This queen is not too curly

The Qianzheng Hall was lifeless.

The palace people had long been sent to the front yard by Luo Ziqiu. At this moment, there was such a huge imperial bedroom, only Luo Ziqiu's heart was in a state of turmoil.

"It's not all bad news."

"At least it proves that the empress is really not recuperating in her boudoir all these years."

Luo Ziqiu forced a smile, exhausted his mind, and finally found a way to comfort him.

"The spies also found some interesting things."

During these days, the spies visited the family in the Northwest in many ways.

Yan Yuan, whom those aristocratic children who have known Yan Yuan since she was a child, climbed trees to dig out birds, shot bows and arrows when she was young, and beat the local ruffians who stole the pony in the paddock.It can be said that she did everything except what a lady should do. It can be said that she is very different from this gentle queen in the palace.

It wasn't until four years ago that she suddenly disappeared, and then there were rumors that she was seriously ill.

"Those children from aristocratic families have always wanted to visit Ms. Yan, some out of concern, some wanted to see a joke, but..." Luo Ziqiu's eyes flashed, "No one has ever successfully met Ms. Yan."

This is the biggest gain of this visit.

Yan Yuan ran away from home four years ago and disappeared in front of everyone, which coincides with the time they found out that Ning Bai joined the army.

Luo Ziqiu also did not expect that the two people who had nothing to do with each other actually shared a common timeline.

"As for Yan Yuan, the aristocratic family we visited this time..."

Luo Ziqiu took a deep breath before slowly opening his mouth: "There are many similarities with the Ning Bai described by Qin Jianyue."

Seeing that Bo Ying is in charge of reconnaissance at the border, the way of recruiting talents is not only based on skill, their chief general Ji Fei is a gentleman and handsome son of a public servant, so when selecting personnel, the first consideration is deception.

Qin Jianyue said that Ning Bai is a thin, fair-skinned young man, she is good at riding and shooting and can read and write, so Ji Fei takes a fancy to him, and often sends her to pretend to be a young son of a wealthy merchant on the border to go behind the enemy lines to find out information .

"Although there are reckless people in the bitter cold land, it is rare to see people who are good at riding and shooting. If you add literacy, they must be the children of Gongqing."

"But little general Ning disappeared in the snow field, and no family is looking for him."

Luo Ziqiu never thought that Chen Lingshen's whimsical deduction would actually have many doubts.

Although these evidences were not enough to infer anything else, it at least proved that Chen Lingchen's suspicion was groundless and had a reason.

But the doubts are just doubts, there is no conclusive evidence to prove that these two unrelated people are the same person, and his task is to make Chen Ling realize that unless Yan Yuan admits it personally, the snow has already overwhelmed the past , It is difficult to go to heaven if you want to verify.

Luo Ziqiu knelt down on the ground.

He didn't know how much Chen Lingchen listened to what he said.

The sunlight passed over the window sill, outlining Chen Ling's stiff figure on the ground.

Luo Ziqiu looked down at the shadow, and for a moment, a strange thought flashed through his mind:

What exactly is Chen Lingchen bothering right now?
It is because it is impossible to verify who Ning Bai is.

Or is it just because Yan Yuan fled privately with her sweetheart?
There is no evidence now, and these two things are actually still two distinct things.

Which one is on his mind?
Luo Ziqiu naturally didn't dare to ask such a rebellious question. He was just an innocent doctor who wanted to live a few more years.

He could only comfort him without any trace:

"Your Majesty, the matter of fleeing privately is only an inference after all. If Yan Zhou really wanted to hide it, it would be too easy to be found out like this."

"What's more, if the empress really agrees with the human feelings, she will not enter the palace based on the empress's nature."

"Besides... there is no evidence to prove that the empress is young general Ning."

"Your Majesty, let's wait for Qin Jianyue first."

Luo Ziqiu tried to appease Chen Lingshen with all his heart.

It's a pity that Chen Lingshen still didn't respond.

As if he suppressed a huge emotion, his fingers firmly grasped the thin paper, his thin fingertips pierced through the paper, and the veins on his wrists gathered together...

But in the end, he just quietly lowered his eyelashes.

"Ning Mo...Ning Bai..."

There was a mocking sound from the bottom of his throat.

He raised his head, the anger in his eyes hard to heal.

"It's really good."

……

At that time, Yan Yuan had already arrived at the Weaving Department.

The weaving department was in chaos, and the female officials surrounded Yan Yuan and cried out: "Your Majesty must make the decision for us! It's Manager Lin, and she has done a lot of things to pocket her own money. Now that things are too big, she can't take care of them. Just set fire to destroy the corpses..."

Qiao Yu stood in front of Yan Yuan and confronted them: "You spitting blood! My master was killed and blamed! It's not enough for you to get it, but my master found out about Dongchuang's incident, so he joined hands to force her to commit suicide, and even put All the crimes are pushed to her!"

The female officer who took the lead wiped away her tears: "Qiao Yu, you are the one who spitting blood. The Department of Internal Affairs has already made a conclusion that Mr. Lin is committing suicide. If you have any grievances, you can go to the Department of Internal Affairs. What is wrong with accusing a deer as a horse in front of the empress?" Careful?!"

Qiao Yu: "But I clearly saw that you went to see Mr. Lin last night. Do you dare to say that her death has nothing to do with you?"

The leading female officer sneered: "If I've seen it, it's the murderer? Before I entered the house last night, I saw you in her room. If I saw you, I would be a suspect, wouldn't you?"

Qiao Yu's eyes turned red with anger: "You!"

There were ups and downs of crying in Bazhen Hall.

Yan Yuan only felt that her nose was filled with the aroma of rouge and gouache, her ears were filled with crying, and her mind was filled with tinnitus for a while.

But she managed to sort things out.

Things were far more troublesome than she imagined.

The weaving department was not as simple as the death of a director. Just before the death of director Lin, she set fire to her room.

Although the fire was quickly extinguished, many embroideries and some incense materials in the room had been burned. There were also gold and silver jewellery, although they were not burned, but the carefully designed decorations had been destroyed.

It was quite a fire of ingenuity.

A torch The weaving department had burned all the preparations for the queen mother's birthday banquet in the past few months, and the money lost was already sky-high.If Director Lin is still alive, he must be held accountable for this earth-shattering disaster. I'm afraid she will lose half her life if she doesn't die.

The problem is, she died.

Yan Yuan summoned the female officials alone.

Shuyu, the deputy director of the Weaving Department, looked as usual, with forbearance in her eyes: "She summoned Mrs. Lin yesterday, and she ordered me to send the semi-finished products that I have now to her room for inspection, saying that it will be the last inspection before sending it to Wangshu Palace tomorrow. , the personal maid in charge of Lin also knows about this matter."

The personal maid, Xianglan, cried and cried: "My lord, she was fine the day before yesterday, and she said that after the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, she would invite herself out of the palace... But yesterday, yesterday, she cried all afternoon..."

Several subordinate female officials insisted on their own words, but they all expressed the same meaning.

Director Lin has never been a clean and honest female official, she is sophisticated and bold, and has made a lot of money by taking advantage of her position over the years.

Recently, the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet was approaching, and she intensified her efforts to fill her own pockets. She made up her mind to make a fortune before she invited herself out of the palace.

It's a pity that she didn't know what happened to her, and she couldn't think about hanging herself for a while.

Before hanging himself, he set a fire.

……

Yan Yuan went to the Department of Internal Affairs after a round of trial in the Weaving Department.

Eunuch Tu Shan of the Department of Internal Affairs has fallen, and the position in charge is vacant, and Eunuch Rou Qiulian from the mansion will temporarily take his place.

Even the father-in-law can be regarded as Yan Yuan's half-old acquaintance. When he saw Yan Yuan, he bowed respectfully and held out the document that he had already prepared: "Empress, I know that the empress and her party are here, and I have already prepared it." Empress wants to see it."

Yan Yuan looked at Eunuch Lian in surprise.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but even the father-in-law has lost a lot of weight, and his brows are full of exhaustion and vicissitudes. It is rare to say seriously: "If the empress trusts the slave, I don't read these documents, and the slave can directly tell the empress the result."

Yan Yuan said, "Tell me about it."

Eunuch Lian said: "Director Lin committed suicide without a doubt."

He raised his head, his big eyes were like mice: "People may not be good people, but fire is good fire. The blessings of the empress are endless. Just sit still and wait, why bother yourself?"

Yan Yuan looked at Eunuch Lian.

She knew what he meant.

This fire not only burned Director Lin's room, but also the mess of the Queen Mother's birthday banquet. Even if Director Lin died, it would not be enough to bear the heavy responsibility, and all the female officials in the Weaving Department would be punished.

A huge weaving department is about to usher in a big reshuffle.

The biggest beneficiary of this reshuffle is her.

The past has been emptied, the relationship will be reorganized, and the money will also be liquidated. From then on, she will be a clean weaving department and will be completely used by her.

Even the manager was all smiles, obviously he was about to kowtow in place to pay New Year's greetings.

Yan Yuan reached out and took the document.

Lian Zhang was surprised: "... Your Majesty?"

Yan Yuan said calmly: "I have never been afraid of trouble."

……

Yan Yuan returned to Wangshu Palace with the documents.

Lian's documents were much more detailed than what Yan Yuan asked from the Weaving Department.

Mrs. Lin's real name is Lin Jiniang, and she was a lady of the official family when she was young. However, her family was in trouble, and she was sent to the palace by her family when she was young. Later, because of her ingenuity, she was selected into the Weaving Division and became the Weaving Division. An embroiderer in the village, and eventually became the head of the weaving department.

Not only is she ingenious, she is also good at management. Over the years, she has sat firmly in the position of weaving director, and she has also managed to contact her separated sister. She also opened an embroidery workshop outside the palace. Since then, the clever cooperation inside and outside the palace has been a source of wealth rolling.

Yan Yuan still remembered the appearance of that head of Lin, she had a dignified manner and a friendly smile, she couldn't tell she had such a skill.

It's just that she is also a little puzzled.

Since she was not short of money, why did she amass money to the point of hanging herself?
Ruan Zhu heard Yan Yuan's doubts, and responded with a sneer: "Who would think too much money?"

Ruan Zhu said: "Besides, working in the palace is like hunting in the forest. Small fish eat dried shrimps, big fish eat small fish, sheep have their own wolves to eat, even tigers and leopards, there are always skinners. Is there any shortage of money? , only she knows."

It was the first time Yan Yuan heard such an argument, and she couldn't help but asked in a daze: "Then what is this palace?"

The indifference on Ruan Zhu's face disappeared immediately: "The empress is naturally different from them."

There was only a soft light in her eyes, as if she was about to reach out and touch Yan Yuan's head in the next moment: "Your Majesty is a rain, and it is a blessing to fall here."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Ruan Zhu's flattering skills are really improving day by day.

It's a pity that we still can't solve the mystery of Mr. Lin.

However, Eunuch Lian guessed the development correctly. When the queen mother knew the disaster of the weaving department, she was really furious, and issued a decree to send out a group of palace guards. The muddy water was pumped clean.

At that time Yan Yuan was sitting in the Empress Dowager's Palace of Kindness, staring at the strange faces below in a daze.

Qiao Yu, the apprentice in charge of Lin, was at the end of the female officer line, looking at Yan Yuan with red eyes.

Yan Yuan sighed inwardly.

She really wanted to continue to investigate the embroidery workshop that Zha Lin was in charge of outside the palace, but unfortunately she had no reason, so she could only sit there frowning, waiting for the right opportunity to speak.

The queen mother restrained her anger, looked at Yan Yuan and said, "Does Yuan'er have something on her mind?"

Yan Yuan said softly: "I just feel a little unlucky recently."

Her face was full of frustration and her head was downcast.

The Empress Dowager naturally thought of her recent experiences, the changes in the plum garden, the past events in the Blue City, and now the weaving department again... She is indeed full of thorns, so she couldn't help but sigh: "Yuan'er, don't worry about it, this matter is not Yuan'er. My fault."

Yan Yuan sighed: "The concubine just thinks that the scriptures in the stupa are copied for nothing, and the Bodhisattva did not take care of the concubine."

The Queen Mother laughed: "You girl, you are so childish. The Buddha Bone Pagoda is dedicated to the ever-burning lamp, so who cares about these mundane matters?"

Yan Yuan raised her head: "Then where is the Bodhisattva taking care of the ordinary affairs of the world, so that the concubines can organize the birthday banquet more smoothly?"

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "You, when encountering difficulties, do you only want to get a Bodhisattva?"

Yan Yuan pouted her head, as a default.

The Empress Dowager looked at her slumped look, and said: "But if you want to go out of the palace to relax and worship Buddha, there is nothing wrong with it."

……

With the Queen Mother's order, the day to leave the palace was quickly finalized.

The day was set on the fifteenth day of the month.

This was the first time Yan Yuan had the opportunity to go out of the palace after entering Beijing. Xiaoyu was so excited that she leaned into Yan Yuan's ear and asked in a low voice, "Can I take a trip to see Ning Mo after I go out of the palace?"

Only Ruan Zhu frowned and sighed, "Does it have to be fifteen? Can't it be sixteen?"

Yan Yuan: "Why?"

Ruan Zhu was full of frustration: "But the fifteenth day is the day when the empress is going to bed, is it possible to miss it again?"

Yan Yuan was noncommittal.

Ruan Zhu's face was filled with resentment, "Ma'am, didn't you notice that His Majesty hasn't come for a while? He hasn't been abducted into the palace yet, so don't take it lightly!"

Yan Yuan: "..."

Ruan Zhu gritted his teeth: "No, no, ma'am, the order to leave the palace that you ask His Majesty must be written in a sincere and earnest way, and it must be stated that it is the Queen Mother's order. If you write it this way, the concubine has become crazy about the emperor recently..."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Lingchen had indeed not been to Wangshu Palace for some time.

Since the last time they broke up, he neither convicted of the last incident, nor came to the study again, as if he disappeared out of thin air.

Yan Yuan lowered her head, looking at the rice paper on the desk.

The date is set on the fifteenth, which is very good.

……

The Qianzheng Palace that night.

Chen Ling stared coldly at the request to leave the palace in front of him.

There is only one line of small characters on it, which succinctly explains the need to leave the palace. Just looking at the characters, one can imagine the eyes of the person who wrote the pen.

Reason for departure:

Bad luck is entangled, worship Buddha to drive away evil spirits.