Chapter 220: Close Quarters

A group of people walked in at the corner gate, Yuan Zhuoyao was followed by Mrs. Nanrong, obviously she was there to lead the way, and when she came back, she just happened to bump into this scene, turned her head and reprimanded the grandmother who was holding a bamboo pole and was at a loss, and then turned her head and smiled and led Mrs. Nanrong to continue to come here.

"Grandmother!" After being separated for a long time, Yu Zhao missed his family very much, and the moment he saw Mrs. Nanrong's figure, he was overjoyed, and lifted the corner of his skirt and walked quickly to meet him.

"Huh!" Mrs. Nanrong was also very happy when she saw her granddaughter, she agreed with a smile, slowed down her steps with her cane, and said eagerly: "Hening slow down, this cobblestone ground, if you fall, it hurts." ”

That being said, the pace of the grandfather and grandson only increased vigorously, and neither of them had any intention of slowing down. Seeing that Yu Zhao's eyes and throat were healed, Mrs. Nan Rong smiled, took her hand, looked left and right, and complained:

"My granddaughter is still so beautiful, but she is thinner again, and her face is not as good as before, it seems that the imperial chef in the palace is still not as satisfactory as you in our house, so forget about those cooks for you."

"Grandmother, don't say goodbye," Yu Zhao took her hand and walked towards the pavilion, stretched out his hand and pointed to a lotus flower with a lychee in his mouth, and complained jokingly: "You see, it's the people in our house who come with me to snatch food from my mouth every day, so that's why I'm like this, and a few more, one person will eat for me, but I don't want to be hungry." ”

Although it was a joke, this crime was true, the lotus flower puffed out her cheeks, stared at her eyes and didn't know whether to swallow the fruit in her mouth, living like a stupid goldfish, making everyone laugh.

There was laughter and laughter here, and after the palace maid Ziyan who fell into the water over there was fished up, someone had already gone over to ask for responsibility, and the grandmother beat her chest and explained to the waiter: "It was this hoof that slapped itself, and then jumped down like crazy, it's not about the slave." ”

"How so!" Ziyan didn't argue with the internal attendant who investigated the matter, her eyes only looked this way, and she cried loudly: "Ask Concubine Yi to be the master, the slave knows that she has a cheap life, and she is also a person in the end, is it possible that she will not be framed if she is not killed?" ”

It was really noisy, and Zhuo Yao, who came later, frowned and asked Yu Zhao: "Niangniang, the palace maid of Huanyifang doesn't know the rules very well, and the slave and maid will deal with it." ”

"Bring it over and see." Listening to the palace maid shouting Yu Zhao's name in every word, it made Mrs. Nanrong pay attention, and after speaking, she turned her head and asked Yu Zhao suspiciously: "He Ning, do you know that girl?" ”

Yu Zhao glanced at it from afar to confirm, shook his head and denied, "I've never seen it." ”

"I guess she wants to get to know you." Mrs. Nan Rong smiled, shook her head and sighed, and said earnestly:

"If you don't look at it, you know, Your Majesty calculated just right when you canonized you, the front foot gave you the title, and the back foot publicized the news that the Great Chu Han Epidemic was solved, so that at this moment, tens of millions of people in the Chu Dynasty want to know you, the goddess who solved the disaster. There are so many hearts, who knows who really treats you as a lucky star, and who wants to pull you off the altar and step on a few feet. Therefore be vigilant. ”

It is not unreasonable to be worried, Mrs. Nanrong's sixty or seventy years of experience in reading people, I am afraid that she will see some clues, so she will be suspicious, Yu Zhao agreed, and someone went to bring the quarrelsome two people over.

When he sat down in the pavilion, Yu Zhao peeled the fruit for Mrs. Nanrong with his own hands, and only after talking about two sentences of homely things, the soaking palace maids Ziyan and Mama Wu were brought over.

The pavilion is no better than the bitter heat under the sun, the cool and pleasant cold wind gusts, Ziyan is soaked at the moment, and finally came in as she wished, but she couldn't bear the coolness and shivered.

Mama Wu was anxious, and before she formally saluted according to the rules, she knelt down, pointed at Ziyan and cried first: "Please Niang Niang Mingjian, it turned out that she said to go to fetch water but didn't come back for a long time, the slave maid just came to catch her back on the order of the aunt in charge, who knew that she was crazy, shook herself, came over and pulled the slave and maid to shake and shake, shouting some crazy words in her mouth." Finally, I jumped into the water! He lies and wrongs his slaves and maids. ”

Ziyan bit her lip and cried, without explanation, she timidly glanced up at Yu Zhao, and hurriedly lowered her eyes and wiped her tears, as if she felt that she was too light-hearted to speak, which made people feel pity.

One is rude, reckless, and aggressive, the other is soft, weak, weak, pitiful and helpless, and when she looks at her attitude towards things, it seems that she can distinguish who is domineering and who is wronged.

Yu Zhao's words on the one side are not enough to prove it, she didn't know the real situation, and asked the palace people who were guarding outside the screen. "You guys are staying outside, but who can see clearly, what the hell is going on?"

"Hui Niangniang," replied the maid of the first palace at once, "the slaves and maids have been watching the excitement, as if the two of them began to push and make noise, and then look, this girl has already fallen into the water." This grandmother ran over and grabbed the bamboo pole by the well, and tried to save this girl. ”

The distance is indeed a bit far away, and it seems that everyone only looks at it silently, and I am afraid that I will not be able to ask a famous name if I ask. Mrs. Nan Rong slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, first looked at Ziyan, whose hair was still dripping, and sighed: "What a poor girl, what's your name?" How old are you? ”

Ziyan's voice was as thin as a mosquito fly, and she replied timidly: "Back to Madame, slave Ziyan, twenty years old." ”

"Where's the bucket of water you carried?" Mrs. Nan Rong then asked another question that made everyone confused.

"Put that waterwheel!" The mother couldn't wait to interject, stood up and pointed to the other side, and replied: "The slave and maid are not used to her frivolous appearance, but they grabbed her ears by mistake, and then urged her to go back quickly, who knew that she put down the bucket, and stepped forward to grab the slave's hand and entangled!" ”

"Such a timid and pitiful man?" Mrs. Nan Rong still looked at Zi Yan, who was shrunk into a trembling ball, and asked suspiciously: "It's your fault to come and peep at you negligently, and it's her duty to come and ask you to go back." You made a mistake and didn't hurry back with water, why did you still have an argument with her without knowing the severity? But when she grabbed you because of her age, she pestered and beat you, and she had to push you into the water, and you didn't have time to admit your mistake? ”

Madame Shengming," Ziyan wiped her tears, and Chu Chu replied pitifully and weakly, "Indeed. ”

"It can be seen that you are lying," Yu Zhao snorted lightly and explained the reason to her: "If she is unreasonable, she will chase you and beat you, you don't walk quickly to avoid resistance in order to survive, but you still have the heart to carry the bucket over and put it back on the waterwheel?" ”