The job assigned by King Zhao was really a fat job.
The imperial palace has always been the most luxurious place, especially for the late emperor and the pseudo-emperor, who enjoyed it very much and collected countless rare treasures.
King Zhao just let her go without anyone to supervise her. If Xu Yin was greedy, this would be enough to satisfy her.
This made Xu Yin realize that some of his impressions might be wrong.
She always thought that in the previous life, Yan Ling had made great achievements in battle, but was forced to flee to the border by Yan Cheng. This was because King Zhao favored the eldest son. But now it seems that King Zhao also trusted his second son wholeheartedly - don't trust her, don't you also trust Yan Ling? ——So, Yan Ling might not have lost in the previous life? After all, she was too busy taking care of herself at that time, and the information she got was just hearsay.
There was no way to find an answer to this question, so Xu Yin stopped exploring and focused on the matter at hand.
In the evening, Wen Yi came back from the palace and reported today's affairs: "Third Miss, we found the secret vault of the false emperor."
Xu Yin took the brochure he handed over and sighed as he flipped through it: "The false emperor is really extravagant. If these things are used for people's livelihood, at least the people in Gyeonggi will not be in dire straits."
Wen Yi nodded in agreement and presented another wooden box: "Look at this, it was also found from the pseudo-emperor's secret treasury."
Xiaoman took it and opened it in front of Xu Yin.
The box contains porcelain bottles, which are placed in different grids according to color.
Xu Yin picked up a white bottle and was about to open it when Wen Yi stopped him.
"Third Miss, be careful! This place is filled with poison."
Xu Yin was startled for a moment.
Wen Yi said: "My subordinate asked Doctor Huang to see it. It is the kind of poison that you have been poisoned by. The white one contains the poison, and the green one contains the antidote. The false emperor uses this to control his confidants, and only gives the antidote when he obeys - It was indeed him who attempted to murder your lord in the first place."
Xu Yin was silent for a moment and asked: "Who else knows?"
Wen Yi shook his head: "Except for Doctor Huang, there is no one else."
Xu Yin nodded, and asked Xiao Man to move the charcoal basin, uncork the white bottle, and throw it in to burn.
"This is not a good thing, so there is no need to register it," she said.
Wen Yi respectfully agreed and then left.
Xu Yin looked at the antidote in this box and sighed. In her previous life, she was tortured by the poison to the point of death, but she didn't know that the antidote was actually around her. Every time Emperor You watched her attack, did he laugh in his heart? Let him It was a real advantage for him to die so simply!
At night, Yan Ling came.
Since arriving in Beijing, both of them have been extremely busy, and it is not easy for them to meet each other.
Seeing that he had not taken off his armor, Xu Yin asked, "Have you eaten? If not, can you eat here by the way?"
Yan Ling agreed. King Zhao lived in Bowen Hall, and he was alone when he returned home.
Yan Ji brought a change of clothes, and after Yan Ling washed up, she had a meal with her, and finally the two of them could be alone for a while.
"I just went to see my father. I heard that you have taken care of all the affairs of the clan? My father has always praised you, saying that you are careful and considerate. He does not need to touch the documents submitted, and just issue them directly."
Yan Ling said this with elation, as if she was praising herself.
Xu Yin smiled: "Are you sure the prince doesn't care about you?"
"Of course not." Yan Ling quickly denied, "If you don't believe me, just wait and see, my father will definitely have some errands for you later."
Xu Yin was naturally happy to be recognized by King Zhao. But she was concerned about more and more things, and she always had hidden worries in her heart. Yan Cheng was about to enter the capital, did he really not care?
Forget it, there is no point in rushing this matter. Princess Zhao is still alive and well, maybe the rebellion between the brothers in the previous life will not happen?
So she changed the subject: "How are you doing over there? Have the Forbidden Army been integrated?"
Speaking of this, Yan Ling complained to her: "I really don't know how they were managed in the past. These imperial guards are all smooth-faced. From the looks of it, only Long Xiangwei and Jinwuwei are more likeable. The others can be picked out."
Half of it is pretty good. Once the recruitment is completed, we have to intensify our training. Even if we capture the capital, we are still far from truly pacifying the world!"
Xu Yin nodded in agreement: "Among the rebels who came to Beijing together, only a few are sincerely loyal. He Xing's army is basically trustworthy. Zhao can only believe half of it at the moment. Liang Xing may still cause trouble."
"Yes! When eldest brother comes to Beijing, I guess I will go on another expedition." After saying that, Yan Ling looked at her.
Xu Yin hesitated and asked, "Should I go with you?"
Seeing that she didn't understand what he meant, Yan Ling was angry and funny, so she simply pointed out: "Is my father-in-law coming to Beijing soon? Isn't it time for our marriage to be arranged?"
Ah, so that's what he said...
Xu Yin thought for a while, it had been a year since the marriage was decided, and the next war would last for who knows how many years. The past few months were indeed rare free days - although not very free.
"When father arrives, you can go and ask."
This was what the promise meant. Yan Ling suddenly smiled and wanted to hug her, but he didn't dare. In the end, he just reached out and held her hand.
Speaking of marriage, he has been thinking about it for a long time: "We will definitely get married in the original Duke's Mansion, but my father and I asked for Prince Yi's mansion. When we get down, we will ask people to repair it and then move there. In a few days
I'll send you the drawings and you can see which style you like."
As he spoke, he complained again: "Actually, Prince Duan's Mansion next door is better, but it was the residence of the false emperor, so it's so unlucky."
Xu Yin burst out laughing. King Yi committed suicide, and the whole family was scattered. It was no good luck!
While the two were talking, Miss Qi came over to deliver the paperwork.
"Third Miss, this is the list of objects in each palace. It has been recorded. Please take a look."
She is busy these days, and even her subordinates have no time to spare. Xu Yin accepted it and said warmly: "It's late, you should go and have a rest. If you are tired and sick, I won't be able to keep up."
This was recognition from her boss, and Miss Qi couldn't help but smile: "Yes."
After she left, Yan Ling asked, "You're not so busy every day, are you?"
Xu Yin opened the roster: "The princess will be here soon. Since I took over the errand, I have to finish it, right?"
Yan Ling knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he took out two books from inside: "Let me help you, do this quickly - this is the old one, this is the new one, do you want to check?"
Xu Yin shook his head: "The inner court was in chaos for more than a day or two, and the old books have long been of no reference value. Just look at the new books to get a rough idea of the situation."
This is very simple. Yan Ling talked to her while reading: "Your Majesty is so small now. There are only a few concubines in the palace, and most of the palaces are idle. I think a lot of things in the inner treasury can be sold off to use it as military expenses and to provide for people's livelihood."
Forget it, tell the treasury to relax."
When he said this, Xu Yin asked smoothly: "Did the prince tell you about the lack of money?"
Yan Ling hummed: "What the false emperor left behind is a mess. Money is needed to train troops and secure the people."
Xu Yin was reminded by him and said: "Then I will ask them to divide the things tomorrow. Put the things that are not suitable for leakage and cannot be sold for money in one place. The things that can be sold will be recorded in another book and the value will be estimated. In this way, the prince will feel happy.
Countless."
Yan Ling couldn't help but said: "When you present it, father will praise you again."
Xu Yin smiled: "Isn't this your idea?"
While flipping through the book, Yan Ling suddenly paused and pointed at a line of words: "Why does this thing look familiar to me?"