eurekapd Chapter 129 Hammock
Chapter 129 Hammock
If you can't change your identity in your entire life, you will never be able to appreciate handsome guys again.
If I continue to be a man in the future, do I have to turn to look at beautiful women?
The next morning, Zhou Chang stood alone in the study, feeling depressed.
She had no say on whether it was a boy or a girl, but since the walls of the study were empty, she could still come up with a "poor idea".
In order to get rid of the embarrassment and shadow brought by last night's bath, she asked Shouhou to find a free and strong net early this morning.
The skinny monkey didn't know what his prince was going to do with it, but he still found a large net woven with thick hemp ropes.
Zhou Chang was very satisfied with this.
In ancient times, houses all had beams. She wanted to tie the net to the beams and make a hammock by herself. Lying on it would be very leisurely.
Zhou Chang thought about this matter over and over again and felt too embarrassed to ask his servants to do it, so he decided to do it himself.
First push the table to the door, then put the chair on the table, and then stand on the chair. Fortunately, Prince Yi is tall enough to reach the beam.
She chose a seat on the right hand side of the entrance, which was next to the window and facing south, so there was sunlight most of the day, which was just right.
"Cough cough..." After struggling for a long time, Zhou Chang finally tied the last knot. He was choked by the dust on the beams.
"Your Highness, look what delicious food I have brought you?" Just then, footsteps were heard outside, followed by the skinny monkey's excited voice.
Zhou Chang was only concerned with tying the rope tightly.
The door was pushed open with a bang.
The skinny monkey raised his head and said, "Ah, Your Majesty, please don't be upset."
"Ah?" Zhou Chang's feet staggered and he almost fell off the chair, hugging the beam with both hands.
As the skinny monkey was speaking, he had already jumped onto the table, knocked over a chair, and hugged Zhou Chang's legs.
"What are you doing? Let me go." Zhou Chang shouted.
"Uh..." The skinny monkey didn't forget to burp at this time, and he hugged Zhou Chang's legs tightly and lifted them up.
"when……"
Zhou Chang's head hit the beam again: "Ouch, it hurts, let go quickly."
"No, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" The skinny monkey rubbed his greasy mouth on Zhou Chang's trousers.
"I'm not upset," Zhou Chang said unclearly, "Put me down first."
"Oh, that's right..." The skinny monkey thought about it and let go.
"No, don't let go." Zhou Chang's arms, which were holding onto the beam, had lost their strength and he almost fell down.
The thin monkey hugged Zhou Chang's legs again: "What on earth is the prince doing? Is it another secret technique?"
"Hey, it's just a rope." Zhou Chang held the skinny monkey's shoulders, climbed down, and landed on the ground again.
The skinny monkey also jumped off the table.
Zhou Chang clapped his hands and looked at the large nets hanging at the four corners of the study room with great satisfaction. The center of the net was about one meter above the ground. The length and width were enough to accommodate more than two people. It looked very comfortable to lie on it.
"What is this? The prince is tied up like hanging noodles with soybean paste." The skinny monkey wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth again.
"This is called a hammock." Zhou Chang rolled his eyes and brushed off the dust on his hands and body.
"Your Highness, what's the use of this?" the skinny monkey said as he neatly put the table and chairs back in place.
"Of course lying down." Zhou Chang was eager to try.
As he spoke, he turned his back to the hammock, grabbed the ropes on both sides with both hands and sat in.
"Ah——" She intended to sit in it, but actually fell in.
The net was too big, and I felt like a fish caught in it.
The skinny monkey stood aside and watched, puzzled.
"Hurry, help me." The more Zhou Chang struggled, the harder it was to get up.
The skinny monkey stretched out his hands but didn't know what to do: "Is the prince afraid that there will be thieves in our mansion, so he set a trap?"
"Thieves? Our palace is so poor, who would be so stupid as to come here to steal?" Zhou Chang was like a fish caught in a net, struggling desperately.
"Help me up, give me your hand."
"Oh, no."
"My Lord, do you want to come out or lie down?"
“Oh no… No…”
"what……"
"Hey, this should work."
"Well, still no."
"Get me out now."
The skinny monkey finally dragged and tugged Zhou Chang out of the rope net.
"What's the problem?" Zhou Chang was sweating and panting, still unwilling to give up, "I saw hammocks in the park before and they were all in good condition, so there shouldn't be any problem with this one."
The skinny monkey didn't have so many ideas. He just stood aside and asked, "Do you want to take it down?"
"No, just put it aside for now." He was joking. Zhou Chang thought it took him a lot of effort to tie it on. At worst, he could think about it and make some improvements. It would eventually be useful.
At this moment, Zhong Yu came in from outside the study, holding a square brocade box in his hand, and bowed: "Give me..."
Just as he opened his mouth, Zhong Yu suddenly noticed the new hammock in the study, and his eyelids jumped: "Your Majesty, what is going on...?"
"Ah, sir, just pretend you didn't see anything," Zhou Chang struggled in vain, and sat back in the chair behind the desk, pretending to be normal, "Do you have something to talk to me about?"
"Uh..." Zhong Yu was suddenly interrupted and forgot what he was going to say. When he lowered his head and saw the brocade box in his hand, he remembered, "Ah, yes, Your Majesty, just now the steward He Xihe from Yuan Mansion brought this brocade box and said it was for Your Majesty. He also said that Your Majesty knew about this and had promised that Your Majesty would accept it, so I accepted it."
Zhou Chang just remembered this matter, and when Zhong Yu placed the brocade box in front of him, he opened it himself.
On the top is a piece of light yellow mulberry paper covered with seals and words.
"Is this one hundred thousand taels of silver?" Zhou Chang could recognize most of the words and was almost shocked. He handed the brown paper to Zhong Yu and asked him to help confirm it.
Zhong Yu took it with both hands and looked at it carefully: "This is the bill of exchange for large amounts of silver from Longxing Bank. It is indeed 100,000 taels of silver."
Zhou Chang calmed down. She didn't expect Yuan Yu to give her 100,000 taels of silver at once.
In the past two months, I was worried about the money in Prince Yi’s Mansion, but now a huge ingot fell from the sky.
"Not right, not right," Zhong Yu was surprised and worried, "Your Highness, the Yuan family sent such a large sum of money, although it is not without reason, but what Your Highness did for the Yuan family before, it is inevitable that people will misunderstand..."
"It shouldn't be. Didn't you say the day before yesterday that the last sum of money had been used up? Now there's more." Zhou Chang took the bill of exchange back in his hand and looked at it over and over again.
On the second day of visiting the prison, Zhou Chang asked Zhong Yu about the purchase of medicinal materials and live snakes.
After all, we have to walk on two legs to do everything, and we can't rely solely on the Yuan family.
Zhong Yu had not seen each other much these days, and was busy with this matter with Fu Ming. He reported back: "Both Fu and the Yuan family are working hard, but the time is short. They should be stepping up the purchase of live snakes, but the quantity is still uncertain."
Zhou Chang estimated that it was unlikely that he could collect the money all at once, so he did not urge him: "Very good, very good. Mr. Zhong will have to keep an eye on it."
"Yes, it is my duty." Zhong Yu agreed, but he still had other concerns. "As for the medicinal materials, Your Majesty, the price of medicinal materials has increased significantly this year compared to previous years. The price changes almost every month..."
Zhou Chang had a feeling that Mr. Zhong was going to start "crying poor" again. "There's no need to be too normal. Going crazy is actually letting yourself go."