A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

"What kind of painting?" The gray-robed woman took the painting, and the more weird her expression became as she looked at it: "Who would use this kind of painting to pretend to be Jiuzhu, it's not good?"

"What about the letter?"

"I haven't read it yet." The woman in Qingpao found the letter and handed it to her directly: "Senior Sister, here."

The two got together, and after reading the letter, they were silent for each other.

"Behind the scenes, the head of the envoy is really not very good." The Qingpao woman, the second master of Jiuzhu, threw the envelope on the stone table: "How can Jiuzhu be bullied by the court lady and the eunuch, and weep over the moon... "

"Yeah." The master turned his head and glanced at the dilapidated Taoist temple: "The roof of our Taoist temple should be turned over. It is rare for a liar to let him run away."

"This..." The second master hesitated: "Will it scare him away?"

"It's all here, so how can you go casually."

The messenger waited at the foot of the mountain for two days. When he arrived at Taoist Temple again, he saw the woman he saw two days ago from a distance. She was standing worriedly at the end of the road waiting for him. Seeing his appearance, the woman seemed to be relieved.

"Master, you have read the letter from the princess. I wonder what you plan to do?"

"Miss Ming was raised by our own hands. How can I bear to watch her suffer in Beijing." The woman looked anxious: "Is the prince treating her bad?"

"Oh, Wang Chen has always been arrogant and domineering, and has a bad relationship with civil officials. The princess is a daughter of the Ming family, how can the prince treat her sincerely?" The messenger saw the woman panicked and didn't know how to let it go.

"I want to go to the capital to see her."

The messenger's eyes lit up.

"but……"

"But what?" The messenger's heart was raised, and His Highness specifically confessed that the Taoist leader who adopted Ming Jiuzhu must be brought into Beijing, so that Ming Jiuzhu can be turned into a chess piece in His Highness's hand.

"But my senior sister is weak. If I bring her to Beijing, I am afraid that she will not be able to survive. But leaving her alone here, there is a shortage of food and oil in the mountains, and even the roof is still leaking. I can't rest assured."

"These are all trivial matters. I will leave all the grain, oil, rice, noodles, and Taoist temple renovations to me." The messenger thought, as long as they can coax people to the capital, the renovation of the Taoist temples is a trivial matter.

"How can I make you spend money..."

"Don't say that, the princess is a great benefactor, who is renovating the Taoist temple for the princess's master, what is it?" The messenger clasped his fists: "Master, please wait a moment, I will go down the mountain to prepare."

"Good faith, good faith..."

The messenger kept under her feet, fearing that she would slow down, and the female leader would regret it.

Two hours later, the messenger took a group of workers up the mountain and began to beat them, even the weeds on the mountain path were cut clean.

"Daoist, please rest assured, within five days, Guiguan will be able to take on a new look."

"Thank you Shanxin." The woman laughed: "Since Shanxin comes to the Taoist temple, why don't you go to the temple with the poor Tao?"

"Master Dao please."

Stepping into the main hall, the messenger found that this dilapidated main hall actually enshrines the statue of the Sanqing god. Except for Sanqing, there are no other gods, they look very shabby and shabby.

"Let the good faith laugh, the Taoist temple is poor, and there is no money to paint the golden statue of the Tianzun." The woman took the incense and handed it to him: "Good faith, please."

These three idols look very old, but they are not broken. When the messenger knelt on the futon, he always felt that the three idols were looking at him.

He hurriedly put on the incense, and did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the god: "Dao Master, I am willing to paint gold for the gods."

Before he set off, the forward gave him two hundred taels of silver. If he spends it like this, he will go to beg before the capital.

But in order to defraud the female leader's trust, the money must be paid.

That night, he sent a letter to the flying pigeon, begging the superior to let him be placed under Lingzhou's hands and send him money.

This broken Taoism is too costly.

Four days later, the messenger held an empty purse and looked at all the gold-painted statues of the Sanqing gods, filled the room with grains, oils, rice noodles, newly changed furniture, and newly painted walls, and squeezed out a hard smile: "Duo If you delay for one day, the princess will feel uncomfortable for one day, and the Taoist chief will come back to Beijing today.

"Okay." The woman nodded: "There is a field of flowers behind the Taoist Temple. Miss Ming liked these flowers the most when she was young, so please pick them up if you have trouble."

The messenger wanted to say that no matter how beautiful the flowers were, they would be broken when they were sent back to the capital.

"Okay, please wait a moment." It doesn't matter, as long as he can follow him back to Beijing, he can bear it.

"Thanks a lot."

The woman watched him walk into the flowers behind the Taoist Temple, and smiled as she watched him fall to the ground.

"Look at my memory. I forgot to remind you that these flowers are... poisonous and fainted." She walked to the messenger who fainted, took out the twine from her arms, and tied the person firmly. , Drag out the flowers.

"According to the Dacheng law, you, a person who pretends to be under the royal family and nobles and deceives and commits evil, serves at least ten years and as many as twenty years." The second master clapped his hands and kicked the unconscious messenger with his feet. , Looked up and asked the master sitting on the roof: "Sister, are the people from Yamen here?"

"It's coming soon." She ate the snacks that the messenger bought up the mountain, and said with emotion: "This kind of stupid brain and rich liar is really easy to use."

"Yeah." The second master nodded, "It would be nice to have two more next time."

Such a good liar can never be met.

"His Royal Highness." The blue-clothed **** hurriedly walked into the courtyard and saw that the four princes and concubines were also there.

"No gift." Yun Yanze turned his head to Sun Caiyao and said, "Caiyao, the peach blossoms are just blooming outside. You can let the white peony accompany you to have a look."

"Okay." Sun Caiyao remembered this eunuch. Half a month ago, he told His Royal Highness the address of Ming Jiuzhu's Foster Taoist Temple.

"What happened?" When Sun Caiyao left, the smile on Yun Yanze's face disappeared.

"Eleven was sent to prison."

"What?" Yun Yanze thought there was a problem with his ears: "What's the matter?"

"He... he was exposed." The blue-clothed **** shrank his neck: "The master of Princess Chen, after discovering that he was a liar, went to the yamen newspaper officer and arrested him."

"Two veterans in the mountains and forests, even if he finds something wrong with him, he should take the opportunity to escape. How can they still have the opportunity to report to the official?" Yun Yanze took a deep breath: "Go ahead and let him shut his mouth tightly." ."

"His Royal Highness, please rest assured, we have already arranged these."

"Don't worry?" Yun Yanze seemed to hear the joke. He looked at the blue **** mockingly: "How can you make me feel relieved?"

All of them are well-trained secret guards, but in the end they get into the government office by the veteran woman, which is nothing short of a joke.

Sun Caiyao sat in the large courtyard outside and saw the blue-clothed **** walk out dejectedly, and slowly lowered her eyelids: "White peony, you say, what is so good about Mingjiuzhu?"

The white peony lowered his head: "Slaves don't know."

"You are not a man, of course you don't know." Sun Caiyao stood up and walked towards the peach forest that is said to have been planted specially for the Queen of Su by her Majesty.

The white peony followed her: "The Princess Chen is with the King Chen all day long. Even if it is really likable, it is to please the King Chen. You don't have to think about where she pleases men."

"Aunt White Peony." Sun Caiyao stopped and turned to look at her: "These words of you seem to be helping Ming Jiuzhu?"

"The maidservant dare not, the maidservant just doesn't want you to bother with irrelevant people." The white peony curtly saluted: "The prince and concubine, the married concubine, will never be a threat to you."

"Yeah, she never was." Sun Caiyao seemed to be suddenly discouraged. She stood outside Taolin, knowing that all this had nothing to do with Ming Jiuzhu.

But besides blaming her, who else can you blame?

Blame yourself, or your Highness?

The man in white who was riding on horseback at the beginning was so graceful. For the first time in her boring and tasteless life, she secretly chose her heart.

"Peach blossoms are going to thank you soon."

"Reluctant to spend money?"

"Flowers and blossoms are regular. I'm just counting. I can eat peaches in a few months."

"come."

"What are you doing here?"

"Jump up, I'll carry you."

"Will others see it?"

"When you see it, you see, this king is righteous for his wife, who dares to talk too much?"

"Okay!" Jiuzhu leaped on Wang Chen's back and put her head on his back shoulders. Just two steps later, she covered her head: "His Royal Highness, you should bury it a little bit. Hurry up, my hair is hung from peach branches. Live now."

Sun Caiyao looked at the peach blossom tree, her hair tangled by the peach branches, and finally **** with the king Chen looking at Ming Jiuzhu who was smirking, and stepped back silently to prevent them from discovering themselves.

"Blame me, it's too tall." Wang Chen looked at the strand of hair on Jiuzhu's head that reached the front of his face. He looked away and forced a smile, and stretched his head in front of her: "Or, I'll pull the hair for you. "

"No, it hurts." Jiuzhu blew the messy hair, holding Wang Chen's hand: "Forget it, you should take me back."

Several court ladies and eunuchs behind him were all laughing secretly.

King Chen glanced at these smirking palace people, bent over and hugged her horizontally: "Go, let's go back to the palace, don't laugh at them."

Jiuzhu leaned his head on his chest, and laughed first.

Sun Caiyao saw the peach blossoms all over them, as if such a beautiful scenery, such a lively, and such happiness should belong to them.

It is guilty to even disturb this warmth.

"White peony." Sun Caiyao looked at the white peony in a daze: "I..."

I am jealous of her.

Realizing this, Sun Caiyao was ashamed and ashamed.

Since when did she become such an ugly appearance?

Returning to the Kylin Palace, Jiuzhu took a nap, and Wang Chen was declared to the Taiyang Palace. She sat in front of the mirror and put on her makeup. The next person came to report. Zhang Yu and Princess Roude brought to see you.

"Invite them in."

Outside the Kylin Palace, Zhang Yan repeatedly urged his daughter not to provoke the Princess Chen.

"That's a ruthless man who can keep his face without changing his color, and poke a needle with his own birthday eight-character doll." Every time Zhang Yu recalled this scene, Zhang Yan's legs trembled.

She has always been bullying and fearing hardships, and Ming Jiuzhu is the hard stubble that scares her.

A woman who likes to speak harsh words is not really cruel, but someone like Ming Jiuzhu is really cruel.

"Mother concubine, you don't need to emphasize it any more, I have already remembered it." Roude looked at the plaque of the Kylin Palace, and she was more afraid of Yun Duqing's younger brother than Ming Jiuzhu.

"His Royal Highness, Empress Zhang, the princess of our family would like to invite you."

Roude knew that Ming Jiuzhu didn't want to talk to herself. After meeting each other, she opened the door and said, "I'm here this time to thank my younger siblings."

The witchcraft matter is the most taboo method in the palace. If it weren’t for Ming Jiuzhu, the witchcraft doll would be described as a useless ragdoll. I don’t know how many people in the palace will be involved, and she and her mother and concubine can’t do well today. Sit here.

"The princess doesn't need to thank you, I just tell the truth." Jiuzhu put down the teacup: "The princess doesn't need to take it to heart."

"Actually, I came today, and there is one more thing I want to tell my younger siblings." Jude said: "There is a fellow of the palace lady by my side, who is working as an errand in the palace. When I was inquiring about my brothers and sisters in Lingzhou, where they were fostered in Taoism."

"I don't know the intention of the people behind it. I told my younger siblings about this. I just want them to take precautions." Princess Roude stood up and said, "The words have been brought, I will leave first."

There are no secrets in the palace that will never be known, only those who are willing to keep secrets.

"Thank you princess for letting me know." Jiuzhu stood up.

"Don't thank you, you helped my mother and concubine so much. I also gave you a piece of news that I found easily. I earned it."

If you owe favors in the palace, you can't be too late.

Waiting for Zhang Bing and Princess Roude to leave, the Equinox whispered beside Jiuzhu: "Miss, Princess Roude may know who is checking you."

"That's not important." Jiuzhu touched his chin: "I just feel weird. You can find these things if you just go to the Qintian Supervisor to look through them. Why bother to check in the temple?"

For a person with such a bad brain, if he really has the mind of the two masters...

"Supreme Taiyi Duer Tianzun." Jiuzhu said the family slogan.

If someone finds Master, it is also the cause and effect of them and Master.

They plant the cause, and the masters result.

Don't delay each other at all.