In front of Dongshao Gate, a newly replaced mother-of-pearl black lacquer screen is still placed.
Behind the screen was a carved lacquered round door, with four or five floor-length silk curtains hung on the door. Shun Baoer stepped forward to lift the curtain. The Marquis walked in and saw her huddled figure under the Kang window.
Song Chengming returned to the past ten years in a trance.
"Xiao Wan?" Mr. Hou called softly twice, but she didn't wake up.
"Have you taken medicine?" he asked.
"Go back to Lord Marquis. I've taken the medicine. The doctor from the hospital ordered me to prescribe it." Steward Lian quietly walked outside the curtain and made a report.
"Well, you take care of it."
"Yes, Lord Marquis, don't worry." Granny Ma responded quickly.
Mr. Hou may finally change his mind. Even Granny Ma can't help but think so.
How can there be another Qingluo female ghost in the world?
The wife's younger sister, Xiliu, is a smart child, and has been favored by Qing Niangzi recently. But she has been half as capable as Qing Niangzi in this life, which is already a big deal.
Granny Ma was in the house. Although she didn't see the two competitions in Yujin Garden, she had already heard Mama Luo and Ma Liuer repeatedly talking about it with the fans in the past. It was also the fourth level of Ghost Sting. Why?
Does it work differently for different people?
Su Jintian was actually injured by the ghost thorn on the fourth level of the Nine Nether Transformations.
Ghost thorn.
Lou Xiliu was in Baihua Hall, sitting on the low board in the corridor, looking at the crescent moon in the sky.
When the Marquis passed by, he glanced at Xiliu, who was sitting alone in the corridor in a daze, but didn't say anything. If he couldn't bear the pressure, why would he talk about cultivation?
He returned to the inner house. Lou Shuluan greeted her husband with a smile as usual and changed his clothes. The couple chatted and served food. He and his wife had dinner together and then stood up: "You rest first, and I will go back to the study room."
Read the official documents.”
Next to her, Mrs. Chen was slightly uneasy, but Lou Shuluan remained calm and sent Song Chengming off.
Mother Chen felt relieved.
"Mrs."
"It doesn't matter." Lou Shuluan smiled lightly, "What's going on here? I'm just recovering from my injuries."
Mother Chen admired her wife's calm demeanor more and more, which is the behavior of a noble daughter.
In short, you can't mess up the situation first.
But Mother Chen thought to herself that logically, the Marquis should be more attentive to his confidants at this time. It's just that he didn't trust his wife, so he didn't hand the young lady into the inner chamber.
Originally, Madam Qing was a girl and should be taken care of by the girls and women around her.
Even outsiders should be entrusted to their wives in a decent manner.
"Mom, don't go to the study room right now."
Mother Chen was startled and looked at Madam. What does Madam mean?
She really planned to visit Cao Xiwan from time to time and talk to her.
After all, Qing Niangzi was watching over her when she was sick. She cannot forget this affection.
In the outer study room, Mr. Hou was sitting behind the desk in the main room, and Song Chengming was really reading the official documents. There were people in the corridor, and from time to time, secret reports were brought in.
Qin Meng stood there and listened for a while, then realized that this result was within her expectation.
"Master Hou, the Prince of Qin returned to the Prince's Mansion in Shunyifang after his marriage. He seemed to be in no hurry to leave the capital." Chen Qianhu reported in a low voice.
Qin Meng thought, is this her real plan? Did she know that the prince would change his mind?
Cao Xi woke up from a late night sleep and vaguely saw lights in the room and silence in the room.
Looking at the copper-shelled hourglass on the window sill, Granny Ma and Granny Jiang have also taken a break at this time, and they should be taking turns keeping watch in the rolling shed.
She coughed.
There were guards on duty in Mr. Hou's study. She remembered that Luo's mother sat with her for a while and then left after her shift was over.
"Miss Qing? You're awake." Grandma Jiang heard her coughing and hurriedly came in to take a look.
"Yeah." She was supported by Granny Jiang, got up, entered the corner of the dark room behind the screen, and went to the toilet.
After smoking the incense, she sat on the toilet and thought, Prince Qin would change his mind and not leave the capital in the next few days.
Probably Feng Junqing felt that Song Chengming, the Marquis of Nankang, had no one to protect him.
At least for three months.
Qin Meng was on the beam between the west branches and heard the movement between the east branches. Today he went to the Qianhu Office of Chengtian Gate to deliver some ginseng to Su Jintian for the Marquis. Qingluo Biying was seriously injured.
——If someone wants to enter the Hou Mansion again, I'm afraid the opportunity will come.
At least there was a long period of time before Prince Zhao entered the capital.
Qin Meng also looked at the moon outside the window. He felt uneasy. In the past three months, he hoped that no more secret orders would come from his master's sect.
Shunyifang.
In the small courtyard of the Cao family.
There was another copper lamp. Madam Sun was sleeping in Cao Xiwan's boudoir in the west wing. She pressed against the sound-transmitting copper pipe behind the bed and heard the movement. The waste channel had been opened.
The ruined road runs from the Huichun Hall to the palace wall and reaches under the Chengtian Gate.
Madam Sun thought to herself that it would have taken at least three months for them to dig through the rubbish in Huichun Hall, if Madam Qing hadn't asked Yan Shuangliu and Yan Xiaoqi to secretly help dig through it.
The news of the excavation of the abandoned road was sent directly from the Huichun Hall to the Prince of Qin's Mansion. Feng Junqing was discussing with the Prince whether to go back or not.
"Perhaps Qingluo Biying is colluding." Feng Junqing pondered, "She and Su Jintian actually won't do anything with each other."
In the inner hall, the Crown Prince of Qin was surprised and puzzled: "But I thought it was rumored that Prince Zhao's Palace summoned all ten demon kings from Biying Palace to the capital one after another and lived in Prince Zhou's Palace. Su Jintian was in a difficult situation, and he wanted to take over her secret spies.
He and she are also secretly competing for the city patrol department. If there is a disagreement, it is inevitable for the two tigers to fight."
Feng Junqing raised his eyes: "Cao Xiwan and Su Jintian would only do this because of one thing."
"……What's up?"
"If Su Jintian dares to betray Marquis Nankang, she will kill him. She doesn't care about other things at all."
"Is that so?" The prince was surprised. Hearing that it was the Marquis of Nankang who failed to take a concubine, he ordered Su Jintian to kill Cao Xiwan?
"The prince thinks, what if Su Jintian comes to seek refuge with the prince?"
"I sweep the couch to welcome you!"
"What if it's Cao Xiwan?"
Li Shuyu was startled: "Concubine Gu Rang——"
"If there is no Crown Princess, is she just here to seek refuge with you, Crown Prince?"
Li Shuyu hesitated, then suddenly realized: "Gu understands! She is a domestic slave for two generations! Gu also has to hesitate."
"That's right." Feng Junqing smiled lightly, "In the beginning, Cao Xiwan became good friends with Su Jintian to prevent Su Jintian from betraying her benefactor Song Chengming."
Li Shuyu was stunned. This was really unexpected. He exchanged glances with Eunuch Wen Ruo who was standing beside him: "Then what the immortal master means... I'm afraid this is a trick. Should I go back?"
"Go back." As Feng Junqing was talking, Eunuch Wen Sheng hurried in and whispered about the opening of the waste road. The prince was overjoyed, and Feng Junqing was startled when he heard it: "This is a good thing. I'm not in a hurry to go back. I'll see in a few days."
"How can Master Immortal's plan be wasted? The secret passage has been opened, and Song Chengming's confidant was seriously injured at the same time. How can there be any reason for Gu to leave immediately?" The prince was delighted, stood up and walked around, stroking his palms and said: "After Gu got married, everything happened.
Good luck. The Crown Princess is a lucky star."
Li Shuyu and Song Jianshu were newlyweds and had a good relationship. Feng Junqing could tell with a glance.
Eunuch Wen Ruo was a little worried. The imperial concubine liked Cao Xiwan at first sight and decided to call Cao Xiwan into the house again. Then everyone would not have to live this life.
The eunuch came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the fifth master of the Hou Mansion is here."
"I know." The prince discussed with Feng Junqing for a few words, then got up and went to the outer hall to meet the fifth master.
The crane lantern hangs in the mirror, illuminating the palace.
Feng Junqing was listening behind the screen, while Li Shuyu smiled at the fifth master, "Fifth uncle, what's yours is yours. The title is temporarily in Song Chengming's hands, and sooner or later you can get it back. It's not far away."
The fifth master rubbed his hands, sighed and smiled, and actually nodded, and quickly said: "I brought some incense to offer to the immortal master."
Eunuch Wen Ruo stood on one side and glanced at the figure behind the screen. Of course he knew it was Feng Junqing. The fifth master was willing to endure it a little longer, naturally because of Master Feng.
For example, Young Master Yang Qingru wanted the position of a hundred households in Nanhe, and Master Feng agreed. Now, Song Chengming's nephew Song Weiren still hasn't got the job yet.
Li Shuyu thought to himself that using the sect to win over people's hearts was indeed very different. It would be beneficial to his father's great cause.
Feng Junqing, who was behind the screen, quietly left and returned to the Sutra Tower of the Taoist Temple.
Gazing at the stars and the moon, looking down at the sky and the earth.
Why didn't he tell Cao Xiwan that he secretly had the influence of several small sects? He recalled the old things.
Because the maples were burning all over the place that day and the autumn rain was cool. After the horse racing, she took the horse for a walk with him and said: "The sect? Those are all incense-burning liars. I hate it the most! They are so bad.
Already."
Under the starry sky and moon frost, Feng Junqing laughed silently:
What does she know!?
How could His Majesty Taizu Xingwu create great achievements if he had not used his sect to rebel? His Majesty Xingwu could do it, but not Liang Guogong? He couldn't do it?
However, when he went back to his room and sat cross-legged alone in front of the alchemy furnace, he would occasionally think of it, why should he insist on making Liang Guogong his father and son?
"My second uncle is sending my cousin over for adoption. I'm going to beat them up. Are you going? Look out for me. If the Marquis comes, give me a signal and tell me to run away. Are you going?"
"……go."
"Okay, if you want to beat your father, you call me."