Pour the glass

"Dong dong." The bustard knocked on the door, and the voices in the small pavilion suddenly fell silent.

"Who is it?" Su Zhexue asked, signaling Ziyuan in the bathtub to put on her clothes quickly, and walked straight to the back of the door.

The old bustard responded, "Zhexue, it's me."

Su Zhexue opened the door in confusion, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, who is this?"

The old bustard handed the cooked glutinous rice porridge to Su Zhexue, and said in a low voice: "My lord said, this glutinous rice porridge will be detoxified and sent to that stinky girl to drink, so I will say that you prepared it."

Su Zhexue frowned slightly, "Master? Send porridge?"

The old bustard shook his head and said: "The lord has been very strange these days, but we as subordinates don't need to ask so much, just accept this favor." After finishing speaking, he glanced in the direction of the front hall worriedly. After a glance, "I'd better go to the front hall to see these. If these drinkers bully the girls hard while drunk, I will spend some more money to compensate the girls."

"Mom, don't worry, I'll come and take care of the place later." Su Zhexue nodded, took the glutinous rice porridge, and watched the old bustard go away.

"Sister, who is it?" Ziyuan, who was fully dressed, came over.

Su Zhexue shook her head and smiled, "I ordered the maids to cook glutinous rice porridge for you. You must be hungry. Drink it while it's hot."

Ziyuan laughed happily and said, "It's my sister who loves me! I'm really hungry!" After speaking, she took the glutinous rice porridge and sat down at the table. With relish.

Su Zhexue stared blankly at Ziyuan's appearance of eating porridge, and felt that there were some things she couldn't understand at the moment, and she also faintly didn't want to understand.

This year's Dayunguo Temple ceremony, although it was not smooth, finally passed. Three days later, when Emperor Yunhui finished the last sacrifice, the princes and ministers and the royal family left the temple in batches.

Ye Lingxi is the last one to leave every year. After all, every year Ye Lingxi always secretly puts another three sticks of incense on Aunt Huang's spirit seat before she is willing to leave. This year is no exception.

Cao Boxiao knew that Emperor Yunhui didn't order a thorough investigation into the fire in the National Temple, so he didn't want to make a major incident. Naturally, he also knew that it was not a good time to meet Ye Lingxi privately, after all, he was not at the sacrifice ground like Ye Lingxi Appearing is a suspect, so we have to avoid it on the cusp of the storm.

So early in the morning, he left the National Temple with his father Nine Thousand Years, reluctantly giving up this good opportunity to be alone.

Ye Lingxi knelt quietly in front of the imperial aunt's spiritual seat in the Buddhist hall, praying devoutly, with all kinds of feelings in her heart, "Aunt Huang, I hope that after you walk all the way, your unfulfilled wish to protect the country will let Chushan continue to walk for you."

"His Royal Highness..." The old palace slave appeared outside the Buddhist hall, and suddenly called Ye Lingxi.

Ye Lingxi nodded slightly, got up and inserted three pillars of fresh incense into the incense burner, turned to look at the old palace slave, "You came just in time, there are some cobwebs in this palace, come and help Aunt Huang clean it up." Saying that, she walked slowly to the door, Facing the guard outside the Buddhist hall, "You go and call some monks for this palace, and clean it up again."

"promise."

Ye Lingxi watched the guards take more than ten steps, but she couldn't hear what she said, so she pulled the old palace servant back to the imperial aunt's coffin, and asked in a low voice: "I want you to investigate, can you?" Is there a result?"

The old palace slave nodded anxiously and said, "The old slave has already seen the content of the bewitching dossier in the suburbs of Lin'an today."

"Let's listen to it." Ye Lingxi finished speaking, and added, "Let's talk about the main points directly, otherwise it will be difficult for those guards to talk when they come back."

"No. Here's the thing..."

The old palace servant leaned over and whispered to Ye Lingxi.

Ye Lingxi listened to the old palace servant talking about the records in the dossier, her brows frowned and relaxed, and she frowned again, she couldn't tell what she was planning.

"So, that brat named Qi Ziyuan three days ago?" Ye Lingxi thought of what Qi Ziyuan had said, "He said he was framed by Liu Ping, and that's why he wanted to sneak into the national temple to sue the imperial court. Things are seventy percent credible."

The old palace slave nodded and said: "To put it bluntly, this kid is nothing more than a scapegoat. It is reasonable for him to act like this." to pay back."

"You said."

"The Imperial Guard Battalion has filled in several vacancies in the past few days, and the defense is much stricter than before, but the accents of these new faces are a bit weird..."

"weird?"

"Where is the blame, the old slave can't tell for a while, in the past three days, Jiu Qiansui has been to the guard camp once, and these few faces have been guarding around Jiu Qiansui, never leaving, presumably they must be Jiu Qiansui confidant."

Ye Lingxi nodded and said: "The Imperial Guard Camp is now in the hands of King An Le, and he has placed a few cronies in it, so that he can monitor every move of the Imperial Guard Camp, and secondly, he will feel much more at ease walking around in the Imperial Guard Camp. It's not surprising." Ye Lingxi thought for a while, and said seriously, "You said, this Qi Ziyuan saved a woman and was going to send her to the Anle Palace, but was stopped by the guards on the way back to the scene of the crime, and replaced Qi Ziyuan. The person Zi Yuan who sent the girl to Anle Palace was beheaded along with the girl?"

"good."

"Then Qi Ziyuan asked for leave to leave the guard camp, and that night, the City God's Temple fire and homicide occurred, and Qi Ziyuan became a thief who colluded with witches and people to make trouble..." Ye Lingxi repeatedly thought about the innumerable clues involved. , murmured: "I remember that Liu Ping had never had much contact with King Anle before, but he suddenly became close to King Anle in the past few days. It has to make people feel suspicious... Could it be..."

Ye Lingxi suddenly took a deep breath and thought of a terrible thing - King An Le killed people to show his innocence, but if he was black in the first place, then he would have no silver 300 taels from now on. So Liu Ping seized this opportunity to curry favor with King An Le, set up a scapegoat, and ended the case.

King Anle is actually related to witches, so Aunt Huang...

Ye Lingxi turned her head to look at Aunt Huang's spiritual seat, and felt a chill in her heart. If the father is good, he will definitely not do such bad things that hurt his own sister. If he is under the gu of King Anle, he will Losing his mind and pampering King An Le everywhere, he has such a nine-thousand-year-old who has ruined the country today!

No wonder every time she asks for the silverfish of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor is always silent, so it's like this...

Ye Lingxi suddenly realized that if King Anle really colluded with the witches, it would be a catastrophe for Dayun, and it is very likely that the original "Dayun Wushang" will repeat itself!

"His Royal Highness?" The old palace servant gently pushed Ye Lingxi, who was absent-minded, "What's wrong with you? Why did your face suddenly become so ugly?"

Ye Lingxi asked, "Is the Captain's Grand Ceremony coming soon?"

The old palace slave nodded and said: "Yes, it will be the seventh day of next month."

Ye Lingxi counted the days, "There are still seven days, maybe it will be enough."

"What does the princess want?"

Ye Lingxi said seriously: "The gate of the palace will not be closed until evening, we won't go back to the palace for a while, let's go get drunk tonight."

The old palace servant was startled, "Princess, that's...but..."

"This palace knows where the fireworks are located."

"But……"

"The top priority is, I need to meet Qi Ziyuan for a while." Ye Lingxi nodded resolutely.

The old palace servant asked suspiciously: "How does the princess know that this kid is hiding in Zui tonight?"

Ye Lingxi took out a clean sweat towel from her bosom, and spread it out in front of the old palace slave, but there was a snow-colored plum blossom faintly embroidered on the corner of the sweat towel, if you didn't look carefully, you might think it was a sweat towel. The sweat towel has no embroidery.

"This embroidery method is unique. Looking at Lin'an, there is only one person in the meeting. Besides, didn't you just say that Liu Ping searched Lin'an and up and down, but there was no trace of Qi Ziyuan. Su Zhexue blocked it."

"Is this embroidery method related to Zui Tonight?"

Ye Lingxi nodded and continued: "The Lin'an Oiran Exam is held every year. It is not only about beauty, but also about skills. The reason why Su Zhexue can be crowned in Lin'an is because she has a unique skill. While dancing, singing, and embroidering, her posture is graceful and unobtrusive, just like the weaver girl from the sky dances in the world. It is hard to find something that is worth a million dollars." After finishing speaking, Ye Lingxi's eyes flickered, as if admiring, "Three years ago, I heard that this girl's dance had disturbed Lin'an, and I thought it was just a trick of a seductive woman. So I intentionally flattered Cao Boxiao and asked him to find some embroidery for Bengong to have a look at. But I didn’t want to see her picture of a hundred flowers blooming, and Bengong was completely amazed. Her stitches are not like ordinary embroidery, you can tell Find the tricks, but you can’t find the tricks like her acupuncture, everything is natural, it’s very rare.”

Ye Lingxi pointed to the snowy plum on the sweat scarf, "Look, can you tell which stitch she dropped first, and which embroidery method she embroidered with?"

The old palace slave was also used to seeing all kinds of high-quality embroidery in the palace. When he saw such embroidery, he couldn't help but marvel, "It really is not ordinary!"

"Since that brat calls the person who gave the towel his sister, Su Zhexue must have hidden him in Zui Jinyan, so we will definitely gain something if we go to Zui Jinxiao."

"It's not easy to come to this little prostitute, how dare she hide..."

"It's not that she's bold..." Ye Lingxi shook her head, thinking of how Zi Yuan cared so much about the sweat scarf, a faint sense of disappointment quietly rose in her heart, "Zui tonight is very famous in Lin'an, she is no longer Lacking gold and silver, which one of the high-ranking officials in the court is not her benefactor, how can she lack power? What she lacks is probably a warmth, a heart, and that brat can give it to her, so this Su Zhexue It was really folded, and it was folded on the word 'love'."

"I see……"

"This brat dares to sue the imperial court, and there is another reason. How can a dignified man not be able to protect the woman he loves?"

"So, this person is available?"

Ye Lingxi hesitated for a moment, then said: "There is no room for loss in the Captain's Grand Ceremony, whether Qi Ziyuan is available or not, I have to give him a try."

"Boom--!"

The morning bell of the National Temple rang suddenly, and Ye Lingxi looked out of the Buddhist hall in a daze, an elusive smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Qi Ziyuan, I want to see your life this time, do you want it or not? "

Don't let Bengong down, I misunderstood you...