What's the matter, too little?

Seeing that this guy was holding his own red envelope and looking at it dryly, he didn't politely say a few words, and Liangchen was not happy.

People should be conscious, the New Year's Eve should be festive, there are red envelopes to receive, and there is a stinky face, are you willing to give you thirty taels, master?

Act like a snob!

When he said this, he was talking about the young man, and he was also talking about the good minister.

Because, Liangchen felt that this person was too young, and his age was here, he definitely couldn't be the boss of the celebrant eunuch, at best, he was a low-grade ministry eunuch from the inner study hall, so he felt that he had lost a little bit by giving thirty taels.

You say that everyone in this palace is Wang Tiqian and Li Yongzhen, is it worth giving a big red envelope and making a long-term investment?

Thirty taels, this is not a small amount, according to the current price, the widow Pan outside Zuo'an Gate is only five big money at a time!

Widow Pan is tired and can't earn thirty taels a day, you are too fucking little?!

Of course, if Widow Pan still doesn't follow the right path, she refuses to earn money by relying on her physical strength in a down-to-earth manner, or she goes off the rails with Hu Guang and Sha Qiandao, and whether she can earn it is a matter of two words.

Even if she can earn it, the good minister despises her, up and down for thousands of years, what is the most glorious?

Workers are the most glorious!

Liangchen thought about whether he was looking for Widow Pan to catch up with Widow Pan when he was free. He is now an official, if Widow Pan sees him again, I am afraid that she will not even want five big money, and she may not be able to paste five copper plates on him Lord Wei.

There are two flowers, and the other one is pressed first, and this one in front of him makes Liangchen very unhappy.

The young man's stinky fart coaxed appearance made him secretly slander: Which yamen are you, what is your name, go back and the master will keep an account book for you, and settle accounts with you in the future.

I sighed in my heart, it was all bad for Wanli, I loved money all day long, but as a result, it was up and down, and a bunch of inner slaves also lost their money.

Of course, thinking like this in my heart, I didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on my face, but laughed, and while looking sincere, I also Wishing you prosperity by the way.

"Oh..."

The young man finally had a reaction, and his hands were up.

What Liangchen never expected was that the other party actually opened the red envelope and then took out the silver ticket inside.

This? …

Liangchen's eyes didn't fall to the ground, big brother, you are such a big person, and you are not a three-year-old child, open the red envelope in front of people?

"Thirty taels, Huitong?"

The young man muttered to himself, then looked at Liangchen and looked up and down.

Seeing that Liangchen has a little numbness, he doesn't dare to ask what you see?

Half loud, but I heard the young man laugh, and then said in a very appreciative tone: "Which yamen are you, what is your name, I will tell your steward when I go back, and ask him to arrange a good errand for you this year." ”

Misunderstanding.

This must have been a misunderstanding.

There is no hair on the mouth, not because of poor work, but because it is easy to make people become eunuchs.

This place is Ouchi.

Liangchen couldn't wait to pluck a few hairs from other places and put them on his mouth.

He hated being treated as a eunuch the most, even if the hair was crooked.

When he was about to open his mouth to explain that he was not from the palace, but from the Wenhua Palace, he saw something out of place.

Hair!

Liangchen chuckled, calmed down, carefully held his eyes again, and finally confirmed that the young man in front of him, who was called father-in-law just now, had stubble on his mouth, but it was not too long, and he looked sparse.

It's not surprising that a father-in-law can grow a beard.

Many of the eunuchs in the palace are pure after adulthood, only the bottom is not powerful, and the top is still powerful, so one out of ten really has a beard. Just a few months ago, Liangchen met Gao Qiqian in Tongzhou, who was a bearded father-in-law.

However, it is clear that Liangchen will not treat the other party as a bearded eunuch, because he does not smell the sachet from the other party.

Thanks to the blessing of the king's body, he told the good minister a secret matter.

That is, the eunuchs in the palace, as long as they are ministered, will buy themselves a sachet to match on their bodies no matter what. The reason is not that she loves beauty as much as a woman, but that it is used to block out smells.

That smell was the smell that day in Jishuitan Racecourse, Liangchen smelled in the house where the second uncle and they lived.

Because of the reason for purification, the eunuch Xiaojie had many inconveniences and sequelae, the most troublesome of which was incomplete urination. Therefore, there will definitely be a smell in the crotch.

The smell is fine in winter, but the other three seasons are very heavy, especially in summer. Therefore, eunuchs with status in the palace, in addition to buying sachets to cover the smell, basically have to take a bath every day if they have the conditions.

Of course, people like the second uncle are not as particular as that. Because, they have not been in contact with the concubines and the emperor for a long time. First, there is no financial ability, and second, there are no prerequisites, so they are naturally reluctant to spend this unjust money.

With a long beard and no smell of sachets on his body, Liangchen now wants to reach out and get the other party's red envelope back, because he is sure that this person is most likely a guard, or a first-class Han general of the Jinyi Guard. Otherwise, I wouldn't accuse myself of having no rules. And the red envelopes he carefully prepared were to be used to make friends with valuable people, this ordinary guard and Han general is really not worth such a waste.

His Second Master Wei's money didn't fall from the sky, it took a lot of blood to get it, can it be squandered like this?

"What are you looking at?"

The slightly chubby young man couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Wei Liangchen staring at his face, but he didn't answer his words. He is in a good mood now, because he has grown so big, but no one has ever given him a red envelope, and he still stuffs it directly into his hands. Although the money is not much, it is always not. As for the other party's mistake for being his father-in-law, it sounds annoying, but he reaches out and doesn't hit the smiling person, and he accepts someone's red envelope by himself, so he can't worry about it anymore.

"No, nothing. That one... I'm not from the palace, I'm just..."

Liangchen was about to identify himself, but several guards came back from patrolling, and when they saw the slightly chubby young man, they hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness King Fu!" ”

This shout shocked Liangchen, and he opened his mouth wide to look at His Royal Highness King Fu Zhu Changxun, who was only slightly fat and still very handsome.

Whether it is Zhu Changluo or Zhu Changxun, their appearance is dignified, the old Zhu family has opened the country to the present, after more than two hundred years, even if the ancestors are ugly, they can't stand so many beautiful concubines for genetic modification, and now, there are really no ugly people in the royal family.

This is very different from the later pseudo-Qing dynasty, the pseudo-Qing royal photos seen by the good ministers in the previous life, including the concubines, can be said to be uglier than the other.

Why?

No intermarriage.

Zhu Ming is a concubine who accepts the virtuous and beautiful daughters of the world's commoners, while the Jueluo family insists that the Manchu and Han do not intermarry, and the concubines are all women from the three banners of Manchu, Mongolia, and the Han army.

The range is smaller, and the Manmeng women are not beautiful, so naturally, one generation is uglier than the next.

Bad money eliminates good money, and it is most appropriate to put aside the Luo family.