No one thought that there was a hidden passage leading to the moat outside the city under the floor of the Qingliang Palace, the soil was dry into blocks, and the hole was dusty, unlike the excavation in these months, and it could not be completed by Yuan Ying alone in a month or two.

"Fill in all the secret passages, that is, the portrait is posted throughout the city, and tell the officials of the counties and counties to do their best to search for Yuan Ying, in addition, the palace envoy female official checks the palace roster, I want to see who is so bold and dares to help the emperor leave the palace."

Yuan Lingjun could see it clearly from the side, and Fan Jiang's face turned green when he said this.

After receiving the edict, the palace envoys did not dare to delay for a moment, and verified the palace roster overnight, and found out that no palace maids were missing, except for Shanglin Yuan, who lost a deposed emperor's servant.

According to the palace envoy, the name of the servant is Tanhua, the boy and the girl were sent to the palace by their parents, Yuan Lingjun looked at his portrait, his face is soft and graceful, it is indeed a woman's face, if he is allowed to walk around the palace in women's clothes, no one can doubt his gender. It can be seen that the person who assisted Yuan Ying in escaping must be the maid he pretended to be.

Fan Jiang is not in a good mood, he is very careful in doing things in the palace, Yuan Lingjun is still indifferent, he is happy all day long, either singing or listening to music, and his mood is very good.

On this day, as soon as Fan Qian entered the Changji Palace, he saw Yuan Lingjun and the palace people fiddling with musical instruments.

陛xià will never indulge in singing music from now on, right? Fan Qian was a little shaken, and her footsteps were stagnant. Straightened up his clothes and stepped forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the roster of female officials and musicians who took the exam has been sorted out." ”

"Oh. Present it to me. ”

Yuan Lingjun handed the pipa in his hand to Kunjiao, put on his shoes and walked to Fan Qian, and took the roster.

I carefully read the book of musicians, took the list of female officials and turned a few pages, and saw Wang Beihua as I wished. The person who can teach calligraphy and painting to the servants in the house must not be a diehard like Wang Shaona.

It is rumored that she failed to be admitted to the female official that year, all because of the discord between the Taiyuan Wang family and the Xu family. The Xu family took revenge for personal gain, and secretly moved to remove Wang Beihua from his name. The two clans of Wang and Xu are destined not to coexist. Now that the Xu family has fallen, Wang Beihua has no reason not to participate in the women's exam.

Yuan Lingjun remembered that two years ago, the girls of the Wang and Xu families returned to Lin'an Benzong together, and the Hongjia coup d'état. Changed. As soon as the Xu family fell, the Wang family greeted them.

"Yes, it's hard work for Lady Fan."

"It is the duty of a minister to share worries for the court." Fan Qi said.

"Is the examiner for the women's music test set?" Yuan Lingjun's gaze stayed on the roster.

"It's Lu Shaofu's main exam, and Fan Shaofu's invigilator."

Will those two people mess up when they work together? Yuan Lingjun raised his eyebrows, laughed in his heart, closed the roster and handed it to Fan Qi.

"The minister retired." Fan Qian took it with both hands.

When she walked out, Yuan Lingjun was slightly stunned. I haven't seen her for a few months, Fan Qian seems to have been reborn, and her style is charming. It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

At the small family banquet at night, the nurse nursed the little prince. Bring it to Yuan Lingjun.

"Little one, let Grandma hug you." Yuan Lingjun hugged the soft ball, and his heart melted. This is her first son, and he cherishes him so much that he can't wait to be with him all the time.

As the biological father of the child, Fan Xin also sat on the side, watching from a distance, and couldn't help but show a gentle smile on his face.

"Father has sent a letter?" Qu Yi wiped the saliva from the corner of the little guy's mouth.

"yes, it's all about scolding me. However, scolding and scolding, the old man is still worried about the child in his heart, and even the name is taken, called Minxing. She took out a silk from the waist of her skirt and showed it to Qu Yi, "I'm afraid that my mother won't use it." ”

Fan Jiang is busy with government affairs and rarely comes to Zitai to see her grandson, but she really loves this child, and as long as she has free time, she will come over and hug her for a while, and said that she will announce the name of the prince at the daytime banquet.

Qu Yi glanced at it, put the silk book in his sleeve, and leaned over to brush away the light hair in front of the baby's forehead.

The little doll is asleep, her skin is white and tender, and she is very cute.

"Fan Xin, come and hug him."

Fan Xin came closer, and just reached out to touch the baby's face, but retracted hesitantly, and raised his eyes to look at Yuan Lingjun.

What do you see her doing? Yuan Ling turned his face away angrily.

Fan Xin still hugged his son over, and there happened to be a good servant outside the door, and when he saw Fan Xin holding the little prince, they all hugged him, and they all surrounded the soft and glutinous child to see the strangeness.

Xu was so noisy that the little doll's head moved around, frowning her delicate eyebrows, and her mouth was about to cry. Fan Xinden was unhappy and drove away the noisy servants.

It's not too early, and the servants have retired one after another and returned to the palace.

When the last person was about to withdraw, Yuan Lingjun called him, "Lingding, come here." ”

Fu Lingding returned to the hall, sat down in front of the two, and bowed his sleeves.

Yuan Lingjun didn't say anything, only filled a bronze cup and handed it to him, "Lingding has sent messages for me many times, please drink this glass of wine and express my gratitude." ”

A glass of wine sent him away, this new emperor really counts his words, and never lies. A smile overflowed from the corner of Fu Lingding's eyes, "Thank you for the wine." ”

Under Yuan Lingjun's gaze, he drank the cup as soon as he drank it, and he deliberately tilted the mouth of the cup to show that there was not a drop left.

After Fu Lingding retreated, Fan Xin also retired, the door of the main hall was closed, the nurse took the little prince down to rest, and Yuan Lingjun also went back to the bedroom to bathe.

"Childe, what's wrong with Senior Brother Chen? Did the mother notice anything unusual? Yuan Lingjun came in and saw Qu Yi leaning on the bed reading a book, and sat down in front of the dressing mirror while asking.

"Chen Ju is thoughtful, step-by-step, very standardized, more flexible than Yu Kang, to speak, he has some ability, Zhen Wangshi is afraid that he is not clear, and it is very deeply hidden." Qu Yi put aside the scroll, half-leaned over, and looked at Yuan Lingjun in front of the dresser with his face in his hands.

She had changed into her bedclothes, her hair was damp, and she was carefully drying it with a silk handkerchief, and after a while she stopped to untie the knot.

Looking through the mirror, seeing that he was looking at himself without blinking, Yuan Lingjun stuck out his tongue, rolled his eyes to the sky, and made all his grimaces, but he couldn't see it anyway.

"Sit down, I'll wipe it."

Yuan Lingjun was worried, Qu Yi said, she ran over in three steps and two steps, holding the silk handkerchief in both hands, and said very sincerely: "His Royal Highness, the prince of Laojia." ”

Qu Yi pinched her chin, smiled and pressed her to sit in front of the couch, carefully wrapped it in a silk handkerchief, and began to gently comb her wet hair.

She has a lot of long hair, and she usually doesn't feel too troublesome to comb it with palace people, and it is simply life-threatening to do it herself, but in Qu Yi's hands, it is different, he is very patient, and he is stunned to untie those dead knots one by one.

He combed his hair, Yuan Lingjun thought about tomorrow's things, and told him over and over again, "Tomorrow morning, almost all the foreign officials will enter Beijing, remember to help me pick a few good seedlings when you go to see me." ”

Qu Yi's ears were cocooned, "Yes, yes, how can you forget about Your Majesty." (To be continued.) )