The old palace door slowly opened, and Qiuqiu walked in surrounded by a group of chamberlains.

He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and thin, but he had been a eunuch for a long time, whether he was walking or standing, his back was slightly rickety, which made him feel less long. Even if he was born with red lips and white teeth, and his face was like a crown of jade, the posture of being accustomed to being low and small could not be hidden.

Tu Wei, you really deserve to be Tu Shaoling's godson, and even your thoughts are different from normal people.

Zhou Tong sighed silently in his heart, but Qiuqiu already had a cold face, pointed around and said: "The wall needs to be repainted, and this window should be replaced with a glass one, and the door will not work, don't paint it, replace it with a new one." ”

Qiuqiu said on the other hand, the inner servants of the internal officials and supervisors quickly wrote down that there is no empress dowager in the harem, and there is no queen, except for the emperor, the highest position is Concubine De, but Concubine De's maiden family is still a criminal minister, Concubine De herself is precarious, and the other concubines are even more weightless.

Qiuqiu did things neatly, and led everyone to quickly walk around Yuexiu Palace and arrange it properly.

Returning to the main hall again, a small chamberlain walked in quickly and said, "Mr. Qiu......

Zhou Tong has been in the palace for two days, and she has seen this little chamberlain, who is serving Qiuqiu.

Qiu Qiu looked at the group of attendants who followed behind him expressionlessly, and said busily for the first person: "Manager Qiu is busy first, let's go down and make arrangements, and wait until we make a list of the things we need, and then send them to Manager Qiu." ”

Qiuqiu said coldly: "Since this matter has been handed over to the internal officials and supervisors, you have full authority to make the decision, just repair it to the way I want." ”

"yes, then we're going to get busy." It was the eunuch in charge of the internal official prison who spoke, and his grade was slightly lower than Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu bowed his head, and the steward eunuch rushed out with the inner officials and eunuchs, and in a moment, only Qiuqiu and the little attendants beside him were left in the main hall.

"What's the alarm?" Qiuqiu asked lightly.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xiao Nei hurriedly said: "Ji'er, the palace maid next to the concubine, fell into the ice cave and drowned. ”

The weather is cold, the lake surface of the imperial garden has frozen, the harem of Emperor Chongwen is lifeless, and the concubines are even more unpopular with ice, especially after the snow has just fallen in the past two days, and there is a thick layer of snow on the ice surface.

Zhou Tong, who was hidden on the sorghum, raised his eyebrows lightly, could it be that Fu'er is still a filial son and grandson hidden in the palace, taking advantage of the fact that the ice and snow are not melting, lying on the ice and begging for carp, and digging an ice hole to catch fish?

So who is her stepmother?

Concubine?

Zhou Tong has already made up the brain that Emperor Chongwen gave birth to Fu'er with a certain man, and the concubine is the bloody drama of Fu'er's stepmother.

She was ashamed, she wouldn't have had such an idea if she was killed in her previous life, she must have read too much of the book.

However, it is obvious that there are still people in this world who think of one thing with her, at least all of them think of Ding Concubine.

"What about the concubine?" Qiuqiu asked in a deep voice.

The little waiter said: "Just now, the imperial doctor went to the concubine to check the pulse again, saying that she is fine, but she is too frightened, and she can no longer be frightened, and it will be okay to recuperate for a few days." However, Concubine De Niangniang explained that there are too many people in the Hua Palace, which will inevitably affect the recuperation of the concubine, and now the Shuning Palace has been burned down, and there is no other suitable courtyard in the palace. ”

Although Zhou Tong has seen the topographical map of the palace, she only pays attention to the main palaces, and she seems to have seen the place of the East Second Courtyard, but she doesn't know where it is.

Zhou Tong didn't know, but Qiuqiu knew.

The so-called cold palace is actually the East First Courtyard, and the East Second Courtyard is close to the East First Courtyard, that is, next door to the Cold Palace.

Concubine De asked her to move Concubine Ling to the East Second Courtyard, which was actually no different from putting her in the cold palace, but she looked a little better.

Everyone in the palace knows that Concubine De and Concubine Ling have a very personal relationship, Concubine De does not have the help of her mother's family, but Concubine Ling has the Marquis of Changxing and the Zongren Order, and Concubine Ling follows Concubine De, which has more advantages than disadvantages for Concubine De.

Now Concubine De treats Concubine Ling like this, there can only be one reason, that is, all this is the emperor's intention.

The emperor wants to send the concubine into the cold palace, but because of the face of the Zongren Ling, he can't push the concubine to the end for the time being.

And that Fu'er is obviously also the handiwork of Concubine De.

Qiuqiu's eyes became colder and colder, and he said to the little waiter: "Go and find out who Fu'er has seen since last night until just now." ”

The little chamberlain took the order and left.

Zhou Tong thought that Qiuqiu was going to leave here, after all, this Yuexiu Palace was obviously going to be repaired, not to mention that it was a palace to be repaired, even if it was a courtyard with a small door and a small house, it was impossible for the mason to do what he said, first calculate how many materials were needed, and after the master agreed, the materials would be prepared, and then the manpower would be arranged.

Even if Emperor Chongwen is in a hurry, the renovation of this Yuexiu Palace will take a few days to prepare before it can be started.

It stands to reason that there is no such thing as Qiuqiu here, and it is time for him to return to Emperor Chongwen.

But to Zhou Tong's surprise, Qiuqiu not only didn't leave, but also found a chair that looked quite comfortable, dusted off the dust on it with a whisk, and sat down steadily.

Zhou Tong was condescending, looking down at Qiuqiu who was sitting below, after several years, Qiuqiu had not changed much, she still recognized him at a glance.

Zhou Tong was calm, she wanted to see what Qiuqiu was going to do when she stayed here.

Although the location where she is hiding is hidden, if there are guards who know martial arts here, it is not difficult to find her. But Zhou Tong is not afraid, she is ready to shoot at any time, especially now, jumping down from her angle, she can choke Qiuqiu's neck in an instant.

Of course, cutting off Qiuqiu's head is far easier and more convenient than choking his neck.

There was silence in the hall, and a pin drop could be heard.

After a long time, a soft sigh sounded.

Qiuqiu looked at a patch on the wall, stunned.

Soon, the previous little chamberlain went and returned, he said: "The little one inquired clearly, this morning, Fu'er went out of Minghua Palace, first went to the imperial dining room, saying that Concubine Ling wanted to drink mung bean millet porridge, this is not summer, there are no mung beans in the small kitchen of Minghua Palace, so she went to the imperial dining room." When she came out of the imperial dining room, Fu'er met Lian's father-in-law. ”

Qiuqiu was stunned and asked, "Father-in-law?" Lian'er? What did he do in the Imperial Dining Room? ”

Although Lian'er is still a certain distance from him in terms of grade, when it comes to the degree of favor in front of Emperor Chongwen, Lian'er is no longer inferior to him.

A person like Lian'er, who served the emperor in close quarters, would not go to a place like the imperial dining room.

"In His Majesty's breakfast today, there is a small pickle that His Majesty likes very much, and even my father-in-law went to the imperial dining room to personally check the utensils for making the small pickles, and in the future, His Majesty's breakfast will have this small pickle, and the cook of the pickles has been rewarded, and he is still happy at this time."