Sometimes the palace is sunny

It was sunny for a few days, and there was a strong wind howling again. Most of the snow in front of the Qianqing Palace had faded, and the New Year's Eve was approaching, and there were little eunuchs scrubbing and sweeping everywhere. When the wind blows, it's useless to shrink your neck, you can only stand shoulder to shoulder Shoulders to each other, with the back against the wind.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a woman wearing a flower crown and a white sand fox fur burqa walking by quickly, and several young eunuchs hurriedly bowed down to salute.

"I met my aunt."

The woman was in her 40s, with elegant features. She stopped and nodded slightly to them before continuing to walk towards the Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace.

Several young eunuchs looked at the white breath coming out of their noses, and knew that the wind had stopped, so they turned around and continued to work.

A moment later, there was a soft cough behind them.

"Where's your cotton jacket?"

The little eunuchs were so frightened that the hairs on the back of their necks stood on end. They quickly turned around and saw a eunuch with a fair face and round eyes looking at them.

"Greetings to Grandpa!"

The three cats didn't speak, raised their paws and pinched a little eunuch's shoulder, and immediately raised their brows.

"It's a jacket inside. Where's your cotton jacket?"

The little eunuch lowered his head tremblingly: "If you go back to grandpa, the padded jacket has been unpacked and washed."

"Okay, how about pretending to be a mouse with me here?" San Mao grabbed the other two young eunuchs and tore off the blue clothes outside, and he saw a jacket worn in autumn.

"This year, the palace gave you two new cotton-padded jackets. You can take them apart and wash them. Tell me honestly, who took the cotton-padded jackets for you?"

The young eunuchs, all less than 20 years old, knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word. The snot and tears flowed out and almost hung on their faces to freeze.

Seeing that they refused to speak, Sanmao snorted and told the eunuch beside him:
"Since they are all going to be gourds that have not saw their mouths, the people behind them must be the people above them. It was only half a year ago that the prison supervisor was cleaned up by a chicken and two dogs. Now I dare to kill Grandpa Cat. Go, bring enough people, take off the padded jacket from top to bottom, and kneel at the house under the corridor, whoever confesses, whoever gets up, if you don’t explain, they will all be carried out to the wild grave tomorrow.”

Looking at the frozen and blue cheeks of those little eunuchs, the three cats raised their hands, and one of them gave them a slap on the ear.

"Since he entered the palace cleanse, the only master is the emperor. A bunch of idiots were bullied by those dogs, so they should seek justice from our family. They still have the face to cry and cover up, and their heads are opened a little bit." I'm afraid it's not full of yellow soup inside!"

Looking at the hand that he had slapped someone, Sanmao shook it in disgust, and wiped it on the handkerchief that was handed over by others.

"Go back and kowtow to the senior female official in front of the imperial court. If she didn't see that your clothes are wrong, you might not be able to survive half a day in such a cold weather."

"Yes!"

Taking four square steps, the three cats wobbled and led the people to the small kitchen.

"In the past two days, the emperor has been angry with that picker Suanru, so I need to appease the emperor."

As he said that, Sanmao took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, on which were some ugly words crawled out by cats. After looking at it horizontally and vertically for a while, Sanmao squinted his eyes:
"It should be good to stew meat with pickled vegetables for the emperor."

In the Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, Shen Shiqing finished reading the report from Liaodong, and she was relieved. She put the notebook aside, and looked up at Gao Wanxin who was standing on the side.

"Miss Gao, have you sent Envoy Michin back?"

Gao Wanxin bowed and said: "Your Majesty, Mi Xinlan, the envoy of the Duanji Hall's Procuratorate, has left the capital."

Shen Shiqing said with a smile: "It's hard for her, I just read the case files in Dali Temple and the Ministry of Rites for a few days, and then I set off immediately."

Gao Wanxin said hastily: "Mitchin Michen knew that I was sending her out of Beijing for His Majesty, and I am very grateful for the grace..."

"Forget it, there's no need to say such things." Shen Shiqing picked up another memorial, "The Shandong generation is the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, some men don't think about the principles of benevolence and propriety, but spend all their time on how to bully women , and still pretends to be a saint from the same country, and Mitchin has to deal with those people when he is here. She still feels grateful for my kindness? It is only right to be grateful for the grace of heaven and earth.”

After finishing speaking, Shen Shiqing put two more notebooks on the corner of the table:
"It was just a few thunder strikes in winter, but it really made some people jump out."

Gao Wanxin lowered her head and said nothing.

On the day when the winter thunder sounded, His Majesty designated Jiao Ruo as a corrupt official and let female officials enter the six subjects. Some people made a fuss in it saying that His Majesty suppressed Qingliu and treated the virtuous and harsh, and that His Majesty violated the ancestral precepts and made the hen sit in the morning. A few thunderclaps meant the wrath of the heavens. A few days passed, and there were always such reports, and the cabinet would send them to the imperial court.

"Forget it, high lady, go and order the Qin Tianjian. I want them to thoroughly investigate the records of Donglei since the almanac. Tell me about the year of Donglei, the harvest, and the disasters of drought and flood." Sort it out."

"Yes."

Gao Wanxin couldn't help sighing in her heart, people in the world often think that Donglei is an ominous omen, every time the previous emperors encountered this incident, they would offer sacrifices to the heavens or investigate the prison, and His Majesty went to investigate Donglei in turn, sometimes, she looked at Your Majesty, I always feel that it does not match what she has heard and heard in the palace these years. Not only does her words and deeds not resemble the tyrannical monarch that some people exaggerate, but she is more like a scribe who has been immersed in books and things to nourish her heart.

Of course, if someone really regards such a majesty as a scribe, he is afraid that he will be scared to death by his majesty in the next moment.

Your Majesty is Your Majesty, with the warmth of spring breeze and the means of thunder.

To deal with those Qingliu memorials, Shen Shiqing had to do more than investigate Donglei. The pen fell on the paper, and she said slowly:
"These Qingliu have nothing to do every day. They just hope that I will give them a sinful edict. Naturally, I have to pay some respects. Senior lady, you go to spread my will. After the new year, the Imperial Academy and the Imperial College Add an annual exam, and it will be on the seventh day of February, if you fail the annual exam, you will be dismissed and go home."

It is better to let Hanlin students study hard to prepare for the exam than to let them write some useless papers every day.

Gao Wanxin thought so in her heart, and agreed again.

Seeing that His Majesty had no more orders, Gao Wanxin wanted to leave the palace and ask someone to write an imperial decree.

"The new year's exam I added is to run around Yanjing City. Whether it's the Hanlin or the supervising students, those who can finish the test within two hours will be counted, and those who can't will be counted."

As Shen Shiqing spoke, a slight smile appeared on her face.

Gao Wanxin, a prudent, shrewd and careful female official in front of the imperial court, almost tripped over the threshold when she was wearing the imperial-given white sand fox burqa and exited the warm pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

The female officer, who didn't know how much she trusted, was so frightened that she almost made a fool of herself. Shen Shiqing opened a secret book, frowning slightly.

This secret book comes from a person who is in Shandong.

-

"Miss Lin, let me go, no one should come after us."

"Shh."

The tall woman was wearing an ocher-colored short padded jacket and her face was smeared with ashes. Seeing the woman with a white cloth over her eyes struggling in her arms, she held her tighter and tighter.

"These people are chasing more and more closely now, and they have more means than before. If we both take it lightly, I'm afraid we will stumble again."

After finishing speaking, the woman rode her horse and continued to go deep into the forest.

A large handful of pine branches was tied to the horse's tail to clean up the traces of their passing.

"Miss Lin, being rescued by you is already a blessing I have cultivated in several lifetimes, but now the people chasing us are becoming more and more fierce. I am afraid that the people behind them have reached the point of madness. Disperse as many as possible, if there are more pursuers coming, I'm afraid you will be implicated by me..."

"I've already said that since I saved you, I'm not afraid of being involved. The vast Qingzhou, from the magistrate to the magistrate to Xuezheng, insists on using your life for their own benefit because of their unbearable thoughts. If they really let them It's done, my emperor... I don't need to come to Shandong."

This tall, poorly dressed woman was clearly sitting in the middle of a cold mountain and cold forest, and her clothes were poor, but she spoke with a certain air.

The woman sitting opposite her by the bonfire didn't know how prominent her savior was, she just lowered her head slightly with a wry smile on her face.

Probably laughing.

Her eyes were covered with white gauze, only the corners of her lips could be seen moving slightly.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, the tall woman slapped her on the shoulder:
"Don't worry, if I want to protect you, I will protect you to the end."

The blindfolded woman's figure is not the slender figure that people are looking for nowadays. She has thick shoulders, broad arms and hips. She is only slightly shorter than Lin Miaozhen, and taller than ordinary women.In addition, her hands are rough and her cheeks are yellow, and her eyes are covered with white gauze, which is a bit out of place with her.

From the outside, she looks more like a very capable village woman in the mountains.

Before seeing her for the first time, the tall slender woman only heard that there was a rumor in Qingzhou City that His Majesty wanted to choose someone to have a child in the palace, and he chose this woman only after picking out a good child, but she was married a long time ago and refused to obey. Don't hesitate to destroy your eyes.

But when the woman opened her mouth, she knew that those rumors were all false.

The woman in front of her looks mediocre but is very knowledgeable. The tall and slender woman's knowledge is mediocre, but she has seen many learned women.

This woman has a bearing similar to theirs, as if something in this world was born out of thin air, which became another bond beyond their physical bodies and gave them another backbone.

The name of this blindfolded woman is Wang Cunshu. She is in her twenties this year. Her father used to be a county government official and a teacher in a private school.

In her account, the whole thing was a different story.

More than ten days ago, she heard that the court selected female officials and went to take the exam. Two days later, she heard that she was not selected, and she was a little unwilling. The top car driver received the government office of Qingzhou, and the hawks and swallows swayed through the market.

"I, Wang Cunshu, have no good looks in my family. I only have literary talent. I thought I could compete with scholars all over the world. I really couldn't figure out that I would lose my sword in Qingzhou, so I planned to go to Beijing to participate in the selection of female officials."

When she said this, the fire light reflected on Wang Cunshu's face, and she smiled faintly.

"On the day I decided to leave, my cousin who was an official in the government office in Qingzhou cut my eye with a knife, and said loudly that I hurt myself so that I would not be elected as a female officer."

Wang Cunshu was locked in the woodshed at home, and it was her mother who released her.

She couldn't see with one eye, so she looked at the road with the other eye, and ran all the way to the mountains, with only a sheepskin cloak her mother gave her.

After hiding for two days, when she thought she was going to die, she met a woman who claimed to be Lin Jinxue.

It was the person in front of her who had protected her all the way.

"Miss Lin, we have explored all the roads we can explore these days, and the main roads are guarded everywhere. It is already impossible for you and me to leave Qingzhou."

Not only the road going north to Yanjing, but also the road to Dengzhou and other places were closed.

In the border of Qingzhou, it was only a matter of time before they were caught.

"Don't worry." Lin Jinxue poked the dough cakes baking on the fire with a wooden stick. "If we can't get out, someone will come."

-

When the carriage arrived and stopped at the Qingzhou government office, everyone in Qingzhou was a little panicked.

Of course they all knew that His Majesty would send an imperial envoy.

However, the imperial envoy came too soon.

Mi Xinlan got off the carriage and yawned.

What she used to cover her yawn was a folding fan sprinkled with gold.

Eight big characters were written on the fan: "Punish traitors according to the law and boost Gangji."

The inscription has no name, but there is a huge seal.

When the prefect of Qingzhou saw the printed words clearly, his feet softened and he knelt on the ground.

It's Yuxi!
From today onwards, there will be a small non-responsible theater occasionally in Zuohua, the main content is that Zhao Siri is pregnant and has a child.

The content has nothing to do with the plot development of the main text.

1,

When changing the body again, Zhao Surui said:
"Shen Sanwai, you can do such trivial things as auditing the accounts yourself. I have to stay on the mountain for a while longer."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and threw himself on the bed, almost scaring the stretching cat.

Zhao Surui slept for a whole day as soon as he fell asleep, it can be seen that correcting the memorials is indeed a laborious effort, which can force the dignified Emperor Zhaode to hide.

Shen Shiqing saw a mountain of memorials early in the morning, all of which were related to the account checking by the household department.Frowning, she quickly began to review the memorial.

She thought that Zhao Surui would come back in exchange for a few days of leisure, but what she didn't expect was that Zhao Surui was really locked up to the point of going crazy, and soon ran to the south of the Yangtze River with her skin.

When he arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhao Surui felt that he was not acclimatized, he ate and vomited for several days, and he finally found a doctor nearby.

"Congratulations madam, you have it."

Zhao Surui: "... What do I have? Terminally ill?"

"……child."