The winding corridor outside the second door is decorated with green bricks and carved flowers.
The second manager even said, "What's there to worry about? Madam Qing has already made arrangements for herself. Madam's close confidants have shown her great kindness in the past. They have to return the favor."
He waved his hand, and the lady in the inner house quietly retreated, and the corridor disappeared into the snow curtain.
I can see that the snow in the capital is getting heavier and heavier.
Liancheng was waiting on the corner corridor, wearing a brown silk coat with the word "Fu", a silver purse tied around his waist, and a bright copper button on his collar. If you look closely, it is a gold button.
Sure enough, a little girl inside spread the news: "It's so dangerous, second manager, my wife just scolded Sister Cao. Mother Chen asked my wife to leave."
Manager Lian Er smiled: "Where have you gone?"
"The old lady's side. Mother Chen is also there."
Liancheng nodded slightly and hit the palm of his left hand with his right hand. Okay, it's okay for the wife to leave, so as not to quarrel with Qing Niangzi and put the Marquis in trouble.
As for today's matter, the most important thing is to send away Mrs. Chen's confidant.
It turned out that the Marquis summoned Cao Xiwan to meet Liu Ruhai in the outer study, forcing the second manager Lien to use a clever method.
He first revealed the news to the old lady that a good female doctor had arrived in the house. The old lady was looking forward to the Marquis having a legitimate son, so she naturally thought of calling the daughter-in-law to discuss the matter.
Cao Xiwan didn't expect this. After all, she didn't know that the Marquis would suddenly invite Liu Ruhai into the house and summon her to see him.
She came out of the wife's room and walked along the corridor. She put down her hood and patted the snow off the shoulders of her cloak. She thought carefully about the day's events. She greeted the ladies in each room, asked for news, and so on.
The clues are like the threads of spider threads in the corner of the house in the secluded mansion.
Everything proves that Mrs. Hou is suspected by the Marquis of Nankang.
The Marquis seemed to have had a quarrel with his wife.
For what purpose?
For women's sake?
My wife is unhappy, so I want to teach her a lesson...
After leaving the room, she went to the green brick gallery in front of the second door. She met the manager Lian Er and found out the inside story.
"Master Marquis called me?" she asked Liancheng in surprise.
"Perhaps I want you to take a safe pulse too." He smiled. If it weren't for Liancheng, someone else would probably doubt whether Cao Xiwan was pregnant, so the Marquis quietly asked for a pulse.
Therefore, Mrs. Hou cannot hear about this matter.
"I'm not going." She thought carefully, "Doctor Liu lives in Zhou's house. He and I have never met each other without looking up. Do we need to go out of our way to see him?" After saying this, she was even more surprised and lowered her voice, "He is a spy.
Lord Marquis knows it."
Liancheng heard her expose Liu Ruhai's secrets and waved her hands. She was stunned. Does this mean that the Marquis knew something about it?
"Now that the Marquis is moving up the ladder and becoming extremely wealthy, he is no longer as cautious as before." She sighed. In the past, Song Chengming was on guard against assassination. Even those spies who were dawdling around could not get close to Song Chengming as long as they were in the capital.
Now that she was not in her position, she bowed to Liancheng with regret, turned around and prepared to go home.
It was so cold that she wanted to go home to warm herself up by the fire and eat hot pot.
Liancheng smiled bitterly, took two steps to catch up with his clothes, and said again and again: "Master Hou knows that he is just from the north. Most of the rich and aristocratic families over there have contacts with the King of Yan and the King of Zhou. He is just a T-shaped person.
Careful work. Practicing medicine and traveling to study are his main occupation. He just buys a few messages and sends them back to meet his errands. I heard that Princess Zhou is ill."
She thought, no, ninety-nine percent of it is King Yan.
I had long heard that King Yan had invited a monk named Seng Daoyan to come into the palace. He might be practicing some mysterious Buddhist techniques. He had damaged his brain.
Just like those noble people in the old Mengyuan Palace. Master Miaolian said that the emperor, prince, queen, concubines, and ministers of the Yuan Palace all followed the monks to practice the Zen of Joy of Immortality. They practiced it to the point where they lost their reputation.
Manager Lian Er looked around and whispered: "Besides, this is His Majesty's wish."
"Huh?" She stopped and turned around to look at the second manager in surprise. His Majesty has also lost his mind?
Suddenly, a hazy figure made of ash and silver came from the end of the corridor: "Ms. Cao."
She and Lian Cheng were startled at the same time and looked back.
There are newly painted green lacquered railings and carved pink lotus green bricks on the corridor. This corridor is called Chunbo Corridor. At the end of the corridor comes an old mother in a soot and silver coat. She has gray hair and a plain face.
, a straight and familiar figure, her hands folded in her wide sleeves. It turned out to be Mother Chen in front of Mrs. Hou.
"My wife asked you to come into the house tomorrow morning."
"Yes." She responded with a smile.
Mother Chen glanced at Manager Lian Er, nodded slightly, and turned away.
Liancheng felt a headache and sighed, Chen's mother knew, it was Mrs. Hou who knew. Mrs. Hou would probably become suspicious.
Cao Xiwan gloated and tilted his head and whispered to Liancheng: "Who told about the Xiliu incident?"
"..." Liancheng glanced at her and said nothing.
"Did Mr. Marquis ask it to be passed on?" she asked again.
"..."
When she saw that Liancheng was silent, she made up her mind.
"Xiliu is Fanzi?"
"No." Liancheng was surprised.
"Then the Marquis has a new girlfriend? Shouldn't he?" she asked incomprehensibly.
Liancheng smiled: "Why are you asking about this?" He paused again, wanting to smooth things over between her and the Marquis, hinting, "The Marquis has been outside the house for more than ten years, how can there be anyone else?"
She raised her eyebrows: "That's right, I haven't followed him in the past ten years or so. I used to think that the Marquis had great ambitions and was dedicated to serving the emperor, and neither men nor women were interested."
"..." Forget it, it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman. It shows what she was thinking when she was following her.
"Now that I think about it, I am actually wholeheartedly waiting for the old lady to nod before I can marry Mrs. Hou. The second manager -" she looked around and whispered, "please tell me quietly, I won't spread the word. Mr. Hou is now arrogant and extravagant, and treats Mrs. Hou
It's all a shame, who is his new love interest?"
"..." Qingluo was indeed very resentful towards the Marquis. Liancheng looked at her, "Why are you asking about this?"
"Please my wife." She explained carefully, "Everyone says that I am practicing in seclusion. I plan to ask my wife for a reward so that I can progress to the next level of magic power."
The second manager was shocked, then walked away with a smile. After a few steps, he realized he had been fooled.
He looked back and found that Cao Xiwan had already taken seven or eight steps and looked back at him with a smile.
He knew that she was unwilling to go to the outer study to see the Marquis, so he could only call out: "Tomorrow morning, come to my place first, there is business."
"I got it." She thought, Liancheng belongs to the Marquis. Just in case she is from the wife's room. Once she found out that she was asking about the Marquis's new relationship, she stopped asking her to go to the study room.
Thin willow?
She looked at the flying snow outside the corridor, which was just like the snow falling outside hundreds of households at Zizhu Bridge in Yanjing City many years ago.
Liu Ruhai was talking to Song Chengming in the study room outside. He heard the snow powder hitting the double-layered apartment window. The floor in the room was warm. He felt a little dry. He took the jasper bottle of peppermint oil in front of his nose.
After sniffing it, he gave another bottle to Song Chengming.
After waiting for a long time, Cao Xiwan was nowhere to be seen. However, Song Chengming asked him a lot about things in Yanjing City in the north, and he answered them one by one.
"Have you been to Prince Yan's Mansion and Prince Zhou's Mansion?"
"Yes, the King of Zhou is determined to write a medical book for the world, why should his students not go? The old nanny in Prince Yan's palace was originally an old in-law of my family. She has become a nun in Prince Yan's palace, so it is only polite to go and pay her respects.
"
"...I remember it was...the Cheng family? Your Liu and Cheng families have been married for generations."
"It is this old mother who is the student's great-aunt in terms of seniority."
Xu Xu talked about a lot of old things and brought up court affairs.
Song Chengming said euphemistically that His Majesty had no intention of reducing the vassal state.
Liu Ruhai listened calmly. Sure enough, the reason why he was suddenly summoned to the Nankang Marquis Mansion was to ask him to send a message to the Jiubian Domain King?
When Steward Lian Er came back, the curtain was lifted and the cold air invaded. Liu Ruhai glanced at the wind, slightly disappointed. He did not see Cao Xiwan's figure behind the steward.
However, the Marquis changed his mind and actually asked him to go to the second master's room to have his pulse checked.
Liu Ruhai was calm as usual. Marquis Nankang had been a deputy governor since he was a member of a wealthy family. Even the former chief governor of the Jinyi Guards had offended the late emperor and was executed by Song Chengming.
In the past ten years, he has become famous for being a city as deep as the abyss, with every step of the way. If the Qingluo female ghost had not been almost inseparable from him, he would have been assassinated countless times.
Today, he, a T-shaped craftsman, could be allowed to enter the palace and interview the Marquis. Of course, he knew that Song Chengming was not just trying to convey a message to His Majesty the new emperor.
Just like Liu Ruhai, he entered Nankanghou's house not just to find out whether King Yan's madness was caused by someone sent by Nankanghou to plot against him.