Beside the Taiye Pond in April, there are layers of pink, purple and bright red, the flowers are blooming lively, the surface of the pond reflects red light, and the waves are calm.
However, when Lan Yin stood by the Taiye Pond, she had an illusion. The red at the bottom of the pond seemed to break through the calm surface of the pond and jump up.
A trip to the Immortal Palace made her understand that this was not a simple theft, but a competition among a group of people surrounding the empire's highest power. The only way to stop it is to find the True Bead before the deadline.
"Yang Siji?"
Lan Yin turned around, and a man stood behind her at some point.
Lan Yin was wary. She had very good ears and was alert, but this person could come to her without anyone noticing?
Seeing that this person is wearing a Taoist robe, and the saint believes in Taoism, I think this person must be a Taoist priest, right?
"Who is the refiner?"
"I am Zhao Guizhen."
Zhao Guizhen? Is he the saint's most trusted Taoist priest, Zhao Guizhen? Lan Yin always thought that Zhao Guizhen was an old man, but how could she have imagined that he was actually a handsome young man, or that he was a successful practitioner?
"Master Zhao, it's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Lan Yin bowed and wanted to run away. She didn't want to have anything to do with Zhao Guizhen.
"I've always been curious about what kind of woman Yang Siji is?"
Unexpectedly, before Lan Yin could move her body, the other party's words surprised her again.
"Do you know me?" How could she be able to attract the attention of the most popular person around the saint?
"Yeah, I want to know what's so different about you that made Cui Yuanzao shake his Taoist heart." Zhao Guizhen's eyes were sharp, like a blade cutting Lan Yin's body.
It turns out that this person knew Cui Yuanzao. Maybe he knew about her marriage agreement with Cui Yuanzao, so he had the current doubts?
"Master Zhao, I am no different from other women. I just have a marriage contract with Cui Yuanzao. If he loses his Taoist heart because of this, it only means that he has no Taoist heart in the first place."
Lan Yin didn't like the way Zhao Guizhen looked at her. Why should the man's lack of motivation be attributed to the woman?
Lan Yin looked at Zhao Guizhen without showing any signs of weakness. Zhao Guizhen's eyelids twitched. This woman was indeed a little different.
"Hello Yang Secretary, Cui Shanggong asked me to take you to the Shanggong Bureau."
Just when the two of them were showing no signs of weakness to each other and the atmosphere was tense, a palace maid suddenly approached and saluted Lan Yin.
"I know." Lan Yin replied.
When Lan Yin looked at Zhao Guizhen again, he had turned around and left, his robes flying, and his back was very lonely among the flowers. This reminded Lan Yin of Cui Yuanzao, and sometimes he felt like this to others.
Is this called independence from the world?
"Yang Siji, go this way." The palace maid's voice woke up Lan Yin.
"What does Cui Shanggong want from me?"
The palace maid smiled and said, "Cui Shanggong didn't look for you. I saw Master Zhao confronting you. I was afraid that you would suffer a loss, so I stepped forward and said this."
Lan Yin glanced at the palace maid and said, "What's your name?"
"My maid's surname is Wu, which is the official name of the Shang Palace Bureau." The palace maid lowered her head and said.
Dianji, the seventh rank, the deputy of the Secretary. This Wu Dianji is also a good person. Before she took office, he came to sell her a favor. Lan Yin was a little uninterested. She missed the world outside the palace so much.
"Wu Dianji, please lead the way, let's go to the Shang Palace Bureau." Lan Yin didn't want to get too involved in palace life. She didn't really come to socialize with people and wanted to climb to a high position.
Looking at Lan Yin's expression, Wu Dianji didn't know what he had done wrong, so he could only say politely: "Yang Siji, please come this way. The Shanggong Bureau has arranged a place for you. It is in the Shilin Courtyard to the west in the backyard. Now that the weather is getting hotter, would you like to take a break and change your clothes first?"
Lan Yin thought about it for a while. After half a day, she was indeed thirsty and tired, so she said gently: "Thank you, Wu Dianji."
After walking for another half-quarter of an hour among the flowers, we finally arrived at the Persimmon Forest Courtyard.
After crossing the moon cave gate, a towering persimmon tree came into view. It stood abruptly in the middle of the yard with nothing else around it.
"Yang Siji, don't think this place is simple, it has a meaning."
"oh?"
"Does Yang Siji know the three Song sisters?"
Lan Yin had heard of it, but she didn't know the details. She only knew that the three Song sisters were the best among the female officials.
"Since Shangguan Zhaorong, among our female officials, the three sisters of the Song family have been the most successful. Among them, the fourth sister of the Song family was even named Mrs. Liangguo. They once lived in this persimmon forest courtyard. The homophone of persimmon forest is 'Shi' "Lin'" also means that the people who live here have outstanding literary talent. I believe that Yang Siji was specially recruited by the Empress Dowager, and he will definitely be able to flourish." Wu Dianji couldn't help but show a look of yearning on his face.
Lan Yin didn't want to hear this and just asked: "Where do I live?"
Wu Dianji immediately let out a sigh of relief and led the way forward: "This way, West Cross Courtyard."
Lan Yin was really impatient to play some useless tricks with Wu Dianji anymore. After entering the door of the west courtyard, she said: "I'm tired and need to rest. Wu Dianji can go and do his work."
Wu Dianji was stunned for a while, and his smile seemed to be chapped, but he finally stopped, lowered his head, and retreated.
Lan Yin finally no longer had to hold it, she let out a sigh of relief, walked through the door, and collapsed on the bed.
In just half a day, she met all kinds of people in the palace, and none of them were cheap. It seemed that there were mysteries everywhere, and she felt so tired!
Does she really doubt whether she can escape unscathed? Don't lose your wife and lose your troops in the end.
"Dong dong dong——"
Suddenly there was another knock on the door.
Come again?
Lan Yin covered her head with a pillow in pain. She really wanted to pretend to be dead. Finally, her reason defeated her willfulness. Lan Yin got up from the bed, straightened her clothes, supported her black gauze headdress, straightened her expression, and said calmly: "Come in."
The person who came was a little palace maid of fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying a basin of washing water and saluting Lan Yin upright.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Ling'er, and I am the maid serving you."
Lan Yin didn't expect that she actually had a palace maid to serve her. This was really not good news for her. In the future, she had to get rid of this little tail first, which was a bit annoying.
"Aunt Lan Yin."
"What did you call me?" Lan Yin asked in shock.
"Aunt Lan Yin, oh, didn't Mr. Lang tell you about me?" Ling'er smiled and put down the wash water, twisted a wash towel for Lan Yin, and handed it over.
Except for Cui Yuanzao, no one in Chang'an City knows her real name anymore. It seems that the husband in Ling'er's mouth should be Cui Yuanzao.
"He sent you here? How?"
"Auntie, you don't need to worry about this anymore. It's just a matter of using more tricks. You just need to know that I am one of your own." Ling'er said with a smile.
Lan Yin felt that she might have been looked down upon by this child, and her feeling was indeed correct.
"Mr. Lang asked me to take care of my aunt, so I have to talk about my aunt. My aunt shouldn't have treated Wu Dianji like that just now."
"I find her annoying." Lan Yin said helplessly.
"Do you know that before you were specially called as Secretary, Wu Dianji had a good chance of being promoted to Secretary, but now you are shameless to her, just watch, sooner or later she will trip you up."
"Am I afraid of her?" Lan Yin was convinced that one force would defeat ten groups.
"I'm afraid she'll come in the dark." Ling'er frowned and said, "Anyway, I'll pay more attention."
Lan Yin glanced at Ling'er. This child was very worried. She almost felt like there was another Ling Cong beside her.
"By the way, I have something for you."
Ling'er opened the window with a smile and whistled, and suddenly a pigeon flew over with fluttering wings.
"You can use it to send messages to Mr. Lang." Ling'er took out the bird food from the small cloth bag and fed it to the pigeons.
"Won't Jin Wuwei knock it down?" Lan Yin asked curiously.
Ling'er gave her a look, "There are so many birds flying in the Daming Palace, are they all going to be shot down?"
Lan Yin felt that she was being looked down upon again. She couldn't let this little lady manipulate her. Lan Yin cheered up and said, "Bring some paper and pen, I want to write a letter."
