The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

The capital of Dazhou is the most prosperous place in the world. There are many people who have spare money to send kindness. If you count the shantangs, there are many shantangs. Some of them are run by the government, some are run by noble families, and some small-scale shantangs don’t even know who their owners are. Who.

Zhu Duohuan's wife was born in a small shantang whose owner is unknown. The shantang was burnt down many years ago, and the orphans of the shantang died or disappeared.

Han Ran tried his best to investigate Zhu Duohuan and his wife. After many searches, he found out that Zhu Duohuan's wife was an adopted daughter, and her history was that shantang.

As the investigation deepened, Han Ran discovered that the shantang had been funded by a mysterious man. What shocked him was that the mysterious man seemed to be inextricably linked with the palace.

Han Ran stared at the results of the investigation in a daze, and rubbed his face vigorously: I can't go any further.

He is the commander of Jinlinwei, the eyes and ears of the emperor, no matter what he finds, it should not be hidden from him.

This is the foundation of his standing.

But when such investigation results are presented, the emperor will definitely be furious with Longyan.

After hesitating for many days, Han Ran bravely entered the palace to return to life.

At this time, the new auspicious day had been set, and the matter of the tiangu swallowing the sun became a knot in Emperor Jing Ming's heart.

The first time I got away with it, what if it happened again? Dazhou can not withstand so many twists and turns as the crown prince.

"What did you find?"

With a solemn expression, Han Ran presented a book.

Pan Hai took it with both hands and turned to Emperor Jing Ming.

Emperor Jing Ming opened the book and took a quick look, his face changed drastically.

Han Ran hurriedly lowered his head, sweat dripping from his palms.

Emperor Jing Ming glanced coldly at Han Ran and threw the book at his feet.

The zhezi slammed on the gold brick, making a sound, neither light nor heavy, but it was as if a heavy hammer hit the heart, which shocked everyone.

Han Ran silently knelt down on one knee.

Emperor Jing Ming put his hand on the table, his face turned blue, and asked slowly, "Is this the result of your investigation?"

Han Ran lowered his head and spit out a word: "Yes."

"The shantang that opened more than 20 years ago is related to the palace. Are you telling me that there is a problem with the queen mother?" The word queen mother was turned on the tip of Emperor Jing Ming's tongue before he said it.

He never thought that such a secret investigation would one day be related to the Queen Mother, and it was almost impossible to ask.

Emperor Jing Ming's questioning was like a mountain pressing on Han Ran, causing him to bend over.

Han Ran gritted his back teeth and tried his best to calm down: "Wei Chen dare not make any guesses, Wei Chen is only responsible for summarizing what he has seen and hearing and presenting it to you."

Han Ran was a little surprised.

Although the details of the investigation were recorded in the booklet, the nobles in the palace did not point out that it was the queen mother, but the emperor blurted out. What does this mean?

So many things have happened in the past two years. Did the emperor have some doubts about the queen mother without knowing it?

Han Ran thought about this, but he didn't dare to show the slightest on his face, and honestly waited for Emperor Jing Ming to attack.

Emperor Jing Ming blew his beard and stared at Han Ran who was kneeling below. After a while, he hummed angrily, "Jin Linwei is becoming more and more useless, go back and continue to investigate!"

Han Ran was amnesty: "Wei Chen retire."

Seeing Han Ran fleeing, Emperor Jing Ming became even more angry.

All of them are not good things. Let Jin Linwei investigate the five senses and Lingtai Lang, and they can actually find the Queen Mother?

Emperor Jing Ming walked over unconsciously with anger, stretched out his foot and kicked the zhezi that he threw on the ground.

Zhezi was kicked and rolled over several times.

Emperor Jing Ming glanced at Pan Hai from the corner of his eye, and seeing that he was not moving, he said with a dark face, "Don't pick it up yet!"

He threw the booklet, should he pick it up himself?

This Pan Hai, who is far older than his youth, is really confused.

Pan Hai hurriedly picked up the Zhezi, dusted off the dust with his sleeve, and held it to Emperor Jingming.

Emperor Jing Ming reluctantly accepted it, and said angrily, "Go out, I want to be quiet."

Pan Hai heaved a sigh of relief and quickly walked out of the imperial study.

He knew that the emperor needed to be quiet.

The room was quiet, and Emperor Jing Ming was fascinated by the book.

Shantang was opened more than 20 years ago, and now Zhu Duohuan, who almost pushed the new prince into a doom, has been linked with Shantang.

That is to say, the man behind the scheming seven can still control those orphans today, more than 20 years after the establishment of the shantang.

Who has such great patience?

More than 20 years ago, the successor has not even entered the palace.

Emperor Jing Ming held the book with a heavy expression on his face.

If someone in the palace can really do this, I am afraid there is only one - a familiar figure flashed away in Emperor Jing Ming's heart, making his heart aches.

Could it be that all this is really related to the mother?

Impossible, the mother has absolutely no reason to do so.

Emperor Jing Ming put away the book and walked out of the imperial study. Before he knew it, he walked outside the Cining Palace and stopped for a long time.

Pan Hai asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, do you want to report?"

"No need." Emperor Jing Ming finally gave up the idea of ​​meeting the Empress Dowager, turned around and walked towards Kunning Palace.

Still useless, Emperor Jing Ming walked in with Pan Hai.

The queen is eating again.

This time, instead of grapes, I ate peaches.

A bag of peaches with sweet juice was cut into small pieces of even size, and the maid inserted a silver toothpick into the queen's mouth.

Emperor Jing Ming's eyes stopped on the peach, his face darkened.

When he didn't come, was the queen eating snacks all the time?

He was very worried, and his hair was white, so the queen treated him like this?

With jealousy, Emperor Jing Ming forgot to even make a sound.

The queen greeted her with a swipe of her mouth: "Why didn't someone pass the news when the emperor came? I'm going to greet you—"

Emperor Jing Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, ate two pieces of peach meat in a row, and motioned for the palace servants who were serving to retire.

"How is Fuqing lately?"

When it came to Princess Fuqing, the queen became depressed and smiled bitterly: "That child is a serious lover. He fell ill because of the fourteenth thing, and he can't eat well until now. I can't persuade me..."

"Do you have a suitable candidate? Fuqing is not too young, and it is time to leave the cabinet."

The queen couldn't help but be stunned: "Didn't the emperor say before that he wanted to find out the person who harmed Fuqing and then discuss her marriage?"

"Choose the concubine first, so as not to delay her."

The queen frowned slightly.

The emperor suddenly cared about Fuqing's marriage, I'm afraid it happened for a reason.

Seeing the Queen's hesitation, Emperor Jing Ming smiled and said, "It's almost Autumn. If the Queen doesn't like a candidate, she might as well pay attention to Autumn and Spring to see if there is a suitable young man."

When the words came to this point, the Queen simply smiled: "If you want to talk about young Junyan, why wait for Qiu Wei and Chun Wei to be so troublesome, I heard that the son of Lord Zhen, the Yin of Shuntian Prefecture, the champion of Lianzhong Sanyuan has not yet been married, and the emperor thinks that he will give us Fuqing. How about being a concubine?"

Emperor Jing Ming listened to what the empress said and pondered while eating peaches.

Da Zhou Xiangrui was the concubine of Fuqing? This proposal seems good.

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