"Huh?" Qiu Ju's eyes suddenly widened

"Well, in fact, the ink book is the one who Aunt Zhou put here with me, and I have already sent her to the third uncle, so I'm afraid she has already been sent away."

"How did Miss know?" Although Qiu Ju knew that Sister Hui didn't believe in ink books, she had never seen her deal with it. I thought that was it, but I sent the person away with lightning speed, and even she didn't have any news beforehand.

"Mrs. Zhou has a habit of leaving the leftover tea leaves to dry and make sachets or pillows. Last Mid-Autumn Festival, my grandmother ordered our sisters to do some needlework for the elders in the house, and Mrs. Zhou has not been in contact, and I don't know what to send. Mo Shu said that Aunt Zhou liked this, and went to her own room to get some sun-dried tea leaves for us to drink and collect the rest on weekdays. At that time, I was suspicious, so I ordered Mo to draw out again to inquire. As a result, Aunt Zhou bought a little girl a few years ago, and the little girl died of a vicious illness within two years of following her. Sister Hui took the book and sat on the edge of the couch, and then talked slowly

"That little girl is Moshu?" Qiu Ju exclaimed.

"Well, later, Mrs. Zhou spent a lot of money on Mother Li, who was in charge of the old lady's yard at that time, and she took the opportunity to install it in the old lady's courtyard, who knew that the old lady rewarded me by chance."

Sister Hui also wasted a lot of effort to investigate this matter, although the third uncle's explanation was just a coincidence, but she felt that the aunt was a person with some ability, not like a coincidence. Seeing that Moshu didn't do anything out of the ordinary, he didn't ask her if he was not bad, and returned her in the name of sending some pastries to Sister Zhu'er and handed them over to the third uncle to deal with.

"I see." Qiu Ju was suddenly, but she secretly sighed in her heart for the delicacy of Sister Hui'er's thoughts.

"I was going to give the old lady Moshu a bad disease this morning, and let the red jade replace it. But it's hard to talk about that situation, so let's wait until Master Qingyun comes. "Wait until Qingyun comes and says some superstitious Taoism, and then the old lady will naturally allow Hongyu to come.

"Yes, miss, the slave maid will go and help the red jade girl clean up first."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Sister Hui drew half a map in the house according to the description in the book. I wrote a few poems and essays assigned by the palace master, and I silently wrote a poem from the previous life, and I made up a poem with great effort, and I saw that it was okay. I was just about to summon Mo Hua to go to the kitchen to make some pastries to eat, but Mo Hua came in and said that the old lady was invited.

"Miss, the slave maid just inquired about the sister who came to pass the news, it seems that Mrs. Qingyun has arrived, and I heard that the third lady made a special trip to invite her."

"Hmm." Sister Hui touched her sleeves, and then followed her to Shoukang Hall.

Entering the hall, the old lady was lying on the couch in a loose blouse with a Fu character pattern, her face was gentle, and she didn't see the angry appearance in the morning, afraid that Qingyun had persuaded her.

"Say hello to my grandmother, and say hello to my wife." Sister Hui walked up to the two of them and saluted.

"Well, get up." The old lady raised her hand and said slowly.

"The third lady has grown up again." Qingyun Shitai smiled slightly.

"You said you wanted to meet my granddaughter, and now she has recruited you, so you can take a look." The old lady waved her hand and said to Qingyun Shitai.

Qingyun got up, circled around Sister Hui twice, looked at her eyes, and then said, "Mrs. Tai, I see that your granddaughter is a little unusual, can you let me take her out and stand in the courtyard, and take a look at it from the position of yin and yang." ”

"Take it with you." The old lady seemed a little tired, waved her hand lazily, and let Qingyun pull Sister Hui away.

When she arrived in the courtyard, Sister Hui stood in a certain position according to Qingyun's instructions, and couldn't help laughing: "Your excuse is not clever. ”

"What if you're not smart? She can believe in it. Qingyun pouted, and his petite face looked a little naughty.

"You help me tell the old lady two things: first, find a time to tell her that she can write with wax oil, and after the wax oil is dry, you can't see any handwriting on the paper, as long as you bake it over an open flame, you can see it; Second, you tell her that my yard needs a maid named Hongyu to be my big girl. Sister Hui whispered in her ear when Qingyun Shi was too close to look at her

"Okay, in addition, I also tried to ask about the old things you asked me to help investigate, but the old lady was secretive and didn't want to mention it." Master Qingyun nodded, sprinkled some strange powder on her head again, and whispered as she walked around.

"Then why don't you go to Qinghe Houfu and inquire." Sister Hui hung her head, her lips opened lightly, and she whispered.

After that, Qingyun touched the bones of her hand and recited a large series of scriptures in the direction of the direct sun, and then let go of her hand incomprehensibly, ignored her, and went straight back to the old lady's room.

However, Qiushuang saw Sister Hui standing in the sun in a daze in the courtyard, and came to comfort her: "Master Qingyun is too high, and he has always ignored mundane affairs, but he forgot to take care of some third misses. The young lady and the slave maid will go in and see the old lady again. ”

Sister Hui nodded, dusted off the red powder on her shoulders, and followed Qiu Shuang into Shoukang Hall.

When she saw the old lady and made a salute, the old lady asked her to go down first.

Sister Hui returned to the leisurely residence, knowing that the old lady needed to ask Mrs. Qingyun about her comments, and then she would mention the matter of red jade. Don't worry.

Now what she needs to do most is that the day after tomorrow is the wedding of the three princes, and the seventh princess has sent a message to ask her to accompany her. At that time, you can meet the godmother, the eldest princess and others, and talk about the progress of things.

Chu Jinzhang went to King Yong's mansion, and Haosheng went to ask for guilt, although Sister Hui'er could not marry the Seventh Prince according to the original plan, although it was not their fault for waiting for the mansion peacefully, they should also go to express it. King Yong's side is safe, and it is indeed difficult to find such a condition in the capital for a while, and it is a pity that the Seventh Imperial Concubine cannot tie the Gao family's money bag to his trouser belt.

Although King Yong did not reprimand him for showing his "virtuousness", the people who followed below said a lot of things openly and secretly, although he was angry, Chu Jinzhang was also angry.

In the evening, when I returned to the house, I felt angry and impatient.

Zhao's mother was ordered to wait on the road that must be passed through early, and when she saw this, she had a lot of confidence in her heart, and immediately overflowed with a smile, and stepped forward and said: "Master Hou, the old lady is invited, saying that there is a big mystery in the paper last time, please go to discuss it together." ”

"Really?" Chu Jinzhang still believed in his mother very much, and when he heard this, he put away his anger and showed interest.

Mother Zhao stretched out her right hand, bowed and said, "Master Hou, please." ”

When she arrived at Shoukang Hall, Zhao's mother took the lead and took her mother-in-law and maids to retreat, closed the door, and left Chu Jinzhang's mother and son alone to discuss.

"Today, I am not in good health, so your daughter-in-law personally went to invite Mrs. Qingyun, who has not yet left the customs, to go down the mountain to diagnose her illness." The old lady was in a good mood, so she praised this daughter-in-law who seemed to be quite sensible compared to Xiao Li's recently.

Chu Jinzhang hugged his fists and saluted: "Mother, what Mother Zhao said is true? How did my mother know that there was another mystery on the paper? ”

The old lady saw that Chu Jinzhang didn't care much about this daughter-in-law compared to the business, and she was a little more satisfied, and said with a smile: "Master Qingyun chatted with me, and talked about some folk warlocks who are playing tricks. A small figure is drawn on the paper in advance, and after pretending to be a ritual, the figure appears, and the true body of the monster has appeared, and the monster has been removed. In fact, it is just that the paper is not visible after the wax oil is dry, and it is baked on the fire, the wax oil melts away, and the paper is re-wetted, which shows the pattern. ”

"Mother's Meaning" Chu Jinzhang was dumbfounded and slowly spoke.

"yes, we might as well try it too, I probably remember that day that the paper seemed to be very lubricated to the touch, maybe it was because of the wax." The old lady affirmed Chu Jinzhang's guess.

Chu Jinzhang hurriedly instructed the Shouxi steward who was standing outside to take the paper.

But for a moment, Suki gasped and presented the paper.

The mother and son walked to the candle flame together, Chu Jinzhang spread out the paper, and smoked the candle flame for a while, and many words really appeared on the paper.

When a few lines appeared on the paper, the mother and son looked at each other and smiled, and both saw ecstasy in each other's eyes.

(This wax oil method is not completely apocryphal, I have tried it myself, it is indeed feasible, and there are childlike friends who can try it~)