As soon as Zhang Fang left, another palace woman appeared in the court, and gave a blessing to Sun Pu, who was on the desk: "I am Fu Niangniang's palace envoy, and I came to check the list of people in the first palace by the order of Niangniang." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Sun Pu looked up in amazement, and muttered in his heart, what's going on today? All the gods and goddesses came to see the list. When did it start, these palace people who no one pays attention to on weekdays became popular?

Fu Niangniang is Fu Zhaoyi, who is like the Marquis of Fuping, and the favor is even more on it, Sun Pu can't afford to offend. Although the person who came was only a young envoy of 400 stones, Sun Pu had to lower his posture and asked with a smile: "I don't know who Niangniang wants to see, or see all the lists?" ”

The young envoy rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Who can read all the lists?" Niangniang only checks one person. ”

"I don't know who it is?"

"The envoy of the labor order takes a look at the list of the princesses who recommended themselves to make Hu."

Sun Pu's jaw almost hit the desk, what's going on? The prince and the mother, do you want this list of palace people? Marquis Fuping, Marquis Fuping, you can hurt me!

Sun Pu took out a silk scarf to wipe his sweat, and said with a smile: "This ...... Please wait a moment, and I'll go and fetch it. ”

The young envoy is not without surprise: "It's just a list, just ask the officials to get it, why do you need to order the envoy to get it in person?" ”

"This, the mother instructed, the slaves and maids should handle it themselves, and those officials will only make mistakes. Haha......" Sun Pu ran away while playing haha.

Sun Pu has only one way at the moment, hurry up and make up the list. Of course, in this way, the list taken by Fang Fuping Hou will be useless. But when it came to the end, Sun Pu couldn't take care of it, it was important to protect himself first, and the Marquis of Fuping was there, and he slowly thought about explaining.

Sun Pu sighed in his heart, what kind of moth is this lady doing? Fighting with the prince or what? You immortals fight, don't hurt us little ghosts!

This time Sun Pu really guessed wrong, Fu Zhaoyi really didn't have a relationship with the prince this time, she didn't know what the prince and Zhang Fang were plotting at all, but to eliminate hidden dangers.

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Time goes back twelve hours, Guigong Hongning Palace, Fu Zhaoyi's residence.

Fu Zhaoyi just came back from the Yang Palace, and after entering the door, under the service of the palace maid, she took off the phoenix crown, untied the Xia cloak, and changed her clothes and bathed.

In the bathroom, the steam is hazy; Inside the barrel, the skin is better than the snow.

Fu Zhaoyi gently blew the petals on the water surface, enjoyed the back massage of the palace maid, and said lazily: "What news is there in the palace today?" ”

If you want to stay in the Gui Palace (where the concubines live) and not fall into the North Palace (the cold palace of the Han Dynasty), you must always keep your ears up and collect information from all sides, no matter how big or small. And the details often determine success or failure.

After nearly 20 years of ups and downs in the deep palace, Fu Zhaoyi has a deep understanding of this, and always maintains a sense of crisis, and it is her consistent habit to collect news.

The palace maids are all confidants, and they already knew that the master had this habit, so they didn't dare to slack off, and all kinds of trivial things that happened in the palaces in the past few days came out one by one.

Fu Zhaoyi closed her eyes and leaned her head on the edge of the barrel, as if she was not listening...... It wasn't until the palace maid told the story of Wang Yan's self-recommendation as an interesting story that Fu Zhaoyi suddenly opened her eyes and asked, "Which of you knows this Wang Yan?" ”

Several of the palace maids who served shook their heads. Fu Zhaoyi is not surprised, there are no less than thousands of palace maids in the Han Palace, and no one dares to say that they recognize all of them.

Fu Zhaoyi pondered for a while and said, "Go, go to Yurong Pavilion and get this female figure." ”

In the Han Palace, all those who have been in the palace for more than three years will be painted by the painter and presented to the Son of Heaven for good luck. These graphics are collected in the Yurong Pavilion of the Gui Palace. As one of the two masters of the Gui Palace, Fu Zhaoyi wants to take a scroll of palace figures, and this right is still there.

A moment later, Fu Zhaoyi went out of the bath to change clothes, and the palace maid also took the figure.

When the two palace maids each held one end of the silk scroll and gently unfolded it, Fu Zhaoyi's eyes slowly lit up, and then became gloomy.

In the palace, there was silence for a while.

After a long time, Fu Zhaoyi's faint voice sounded: "Go and check, why Wang Yan failed to get lucky." ”

Fu Zhaoyi is the most resourceful among the concubines in the harem, and the palace envoys under her are also quite capable, and they quickly sent back the news.

"According to the envoy in charge of this matter at the Mingguang Palace, it was because of a merry mole on the cheeks of the princess, who was afraid that she would be a charming king, so she was dethroned."

"Merry moles?" Fu Zhaoyi opened the graphic again and looked at it, and smiled, "I ask you, if you let the painter make a portrait, will you let him add this mole?" ”

Several henchmen and palace maids glanced at each other, not daring to answer.

Fu Zhaoyi smiled: "It's okay to be blunt, this palace will never blame." ”

At this time, a palace maid said softly: "Back to Niangniang, definitely not." ”

Fu Zhaoyi nodded with satisfaction: "That's right." If this painter has not had a relationship with her, he is not in place. ”

Fu Zhaoyi herself was also selected by this way, so I don't know what is wrong with it. These painters, if you don't stuff some money, they don't paint with their hearts at all. Some are even more disgusting, and will even use their hands and feet on the painting. For example, the forehead is narrower, the eyebrows are thicker, the eyes are smaller, the mouth is larger, and the chin is shorter...... Just one little can ruin all your hopes.

Fu Zhaoyi's gaze fell on the signature of the scroll: "Mao Yanshou? Bring this man here. ”

Fu Zhaoyi's actions can be called vigorous and resolute, and half an hour later, the palace maid came to report that the painter named Mao Yanshou brought it.

Through the bead curtain, Fu Zhaoyi saw that this Mao Yanshou was a forty-year-old guy with yellow skin and thin skin. At the moment, he looked trembling, but his small eyes kept turning.

Fu Zhaoyi has read a lot of people, and when he saw this person's appearance, he knew what kind of virtue he was, smiled coldly, and went straight to the point: "Master Mao, do you know why this palace is looking for you?" ”

Mao Yanshou said carefully: "Yu Niangniang, I don't know the little one." ”

"Gyokuro, show him the painting."

Mao Yanshou opened it with doubts on his face, and knew that it was his own handwriting, and the person in the painting was ...... To tell the truth, Mao Yanshou, as a painter, specializes in ladies, has been drawing for the palace people for more than ten years, and the palace people who have painted are unknown, except for those concubines who were fortunate to be sealed, most of them have no impression. But this portrait, he actually remembered, there was no other reason, this woman was stunning.

Mao Yanshou was shocked for a while, and he didn't know why Fu Zhaoyi took out this scroll of old portraits, was it accountability? Is it an investigation? Still is......

Just when Mao Yanshou was in chaos, a bland and indifferent voice behind the bead curtain came into his ears, but it was tantamount to a thunderclap: "This palace wants to know, what is the price of this amole mole?" ”

Wow! The silk painting fell to the ground, and Mao Yanshou fell to the ground and begged for mercy: "Niangniang forgives her sins, but Yanshou lost her mind for a while and offended the palace people...... Yanshou really didn't know that she was a mother! ”

"She's not my person." There was a burst of happy laughter from behind the curtain, "As long as you come to the truth of this matter one by one, this palace will not only not condemn you, but will reward you." ”

Yes?! The ups and downs of life are too exciting, Mao Yanshou's brain couldn't turn for a while, and he was stunned.

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(Thanks to Feng Meng, Caizhu, Rin Xi, The Fallen Boy Becomes the King*, Chubby, Lost in the Sea of Books 1, Dark Night Without Thoughts, Zhao Wuxian 2014) (To be continued.) )