Three watches in the middle of the night, the weather is dry and dry, be careful of the candles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Because there were a lot of palace people who died in the palace, and even more died of illness, Shang Gong Si opened a few warehouses separately, and put the corpses in different categories, which were first claimed by the family members, and then cremated. Some family members did not claim it, and were cremated directly, and scattered it into the mountains and rivers, and no one knew.

Because Mrs. Li's maid was brought in from outside the palace, why should she be brought out by the people of the Li Mansion. So wrap it in a white cloth and place it separately on a wooden table in a barn.

It has been in disrepair for a long time, and when the wooden door is pushed open, there is a piercing sound of wooden shafts rubbing, and a layer of dust falls from it.

In the middle of the night, a cold wind blew in, and Tian Shanggong couldn't help but have a cold war. The little eunuch who sent her in the door sneezed and said softly: "Shanggong lady, you have to move faster, this is a violation of the rules." ”

Usually it is the talents of Shang Fangsi who come to picket the cause of death of the palace people, and I really don't know what Tian Shanggong is worried about as a secretary. Thanks to the Shang Gong Division, if it was somewhere else, he wouldn't dare to let her in.

The little eunuch held a candle in his hand, swaying in the wind, and the figures in the whole wooden house swayed, which was very eerie.

Tian Shanggong shrunk his shoulders, a little remorseful. But it's all here, and it's a loss if you don't find something. She looked inside, and in the middle of the empty barn lay a wooden table, on which was a corpse wrapped in a white cloth, which was tightly wrapped in white cloth and oozing some black charred marks.

Tian Shanggong took a few steps forward, holding his hands, not daring to start, the little eunuch also knew that these ladies in the palace were serving their masters, and they would never touch the dirty hands of the dead, so he stuffed the candle into her hand: "Hey, I'll send the Buddha to the west." ”

The little eunuch wanted to pry off from his head, but Tian Shanggong hurriedly blocked him: "Don't bother, pry from your feet." "She couldn't sleep at night when she was afraid of seeing that face. The little eunuch had no choice but to let go and lift his feet.

Tian Shanggong covered his nose, and the smell of burning became stronger. The corpse's exposed feet were almost all that remained of charred bones, black and black, and they would be powdered if they were burned again. She has also been in the palace for decades, and it is not uncommon for the little palace maid to overturn the oil lamp and be burned to death by fire at night.

The little eunuch lifted the part of his stomach, Tian Shanggong squinted slightly, endured the smell and took a candle to look closer.

The internal organs were almost burned and shrunk to the size of a fist, and it was impossible to tell which mass was which.

She looked at it carefully, but she still didn't see anything, and she didn't dare to touch it.

Alas, Tian Shanggong sighed in his heart, and wanted to find some clues to come out, if it was really as she thought in her heart, it would be a great achievement, and by the way, she would pull Wu Huiru, who was good friends with Mrs. Li, off the horse.

Maybe the position of the Imperial Palace is hers.

The little eunuch saw that she was looking carefully and mysteriously, and asked in a low voice, "What did Shanggong Niangniang see?" ”

"Go, go, go." Tian Shanggong waved his hand: "Go back, go back, bad luck." Then he put the candle aside and hurried out the door. The little eunuch screamed a few times, quickly wrapped the corpse, lifted the candlestick and chased after him: "Shanggong Niangniang, the snuff you promised me ......"

The wooden door creaked shut, and the room was plunged into darkness again.

After about half a pillar of incense, a green bamboo-colored figure fell from the door beam.

The shadow slowly approached the charred corpse, took out a night pearl, lifted the white cloth with the scabbard, and carefully swept it. After a while, he took out the dagger, slit it through the abdomen, and examined it carefully.

After half an hour, the cyan shadow stopped moving, packed everything up, and slowly retreated, disappearing into the darkness.

After a while, the windowsill creaked, and a black figure rolled in. The man came to the charred corpse, and without taking out any lighting tools, he lifted the white cloth and scanned it.

After a few breaths, his expression did not change, covered with a white cloth, and left quietly again.

Tian Shanggong, who returned to the house after pulling and pulling with the little eunuch, didn't notice that a small figure had already followed her.

Dong Jingyi walked out of the house, it was already two days later.

His whole body was disheveled, his expression was decadent, and his cheeks were emaciated, as if he had been sucked out of his essence by a mountain monster, and he could fall down if he touched it. Qingyan followed him out, his face pale and his hands and feet weak.

Qiao Zheng held him with one hand, Dong Jingyi took a deep breath of the air outside, and his voice was hoarse: "Alive." ”

His eyes were blank, and he hadn't slept for a few days and nights had already made him distracted: "Now that Anning has a high fever, you must remember to cool her down, and the wound must be changed frequently......

Qingyan couldn't help but interrupt him: "I remember, Master Dong go and rest." Dong Jingyi almost leaned on Qiao Zheng's arm to stand, nodded indiscriminately, and then walked towards the next door, where a black-armored guard helped him into the room.

Qingyan was also weak, holding a stack of papers in his hand: "Lord Shizi, I have written down all the matters to be paid attention to." ”

Qiao Zheng nodded, his face was calm, he had just received news from the palace that Concubine Li had given birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus.

The Li family can not only turn over, but also immediately gather a group of ministers who support the emperor's second son. After all, the queen and the Qiao family have always been criticized, originally the prince was alone, they were helpless, and now the prince has other candidates, it is like one more road to Qingyun.

He said in a deep voice: "All I bring with me are my loyal private soldiers, and the news that An Ning went out privately and was injured cannot be known to His Majesty at present." "Once it is known by Jindu, it will not only make His Majesty furious, but will even kill all the people who serve around An Ning.

And An Ning is in the suburbs, injured by the outlaws, and will be even more concerned by the government and the opposition, when the time comes, a wave of unsettled waves will arise again, I don't know what kind of turmoil will be caused, the major clans will move when they hear the wind, attack the princess, implicate the prince, and will definitely bite off a big piece of meat before stopping.

So he endured not reporting to the court, and only when he saw that Dong Jingyi had a good treatment, he put his mind at ease.

It's a big deal, if Princess An Ning has any case, he will bring people to see His Majesty, and he can't let people splash dirty water on them.

"I will go back to Jindu to meet Your Majesty, and I will say that Her Royal Highness the princess is young and has a boring life when she leaves the palace, and I want to take her to Qiao's mansion to live for a few days." While pondering, he said to Qing Yan: "Delay it for a few days, and when An Ning's injury is better, I will send her to Qiao's Mansion again, and there will be no leakage." ”

He asked His Majesty for the will to go to the palace to visit the queen's mother, and his subordinates divided into two ways, all the way to the palace to hide people's eyes, all the way to Pingcheng with him, although the history of Pingcheng has been stabilized by him, but the doctor in and out, the news can not be hidden for long.

Since the queen mother was moved to the Qiao family's ancient mansion by them, the palace has not been quiet, and there are always countless pairs of eyes closely watching.

He clasped Qingyan on the shoulder, Qingyan's face changed in pain, and he only heard a cold tone in his ear: "This time, I won't ask the princess why she ran out, next time this kind of thing happens, you can decide it yourself." ”