Princess Zhaoxue reborn

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Xiaowan stepped forward and helped Zhaoxue sit down first. She sat down just now, looked at the three plates of pastries on the table, and frowned slightly. Both she and the master knew that at this juncture, Concubine Han would not be unreasonable.

They brought you cakes, so there must be some mystery behind it.

Murong Zhaoxue and Xiaowan sat and watched for a while, and Qin Kui and others also entered the main room.

"Xue'er, what's the matter?" Qin Kui asked Murong Zhaoxue as soon as he entered the room.

Murong Zhaoxue stood up and said to Yinxiang: "Yinxiang, you and Yinxin go and guard outside the house first, don't let anyone else get close."

"Yes, Princess." Yinxiang and Yinxin responded and exited the room.

"Master, come and take a look at these three plates of snacks. Can you tell anything?" Murong Zhaoxue saw the two closing the door and asked Qin Kui and others.

Aunt Feng helped Nanny Jiang sit down, and the others also sat around the table, looking at the snacks on the table.

"This is sent by Empress Han, the original Lin Guiren." Murong Zhaoxue explained.

"Sending snacks at this time should be a sign." Nanny Jiang said with a frown.

The rest of the people also nodded and looked at the three plates of snacks for a long time, but saw nothing.

Qin Kui stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of pastry beside the plate, and said doubtfully: "These pastries are so small, I think there are at least thirty or forty pieces in a large plate, and the arrangement is also very strange, it looks like they are randomly arranged.

There was no rule in how they were placed, and some of them fell down... And this dish, the colors are different, probably made of different things... Do you think... could there be some note hidden in the pastry?

?”

Murong Zhaoxue listened to Qin Kui's words and looked at the three plates of pastries. His eyes suddenly flashed towards Qin Kui: "Master, give the pastries to Xue'er first."

Qin Kui nodded, handed the cake to her, and asked, "Did Xue'er see anything?"

Murong Zhaoxue did not answer, but smiled slightly, took the pastry, put the pastry on the plate, straightened the crooked pastry, and finally changed the positions of the three plates of pastry.

"Do you understand, masters?" Zhaoxue looked at it for himself first, and then asked the others.

Although the people sitting here were all very smart, they couldn't understand the mystery for a while. After staring for a while, Qin Kui couldn't help it and turned to Murong Zhaoxue: "Xue'er, if you see something, tell me

Let’s talk.”

"This plate means luring snakes out of their holes, and this plate means catching them all in one go." Murong Zhaoxue pointed to two plates of pastries and pointed to another one: "I don't know what this plate means." I don't know the strategy of using pastries to convey mysteries.

Whoever came up with it was clever, but also risky. She almost didn't realize the meaning. The three plates of cakes must have been bumped when they were delivered, causing them to lose their original arrangement. Fortunately, Master Hua Niang reminded her with her words.

She, she instantly thought of the mystery, which was the placement of the pastries.

The other people listened, looked at it again, and then nodded as if they were enlightened, understanding the meaning.

"But... Princess, if the emperor wants to lure a snake out of his cave, he must first put himself in danger. Is there any danger?" Nanny Jiang asked worriedly.

Murong Zhaoxue frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to touch the middlemost pastry on the left side of the plate, raised her head, and saw a little red stain on her index finger, and said: "This plate of pastries facing the direction of the palace represents the entire palace, and the middle piece is the most important.

"Fangzheng" represents the emperor, and the red dots on it represent the color of blood. Seeing blood means something is wrong, but the red dots can be wiped off, which probably means that the emperor is just pretending to be in trouble, and it will not be a serious problem."

He paused and then said: "Look carefully at the color of this plate of pastries. This plate of pastries should be made of red beans. It's just that some of the red beans seem to be too much, and some of them seem to have less of them. As a result, the pastries in the plate are not so good."

The colors are slightly different; as far as Zhao Xue knows, the secret guards in the palace wear dark red brocade clothes, so these cakes represent the people who protect the emperor. In addition, the cakes with lighter colors can be regarded as Xiao Yunhan's people.

, if there are people who cannot be trusted, the pattern formed by the secret guards can just contain these people, so there is usually no serious problem in the palace."

The rest of the people nodded in agreement after hearing this. Shukui reached out and took the pastry in the middle of the plate on the right, smelled it carefully, then put it back to its original position and said: "This plate of pastry has different colors, and the snow

She likes to wear fiery red clothes on weekdays. If I guessed correctly, the pastry in the middle should be made from the red dragon fruit that was sent as tribute, which represents Xueer."

Murong Zhaoxue's eyes lit up and she nodded: "Master is still great."

Shukui smiled and shook his head: "Xue'er, don't make fun of the master."

"Princess, the piece in the middle represents the princess. Are the pastries on the other side the same as the plate of pastries in the palace? What do they represent?" Xiaowan looked up at Zhaoxue and asked.

Murong Zhaoxue nodded, looked at it for a while, then walked towards the inner room with a flash of eyes. After a while, he took out a piece of kraft paper and a writing brush and put them on the side of the table.

Lengfu was circled and pointed at the pastry: "The location of Lengfu is in the middle of the capital. If this pastry in the middle represents Lengfu, then this pastry is in the southeast corner of Lengfu..." He said, looking at the kraft paper

Above: "The southeast corner of Leng Mansion should be this area, but here there are shops, people, officials, restaurants...what could it be referring to?"

"Xue'er, could it be that you are referring to the official's residence? We are so timid because we don't want to act rashly and alert the enemy, thus letting the fish slip through the net. And we want to catch all the ministers who have colluded with Xiao Yunhan, so

Do these pastries represent any minister?" the painter asked speculatively.

Murong Zhaoxue thought for a while, then nodded: "What the master said is very reasonable." After saying that, he lowered his head to look at the kraft paper, took a pen and circled the official residences in that area, and said doubtfully: "There are also four large and small official residences in this area, which one would you point to?

one?"

The others also looked at it carefully, but for a while they couldn't think of any way to tell the difference.

Shukui frowned, reached out and picked up the pastry, smelled it carefully, broke some off and put it in his mouth, saying, "This pastry should be made of plums." As he spoke, he put the pastry into his mouth.

Put it back in its original position.

"Li Zi?" Murong Zhaoxue's eyes lit up, he looked at the circled official residences, and wrote on one of them: "It should refer to this one, Prime Minister Li."

"That's right." The others smiled and nodded.

Murong Zhaoxue pointed to the pieces next to the pastry: "These three pastries are all on the east side of Leng's Mansion." He circled a piece on the kraft paper with a pen: "Then roughly at this location, this location has Du Cha.

Yushi, cabinet bachelor, old master, minister of the Ministry of Rites, deputy general, young minister of Taipusi Temple, chief soldier of the capital, all commanders..." He circled all the official residences in the east of Leng Mansion and looked at Shu Kui: "Master, please excuse me.

Try these three pastries again."

Shukui nodded, first picked up a piece and smelled it, then broke some off and tasted: "This cake has the taste of longan."

"Dragon eye?" Murong Zhaoxue wondered: "What does longan represent? There is no word for dragon or eye in the names of the adults in these official residences."

"Princess, this longan is only called by the palace and the dignitaries. Ordinary people call longan longan." Aunt Feng said. The year before last, she went home to visit relatives, and the family prepared longan. She stayed in the palace for a long time, and called her longan.

I made longan, so I was teased by my wife.

The eyes of several people brightened, and Murong Zhaoxue wrote on the vellum: "Among these officials, only the old master Wei Guiqin has the character "Gui"."

Shukui nodded, put down the cake in his hand, picked up another piece, smelled it, tasted it again, and thought for a while: "This piece of cake has green plum juice added to it."

"Qingmei?" Murong Zhaoxue raised his eyes, thought for a moment, and then drew a stroke on the brown paper: "It refers to the cabinet bachelor Ji Qingdu, Lord Ji."

Shu Kui was already tasting the third piece of pastry. His brows furrowed slightly and he handed it to Qin Kui: "Hua Niang, Ruo Niang can't taste this piece. You've traveled a lot, so just give it a try."

Qin Kui nodded, took the pastry, broke off a piece and tasted it carefully. After thinking for a while, he raised his eyes and said, "This pastry should be made from guava."

"Guava... Then this one is even easier to guess. It must be Mr. Fan Shi'an, the Minister of Rites." Murong Zhaoxue said and made a mark on the vellum.

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"There is one last piece." Murong Zhaoxue pointed to a piece of pastry on the plate on the right and drew several official residences on the kraft paper.

Shu Kui and Qin Kui broke off some cakes and tasted them together. They frowned slightly and said, "This is almond cake made from bitter almonds." After that, they took some tea and drank it.

"Bitter almond..." Murong Zhaoxue repeated doubtfully, pointing to the two mansions on the vellum paper: "This is He Tairen, the chief envoy, and this is Yin Qingren, the governor of the capital. Who can they be?"

"Are there two of them?" Nanny Jiang frowned. There was nothing else to describe their names.

"Almond cake... you can make it with ordinary almonds, why do you need to use bitter almonds?" Murong Zhaoxue asked doubtfully.

"Yes...there must be an explanation for this." Qin Kui said in agreement, putting the remaining half of the piece back into the plate.

"Could it be that...who among Master He and Master Yin is related to the word 'bitter'?" Aunt Yun looked at the other people and asked.

Murong Zhaoxue nodded: "It's very possible. Have these masters heard anything about it?"

The other people shook their heads and said they had never heard of it.

"Princess, why don't you ask the servants in the mansion? Often the servants of wealthy families like to discuss the latest happenings in the capital behind their backs. You might ask something." Aunt Yao suggested.

Murong Zhaoxue nodded and called outside the house: "Yinxiang, come in."

Yinxiang quickly pushed open the door and entered in front of Murong Zhaoxue, saluting: "What are your orders, Princess?"

"Yinxiang, have you heard anything about Chief Minister He Daren and Governor Yin in the past few months?" Murong Zhaoxue asked.

Yinxiang was a little confused, but thought about it seriously. After a while, she lowered her head and said, "The princess is angry, and this servant has never heard about the two adults."

"So... then you go and ask other people in the courtyard, and you have to ask very casually." Murong Zhaoxue ordered again.

"Yes, Princess." Yinxiang responded and walked out of the house.

"Oh, these bitter almonds are really bitter. I only ate a few, but there is still a bitter taste in my mouth." Qin Kui said, picking up the tea and drinking it.

Yinxiang, who had just reached the door, flashed her eyes, turned back, and bowed: "To the princess, I remembered it. I heard the sisters in the house talk about it some time ago. The governor of the capital, Mr. Yin, was infected with the cold, but he didn't...

I was willing to take the medicine, but I thought it was too bitter. This matter was reported by the servants in the governor's house, and Mr. Yin became famous for being afraid of bitterness."

Several people at the table looked at each other, Murong Zhaoxue made a mark on the Yin Mansion on the cowhide, looked at Yinxiang, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Yinxiang, you can go out first."

"Yes, Princess." Yinxiang smiled happily, turned around and left.

When they got outside the house and closed the door, they heard Yinxin ask: "Yinxiang, why did the princess call you in?"

"Nothing, just asking me to pour a few cups of tea." Yinxiang thought about how cautious the princess and others were. The matter discussed must be very important, and she did not dare to say it casually to others.

After hearing this, Yinxin's eyes flashed, he walked to Yinxiang and said lightly: "Yinxiang, don't you think it's unfair?"

"What injustice?" Yinxiang asked strangely.

Yinxin's eyes flashed, and she pulled Yinxiang away from the main house: "Look, we are the maids of the princess like Xiaowan. We have to serve tea, deliver rice, look after the door and so on, but Xiaowan is here.

...She can be on an equal footing with the master, but she still wants us to serve her... Why should she enjoy this? The princess is really... so unfair..." As she spoke, her face was full of dissatisfaction and jealousy.

"Yinxin, how can you say that!" Yinxiang immediately straightened her face after hearing this, and her tone became a little darker: "Yinxin, let me tell you, no matter how you put it, the princess is the master, and we are just slaves.

We will do whatever the princess orders. If the princess treats us well, it is our blessing. If the princess treats us badly, it is our fate. Moreover, Sister Xiaowan is the princess's capable maid and serves the princess.

It can be said that you work hard, and you deserve such treatment." As he said that, he looked at Yinxin seriously: "Yinxin, don't let me hear you say such words again, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

After that, he took off Yinxin's hand and walked to the main room door to guard it without even looking at Yinxin.

The corners of Yinxin's mouth twitched, and he became even more dissatisfied. He hummed to himself, "Yinxiang, who do you think you are? You taught me such a lesson!" A rather handsome face was filled with unwillingness and jealousy.

Not far away, Xiao Chan hid behind a tree and watched this scene. He curled his lips, looked around, avoided the guards and walked into the house. He was thinking about how to send out the news he had learned.

Unexpectedly, Murong Zhaoxue was really as smart as the general said, so he locked her up.

In the main room, Murong Zhaoxue held up the kraft paper: "Now all the official residences mentioned in this plate of cakes have been marked out. In Zhaoxue's opinion, these people should be the ones trusted by the emperor's uncle."

Nanny Jiang nodded: "The expression should mean that we can secretly find these officials and inform them of Xiao Yunhan's conspiracy."

"But...these officials may not believe our words." Aunt Yun said worriedly: "After all, Xiao Yunhan has hidden a lot. If it weren't for Xue'er, who would have known that he was so bold in plotting a rebellion."

Murong Zhaoxue nodded: "Master is right, but..." Then he looked at Nanny Jiang: "Nanny, Zhaoxue remembers that the late emperor's grandfather and the emperor's uncle each gave their mother a gold medal.

It’s like seeing the Holy One.”

Nanny Jiang's eyes lit up and she stood up: "Yes, the eldest princess does have two gold medals bestowed by the emperor. Nanny will go and get them now."

"Don't be anxious, wet nurse. We've discussed the entire layout first, and it's not too late to go and get it." Murong Zhaoxue walked to wet nurse Jiang with a smile, and helped her sit down.

Everyone looked at the third plate of pastries in the middle. Murong Zhaoxue pointed at it: "This plate of pastries is a very ordinary glutinous rice cake. The shapes of clouds are faintly carved on the middle pieces, which represent Xiao.

There are no carvings around the Xiao family's party. It should be said that our people represent the desire to wipe out the Xiao family's party."

"Master Situ, please wait a moment. I will inform the princess." As soon as Murong Zhaoxue finished speaking, Yinxiang's voice came from outside the house, followed by a knock on the door.

"Princess, Master Situ is here."

Murong Zhaoxue raised her eyes and ordered: "Master Situ, please come into the house. Don't close the door."

"Yes, Princess." Yinxiang opened the door, and Situ Chen walked into the main room. Seeing everyone in the room, his expressions did not change, he smiled and held his hands in his hands: "Chen'er has met all the masters."

"Chen'er called you master, but you want us to teach you your skills?" Qin Kui joked with a smile.

Situ Chen smiled lightly and raised his eyebrows slightly: "If the masters are willing, Chen'er will definitely be happy with it." After saying that, he walked to Murong Zhaoxue's side and asked softly: "Xue'er, how did you sleep last night?"

He didn't care about the other people present.

Murong Zhaoxue looked embarrassed. If it was in front of others, she wouldn't care, but now the people in front of her were the people closest to her, so she felt shy.

"Situ Chen, you came just in time. We have studied some things just now. I will explain it to you in detail later on the carriage." Seeing that all the masters were smiling and joking, he hurriedly changed the topic and continued: "

After discussing for so long, several masters are hungry. The remaining matters will be discussed after Zhaoxue Qinhu comes back. Let's go to the hall to have a meal first." After that, he took the lead to the door and ordered: "Yinxiang, let someone

Just bring breakfast to the hall."

Several people in the main room laughed lightly when they saw Murong Zhaoxue's appearance, especially Situ Chen. It was rare to see such a cute and embarrassed side of the little tiger.

Everyone put aside their troublesome things for the time being and went to the hall to have breakfast with a smile.

In the palace, the morning court was taking place. Murong Yuan was sitting on the dragon chair, looking a little tired. He looked at the ministers of His Highness and waved his hands: "Do you still have the report? If there is no report, then I will.

Just retreat from the court."

"Your Majesty, I have a written statement!"

Murong Yuan looked over and saw that it was Prime Minister Li, so he waved his hand and said, "What do you have to say, Prime Minister?"

"Your Majesty, my good friend Mr. Yan came to the capital a few days ago in search of his daughter. I helped in the search and learned that Mr. Yan's daughter entered the palace last night. I dare to ask your Majesty, is this possible?" Prime Minister Li was already in his fifties.

Even at the age of 10, he is still getting stronger and stronger, he is full of energy and his speech is fluent.

But his words made Murong Yuan's expression change. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Prime Minister Li. After a moment, he said: "There is something about this..." He wanted to see why Prime Minister Li asked this question. Yan Suqin is Xiao Yunhan's.

Man, if Prime Minister Li asked this question at this time, there must be something fishy in it.

"Your Majesty, Lord Nayan's daughter is innocent..."

"Okay, no need to say more, I will issue an edict to confer the title on a certain day, Prime Minister, there is no need to worry." Murong Yuan already understood what Prime Minister Li meant, but his brows furrowed. At this juncture, Prime Minister Li actually spoke for Xiao Yunhan's people.

, could it be him...

Eunuch Li on the side narrowed his eyes, flashed with deep anxiety, and sighed in his heart, this is bad.

"Okay, I have nothing else to report, so I'll just go down to court. I'm tired." Murong Yuan waved his hand again and said directly.

Eunuch Li came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward, and shouted loudly: "Retreat from the court!" After saying that, he bent down and stretched out his hands.

All the ministers hurriedly knelt down, lowered their heads and said in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live the emperor."

Murong Yuan put on his sleeve and walked out of the main hall, his face expressionless the whole way.

"Little Lizi, ask them all to step back. You accompany me to Yong'an Palace." Murong Yuan ordered the other eunuchs who were following him.

"Cha." Eunuch Li responded, waved to the other eunuchs and maids who were following him, and then helped Murong Yuan walk to Yong'an Palace.

Arriving at a relatively secluded place, Eunuch Li looked around and hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, this servant is confused. Please forgive me for your anger."

Murong Yuan frowned: "Get up and talk, what happened?"

Eunuch Li looked around again, knowing that it would be easy to attract attention when kneeling. He responded and got up, but with his head lowered: "To report to the emperor, this servant made a big mistake. At the beginning of Yinshi, the concubine Han got up."

After getting out of bed, he called the servant to the imperial dining room and asked the servant if he knew which ministers were absolutely loyal to the emperor. The servant was bold and told the empress that the servant knew it. He also told the empress about the ministers that the servant thought were loyal to the emperor. The empress then thought

The method is to pass on those loyal ministers to the princess in the form of cakes."

"What? In the form of pastry?" Murong Yuan was confused about this at first, because he didn't hear Xinhan mention it, and he couldn't see the pastry just now...

"Yes, Your Majesty, your Majesty, I have placed cakes according to the adults' residences, and made cakes based on the foods in the adults' names. I think the princess is smart and will be able to reveal the secrets... Your Majesty, my servant is bold, please

The emperor is angry."

"Have you spoken to Concubine Han about the Prime Minister?" Murong Yuan's expression did not change and he just asked lightly.