My palm print is a bit flirtatious

At dawn, Ruan Lan returned to the palace at night, worried before leaving, and ordered again before leaving.

It was Maoshi when I returned to the palace, it rained all night, the floor tiles of the palace road were wet and clear, and there was a special person sweeping it in the fourth or fifth watch, and there was no dust everywhere.

Standing on the Zhenshun gate, Yang Ping saw him rushing forward, and shouted hurriedly: "Master Governor."

Ruan Lanye closed her eyes, walked towards Dongchang Street, and asked calmly, "What happened?"

Yang Ping followed behind, calmed down, and said in a low voice: "Fan Zi came to report that King Ning died suddenly last night."

She paused and stopped at the kidnapper's door, feeling a heavy twitch between her eyebrows, she frowned and asked, "Is the news true?"

"Fanzi, who was sent out last night, followed Princess Chang all the way to Prince Gongqin Ning's mansion. Fanzi saw it with his own eyes."

She snorted coldly, "It's good for him. Even if he doesn't die, our family wants him to die again." She thought of the bruise on Ayu's arm, and she wished to drag Sima Xun over immediately. Come a step late, she can't imagine what will happen, Ayu has suffered those crimes, and she wants to get it back for her a hundred times and a thousand times.

It was a joy to report revenge, but how to deal with it later was the most difficult thing.

Yang Ping bowed his head and said: "King Ning deserves to die, but I'm afraid I can't cover up this matter right now. I don't know what kind of tone the eldest princess is talking about. According to my subordinates, the governor has to go to Chonghua Palace."

At this moment, the whole court is discussing the matter of cutting down the vassal. King Ning must be on the cusp of the storm. Within a few days, there must be a bloodbath. After all, it is the vassal king who died, and it should There will be no shortage of investigations.

When Sima Xun was killed, the eldest princess was also there, and Ayu went with Sima Xuan. Why did King Ning go to Huiyun Temple, and why did Ayu go to the back mountain late at night?

All this has nothing to do with her!

She stopped and ordered in a low voice: "Order the three leaders to surround Prince Ning's mansion. If there is any suspiciousness, tell them to act directly and don't have to come back to me."

Yang Ping nodded and said yes, the three leaders have followed the Governor through life and death for many years, and they are the most trustworthy people in the East Factory.

She walked forward, and seeing that she was about to reach the meeting room, she turned her head and said to Yang Ping: "You go back to Dongchang first, what you are discussing today is about the cutting of feudal vassals, you must be asking about King Ning, the matter is serious, you should know about it If it messes up, not only our family, but the whole Dongchang will have to be buried with Sima Xun, and the people under him will have to work hard at all times."

Yang Ping nodded and accepted the order. At this point, everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope. If the governor collapses, the people who follow them will have no way out.

Seeing Yang Ping go into the aisle, she straightened out the vermilion python patterns, straightened the gold-painted black gauze hat on her head, and she was still the decisive governor of the East Factory after the night's slump faded away.

Lifting the curtain and stepping into the veranda, the attendants and pens below saw him coming in, and they all stood up respectfully to welcome him.

Sitting down on the huanghuali wooden high chair, Fushun bowed her waist and brought up the teacup. She reached out to take it, sipped her mouth and asked, "What about today's Chongzheng Hall discussion?"

The eunuchs who hold the palm seal in the chief inspector of ceremonies are the only eunuchs, and the eunuchs are supplemented by Bingbi and Suitang eunuchs. Because the ceremonial supervisor has the power to vote for approval, the following are all those who have studied in the inner school. literate.

Everyone exchanged glances, and the eunuch Tan Shichang cupped his hands and said: "According to the order of the governor, our supervisor of ceremonies mentioned the matter of cutting the feudal clan this morning, and His Majesty also approves, but..."

Ruan Lanye put down the teacup, "Why, something changed?"

"It's just that His Royal Highness Prince Ning was absent from the court today, and the matter of cutting down the feudal clan was brought up. We all stood there dry-eyed, but the ministers didn't take over. It made us the chief inspector of ceremonies a target."

The matter of cutting the vassal was originally proposed by the emperor, and the officials did not agree with it, but they were afraid of King Ning's power, and they were afraid that the country would change hands in the future, and he would be angry with himself at that time.These sour Confucians are used to being foolish, the Son of Heaven is not allowed to be presumptuous, I'm afraid they won't know how they will die in the future.

Ruan Lanye traced the stitches on the cuffs, and said in a voice: "Your Majesty ordered the cutting of the vassals. After all, our supervisor of ceremonies is working for His Majesty. Are you an internal supervisor? We don't need to bother, it's enough to make people hold the handle, it's already enough to make people jealous, just do your own thing."

What he said today was abnormal, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. If it was normal, they would definitely get angry, but now they are actually timid, which is not like his behavior.

Now that you have spoken, there is no point in pestering you any longer, everyone echoed: "The supervisor is right, we will definitely obey the supervisor's orders."

She hummed, and Fushun behind her came up to fan her with a round fan. It rained a lot last night, and the weather didn't cool down much, and it was still so hot that it was swirling in the center of the earth. She suddenly thought of Ayu, it was so hot God, I wonder if she is awake?

Would you be afraid if you didn't see her?

"Godfather, godfather..." Fushun called her in a low voice behind her, and then she came to her senses, her brows and eyes were a little dazed, and she asked something.

Xia Bingbi hastily said it again: "The Yellow River is in the flood season, and the Ministry of Industry drew up a booklet, and His Majesty ordered it to be sent for us to decide, but the repair of the embankment requires money, and the Ministry of Household Affairs has been short-lived for the past six months. With so much money, the servants can't make up their minds, so I'm here to ask the governor for instructions."

She raised her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows. After a night of fatigue, she would have been exhausted by now. She frowned and said, "We shouldn't be supervising this matter. Now His Majesty is all on our heads, and we can't come up with any money. Blindly increasing taxes will only arouse public indignation, and our family is at odds with both ends."

This is true, His Majesty is young, and only knows how to rely on Ruan Lanye. It goes without saying that things are done well. Maybe there is no benefit, but once it is messed up, it will be a big hat for ineffectiveness. A few lives are not enough to kill.

She was a little impatient, bad things kept coming, she wanted to take off the burden on her shoulders and go to be with Ayu, but this time she still had to be bothered by these miscellaneous things, whatever it was, King Ning or the waterway of the Yellow River, in her heart, Nothing is as important as meeting Ayu.

Her mind was in chaos, and she couldn't figure out any thoughts. She waved her hands impatiently and said, "Our family suffers from severe headaches, let's put these aside for now. Don't bother me, Fushun will follow, I have something to explain."

Seeing that he was impetuous, everyone feared that it would be annoying if he continued, so they bowed silently and sent him out of the room.

There was a gust of hot wind blowing from the alleyway, which made her mind so stuffy that she couldn't keep up her energy. Seeing this, Fushun hurriedly stepped forward and asked worriedly: "Is godfather not feeling well? Do you want my son to call the imperial doctor to see you? I didn't sleep all night, and my mother's business..."

Before she could finish speaking, she raised her hand to stop her, "Don't worry about it, it's useless, you go to Chonghua Palace to see if the eldest princess comes back? Remember not to let her run into Your Majesty, try your best to support her, almost Someone let me know."

Fushun nodded and said yes, he was about to go to work when he turned around, and after walking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "Is godfather still going to Huiyun Temple?"

There is a large thick cloud floating in the sky, and the sun shines down from time to time, reflecting on the face, this kind of warmth makes me feel a little at ease.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fushun thought he was talking too much, so he hurriedly backed away and said, "It's my son who is talking too much, so my son will go to work now."

This is the time, too many things have happened, probably only Fushun, a bastard, can talk in my ear, I always find him annoying, but now that I am alone, I feel very relieved to have someone to talk to.

She sighed deeply, and suddenly asked, "Fushun, have you ever liked someone?"

Fushun was stunned, squinting his eyes, he didn't know what to say, and he hesitated for a long time: "Godfather, you forgot, the servant is the eunuch, who can you like?"

Ruan Lanye smiled wryly, "Yeah, we are all eunuchs, what am I asking you for? All right, let's go."

Fushun was not at ease, he had never seen his godfather would be so distraught, he knew about the relationship between godfather and the empress dowager, after serving him for so long, it was rumored that there was always such a frown.

This time, such a big thing happened, the empress suffered a great loss, and the godfather was very upset.For a woman, he actually cut off his future and killed the feudal prince by mistake.He entered the palace at the age of six. He didn't understand this kind of thing, but he saw that the governor of the East Factory, who had always been high and decisive, would ask a little eunuch if he had ever liked someone. In this vortex, is it worth it?

Surrounded by hot air above her head, she collected her thoughts and walked towards the Zhenshun gate. A carriage was prepared outside, and she hurried out of the palace.

The carriage left the palace gate, the wind blew the curtains on the carriage, she seemed to catch a glimpse of someone with tired eyes, she didn't see clearly, it was probably a palace man she had seen before, so she didn't take it to heart, leaned against the carriage Close your eyes and meditate on the wall.

Mu Qing left the Yonghe Palace, and walked forward along the Langxia house, the Langxia house was close to the Yonghe Palace, where all the palace people who served the imperial concubine Zhou of the Yanxi Palace were dismissed.Out of the narrow passage, followed the kidnapper door back to Qianqing Palace, took out the note in her arms, Mu Qing saw a line of small characters on it: 'Antidote: Kelp and Tofu Pot'

Seaweed tofu stew?

It turned out to be the antidote for wood and stone. In the past few days, she asked people all over the palace and outside the palace. Even those who claimed to be genius doctors could not cure the poison. Then she suddenly remembered the palace servant Zhou Guifei used to serve, so she went to Yonghe Gong, never thought that the antidote for Mushi is such a simple dish.

Start a fire booklet, click on the note in your hand, and the note will be licked along the flames, and it will be turned into ashes inch by inch.

In the evening, a strong wind blew away all the sweltering heat. She carried the casserole into the Qianqing Palace, but there was no one in the main hall. She caught a glimpse of a light in the top room, and pushed the door open with breath.

When the people in the hall heard the sound, they raised their heads subconsciously, and their expressions were startled, as if they didn't expect that it was her.

There was a moment of silence. Ever since Sima Yu got angry last time, the two of them had never spoken to each other. Even when she was seriously ill, he never came to see her. There seems to be a gap.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly at Sima Yu, as if to please and apologize.He is the emperor, and she is a court lady, so there is nothing wrong with apologizing to the emperor, not to mention, she was indeed at fault for everything.

Putting on a posture she had never had before, she was indifferent to everyone in the past, and she didn't want to please anyone, even if that person was the emperor, as long as she didn't want to, she wouldn't humble herself.

Sima Yu watched her indifferently as she stepped in from the threshold, put the casserole on the table in front of him, then turned around and went out to get the bowls and chopsticks, her small figure hurried back and forth, but didn't say a word.

If it was like this in the past, he would definitely rush up to be with her excitedly, because Mu Qing would actually take the initiative to come to him, without that kind of indifference, and would smile so sincerely at him.If it was in the past, he would definitely jump up for joy, but it is different now, she is the one who wants to kill him.

"Last time, Your Majesty said that he wanted to eat the dishes made by Mu Qing. Today, I made a pot of soup. Come and taste it, Your Majesty."

She leaned over and brought the casserole in front of him. When the lid was lifted, a familiar smell came. When he looked down, it turned out to be kelp!

Sima Yu stared bewilderedly at the pot of kelp and tofu in front of him, opened his lips and murmured: "It's kelp..."

Her mind was buzzing, she didn't think about anything, she heard her chirping in her ear: "If your majesty thinks it tastes good, Mu Qing will make it for your majesty every day, okay? I haven't made soup for anyone, just When I was young, I baked sweet potatoes for my sister, because of this, I was chased and beaten, and fell into the gutter, and I still have scars on my arms..."

He didn't look up, but looked down at the bowl of soup in front of him. His eardrums seemed to be blocked. He couldn't hear what she said later, but felt that his eyes were gradually blurring, and even his voice was gradually blurring.