"Then let's get down to business."

The housekeeper was finally willing to wipe his sweat with his sleeve, thinking to himself, it turned out that he hadn't gotten to the point yet.

"Butler, let me ask again, can the next person chew the root of the master's tongue behind his back?"

"Back to the princess, no."

"If you chew it, how should you be punished?"

"This ...... According to the rules of the palace, thirty boards should be played. ”

This answer made Song Huaci nod with satisfaction, and she looked at the people below who couldn't say a word, "You, who is saying bad things about the third lady behind your back, one by one, stand up for me!" ”

"One less, ten more!"

When the words fell, there was silence in the front hall, and Song Huaci's eyes were firmly fixed on the group of people below, just one glance, from those sincere and frightened faces, she could see how many of these people had said Song Qiaoshu behind their backs, so at a glance, the number was amazing.

In the middle of the night, after the first person stood up, people came out of the crowd one after another, gradually filling the road from the front hall to the main entrance.

Until the last person stood up, Song Huaci sneered: "You are still honest, heh, it turns out that the subordinates in the palace are of this quality, flattering the master on the surface, but behind the scenes, they listen to rumors and spread bad things about the master," she turned her head to look at the housekeeper and asked, "It turns out that the housekeeper actually teaches his subordinates like this?" Should I ask the prince for instructions, how about changing the housekeeper? ”

When the housekeeper heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and said in fear: "The slave should die, the slave should die, please punish the princess." ”

"You group of people, none of the boards should be missing, if you let me know that there is such a thing happening again, it is not so simple to get the board to pass!"

After that, the Song Painting Temple brushed his sleeves and left, giving these people a warning and punishment, and from their expressions, it can be seen that this group of people is indeed afraid.

The wicked Song Painting Temple has never done it, and it takes some effort to pretend at this time, but at least the effect is still good, so she really doesn't believe it, and there are still people who want to say bad things about Song Qiaoshu again.

The people in the front hall didn't dare to speak until the Song Painting Temple left, and the housekeeper got up from the ground and said with a bitter face: "What are you doing in a daze, go back to your own courtyard to work, and after finishing your work, go get the board." ”

Suddenly, there was a wailing in the front hall.

The housekeeper was so anxious that he was sweating, and after the princess cleaned up all the subordinates, the subordinates basically got up this morning without injuries, but they couldn't get injured, and they couldn't stop working, and the housekeepers had to ask one by one, send out the medicine money, and please be a good man, otherwise no one would do the work in the house.

The housekeeper was anxious, watching the princess calmly nest in the prescription and fiddling with the medicinal materials, and sighed twice, the princess is the prince's true love, such a big thing happened, the prince didn't care about it, and it was us who were embarrassed.

But the Song Painting Temple did not ignore Meng Zhaoyan like this, and after the matter was handled, she ran to the study to report to Meng Zhaoyan as soon as possible.

However, I thought that Meng Zhaoyan would blame her for making her own opinion, but I didn't expect that Meng Zhaoyan not only didn't blame her, but also clapped his hands and said: "A large number of the subordinates of the palace are newcomers, and they don't discipline them much, and some of them are even spies sent by others. ”

After hearing this, Song Huaci breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was praised by Meng Zhaoyan like this, and inexplicably felt some joy in his heart, as if he was recognized by the people he cared about.

After the matter was reported, the Song Painting Temple didn't stay much, for fear of disturbing Meng Zhaoyan, and it happened that her own medicine had not been studied yet, so she ran away with joy, leaving Meng Zhaoyan alone behind her back shaking her head and laughing.

There is news from the frontier again, the army construction has gradually taken shape, it is really good news, Meng Zhaoyan is about to consider taking back his forces, focusing on Kyoto, a place with a complicated situation, and has been in obscurity for many years, isn't it just for this day?

After Meng Zhaoyan dealt with these things, it was already ten o'clock in the afternoon, and the warm light of the setting sun spread all over the ground, setting off the scenery of the garden outside the study with a unique flavor. Meng Zhaoyan burned all the letters, leaving no traces, he rubbed his eyebrows, and read the letters for a long time so that his eyes were dry and a little sore.

He thought that the Song Painting Temple had not moved for such a long time, and he was afraid that he was still studying those few medical books, so he sighed and recruited the secret guard.

"Where's the princess?"

"Back to the master, the princess was making medicine in the pharmacy and didn't come out all day."

When Meng Zhaoyan heard this, he shook his head helplessly, and muttered in a low voice: "This ancestral hall is ......."

I really don't know if it's good or bad to give her those books.

Of course, Meng Zhaoyan didn't know at the moment, the vinegar smell in his heart had already soured the secret guard who was still kneeling on one side.

Meng Zhaoyan waved his hand, the secret guard immediately retreated, he straightened his clothes, slid his wheelchair, and the sunset moon outside the door was always guarding and preparing to serve tea and water, because Meng Zhaoyan didn't like someone to serve on the side, so the people below were all at a distance from Meng Zhaoyan, and they would only show up when Meng Zhaoyan gave the order.

Seeing Meng Zhaoyan coming out, Xiyue hurriedly lowered her head and said, "Lord Wang." ”

"Go and invite the princess, this king wants to enjoy the scenery with her in the evening, to speak, since entering the palace, I really haven't enjoyed the scenery."

The last sentence seemed to be muttering, but Xiyue heard it clearly, and she exaggerated in her heart: The prince is so gentle!

After the words fell, Xiyue immediately ran out quickly along the path, but the last thing in the palace was the boundary, and the pharmacy was really a little far away from the study.

Meng Zhaoyan first walked along the path to the garden, he slid his wheelchair unhurriedly, from time to time he didn't look over his head to look at the newly blooming flowers, but more often he lowered his head and pondered, with a smile on his lips, like a man who thought about spring, thinking about his beloved girl.

Meng Zhaoyan didn't think about the fact that the Song Painting Temple would reject him at all.

When he arrived at a remote corner, Meng Zhaoyan saw that there was a wall in front of him that was covered by prosperity, so he stopped walking forward, turned his wheelchair and prepared to go back, but Meng Zhaoyan's internal strength was profound, and the so-called wall has ears is not a rumor.

About twenty meters away from his position, Song Qiaoshu led Chang Yunzheng to walk in the direction of the study, the flowers and plants were luxuriant, which could block Meng Zhaoyan's sitting body, and the two did not notice him.

At the same time, the subordinates who were talking and hiding in front of the porch and were lazy on the side were even more hearted and did not find Song Qiaoshu and Meng Zhaoyan.

"My ass still hurts, forty boards!"

"Who isn't? I didn't even dare to sleep on my stomach last night, and it took a lot of effort to turn over! ”

"The princess is too ruthless, it's the first time I've been treated like this......"

Meng Zhaoyan frowned, but heard the other person continue: "How can you blame the princess? Think about it, except for this time, the princess didn't do anything to us, she was usually kind and pleasant, and she really didn't just look at us as people. ”

"Who's to blame? My ass hurts......"

"I see, if you want to blame the third lady of the Song Mansion, she is not married yet, it is not good to stay in the Song Mansion, you have to follow the princess into the palace, yesterday's incident must have been the complaint of the third Miss Song to the princess, and the princess did this to us!"

"It's ......"

"What is it! You subordinates, chewing the root of your tongue behind your master's back, are you still not allowed to punish your master? ”

If you want to say that this Song Qiaoshu is also unlucky, she can hear bad things about her wherever she goes, she thinks that she has not done anything bad, why do the people in the whole house look at her like this.