sovbooks Chapter 991: Enlightened Monarch
Chapter 991: Enlightened Monarch
Chapter 991: Chapter 991: Enlightened MonarchZhulan turned her body to the side, "I think next year we can find a way to let Chang Lian go out."
Zhou Shuren was a bit sleepy, "We’ll talk about it when the time comes, it’s not urgent now."
Zhulan then said, "Speaking of which, the Emperor’s birthday is coming up, will there be a big celebration?"
Zhou Shuren shook his head, "The Emperor has long said that there won’t be grand celebrations. Speaking of which, the Emperor has never held a grand celebration for his birthday since his accession."
"To tell the truth, the Emperor is really a rare enlightened monarch."
"Yes, he hasn’t been muddle-headed so far. However, it’s not easy being the Emperor, especially when dealing with the noble families and having to balance court politics. To have cleaned and consolidated the royal power to this extent already is quite impressive."
What’s more, he even has a forward-looking vision, investing in the Navy, re
In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed, and the jewelry that Zhulan had ordered was ready. She personally went to the jewelry shop to collect it and took the opportunity to buy some pieces for her granddaughter to wear when she got married.
After the autumn harvest, she had a sum of Silver come in, with several more substantial entries to follow. Zhulan decided it was time to shop.
It wasn’t just the Zhou family seeing an inflow of Silver; the jewelry shop was truly crowded with female patrons.
Zhulan arrived quite early; it had rained the day before, and the weather was somewhat cool. She stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, are these new stairs?"
The shopkeeper smiled, "The lady rarely visits the store; it’s been replaced for over a month."
Zhulan had liked the old staircase, even though it had some dips and felt secure to step on. This new staircase was too smooth; she always felt like she might slip, even if it was just her imagination.
Upon reaching the upper floor, the shopkeeper presented the custom-ordered jewelry. After a thorough check to ensure there were no issues, Zhulan set it aside, "I would like to select a few headpieces as well."
The shopkeeper, knowing the ages of the young ladies of the Zhou residence, smiled and said, "There are actually a few new pieces; I will bring them to you."
"Good."
The shopkeeper returned quickly with several headpieces. As Zhulan was inspecting them carefully, she heard Yao Xin’s voice. She turned her head to see that it was indeed Yao Xin coming upstairs.
Yao Xin approached, "Lady, are you also here to choose some jewelry?"
"Ah, I’m here to pick up a headpiece and incidentally to buy some jewelry for my granddaughters. What about you?"
Ever since Yao Xin became pregnant, she had been extra cautious; she hardly visited the Zhou residence anymore. Why had she come out today?
Yao Xin replied, "I also custom-ordered some jewelry, and I came today to collect it."
Zhulan gestured for Yao Xin to sit, as the upstairs area was quite crowded, to avoid any bumping.
The shopkeeper quickly brought out Yao Xin’s jewelry. Yao Xin caressed the pieces. It was the first time she had ordered jewelry this year. Their household wasn’t short on Silver; it was just to keep a low profile and avoid drawing attention. If not for attending Miss Zhou’s wedding, she wouldn’t have ordered at all.
This shop wouldn’t deliver her order; with her husband’s contentious status, she had no choice but to come in person to collect it. After checking everything was fine, she paid with Silver.
Zhulan’s custom jewelry had already been packed up, as Yao Xin was instructing her maid to pack hers.
"Hold on, I’ll take this headpiece."
Zhulan furrowed her brows. This headpiece was custom-made. She turned to see who had spoken, a woman she didn’t recognize, her hair arranged in a matron’s style. She was well-acquainted with most of the officials’ wives in the capital, but there was no one who would speak so boldly that she hadn’t heard of!
Yao Xin recognized her, and her expression changed at once, "This is a custom-made headpiece; it’s not for sale."
Qiao Wei, supported by her maid’s hand, said, "I thought it was someone important. Turns out it’s the third young mistress from Hou Residence, no, not anymore since you’ve been adopted out. I’ve heard about it. You’re dressed really plainly today, not even able to wear new fabrics. Sell this headpiece to me, and I’ll give you some extra Silver."