Chapter 363 The Wrong Tribute

After the application time passed, Hongli put down the book in his hand and looked at the beauty couch by the window. Zarafin was concentrating on reading the account books. After returning to the Xinghuachun Pavilion, Zarafin had the energy to deal with the accounts of the business and the courtyard.

"Jiaojiao, let's go after changing clothes." As soon as Hongli finished speaking, Zarafin dropped the account book and got out of bed quickly.

Go back and change into a lake blue jacket, underneath is a warm goose-yellow winter skirt, with a circle of hibiscus flowers embroidered on the skirt, and a hibiscus velvet hairpin of the same color pinned to the head of Shenyang. From a distance, it looks more like a young lady from a rich family.

"Ah, what do you think of this body?" After Zarafin came out, he walked around in front of Hongli with a Dandan smile on his face.

"That's right." Hongli laughed happily. This winter coat was worn by others when he was outside. After returning to the palace, he specially asked the people from the Shangyi Bureau to make it. He hoped that Zarafin could wear it when he went out.

"Master, something has happened!" When the two were talking, Gao Wuyong hurried over, "In the tribute sent by Fujin, there is a clock from a three-story pagoda."

After the words fell, Zarafin looked at Gao Wuyong in astonishment, and Hongli stood up in surprise.

Fujin is a man who knows the rules, and he would definitely not do such a thing. Who did it?

"Are you sure?" Hongli looked at Gao Wuyong and asked.

"Adventure sent little Sula over to inform that Lord Long Live and Empress Empress are extremely annoyed, and they have already called Fujin to Wanfang Anhe." Gao Wuyong said directly.

Hongli frowned slightly: "Jiaojiao, we can't go to the night market today, let's go tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Hongli turned to leave, but was dissuaded by Gao Wuyong.

"Master, Ada said, the empress told me to let the little master go too." Gao Wuyong said.

Zarafin looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Yes, little Sula is still waiting outside, and she carried two soft sedan chairs." Gao Wuyong took a step back and lifted the cotton curtain at the door, Zarafin looked outside and listened to the two soft sedan chairs.

"Jiaojiao, let's go together." Hongli sighed.

Fujin was so careless, he was plotted by someone, and he didn't realize it.

She was sitting in the sedan chair, her heart was full of emotions, if something happened to Fujin, people outside would definitely think that she was playing tricks.

Wan Fang'an and the main hall were very quiet, only the sound of burning silver carbon in the earth dragon could be heard. Yongzheng and the empress sat on the main seats, looking down at Sifu Jin, with a rather bad expression on his face.

On the table between the two of them, there is also a clock. If this clock is used at other times, the two of them will not get angry.

Si Fujin knelt on the carpet, as if he didn't feel the slightest warmth from the outside world, and even felt that his whole body was icy cold.

The servants in her courtyard were all carefully selected by the Fucha clan, and those sent by the House of Internal Affairs were all replaced by Fujin. She never expected that with such strict precautions, they would be targeted by someone.

"Master, Si Age and Si Fang Fujin are here." Su Peisheng came to Yin Zhen's side to report.

"Let the two of them come in." Yongzheng wanted to deal with it as soon as possible. If Yushi knew about it, he would definitely go online.

Zarafin followed Hongli into the palace, feeling uncomfortable all over. After bowing quietly, he used himself as a backdrop for fear of being targeted.

"Yuanshou, how do you manage the backyard?" Yongzheng slammed his teacup on the table with a snap.

Hongli hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Huihan Ama, it's my son who knows his mistake."

While Hongli was pleading guilty, she saw the clock on the table. It was a three-storey clock with a typical Western style. The top book was a steeple with a small window in the middle. It should be on time, and there would be a The bird came to tell the time.

The windows on the second floor are open, and there are several blond-haired little people inside. Outside the bottom door, there are two elephants sitting on the left and right.

Suddenly, Zarafin remembered that this clock was exhibited in the modern Forbidden City Clock Museum, and it was taken back to the warehouse after only a period of time. I remembered that the narrator said that it was the favorite of Queen Xiaoxian of Hongli. It was Fu Heng who paid tribute to the palace.

Today, this clock is still a tribute, and the people who pay tribute and those who receive it have changed.

"Who pays tribute to elders' clocks during Chinese New Year!" The queen looked at Si Fujin, "Old Si family, what do you think?"

The queen felt a deep sense of powerlessness psychologically. After Sifujin married into the royal family, the queen had no leisure and always had to help Sifujin to clean up the mess, which made the queen a little annoyed.

"Emiang, my daughter-in-law really knows it's wrong!" Sifujin's eyes were red, and she was really scared. She didn't expect to have such concerns about this New Year's gift that Zhong Fuheng gave her. The servants were careless. , actually took this as a tribute.

Fucha's family hid the tribute in the annual gift for her and sent it to Wuling Chunse together.

"I know I'm wrong, if Khan Ama sees it, you just admit your mistake, will the empress dowager and the emperor be satisfied?" The queen was a little anxious about this.

Zarafen knelt behind Hongli, with a sneer on his face, the negligence of Si Fujin alone could have caused such consequences in a long time.

"Emiang, this clock is a gift from my daughter-in-law. Fu Heng bought it from an imported goods shop. When the slaves below packed the tribute, they accidentally put this clock in." Si Fujin was scolded by the queen, and his heart Exuding a cold air, after calming down, I suddenly realized that I should take out my mother's family.

Si Fujin wanted to make the servants around him take the blame, as long as the mansion and her natal family were not involved, Si Fujin felt that she had escaped a catastrophe.

Yong Zheng looked at Si Fujin coldly, and found that Si Fujin was a talent, and in such a situation, he could turn the situation around.

"Fucha family, did Li Rongbao prepare the tribute sent by Wuling Spring on your behalf?" Yongzheng looked at Sifu Jin and asked scoldingly.

Sifujin nodded with a wry smile: "Huihan Ama, yes."

Hongli felt relieved. A few days ago, he told Sifu Jin that when loading tributes, he must see clearly and never let up in the slightest. Both Wuling Spring Scenery and Xinghuachun Pavilion sent tributes. The most worrying thing was that nothing happened. It is the most reassuring to have a problem.

The queen said goodbye: "Get up."

Yongzheng frowned slightly: "Before tomorrow, send another replacement item. Remember, the box is as big as the clock box."

At this time, Yongzheng had to make a concession. If the censors knew that Sifujin's reputation was not good, even Hongli would be involved.

"Yes!" Si Fujin took the order.

Zarafin only made half a stool, and it was the first time that he heard Yongzheng's tone so cold that ice shards fell out. It really was the fourth master of Bingshan.

"Jiaojiao, you are preparing an extra gift, and you will give it to Huang Mama in person on New Year's Eve." The queen looked at Zarafin and said, shaking the bracelet of the eighteen sons of the Qing Dynasty that was specially prepared in her hand.

Zarafin hurriedly got up and took orders. The bracelets of the eighteen sons were specially prepared by Zarafen. They were made of high-quality glass beads, emerald beads and pearls of various colors. There were ten strings in total, except for the queen and Lang Jia. She and her two sister-in-laws still have six strings in her hand.

(End of this chapter)

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