Early on the 31st day of the new year, Mingluan Palace set off firecrackers in the courtyard.
Zheng Guangde and a few little eunuchs ran around in the front yard to shoot cannons, while Concubine Shu sat under the porch in front of the main hall and watched, with a heavy fur blanket on her legs. Seeing that Concubine Shu was in a very good mood, the eunuchs came to the rescue, and they hung up one after another.
Crackling, one after another, the shards of red paper exploded everywhere, densely covering the snow.
Early in the morning, Mingluan Palace was the busiest in the entire palace.
Baiji was on the side, pouring warm tea for Concubine Shu. The little palace maid next to her laughed and joked: "Everyone has to wait for thirty nights to set off firecrackers, but we are in a hurry in the palace."
Concubine Shu sat on a chair covered with tiger skins, and snorted slowly and coquettishly, "Bengong can set it off whenever he wants. Even if it's not even the New Year's Day, if I want to set off firecrackers, who dares to stop me?"
The surrounding people naturally smiled and responded to her, praising Concubine Shu with joy.
It didn't take long for Jun Huailang to lead Jun Linghuan out of the east side hall to Concubine Shu. Concubine Shu ordered someone to bring them table and chairs and snacks, and asked them to stay by the side to watch the fun with her.
"How does my aunt know, Ling Huan loves to watch fireworks!" Jun Linghuan said happily, leaning on Concubine Shu's side.
Concubine Shu smiled and rubbed her hair: "Does this palace still know? There will be fireworks in the palace tonight. Then ask your brother to lead you upstairs to have a look."
When Jun Linghuan heard the fireworks, his eyes were shining, and he nodded at Concubine Shu, "Okay!"
When Jun Huailang heard the words, he glanced at the west hall.
Today, Mingluan Palace is decorated with lanterns, red silk and lanterns hanging around, and the front yard is full of fiery red firecracker debris, which is very lively.
On the west side, the doors and windows were closed as before.
He didn't know that the hall on the west side was dead silent at this time.
Through the closed doors and windows, the sound of firecrackers can be vaguely heard from outside, which sounds lively and festive. And Jin Bao knelt in front of Xue Yan, and didn't dare to let out the air.
Xue Yan held a secret letter in his hand.
This is what Jinbao rushed to Xidingmen early this morning to get it back. During his vigil last night, he saw the signal from the gate of Xidingmen. The signal came from Xue Yan's dead soldiers. In addition to the regular handover, if there was an emergency report outside the palace, they would send such a signal in the direction of Xidingmen.
Therefore, in the early morning of Jinbao, he ran to Xidingmen, complaining and cursing against the cold wind of the New Year's Eve.
It's really a shame to sacrifice his life for his master.
However, when he received the secret letter, Jinbao couldn't scold.
"This letter concerns the cause of death of the master's biological mother." The dead man said when he handed the letter to Jinbao. "Don't talk too much, just bring the letter with you."
Jinbao Nuo Nuo should be.
When he brought the letter back, he saw that the master was reading the letter silently, and there was no movement for a long time.
Jinbao murmured in his heart, only to feel that his master was also miserable. Who would be in a hurry to receive the cause of death of their mother during the Chinese New Year
Jinbao felt some sympathy in his heart, but he was more anxious.
The master doesn't seem to be in a good mood, and I don't know if he will take his anger out as a slave.
Jinbao waited anxiously for a long time, looking for opportunities to take a peek from time to time. After a while, he heard Xue Yan let out a fluttering smile.
"Wu Shunhai, that's really good." Xue Yan's voice was hoarse and gentle, dissipating in the sound of crackling firecrackers outside the window.
He slowly folded the letter, put it on the unburned candle at the table, and burned it little by little.
This Yi Jieyu gave him a lot of surprises.
Originally, it was found out that she had an affair with Qingtian Supervisor Lingtai Lang, so the dead men followed the clues and wanted to find more useful information. But I never thought that after finding only one piece of useful news, there were other discoveries.
Yi Jieyu had contacts with Dongchang in the years before and after his mother's death.
It turned out that it was Wu Shunhai who was bribed by Yi Jieyu and gave his mother medicine. Just because the dose was not well controlled, he was left with one life. However, Yi Jieyu still kept her promise. After the matter was completed, Wu Shunhai, who had killed her master, was brought to the East Factory.
Now, Wu Shunhai, who has climbed to a high position in Dongchang, finds himself in tears in order to make Dongchang rise again, saying that for the sake of the old master, he must escort himself.
This rootless slave is really capable. He must have thought that he would not know until he died, that this old servant who had shown his goodwill was the murderer of his biological mother.
Xue Yan smiled lightly.
He had never met his mother, grew up in a military camp, and had no concept of "family" or "home". He only felt that it was very interesting that an old slave tried to play tricks, and he wanted to fight with him, to kill the old slave a little bit, and tell him what kind of people he should not provoke.
Jinbao glanced at him cautiously.
The doors and windows were closed, and the room was still dark. The dancing candlelight reflected on his master's face, always looking gloomy. You Qi's eyes staring at the flames were cold and cruel, and Jin Bao was horrified.
Is it... because of my mother's death
He cautiously persuaded: "Master, the deceased is gone, you don't need to be too sad. For the new year, you should be happy..."
Xue Yan looked up at him.
There was no trace of sadness in those eyes. There was bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes, sullen and terrifying, like a jackal that smelled blood.
Jin Bao trembled in his heart. Sure enough, he shouldn't use the thinking of a normal person to speculate that he is the master who looks like the king of hell.
When he said something wrong, Jinbao hurriedly wanted to find where to make it up.
He rolled his eyes, searched around, and immediately locked onto Xue Yan's pillow.
"Master! It's New Year's Eve today, you should put on the piece of jade that His Royal Highness gave you! It's a koi carp, how festive!" Jinbao said quickly.
Sure enough, those amber eyes were stunned for a moment, and then the clouds and mist dispersed, and the blood and cruelty contained in them gradually faded away.
"Well, bring it." He heard Xue Yan's order.
Jinbao also figured out the doorway.
This grandfather is full of inverse scales, and no one can touch it. The only place where you can lick your hair is the place related to His Royal Highness.
Thinking about it, that living Bodhisattva, who saves suffering, can even save this evil ghost.
Seeing this, Jinbao hurriedly ran to Xue Yan's bedside, took out the red seal under the pillow, and handed it to him with both hands.
Sure enough, his master did not refuse.
Even the secret letter that his master was about to burn half way, just put it on the table, bowing his head and tying the jade pendant.
A transparent sapphire koi, moist and gentle, hangs on Xue Yan's body, it seems a bit inconsistent, like the king of hell wearing a cassock, no matter how you look at it, it's awkward.
But I don't know if it was an illusion or not. The sapphire light was reflected by two points, into Xue Yan's cold and stern eyes.
The pair of amber eyes with no temperature reflected a somewhat mild and moist color.
After Jinbao walked out for a while, he hurriedly stepped forward and burned the second half of the secret letter for Xue Yan.
Xue Yan then divided his attention and fell on Jinbao.
He remembered two other messages on the secret letter.
One is that no one in Yijieyu's palace knew about her relationship with Lingtailang. The two of them communicated with each other. It was always Yijieyu who used the name of worshipping the Buddha to be next to the Qin Tianjian behind the Buddhist hall. On a small road, I meet Lingtai Lang.
The second article said that Jinbao's mother contracted a lung disease and had no money for treatment, so she asked Xue Yandang how to deal with it.
Xue Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the sapphire koi beside him.
"Go to the storeroom to get some silver by yourself." He played with the carp on his waist, rubbing it in his hand, and said lightly. "Take as much as you want, and send it out to treat your mother."
Jin Bao was taken aback.
His family only sent a letter two days ago, saying that his mother had a bad cough these two days and wanted him to send some money out. However, Jinbao was not very well-off and could not come up with money, so he had to wait for the reward after the new year, and then send it out together.
But I didn't expect that the master even knew this
His family didn't know the existence of those dead men. He thought that the people in his family were just coercion, but he didn't expect such a thing, they would also report to the palace.
…and get distracted to do themselves a favor.
It was the first time that Jinbao had a seed, and he was not only a tool that was thrown away when he used it, but he felt that he was regarded as his own by them.
His eyes suddenly became hot, and he knelt down to the tunnel and said, "Thank you, master, for my mother!"
Xue Yan glanced at him and didn't take it seriously.
He just suddenly remembered the little peacock just now.
He suddenly thought that if the little peacock knew about this, he must try his best to cure Jinbao's mother. Although I don't have this idle heart, I don't know why, I don't want to do things that go against the idea of the little peacock.
It's just a little money, just a word.
He stood up, bypassed Jin Bao, who was kneeling on the ground in gratitude, walked to the mirror, and took a sideways photo.
His clothes are mostly dark, and his temperament is cold. This jade does not look very suitable for him. However, Xue Yan stared at the jade pendant for a while, but a smile appeared on his face.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Xue Yan glanced at Jinbao, who hurriedly got up and ran to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, the sound of firecrackers from outside rushed in. Jun Huailang stood at the door, wearing a soft red cloak, smiled slightly, and his cold face was stained with two points of New Year's joy.
"Is the Fifth Highness here?" Jun Huailang asked with a smile. "My aunt called him to watch the firecrackers together."
As soon as Xue Yan heard it, he knew that Jun Huailang must have come by himself. He always put his own thoughts on Concubine Shu, and every time he was very lame, he always thought he couldn't see it.
But he didn't say anything, pulled the cloak with one hand, and stepped forward.
"Here." He stopped in front of Jun Huailang.
"You put the jade on?" As soon as he approached, Jun Huailang saw the jade pendant beside him sharply. He took a few glances and said with a smile. "It's still appropriate, my eyesight is really good."
"I also have one for you here." Xue Yan said, took out a red seal from his sleeve, and said a little jerky. "happy New Year."
Jinbao was beside him and saw it sharply.
Unlike those red envelopes that are wrapped in silver and two ingots, the red envelopes are flat, and the thickness is amazing.
Jinbao saw at a glance that the red envelopes were filled with silver notes. He has cleaned up the warehouse for Xue Yan, and he knows how much money he has.
... Looking at the thickness, I think that this master has already spent seventy-eighth of his private treasury in addition to leaving the money to support the dead, and there is nothing left.