The snow outside the door has been falling, there is no intention to stop, such weather, except for sitting by the charcoal basin every day to warm your hands, there is nothing important, the boudoir is idle and bored, so she plays the leaf card with Lingya, Fu Tai came, saying that Rong Yu called her to go to the outer hall, Qing Boudoir asked what was the matter, Fu Tai did not answer.

Qing Boudoir is a little weak-hearted, what did the master tell him to do? Should he seek justice for Miss Leng, miserable, miserable.

Full of suspicion went to the outer hall, there were a lot of people standing in the outer hall, Rongyu and a cadre were already waiting, a father-in-law stood proudly with the holy decree, the boudoir did not dare to slack off, courtesy to the master, the master knelt, she also knelt, the master kowtowed, she also buckled the head, and then only listened to the father-in-law read: Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, the bachelor's mansion arranged the plum garden meritorious, specially given gold ten thousand taels, pearls four taels, coral one money, Qin this.

"Emperor Xie!"

The father-in-law handed the holy decree to Rong Yu, and Rong Yu exchanged a few words, Rong Yu treated each other politely, talked well, and the father-in-law who listened to it praised directly: "No wonder the emperor is so important to the scholars, looking at this glass palace, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a unicorn talent like you!"

The father-in-law smiled, Rong Yu was just doing his meager part. ”

Qing Boudoir listened to their compliments, I compliments, and she didn't have anything to do with her, so she was very depressed, and she accepted the order, calling her what to do?

was distracted, the father-in-law glanced over, just opposite it, Qing Boudoir didn't dare to make a mistake, immediately lowered his head, the father-in-law didn't care, took a gold medal and said: "Miss Zheng, the emperor asked our family to transfer this to you!" said that Miss Zheng is as timid as a mouse, acting hard, in case of trouble one day and losing the brand, it is better to have a backup, otherwise you still need to die!"

Qingfu was a little stunned.

However, Rong Yu was very generous, took the gold medal for avoiding death, and thanked: "The minister thanked the emperor for his beloved disciples!"

Qing Boudoir was very depressed, until her father-in-law left, she was still depressed, Master handed her the gold medal, turned around and left, Qing Boudoir was afraid that Master would be disappointed, so she stopped her: "Master, you listen to my explanation, I didn't mean to avoid the death of the gold medal, I'm not afraid that I will die, I'm afraid that something will happen to Master." ”

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, showing a half-smile: "Master knows." ”

Qing Yu still wanted to say something, but after thinking about it for a long time, Rong Yu saw that she was spitting and spitting, and it didn't look like there was anything big, so she said: "You don't need to be alarmed, Master knows that you are filial, it's noon, you should go to dinner!"

Qing Boudoir nodded.

In fact, Qing Boudoir has nothing to say, she just wants the master to accompany her more, but the master is elegant and cold, not good at joking, and in addition to listening to lectures with him, she only has the share of zazen. The master seems to be very fond of zazen, and if he does not enter the palace, he will sit in the meditation room for an afternoon, and he often says, walking and meditating, sitting and meditating, and the silence and movement are all safe. Although she can't understand it thoroughly, she probably understands a thing or two, how can she face it calmly if she doesn't have a good spirit?

Qing Boudoir finally gave up her selfishness, took chopsticks, and ate quietly alone, she was used to this monotonous lifestyle, and occasionally her mind was a little uncertain, and she tried her best to suppress herself, because the master didn't like it, and the master disgusted her for not being well-behaved.

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The scar on the crook of the arm is healing day by day, fading, and there is no need to hide it from anyone, but the mood of the boudoir is not good, since the last time she met Miss Leng, she was shocked by her cold charm, she didn't know who she was to the master, or in front of the master, who did he regard her as, was it an apprentice, or a future wife?

She wanted to ask, but she was afraid to ask, but she still didn't dare to ask.

But not asking doesn't mean that she doesn't know anything, doing things in the Bachelor's Mansion, I don't know how many times I have run back and forth in each hall, it is Aunt Fengcha in the palace, they also have dealings, the palace is a circle, and many things can't be hidden.

Aunt told her that Miss Leng's name was Leng Gongqiu, and she was a messenger sent by the palace, and she was appointed to write "The Treasures of the National Collection" at the previous literary and secular conference, due to her limited ability, there were too many books to refer to, and the emperor sympathized with her, so he ordered the knowledgeable Rong Yu to be a guide, and Yu Bachelor to be a side guide, as for participating in politics, there were other people, so that Rong Yu must not worry.

How could the emperor have such an idea, doesn't he need his master's advice?

Later, I heard from the officials that the emperor was very disgusted with the master's single-handed covering, and he had to cultivate newcomers several times, but he couldn't find a talented person, so he instigated the master to accept a few more disciples. No wonder the master was not very happy on the day of delivering the medicine, it turned out that it was all because of this, she was still angry with the master, it was really undeserved.

My heart hurts, and I suddenly feel sorry for Master.

Qing Boudoir ran to the Bachelor's Mansion, looking for Master everywhere, and finally saw Master at the nine-curved railing by the lake, Master was fishing, he never fished, now the pond water is so cold, the fish have long been dormant, how can there be floating fish? Knowing this, but doing it, isn't this self-deception?

"Master, go back, it's cold and windy, beware of hurting your body!" Qing Boudoir didn't know how to persuade a person, she only knew that she was greedy for cold on weekdays, and Ling Ya persuaded her like this, so she copied it.

Rong Yu smiled lightly, as if it was okay: "Qing Boudoir, you came just in time, Master has nothing to do today, is it okay to cook fish soup for you." ”

Did you hear me right, Master just said that he wanted to make soup for her to drink?

Qing Boudoir smiled, there was a kind of joy spreading in her heart, she hadn't drunk the soup made by the master, and she didn't know how his craftsmanship was, but looking at the cold pond water, let alone a fish, even an old crab couldn't catch it, and the master was telling her again: "The idea is good, but ah, Master, the apprentice is only afraid that the master will not be able to catch fish, and he will be hungry." ”

"You have so little faith in Master?"

"No, it's the cold fish that doesn't eat the hook ......" before the words came out, Qing Boudoir felt as if she had said the wrong thing, think about it carefully, that's right, fishing on a cold day is too weird.

Rong Yu put down the fishing rod and took her to the yard, where there was a wooden basin, the basin was full of water, and there were a few carp with chopsticks swimming around. ”

Rong Yu didn't answer, and silently went to the dining room with the fish basin.

Qing Boudoir has to say something, think about it or forget it, since the master wants to make fish soup for her to drink, then drink it well, she went to prepare the dishes and chopsticks, Qing Boudoir put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and took out the old wine out of a jar, the master likes to drink, if he eats without wine, he will not have enough taste for the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

That's it, according to him, who made him her master?

After a while, Master's fish soup was finally served, the soup was very light, there were a few green onions floating on it, in addition to fish, there was a dish of salted goose, peanuts, rice and salt beans or something, the fish soup was freshly cooked, the latter three were not necessarily, the kitchen lady was thoughtful, knowing that the master loved to drink, often fried some crispy, salty to seal, as soon as the master ordered, immediately served to eat, it is said that this is very convenient, no matter what, the master is with a table of dishes, a meal is more than enough.

The master was very concerned about her, and gave her all the things he thought were good, and let her eat slowly, while he was drinking wine there, maybe the master didn't want to cook fish soup for her to eat at all, but he was just bored in his heart, and he borrowed wine to kill his sorrows.

Qing Boudoir sighed for a while, the poor master didn't want to say anything, if it wasn't for someone else's reminder, she really thought that the master took pity on her and wanted to cook fish soup for her to eat, now that she knows the master's heart, how can she not worry, but worry is worried, these are the emperor's intentions, and she can't help it.

Rong Yu's wine was still poured down one by one, and his expression became more and more painful.

"Master, don't drink it, the wine hurts your body a lot!" Qing Boudoir grabbed Master's arm, didn't catch it, Master raised the cup and drank it, Qing Boudoir was very anxious, took away Master's wine and said, "Master, you can't drink anymore......"

"Bring it-" Rong Yu's voice was very low, mixed with command and majesty, Qing Yu refused to give it, Rong Yu was annoyed, slapped the table and got up, Qing Yu was a little scared, so she timidly returned the wine to him.

Rong Yu glanced at her coldly, took the wine and continued to drink.

Qing Boudoir sat next to her, watching the master pour wine cup by cup, just like drinking boiling water, her heart hurts, she even wants to block all the wine, let herself get drunk and not wake up, she loves the master and doesn't want him to suffer any grievances, however, her love seems to be too small, and she can't even do such a thing as persuading him to drink.

Pour down the wine cup by cup, and then open the new one when it is over, the boudoir is like a needle felt, more and more want to remedy, suddenly she remembered that there are a few sleeping grasses in the waist bag, which was distributed to the guests in each room at the conference a few days ago, just because some people choose beds, some people do not choose beds, so there is a lot left, and she is not willing to throw it away, so she has been carrying it with her, but she did not expect it to come in handy today.

Qing Boudoir took out a lock of grass silk, hid it in the palm of her hand, and bounced it into his wine while Rong Yu was not paying attention, she would flick her fingers, and the speed was incredible.

Rong Yu was slightly drunk, hit, pressed the goose piece and fell asleep, Qing Boudoir timidly approached him, afraid that the master would be squinted by the salty goose, so he hurriedly helped him up and leaned, and hit the water to wipe his face and hands for him, she thought, salt is not a joke, it will hurt if it remains for a long time, she doesn't want the master to be hurt in any way.

After scrubbing it clean, she used almost all her strength to carry Master to the bedroom.

The bed was simple, the quilt was neatly stacked, and there were few antique books on the shelves. Qing Boudoir helped the master to lie down, the master's lips moved, faintly shouting 'water', the boudoir was a little incredible, how could she still speak after taking the sleeping grass, was the master's martial arts too high, or the dose of her grass was too light?

That's it, since he wants to drink water, pour him water, anyway, she is used to serving tea on weekdays.

Qing Boudoir walked to the desk, lifted the teapot, the pot was empty, she thought that the master likes to drink tea on weekdays, so she bent over to look for tea in the desk cabinet, but found nothing, but turned out a lot of books, no matter, carry the pot to boil the water, as long as it is water.

She picked up the teapot, panicked, took away a book, picked it up and looked at it, it was actually the "Military Strategy" she lost that day, wasn't this book bitten by Wangcai, how could it be here? She rubbed her eyes, yes, it was the military strategy, that is, the cover had changed, and there were more red imperial stamps on it, which said 'Imperial Clearance'.

was investigated, but the master was actually investigated?

She flipped through a few pages and found that it was full of tactics and tactics, from east to west, from south to north, but anyone with a specific direction had their own set of theories, and the emperor would not suspect that the master was going to rebel.

No wonder the emperor asked the master to assist Miss Leng, it turned out that he didn't trust him in the end.

Qing Boudoir looked at the sleeping master, held the book tightly, and burst into tears: "Master, I'm sorry, it's me who has caused you trouble." ”