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With a high-pitched voice, the father-in-law scolded Su Jingyun: "You really don't know what is good or bad, how many people begged for the emperor's favor, and you repay, what are you talking about, is it a robbery? This is a sacred decree! It is grace Beloved!"

Su Jingyun asked: "Elder-in-law, forgive me for asking again, did the emperor want this cat, or did the people below you speculate on the holy will, catch a cat at random, and call it an imperial cat?"

The father-in-law said: "Of course the emperor asked for it by name. This is what Mr. Ming said. Mr. Ming is a big celebrity around the emperor. How can there be a fake?"

As soon as Su Jingyun heard Mr. Ming's name, without saying a word, she handed the cat to her father-in-law. The father-in-law asked someone to bring a basket over, and carried Maomao into the basket.Su Jingyun said: "Wait." She entered the room, took a pack of dried fish and stuffed it into Mao Mao's basket, then turned around and said to her father-in-law: "This dried fish is Mao Mao's favorite food, give this to Mr. Ming, When Mao Mao makes trouble, feed her some."

"I see."

Su Jingyun asked again: "I still want to ask, Mr. Ming, how is he doing now?"

The father-in-law was a little impatient: "Why do you have so many questions?"

Su Jingyun said: "Mr. Ming is kind to me, I care about him very much."

The father-in-law said: "Isn't the palace better than yours? There is not even a personal servant. Food and clothing are very expensive in the palace. Tell me, would he like to be in the palace or outside the palace? Well, you go, Screw on Mr. Ming’s mynah as well, don’t leave anything behind, as for the other things”

What the father-in-law said hit Su Jingyun completely.Inspector Su, who had just begun to fall in love, realized once again that there is a bigger gap between himself and Mr. Ming besides life and death.

She is poor!

Su Jingyun looked at the clothes on her body. With her annual salary of tens of taels, she probably could buy a few clothes, not to mention the rouge, gouache, red hairpins and earrings that Mr. Ming brought her from the palace... Even Mr. Ming practiced The four treasures of the study used in writing are all Duan inkstones and Hui ink. He saw that they were from a wealthy family.

It's over, it's a fiasco.Su Jingyun lay down on the bed, staring at the beams, completely sad.

"Meow meow meow~"

The East Palace, which had been silent for many years, finally became lively again. The ladies of the palace surrounded a big fat cat with three flowers, laughing and making noise.

"Oh, look, how good it is."

"Yes, yes, it's so clingy, ah! It's rubbing against my leg."

"Give me a hug!"

"I want to hug too!"

The arrival of Mr. Ming and Yu Mao Mao Mao made this group of girls in the deep palace experience the joy of [-] girls once again.Mr. Ming is kind, and he will not casually scold them for their lack of etiquette, let alone punish them with a cane.He spends most of his time reading and practicing calligraphy in his study.

Under the "Biography of Gongyang" by the desk, a roll of parchment was secretly pressed. Mr. Ming finished translating the last volume and was putting it on the table to dry.There was also a small note in her hand, which was pressed by her with a paperweight, and only one corner was exposed.

She found this little note from the bag of dried fish, and Su Jingyun had a heart-to-heart with her. She wanted to use Maomao to send a letter, but Su Jingyun wrote her a letter first.

There are only four words on the letter: I miss you very much.

The four words are full of lovesickness.

this fool...

Mr. Ming looked out of the window, it was summer, and there was another wave of pink and willow green, and the plantain outside the window had fat leaves and thick roots, and at a glance, it was green, and there were magnolias, iris, and hibiscus not far away. ... She originally thought this was the most beautiful summer scene, until he saw the vibrant field next to Shenhou's Mansion. There were melon seedlings and bean seedlings in the field, and there were trellises in the field.At that time, Su Jingyun squatted on the ground, poked the watermelon she had planted in distress, and asked Mr. Ming: "This watermelon blooms so fast, can the watermelon be saved until Qixi Festival?"

Yes, time flies so fast.

Mr. Ming was full of melancholy, she took the pen and paper, and wrote another poem.

He finished writing the poem, let it dry, turned the paper over again, opened a small porcelain bottle, took a pen that had not been dipped in ink, dipped it in, and began to draw carefully on the back.

By the time all his work was done, the sun was already setting.He walked to the window, pushed it open, and said to the group of maids playing with Mao Mao: "Xiaoqing, where is my cat?"

"I'm playing in the yard, sir, wait a moment."

Xiaoqing was sweating all over, and hugged Maomao in: "Do you want to eat, sir?"

Mr. Ming hugged Maomao: "I'm tired from reading in the afternoon, and I don't have any appetite. I'll rest for a while, and when it gets dark, call me."

Xiaoqing knew that Mr. Ming was going to rest, so she didn't bother.She backed out quietly, and Mao Mao was also tired from playing, lying on the desk, resting her head on her paws.

Mr. Ming patted her head, opened the bag of dried fish to feed her.

"Listen...you must bring this letter to Su Jingyun. Don't let anyone discover the secret under your stomach. If anyone sees it, run away. Run as far as possible, and then return to Shenhou Mansion and hand it to Su Jingyun. ,Do you understand?"

Mr. Ming took out a few thin bamboo tubes from his pocket, opened them, twisted the paper into long strips, stuffed them in, sealed them with beeswax, and tied them under Mao Mao's stomach.Maomao's hair is long, and his belly is also fat. Once covered with long hair, these small bamboo tubes can't be seen at all.

When it was dark, there was an angry voice and a thrown cat from the East Palace.

"Tell Eunuch Li, let her throw the cat back to the Shenhou Mansion, this cat catches people!"

The glory of royal cat Mao Mao only lasted for one day.

That night, Eunuch Li followed Mr. Ming's order and sent Maomao back to Shenhou Mansion.

Fortunately, the cat's owner and Mao Mao himself didn't care about the title of Royal Cat at all. After Mr. Ming left, Su Jingyun seemed to have lost his soul. At least there was a comfort at this time, which can be regarded as soothing the wounded heart.

"Maomao, have you seen Mr. Ming? How is he?"

Su Jingyun lay on the bed, pinching Maomao's ears, and Maomao curled up into a ball, sleeping soundly, it was too tired to play during the day.

"Maomao, let me ask you something."

Mao Mao's ears trembled, but he still ignored him.

"Hey!"

Su Jingyun scooped up Maomao.Maomao was woken up suddenly, furious, kicking four paws, trying to scratch Su Jingyun.

"Meow meow meow--"

"How dare you scratch someone!"

One person and one cat rolled into a ball on the bed, fighting violently, Su Jingyun slapped out his palm, Mao Mao jumped up, stretched out his paw and scratched Su Jingyun's hand, Su Jingyun quickly withdrew his hand, turned his palm into a hook, and lifted Mao Mao's neck, Mao Mao was caught straight, twisted her body, and meowed angrily.

"Hey, what is that?"

When Mao Mao made a fuss, the long hair on the belly was messed up, and the ends of a few bamboo tubes were exposed.Su Jingyun was afraid that Mao Mao would get lost, so she also tied a bamboo tube around her body, but later because Mao Mao was a little more obedient, she helped her take it off.It was a surprise to see this thing again.

"Who fastened it to you?"

Su Jingyun hugged Mao Mao, and removed the bamboo tubes from under her belly. As soon as she let go, Mao Mao slipped out of her arms and ran away angrily.

Su Jingyun took the oil lamp and put it beside the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, opened the bamboo tubes.

"It's Mr. Ming!"

Su Jingyun opened a bamboo tube, took out the paper roll inside, opened it, and couldn't help being overjoyed, this is really Mr. Ming's handwriting, Mr. Ming wrote to her, he must have seen his note!

Ke Ke took a closer look under the oil lamp, and was immediately disappointed again.This is the Dragon Raising Technique translated and annotated by Mr. Ming, not the reply she was expecting.

That's it... Su Jingyun disassembled the bamboo tubes one by one in disappointment, and when he got to the last bamboo tube, there was a poem——

The white gull asked me to park a lonely boat, is it for the body or the heart?If you stay in your heart, why should you frown?The wind pats the small curtain and the lights dance dizzily. To Xianying, it is deserted and clear, recalling the old days.

Is the old tour and the old tour here?The flowers are outside the building, and the willows are under the boat.Dreams are dreams, dreams are not, cold water flows in vain.Momo yellow clouds, drenched wood cotton fur.It is said that no one is worried like me, it is snowing tonight, there are plum blossoms, like me worried.

Su Jingyun read this poem several times back and forth. Although she is not good at poetry, the words written by her sweetheart made her feel the same way.

Mr. Ming is not happy, he is not living well in the palace.

Those Qionglouyuyu, with carved railings and jade pendants, are a gorgeous cage. He is there, but his heart is not willing to be restrained.

"I'm taking him out!"

Su Jingyun suddenly understood something, Mr. Ming contacted her in this way, he must be under house arrest!She immediately got out of bed, took the saber on one side, walked to the door, suddenly remembered the letter, and went back to get it again.

The letter just landed next to the oil lamp, turned it over, Su Jingyun grabbed it, only to find that there was a lot behind it.The front of this paper is a letter, and Mr. Ming has drawn a map on the back with special fuel.Just now Su Jingyun leaned against the oil lamp to read the letter. The oil lamp is hot, and when it is hot, the things on the back will become visible.

A map of the palace?

She took a closer look, and saw a line of small characters below.

"Jing Yunqi: I am trapped in the East Palace, so I have no choice but to entrust this matter to you. Two days later, at Maoshi, the East Palace steals a horse, and I will take the opportunity to dispatch the guards in the palace. Here is a map. Don't force your way. Mr. Ming keeps it. "

Su Jingyun looked at the map again, there was a thin line on it, which was a road from the Imperial Garden to the East Palace, and then from the East Palace to the inner garden.

The inner garden has water flowing directly to the moat outside the palace. There are fences under the water and walls on the water. The inner garden is also guarded by heavy soldiers on weekdays. At this time, the Empress Dowager is celebrating her birthday.Some of the heavy guards were also deployed to Miyagi.Taking advantage of the crowd, Mr. Ming diverted the attention of the guards in the palace and asked Su Jingyun to take Mo Qilin away by water from the inner garden.

On the side of the inner garden water road, Mr. Ming also marked three small characters, Hunjianglong.As soon as Su Jingyun realized that this was a serious matter, she quickly put down the knife, put away the bamboo slips, and went to Mr. Ming's study.

"Hunjianglong, Hunjianglong..." Su Jingyun remembered that Mr. Ming had read a book called "Famous Artifacts", which talked about these folk tricks, among which was this Hunjianglong.Su Jingyun laughed at that time and said, this thing has such a great reputation, but it has taken the nickname of a third-rate martial arts.This mixed river dragon is made of pork belly, wrapped with flint and fire sickle in the pouch, sinks to the bottom of the water when used, and is pulled to the shore by a pulling line.When needed, just pull it lightly, and the Hunjianglong explodes instantly, which is perfect for blowing up the underwater fence.