The official in the wall room had just calmed down the saint, and then turned his eyes to Shen Nanbao, "You should get up too."
As soon as Shen Nanbao got up, he heard the official's throat sound, "How is Yongfu now?"
The saint's voice, which was like a bell just now, was now as soft as a gossamer. "She is okay, she just drank too much agarwood, so she couldn't wake up. She will wake up when the medicine is used up."
The official's expression softened slightly, "That's good. Fortunately, it's not a serious illness or poison."
Yi Bi'er said, Yi Bi'er turned his head and looked at Shen Nanbao, "Yongfu is sleeping, your mother-in-law loves her son so much that she is inevitably a little anxious. As a child, you should be considerate of your mother-in-law. How can you contradict me like this?" Where is my maid?"
It is impossible not to show weakness at this moment, after all, every word and deed of oneself determines where Feng Yue and Lu Kui will go.
Shen Nanbao knelt down again, bowed his head and said, "This is what dad taught me."
She looked at the saint again and said, "My dear, please forgive me. It was just now that I heard that sister Yongfu was sleeping and I heard along the way that she had suffered a crime in my palace. I was too eager and wanted to defend myself, so..."
Shen Nanbao bowed his head deeply, "But no matter what, no matter what the reason is, it is not an excuse for me to contradict my mother-in-law. I hope that my mother-in-law will not care about it."
The saint narrowed his eyes and was about to speak when the official on the other side nodded to himself, "It's good that you know. You are not the master of a small belly, so don't blame yourself too much and get up quickly."
Shen Nanbao didn't respond this time. She raised her head and looked timidly at the official family, "Daddy..."
She didn't finish what she said, but her slightly stagnant tone made the officials understand what she meant. He stroked his knees and said slowly, "I heard about this before I came here -"
The saint's face stiffened at the official's drawn-out tone.
As if the official didn't see it, his eyes were fixed on the saint's face, "Actually, I think you are taking this too seriously. Agarwood is not a poison in the first place, not to mention that it is often used in Yongle Palace. If you really care about it, the dosage is inappropriate..."
At this time, the sage came up with Shen Nanbao's statement, "If the dosage is inappropriate, then Yongle is still drowsy and unconscious. How can Yongfu be like this?"
The official said: "Well, there is a difference in the amount of agarwood between those who are used to it and those who have never used it. I have also heard that Yongle often has trouble sleeping recently and always uses agarwood. I think it is because of this. As a result, one is standing here and the other is sleepy. Besides, I see that Yongfu has not been in good spirits lately, so he should take this opportunity to rest more."
After talking about this, if you hold on to it, you will not only look petty, but also look unusual to the officials.
So the saint breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The officials are right. I was too impatient and took things too seriously, which caused such trouble. However, the palace officials in Yongle Palace also owe some money for their work." That’s right. How can incense mixed with agarwood be used just like this? It’s fine now, but I just lost a little bit of sense in using the incense. What if one day I’m eating...what will happen then?”
One sentence after another, in order to wipe out the only two of her own people left.
Shen Nanbao heard clearly and pursed his lips and was about to speak, but the wall official nodded to himself and said yes, "But these two people are originally from outside the palace, so there is nothing wrong with them not doing things properly."
The saint's expression did not change, but waves surged in his heart.
But soon, the official stretched out his hand and patted the saint's hand that was stiff from the cold, "I was thinking about Yongle before entering the palace. I didn't have anyone familiar with me, so I was afraid she wouldn't adapt, but Now that I have been here for nearly a year... I am not afraid of Yongle getting used to it, so in that case, I will send them out of the palace."
When Shen Nanbao heard this, he said: "Dad, if the palace maids are sent out of the palace before they are old enough, their lives will be ruined."
The saint wanted to say that he had committed such a big thing, and that it was not a bad thing if he did not get punished and was only sent to the palace. However, remembering the bias of the officials in what he had just said, he stopped for a moment and said instead: "The officials at that time were not Are you worried about the drought and disaster?"
Looking at the official's eyes, the saint smiled and said, "I heard that the drought this time was caused by too many shackles between the maids in the palace and Ye Ting, which caused the accumulation of Yin Qi. That's why the official mentioned it just now. After Fengyue and the others are sent out, I thought it would be better to select some other palace ladies and send them out as well."
The official nodded and said: "Actually, I also have this intention. These palace ladies have been confined in the palace for a long time, and all they can do on weekdays is to clean the dust. It would be better to let them out of the palace and find another good match to marry, so as to save money." That expenditure can be used for disaster relief.”
When things come to this point, there is no turning around.
Shen Nanbao understood.
Feng Yue didn't understand. As soon as Shen Nanbao led her back to the palace, her tears kept falling, "It's my fault, it's all my fault. I just thought I was paying attention to Chui Yun. I didn't think..."
Lu Kui, who had gone through the calamity just now, was still sullen and patted Feng Yue sadly, "If you say that, then you have to blame me. If I hadn't come up with such a way to use incense for Di Ji, I wouldn't have As for..."
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but laugh when he saw that both of them were taking the blame on themselves, "Okay, this is the best for now."
"What's so good about this?"
Fengyue screamed in horror, "Without us, sister, wouldn't you really be alone?"
Shen Nanbao glanced, "What can we do? Go and tell my father and ask him to take his life back?"
Feng Yue choked and finally fell silent.
However, Lu Kui was worried by Feng Yue's words, "What Feng Yue is thinking is also what I have been thinking in my heart... If we all leave and something happens again, what will you do, Di Ji?"
In fact, before this incident, Shen Nanbao had thought about whether to tell them his and Xiao Yichen's plans.
But then I thought about it and let it go.
It's not that I don't believe that they don't have a mouth, but that one more person knows about such a thing, which puts them in more danger.
Rather than doing this, it would be better to let them leave the palace like this.
After following me for so many years, with constant turmoil and fear, it was time to live my own peaceful life.
Shen Nanbao took a long breath and smiled, "They say that the three cobblers are equal to Zhuge Liang, but you have forgotten that I am not that cobbler, but the real Zhuge Liang, so don't worry about it. Just collect the rewards and leave the palace."
It was said so lightly, but when the day came for them to leave the palace, Shen Nanbao always looked at the two of them in awe.
When Shen Nanbao looked at her like this, Feng Yue became even more reluctant to let go. She didn't care about the propriety between master and servant, and threw herself into Shen Nanbao's arms and howled, "I'll die, slave, I won't leave. The servants will serve the emperor in the palace."
Lu Kui, who has always been rational, also nodded, "Same for me, slave."
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but his eyes turned red, "Don't make trouble! It's not fun to disobey the emperor's orders. What's more, what's the point of following me? After all, I'm your master, but I don't have the ability to protect you." . ”
Fengyue sniffed, "What Di Ji said is true. Although you do not care about the slaves in some matters, do the slaves care about them? The slaves care about their friendship with you, Di Ji."
It would be better not to say this.
Fortunately, Shen Nanbao was not someone who was easily attacked. He patted Feng Yue on the shoulder, pulled Feng Yue out of his arms, and then pulled out two treasure boxes from the cage on one side.
"This is what I have prepared for you. You will need a lot of money when you leave the palace. You pawned these from me. It should be a few hundred taels. You can use them for dowry or business. Anyway, you will eat them for the rest of your life." Don’t worry about wearing it anymore.”
Fengyue refused to accept the treasure box, "No, the officials would have given slaves a lot of silver rewards. Moreover, Diji, you gave us yours, what should you do? You don't have anyone to like around you now, We need money to win over and take care of them more than the slaves."
Shen Nanbao said: "Who can be considered a lovable person if you win him over with money? If you gain power, you can flatter him, but if you lose power, it's fine if you don't add insult to injury."
Seeing that Feng Yue was unfazed, Shen Nanbao added, "Besides, keep this thing. Isn't it just for the Sheng family and others when I marry Sheng Shizhou?"
As soon as he said these words, Feng Yue hurriedly held them over, "That can't be done! The fat and water will not flow to outsiders' fields, and even if it flows to slaves, it cannot flow to Shengshizhou. But..."
Fengyue Xinran looked at Shen Nanbao with one eye, "Di Ji's words remind me that when Di Ji gets married, I will go to the Sheng family to be your slave. How can I say that?" Again later."
Shen Nanbao laughed at her, "Do you have to be a slave for the rest of your life? Why don't you become the master after taking all this money?"
After saying that, he raised his eyes and looked at the outside of the dripping water. It was revealed that it was already past noon. If he didn't leave the palace, he would give up the key. So Shen Nanbao endured the sore throat and urged them, "Let's go quickly. If you don't go, you will be beaten." . ”
Send the person to the palace gate.
As a rule, no master personally sent his slaves through the palace gate, so Shen Nanbao stood there and watched them go away.
When he was no longer in sight, a voice came from behind him, "Don't look, he is gone."
Shen Nanbao paused for a moment, without making any excuses, and just walked towards the palace.
Emperor Yongfu could not help but follow, "I thought you were going to question me."
Now that we've reached this point, what's the point of asking? It is better to save your energy and prepare for the next escape.
Shen Nanbao therefore walked straight into the hall without stopping.
Emperor Yongfu seemed to become more courageous with every setback, and passed Shen Nanbao in one fell swoop, stepping into the palace ahead of her.
The hall was covered with a velvet carpet, and it felt light when you stepped on it, as if you were separated by a layer, just like the two of them.
Emperor Yongfu's eyes darkened, "These are all my ideas."
"I know."
A clear throat sounded.
Emperor Yongfu raised her head, met Shen Nanbao's eyes, and listened as she continued: "You want me to be proud of you, I know, so you don't need to explain this to me. This is your choice."
