After thinking for a moment, Qingguan said again: "The number of banks is huge. If we add the number of thirty-two branches, I'm afraid you will be too busy. Now you don't have to worry about the affairs of Jin Mansion. Just focus on these accounts." Please do it clearly without making any mistakes.”
"Yes, miss."
Qingguan smiled, leaned weakly on the couch, and slowly closed her eyes. This pulse diagnosis took up too much of her energy, so she had to take a good rest.
Yinzhen gently covered the young lady with the blanket. Just as he was about to leave, the tip of his nose moved and he said, "Miss, there is a smell of blood in this room."
Qingguan didn't even bother to open her eyes, "You also smelled it. The sisters searched for a long time and changed the bedding."
"Miss, please rest a while. I'll come here to taste it."
Qingguan just let her go.
Silver Needle stood on tiptoes and sniffed each place with her nose, and finally returned to the lady's bedside.
On the rose-red bed sheets, a black ball of cloth looked particularly dazzling. Silver Needle muttered: "Could it be the smell coming from the gold seal?"
"Nonsense, where does the smell of blood come from from the golden seal?"
Qingguan replied half-awakely. As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her eyes suddenly, reached out and grabbed the black cloth beside her pillow, and smelled it several times, smelling a strong smell of blood.
"Hold the lamp."
Seeing the lady's solemn look, Yinzhen hurriedly lit the candle and stepped forward.
Qingguan unfolded the black cloth, and in front of the candlelight, he saw that the black cloth was faintly glowing red against the candlelight, and there seemed to be a few words on it.
His heart twitched violently, Qingguan seemed to understand something, and said sternly: "Yin Zhen, I want to see Master Shi."
The moon's shadow slants to the west.
Sheng Fang knelt in front of the Sheng family tomb, took the three incense sticks from Qian Fu, bowed three times, and inserted them into the incense burner.
Qian Fu talked about the past events in detail, and Sheng Fang listened carefully without moving. Maybe it was the cold wind blowing by the lake that sent a slight chill under his feet.
Blessings and misfortunes depend on this, and misfortunes come from blessings. If his grandfather hadn't refused to let him enter the Sheng family, he should be lying in it now.
Qian Fu said: "Miss has already arranged the courtyard. When will Master Eighteen move here?"
Sheng Fang smiled at Qian Fu and said, "I have twenty brothers. These people have been with me through life and death..."
"Master Eighteen, their old slaves in the courtyard have also been prepared."
Sheng Fang nodded and said, "Uncle Fu, I will move tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of horses honking. Under the moonlight, Chen Ping got off his horse and hurriedly walked towards them.
"Master 18, Miss wants to see you."
The door of the Jin Mansion creaked shut, and a black shadow fell from the tree and ran out.
Half an hour later, the dark shadow entered Prince Shou's Mansion. He found A Li, the prince's personal attendant, and whispered a few words in his ear.
After hearing this, A Li frowned, straightened his clothes and opened the study door.
"Go back to your lord, Hu Yong and the others will move into the Jin Mansion tonight."
Zhao Jingyan rubbed the center of her brows, showing a faint look of fatigue, and then said after a long time: "We face each other day and night..."
We can't face each other day and night. Master, we have to find a way quickly. Ah Li was anxious.
After a long time, Zhao Jingyan suddenly said: "Go and call Concubine Yan."
After half a cup of tea, Yanwu came in a beautiful dress, and the maid behind him was carrying a food box.
"Yanwu has made some braised duck with ginseng and ginseng to replenish the body of the prince. Please try it, prince."
Zhao Jingyan smiled lightly and said, "I'm a little hungry. Let's get a bowl."
Yan Wu smiled, filled a bowl of soup with his own hands and placed it on the table. The aroma suddenly filled the study room.
Zhao Jingyan tasted it, nodded and praised: "It's oily but not greasy, fresh and delicious, and it's all a lot of thought. Of the eighteen concubines in this mansion, you are the only one who cares about my body the most. Ah Wu, thank you for your hard work." "
Yan Wu was startled, a layer of mist forming in front of her eyes, and she said emotionally: "For the sake of the prince's body, no matter how hard you work, it's worth it."
Zhao Jingyan turned a blind eye to the deep affection in her eyes, and just patted her soft breasts twice.
A Li waved his hand and the maid bowed and left. A Li closed the door with his backhand and bowed out respectfully.
Yan Wu felt happy and had a glimmer of hope.
He has been in the palace for six years. For six years, the prince waited for her very well, but he never let her sleep with him.
Later, there were more sisters in the mansion, and it was not very lively. The prince would occasionally favor a woman, but most of the time, he was just looking for other girls outside.
She watched with cold eyes and found that the women favored by the prince were all sent by the queens and concubines in the palace, and the others were just kept as idlers.
Ah Li is the prince's close servant and never takes a step away from the prince. Now he is leaving. Is it the prince...
Although her heart was turning over and over again, it was just a moment of laughter. She smiled sweetly and said: "Your Majesty came to me late at night, I don't know..."
The tone of her voice was gentle and indescribably sweet to her ears. If it had been any other man, I'm afraid he would have already been in love.
Zhao Jingyan just smiled and said, "Are you still used to living in this mansion?"
Yan Wu was surprised, frowned and called: "Your Majesty..."
"It's been almost six years since you entered the mansion. Have you ever forgotten the people and things in the mansion back then?"
A flash of light seemed to flash before his eyes, and Yan Wu felt a sense of sadness in his nose. He held back tears and said, "My lord, how can I forget."
Zhao Jingyan pointed to the book on the desk and said with a smile: "Sit down and look for me to see if there is anything missing in this book."
It turned out that he left her behind to read the brochure. Yan Wu concealed the disappointment in his heart, sat down as he was told, and slowly opened the pages with green fingers.
The names passed before my eyes one by one, and the boiling lake in my heart slowly submerged, and tears fell from my eyes.
After a cup of tea, Yan Wu raised his eyes and choked with sobs: "My lord, they are all here, no one is missing."
"Are you sure?" Zhao Jingyan was a little disappointed, but there was laziness on her face.
Yan Wu nodded and said: "I have been with Mrs. Lu for ten years, and Mrs. Lu is the head of the house, so I know everyone in the house, and there is really no one I have missed."
Zhao Jingyan held her forehead with a headache and remained silent, her face a little cold.
Yan Wu felt a little uneasy. She couldn't guess the intention of the man in front of her. She has read this booklet many times and can recite every name on it.
There is no other reason than that my name is also on this booklet.
Her original surname was Wang and her given name was Huan. She was the distant niece of Lu, the wife of Sheng Cong, the third master of the Sheng family. When her father passed away when she was seven years old, she and her mother came to join the Lu family.
Mr. Lu only had three sons and no daughters. Seeing that she was pretty, sweet, and clever, he took her in and raised her as his daughter.
Later, her mother died of illness. Mrs. Lu felt pity for her and simply asked Mrs. Sheng to change her surname and record it in her name. As a result, she became Sheng Huan and the eldest lady of the Sheng family.
The daughter of a flat-headed family suddenly became a young lady from an aristocratic family. She even breathed with joy. Unexpectedly, just a few years later, the Sheng family suddenly encountered a disaster. She and the female members of the Sheng family were imprisoned and became prisoners.
Life in prison is like hell on earth. Because of her outstanding appearance, the prison warden took notice of her and tried to steal her innocence several times.
Just when she was secretly taken home by the warden and pressed under him, A Li broke in through the door. With a flash of sword light, she knew nothing.
When she woke up, she found out that the warden and her fake body were assassinated naked in the bedroom. From then on, she changed her name to Yan Wu and hid in Prince Shou's Mansion, becoming a concubine in name only.
"My lord, what happened?" Yan Wu concealed his emotions and asked with concern.
Zhao Jingyan only glanced at her lightly: "Nothing, it's late at night, let's go back first."
Yan Wu was silent for a moment, stood up and saluted, and carefully warned: "The soup is still hot, please use some more. Yan Wu excuses himself."
Zhao Jingyan waved her hands and said nothing.
Yan Wu stepped out of the room, suddenly paused, and returned to the province, "Your Majesty."
"What else is there?" Zhao Jingyan didn't even raise her head.
"One time I went to Mrs. Lu's room and overheard Mrs. Lu talking to the eldest lady."
"What words?"
Yan Wu shook his head and said: "The eldest lady comforted Mrs. Lu and asked her to think about everything. The old lady didn't let the outsiders in, which is a sign of respect for you."
Zhao Jingyan stood up suddenly and narrowed her eyes, "What else do you have to say?"
Yan Wu shook his head, "It's been too long and I can't remember much."
After Concubine Yan left, A Li followed and asked, "Sir, did you find anything?"
Zhao Jingyan seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Master?"
Zhao Jingyan came back to her senses, took two steps with her hands behind her back, and suddenly said, "Let's get ready, I'm going out."
This hour
A Li was puzzled.
When I walked into Jiang's house again, the waning moon was like a ditch in the sky.
In the hall, the lights were brightly lit, dozens of candles were lit, Qingguan looked slightly pale, and sat upright.
At the bottom, Shi Minwei looked solemn and thoughtful.
Sheng Fang didn't hesitate for a moment and walked to Qingguan, "My sister has something urgent to do with me."
"Silver Needle, take all the lights."
Dozens of candles were moved to the table. Qingguan waved to Sheng Fang and said, "Brother, come and take a look."
A square of black cloth was spread out in front of the candlelight. Sheng Fang could vaguely see a few words through the dancing candlelight.
He blinked hard, trying to see the word more clearly.
"Brother, what did you see?"
"Western-Northern-Da-Army..." Sheng Fang recognized each word one by one and could only identify these four characters.
A dark color flashed in Qingguan's eyes, and she whispered: "I only recognized these four characters."
"Sister, what on earth is going on?"
Qingguan stared into his eyes and said word by word: "I was thinking that what Uncle Qing wants to give you is not only the gold seal, but also the coarse cloth with the writing on it."
Sheng Fang's pupils shrank.
"He put these two things away thoughtfully, but because of the sword in his heart, blood flowed out, and the blood dyed the cloth red. He walked from the suburbs of Beijing to Hangzhou for a full two months, and the wounds were good and bad. Over time, it becomes a black and hard cloth."
Qingguan was slightly startled, "The words on it must have been left to you by your uncle. Maybe there is an unknown secret hidden there. Now there are only four words left."
"Sister..." Sheng Fang was slightly shocked.
"I'm not heartbroken about the secret, but I admire Uncle Qing's perseverance. How much blood does it take to dye a piece of cloth black." Sheng Fang looked moved, and held the handkerchief firmly in his hand, the veins clearly visible. .