As winter enters and snow falls more and more, the military situation of the confrontation between the Yellow River armies can finally be hidden from the people of the capital.
Fugitives gradually began to appear in the area on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and they were dragged into the capital by mouth.
His Majesty issued a decree to provide compensation, and a porridge factory was set up in the city and a greenhouse was built outside the city.
However, the population inside and outside the capital has skyrocketed, and refugees are everywhere. Both the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division and the Jinyi Guards are extremely busy.
Cao Xi was walking on the street in the middle of the night and occasionally saw the lanterns of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Lord Gu, the censor of the city patrol, wore a cloak in the snow and rode on horseback to patrol the city late at night.
The same is true for each family of Jinyiwei. Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Yang occasionally discuss quietly beside the smoke cage that some members of the Yang clan have moved further south, intending to avoid it.
"We are in the government office, so we can't avoid it."
Cao Xiwan thought that the more favored the Marquis was, the more likely it would be for the whole family to benefit if she betrayed the Marquis and kicked him out of Nankang Mansion.
"Don't be afraid. There are bets in every room. If it doesn't work, throw the Marquis out to take the blame."
Thinking like this, she felt at peace in her heart, and she planned to drive to the imperial mausoleum by herself. She thought that if she met Feng Junqing again, she would kill him. She didn't want the magic fetus either.
For no other reason, she gradually suspected that Dongdong, the most knowledgeable and eccentric among the Seven Demons of Tianshan, was in the imperial mausoleum.
But she had many things to do. She slept on the Chen family's smoke cage. When she woke up and wiped her saliva with her saliva, she thought that Liu Ruhai's prescription was more important.
She urged Chen Ming to make pills. Because Mrs. Yang was pregnant and lacked a companion, she shamelessly stayed and talked to Mrs. Yang.
So she didn't even go to the imperial mausoleum. She was even too lazy to go back to Nankang Marquis Mansion to visit the patient.
Who knows what's going on with Mr. Hou's illness?
If she hadn't had some friendship with Dongdong before, and saved Dongdong's life when she went into the duke's house to assassinate him, she wouldn't have known the word sick puppet.
As for monitoring Dongdong, Cao Xiwan already has a candidate - Feng Xiaochu.
At that time, Feng Xiaochu was suffering from great hatred. She escaped from Shouning Palace and followed Cao Xiwan's instructions to go to the imperial mausoleum in the suburbs.
She took too much poison and too much bizhu, and she was not very afraid of the cold.
She hid in the old pine trees in front of the imperial mausoleum. Sure enough, under the cold moon and light snow, she saw puppets coming in and out.
The puppet beside her, Xiao Guang, whom she had brought out from Shouning Palace, suddenly made a hehe sound and jumped out of the tree.
Feng Xiaochu was caught off guard.
Before Xiaoguang could stop her, she saw the strange changes in the imperial mausoleum.
The first huge door opened slowly in dead silence, and she was shocked.
As Cao Xiwan said, there are actually rebels in the imperial mausoleum!
To go or not to go?
Feng Xiaochu stared at the dark mausoleum, as if there were puppets coming in and out, swallowing the moonlight in the altar like a large group of monsters, practicing formations? There were so many puppets?
Moreover, is it still a powerful puppet that can attract Xiaoguang?
The opened stone door of the mausoleum looks like a giant beast with its huge mouth open for devouring.
If you go in, you may not come back.
She will be discovered by the rebels and killed as a spy.
But she was not willing to give in. She was in the palace and knew that Liu Ruhai would come to the imperial mausoleum from time to time to check if there was any disease.
She thought it was a habit of a skilled doctor, but now it seems that Dr. Liu is actually looking for clues?
——Does Prince Zhao’s Mansion already know the secret of the imperial mausoleum?
Even Feng Xiaoqi felt uneasy and felt the chill blowing from the edge of the Yellow River.
And what Cao Xiwan had warned her was nagging in her ears: "I'll find someone to investigate your case."
Feng Xiaochu was a death row inmate in Shangyuan County, the capital, and was used as a puppet without any flaws. Cao Xiwan felt something was fishy.
"You said that when you left the capital, you spent the night in a morgue at a morgue and was falsely accused of murder? I went to check the case files of the Ministry of Punishment and found that this villa was the village of Princess Chang's natal family. Did you look in the village?
Did you see something you shouldn’t have seen?”
"……No."
Feng Xiaochu was very angry because she was put on death row and executed in a hurry without even her family knowing about it. She was too innocent.
Because her poison was still lingering, she ate one-third of the green beads Cao Xiwan gave her while she was in Shouning Palace, trying to remember:
"I followed you before and saw you picking up bones by the dark river. You also used the bones to make a fire. I was very cold that day, so I wanted to look around the village for any bones, so I opened the oldest coffin.
.I thought that if there were no bones, I could light the coffin and raise a fire to keep warm."
Cao Xiwan looked at her speechlessly.
Xiao Chu is also a stupid and bold person. Cao Xiwan thought that this person has been used to seeing dead people in the border since he was a child, so he doesn't care.
Feng Xiaochu thought about it, and suddenly his expression changed, "That's right! There was no body in the coffin, so I slept in it. When I woke up, I was caught. They said I had killed someone!"
"..." Cao Xiwan sighed, "If I were a bad person, I would kill you."
It was obviously a mechanism, and there must be an entrance and exit under the coffin. How dare she sleep on top of the mechanism?
"You've done this before!" Feng Xiaochu accused her.
"The coffin I slept in was really empty in the temple!"
"How do I know it's fake?"
Cao Xiwan was solemn, took out the needle, and wanted to pierce her forehead with the needle. Feng Xiaochu was not stupid, but he was always stupid enough to step on the trap!
She followed Liu Ruhai's prescription for acupuncture and pricked Feng Xiaochu. Anyway, there was no one on the back corridor of Shouning Palace, and she was extremely accurate in identifying the acupuncture points. She would never make a mistake even with her eyes closed.
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She babbled and accused Feng Xiaochu: "Let me tell you, you don't like to listen to gossip in the yamen. You don't use your pocket money to buy edamame dishes to please the old fans. If you don't listen to their stories and experiences, you will suffer!"
Feng Xiaochu was practicing the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld in the yamen, and loved fishing to save his strength. He was obviously as talented as Cao Xiwan, so he had to turn himself into a puppet.
After practicing the exercises, she did not try to please Lao Fanzi. She was busy going home and cooking to please her adoptive father, Father Lu.
Cao Xiwan had long felt that she and Feng Xiaochu couldn't get along.
Cao Xiwan took an acupuncture, and the needles were like flying shadows. She felt like a brilliant doctor, and she was very proud, so she inevitably told the truth.
"Xiao Chu, don't look at it. Dad Lu adopted you. He didn't beat or scold Xiuyun. He was also very good to me. But he didn't expect you to stay by his side. You are a daughter, not a son."
After Cao Xiwan finished the injection, she thought about how she had invested another third of the green beads on Feng Xiaochu, and she finally told her the truth: "I didn't want to say this. You
You are afraid that if you get an errand in the Yamen, you will have to leave the Lu family and start your own business. This is correct. Father Lu will definitely let you arrange a marriage and let you get married. Even if he recruits a son-in-law, he may still show it to you.
I won an unreliable husband. You don’t know how to make a fuss. Think about it, why do I dare to make a fuss at home? Because I have a salary from the government office.”
Feng Xiaochu lay in the grass beside the giant gate of the imperial mausoleum, looking at the falling snow at night. She could distinguish the shadow of the eunuch's uniform in the snow.