After more than an hour, Concubine Hui and Jiang Dejia finally left.

Wen Qingzhu, who was sitting behind the black cloth, let out a long sigh of relief.

After a few moments, the peony turned back.

She saw the brocade box on the table, opened it, and told Wen Qingzhu: "Miss, it's a whole golden pill!" ”

"I know......" Wen Qingzhu's voice was weak.

After a while, Peony helped Wen Qingzhu out.

Sitting on the soft couch, Wen Qingzhu was still sweating, and Peony brought her a cup of hot tea.

After drinking the hot tea, Wen Qingzhu felt a little better.

Wen Qingzhu, who was sitting quietly on the soft collapse and still holding the teacup, fell into deep thought.

Just now she asked about Concubine Hui's condition, and the questions and answers were normal.

But Wen Qingzhu always felt unsteady in his heart.

Regarding Concubine Hui, Wen Qingzhu actually can't see through it.

Some of the questions asked today involved some privacy, and Concubine Hui didn't say it, but she felt something abnormal.

On the bright side, Concubine Hui's heart disease seems to have only happened after giving birth to Jiang Dejia.

But Wen Qingzhu noticed from Concubine Hui's answer that Concubine Hui had this symptom not long after entering the palace.

After contemplating for a moment, Wen Qingzhu decided to analyze the ingredients of the Thousand Golden Pill first.

In the golden autumn of September, the autumn siege, which had been stopped for two years, was once again raised.

When he received the news, Wen Qingzhu felt faintly uneasy.

I always feel that there is something else going on in this matter.

On the Wen family's side, Wen Qinglian's body is not getting worse day by day.

Wen Qingzhu had seen it several times in the past, and the scorpion venom had already begun to attack in her body.

Even if she gave Wen Qinglian half a thousand gold pills before, it was far from enough.

Early this morning, Wen Qingzhu had just left Willow Garden with peony.

I met Mama Lu head-on, and she came over with a few maids.

"The old slave has seen Miss Seven."

"Hmm." Wen Qingzhu's expression was faint.

Since Mama Lu found out that she was designed by Aunt Ding, she began to be attentive in front of Wen Qingzhu.

Just thinking about it, I saw Mama Lu beckoning again, and the maid behind me came over with a basket.

In front of Wen Qingzhu, the lid of the basket was lifted, and it actually contained a tied crab.

Mama Lu said with a smile: "This is bought by the Wan family from Nanhu, and now ordinary people can't buy it, this is not the eldest lady thinking about it, Miss Seven has not tried it yet, so she specially asked the old slave to send some." ”

"Thank you, auntie." Wen Qingzhu's smile had a hint of sarcasm.

After Wen Qingfang last time she was guilty of self-inflicted sin and couldn't live, did Dafang still want to act like she was fine?

Peony stepped forward to pick it up.

Wen Qingzhu didn't say anything more, turned around and left here with the peony.

After passing through the Hundred Gardens, Wen Qingzhu and the others came to a path.

After walking a few steps, I heard two maids chattering and gossiping on the fork in the road next to me.

"Have you heard? Since the third miss was dismissed, Miss Eleven has also been sick! ”

"I heard that I had a nightmare, and I had a high fever for the past few days, talking nonsense!"

"It's really strange to say, since Miss Eleven went out with Miss Seven that time, she came back sick and her whole person has changed a lot!"

"Not only that, the fourth and twelfth ladies of Yanyuan also seem to have changed one, last time the sixth miss was bitten by a snake, I heard that the seventh miss was also present!"

"In this way, these things of the Wen family are all related to Miss Seven!"

Another maid suddenly lowered her voice: "I heard, I just heard, since that time I came back from Fengguo Temple, Miss Seven is not only good at medicine, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, some people say that Miss Seven is possessed by charm......"

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu didn't react.

Peony, who had always been calm, couldn't hold her breath, she quietly walked behind the two maids, and said with a grim smile: "What are you talking about? Tell me about ......."

The two maids slowly turned their heads, and when they saw that it was a peony, they were immediately frightened.

Originally, they wanted to turn around and be afraid, but when they saw that Wen Qingzhu was also there, they could only quickly kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

"I beg Miss Seven to spare my life, I beg Miss Seven to spare my life!"

Wen Qingzhu glanced at them indifferently, didn't care, but ordered Peony: "Let's go." ”

Peony followed her and left.

But Peony couldn't help but look back, only to find that the two maids had disappeared.

"Miss, these maids have broken mouths one by two! If you are idle all day and have nothing to do, you will know gibberish! Don't take it to heart! ”

Wen Qingzhu shook his head and squinted at her: "You were very calm when you encountered this kind of thing before, why are you so calm today?" ”

Peony was silent for a moment and explained: "Actually, this kind of rumor started half a month ago, and the slave didn't care about it at that time, and when she encountered it, she was just reprimanded. ”

"Later? Who did you meet? Wen Qingzhu knew that Peony was anxious for her reputation.

The trick of chewing the root of the tongue behind this pie maid is not fatal.

But after a long time, the three of them became tigers, and the newcomer who didn't know what to think of Wen Qingzhu.

In fact, this kind of trick is really clever.

Peony replied in a muffled voice: "About five or six days ago, the slave and maid met the subordinate who chewed the root of the tongue in the mansion, after all, it was about the young lady, and the slave and maid went up to reprimand him, but the master heard it." ”

"Grandfather?" Wen Qingzhu didn't think that Wen Guanbin would listen to this stupid Liu Yuan.

However, her heart moved, and then she asked, "Who else was with my grandfather at that time?" ”

"I don't know the slave, I look at him as a strange middle-aged man, but the master seems to respect him." Peony hesitated for a moment and said, "The most important thing is that at that time, the slave maid felt that although the master was helping the slave and maid at that time, it seemed that he was actually forced to do so. ”

"What other nobles does Wen Guanbin know?" Wen Qingzhu searched his entire brain, but he didn't come up with a possible candidate.

Soon after returning to the East Courtyard, Wen Qingzhu was analyzing the Qianjin Pill in the pharmacy.

The green pottery outside shouted as he ran: "Miss! Miss! There are distinguished guests at home, the third master asks you to prepare well, and go to Zimingtang to welcome distinguished guests! ”

Wen Qingzhu in the pharmacy put down the things in his hand, handed them to the peony, and turned around and walked out. Bashan loves

Lu Tao stopped in front of her and said breathlessly: "Miss, the third master also sent Steward Tian over, and he is waiting in the hall." ”

"Did my father say who it was?" Wen Qingzhu asked Green Tao as he walked to the front hall.

"No, but Steward Tian seems to know him, you can go over and ask him."

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two of them reached the antechamber.

Tian Chong was already waiting in the house.

When he saw the warmth group and come in, he immediately bent down and saluted: "I've seen Miss Seven." ”

"Steward Tian is welcome, is your business over there finished?" Wen Qingzhu asked meaningfully.

Tian Chong raised his eyes and looked at Wen Qingzhu, and after confirming what she meant, he nodded: "Miss, don't worry, the matter over there has been dealt with, and the villain will be able to send the account book over in a few days." ”

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu was slightly surprised: "Has it been decided?" ”

Tian Chong nodded.

Wen Qingzhu understood, and turned to ask about the matter over there in Zimingtang.

"Who's the guest?"

"Lord Zhou, the servant of the ministry." Tian Chong didn't seem to understand why Lord Zhou came over to see Wen Shuquan and asked to see Wen Qingzhu.

Zhou family!

Wen Qingzhu pursed her lips, what did the Zhou family do when they came to see her at this time?

You must know that although her grandmother is from the Zhou family, she has actually disconnected from the Zhou family.

But Wen Qingzhu still prepared well and followed Tian Chong to Zimingtang's side.

To her surprise, the place where Uncle Wen received Master Zhou was actually in the courtyard where Wen Mingxuan once was.

When he arrived at the door, Wen Qingzhu saw the people inside.

In addition to Uncle Wen and Wen Mingxuan, there is also a middle-aged man with a graceful appearance, with an elegant temperament, and at a glance, he is a handsome uncle who can't take his eyes off.

After looking at it a few times, Wen Qingzhu found that between his eyebrows, there were two more similarities with himself.

After beating in, Wen Qingzhu saluted and said hello one by one.

Uncle Wen raised his hand, then pointed to the lower seat on the right, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhou has just left for a while, and she will come back later." ”

Wen Qingzhu looked puzzled.

Lord Zhou, who was sitting in the main seat, took the initiative to explain: "It's the little girl Zhou Yi, thinking that you are of the same age and should be able to talk, so I brought her over." ”

At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind Wen Qingzhu.

"Daddy, I'm back."

Hearing the sound, Wen Qingzhu saw a little girl with an elegant appearance and a gentle temperament.

Her eyebrows seemed to be made of water, and each of her cheeks shone like ripples on the blue lake in the morning.

"Miss Zhou." Wen Qingzhu came to her senses and immediately bowed her head to say hello.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, and she walked up dignifiedly, looking at Wen Qingzhu: "You are Miss Seven, I've heard my cousin talk about it many times." ”

"Cousin?" Wen Qingzhu was puzzled again.

Zhou Yi immediately explained: "Fu Yu is my cousin. ”

"Oh." Wen Qingzhu suddenly realized.

As he spoke, Uncle Wen's voice came from behind: "Since you are here, take Miss Zhou out for a walk, but take good care of her." ”

"Yes, father." Wen Qingzhu turned around and bent his knees slightly, and then led Zhou Yi out of this small courtyard.

In order to prevent Lord Zhou from leaving at any time, Wen Qingzhu directly took Zhou Yi to wander around the Ziming Hall.

Since the Wen family's houses broke up, almost all the young masters have moved out of Zimingtang.

Because they walked all the way, they didn't even meet a single person.

Although Zhou Yi had doubts in her heart, she was knowledgeable and reasonable, and she would never ask more if she shouldn't ask.

On the contrary, she praised the scenery of Zimingtang very sincerely.

"This place is really beautiful, and it doesn't have to be worse than other people's homes at all."

Wen Qingzhu, who was following her, smiled: "This place was carefully arranged and repaired by my grandfather, and it can be regarded as the most exquisite place in the Wen family." ”

Wen Qingzhu said this sentence is true.

In addition to being a place for the children of the Wen family to study, Zimingtang is also a place to receive foreign guests.

Wen Guanbin will naturally repair it more beautifully.

Walking and walking, Wen Qingzhu and the others had just passed through the Yuemen Gate when they saw a person holding a book and walking towards them.

Mainly, the books in his arms were stacked too high and blocked his face.

Wen Qingzhu didn't see who was coming at a glance?

But Wen Qingzhu saw it at the second glance, and shouted loudly: "Ninth brother! ”

The person who came was Wen Mingliang.

He immediately turned his face sideways, and just wanted to speak, but he saw Zhou Yi in front of him, who was as clear as water.

Immediately, Wen Mingliang was dumbfounded.

"Ninth Young Master." Zhou Yi listened to Wen Qingzhu's words, knew Wen Mingliang's identity, and politely said hello.

Wen Mingliang didn't know why, he was suddenly a little nervous, and his steps were unsteady.

The body leaned forward uncontrollably, and the books in his arms were suddenly scattered all over the ground.

Wen Qingzhu hurriedly walked up to help, in the entire Wen family.

Except for Wen Mingxuan and Wen Qinghe, Wen Mingliang is the only person she doesn't hate.

"Why didn't you bring someone over to help?" Wen Qingzhu asked as he helped him pick up the book.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi, who was behind her, also lifted her skirt and came over to help Wen Mingliang pick up the book.

Wen Mingliang was already a little nervous, but when he saw Zhou Yi coming over to help, his qi and blood suddenly surged, and he turned red from his cheeks to his ears.

"Ninth Young Master, it's okay, I'm at home, and I don't like people to move my books." Zhou Yi's voice was gentle, as if it could drip water.

Hearing Wen Mingliang's heart, there were bursts of ripples.

He looked at Zhou Yi distractedly, and forgot the movements in his hand for a while.