Qing Yan

Great Zhou Imperial Capital, West Market.

At the door of an inconspicuous small tea house, an inconspicuous carriage stopped.

A plump white hand lifted up a corner of the car curtain, poked his head, and scanned around cautiously. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he moved his fat body to pay the fare and got out of the car.

The coachman collected the fare, thanked him, raised his whip and drove away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He didn't take the behavior of this fat middle-aged man very seriously.In the imperial capital, at the feet of the emperor, who is there?What's wrong?And make your own money, meddle in other people's business?

He can be regarded as a veteran, he has been in the industry for a long time, he has met many people and experienced many things, the first time he saw the middle-aged man's white face and beardless appearance, his heart was [-]｜[-] points: This must be from the palace. Or which servant in the clan's mansion.

The fat middle-aged man opened the door and lifted the curtain to enter the teahouse, ignored Dr. Cha's words, went up the second floor with ease, and went straight to the private room.

Dr. Cha followed closely, asked about the reason, hurriedly opened the door of the private room, wiped the table and chairs, and respectfully invited the man to sit down.

The middle-aged man was obviously used to bossing around, and he was full of style in his gestures, but his pair of bright and small eyes did not rest for a moment, and swept the inside and outside of the private room, even the corners.

The person he met hadn't arrived yet, and this fact made him a little more irritable and nervous. He simply ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and waited while drinking, while also suppressing his own shock.

Seeing that the pot of tea was almost gone, the middle-aged man became more and more impatient.He got up impatiently and paced back and forth in the room a few times.Even though he was used to big battles, under such circumstances, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Just when he couldn't stay any longer and was about to leave, there was a knock at the door, and a person entered through the curtain.

"Hehe! Manager Shen Da has been waiting for a long time!" It was a slightly older voice, but judging by the appearance, it was only about forty.

That's right, this white and fat middle-aged man is none other than Shen Cheng, the chief steward of Kuntai Palace.

As soon as he heard the other party's voice, he stopped in his footsteps, and when he looked up, he was shocked immediately, with a look of guard on his face.

"You, you, who are you?"

The visitor laughed, as if laughing at his fuss, "What? You don't even recognize the voice of your old friend?"

Shen Cheng looked at him tremblingly, "You, are you really... Butler Yu?"

"Haha! It's the old man!"

The other party didn't care about his vigilant appearance, and sat on the opposite side of where he was sitting before, threw off the cloak and hood on his head, and greeted the following tea doctor to serve a new pot of tea.

Shen Cheng looked at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down on the opposite side of him.

After Dr. Cha served the tea, bowed back, and closed the door, Shen Chengcai asked worriedly: "Yu, steward Yu, you, your face?"

Butler Yu took a sip of the tea soup, squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Shen, don't panic, it's because I have an enemy in this capital city. If I show my true colors to others, I'm afraid that my enemy will treat me secretly." unfavorable."

Shen Cheng couldn't help but tremble when he heard the words, his heart suddenly turned cold, "Then the last, last time you saw me..."

"That face is naturally fake!" Butler Yu didn't hide it from him.

Shen Cheng's heart was completely chilled: I took on such a big relationship, just for the few thousand taels of silver, but I didn't even see the other party's true face...

Steward Yu didn't allow him to think too much, and asked directly: "Recently, the nobles in the palace, what happened?"

As he spoke, he put a bank note on the table and pushed it in front of Shen Cheng's eyes.

Shen Cheng subconsciously glanced at the word "two thousand" printed on the bank note, swallowed unnaturally, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, and said: "The queen mother is ill, and is currently receiving medical treatment... "

Butler Yu raised his eyebrows, "What else?"

Shen Cheng's throat tightened, and he couldn't help but said: "Yu, steward Yu, you also said that your master only wants to curry favor with the imperial court, and it is best to receive internal money, buy a living, and earn a lot of money... ...For this reason, our family agreed to help you. You...you always ask about the nobles in the palace, yes, what is the reason?"

When Steward Yu heard what he said, a sternness flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, before returning to normal.

"Master Shen University, don't underestimate the matter that the old man asked, the knowledge in it is so great!"

Shen Chengjiu served in the palace, and he had the most experience in observing words and expressions. The cold light that flashed across the housekeeper's eyes just now made him fearful, as if he was a live pig waiting to be slaughtered on the shelf, while the other party was sharpening his knife, Weighing against where to start.

Out of fear, there was a trace of confusion in his mind, and he didn't even think about answering the question: "What knowledge?"

Steward Yu grinned, "It's like what you said just now, Manager Shen Da. The Queen Mother is ill. If you ask the doctor for medicine, the palace must need valuable medicinal materials. My master has a wide range of businesses, and there are actually several decent medicine shops. At that time, you can order people to collect some precious medicinal materials from the people and send them to the palace. If the Empress Dowager uses them, if you can recover from illness immediately, wouldn’t it be a great achievement for Chief Shen?"

Although Shen Cheng was greedy for money, after all, he had been immersed in the palace for many years. After a sudden fear and confusion, his mind returned to a bit clear.

He stood up abruptly, and pushed the bank note back in front of Butler Yu.

Butler Yu gritted his teeth and looked at him.

Pushing away the fat that reached his mouth like this, Shen Cheng also felt heartache, but compared with money, his own life is still more important.

"Yu Steward, our family has inherited your wrong love and entrusted your master's business... But, our family is humble and humble, and there are many things that we really can't help... So, I will leave!"

As he spoke, he didn't dare to stay at all, and walked away.

Before he could take three steps, he heard a cold shout from behind: "So you want to leave?"

Shen Cheng's fat body trembled, and in the blink of an eye, Butler Yu had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Cheng's mind was buzzing for a moment: This man knows martial arts, I'm afraid it's hard to explain today...

Butler Yu was not in a hurry, and looked at him with a smile: "Why does Manager Shen need to leave in such a hurry? We still have business to do!"

Shen Cheng's legs softened, and he almost knelt down, "Butler Yu! Master Yu! The little one is just a lowly person who serves others, you... just treat me as a fart and let me go!"

Butler Yu looked up to the sky and said haha, "Director Shen, are you afraid of me?"

"Scared! I'm really scared..." Shen Cheng honestly admitted.

Butler Yu's gaze sharpened suddenly: "Afraid? This old man won't let you go!"

Shen Cheng was frightened and cried.

But Butler Yu took a step forward, opened Shen Cheng's mouth with one hand, reached into his arms with the other, took out a small jade-white bottle, uncorked the bottle, and poured it straight into Shen Cheng's mouth.

Shen Cheng felt a pill-shaped thing in his mouth, which was cold.

He was frightened to death, thinking that housekeeper Yu had fed him poison, so he resorted to eating.Grandma struggled desperately, but to no avail, she could only make a strange sound of terrified "ho ho ho".

Steward Yu seemed to enjoy his fear very much, with a cruel smile on his lips, he held the bottle in his arms, pinched Shen Cheng's throat with his two free fingers, and exerted a little force——

There was only a light "cough", and the pill just fell into Shen Cheng's belly.Steward Yu immediately waved his hands, and threw Shen Cheng to the ground in disgust.

Shen Cheng couldn't care about anything else, lying on the ground, retching vigorously, trying to spit out the pill.

"Don't bother!" Steward Yu's voice was much colder than before, "That thing melts in your stomach, it has already been integrated into your body."

"You, you!" Shen Cheng pointed at him angrily with trembling hands, "I have no grievances with you, why... ahem... why did you want to kill me!"

Butler Yu snorted disdainfully: "Hit you? This is to look down on you! I gave you this because you are useful! You should be grateful!"

Shen Cheng was still not reconciled, he pinched his throat with both hands, and said "hoho" in his mouth.

Butler Yu ignored him, and said to himself: "This medicine will not kill you. As long as you obediently do things for the Lord, the old man will give you the antidote every month!"

As he spoke, he changed the subject: "But if you dare to inform, or do something against the will of the lord... Huh! There will be no antidote, and every bone in your body will be broken, and your flesh will be destroyed. The pieces are rotten, and the death is extremely miserable!"

When Shen Cheng heard this, all the strength in his body was sucked out instantly, and cold sweat soaked his underwear instantly.

Steward Yu continued to threaten him coldly: "I don't know if your fat body will be worse than others..."

Shen Cheng was powerlessly slumped on the ground, his voice was already trembling out of shape——

"You, you, you...you are, you belong to Beizheng!"

But Butler Yu said contemptuously: "Bei Zheng is a fart! A child plays tricks! My lord is the master of this world!"

In Kuntai Palace, Jing Yan woke up leisurely.

This sleep was sound and dreamless, and the moment of falling asleep seemed to have happened just a moment ago.How long has it been since you slept so well?

Smelling the familiar smell of sweet-scented osmanthus at the end of his nose, Jing Yan blushed slightly.

At that moment, a thought flashed across her mind: Could it be that she has fallen to the point where she can only sleep peacefully if she is hugged by Wuyou?

This may be the truth.

For such a self, she felt ashamed and helpless——

The majestic Empress Dowager Zhou, the late emperor's wife, was a woman whose body and mind could not be consistent.

It's really sad.

Jing Yan slowly turned his eyes back to Yu Wenrui's face who was close at hand——

From the beginning to the end, worry-free is an existence that cannot be ignored.Whether it is the heir apparent recognized by the first emperor, or the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, or even now, hold yourself tightly like a girl holding a treasure.

This child has a stronger and stronger consciousness and ability to occupy his heart.

Is it a habit?It must be that I have been used to the existence of this child for ten years. She is lively, flamboyant, exuding youthful vigor... the warmth is just like what she gave herself.

But, she is Yu Wenrui, not Yu Wenzhe, so I shouldn't be greedy for the warmth and...love she gives.

She is ten years younger than me!

No!It's not a matter of age, it's just because she is Yu Wenrui, not Yu Wenzhe.Just because of that!

She is her own child, she shouldn't have such thoughts about herself, that's wrong, she should be strangled in her infancy...

Jing Yan was like this, quietly looking at Yu Wenrui's sleeping face, but his heart was suffering like cooking with oil.

She was tired of thinking, physically and mentally exhausted, and the boundless drowsiness swept over her mercilessly again.

Sleep for a while, just for a while...

She was hypnotizing herself, but her body involuntarily leaned against Yu Wenrui's arms.Even in his sleep, the little emperor's body reacted spontaneously, and he hugged Jing Yan very naturally.

Destined to be another good sleep.