Yun Shang was silent for a long time, then folded the parchment again. Ming Qianzhi lit the lamp, stretched the parchment over the light and burned it. When the parchment burned, there was a burning smell.
Yun Shang frowned and watched it burn away bit by bit before ordering Qian Zhui to take care of the ashes.
Yun Shang raised her eyes and looked at the jumping flames. After a long time, she cheered up. She raised her head and looked at Qian Zui who was busy and said, "What do you think is the best way to stop rumors?"
Qian Zui was stunned for a moment, with a bit of confusion in his eyes. He turned around and thought about it, and answered with some uncertainty: "Rumors only stop with the wise. Just don't believe them. No matter what kind of rumors, they will fade away."
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Yun Shang raised the corner of her mouth and smiled faintly: "Rumors, not real news, can stop the wise. The best way now is to make people believe that the news they spread is false."
Yun Shang pursed her lips. She had done this before when she was in Ning Kingdom, but at that time she had a unique condition, that is, Master Wu Na was here, and Master Wu Na was very respected in Ning Kingdom, and his status was almost like a god.
But in this Xia Kingdom, there is no one like this who can help her.
Yun Shang slowly closed her eyes and kept mumbling, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain.
After a while, he opened his eyes, and a firm look flashed in his eyes: "Qingming Festival, it's only March now, and there's still nearly a month left before Qingming Festival, so there's still time for everything."
She still has a chance to manipulate some things in such a short period of time to make the whole situation different. Yun Shang laughed as she thought about it. This is a great challenge, isn't it? Just think about it.
It's exciting.
Yun Shang thought about it, then raised her eyes and said to Qian Zui: "You can take my token and go out of the palace tomorrow to look for Ning Qian, and ask her to find a way to find someone who looks like an immortal.
A middle-aged man, as a Taoist priest, is placed in a Taoist temple near Jincheng. It is best to replace the temple master, set up rules, and make three hexagrams every day. Send three people to divination every day, and then find ways to spread the word.
When he went there, he said that his divination was extremely accurate and that he was a god descending to earth."
Qian Zhi was a little confused, but seeing a bit of solemnity in Yun Shang's expression, he quickly agreed.
Yun Shang walked to the chair and sat down, slowly closing her eyes. One month, what's enough for one month? It's enough for her to create a Wu Na Master out of thin air. Maybe his reputation and status are not as good as those of the Wu Na Master that has been accumulated for a long time.
It's high, but it's enough to deal with the matter after one month.
In the past, she always thought that it was no big deal if the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. But she forgot that more important than these was to nip the dangers in the bud. Let all the hidden dangers disappear before they even begin.
Being blocked by her, this time, she had to work hard on this defensive word.
Yun Shang thought about it, then walked back to the soft couch, picked up a book of medical skills, and read through it carefully.
In the past few days, some news came from the Shangyi Bureau and the secret guards who were keeping an eye on various palaces. She ordered Yu Nianhao to keep an eye on the palace people in the Shangyi Bureau, and she actually found some.
Because Yun Shang made people panic, she couldn't sit still and contacted others secretly. At the same time, several concubines and concubines were also involved.
Yun Shang wrote down the names of those individuals one by one and handed them over to the secret guards for careful investigation. As expected, they found out many secrets in the palace. Yun Shang listed all the people with some status in the palace.
They are divided into two categories, one is people who are harmful to her, and the other is safe people.
Externally, Yun Shang has been claiming that the person who poisoned the clothes has never been found, and everyone is worried. But suddenly, ghosts started to appear in the harem starting from the Treasure Pavilion.
Suddenly, people in the palace were in panic. They were talking about it during the day. They said that at midnight, white shadows were vaguely seen floating outside the Zhenbao Pavilion, and intermittent crying could be heard.
There are different opinions as to the identity of the ghost. Some people say that a palace man had hanged himself in the Treasure Pavilion before. Presumably, the palace man had been wronged and came back to claim his life.
Some people also say that Zhenbao Pavilion was once burned down, and many people died. They may also be lonely ghosts who were burned to death in the fire.
The person who was most affected was Yang Mingzhu, the manager of Zhenbao Pavilion. It was said that the person who saw the white shadow that day was Yang Mingzhu. Yang Mingzhu was so frightened that she fainted on the spot. When she woke up, she was also a little confused. Once someone
Whenever he touches her, he will make her scream repeatedly, shouting: "Don't look for me, don't look for me, it's not me who kills you."
When Yun Shang heard the report from the palace people, she was talking to several concubines. When she heard this, she frowned, with a bit of worry in her eyes: "I'm afraid she was so frightened that she started talking nonsense.
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On the side, Concubine Wan, the mother of the Nineteenth Prince, looked a little hesitant when she heard this, and said softly: "Could it be that some messy dirty thing got on you?"
Hearing this, Yun Shang's eyes were full of worry. She thought for a while and then said: "Mr. Yang manages the Zhenbao Pavilion, and now he is so ill. This makes me worried. I'd better go and take a look."
When the concubines and concubines heard this, they quickly said: "Zhenbao Pavilion has also made a lot of beautiful jewelry for our sisters. Now Mr. Yang is busy. We all heard about it in Weiyang Palace. Why don't we go and take a look?"
Some of it doesn’t make sense, would you mind taking us to the Treasure Pavilion together, Queen?”
Yun Shang laughed quickly: "What are you talking about? I don't mind."
Everyone got up together and led the palace guests out of Weiyang Palace while chatting leisurely. The willow branches and leaves by the lake were gradually becoming lush, the grass was growing and warblers were flying, and catkins were falling.
Yun Shang watched Concubine Wan raise her eyes to look at the catkins, with a bit of sadness in her eyes, then turned around and said, "Concubine Wan seems to be worried about something, but what happened?"
Only then did Concubine Wan realize that her emotions were a little exposed, she hurriedly shook her head and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay."
Another concubine wearing lotus-colored clothes on the side spoke instead of Concubine Wan: "Sister Wan is worried about the Nineteenth Prince. The Nineteenth Prince has always been in poor health. When he is free, Sister Wan can still hold him.
Nineteen went out for a walk. But in this season, Nineteen is allergic to the fragrance of these flowers, and he cannot get caught in the catkins, otherwise he will not be able to breathe."
Yun Shang recalled that when she first arrived in the Xia Kingdom, Qian Ling was still there, and Xiao Jiu would occasionally follow Qian Ling to play in Prince Rui's mansion. Later, she heard Qian Ling mention that the Nineteenth Prince was ill, and the imperial doctor tried every means to cure him.
After being brought back from the gate of hell, my roots were damaged, and it became extremely difficult to even take two steps on the ground.
Yun Shang looked at Concubine Wan with a bit of pity. The child was a piece of flesh that fell from the mother's body. She had been heartbroken by the child in her two lives, so she could understand Concubine Wan's pain.
"You don't have to go out to have fun. You can't go out and put paper kites, but you can still draw a beautiful paper kite in the house, right?" Yun Shang said softly.
Concubine Wan was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and responded.
Zhenbao Pavilion is a two-story building with a courtyard at the front and back. The house where Yang Mingzhu lives is in the courtyard at the back, the one in the middle.
Although the house is slightly smaller than the palace, it is not worse than some concubines' palaces. The furniture used in the house is ordinary, but it is decorated with extremely exquisite ornaments everywhere, which makes people dizzy.
Yun Shang glanced slightly and saw several treasures in it.
Although he is the director of Zhenbao Pavilion, he is still just a servant. The things a servant uses are much better than those of the serious concubines in the palace. Yun Shang curled her lips coldly, her eyes filled with anger.
With cold light.
Yang Mingzhu was lying on the bed, not wearing too many accessories. She stared directly at Yun Shang, a look of terror spreading from her eyes.
Yun Shang saw her own reflection in Yang Mingzhu's eyes. Yun Shang was wearing an elegant moon-white dress today, and she looked extremely beautiful. The corners of Yun Shang's mouth curled up slightly, and she stretched out her hand towards Yang Mingzhu.
Yang Mingzhu jumped up suddenly and pushed Yun Shang hard. Yun Shang lost her footing and stumbled, falling backwards and falling straight to the ground. The coral bracelet on her wrist was shattered.
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There was chaos in the room: "Madam, Madam, are you okay?"
Qianzuo hurriedly helped Yun Shang up and checked carefully. Except for some dust on her hands and a small piece of skin that was rubbed off, there were no other injuries.
Qian Zui held Yun Shang's hand, her eyes were red: "The skin is broken, is it very painful?"
After saying that, he turned around and said sternly: "Hurry up and get the gold-creating medicine."
The palace attendants on the side hurriedly brought the gold wound medicine. Qianzhu frowned and ordered someone to fetch water, cleaned Yun Shang's wound, and then applied the gold wound medicine.
After the wound was treated, Qian Zui turned his head again and said sharply: "What's going on?"
A palace servant on the side said with a mournful face: "The slaves don't know either, but although Manager Yang often talks nonsense, he has never hurt anyone. It's the slaves who were negligent."
Yun Shang frowned and waved her hand, but before she could speak, she heard Yang Mingzhu shouting sharply again: "Don't come over, don't come over, I killed you, but I had no choice but to do it. You promised me,
I promised that I would kill the queen, but why did you shrink from the battle? I can't let you live. If others find out, we will all die. Don't come over. Waiting for the Qingming Festival, I will definitely kill you.
I'll burn some paper money for you."
The whole room suddenly fell silent, and only Yang Mingzhu's shrill voice echoed in the room, echoing non-stop.
The corners of Yun Shang's mouth curled up slightly, with a chill all over her body. After being silent for a long time, she said calmly: "Come here, get a bucket of cold water and splash our Manager Yang awake." (To be continued)