Song Yansheng played with the fan, there was indeed a strange medicinal smell in this Purple Spirit Pavilion as Hengbo said, it was the same as the poisonous herb he smelled in Song Shusheng last time, but the weight was slightly heavier, which was easy for people to detect. Last time, the smell of this poisonous weed was extremely difficult to detect in the Bisha cupboard, but when I arrived at the Purple Spirit Pavilion, I could even smell the horizontal waves. Not to mention how this poisonous weed appeared in the eighth girl's room again, what she felt most strange now was why this poisonous weed was so blatant, it was like deliberately exposing the horse's feet and waiting to be discovered!

She looked at Hengbo beside her and nodded, "You're right, and this smell is the same as the poisonous weeds in Seventh Sister's." ”

"How did such a harmful thing come to the eighth girl again? First the Seven Girls, and now the Purple Spirit Pavilion, who did it? ”

Now the situation suddenly became confusing. Song Shusheng was poisoned, and he was originally suspicious of Aunt Zhao, but now Song Qisheng's room has also been cast with such a secret poison, and Hengbo is completely blinded. Although Aunt Zhao looked respectful and cautious on the surface, the seventh girl has been ill and weak for many years, and the poisonous weed will not be the eldest lady who murdered her daughter, so thinking about it, Aunt Zhao is the most likely mastermind behind the scenes. But...... Now, if even the eighth girl is hit by such a poisonous weed, then the people behind the scenes really can't guess it.

Who did it?

Hengbo rubbed his hair, thinking that his head was going to explode, but he still couldn't figure out anything. She shook her confused head and looked at her own girl, who had been silent all the way.

She also knows that the most eventful season has been recently, with the poisonous weed case, the floods in Lin'an, and the scattering of displaced people...... So many things suddenly came together, and the six girls had never made up their minds. Today, there is an urgent letter from the lord of Yuanxiaojun, and I want to come to Beijing and there is some bad news. Hengbo felt that Jiang Nan's party was terrible, and then looked at the rain outside, she pursed her mouth and muttered, "When will this rain stop, maybe we can go back to Beijing if it stops......"

Song Yansheng sneered when he heard this: "This is probably not adaptable to water and soil." ”

Hengbo is still a child's temper, and she has something to say, why don't she want to leave this place of right and wrong on both sides of the Yangtze River. It's just that it's a bit messy, and you still have to sort it out quickly.

"Don't have a headache, the poisonous weed in the seventh girl's room will be removed, and the eighth girl will be sick. The timing of this disease is so coincidental, don't you think it's more like there is no silver here, tell us that the eighth girl has also been poisoned by this kind of poison can eliminate suspicion? ”

Song Yansheng brushed away the raindrops on his forehead, pulled Hengbo into the umbrella, and said softly: "It's not what you think about the problem, don't let others get around." In the simplest terms, the long-term illness and loneliness of the eldest lady of the big house is naturally beneficial and harmless to Aunt Zhao, not to mention, this aunt's words and deeds are not simple. ”

Aunt Zhao is a woman in a deep house, she has been favored for so long, just relying on a Chang brother, if she doesn't have some means, no one will believe it. Besides, whether she speaks or does things, Aunt Zhao is watertight.

"If I'm right, the seventh sister has changed the poisoned bedding and she already knows about it. With her careful and cautious thinking, she must be suspicious, after all, this poison has not been discovered for many years, and we have just come to this poisonous weed scheme to be seen through, whether it is a coincidence or not, she naturally has to be suspicious, especially for us who have just arrived and have been in contact with the Seven Girls. ”

"For fear that someone would find out about her, she wanted to hide her anxiety and the truth, so she hurriedly set up a confusing situation, and did not hesitate to use the poison to attack her own girl to clear the suspicion - you see, my family is also a victim."

Hengbo listened to her analysis with wide eyes, and when she heard the last sentence she imitated Aunt Zhao's tone, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, nodding while laughing, her eyes were shining: "Girl, I understand." ”

"At first, I was only suspicious of the Seventh Girl's victimization, but now she can't hide it herself and hurriedly shows her fox tail, but it doesn't take much effort."

It's okay to deceive others with such a bitter trick, for Song Yansheng, Song Qisheng suddenly fell ill at such a coincidental time, and when she smelled the exact smell of poisonous weeds, this Aunt Zhao was completely exposed.

Hengbo understood, but there was still something difficult to understand: "But because she is so favored, there is no need." And the eighth girl is her flesh and blood, how can she do it? ”

The selfish calculations in the back house are clear, but it is still a "profit" word, and in this world, there are many people who are not enough.

Song Yansheng entered the room, his eyes condensed, "Since she has this poison, are you still worried that she has no antidote for Song Qisheng?" Sitting on the embroidery stool in the room, she stretched lazily, and Hengbo took a brocade handkerchief to wipe the water on her face, while listening to her continue: "Now she is suspicious, and there will be movements in the future, but I am afraid that she will always keep an eye on our whereabouts." In this Song Mansion, she is in charge, let's not startle this poisonous snake, just think that we don't know. ”

"But...... Why? ”

Hengbo couldn't figure it out again, "The old man and the old lady all believe in the girl to the girl, isn't it good to tell them directly?" lest this Aunt Zhao still be bad in the back house in the future. ”

"Empty tongue, can you falsely accuse a favored concubine? And she also has a very valued eldest brother by her side, we are new to the city, so anxious to testify, didn't we offend the uncle's room? Besides, the Yangzhou grain depot is in a hurry, the disaster is spreading, it is the time of anxiety, and no one wants to add fuel to the fire with more trouble, so it is really blind. ”

She saw that Hengbo was depressed and couldn't clean up Aunt Zhao for a while, so she smiled and took Hengbo's hand and shook her head: "This matter is not in a hurry, and it will happen together when the time comes." ”

After this episode, she drank a cup of tea and sat by the window to open Yuan Ying's letter. The letter mainly told her two things, neither of which was good news. First of all, the Xiao family died of an aunt, which was not a big deal, but after returning to his hometown with Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, it is worth pondering.

Xiao Changying really had a good means, but she was able to break that game. She held her chin, and the plum cake in her hand was no longer fragrant. Xiao Changying is vicious, and she is not surprised. In the Huayuelou case, she was able to give up her second brother, and naturally she could get rid of a deep house aunt without blinking. She tapped her fingers and thought about it, thinking that the paper was also presented to Jing Zhaoyin, but Xiao Changying was backed by the power of the third prince and the queen, and it would not be a problem to replace Jing Zhaoyin, who was timid and afraid, and it was really to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Coming out of this game, Xiao Changying couldn't be separated. She continued to read, and there were only three words written on the letter: "Tips".

Speaking of the allusion of "Tips", it is said that a very powerful strategist in the previous dynasty, he stargazed one day and foresaw the great movement of the mountains and rivers, so he immediately threw three strategies to the saint, but no one believed it, and sure enough, soon after the north and the earth moved, for a time starvation was everywhere, the tragedy in the world, and the saint regretted it.

She looked at those three words, and then remembered the allusion of the previous dynasty, blessed to her heart, and suddenly smiled. If you pay attention to the handwriting again, it is really from the hand of the sixth son of the emperor, Duanxun. Yuan Ying will not be like him who loves to play dumb riddles and deliver news around the bush.

Yokoba leaned over and wondered, "What does this mean?" ”

"This is telling me that the third prince has offered a disaster relief strategy to the saint." Song Yansheng folded the letter with a smile and put it in the makeup. She explained to Hengbo, the sound of rain outside was dripping, and Hengbo smacked his tongue, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and the little county lord also has this interest." ”

Song Yansheng paused for a moment, then covered his lips and laughed. She sat for a while and drank tea, then walked to the desk to practice calligraphy. If the third son of the emperor said that he had the heart to help the world, then he would be the will of heaven when he sat on the throne of God, but Duanhong was narrow-minded and ruthless, and he was not such a saint and king. This disaster relief strategy must not have come from him, but from his think tanks. If you want to talk about disaster relief, if you really have the Sacred Heart, there must be something efficient and unique.

Song Yansheng wrote a big word "strategy" on rice paper, but the letter was vague and did not specify the specific strategy. She didn't bother to guess anymore, anyway, it was a sure fact that Duanhong went down to Jiangnan for disaster relief. This is a great opportunity to make meritorious contributions and accumulate qualifications, she pondered, the major families in Beijing will not let go of this opportunity, and there will be many people in the ranks of the disaster relief team, both openly and secretly.

Merely...... She picked up the pen and slowly examined her handwriting, remembering an ear she had overheard in her study. The news brought by the uncle's subordinates said that Pan Zongjiang would also accompany him, and he was the messenger of the imperial order.

Speaking of this Lord Pan, he is also one of the three ministers. But compared to her grandfather and the old emperor of the Fu family, who have stood tall for three dynasties, he is a rising star, and he has to take advantage of the east wind to rise all the way, and he is a very popular minister. If he used his prestige, there was no need to personally handle disaster relief matters, and there were many important ministers who could suppress the scene. But when I think of the three princes, then this Lord Pan is worth playing when he goes out of the mountain.

In addition to being an auxiliary minister, Pan Zongjiang also has a key identity, he is a relative of the emperor and the father-in-law of the dynasty. It's a pity that the eldest son of the queen's knees was born weak and unable to see the light and the wind, and it has long been useless. But the queen also has a very proud adopted son, that is, the third son of the emperor, Duanhong, who is known as a virtuous person.

Thinking about it this way, Pan Zongjiang's trip south for disaster relief this time was to escort Duanhong, and it was really difficult for him to work so hard. Speaking of which, Duanhong's trick is really wonderful, not only to win the sacred heart, but also to win the hearts of the people - as long as the disaster relief is in place. Their party is bound to achieve fruitful results.

Song Yansheng polished the ink spots on the grinding paper, which had already dried out, and he couldn't wipe it off. She simply stopped writing, her eyes slightly downcast. If the third son of the emperor went south for disaster relief, it would be fine if he only accumulated political achievements and gained the prestige of the people, she was worried that this person would be bad. No one in the court knows that the old ministers of the court and the old man of the country were born early and did not deal with each other.