After Transmigration: Building a Kingdom in Turbulent Times-Chapter 670 - 664: High Beds and Soft Pillows

Zhao Hu was startled, turned his head, and seeing it was her, he said grumpily, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing her touch the celadon vase, he immediately said, "I can’t give this to you; I only have two. One is for my own use, and the other is for Zheng’er."

Zhao Hanzhang then turned to look at other items. Some servants had already unpacked them and were bringing them into the room, while others were just opening the boxes, so the courtyard was filled with cases and trunks.

A servant came up with a set of white porcelain tea ware and asked, "Grandfather, who should this be given to?"

Without thinking, Zhao Hu said, "Give it to Zheng’er. Such fine items are wasted on Zhao Cheng, better to give them to Zheng’er. He’s at the age where he’ll invite classmates and friends over for tea, perfect for brewing tea for guests."

He glanced at Zhao Hanzhang and said, "Although glass pots are beautiful, porcelain has its charm, especially this white porcelain, smooth as jade, white as frost, it’s top quality."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded in agreement, "It is top quality."

Then she glanced at a newly opened box, inside were translucent fabrics unseen by Zhao Hanzhang before, so light and thin even modern craftsmanship falls short, especially with the delicate threads and bright colors. A servant lifted it, and the fabric hung straight down, showing its excellent drape.

Zhao Hanzhang, not understanding, asked humbly, "This fabric can’t be for making clothes for Zheng’er, can it?"

Zhao Hu gave her a disdainful look and said, "Such transparent fabric for clothes?"

"This is for making bed canopies," he said, "Now that it’s hot, it’s unbearably warm at night, plus there are many mosquitoes, so this Smoke Luo Gauze is for canopies."

Zhao Hu stroked his beard proudly and said, "This fabric comes from Shu, very valuable, and I only got three pieces."

He laughed, "I used one piece to make a canopy for myself and Zheng’er, and sold the remaining two pieces for a nice profit."

Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Why not make one for Uncle Cheng as well?"

"Him?" Zhao Hu pursed his lips, then said somewhat resentfully, "You think I don’t want to? If I make it for him, he won’t use it and will end up ruining my good things."

A servant carried over an item, also porcelain, but at a glance, Zhao Hanzhang couldn’t tell what it was, only that the lid had many grid-like holes.

Zhao Hanzhang curiously asked, "What’s this for?"

"For holding ice," Zhao Hu said, "Now it’s hot, hard to fall asleep at night, you can put some ice inside, the cool air seeps out through the holes, making it easier to sleep."

Apart from that, all sorts of items were being moved into the room.

Even Zhao Hanzhang, who considered herself accustomed to luxury, couldn’t help but click her tongue.

During Zhao Changyu’s time, she thought her life as a wealthy young lady in this era was already luxurious enough, but compared to Zhao Hu, hers was just basic living.

Indeed, Zhao Changyu was too frugal, worthy of the Great Jin’s first person said to love saving money but not spending it.

Standing beside Zhao Hu, hands behind her back, Zhao Hanzhang watched him direct the servants to move things into Zhao Zheng’s room one by one, while she held official documents in the other hand, swaying them behind her back, clearly enjoying the scene.

Zhao Ming, having waited for her but seeing she didn’t arrive, personally came over, only to find her and Zhao Hu happily chatting away, one happily introducing and the other happily listening.

Zhao Ming paused, stopped for a moment, then turned and left.

Changqing quickly followed, "Lord, aren’t you going to invite the lady?"

"No need to disturb her, we’ll handle other matters first; the document in her hand isn’t that urgent," he said.

Changqing: ... Who was it just now complaining in the study about Zhao Hanzhang not coming?

Seeing the items all placed as Zhao Hu instructed, Zhao Hanzhang then sighed and told Zhao Hu, "It’s a pity that Uncle Cheng took Zheng’er to Ruyin County today, so these things aren’t being used."

Zhao Hu: ...

He stiffly turned his head to look at Zhao Hanzhang, eyes wide, slowly building up anger about to erupt, when Zhao Hanzhang pointed to the mat just laid in the pavilion and said, "Seventh Ancestor, we’ve been standing for quite a while, shall we sit and talk?"

With that, she stepped aside, inviting him to go first.

Irritated, Zhao Hu flicked his sleeve and walked forward, sat cross-legged in the pavilion, then looked up angrily at Zhao Hanzhang, waiting for her explanation.

Zhao Hanzhang approached with a smile, kneeled respectfully at his side, and casually placed the documents aside.

The mat was also newly changed, reportedly woven from a kind of aromatic straw and smoked with herbs, beneficial for clearing the mind and soothing the spirit, even keeping mosquitoes away.

On the mat were cushions and short rests made of chicken-wing wood, suitable for kneeling or sitting cross-legged, both very comfortable.

This showed Zhao Hu’s care and consideration for his grandson, as well as his extravagance.

The two had just sat down when a servant came in with tea and snacks, and after setting them down, bowed and left, leaving only the grandfather and granddaughter in the pavilion.

Zhao Hanzhang picked up the teapot and poured Zhao Hu a cup of water.

Zhao Hu looked displeased, and the servant outside the pavilion, seeing this, promptly came in, knelt down, and made a bowl of milk tea for them.

This was authentic milk tea, made with cooked goat milk.

Zhao Hanzhang smelled the rich aroma of the milk tea, took a light sip, finding it not only fragrant but richly sweet, more delicate than modern milk tea mixed with sweeteners and creamers.

She lowered her eyes and seriously drank two more sips, then raised her eyes to look at the still-angry Zhao Hu and said, "Seventh Ancestor, I finally understand why Uncle Cheng would rather let outsiders say he’s unfilial than let Zheng’er serve you from your knee."

"Please don’t be angry," Zhao Hanzhang comforted him gently, "I’m not saying this to upset you, but to state facts. Do you really want to keep being so at odds with Uncle Cheng?"

Zhao Hu stared at her, seeing that the smile on her face had long vanished, and she was looking at him seriously, her gaze clear, with quite an oppressive feeling.

Zhao Hu paused, realizing she was speaking seriously and not out of spite.

His anger eased slightly, but he still looked at her displeased. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

She stood there watching him fuss for so long, only to leave him with such a statement; he doubted she wasn’t doing it on purpose.

Seeing he was willing to listen, Zhao Hanzhang’s expression softened, and she gently persuaded, "Seventh Ancestor, don’t always be angry, it’s harmful to your health."

Zhao Hu snorted and said, "Isn’t it you who gets me angry all the time?"

Zhao Hanzhang didn’t deny it, smiling before continuing to drink her bowl of milk tea, eyes downcast, she said, "This milk tea is so delicious, I really enjoy it and wish I could have three bowls a day, I think Zheng’er would love it too?"

Zhao Hu’s expression softened further, and he said, "If you like it, I’ll have your maid come over and have someone teach her, so she can make it for you whenever you crave it."

Zhao Hanzhang said, "I just pressed on Zheng’er’s bed, underneath is a high cushion, on top are several layers of cool silk, both soft and cool, perfect for summer. When winter comes, replace the silk with blankets, making it both soft and warm, suitable for both summer and winter. I imagine lying on it would be very comfortable, too comfortable to get up?"

Zhao Hu sensed something amiss and furrowed his brows, "What do you mean by this?"