Aunt Li also responded at the right time: "Yes, Your Majesty. It's pointless to make a small fuss. What if you don't admit it? What if you don't admit it? Instead, we will end up wrong. We should listen to Madam!"

Zhao Yinglei heard that it was reasonable, so he could only suppress his anger and sat down again. After all, he was a bit older and not as impulsive as when he was young. A few years ago, he must have come to the door with a long gun.

After talking for a while, Zhao Yinglei saw that there was nothing he needed to do at this time, so he asked his younger sister to get more rest and left.

Then Xining mentioned Dongmei’s position as Poria cocos.

Dongmei was at a loss for a moment: "Miss, I am just a person who packs clothes and jewelry, how can I be qualified for such a job?"

Dongmei is a loyal and honest person, and usually takes care of clothes, jewelry, quilts, etc. But in the previous plot, the owner of the body suffered a disaster, Dongmei went crazy to protect the owner, and was beaten to death. She was still dragged before death.

The owner of the body refuses to let go.

"I say you can handle it!" Xining thought for a while: "You still need someone else in your position. It seems there is someone named Yan Hong outside the house, right? Let her come in."

Yanhong was not married as a dowry maid, and she did not have much interaction with the owner. When she heard Yanhong's name, she ran away at that time. In order to spread the news, she risked her life and ran to the Rongguo Duke's mansion, but was stopped outside the door.

Because I didn’t see myself

Lord, knowing that the situation was over, he hit his head on the stone lion outside the Rongguo Duke's mansion. He was also a loyal martyr. And this matter, Mrs. Rongguo and Poria, who proudly came to the Lord with poison, told them

The body master listens.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Poria cocos must die. And those loyal servants must naturally be promoted.

Yan Hong was called, and Yan Hong entered the house with her head lowered, knelt down and saluted. She was only eleven years old, and she had not yet grown up, so she was small.

Xining thought for a while: "She will take up Dongmei's original position. Dongmei, please teach her well and let her get started as soon as possible. As for what you don't understand, feel free to ask me directly, or you can ask Aunt Li for advice."

Dongmei immediately saluted Grandma Li.

Grandma Li also quickly returned the blessing gift: "The young lady thinks so highly of the old slave, how can the old slave dare to ask for advice. If the young lady is good, the madam will feel comfortable, so the old slave will naturally do his best."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but laugh: "I know that everyone loves you, so this servant has made an idea to come to my house. Okay, Granny Li is right, I can feel relieved if you are doing well."

Aunt Li also bowed to Mrs. Zhao, then turned back to her original position and continued to wait.

Mrs. Zhao leaned to the side and watched, feeling that her daughter seemed to be a different person. She was doing very well, so she felt relieved: "Seeing that you have arranged the things in the yard well, I will not care about it. You are so rested, don't

Get out of bed early for fun."

Xining covered the stove and nodded: "Then I won't send it to my mother. Dongmei Chunyu, help me send it."

"There's no need to send her off. You'll feel cold when you go out. Take good care of yourself, and don't get sick again." After Mrs. Zhao put on her shoes with the help of the maid, she supported Grandma Li's arm and got out of the Arhat bed.

The maid next to her quickly helped her put on a large cloak with a blue background and silver patterns trimmed with black fox fur. She held a small hand-warming stove in her hand and left with the other maids and wives.

Yan Hong was directly pulled indoors by Dong Mei to look at the location of the clothes and various things, while she continued to lean on the Arhat bed holding the hand stove, squinting her eyes and closing her eyes to rest.

After an hour and a half, dinner was served.

Eight dishes and one soup, including fish and meat, covered the entire Xiaosixian table. Most of the officials in the capital ate pasta, while a small number of officials from the south ate rice. The staple food of the General's Mansion followed the changes in the north.

Mainly noodles and steamed buns. The kitchen was worried that she would lose her appetite, so they prepared noodles with soybean paste. The chicken soup was skimmed with oil, and shredded bamboo shoots and ham were added.

After Xining finished eating the noodles, he also ordered a small bowl of chicken soup, hoping to drink it while it was hot and sweat a little, so as to ensure that he would not catch a cold or have a fever at night.

Mrs. Zhao came again. After walking in, Xining was ladling chicken soup and drinking: "Mom, you are here just in time. Let's have a bowl of chicken soup too."

Aunt Li, who moved the chair, placed the round stool directly next to Miss Third.

"No, I've already had dinner." Mrs. Zhao sat down, glanced around, and saw an empty small bowl next to her. She nodded with a smile: "I ate well today. That's how it should be. Eat more."

Only by doing this can your health be better."

"Hmm~" Xi Ning continued to eat. Although women in this dynasty are not as beautiful as those in the previous dynasty, but they have not reached the level where beauty is the key to beauty. The beauty is still the main thing, so you can eat with confidence.

Mrs. Zhao waited for her to finish drinking the chicken soup, put down the spoon and said it was ready. She took the cotton towel wet with hot water next to her and carefully wiped her daughter's mouth and hands. Only then did she tell her the reason.

"This person had just sent his front legs out of the house. When he arrived at Yapo's place, he bought his back legs, put them in a small sedan, and carried them in through the small door on the north side." Mrs. Zhao got angry thinking about it and gritted her teeth: "It's really them...

…”

Xi Ning hugged the heater and smiled: "Even they can only do this. There is no evidence. But if you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts. I don't believe they can do it in a lifetime."

"What about Poria? Let's forget it like this?" Mrs. Zhao was a little unwilling to accept that this maid who had eaten everything was carried into the Rongguo Palace.

Xining shook his head slightly: "How could we forget about it like this? It's just that her life is not in our hands."

Mrs. Zhao frowned: "What do you mean, the Duke of Rongguo won't let her go?"

Xining smiled at Mrs. Zhao, lowered her head and continued to look at the small hand warmer wrapped in cloth in her hand.

Carrying her in in a sedan chair does not necessarily mean she is being carried in as a concubine. The sedan is just used to cover people's eyes and ears so that no one can see who is sitting in the sedan.

Even if Poria had a child in her belly, this person would not be able to keep her.

At this moment, the two women were holding on to Fu Ling's arms, while the slave behind him was shaking off the belt he was carrying.

"No, Your Majesty, I want to see Your Majesty! Your Majesty, for the sake of past friendship, please save this slave's life..." Fu Ling, who was forced to kneel on the ground, screamed loudly with tears on her face, hoping that the Crown Prince would come to save her.

She was just like rescuing her from Yapo.

I originally thought that I would be sold outside the capital and would never see the crown prince. Unexpectedly, I was bought and put on a sedan chair and carried into the Rongguo Duke's mansion.

Two women were waiting for her to bathe and change clothes. At that time, she thought that she would be able to enter the prince's room tonight.

But what happened next was completely beyond her expectation. After changing clothes, a woman who went out and came back whispered to the other, their faces changed. They came up and suppressed her, and then

The servant who came in was holding a belt folded into two circles.

The long belt was put around the neck and quickly tightened and lifted back...

Mrs. Zhao was so angry that her face turned pale: "I fell into their trap this time and died here." Forget it, but nothing happened. If I had known better, I wouldn't have taken it back. I would have died wherever I went.

"It's all up to mother." Zhao Chengzong, who was sitting aside, said calmly, stood up and walked out. His handsome and handsome appearance made the maids who passed by blush and lower their heads, not daring to look directly at him.
Chapter completed!