Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Jiang Yanqing went quickly and came back quickly. I thought that even if someone rushed to Gusu for this matter, it would take three to five days to get the results, but Jiang Yanqing took Mo Wencheng back within an hour information.

"The old guy who used to be the supervisor of Qintianjian has stayed in the capital since you died, and set up a fortune-telling stall in the west of the city. The business is not very good. These days, people don't want to hear bad things. He is The old crow who only reports sorrows but not good news can only make a living by selling some transshipment items and helping old friends from the past. I don’t know that life is so hard. Is it a big family with a house and land, is it worth it?"

When he said this, Jun Ziyou was slowly putting on his coat. The wound on his back had not healed and was festering. The condition was not good, and he did not dare to move too much. After giving him a hand, I realized later that this guy wanted to go out, and my face turned cold again.

"you wanna die?"

"I don't need to look for it, and I can't live for a few days. Anyway, this life is worthless, and I don't care about offending another noble concubine."

He refused to listen to persuasion and insisted on entering the palace. He went to Concubine Yan's Changle Palace without notifying anyone in advance. He should have been blocked many times, but he never expected that no one would block his way all the way to the harem.

To be exact, there were not many who dared to look at him directly, and I don't know if they really believed him as a prince or a plague god who would bring disasters. The maid was startled when she saw him, and almost dropped the shower in her hand.

Jun Ziyou looked up at the plaque, "That's right, it's Changle Palace, if you don't welcome me, just say it, there's no need to throw pots and bowls, right?"

When the maid saw him, she acted as if she had seen a ghost. She didn't even bother to say a word, and ran away. This made Jun Ziyou puzzled and wondered if he had done something unpleasant recently.

After a while, the maid came back with red eyes, she must have cried just now, there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she was obviously frightened.

"Shao, Shaoqing... No, my lord, I was rude just now, please forgive me. The servant is in the palace, and the news is not very well-informed. I don't know that you are returning to the capital... The servant will take you to see the empress."

Jun Ziyou still remembers that this is Concubine Yan's close maid, when the case of the poisonous concubine came out in the harem, she was the one who was busy with Concubine Yan, she should be Concubine Yan's confidant.

It has been three or four days since he became the grand tutor and the prince's teacher. It's time for all the palaces to hear the news. There's no reason for her to stay in the impression that she faked her death and left Beijing three years ago?

With this doubt in mind, Jun Ziyou followed others into the palace, only to find that the layout of Changle Palace was quite different from four years ago, the decorations used for decoration were removed, and the hanging curtains became monochromatic. Coarse cloth, Concubine Yan's dress is also very low-key, she has removed her fine clothes and makeup, replaced the hairpins on her hair with ordinary bamboo chopsticks, she looks like an ordinary middle-aged woman.

Her appearance is not outstanding, she has a straight mouth, her tongue is not flattering, and she is not yet a child, so she can't win the king's heart. thing.

The case of Concubine Li wronged Concubine Yu and brought out the real culprit in Liuhua Palace. The emperor was dissatisfied with her, so he would not let her be comfortable for a long time. It seems that her life has not been very easy these years.

Concubine Yan seemed not surprised by Junziyou's uninvited presence, she was embroidering a purse without raising her head, every stitch was carefully thought out before falling off, Junziyou went over to look at it, but her work was never seen How nice, the stitches are thick and messy, it doesn't look like something made with heart.

This is enough to prove that in the past few days, her eyes are not as good as before.

"Master Tai Tu is a new official. When he arrives in the harem, he should first visit the prince's biological mother, Concubine Yu. What are you doing here in this palace? Are you watching a joke?"

"Hey, what the imperial concubine said is wrong. How boring do I have to be to come here to taunt you? I have no distant or near enmity with you, so I can't offend you."

Concubine Yan sneered, put down her needle and thread, and then raised her eyes to look at Jun Ziyou.

She squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time before she could see Jun Ziyou's emaciated ghostly appearance, and she was also sad in her heart. Back then he ran away desperately, just looking for a way out. Although he survived now, his life is miserable. Ghost, at this point of desperation, he really shouldn't have any thoughts of laughing at himself, so his attitude towards him softened a bit.

"Since this is the case, what is the purpose of Tai Tuo coming to Changle Palace?"

"I want to ask about an old incident... but it has been a long time ago. I don't know if the empress still remembers it. Maybe it will take a while to remember that an old ginseng plant was lost in your palace more than ten years ago. .”

Concubine Yan laughed when she heard the words, "I still think it's a big deal, it's worth your trip all the way to the palace, just for this? There are too many people with dirty hands and feet in this palace. It's not uncommon to go away, as long as you have the ability not to be discovered, you can secretly send it out and resell it for some money. Isn't it normal to exchange two delicious meals in this dark palace? ?”

"Why is the imperial concubine so clear about the affairs of the palace people? Let me explain first that the lost things are not rare, but it caused a rare thing. In the court, an old official named Song drank the ginseng soup. Then he lost his life and made a murder case, is this still normal?"

"What did you say?" Concubine Yan subconsciously looked at the maid guarding the door, she quickly retracted her gaze, but saw Junziyou staring at her every move, as if she had seen through everything.

"The imperial concubine seems to be very concerned about your maid, but this matter should have nothing to do with her, right?"

Junzi You Youyou turned his head back, and greeted the gentle smiling face, which calmed the overwhelmed maid, and turned her head to look at Concubine Yan, still with a serious expression on her face.

"I took the liberty to check. The maid next to you is named Xiaoyun. She was transferred to you after Lord Song's death. She was considered a newcomer at that time. She used to take care of your daily life. A palace maid named Yuehan who was your dowry maid left the palace to marry after that, which makes me curious, is the timing so coincidental, is it just a coincidence?"

"It seems that Master Tai Tu came prepared. Yes, Yuehan did leave the palace at that time, but it was only because I had been serving her for many years, and I didn't want to miss her life's important event. This can also be used as evidence against me. Is there any evidence relevant to the case?"

"No, I believe this matter has nothing to do with the imperial concubine. You just couldn't bear to waste your whole life because of a moment of confusion, so you let her go out of the palace with a soft heart, and wanted to protect her in this way. If the situation didn't allow it, I didn't want to bother you. Your peace, it's a pity that I can't ask her personally now, so I have to ask you, the imperial concubine."

There was a trace of panic in Concubine Yan's eyes, but she was also on guard, obviously worried that Jun Ziyou had set a trap and was just waiting for her to jump into it.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"The imperial concubine probably hasn't heard of it yet. After all, I just learned the news not long ago. The court lady named Yue Han who once served you passed away a month ago. The cause of death is..."

Concubine Yan was emotional, grabbed Jun Ziyou's cuff, and asked with red eyes: "What is the cause of death? Who killed her, tell me... tell me!"

Gentleman You lowered his eyes, pulled Concubine Yan's hand away, ordered Xiaoyun to pour a cup of soothing herbal tea, and comforted Concubine Yan: "Your Majesty, don't be too anxious. There is no evidence that Yuehan was killed by someone. Her The family said that in the past few years, she has been depressed, depressed, and depressed, most of which is heart disease. It can be seen that even if she left the deep palace, she was still tortured by the mistakes she made back then, and she couldn't get rid of her conscience until she died. condemnation."

After hearing his words, Concubine Yan was moved and buried her face between her hands overwhelmed.

Jun Ziyou thought that she just needed some time to accept the reality of Yue Han's death, but he didn't expect to see the tears dripping from her fingers and hear her suppressed sobbing.

"I didn't expect... I didn't expect that sending her out of the palace would lead to such a result. That girl is like this. She has a simple mind and a not bad nature. Those things may not be what she really wants to do. Believe me, You must believe me!"

There is pleading in the firmness, which makes people unbearable to question.

Jun Ziyou nodded, "Can you tell me what happened back then, my lady? As long as you are willing to tell me, I will believe it. I hope my lady will not let me down this trust."

Concubine Yan knew that he was a smart person, as long as there were any details that aroused his doubts in his narration, he would completely deny his own statement.

For her own sake, and also for Yue Han who regretted her death, she will confess everything she knows without any concealment or deceit.

"Yuehan is a good girl. She has a delicate mind and is serious in her work. She has served by Bengong's side for many years and is the person I trust the most. She has a younger sister who has been in poor health since she was a child. She was seriously ill during those days. It's also unavoidable...someone lured her, saying that she got a prescription from a genius doctor that could save her sister's life, but she was missing a very important medicine, which was a century-old ginseng."

"The other party has already inquired about everything in your palace, so she didn't suspect it?"

"When the matter of human life is at stake, how many people can remain rational?"

"But I think the thing that came out of Changle Palace should not be old ginseng, but... ginseng soup, right?"

He had already thought of this, Concubine Yan's heart "thumped", she clenched the handkerchief in her hand, hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth and nodded.

"You're right. Beidi often pays tribute to ginseng, but the emperor doesn't like it. Usually, it is given to the concubines of the sixth palace, or entered into the imperial hospital for medicine. In order to win the king's heart, the concubines must be The emperor can do whatever he likes, and I am the same. My body is fine. No one cares about Curry’s ginseng, and no one knows if it is lost. But one night, I suddenly felt a little strange. Find out what she's doing furtively."

"What's so strange? Madam, do you still remember?"

"It's fog... At that time, it was the same as it is now. It was freezing cold. I felt that the room was damp. When I reached out to touch it, there were drops of water on the door frame, which meant that the temperature outside was very high for a period of time." , will melt the frost in the house. So I went out to take a look, and saw Yuehan in the small kitchen, cooking something in a big pot."

"Is it ginseng soup?"

Concubine Yan nodded.

"Didn't your empress have any suspicions at that time? Why did she need old ginseng as medicine, but she had to make ginseng soup in the palace and take it out?"

"Of course I asked her, but she didn't know anything about it. She only said that the ginseng soup had to have her own blood as an introduction to save people. She was completely desperate to save her sister. No matter what the other party said, She was being led by the nose."

"In the end, she has been with me for so many years and has not made any mistakes. Only this time she stole something insignificant, and it was to save the lives of her family. I was not willing to criticize her, so I turned a blind eye. , close the door, outsiders will not know anything, I also made her acquiesced, and acquiesced in her asking someone to send the things out of the palace, but I didn't expect... the next day, Mr. Song took the wrong medicine and died. .”

If it is said that Yue Han's own blood is used to rescue people, and Yue Han happens to be a maid who cannot leave the palace freely, then the matter is reasonable, the key is what happened after that.

Jun Ziyou questioned: "Although Mr. Song is a high official in the court, his death should not disturb the harem. How did your empress know that this matter has something to do with you?"

"It's... Lord Si Ye." Concubine Yan suffered from a headache, leaning against the table, rubbing her temples, recalling the situation at that time.

"On the day after Master Song died, Master Si Ye came to me and said that a bowl of poisoned ginseng soup killed Master Song last night. The things came out of Changle Palace. I had to give an explanation. Thinking of protecting Yuehan, they firmly insisted that no one in Changle Palace would do such a dirty thing, but they seemed to have expected it, and they did not know what kind of magic method they used. After catching Yuehan, they forced her to confess what she had done. for."

"But after that, this incident doesn't seem to have had much impact on Changle Palace. It can even be said that few people know the secret."

"You are right, because Master Si Ye made a deal with me..."

Concubine Yan paused for a long time, Jun Ziyou was not in a hurry to pry the truth out of her mouth, and quietly waited for her to confess.

After a long time, she covered the cup, got up and walked to the gate of the palace, looking at the three inches of snow accumulated in the courtyard, and sighed long.

She murmured: "Yuehan, you have already gone, I told the truth back then, you shouldn't blame me..." She didn't know if she was speaking to herself or Yuehan in the sky.

She finally made up her mind, turned around, and revealed the secret at that time.

"Lord Si Ye said that the ginseng soup was sent out from Changle Palace, but Lord Song and his cronies didn't know it. They only knew that the stuff came from the palace. Painful killer, so after Mr. Song died, no one dared to avenge him, and they all tacitly agreed that the emperor gave him the death, as long as this matter does not reach the emperor's ears, Changle Palace will be safe."

"He will let you go, there must be a bigger conspiracy brewing."

"Yes... But for Yue Han's sake and for my own sake, I have no choice but to accept his request. He wants me... to help him kill someone."

"who?"

"A eunuch who has a good relationship with the emperor is called... Zheng Yisheng."

Now all the clues were connected, no matter Ding Sheng or Concubine Yan, they both confessed to a very important person who had been hidden in the shadows before that and was not easy to be noticed.

——Si Ye.

What is the purpose of what he did?

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~