Aunt Hou stepped forward to show her hospitality, but was blocked by a sword. A burst of refreshing cedar fragrance penetrated her nose. The hand holding the sword was like Ru kiln white porcelain, and the owner of the sword had a face that looked like a girl.
Suiyu: "What are you going to do?"
Aunt Hou shook the fish food in her hand and said, "Please don't misunderstand me. The concubine saw that Zhaoyi had no fish food to feed the koi in the pond, so she asked the old slave to send some."
Suiyu: "Show me."
Aunt Hou handed the sapphire blue brocade bag to Suiyu.
It is essential to be on guard against others, as any object in the palace may become a medium for harming others.
Suiyu took the bag, took out a little fish food, crushed it finely between his fingers, lowered the tip of his nose to smell it, and after repeatedly confirming that there was nothing abnormal inside, returned the bag to Grandma Hou.
His actions made Aunt Hou ashamed. She didn't expect that the guard sent by His Majesty to Zhaoyi would actually have eight hundred evil intentions. Who would dare to harm her in the palace?
Aunt Hou came forward with the fish food and explained clearly to Zhu Sijia the cause and effect.
Zhu Sijia put one hand on the fence, supporting her head, and took the bag filled with fish food with the other hand, and said casually: "Thank you, Mrs. Chen, for me."
She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Mrs. Chen who was sitting in the pavilion not far away. She hadn't seen her for several days. Mrs. Chen was really much older than before.
As a junior, according to the rules, she should step forward to greet Mrs. Chen at this time.
But Zhu Sijia felt sick when she saw Mrs. Chen and her son, so she simply turned away, opened the brocade bag and started feeding the fish to herself.
What matters is the fish in the pond.
Zhu Scarlett almost had the words "I don't want to talk to you" written on her face. Aunt Hou stepped back in recognition of her interest, hurried back to the small pavilion where Mrs. Chen was sitting, leaned down and whispered back to Mrs. Chen:
"Your Majesty, Zhu Zhaoyi doesn't seem to be very willing to deal with you. Let's just call it a day."
Concubine Chen secretly gritted her silver teeth and said, "Look at her despicable way of being a villain. She hasn't even become a queen yet, yet she dares to treat her elders like this."
Aunt Hou reminded her awkwardly: "My dear, you can't say these things to her face. After all, you still have to rely on her to be tough in front of the Queen Mother."
Concubine Chen took a deep breath: "That's all, you're right, that's it for today."
After feeding the fish food given by Mrs. Chen, Xin'er finally arrived with the fish food from Changle Palace, but Zhu Sijia clapped her hands and prepared to go back to the palace.
Xin'er was puzzled: "Why don't you feed these as well?"
Zhu Scarlett: "If you feed them too much, their appetite will increase, and it will be more difficult to feed them next time."
And chubby fish don’t look good either.
Zhu Sijia walked in front, with Suiyu and Xin'er following behind. As she walked, she was thinking about the sudden abnormality of Mrs. Chen today.
I had never heard of her coming to the Royal Garden to feed the fish, but today she happened to show up with fish food. She must have deliberately arranged for the little eunuch who bumped into Xin'er just now. It's really hard for her to go to such trouble despite her age. brain.
So what is her intention?
Zhu Sijia thought about it carefully and then remembered the time when Yan Xing entered the palace a few days ago. It seems that he also visited Mrs. Chen by the way.
Everyone in the palace was aware of Concubine Chen's recent distress, and some people had advised Zhu Sijia to intervene in the Queen Mother's behavior, otherwise she would be responsible for the crime.
It's a joke, evil people have their own trials and tribulations. It's too late for her to sit back and watch, so how can she help?
Therefore, Zhu Sijia always refused with tears in her eyes:
"I don't dare to touch the Queen Mother's fault and make her sad. Wouldn't it mean that I am unfilial and Your Majesty is unfilial?"
Unexpectedly, Yan Xing could give his mother such a bad idea to solve this problem.
He actually asked Mrs. Chen to please him, and in order to please him, Mrs. Chen even braved the cold wind to create an "accidental encounter" on a cold day.
Since he was willing to let his mother come, Zhu Sijia didn't have to be polite to Mrs. Chen. She didn't mind doing something else along with the flow.
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September 30, Yongqingfang in the south of Xijing City.
Yongqingfang is mostly inhabited by wealthy businessmen from other places. Because the area is filled with Kinmen embroidered households, there are several miles of luxurious houses. It is so elegant that some people call it the "Xiaodong City" of Xijing.
It's just that the people living in "Xiaodong City" are the lowest class among scholars, farmers, industrialists and merchants.
When the curfew in Xijing began, Fu Zhu led top spies from Dali Temple to lurk near the homes where the murderer was about to attack today.
This family, whose surname is Jia, is from Qianzhou. They have settled in Xijing for seven years. They have a second daughter, Jia Ruo, who is fourteen years old.
The imperial guards on night patrol passed by the gate of Jia's Mansion. A dark wind passed by. Outside the closed gate of Jia's Mansion, two bright yellow lanterns kept shaking in the wind.
It was late autumn, and the leather on Fu Zhujin's clothes was covered with a thick layer of frost.
The murderer never showed up.
The subordinate who came with him yawned and asked him: "Master Fu, are you sure the murderer will come to this house?"
Fu Zhu rolled his eyes at him silently. Before he could take back his eyes, his subordinate excitedly drew his sword:
"Coming, coming! There is a man in black sneaking into the mansion along the big tree on the west wall of Jia's house!"
However, the west wall of Jia's Mansion was the farthest place from where they were standing. It was more important to catch the murderer than to save people. Everyone cheered up and followed Fu Zhu's instructions.
Fu Zhu ordered: "The north wall is closest to us. Let's go in from the north wall and avoid the murderer's path to avoid a head-on confrontation with him."
After a while, the whole Jia Mansion suddenly lit up its lights, and the gongs and drums were noisy, and it was boiling.
Several neighboring mansions in the surrounding area also opened their doors one after another, cursing at Jia Mansion, until they realized something was wrong, they hurried to Jia Mansion to help.
Jia Ruo's screams woke up the entire mansion. When the Jia couple heard the noise coming from their daughter's courtyard, they were so frightened that they ran towards their daughter's courtyard wearing only Chinese clothes.
When they arrived in her room, they saw a large group of men in black. The Jia family was frightened and fainted on the spot.
When they opened their eyes and woke up again, they were both helped to sit on chairs in their daughter's room.
The couple took the lead in looking for their daughter in the crowd. They were relieved when they saw their daughter shivering and hiding behind a handsome man, staring at her pitiful deer eyes.
Fu Zhu pulled at his sleeve, but Jia Ruo still refused to let go. He could only say helplessly: "Miss Jia, you are safe now."
Jia Ruo let go of him and said in a soft and sweet voice: "I'm afraid..."
Fu Zhu didn't look at her again. He took out the token from his waist and pointed it at the two elders. He also kicked the murderer who was tied up on the ground:
"Dali Temple is handling the case, and I have no intention of disturbing you. This murderer is the real culprit of the Xijing serial murder case. He committed a murder in Jia Mansion tonight and has been arrested. Please rest assured."
Father Jia looked at the thin, unattractive man on the ground and asked Fu Zhu again and again: "Is he really the murderer? Isn't it caused by a cat demon?"
Fu Zhu: "Of course, in order to ensure the authenticity of the case, I would like to ask Qianjin to go to Dali Temple to make a record. If Mr. Jia is worried, he can send a nurse to go with him."
Jia's father slapped the table angrily: "What kind of guardian are you looking for! I'll go with you! I want to see how vicious this villain is."
