of the Emperor, it is already a great thank you!
An Lingrong didn't care. She was just like that and didn't intend to make her cry with gratitude.
Seeing this, the maid Sang'er quickly came forward and said, "The young lady is very grateful to Wen Changzai for her help. However, the young lady was frightened today and the imperial physician ordered her to rest in bed, so she was unable to thank her in person. However, the young lady has already ordered this servant to pick out some good things to send to her!"
An Lingrong thought about it and decided it would be better to remind her. She took two steps forward and came to Noble Lady Fucha's bedside, "Sister, you should go out less recently!"
Noble Lady Fucha nodded. She was so scared today that she didn't dare to go out!
Back in the palace, An Lingrong wondered what tactics the Queen would use. Even if she could gain the Emperor's favor, given the Queen's personality, she would never let her go. So no matter what the trick was, she had already thought of a countermeasure, so she could respond to all changes with the same strategy.
As long as she wasn't killed on the spot, she could turn the situation around.
Two days later, the emperor returned to the palace and first visited Zhen Huan and Noble Lady Fucha before entering Jingren Palace to talk to the empress. Not long after, an imperial decree was issued, promoting Noble Lady Wan to Concubine Wan, and a day would be chosen for the canonization ceremony. Her mother, Yun, was canonized as a third-rank lady, equivalent to Concubine Hua's mother.
Early the next morning, the governor of the Nine Gates reported that Jiang Shen from the Imperial Hospital was killed by thugs when he returned home, and his head was cut off. The emperor, in recognition of his contribution to treating the epidemic, rewarded him with 100 taels of silver as burial expenses, and promoted Wen Shichu to be in charge of treating the epidemic.