Yuhua Court.
The guard brought Ji Yunshu's handkerchief over.
But it happened that Mo Ruo was about to go out.
"Mr. Mo, this is what Mr. Ji asked me to send over, saying that it is for you to see what medicinal herbs are."
With a bottle of wine hanging in his hand, he glanced at the thing and took it.
The guard left.
Afterwards, he handed the things to Xiaotong and instructed, "Take it to the attic and wait for me to come back and look at it. No one is allowed to touch it."
"OK."
Xiaotong took the things and asked again, "Master, where are you going?"
"nonsense."
He stepped out the door and mounted his horse.
Xiaotong went out to chase after two steps, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Master, what should I do when my wife finds you?"
"Just say I'm dead."
Throwing a word.
gone.
The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, and he stood there for a while before sending the folded handkerchief to the attic. As soon as he put it down, he heard someone coming up.
As soon as he heard the cheerful footsteps, he knew it was Tang Si.
"Amo."
Tang Si shouted.
As soon as Xiaotong turned around, she saw a lot of food in her hands.
Pastries, fruits, masks, sugar figures…
"Master, why did you buy a lot of things and come back?"
The child is worried, if it goes on like this, the master must be eaten by his mother and poor.
Tang Si put the things down, grabbed a piece of sesame cake in his hand, looked around while eating, and asked, "Where's Amo?"
"The master said he... "Dead!
"What are you hesitating about? I ask you, what about others?"
"Dead! Just dead!"
An innocent face.
Tang Si's hand softened, and the sesame cake fell to the ground. With a bang, it broke in half.
stunned.
Xiaotong quickly waved his hand to explain, "Mother, you misunderstood."
"What did you just say? You said he was dead?"
"No, not dead..."
"Dead or not?"
"Dead." The boy quickly slapped himself in the mouth again, and said, "Master is not dead, he just went out. Let me tell you when I leave, that he is dead."
Tang Si was almost mad at him, gave him a sideways look, and said, "If he talks halfway, he will die. Where did he go?"
"No...don't know."
"Did you go to Prince Rong's mansion?"
"It shouldn't be. It's not too far from here to Prince Rong's mansion. The master usually walks there, but the master walks on horseback. I guess... he went to the palace."
"Entering the palace? How long have you been there?"
"Half a stick of incense is less than half a stick of incense, so the master only asked me to bring this handkerchief, and said nothing else." He pointed to the handkerchief on the table.
Tang Siying glanced, his eyebrows tightened, and he stretched out his hand and took the handkerchief over. Before the little boy could stop it, he saw that she suddenly opened the folded handkerchief and fanned it in her hand, with very small black inside. The object fell and landed right on the corner of the table.
Almost invisible.
and-
Nobody noticed.
She waved her handkerchief, put it on her nose and sniffed it.
When even carrying the handkerchief and frying his hair, he questioned the child, "How can it be feminine? Say, who gave him this handkerchief?"
"This… "
"What is this?"
"Mother..."
"Okay, I started to attract bees and butterflies as soon as I returned to Beijing. When the old lady died, didn't she?"
"No, this handkerchief was sent by a man."
"What? Man?"
The man gave Moruo a handkerchief
She was so angry that she crumpled the handkerchief into a ball and shouted at the street below, "Moruo, I have to kill you."
The sound is very harsh!
…
Mo Ruo rode a horse and went all the way to the outside of the palace. He took out Yu Peiliang, who had entered the palace, and showed it to the guards guarding the city gate, and then threw the empty wine bottle in his hand to the guard.
Then he staggered in.
The guard shook the empty wine bottle in his hand and knocked it down a few times.
It's really not a drop of wine left!
The guard on the opposite side smiled, teased him, and said, "It's a dream that you want to get wine from Young Master Mo."
"you… "
His face was pale.
When Moruo entered the palace, of course he went straight to the Hall of Colleagues.
In the autumn season, the weather is getting colder.
The quilted colleague Dianli left, and as soon as he entered, there was a gust of cold wind.
Mo Ruo's body is still strong, and after drinking, his body is very warm, but he doesn't feel anything, just think that Jing Xian has lived in this palace for decades, and his body is weak, I really don't know how he survived. present.
As soon as Fulu came back from the Jingshi room, he saw Mo Ruo go in first, and hurried forward.
"Young Master Mo, you are here."
Moruo glanced at the charcoal in his hand, "Give it to me, I'll take it in."
"The slave can take it himself."
"No problem."
He took it hard and entered the inner hall.
As soon as he entered, he took the charcoal directly to the stove, not treating himself as an outsider at all.
He looked at the only small amount of charcoal left in the stove and said, "Tell you, there is no charcoal left in the temple, and I don't know if Fulu should go to the Jingshi room to pick it up earlier, you don't care, those eunuchs naturally don't care. , your body is yours, you don't care, do you still expect others to care about you?"
Jing Xian was reading a book in front of his desk and was fascinated by it.
Be silent!
Moruo took out the charcoal fire and added a piece to the stove, "Don't think I'm annoying, after all, only I will come to you."
Ha ha!
Causing Jing Xian to laugh, he said without looking up, "I heard your voice before you even entered the room."
"I have a loud voice, it's not that you don't know it."
"It seems that you went to the imperial palace, and you have a lot of energy."
"Walking in the mountains and playing in the water, of course, is spiritual." After he finished speaking, he looked at Jingxian and saw that he was reading a book in his hands, and said curiously, "You are quite leisurely, reading books all day and raising pigeons."
Jing Xian said nothing, put down the book in his hand, took a deep breath, and asked him, "Did you come to the palace specifically to see me? Or are you begging for drinks?"
"What do you say?"
"I said, you are here to chat."
"How do you say this?" Moruo poured a cup of tea by himself, and had a long talk.
Jing Xian smiled gently, shook his head, seemed helpless, got up and walked over, "You have been away from Beijing for a few months, I believe you have experienced a lot outside? Although I am in this hall of colleagues, I can't move an inch, but occasionally I hear Fu Lu. Nagging a few words in my ear, he said that when Jing Rong returned to Beijing this time, he brought a photo of the late emperor, but Ji Siyin sent troops to stop him, which caused his father to be furious, dismissed him, and sent General Ji. Go to the frontier to fight barbarians."
"anything else?"
"However... The most interesting thing I heard was the case of the dry well in the capital. I heard that Jing Rong and Jing Yi are going to investigate this case. If anyone can solve the case, the father will reward them."
Mo Ruo laughed, showing a gossip look, "Jing Xian, Jing Xian, then tell me, who can solve the case this time?"
"That stumped me."
"Is it difficult? But in my opinion, it's not difficult at all."