On the second day, Ji Zhun woke up, wore a moon white dress, and stood in the courtyard, holding the clouds and mist of Lushan Mountain with his left hand and the yellow leaves of gardenias with his right hand.

"You see, this is watering too much, and next time you will see dry and wet. Also, all those orchids that I told you to plant have been planted? Ji Zhun explained to the little maid beside him who was waiting for the flowers and plants, and the little maid nodded in agreement.

At this time, two people walked into the courtyard, and Ji Zhun turned around, "Brother Li, I was looking for you, come and sit." After saying that, he took the lead and walked to the stone table under the plane tree.

Since Li Ruicheng helped Ji Zhun a few times ago, Ji Zhun hired him, and after Ji Zhun made it clear to Li Ruicheng, Li Ruicheng readily agreed, not only did he agree, but several other executioners who did things with him also agreed.

The business of the dart game is father and son, master and apprentice, they want to be a dart master, people generally do not recognize, a lifetime may only be a trip to the executioner.

"Brother Li, what is the matter with you coming to me?" Ji Zhun picked up the teacup and asked Li Ruicheng.

Li Ruicheng sat on the stone pier with the corner of his robe, and said to Ji Zhun: "The matter that Miss asked me to check last time has already been raised, the secret prostitute house was originally a mansion purchased by a businessman in Beijing, and then the businessman was no longer in Beijing to do business, so he resold the house, and now it is taken care of by an old bustard and the old man, and everyone calls this old bustard Xiu Ma." ”

Ji Zhun thought about it and nodded to indicate that he was already clear.

Li Ruicheng continued: "I also inquired about the matter of the Miss Xi family, on the first day of the first month of next month, there will be a temple fair in Ciyun Temple, and the young lady of the Qing family of Taichang Temple invited several young ladies to join her, including this Miss Xi San. ”

Taichang Siqing's surname is Tian, this Miss Tian Ji Zhun has the impression that Miss Ueda also sang and danced for the Queen Mother on the Holy Birthday Festival a while ago. Xi Nianyao's father is Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, and the Tian family is the top boss of the Xi family.

Li Ruicheng finished talking about everything, and Ji Zhun asked Qiyun to go to the house to get an envelope.

Brigadier Ji pushed the envelope to Li Ruicheng's hand: "Brother Li, there are two silver tickets of one hundred taels here, a letter and a house deed, the house deed is one of my restaurants, you take these to the shopkeeper of the restaurant Qiu, let him take the money, renovate this restaurant, how to get me to write it on the letter, the rest of the things will be taken care of by Brother Lao Li for me, and if there is a shortage of silver on the bank, you will find me to withdraw it."

Because the amount was relatively large, Li Ruicheng put the envelope intimately: "Don't worry, Miss, I will help you do it in the future." ”

After dealing with this matter, Ji Zhun was not idle, while Ji Yong was at home, she planned to talk to Ji Yong about the dead soldiers and the soldiers.

After experiencing all the things in the previous century, Ji Zhun couldn't be clearer about the importance of secret guards and government soldiers. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in the house to take care of him all the time, he would not have been taken advantage of by others to insert so many eyeliners and false testimonies.

Ji Zhun thought as he came to Ji Yong's courtyard.

Ji Yongzheng was sitting under the porch, wiping his saber and heavy feathers with a small oilcloth. Seeing that it was the eldest sister who came to visit, she ran diligently before and after, and personally cleaned up a clean place for Ji Zhun.

Ji Zhun was not hypocritical, and also sat on the red paint railing with Ji Yong.

Ji Zhun didn't speak after sitting down, but looked around his eyes.

Although Ji Yong looked at the big strip, he was not a fool, he understood that this was to retreat. Ji Yong called, and the servants and maids who were waiting in front of the house and behind the house avoided the back room.

Only then did Ji Zhun put down the green glazed tea cup and said to Ji Yong: "Zhensu, I came to talk to you about the secret guard." ”

Ji Yongzheng was holding a green glazed bowl, and when he heard Ji Zhun's words, he shook his hand, and all the tea soup in his hand spilled out.

Ji Yong put down the bowl in a panic, leaned closer to Ji Zhun, lowered his voice, and said nervously: "You know everything?" ”

Ji Zhun was at a loss, you know? What should she know?

But when he saw Ji Yong's appearance, he knew that there must be something here, so Ji Zhun used words to deceive Ji Yong.

Ji Zhun pretended to be clear: "Well, I know it, if I don't mention it today, how long will Zhensu hide it from me?" ”

Ji Yong's face fell, and his expression was remorseful: "It must have been my grandfather who told you, right?" I knew it! My grandfather also told me not to leak it, but he himself was quick to ......"

The more Ji Zhun listened, the more he felt that this matter was not simple, how could it involve his grandfather.

Ji Zhun stopped Ji Yong with words: "Wait, wait, what's going on, you explain it to me clearly." ”

Ji Yong was stopped by the eldest sister, and he knew most of it in his heart: "Eldest sister... You! Don't you know? ”

Ji Zhun looked at him sideways, "Now that I know, tell me, there is something that you and your grandfather know and didn't tell me." ”

Ji Yong scratched his head, sighed and said, "Okay, I'm going to tell you sooner or later anyway." Eldest sister, do you know what my grandfather sent me to the barracks for? ”

"Isn't it to temper you?" Ji Zhun replied.

Ji Yong shook his head: "This is just one aspect, in addition to this, my grandfather also asked me to take care of our family's secret guards outside." ”

Ji Zhun was surprised: "Our family's ......"

Ji Yong nodded, "The Secret Guards have been cultivated since childhood, so this matter was also arranged by my grandfather a few years ago, and now that these children have grown up, my grandfather asked me to take care of them outside, and I didn't tell you because my grandfather didn't let me say it, and he planned to wait for you to tell you in person." ”

Ji Zhun knew the ins and outs of the matter, so he said to Ji Yong: "Since grandfather won't let you tell you, then you shouldn't know all these things that the eldest sister asked you today, wait for the eldest sister to come to the next year, and wait for the grandfather to say." ”

Ji Yong nodded happily in agreement.

Ji Zhun instructed Ji Yong again: "The matter of the dark guard must not be sloppy, you have to take care of it carefully." ”

After the sister and brother finished speaking, Ji Zhun left Ji Yong's courtyard and walked to his own courtyard, but he kept thinking about Fang Cai's affairs in his heart.

Ji Zhun really didn't expect this to be the result, she was still entangled before, raising the dead is not something that can be completed overnight, but now it has been arranged. What she didn't expect was that her grandfather had his own plans for this matter, and she had always thought that her grandfather would not arrange secret guards and government soldiers in the Guogong Mansion for fear of provoking the emperor's suspicion.

But Ji Zhun thought about it again, no, if his grandfather had already made these arrangements, why didn't he use them in his previous life? Is there something wrong in the middle? Ji Zhun frowned while thinking about the reason.

Ji Yong said that his grandfather told her when he was going to meet her, why didn't he tell her in the end? What changed my grandfather's mind?

Ji Zhun suddenly paused.

It's her......

It was she who ran out of the house crying.

It was she who entered the palace to beg the queen mother.

It was she who disobeyed her elders and married Duan Hongqing.

It's her, it's her.

The hot wind in summer blew, raised Ji Zhun's sleeves, brushed over the flowers and trees, and brought down pieces of powder.

Ji Zhun raised his head.

Looking at this blue sky and white sun, Lang Lang Qiankun.