During the funeral season of his father, Su Duhan should have stayed in the house to take care of him, and it was inconvenient to go out to meet guests. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But he went out in plain clothes in Tsing Yi at night, without a servant, and made an appointment with Qin Tianjian Zheng Jiang to stay in the private room of the Herbal Tea Society in Beijing, and was secretly reported to Xia Yuzhi by the people who came out of Xiu.

The matter was big, Xia Yuzhi hid in the shadows, saw the two meet, and followed Jiang Liu back to his home.

Jiang Liu pays attention to feng shui, and a tall fortune tree is planted outside the outer study, with lush branches and leaves, and Xia Yuzhi is behind the invisible tree, and he saw Jiang Liu throw a written letter into the brazier.

The letter that refers to the falling snow as the wrath of the sky, written by Su Duhan and Jiang Liu, has already had everything. It's a pity that Song Weiyuan wrote a book, showing that Xixia was in a good mood, and the two conspired late at night, so they had to discard it.

Jiang Liu once reprimanded Song Weiyuan for going into the camp and taking the excerpt to report to the higher level, which was extremely disrespectful to him as a boss. Song Weiyuan didn't take him seriously, and only took his words as a deaf ear.

Out of Xiu hidden in the dark along the vine to touch the melon, directly found the source of the rumor, is the cool teahouse in the capital. Xia Yuzhi didn't dare to startle the snake, and ordered not to alarm the teahouse, and only bought the rouge shop opposite the teahouse, in order to seek a future.

The heart was like numbness, and Xia Yuzhi felt that his head was as big as a fight. Investigate the brothers who grew up together and are like siblings, I thought it was redundant, but I didn't expect it to be really investigated. It seems that a bone is stuck in the throat, and it can't be spit out or swallowed, and it is really like a fish in the throat.

found the source of the rumors, Xia Yuzhi didn't dare to hide his secrets, and immediately reported to his grandfather.

The expression on Xia Ge's face was sad and joyful, and he only waved his hand to let him retreat, but he turned around and went to Huanxi Hall to talk to his old wife.

Xia Yuzhi looked at his grandfather's back, and had the heart to defend Su Duhan, but he couldn't even convince himself.

Forming a party for personal gain is a taboo for a courtier. On the teahouse, he witnessed the familiarity and tacit understanding between the two, and it was not a hasty mutual benefit to reach some kind of agreement.

"If no one knows, he must not do it. Third brother, I'd rather it wasn't true. Murong Wei looked at Xia Yuzhi's expression and knew that he was sad.

"I have already said to Xiao Luochen, I want him to find out whose name the teahouse is", Xia Yuzhi sighed heavily, and closed his eyes helplessly, "Twilight... Why do you want to do that?"

That helpless sigh was extremely heavy, and it hurt Murong Wei's heart, once upon a time, she also wanted to ask him like that, why did he do that? Now there is an answer without asking.

There is hatred because of love, and hatred because of hate. Once loved deeply, now hated so much, and the endless tragedy, Su Duhan wrote it so perfectly in the previous life, even the clansmen of the Murong family did not let it go.

Xia Yuzhi leaned weakly on the back of the rosewood chair and whispered slightly: "I only hope that the twilight cold is too sad and lost for a while." ”

The pattern of the silk gold-threaded phoenix wearing peonies on the sleeves is beautiful, Murong Wei caressed the golden peony flowers on the sleeves, and Ying Ying smiled lightly: "I also hope so, and take one step at a time, third brother, do you say?"

The wind is murmuring, blowing the leaves of the laurel tree and dancing, vaguely it is the golden autumn festival of the young season, the three autumn laurels, and the ten miles of lotus.

The osmanthus is fragrant, the flowers are fragrant, Xia Yuzhi and Su Duhan are shaking the branches and leaves on the tree, and Xia Lanxin and Murong Wei are using their cloaks to fall flowers under the tree.

The golden osmanthus flowers fell, like a rain of golden flowers in the sky, and after a while, a thick layer was formed on the cloak that the two of them were carrying.

Mama Luo came to find everyone, brought them back to the palace, and then washed the osmanthus flowers that Xia Lanxin and Murong Wei were living in, and made sweet osmanthus cakes, osmanthus soup, osmanthus candy, and all kinds of snacks with osmanthus flowers.

The dim sum is placed in the lake pavilion in the apse of the Canwei Palace, and the wind ripples, blowing the lake water full of ponds, bringing the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is open to both sides of the sun.

In Xia Yuzhi's memories, they refused to sit peacefully in the Huxin Pavilion and eat snacks, but propped up a four-wallflower pattern painting boat. He and Su Duhan were boating, his sister and Murong Wei were sitting on the boat, and they picked a green lotus leaf and covered their faces...

Murong Wei coughed lightly, interrupting Xia Yuzhi's recollection.

Xia Yuzhi opened his eyes, but saw Murong Wei idly tracing the emerald jade ring on his finger, revealing a smile that seemed to be disgusted: "Third brother, this matter will be revealed first." The guards of Rentai Palace are also considered to be your subordinates, and if you are held accountable, you will also be guilty of being lax with your subordinates. ”

Xia Yuzhi was still immersed in the memories of the old days, and a wry smile appeared on his handsome face: "Ah Wei, you have been led by the nose these days, so you can directly tell the story clearly, what happened in Rentai Palace." ”

Since the death of the first emperor, the queen mother closed her residence in Shoukang Palace, and Rentai Palace has been idle.

Rentai Palace is the palace where the first emperor has been living since he entered the house, and the queen mother Yi decreed: idle people are not allowed to enter. No one touches every brick, tile, grass or tree in Rentai Palace, and all items must remain in their original state.

Jin Wuwei is in charge of the emperor's safety, and arranging guards to patrol the palace is not Xia Yu's duty, not to mention that the guards are only on the periphery, and they can't enter the inner palace. Rentai Palace has been unmanned for a long time, and he didn't pay attention to it in the past.

"Third brother, the guards of Rentai Palace have neglected their duties, and I have reported it to the queen mother. Don't you say that Jin Wuwei is only responsible for the safety of his father, and if something happens in the inner palace, it will also affect the previous dynasty", Murong Wei folded her hands, revealing the pale pink Kodan on her fingers, and her bright and delicate face revealed a bit of real seriousness.

If it weren't for the negligence of the guards of Rentai Palace, why would the imperial grandmother stand alone in front of the palace for so long and no one would have noticed.

A few days ago, she took Yingluo to Rentai Palace, and just after that time, the sky was bright, but the huge palace was unattended, and she easily entered it.

"Ah Wei, is it possible that someone stole something from Rentai Palace?"

The sleeping palace of the first emperor and the queen mother, there are naturally a lot of valuables, all of which are registered in the register, and they are checked by the internal affairs office on weekdays, and there is no reason to lose them. Xia Yuzhi thought about Murong Wei's words about the dereliction of duty of the palace guards, and secretly wondered if someone was guarding and stealing from her, and fell into her eyes?

The Queen Mother was sick, Queen Chu did not come, Rentai Palace is located in the middle of nowhere, and the palace is no longer as magnificent as it was back then. There are also some negligences on the part of the guards and the Internal Affairs Office.

Murong Wei shook her head and chuckled, her eyebrows were deep, her eyes were heavy, and her expression darkened: "Stealing is not stealing, but it has been destroyed." ”

In Rentai Palace, in the warm pavilion where Qiao Huanxia lives daily, there were two sand tables, one large and one small, and the big one was the map of the entire Xixia. The small one is the sand table on the border of the First World War in Barrier City.

Qiao Huanxia lined up the infantry formation, using this kind of sand table, the battle that she deeply regretted and made Chu Tianshu die, her calculation also came from this sand table.