Only Yuanchun, Jia Mu, Daiyu and the young Princess Chun'er were left in Fengzao Palace. The emperor took the imperial concubine Yang to Chuxiu Palace with a cold face.
Before leaving the house, he seemed to have thought of something again, and took the little fat man away who was thinking so much.
The little fat man muttered that there could only be one man in the palace, but the emperor slapped him on the head.
"Can you call me a man?"
Jia Cong looked down at the spot where the little bird was, and closed his mouth in grief and anger.
"Grandma, you see, the wind in the palace never stops!"
Yuanchun said something faintly, and the old lady was already frightened, but now she was even more panicked.
The old lady's hands were trembling slightly, and she asked tremblingly: "Yuan'er, tell me the truth, are you in danger?"
In the yard, Daiyu took the little princess to play with butterflies. Yuan Chun looked at the two innocent little girls and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Grandma, don't worry, I have Ning Rong and Ning Rong behind me. No matter how strong the wind blows, We can’t come to Fengzao Palace for the time being.”
"Then what if..., I'm afraid that your uncontested temperament will make His Majesty dislike you."
"Nothing unexpected!"
Yuanchun held the old lady's trembling hand and comforted her softly: "You still don't understand. The only way to fight is to fight. Look at the imperial concubine. She doesn't have a prominent family background, and she doesn't have the appearance that tops the Sixth Palace. Why is she so favored?" Respect? Even His Majesty once said that the Yang family is the only one who holds the title of imperial concubine."
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine, don't you want to fight?"
Endless doubts arose in the old lady's heart. Before the emperor ascended the throne, Yang was only the second concubine of the palace, and there was no communication between the two.
It was forty-nine years after Zhaowu that she really got to know the Yang family, and she didn't understand the Yang family at all.
However, since Yuanchun was granted the title of concubine, every time she entered the palace for an audience, she usually had to go to Yikun Palace to see Yang first.
The impression Yang left on her was always that of a person with a faint herbal fragrance, a gentle voice and a gentle voice...
In her opinion, if such a person was not protected by the emperor, he would have been torn apart by other concubines in the palace.
Yuan Chun smiled and said: "Ms. Yang is the person I admire the most. She seems to be indifferent, but she can be so respected by Your Majesty. Do you think she really has no skills? She is the most skillful person in the palace. .”
After saying this, the old lady became even more worried: "Then will she be harmful to you?"
Yuan Chun shook his head and whispered: "Empress Yang only has one princess on her knees, and she is dedicated to raising the two children left by Empress Yuan. The fourth prince's position in the East Palace is as secure as Mount Tai, and she is destined to be the future Queen Mother. What do you think of such a person? , would you care about the existence of an imperial concubine who doesn’t fight for anything?”
"What if you give birth to a little prince in the future?"
As she spoke, the old lady glanced at Yuanchun's belly, feeling both hopeful and worried.
Yuanchun laughed dumbly: "Grandma, you are so concerned that you will be confused. Unless something happens to the fourth and fifth princes, neither the saint nor your majesty will let my child become the crown prince. Even the civil and military officials of the previous dynasty , and will not let someone with Jia family blood become the prince. The previous dynasty was very vigilant about the disaster caused by the descendants!"
After what Yuanchun said, the old lady felt relieved and regretful at the same time.
She murmured to herself: "It's a pity that our family can't become the Cao family after all..."
"The Rongguo Mansion is already a dignitary of the country, so why bother thinking about it, grandma?"
Yuan Chun saw clearly that the future of Ning Rongjia's family would be the pillars of the country. It is not impossible for one sect and two masters to reach the peak. After all, the emperor once told her that Brother Cong has unlimited possibilities.
As long as the Jia family does not commit rebellion, the Rongguo Mansion will inevitably be divided into another house.
In the side hall of Chuxiu Palace, the door was wide open, and a woman was hanging on the beam in the hall. Her bright red palace dress seemed to be dyed red with blood, which made people feel frightened.
"Sister Qi Bin, when did this happen?"
The head of the first palace of Chuxiu Palace is Qi Concubine, who is in her thirties. She has an ordinary appearance. Her only advantage is that she is old enough.
In the early years, the saint bestowed upon the emperor, who was still a prince, and he served the emperor for more than twenty years. Unfortunately, he still has no children.
She was holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, no
Keep dialing...
Hearing Yang's inquiry, she sighed: "The palace servants from Fengzao Palace came to visit Luo Guiren. She said she wanted to go back and change her clothes. Unexpectedly, she waited around and didn't come out, so... Oh! It's all my fault. , I failed to take care of Chu Xiu Palace..."
"What does it have to do with you? You can tie a person who is bent on death to your legs at all times!"
The emperor couldn't bear to criticize this poor man harshly. If he hadn't been tricked back then, perhaps Qi Concubine's child would have been saved.
Concubine Qi was about to kneel down, but Yang quickly pulled her up and said, "Your Majesty said it's none of your business, so why are you doing this?"
"Your Majesty, he did hang himself."
There are many talented people in the palace. After examining Luo Guiren's body, a middle-aged chamberlain came out and made a brief report.
Jia Cong followed the investigating chamberlain into the house. The furnishings were slightly different from those in the Central Plains, and had an extremely exotic color.
There was a piece of paper on the table, which said one thing in just a few strokes. She gave the hibiscus ointment to Mr. Zhou, and the reason was jealousy.
The handwriting is sloppy, probably due to time constraints. However, Jia Cong never believed that things would be so simple. Based on his experience in palace dramas in his previous life, things that were too coincidental and too smooth were often unreasonable.
"Does Mr. Luo believe in Buddhism?"
Jia Cong pointed to the small Buddha statue in the Buddhist niche. There were heavy traces of incense and candles, probably caused by years of worshiping the Buddha.
The palace man secretly glanced at Luo Guiren who was being put down. When asked by Jia Cong, he couldn't help but shudder.
She replied respectfully: "After your noble lord went north from South Vietnam, he went to the Dabaoen Temple to invite the Buddha statue back. Over the years, the incense has been growing day by day."
Jia Cong nodded and moved closer to the Buddha statue to observe carefully.
This Buddha statue is Maitreya Buddha, one of the three Buddhas. It is made of gold lacquer and copper. It is small and exquisite, no different from other Buddha statues.
Huh?
Jia Cong put the sandalwood placed on the Buddhist altar to the tip of his nose and smelled it. This scent is unique and seems to be very different from other sandalwood scents.
Using some force with his fingers, he crushed a piece of sandalwood into powder, which made the smell even stronger.
"Jia Xiaosan, what did you find?"
Jia Cong expressed his doubts, and the emperor immediately ordered people to put away the sandalwood and give it to Xia Shouzhong to send to the incense makers for identification.
"Your Majesty, I always feel that this matter is a bit strange..."
The emperor asked: "Where?"
Jia Cong shook his head and stared at Luo Guiren's red palace attire, unable to figure it out!
"I don't know, I just feel...don't you think this investigation went too smoothly?"
"It's so smooth, so smooth that I doubt it."
The emperor took the paper from Xia Shouzhong, read the few last words on the paper, and snorted coldly: "Jealousy? Just jealousy. Do you think I am a fool? She is a princess from a foreign vassal and has no close confidants in the capital. Where did she come from? Hibiscus cream?"
"The old slave also feels that something is wrong. The Forbidden City is isolated from inside and outside, and there are strict rules for procurement in the palace. Such rare things as hibiscus ointment cannot be easily obtained by the princes and daughters of foreign vassals who have been in the capital for three years. What's more, Zhou Guiren takes it. Over time, how much is needed?"
Xia Shouzhong's words are not unreasonable. Hibiscus cream is a consumable product. How much hibiscus cream is needed to make Zhou's D addiction so strong?
Unless Luo Guiren's hands and eyes are astute, it would be impossible to make a person look like this.
Jia Cong looked at the situation of the side hall. The layout style of Nanyue was quite different, which made people feel novel.
The paintings on the wall should be scenes of South Vietnam. There are not many books on the bookshelf, but there are many knick-knacks.
There are quite a few flowers and plants, but most of them are seasonal flowers and plants, so there is nothing strange about them.
Jia Cong looked at each item, picking it up and putting it down while shaking his head...
Boom!
empty?
When I put down a small clay doll on the bookshelf, I accidentally touched the inner wall and made a strange sound.
Boom!
Jia Cong knocked twice, feeling very happy.
He pushed away all kinds of clutter here, and it turned out that
Suddenly a small hidden grid appeared.
The emperor also noticed something strange about Jia Cong. When he stepped forward, Jia Cong had already drawn the dragon-head dagger from his waist.
"Your Majesty, please hide first, otherwise it will be bad if there is a trap."
"This is the palace, where did the trap come from?"
Jia Cong curled his lips and said, "That's not necessarily the case. I've read it in a storybook. Generally, secret rooms and the like contain either poisonous smoke or hidden arrows..."
Snapped!
After receiving another slap on the head, the emperor said with a cold face: "Hurry up and open it!"
Crunch!
The secret compartment was very small, and there were no poisonous smoke or hidden arrows as Jia Cong said. Instead, it was covered with snow-white fox fur, and a wooden box inlaid with gems was placed on it.
The wooden box had no lock, so Jia Cong placed it on the table and opened it. Inside, there was only a golden crown for hair and a few letters.
This time the emperor's face turned completely black... No, it turned green!
This golden crown is obviously a man's thing, and it is of the Central Plains style.
Tsk tsk...
Jia Cong secretly glanced at the emperor's green face, filled with endless reveries in his heart.
He did not dare to look through the letters in the box, fearing that if he knew too much, he would be killed by the emperor with a green head.
For a while, the emperor did not turn over the letters. His arms were shaking slightly. Xia Shouzhong opened his mouth but did not dare to speak. The atmosphere in the side hall was a bit solemn, like the biting cold winter, which made people want to tremble.
"Daban, look what's written in this letter!"
"Your Majesty..."
Xia Shouzhong almost knelt down, but the emperor snorted coldly and said nothing.
Gritting his teeth helplessly, he took out one of the letters, opened it and read it.
"Huh? Your Majesty, this is a letter from the 49th year of Zhaowu!"
The emperor snatched it away and saw that the letter was written by a man named Yu and addressed to Luo Guiren.
The time when I wrote the letter was indeed the winter month of the 49th year of Zhaowu. At that time, Luo Guiren should still be her princess in the Kingdom of Nanyue.
The emperor snorted coldly from time to time while reading the letter. Jia Cong's heart was like a cat scratching his head, he stood on tiptoe and peeked...
"Here you go! If you're so curious, you're going to get slapped sooner or later!"
The emperor's face looked much better than before, at least it was just cold now and not so green anymore.
Jia Cong muttered: "I want to investigate the case, investigate the case!"
He said this, but his body took the letter honestly and read it carefully.
It turned out that the man named Yu and Luo Guiren had known each other and fell in love before, but they had to separate due to the obstruction of the King of Nanyue.
Most of his heart was full of longing, but there was only one mention that puzzled Jia Cong.
Zhen'an Mansion!
"It's strange that this person named Yu is actually in our territory in Daxia. Isn't Zhen'an Mansion under the rule of the Chief Envoy of Guangxi?"
Xia Shouzhong reminded: "General Jia, Zhen'an Mansion is next to the South Vietnam Kingdom..."
"I know I know……"
Jia Cong couldn't help his curiosity, so he took out the remaining letters and opened them one by one. The emperor also picked up one and looked at it carefully.
"Zhang Yu, this person is from the Zhang family!"
There were not many letters, and the emperor quickly found out the person's true identity from one letter.
Which one?
Zhang of the former Crown Prince and Tutor Zhang Ting!
The name Zhang Ting was very familiar to Jia Cong, and Mr. Jing had even suspected that Qin Keqing might be the daughter of the Zhang family.
He said doubtfully, "That's not right. My father said that the Zhang family was exiled to Lingnan, but this letter says that Zhang Yu is a member of the Zhen'an Prefecture."
"I know."
The emperor was extremely impressed by Zhang Ting. Zhang Banchao was no joke. He had countless disciples and former officials.
At that time, the Supreme Emperor wanted to kill all the young and old of the Zhang family, so the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty interceded for him, and considering the material affairs in the court, the whole family was exiled to Lingnan.
According to the laws of Daxia, the only way for an exiled person to get ahead is to fight for the last chance on the battlefield.
Imperial examination? This is big
The Xia Dynasty also had political review!
"Your Majesty, look here..."
Xia Shouzhong handed the letter in his hand to the emperor, pointed to one section and said: "Here... Nan'an County Prince's Mansion..."
Jia Cong also stood on tiptoe and came closer. It turned out that this letter was written in the third year of Yuanyou. Zhang Yu said in the letter that Prince Nan'an was an old acquaintance and could contact him more often.
In this letter, most of them complained about the fate of the people, complained about the Nanyue King beating the mandarin ducks, and also expressed their sincere concern for Luo Guiren and sought help for him in the capital...
After reading all these letters, I found no clues about hibiscus cream except for eating a delicious meal.
Moreover, the Huo family has long been drowned by Jia Cong, and they want to follow the clues to investigate...
Um?
Jia Cong suddenly picked up the last letter and looked at the time, the seventh day of April in the fifth year of Yuanyou.
Jia Cong was full of doubts: "Your Majesty, if it were before, these letters would probably have been sent to the palace by the Huo family's female relatives. But who sent this April letter this year?"
"Come here, take all those who serve Luo Shi to the imperial prison and investigate!"
thump!
Before the emperor finished speaking, a young eunuch huddled in the corner suddenly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, this servant is guilty! My godfather is in charge of palace purchases. This letter was sent to the palace by my godfather..."
What is the prison? Except for people like Xu Jin and Xu Qingteng, there is no one in Daxia who is not afraid of them.
What's more, this little eunuch was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He usually heard people talking about the horror of prison, but when he heard the emperor's order to send them to prison, he was frightened on the spot. ..
After a period of intermittent and inarticulate surrender, the emperor finally figured out the whole story.
The Huo family is dead, but Zhang Yu has more than just contacts for Luo Guiren.
There is another connection behind the Huo family, which is in the capital and is even more secretive.
"Send to prison for careful interrogation!"
The emperor looked coldly at Luo Guiren, who was covered with a white cloth, and said coldly: "Jia Cong, go and find out where this Li's Trading Company came from. His hands and eyes are so open to the sky?"
Xia Shouzhong sighed slightly and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, there is only one Li's Trading Company outside Xiyuan, and it is the natal family of Princess Li of the Prince Yizhong's Palace!"
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