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When Wushuang, who had been causing trouble, came out of the stable, it was almost the hour of Xu.

Meng Jiao washed her hands and looked at the chaotic sky. It was covered with gray clouds and there was still no trace of light.

Every autumn rain brings a chill, and this rain may last all day.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiao turned a corner and walked towards Su Yin's Chaomei Garden.

In the yard, Yue Nishang was having breakfast with Su Yin after morning exercise. When she saw Meng Jiao come in, her face was instantly filled with joy.

"Jiaojiao? Why did you wake up so early? You finally got some rest, why don't you sleep a little longer? Are you hungry? Come and eat something."

Seeing Yue Nishang no longer acting like an elder since Meng Jiao came back, Su Yin could only shake her head helplessly.

After all, Nishang was only six years older than Jiaojiao. She married the second brother at a young age, and since then she has been trapped in the Qin Mansion as a widow, no longer having any freedom. How could she bear to blame her?

"Be careful not to choke when you talk with something in your mouth.

Jiaojiao got up earlier than you, and the food you ate was bought by her. Sit down quickly."

Looking at the half-eaten rice cake in her hand, Yue Nishang turned her head in disbelief.

"what?"

Meng Jiao's eyes slightly raised at this scene, and she quickly took a few steps and sat down at the dining table.

"Yes, I have, but now I am a little hungry, so I will eat some more with my sisters-in-law."

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On the other hand, Zishu He Xuan, who had just finished the morning court, received a summons from the Queen Mother on his way out of the palace. It was obvious that she was probably asking about his relationship with someone.

As soon as he entered the Cining Palace, unlike in the past when he had to wait in the west side hall for a while, today he had just sat down when the empress dowager came out with the help of the palace maids.

After the proper greetings and boring, fake greetings, the Queen Mother spoke slowly,

"Did you send General Qin out of the palace yesterday?"

At least half of the palace maids and eunuchs were the Queen Mother's people. How could she not know what happened yesterday?

Asking this at this moment, the implication was that he should take the initiative to explain the relationship between them.

"Replying to the Queen Mother, I happened to meet General Qin when we were suppressing the bandits at Cuiyun Peak."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother frowned slightly, looking a little uneasy.

"Just a meeting? Did it delay your plans?"

Zishu Hexuan shook his head slightly, and subconsciously did not tell him the actual situation.

"No, I bumped into him accidentally when I was going down the mountain. But there were so many guards at the time, so I had no choice but to tell each other my identity."

Hearing him say this, the Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her gaze from examining him.

"In this case, just in case, you should not have too much contact with her for the time being, so as to avoid causing any trouble before the emperor makes a foolish move.

Now the court is in a three-way confrontation. You should know the situation of Zhou Yuan better than I do. The people are suffering from internal and external troubles. We have no way back and cannot make any mistakes. Do you understand?"

Zishu He Xuan nodded expressionlessly and was then arranged to go to a quiet room to study the imperial edicts issued by successive emperors, so that he could make skilled arrangements for his subordinates when they took over the position of Hanlin monk.

The quiet room is simple, with only a table, a chair, and rows of bookshelves.

There was no attendant, no tea, and even no heater for him on this rainy day...

The Yunlan Shen family, a family of scholars with a history of a hundred years, prides itself on being a pure and honest family, and helps poor people all over the world.

Before the war broke out in Zhou and Yuan, and before the queen married into the royal family, Pi City in Zhongshu, where the Shen family lived, was once revered as a holy place in the hearts of all literati.

But when the war swept in like a torrential rain, I couldn't even take care of my own life and death, let alone try to save the country with the fragile pen in my hand.

It was also at times like this that the Qin family acted like a stabilizing force, stabilizing Zhou Yuan's shaky foundation time and time again.

Now that we have finally settled down, everyone wants to put away their bows and put away their birds.

The most useless emperor on the throne of Zhou Yuan even wanted to squeeze out the last drop of value from the Qin family in exchange for so-called checks and balances and peace.

While thinking, Zishu Hexuan unknowingly touched the paper bag in his sleeve and opened it casually. There were only two pieces of yam cakes that had already gone cold inside.

It was really strange. He used to be fine even if he didn't eat, but this morning he felt hungry when he smelled this simple pastry.

He picked up the cold yam cake and put it into his mouth, and suddenly remembered that it was almost noon today and his stomach didn't feel any discomfort...

"Qi Cheng, is the Qin family's Ling Yunhou still studying in the Imperial Academy?"

"My Lord, I am still here. The Emperor has ordered me to be the Thirteenth Prince's companion, but I am still under the command of Li Murong."

Li Murong, as his name suggests, is the most flattering and manipulative lecturer among all the lecturers in the Imperial College.

Under his guidance, the child from the Qin family would probably not be able to learn any real skills.

Of course, this was probably a deliberate arrangement by the emperor. After all, compared to a well-read and knowledgeable marquis,

A good-for-nothing, playboy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun needs to be better controlled.

With this example in mind, the emperor would probably not dare to give the child any more chances.

As he was thinking, he pulled out a piece of paper, wrote something, and handed it to Qi Cheng.

"Give it to her at a time convenient for her."

Qi Cheng quickly jumped down to take it, then looked outside to see that the rain had just stopped. As for Zishu and He Xuan's suggestion to wait until Meng Jiao was free, he unconsciously ignored it.

"Master, I'll call the others. This rain is expected to continue for the whole day."

Seeing that it was almost noon, Zishu Hexuan waved his hand and said nonchalantly,

"No need. I heard that the princess will come to the palace today. The queen mother will not ask me to stay for dinner. I will go back by myself. You go and get busy."

Qi Cheng's lips trembled slightly when he heard that. After a moment, he quickly responded with a "yes" and disappeared.

Qi Cheng took the badge and quickly left the palace and headed towards the Qin Mansion.

He thought that as long as he was fast enough, he would be able to get back in time to give the prince an umbrella.

Although the Queen Mother was not harsh on the Prince, it was clear from the way they addressed each other that their relationship was not close.

The prince was very smart since childhood. He could read and write at the age of three, and could write poems and paint at the age of five.

Unfortunately, the former queen passed away early, and the maternal family was not in power at that time, so the master was forced to be demoted from a crown prince to a prince.

However, it was difficult to hide his edge, and he eventually became a thorn in the eyes of every family. If the Queen Mother had not returned in time, the prince would have died long ago.

Although the prince is now highly respected by scholars all over the world with the help of the empress dowager, his daily life is not as safe as walking on thin ice, but you can still hardly see a smiling face.

Sometimes, when everyone was happy, the prince always gave him a feeling of being left out.

In the eyes of others, that is called "character", but he always feels that it is not.

Something seemed to wither in the prince's eyes.

It makes people feel detached every time he should feel happy.

It was as if he would disappear silently in the crowd one day...

At the same time, at the Qin family, Meng Jiao learned from Su Yin in the morning that the little brat was semi-forced to "stay" in the Imperial College to go to school. Then Qian Kun sorted out all the information in Beijing and gave it to her.

It was consistent with her analysis. The Queen Mother intended to rebuild the regime, but she didn't know whether she really wanted to promote the capable Zishu Hexuan to the throne, or whether she wanted to imitate the empress a hundred years ago and rule the country from behind the curtain.

As for the emperor, he has no name and no army, and only relies on a few old ministers from the previous dynasty to support the country with the bloodline of the legitimate heir. Now he is even more obsessed with the so-called "art of immortality", and he is burning the calendar, with no days to count.

But despite this, the Queen Mother wanted her to be the executioner, but that also depended on whether she could afford the reward Meng Jiao wanted.

As her thoughts raced, she noticed someone jumping onto the wall of her yard. Her brows suddenly furrowed and she casually threw the hairpin on her head out through the window.

Looking at the wooden hairpin that was deeply embedded in the wood, Qi Cheng had no time to sigh before his throat was grabbed by someone.

Damn, this woman, when?

Not daring to waste any more time, he quickly handed the note in his hand to Meng Jiao.

But at that moment, his vision began to blur, and he was afraid that if he delayed even a little longer, he would really die.

Retracting her gaze that was like looking at a dead person, Meng Jiao did not let go of the note with her left hand, but took it with her right hand and opened it.

When she saw the familiar handwriting on it, she put down her hand with a cold face.

"What about him? Where is he now?"