"It's still like the old days when you traveled to the garden, the car was like flowing water, the horse was like a dragon, and the flower moon was in the spring breeze. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yaoqin was on the case, Zige slowly plucked the strings and sang eloquently. The words of the latter lord Li Yu are beady. The prosperity of the year, the loneliness of today, and the joy of joy are dwarfed and seen.

As far as Zige is concerned, the central context of the word can also be understood. Although Zige doesn't have much memory of the past and doesn't feel too sad, these people around him who have known him since childhood have other identities, but it takes time to get used to it.

The scenery in front of her is still lively, but her mood has changed greatly.

Since talking to Xie Yun in the private school that day, Zige has been more cautious about everything in the music workshop, and gradually saw some clues about Qingluan's newspaper. With Aunt Zhao's acquiescence, she began to explore some relevant information around.

The structure of Qingluan Newspaper is actually very concise, the informant and information are divided into four products: sky, blue, earth, and white, and the jasper scroll that Zige saw in Xie Yun's study is Qingshu. The line leader leads the Quartet's "heaven" products, each "day" product line person controls more than ten "green" product informants, and there are dozens of "earth" products under the "green" product, and so on, the next product will directly submit the information to the upper product, and the informant does not know each other, can ensure that there is no risk of sitting.

As the gathering place of all the line newspapers, the spring breeze seems to be a peaceful atmosphere on the surface, but in fact it is an undercurrent. In the past, Zige thought that Aunt Zhao, who was a philistine and spicy, was actually quite hidden. To be able to control such a huge institution in the palm of his hand, and it has still stood for ten years after the loss of power of the Yang family, and it is still thriving, his mind and wrist are unimaginable.

In the past few days, Ge has pretended to be a maid, and when he has been serving in the music workshop for a long time, he has also met some informants, including fish sellers, female embroidery workers, and official eunuchs. It's just that because she has no grade and doesn't know the rules of docking, she can only watch her sister in the workshop act. As Zige learned more about Qingluan Daily, the more he felt that this organization was unfathomable.

After a song, Zige took a break, and was sent to fetch Lanxi's jade flute and sent her to South Street to repair it, but coincidentally met the exquisitely dressed Cui Qiao in the corridor.

"Sister Cuiqiao...... No, Mrs. Zhao. ”

Zige couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw her, the two had a good relationship in the workshop in the past, and after they got married this time, they never got back together. Cui Qiao seemed to have something on her mind, but she still smiled at Zige.

"Long time no see. My sister has lost a lot of weight. ”

"Sister said that you laughed, how are you doing lately?" Zige pulled her and hid in a corridor where no one passed, so as not to attract attention.

Cui Qiao smiled faintly and said, "What's good or bad, life is like this." ”

Zige remembered the previous green book, presumably Cui Qiao was the informant placed in Zhao Yu's mansion, and he was kind enough to make wedding clothes for her at that time, but now it seems that she has been pushed into another fire pit. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Zhao Gongzi treated you poorly? Did Mrs. Zhao trouble you? Can I live a comfortable life? Zige held her hand and asked in a stacked voice, looking concerned.

"You also know that Zhao Yu is affectionate, his wife is jealous, I don't fight with others in the house, I live a stable life, I just want to have no worries about food and clothing." She is no longer the Cui Qiao who shared her daughter's thoughts with a red face, and between her words, her indifference to personnel made Zige feel a little cold.

"What is my sister going back to the music shop for?" Zige asked.

"I just received the book from the ground, and there is something important in the city, and I need to report it immediately." She took out an equally delicate scroll from her bosom, the color was as bright as ruby, "Today, my husband is going to come to sit in the workshop, so I took the opportunity to come with him." ”

Zige took the scroll and looked at it curiously for a moment, and saw that there was a half-moon-shaped keyhole on it, which was extremely exquisitely arranged.

"The high-grade informants have their own keys and can open the low-grade scrolls, and if they are forcibly dismantled, the acid filled into them will corrode the scrolls." Cui Qiao patiently explained. But when she saw the red dress passing by in a hurry, she stopped her voice in an instant.

"What's wrong with Sister Hongsheng?" Zige asked as she took in the change in her expression.

"Although there are irregularities in this, I know that Hongshang is also an informant, and he belongs differently from me." Cui Qiao said softly, "Me and her, it's better not to contact Qingluan Bao." I have to ask my sister to hand over this scroll. ”

"Why did my sister trust me to hand over the book from the ground? I don't have a grade in the Qingluan newspaper. Having said that, Zige put the scroll away properly.

Cui Qiao smiled slightly, avoiding answering, "You are not an ordinary ......"

She reminisced with Zige again, and then returned home with her husband.

Since she didn't know who Cuiqiao's high-grade informant was, Zige came to Aunt Zhao's house and prepared to present the scroll directly to her. The door was open, and she didn't think much about it, so she stepped forward and wanted to push the door in.

"Are you sure he's in the city now?"

Zige's hand on the door stopped, this voice is a mother's ......

These days, my mother's health is getting worse, but I don't want to rest well, and I am busy outside more and more often. Zige didn't know what she was planning, but she decided that this must be related to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and the past.

"Yes, the Book of Heaven was handed to me two days ago, and Gao Zhan, the king of Chengjiang, left Beijing and went south, carrying a bronze box with him."

Gao Zhan......

Seek Gao Zhan to settle old grievances.

The faces written by the eight cinnabar pens have always been imprinted in Zige's mind and lingered.

Gao Zhan, the king of Chengjiang, is the second son of the current emperor, and the eldest son Gao Zhen abdicated due to the Yang disaster. Zige thought about it for a while, and deduced that this "to settle old grievances" was mostly because the mother suspected that the Yang family was harmed by the Fang family back then. If the Yang family is not removed, the eldest son is not abolished, and the second prince is neither a grandson nor a long-term, how can he stand out?

"The Muslim Qizhen Mirror has been lost for many years, and it is rumored that it was obtained by the Fang family, so the Fang family can soar. Have you ordered someone to inquire about the contents of this box? The mother was still coughing constantly, and her voice was hoarse and empty.

"As soon as he entered the house, he hid the box in the basement of the Zhao family, and the informant could not see it."

The mother pondered for a moment and said, "Check again." The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, lax defense, is a good opportunity to enter the government. ”

"Good. It's just that this time, the son of Fang Liu's second family is also in the house, and it will be even more inconvenient if he starts. Aunt Zhao replied, "You also know that although those two people are not affiliated with the king of Chengjiang, they are also quite difficult. ”

"Send more people. The most difficult to accept the grace of beauties, our girls are not bad. ”

"A few days ago, I inexplicably folded some informants, but now there are few suitable musicians in the workshop." Aunt Zhao was a little worried, "Recently, Ge'er seems to be very interested in the things in the workshop, and I haven't stopped her much." ”

"It's time too." The mother sighed, "She is almost an adult, and many things should not be hidden from her." ”

"This time Zhaofu Autumn Banquet, she was also invited, if you can let her go with her......"

"Yusheng, you know that this trip is dangerous and abnormal, and if you are discovered, you will be speechless. It's better to let me ......" Before the words fell, the mother burst out with a violent cough, as if she was going to cough out her lungs together, and the listener was shocked.

Without thinking, Zige pushed the door in, came to her side, stroked her back, poured tea, and helped her breathe smoothly. Although Aunt Zhao on the side was also anxious, she couldn't help, so she could only stand on the side.

When the mother finally calmed down and could drink some water slowly, Zige pleaded: "No matter what you are planning, Auntie, Zige is willing to do her best to help." ”

Aunt Zhao looked at her mother and did not speak. The mother closed her eyes tiredly and shook her head gently.

Zige knelt down in front of her, looking solemn.

"Mother, you are sick, you shouldn't be so tired. Since I know that I am an orphan of the Yang family, I will try my best to worry about the affairs of my family. I hope that my mother will be fulfilled. ”

When the mother opened her eyes, there were already tears in her eyes.

"Ge'er, you still want to call me my mother, I'm satisfied. You want to help, it's your own good intentions, but this matter, after all, has to be decided for the mother herself. ”

Zige gently put his head on her lap and no longer argued with her, but in his heart, he secretly had a plan.