The torrential rain poured down, blocking the morning sun behind the clouds, and the whole sky was dark and oppressive, and the inside and outside of the windows were dark, disrupting all yesterday's plans.

Mengqing was anxious, the kiln was only built yesterday, and if it was washed away by the rain, he would go out with an umbrella.

"The slave has already sent Chief Pei to take someone to cover it, you are a double body, if it rains, it will be miserable." Yimo blocked the door and wouldn't let her move.

It's just a rain, compared to Mengqing's hard work, she really doesn't care about it, but there are many living creatures in her stomach, so she has to listen to persuasion.

What she didn't expect was that this rain lasted for half a month, and I heard that the north of the Huaijiang River was flooded, and all the energy of the imperial court was focused on disaster relief.

Yimo was glad in her heart, because of this rain, the queen's prescription was delayed, and she didn't catch it at all, and prayed that the queen would forget about this prescription.

The emperor hasn't sent anyone to deliver medicine until now, maybe he won't do anything to Niangniang anymore.

She prayed in her heart.

Meng glanced out the window, and saw that the water flowing on the ground was almost dry, so he quickly changed into the palace maid's costume and went out, and when he arrived at the door of Luanfeng Palace, he reminded him: "Go and arrest the house opened by this palace." ”

Yimo's little face fell, and after thinking about it, he was unwilling to do it, but he still went.

The incense of a hundred mixed herbs wafted out of the tall medicine shelves, and the nervous palms of Yi Mo stood in front of the counter sweating.

The queen mother has been in the palace for four years and has been ill for three years, and Yimo is a frequent visitor to this place, and there is no one in the imperial doctor who does not know her.

"Miss Yimo came to grab medicine for the queen again? Which imperial doctor is seeing you today? The little medicine boy on duty greeted warmly and took the prescription and looked at it.

Yi Mo pressed his heart and said: "It's the imperial doctor Zhou who left the company, who took care of the queen's menstrual affairs last month, and this month I will drink a few more." ”

The little medicine boy nodded indifferently, and muttered the medicine on the prescription in his mouth: "one tael of safflower, two taels of barley, peach kernels, red peony, and ...... of Guan Gui."

The little medicine boy closed his head in a panic, smiled at Yimo and said, "Sister, wait a minute, this queen mother's medicine has to be filed with Master Shi." He turned and went into the curtain.

After a while, an old man with a half-white beard came out of the curtain, who was Hu Hewei, the director of Tai Hospital.

He stared at Yi Mo for a moment with sharp eyes, and almost paralyzed Yi Mo to the ground, standing there on his knees.

Hu Hewei held the prescription in his hand and said: "The queen's mother is not in good health, wait for the old man to discuss with several gynecological holy hands before taking the medicine, and Miss Yimo will be here first." ”

"Lord Yuanshi, the queen said, it's just a recipe for adjusting menstruation, just grab two and eat them, don't bother." I was already playing the drum in my heart, it was not good to bump into anyone, and I deceived him, and it was this master of the hospital who prescribed "tonic" to Niangniang last time.

Hu Hewei's voice dropped a few degrees, and the official authority of the earthquake courtyard immediately came out: "The queen mother is the mother of a country, if something goes wrong here in my wait, how many heads does this official have?" ”

pinched the palm of his hand with foam, but he was powerless to refute.

Hu Hewei didn't look for any gynecological holy hands, and went straight to the front hall after leaving the imperial pharmacy.

A heavy rain, the south of the Yangtze River was seriously flooded, which washed away the bridge and road and blocked the disaster relief, and Xiao Yiheng's angry voice could be heard from afar.

The two folds fell the official who was doing the work: "Go back and think about it, I can't think of it and come up to see you!" ”

The two officials didn't dare to breathe, and hurriedly picked up the fold and retired.

Hu Hewei had a meeting with the two officials who wiped his sweat, and the prescription in his hand became a hot potato, lest he would be the next to be beheaded.

Who would have thought that after the emperor ordered the princess to protect the child, she would give herself a prescription for abortion!

Pan Rongxi reminded cautiously with a tense face: "Imperial Doctor Hu, the emperor announced that you are here." ”

didn't have to step into the threshold, Hu Hewei suddenly felt that his legs were ten years old, and he didn't listen to the call very much.

On the surface, it is someone else who is responsible for the queen's safety, but in fact, the medicine handled by the queen has always been the responsibility of Hu Hewei, the director of the Tai Hospital.

It is impossible to say that Xiao Yiheng is not moved by his heirs, even though he is young, but the issue of heirs is also related to the lifeblood of the country, so the number of times he enters the harem is strictly arranged, except for the queen and the concubine who is slightly interested, they are all wet with rain and dew.

It's just that providence makes people, and now there are only two princesses, and the only prince is born to Ning Concubine, who is not from a high background, and he died halfway.

"The minister Hu He only sees the emperor, long live my emperor."

Xiao Yiheng picked up another fold and looked at it, and said indifferently: "Get up." ”

Hu Hewei didn't get up, he only raised the prescription in his hand above his head, and his voice was a little trembling: "Your Majesty, the queen sent Zhang Fangzi to send someone to grab the medicine." ”

Pan Rongxi hurriedly presented it.

Xiao Yiheng's gaze reluctantly moved from the fold, and his gaze swept over the vigorous and powerful font, and he couldn't see why, only added a little appreciation to this word.

Hu Hewei didn't dare to make the emperor suspicious, and directly explained the meaning of the prescription: "Your Majesty, someone said that this is the prescription of the resignation imperial doctor Zhou Shiwen, but the minister concluded that this is ......"

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Xiao Yiheng couldn't help but straighten up a little: "What is it?" ”

Hu Hewei's head slammed to the ground: "Back to the emperor, this is a commonly used induced soup for doctors." ”

Xiao Yiheng frowned for a moment, and his palm suddenly shook.

Good! That's nice! Now that he has allowed that child, the queen is so unprecedented.

"Smack-"

The tea bowl on the table flew out in an instant, and the fragments were scattered, frightening the palace maids and eunuchs to their knees.

Xiao Yiheng's gaze fell on Fang Zi again, and the paper was almost crumpled under his fingertips.

The people kneeling below didn't dare to breathe, but there was a sentence Hu Hewei had to clarify, and said angrily: "Your Majesty, according to Weichen's investigation, the words on that recipe are not written by Imperial Doctor Zhou, and I am afraid that there are other people." ”

In an instant, Xiao Yiheng's anger had already been restrained by him by eight or nine points, "In your opinion, who is this recipe written by?" ”

"This ......" Hu Hewei went through all the words of the imperial doctor in his mind, but none of them were right: "The minister really doesn't know." ”

Two cold laughs overflowed from Xiao Yiheng's lips, I can't imagine that the queen has the ability to die once, and she will find someone else in the harem?

"Swing, Luanfeng Palace!"

The last time I came to Luanfeng Palace, it was two months, and even the queen and the emperor did not show up, and now I came to Luanfeng Palace in person, and there was an uproar in the harem in an instant.

Yi Mo, who was waiting in the imperial pharmacy, heard the news, and didn't even care about the prescription, and quickly rushed back to the cold palace.

Xiao Yiheng didn't give anyone time to prepare, and rushed into Luanfeng Palace in a red gold dragon robe, with a thick anger.

The palace people of Luanfeng Palace didn't expect the emperor to come back, and they were so shocked that they couldn't even say everything.

"The Emperor ...... Banzai. ”

Xiao Yiheng walked past the heads of people kneeling all over the ground and rushed straight into the dormitory, but the dormitory was empty.

Ru Chong's gaze swept inch by inch throughout the dormitory, and his voice was as low as Binggu: "What about the queen?" ”

The palace people all knelt at the door, their bodies trembling like chaff, and none of them dared to make a sound.

Pan Rongxi hurriedly interrogated on behalf of the emperor: "Are you dumb?" What did the emperor ask you? ”

Gonggong Pei climbed a few steps forward, staring at the dust on the ground, "Back to the emperor, the queen mother has gone...... Went to the cold ...... Cold Palace. ”

Xiao Yiheng's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, but his gaze stopped at a table by the window, on which there were a few mud bricks, some strange tools, and a turntable.

He didn't understand anything else, but he still understood a little bit about the turntable, which was the placenta used to make ceramics and other things.

The queen of the Great Liang Dynasty is planning to abolish herself and enter the cold palace?

Died once learned to be smart, knew how to detour tactics, last time I went to the library to "meet", and now I sent Fang Zi to "fail", thinking that he would have pity on her because of this?

Meng Jinyu's brain can't be fed to the dog, and he dares to threaten the imperial heir who rewarded her, but he thinks that the cold palace really matches it!

Returning his gaze to the "messy" table, he couldn't help but move his footsteps, for there was a clay pot on it that had not yet been fired, which reminded him of another person.

Pan Rongxi glanced at the messy table, thinking that this queen had really come to an end, and she actually made these things in the palace, and glared at those ignorant palace people.

Seeing that the emperor's hand was about to fall on the clay pot, Gonggong Pei hurriedly added: "Back to the emperor, Niangniang likes clay pottery products recently, so she bought those, and now when I go to the cold palace, I also built a kiln there to make some gadgets." ”

Xiao Yiheng's hand stopped beside the clay pot, and almost touched the delicate clay surface, and he had some expectations in his heart.

Before Gonggong Pei and the others heard the emperor's anger, they saw a corner of dragon robe floating away from their eyes, and they sat on the ground in fear and gasped for breath.

The production of purple clay pots, from the screening of mud to the final firing, has to go through multiple procedures, especially mud, and there must be an obsolete process after reconciliation, and the longer the better.

Not only that, but even the raw materials mined need to have a weathering process, and fortunately, the sand and mud in the Imperial Garden have been weathered for many years and can be used directly to make mud.

The small kiln she built can just burn more than a dozen pots, and in the era of lack of technology, the kiln temperature can only be mastered by experience.

Yimo rushed to her panting like a cow, and all the etiquette rules were thrown out of the sky, and he was about to run away when he grabbed her: "Niangniang, hurry!" The emperor has arrived at Luanfeng Palace. ”

Mengqing was dragged by her, and almost fell into the firewood pit, "Just go, what's all the fuss." ”

"No, the emperor is so easy to come, wouldn't it be ...... if you didn't stop it?"

Mengqing took Yi Mo's hand: "The palace doesn't plan to accept any favor, he will go, besides, if the palace is seen by the emperor, wouldn't it be even more unseemly, even if the palace plunges into the pond to wash it, it's better not to see it." ”

Yi Mo was stupid there, and his smiling face was about to wrinkle into a bun.

Dream patted the ash on her hand and pushed her out with her elbow: "Go get some pine wood for the main palace, the kiln temperature is not enough, and the firewood can't be broken." ”

"Mother's ......"

"Go!"

Yimo was reluctantly pushed out of the cold palace, and muttered and complained: "What kind of queen is this, she has become a mason, not to mention the emperor, if it goes on like this, even the woodcutters in the mountains should be disgusted......"

A red gold figure suddenly blocked the way and almost collided.

With a fixed gaze, the three souls were frightened: "Slave and maid knock...... Knock on the emperor, long live the emperor. ”

Xiao Yiheng's footsteps didn't stop, but Pan's father-in-law snorted coldly at her, "It's getting more and more unruly." ”

It wasn't until the footsteps disappeared that Yimo suddenly realized that he was still alive, and dragged his weak legs up from the ground.

This seems to be Xiao Yiheng's first time in the cold palace, the open wooden door is mottled with vermilion paint, weeds are emerging from the cracks in the stones, and the rubble on the roofs of several rooms is incomplete, and some are still bubbling with grass.

There was obviously a busy voice inside, which aroused the impatience in Xiao Yiheng's heart, and the dragon boots embroidered with gold silk were about to step in, and a familiar figure came into view.