"Mother, you see, this is a record of the soldiers and horses that were bought in which year and where, and a simple list of officials from the DPRK and China, many of whom are from the three princes." Chu Jinzhang handed the paper that had revealed all the handwriting to the old lady and said.

The old lady took it and hurriedly swept it, then closed it and handed it back to Chu Jinzhang.

"I didn't think that the third prince had done so many things in private, I thought that the northern Xinjiang had broken the right army that had a close relationship with him, and it would damage his power in the army, but I didn't think that there was such a large number of hidden troops in private." The old lady couldn't help but sigh

"Yes, I never thought that the seventh princess would also participate in it." Chu Jinzhang followed with emotion

"It's not difficult to guess that the seventh princess was born in such a family, and she was born in that kind of background, although she was favored by the emperor, but there was no maternal family in the end. When the new emperor ascends the throne in the future, she will have to find a support, the queen has always disliked her, and she is not on good terms with Concubine Hui, but the eldest princess and the third prince who are also motherless have always been close to her. The Buddha bead in the old lady's hand slowly turned, and her lips were already slightly hooked.

"Sister Hui is among them"

"No matter how much she likes her, the seventh princess will never tell her such an important secret, I'm afraid that she is just using her to hide this list, who would have thought that such an important thing would be next to an inconspicuous boudoir lady."

"What the mother said is indeed reasonable, and the son will hand over this list to His Royal Highness King Yong tomorrow." Chu Jinzhang carefully put away the paper in his sleeve and said.

"I'm not busy, presumably although the matter of the Seven Princes is none of our business, but the defeat over there is also quite a bit of a complaint for us, so this list might as well wait."

"Mother is trying to take advantage of this," Chu Jinzhang said tentatively. He always felt that although the old lady put the Anning Houfu on the ship of the five princes, in fact, she was not very loyal to the five princes, and it was more of a cooperation between the interests of the two sides. Chu Jinzhang is not a pedantic person, he agrees with what the old lady did.

"No, it's already difficult for us to get to this point, so we have to help the five princes take the throne in one fell swoop, otherwise the five princes won't be able to tolerate us first before the third prince ascends the throne. I mean that since this thing is so important, then you might as well wait, and wait until the five princes are overwhelmed by the bullets, and then we can take it out, so that we can show our importance at that time, and it will be easy to discuss, merit, act, and reward in the future. The old lady bit the last four words and said slowly.

Chu Jinzhang understood what he meant, and lowered his head and responded: "My son obeys." ”

waited until night, and the ink painting came to report that it was Chu Jinzhang, and as soon as he got out, he was led by Zhao's mother to Shoukang Hall.

"I can't find out what Hou Ye and the old lady said, but I saw the Shouxi steward next to Hou Ye and went back to the front yard, and then held something like a blank paper in his hand and hurriedly entered the Shoukang Hall."

After listening to what the ink painting said, Sister Hui knew that Qingyun had already reminded the old lady that the old lady was afraid that she would "enter the pit" at this time.

"Well, by the way, Ruby is back?" Sister Hui asked again

"The slave and maid are looking for it, and the slave and maid have to tell Hongyu the good news, the eldest maid who has been promoted to Miss has not come to thank her." Mo Hua laughed.

After a while, the ink painting smiled and led the red jade in again.

Hongyu was afraid that she had received news of the ink painting on the way, so she saluted and thanked Sister Hui as soon as she approached her.

Sister Hui raised her hand and said with a smile: "This time, the Qingyun Master of Qingshui Nunnery has contributed a lot, and the old lady has decided that you will make up for the position of ink book." ”

Today, taking advantage of being summoned by the old lady, by the way, she mentioned that the ink book was infected with a bad disease, and the old lady intended to send someone from the courtyard to come over, but she was diverted by Qingyun Shitai.

In the evening, Qiushuang in the old lady's courtyard came to convey the old lady's meaning, saying that Hongyu was the eldest girl, and even Qiao's side had already said hello and prepared the case. It saved Sister Hui a lot of trouble.

"The first step of the matter has been completed, you can notify Xia Sanshao to start the next step." Sister Hui said again. Sister Hui didn't hide the ink painting about the red jade, and knew that Xia Nanjing was sent to help her do things.

"Yes, miss." Hongyu nodded in response, and when she saw that Sister Hui did not avoid the ink painting, she just didn't see it, and naturally responded.

"Miss, the slave has already asked about the things you asked the slave maid." Ruby leaned over and said.

"Oh? Who is it? Sister Hui pinched the hem of her skirt tightly with one hand, expecting to ask

The young master didn't say anything. Just say that on the day of the wedding of the third prince, at the moment, the young lady is waiting in the peony garden next to the small courtyard of Gouyue, and he will tell you about it in person. Ruby frowned slightly, replying.

"Could it be that it's inconvenient to say this?" Sister Hui couldn't help but fall back into the recliner, frowning and whispering.

"At that time, the slave will escort the young lady there, don't worry." In fact, Hongyu also felt a little strange, but still comforted

Sister Hui nodded, and said some side things, but put this matter in the back of her mind. As she thought before, anyway, she believed that the Zhang family would not regret the marriage, and she also believed that the old lady was just talking to her again. What's more, there are still a few years before her and her marriage are married, so naturally you can think about it in the long run.

Although Mo Hua didn't hear a reason for a few sentences, he saw that Sister Hui was very worried at first, and then she didn't take it seriously, so she also put her words out of the way. Because she believes that either the matter is not important, or her young lady has already figured out a countermeasure.

"By the way, Miss, a few days ago, you asked the slave maid to go out to send a message to the young ladies, and the slave maid heard a very unbelievable news." Seeing that the business had been finished, Mo Hua began to pour out his gossip.

"Tell me about it." Sister Hui was interested and said with a smile

"It is said that Miss Eight is the daughter of the fourth master." The ink painting god whispered mysteriously.

"It seems that there has been nothing in the house recently, and these mothers-in-law are going to change their careers to write books."

What a mess of rumors! The eighth girl knew that she was Chu Jinzhang's concubine, and her mother was born very beautiful, but Chu Jinzhang liked it, so she had seen Sister Jing's small banquet a few times, and she was born very similar to her mother.

But what is rare is that they have met a few times, they are all very low-key, and there are few words, although Sister Jing doesn't say she likes it, she doesn't hate this sister, I heard that her mother is obedient in Qiao's backyard.

"So the slave and the maid also felt incredible, at first the slave and the maid didn't believe it, but then I heard them say that the head is the truth, but I believe it a little more."

"Oh? What's the point of saying this? Sister Hui raised her head and asked with a smile on her face, her eyes full of interest.

The ink painting didn't pay attention to Sister Hui's ridicule, and replied: "The slave listened to Guan's mother, who was in charge of the clothes in the backyard of Shunhe Hall, said that in fact, Aunt Mu Yue, the biological mother of Miss Eight, was a young lady of the official family, and she was fined and confiscated because of her father's crime in the family. But who knew that the old lady later found out that it was during the mourning period of the Queen Mother, so Hou Ye ordered someone to send Aunt Mu Yue to the hot spring Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing. This matter was already over, but who knows, once the Hou Ye was feasting at the hot spring village, he saw Aunt Mu Yue, and he was shocked, and after drinking some wine, he took Aunt Mu Yue to serve. The next day, Hou Ye wanted to take her back to Beijing, but the people below reported that they knew that Aunt Mu Yue was the official prostitute of Lefang brought back by the fourth master during the funeral, and she had just given birth to a daughter in March, who was Miss Eight. ”

"Hou Ye really likes Aunt Mu Yue, but thinking of what the fourth master did at that time, it was disrespectful to the Queen Mother, so he didn't dare to bring it into the mansion. It was still Mrs. Hou's idea later, and she followed Hou Ye to the Zhuangzi, saying that during the period, Mrs. Hou Ye saw that a daughter-in-law was docile and easy to give birth, so she was the master and sent her to serve Hou Ye that night. A year later, the lady went to the hot spring Zhuangzi again and brought it back on the grounds that the maid gave birth to a marquis's child. ”

"But a child born in three months is very different from a child who is more than a year old, how can you hide it from the people below?" Sister Hui asked

The slave maid heard from the mother that it was indeed a child who was only two or three months old, and she had just come back and brought it to the old lady. But when the child grew up to about two years old, the nurses and maids around Miss Eight were all changed. ”

"You mean to say that when you are older, you can't distinguish between them, so you bring back the real child?"

"That's what the mother said." Ink Painting nodded.

Sister Hui once heard Sister Jing talk that in Chu Jinzhang's backyard, although there are not as many women as Chu Jinli, and most of them are more peaceful and polite, but it is the biological mother of Aunt Muyue and Sister Yi who wants to be favored.

Because Sister Yi and her biological mother have always been more high-profile, this Aunt Muyue didn't pay attention.

I'm afraid that the old lady didn't notice it because of this.

As long as Qiao and Chu Jinzhang said that they were the daughters of the Hou Ye, no one dared to say that they were not. However, Chu Jinzhang doesn't seem to be a person who is dazed, so he shouldn't go through such a big circle of twists and turns for a woman he likes.

Seeing Sister Hui'er's contemplative and hesitant appearance, Hongyu Zi also keenly felt that this matter was unusual, so she said, "Why don't you let the slave and maid investigate?" ”

Sister Hui understood the meaning of the red jade, still frowned, and said slowly: "This matter now looks like there are still four uncles who can be used to mourn prostitutes, this matter is true according to the temperament of the fourth uncle, but according to the old lady's style of acting, I am afraid that it will be handled very cleanly afterwards." We don't have any evidence, and we can't help it. ”

"The matter of the eighth lady"

"The eighth sister's life experience can be turned out to testify to the fourth uncle's affairs back then, although there is not much hope, you still try to investigate." Sister Hui thought that now she could collect more incriminating evidence, so she would collect some more.

"Yes, miss."

"Today, I asked Zhou's mother's mangrove to come to see me, but she didn't come, I'm afraid that Zhou's mother wanted to delay it first. Mo Hua, you find a chance to tell her tomorrow, the old lady has not said anything for so long, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do, you try to remind her to come to me. ”

Sister Hui felt that the year when this happened was not very old, maybe according to the age of the mangrove, she served by the old lady's side at that time, and she also got some news, so she could also inquire a little.

"Yes, miss." Ink painting followed.

(Half of the National Day has passed, send 3,000 to comfort everyone, what~~)