Serial plan kills two birds with one stone
Gongyanghuai left with great gratitude and gratitude, while Qi Yan was alone in the study, thinking about the countermeasures for half a day.
After that, he wrote a greeting letter to send Qian Yuan to Xie An's mansion, and then took the carriage back to Princess Zhen Zhen's mansion alone.
Going to the side hall, I saw Nangong Jingnu sleeping deeply. Qi Yan sat on the edge of the bed, touched the other's shoulder and whispered a few times, it seemed that she was going to sleep until tomorrow.
Qi Yan took a pen and paper, wrote a note and folded it, and then called Qiu Ju and said, "Your Highness is afraid that you will not wake up until tomorrow. I asked Sister Qiu Ju to go to the Imperial Hospital and said that Your Highness would like to ask for peace. Pulse. By the way, let the imperial doctor see if you need to prescribe a prescription for conditioning."
"Yes."
Qiu Ju took the order and went, Qi Yan took a book and sat at the table to read it quietly. After half an hour, Ding You arrived.
Qi Yan opened the hall door for Ding You, and said softly, "Your Highness is still sleeping, please be gentle with the imperial doctor."
"Yes."
Ding You took a pulse for Nangong Jingnv, and gave Qiu Ju a prescription for calming the nerves and invigorating Qi. Qi Yan bowed his hands and said, "Wei Chen also ask for a peace pulse for the concubine."
"It's work."
While others were not paying attention, Qi Yan shoved the folded note to Ding You.
He checked the wound for Qi Yan again, and told her that although she was doing well, she still needed to rest and left with the medicine box on her back.
Sitting on the carriage returning to the palace, Ding You unfolded a note, which was written in sharp small words: Tomorrow I will persuade His Highness Zhen Zhenzhen to intercede for Zongzheng Siqing and other criminal ministers, and you will hand over this news to the secret post in the palace in due course. , Be sure to let Nangong let know the inside story.
Ding You rounded up the note, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.
Qi Yan is smarter than he imagined. The master and himself have never told her about the secret. With her personality, she will only hand over the note to herself if she is convinced of the master's power in the palace.
The next morning, Nangong Jingnu woke up from her sleep, stretched out comfortably, and heard Qi Yan's warm voice: "Morning, Your Highness."
She propped herself up and sat up, Qi Yan was sitting on the stool beside the bed, holding a volume of books in her hand.
"What time is it?"
"Chen Shi, His Highness slept all night."
Nangong Jingnu rubbed her eyes: "It's been so long?"
"Did your Highness sleep well?"
Nangong Jingnu suddenly remembered the matter of Weiyang Palace again, her eyes darkened and she nodded slightly.
"Is Your Highness hungry? Ask Sister Qiu Ju to come in and serve you in bathing and changing?"
"Um."
…
After breakfast, Qi Yan saw that Nangong Jingnu was still looking down, and took the initiative to take out the long-preserved jade flute and pin it on her waist: "Today, the sky is clear, the sun is beautiful and the sun is clear, Your Highness is willing to go to the garden with your ministers. go away?"
Nangong Jingnu readily agreed.
The two walked side by side on the cobblestone path. After more than a month away, the breath of spring has already quietly descended on this garden. The peach blossoms were the first to bloom, and the rows of willow trees not far away also pulled out their green branches, which were full of vitality.
Qi Yan looked at the beauty of early spring in the garden, sniffed the delicate fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but sang: "Little peach is burning willows, the weather is intoxicating."
He naturally took Nangong Jingnv's hand and said softly, "Your Highness, look at those trees, although the trees have been withered and yellowed for several months, the spring breeze blows and green again." Nangong Jingnv understood that Qi Yan was instructing herself not to be too depressed. After taking a few deep breaths and looking at Qi Yan's eyes, she felt a little more relaxed.
"I brought a dongxiao today, why don't I play a song for His Highness at the Huxin Pavilion in front?"
"it is good!"
Qi Yan took the fish food jar from Qiu Ju's hand: "Several sisters are waiting on the shore."
"Yes."
When they came to Huxin Pavilion, Qi Yan handed the jar to Nangong Jingnu, who threw a handful of it into the lake, and after a while, a group of koi rushed out to eat.
Qi Yan took out the jade flute and pressed it to her lips, and moved her skinny fingers a few times on the six sound holes.
Looking at the scene in front of me, the koi in the lake and Nangong Jingnv next to me played a song "Liu Yaojin". This song was originally low and sad, but Qi Yan made some variations to make the style of the song bright and suitable for the scene. But there is still a hint of sadness.
Nangong Jingnu stopped feeding and sat on the stone bench quietly watching Qi Yan.
I saw the white and slender fingers skillfully pressing the sound hole, and the sound of the Xiao continued to come out.
After the fish in the lake finished eating the fish food, they began to swim around the lake center pavilion. The colorful dumplings were like a delicate flower blooming in the center of the lake.
At the end of the song, Qi Yan stroked Dong Xiao in his hand and let out a shallow sigh.
"You have something on your mind?" Nangong Jingnu asked.
Qi Yan sat opposite Nangong Jingnu: "His Highness has such a bright eye, I can't hide anything from you."
"What's the matter? Talk to Ben Gong." This man, who was comforting himself just now, now puts on a sad face.
Qi Yan put the Baiyu Dongxiao on the table and thought for a while: "Yesterday, after His Highness fell asleep, Sister Chuntao came to the side hall to hand over a folding fan to the minister, saying that someone from a private house offered this thing, and an old friend asked to see it."
"The minister opened the folding fan and saw that the words on the fan were really what the minister mentioned. There are two folding fans, one is with the second sister, and the other is in the hands of Gongyang Baishi. The minister thought that the second sister would not be like this, so he returned. A private house. Sure enough, Shiraishi was waiting for me."
Nangong Jingnu listened carefully: "Then what?"
Qi Yanfu sighed, lowered her voice and continued: "Your Highness also knows that the ancestral tombs in Yongzhou before the Qingming Festival, yesterday, His Majesty dismissed all the officials involved and detained them in the Heavenly Prison of the Ministry of Punishment to be brought to justice after a trial. Among these officials was Baishi. father."
Nangong Jingnu thought thoughtfully: "Well... Gongyangzhong is the minister of Zongzheng Temple, and he really can't escape the relationship."
"His Royal Highness, the minister and the young boy Baishi know each other, and they sympathize with each other. Although they have little contact after being appointed concubines, I have been honored by Brother Gongyang and Baishi many times. I can't bear the suffering of Lord Gongyang..."
"what do you mean… "
Qi Yan got up, kicked the hem of her clothes and knelt in front of Nangong Jingnu, who quickly supported her arm: "What are you doing? Get up and talk."
"My lord is guilty."
"What's your sin? Get up first!"
"Yes."
Qi Yan sat back in his seat and whispered, "According to the rules of the Wei Kingdom, internal ministers are not allowed to engage in government. But the eldest son of Gongyang House is on duty in Hongwen Hall, and Baishi just ordered a minor official who is not qualified to face the Holy Spirit. After such a big matter, all the ministers in the court and the middle are silent, and no one intercedes. The minister dared to ask His Royal Highness to persuade His Majesty to save these adults from the death penalty. Even exile or detention is fine."
"A capital crime? Is it that serious?"
"His Majesty Longyan is furious this time. According to Baishi, the Gongyang Mansion is already preparing for Lord Gongyang's death."
Nangong Jingnu frowned: "Although these people have made a mistake, this palace believes that the crime will not lead to death. However... Father Huang believes in the number of yin and yang, so it is possible to make such a decision."
Qi Yan looked at Nangong Jingnu expectantly: "I dare you, Your Highness, can you do anything?"
Nangong Jingnu looked at Qi Yan: "Are you frowning about this?"
Qi Yan nodded: "I met Baishi at first sight and became close friends. People cannot be resurrected from the dead. These adults are all ministers of the imperial court... It's a pity that the ministers are soft-spoken."
Nangong Jingnu pondered for a moment, then replied cautiously: "I'm afraid it is impossible for the officials to resume their duties... But I am sure that they will be exempted from the death penalty."
Qi Yan was overjoyed: "That's good."
"I will enter the palace in the afternoon."
"Your Highness."
"Um?"
"I have another unkind request."
"you say."
"Can Your Highness... not report the fact that Shiraishi came to the minister to the emperor? This minister..."
Nangong Jingnu raised her eyebrows: "You can't trust this palace?"
"No such intention, I just..."
Nangong Jingnu suddenly laughed: "Are you afraid of death?"
"Um."
Nangong Jingnv restrained her smile, and there was a reassuring warmth in her agile eyes: "Bengong knows what he has in mind, don't worry."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Qi Yan glanced at the shore "inadvertently", Chuntao and Qiuju were still standing there.
The fingers hidden in the sleeves moved: Within three days, Chuntao will definitely leave the house.
This was the one-stone-two-birds plan she thought of yesterday. From the very beginning, Qi Yan felt that Chuntao and Qiuju were the biggest obstacle to her "manipulating" Nangong Jingnu, especially Chuntao!
Both of them are nearly 30 years old, they have rich experience, their eyes are vicious, and the most important thing is that Nangong Jingnu trusts them very much.
In order to get revenge, he will continue to give Nangong Jingnu "bad ideas" in the future.
Qiu Ju is okay, and doesn't talk much on weekdays. But Chuntao is fierce and loyal, and if she sees any clues, she will desperately mention Nangong Jingnu, which is not good...
As the saying goes: if you listen to both, it will be bright, and if you listen to partiality, it will be dark.
Chuntao and Qiuju were like two bright lights, one on the left and one on the right beside Nangong Jingnu, making it difficult for her to be in the dark.
Only by slowly cutting off Nangong Jingnu's words, can he control her better.
Qiu Ju is prudent and cautious, so let’s start with Chuntao.
…
After lunch, Nangong Jingnu entered the palace.
Qi Yan also went out of the mansion, and went to Gongyang mansion first to tell the good news to the two sons of the Gongyang family. On the grounds that it was inconvenient for the minister to stay for a long time, he left in a hurry.
After wandering aimlessly for a few streets, he turned to Xie's house.
Xie An fully considered the safety of Nangongwang when building the mansion, built his house in a secluded place, and planted an evergreen bamboo forest in front of the house, so as to prevent outsiders from following to the greatest extent.
Qi Yan used to think that this Xie An was a gentleman, but now it seems that he thinks highly of him.
Entering Xie's study, Xie An handed an envelope sealed with wax oil to Qi Yan: "The master asked me to give it to my virtuous brother, and burn it after reading it."
Qi Yan backed Xie An and shook out the letter, which wrote the words and deeds of the people in the hall on the day Nangong Rang came back.
When Qi Yan saw Xing Jingfu's advice, she narrowed her eyes.
She threw the letter into the brazier, watched it turn into ashes, and said to Xie An, "Brother Yuanshan, please transfer it to His Highness for me. The first battle was won, and the second prince will not be able to cause any trouble in the short term. Don't show any clues. Since Taiwei Lu is in bed, it is not appropriate for His Royal Highness to nominate a new candidate to be in command, so as to avoid the suspicion of forming a party for selfishness. I believe that His Majesty will make a decision soon, and His Highness must not recommend himself to lead the troops. This muddy water is absolutely unstoppable.”