Under the moonlight, it looks deep and deep. During the pre-Wei Dynasty, Feng Shui masters adjusted it, turning the clear water into a pool, rockery mountains, and air currents flowing, forming a pattern that is beneficial to the body and mind.
When Luo Jiang moved into the Duke of Dai's mansion, she originally expected the rules to be strict. However, after a period of time and bumps in life, she gradually adapted to the new environment. Except for occasionally reminding her to pay attention to etiquette, she was given the greatest freedom in everything else.
Luo Jiang was accustomed to wandering around various courtyards at night, so she was indirectly familiar with the Duke of Dai's mansion. After half a month, everyone was used to her method of digesting food and turned a blind eye.
It was the same this time. Luo Jiang came from the first few courtyards and walked right to the entrance of the inner courtyard.
She has been in the mansion for a while. Although she is not yet an old person in the Duke's mansion, she has been assigned some jobs. She is also pretty and pleasant, and her relationship with the soldiers in the mansion is not bad.
Seeing two soldiers patrolling the door, he walked over and asked a few questions in a low voice. He didn't ask anything about the Duke, so the soldiers answered casually.
As he spoke, Luo Jiang's eyes swept across the inner courtyard. When he saw that there was no one else in the courtyard except the two guarding the door, and many rooms were dark, he knew what was going on.
Turning around and going back, the young soldier looked at the middle-aged soldier and said, "Xiaoluzi, what are you looking at? I was introduced by the Marquis Mansion, and the Duke of the country gave him the courtesy of a guest. This is not something you can imagine."
Yes, I want a wife, a daughter from an old virtuous family, I think she looks very satisfactory."
The government soldiers are all old men, and some of them are in their forties and fifties and are still returning to their old professions with their children. The Duke may have two teams of government soldiers (one hundred), but now there is only one team or less.
Luo Jiang could hear them talking, frowned slightly, but remained calm, walked around to the side wall of the inner courtyard, jumped up, held it up with one hand, and climbed over the wall lightly.
"Is there a light in the study? Is it possible that Duke Dai hasn't slept yet?" Luo Jiang thought, and quickly landed outside the study. He opened a little window paper, looked through the small hole, and saw a candle burning brightly.
In the study room, Mr. Dai Guogong was sitting at the table wearing a robe, not knowing what he was writing.
After waiting for a while, he found that he put down the pen, picked up the paper and looked at it. Luo Jiang could clearly see from the outside that it was a painting.
"Still painting so late? No wonder Dai Guogong's painting skills have improved rapidly." Finding that everything was as usual, Luo Jiang retreated silently.
Not long after she left, Su Ziji, dressed in black, landed in a small courtyard a hundred meters away.
The sky was still dark, and the moonlight was gone. It was dark and gloomy. He climbed down from the wellhead quietly, followed the rope and quickly entered the well, jumped into the secret passage, pressed the switch, and sealed the entrance of the secret passage. Su Zi
Ji followed the original route back, but it was only a hundred meters long, but the walk was a bit difficult.
Not to mention the dizziness, the sweet smell rising from his chest made Su Ziji feel even more depressed.
"vomit!"
After going out through the secret passage, he returned to the room from the remote courtyard, changed back into his own clothes, "destroyed the body and traces" of his black clothes, and sat on a chair. Su Ziji finally couldn't help it, and vomited a mouthful of blood on the handkerchief.
Looking down at the bright red color on the handkerchief, Su Ziji's eyes darkened.
Recalling the thunder ball activated by Huo Wuyong just now, a sense of absurdity suddenly occurred in his heart: "How is it possible? Is there such a thing as a magic weapon in reality?"
royal palace
In the main hall, people in yellow robes walked slowly with their hands behind their backs. This was the emperor's occasional gesture when he was thinking about things.
Eunuch Zhao also followed in small steps, waiting for his master's instructions or inquiries at any time.
"Hush!" When he saw an eunuch from the Imperial City Department walking in, he caught a glimpse of the emperor, who was frowning in thought. Eunuch Zhao quickly raised his finger, making a "silence" gesture, and hurried out.
"What's the matter?" he asked in a low voice.
"Duke." The eunuch hurriedly bowed his waist, saluted, and carefully replied: "The news has come from Xinpingguan."
Princess Xinping, the emperor's daughter who was once the most favored, but now has fallen out of favor.
However, although the emperor "assigned" his daughter to Xinpingguan outside the city, he obviously still cared about it and asked someone to send news every ten days.
No, it's time to deliver the news again.
"Leave the documents to our family. You can go down first." Eunuch Zhao thought that the emperor had been moody recently and asked the eunuch to hand the things to him.
The eunuch immediately carefully handed over a document, and Eunuch Zhao took it, unfolded it, and read it until he had a clear understanding of it before returning to the main hall.
"Where did the news come from again?" As soon as he came back, he found that the emperor had sat on the chair and was staring at him.
Eunuch Zhao hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, this is the news from Princess Xinping."
"Oh?" During this period, the emperor was not very satisfied with his sons and grandsons, and he was also wary. Suddenly, he heard the news about his daughter, which made him feel a little interested: "Submit it."
"Yes!" Eunuch Zhao, who had already seen the contents in advance, knew that the emperor would feel better after reading it, so he handed it over and stood aside with his head bowed.
"Xinping has made progress this time." Sure enough, the emperor felt pleased after reading the news about Xinping.
This daughter has been very well-behaved recently. She rarely meets foreign guests, and even if she does, they are female guests.
Looking at the document, it was written that Xinping also recited a volume of Taoist scriptures every day. He was not simply showing off to outsiders, but actually doing it seriously, which made the emperor very satisfied.
But while I was happy, I was also a little distressed.
"Although this girl was a bit arrogant in the past, as the emperor's daughter, she is the daughter of the most noble family in the world. Why should she be wronged like this? Even if she is arrogant, she should be."
"Although she is more calm than a royal princess now, it's hard to really let her suffer alone."
The emperor thought this way, so he asked: "Do you think Xinping suffered a lot by staying alone in the Taoist temple?"
After hearing what the emperor meant, Eunuch Zhao couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "What kind of hardship is this? Our family personally went to supervise the construction of Xinpingguan, and the construction was no worse than the Princess's Mansion. All the appliances inside were also copied.
In the Princess Mansion, apart from not being able to see foreigners casually, it is located in a more remote location, so the enjoyment is not bad at all."
But this was not easy to say to an old father who suddenly felt sorry for his daughter. Eunuch Zhao said very wisely: "She is a little poor. Your Majesty, maybe you can reward the princess with something?"
"That's a good suggestion," the emperor said immediately, "then give her some Zixi tea?"
Zi Xi Ming, the best tea in the history, is called Immortal Tea. Every year, the amount brought to the palace as tribute is only five kilograms. The emperor keeps some for himself, gives some to the queen, and the rest is given to a few important ministers and one or two favored concubines.
Give some rewards. In previous years, I would give some to Xinping, my favorite daughter. When mentioning rewards, the emperor thought of this.
Eunuch Zhao muttered a little, "Zixi Ming was just rewarded last time. Did the Emperor forget it?"
Realizing that the emperor's memory did not seem to be getting better, Eunuch Zhao felt a little sad in his heart, and could only remind him cautiously: "Your Majesty, you just rewarded Zixi tea last time..."
Yes, I rewarded Xinping with some Zixi tea last time.
The emperor said, "Then think about it for me. I haven't rewarded her with anything good, so I still have to find something good to give her. This girl will not like ordinary things."