A girl who is waiting to be married in the deep boudoir can get real power to manage the house, and even meddle in the affairs outside the house.

She was very curious about what Zhao Yueqiu said to Zhao Li, which could make the stubborn and conservative Prime Minister change his old style.

Regarding how they agreed, Luo Yi said: "I heard that Zhao Yueqiu has no plans to marry for the time being, Zhao Li loves her, so he went with her." ”

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that she will be allowed to meddle in the family's internal affairs as a daughter.

Qi Changrong sighed in his heart, and for some reason he felt a trace of softness.

The two of them are too similar.

Seeing that she was silent, Luo Yi asked tentatively, "Do you need to order someone to continue the investigation?" ”

"Check." Hearing Luo Yi's voice, Qi Changrong came back to his senses and walked straight out of the second palace gate: "If necessary, you can help, remember, don't reveal your identity." ”

Luo Yi nodded suddenly: "My subordinates understand." ”

……

The moon hangs on the branches, the silver frost covers the ground, and the boudoir of the Zhao family's concubine is still brightly lit.

A few oil lamps stood on the side of the table, and by the dim light, Zhao Yueqiu frowned slightly, in addition to the three-finger-thick ledger in his hand, there was also a large stack next to his right hand.

Qingmiao was ordered to make a pot of awakening tea, poured a full cup for Zhao Yueqiu distressedly, and persuaded: "Girl, it's already the third watch, why don't we see it tomorrow?" ”

Zhao Yueqiu turned the page and refused without raising her head: "No, I must sort out all the names of the account books in the first half of the year, and my father will check it in a few days." ”

Seeing that she was really stubborn, Qingmiao had nothing to do, so she had to pick a soft wick to make the room brighter: "Girl, why do you bother, be a good lady in the boudoir, and when you get married in the future, won't you receive a rich dowry to spend the rest of your life in peace?" I had to be a housekeeper, so I chose the most difficult path to take. ”

Zhao Yueqiu was silent, lowered her head and worked hard to write, the abacus at hand crackled, even if her eyes and hands were already sour, she didn't want to end.

Sometimes, there are things that you know you can't do, but you can't help but do them.

One can suppress desires, but one cannot treat them as if desires never appeared.

Only she knows what she wants.

When Qingmiao walked back and forth in front of her for the umpteenth time, Zhao Yueqiu couldn't help but glance up at her.

Sensing her eyes, Qingmiao held back her sleepiness, covered her mouth with one hand and yawned, and asked in an incoherent tone, "Girl, do you have any instructions?" ”

Seeing that Qingmiao was obviously sleepy but still had to support herself, Zhao Yueqiu's heart was rarely soft: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first, and I will turn off the lights myself later." ”

Qingmiao wanted to refuse, but her eyes were full of flowers, and her mind was blank, and she was exhausted to the extreme.

As a last resort, she had to nod reluctantly, and before going out, she didn't forget to emphasize again: "The slave is guarding outside, if you need it, just call the slave." ”

Zhao Yueqiu nodded.

But what Qingmiao didn't know, from the moment she fell into a dream, Zhao Yueqiu had no intention of stopping.

The distance between her and Qi Changrong is too far, and only by traveling day and night can she be side by side.

If you want to get the best, you have to pay what others don't have.

As the crown prince, Qi Changrong has too many things to do, and he has no time to remember anyone or anything.

When the dawn of the second day rose from the sky, Qi Changrong had already put on the prince's court clothes, tied a white jade crown, exposed a smooth neck, stood with a long body, and entered the Jinluan Palace leisurely.

Months of tiring and running failed to stain her eyebrows and eyes with the dust of the world, and she looked more dusty than before.

As soon as Qi Changrong came in, he immediately attracted the attention of all the officials in the hall.

The courtiers saluted him one after another, with real or false joy on their faces, and asked a few more questions to show their concern.

Qi Changrong looked at their earnest appearance, a smile rose at the corner of her lips, and she shuttled through the crowd calmly, she crossed Yang Yishu and Jiang Bowen, separated by a few steps, and stood at the bottom left of the dragon chair.

On the left is the honorific position.

She was standing closer to the dragon chair than the two powerful ministers.

Jiang Bowen always felt that Qi Changrong was a little different, and with doubts in his heart, there was a little more scrutiny in his eyes.

"Your Highness's spirit looks much better than before."

It was no longer the appearance of falling down as soon as the wind blew, and his impression of illness and weakness was slightly different.

"Recently, the climate in Beijing is good, and I haven't suffered any hardships along the way, and I look natural and healthy." Qi Changrong responded politely, his eyes suddenly moved to Yang Yishu's body, and he sighed, "On the other hand, Taifu, why is his face so pale, didn't he rest well last night?" ”

Yang Yishu arched his hand, and there was a tiredness that could not be hidden between his eyebrows: "I am tired of His Highness's concern, and the minister is very good." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Bowen's mouth opened a meaningful arc, and his obscure gaze lingered on Yang Yishu.

He is good at playing with people's hearts, he is a human spirit who can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain, with his ability and means, how can he not know the bad things that Yang Yishu did in secret?

For people who only care about the small profits in front of them, Jiang Bowen has always scoffed.

Obviously holding a good deck of cards, but it was broken.

The mockery in Jiang Bowen's eyes was too obvious, although he didn't say anything, anyone with a discerning eye knew who he was mocking.

Yang Yishu's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally he simply looked away, and he couldn't see it.

The sound of bells and drums sounded in the upper court, and the Jinluan Hall instantly returned to silence.

With a sharp voice: "Your Majesty has arrived!" ”

Hundreds of officials knelt on the ground one after another, and the action signs were unified, and there was no noise coming out.

Qi Changrong knelt at the front and let his voice be covered by them.

"The prince is exempt." Emperor Jin'an's deep voice resounded in the Jinluan Palace, and he first asked Qi Changrong to get up, and then the civil and military officials: "You Aiqing is exempt." ”

"Your Majesty."

Emperor Jin An's gaze swept down, and finally fell on Yang Yishu's body: "Yang Aiqing is sleepy-eyed, could it be that the red sleeves and incense were sleepless all night last night?" ”

No one expected that Emperor Jin An would suddenly come to this show.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thud from the crowd.

Yang Yishu's face was full of embarrassment, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty misunderstood, it was hot in the house last night, and Weichen couldn't sleep all night, so it is not good to describe it today." ”

"I see." Emperor Jin An nodded, and said jokingly: "Originally, I also planned to let the Chu Shengshou of the Tai Hospital go to the Yang Mansion, but now it seems that it is not necessary. ”

Chu Shengshou, three generations of ancestors practicing medicine, only good men.

These words are ridiculing Yang Yishu for indulging in hurting his body, and after realizing the deep meaning, no one can laugh anymore.

In the whole world, few people have ever seen Emperor Jin An joking, and few people can afford the jokes he makes.

From the last dynasty to the present, just two sentences have made the civil and military officials with a sensitive sense of smell smell a smell of gunpowder.

Mrs. Yang offended the emperor, and the emperor was targeting Mrs. Yang.

The officials looked at each other and unanimously came to such a conclusion.

Yang Yishu was speechless, and just wanted to defend himself a few words, he met the bottomless eyes of Emperor Jin An.

The anger in those eyes was churning.

His heart trembled, and he lowered his head violently, and horror gradually took over his eyes.

Your Majesty knows what he's doing in the dark?!

The beating of the drum's heartbeat almost burst through his chest, which made him deafening, and Yang Yishu couldn't help but start thinking crankily.

At this moment, the situation is obviously wrong, and the atmosphere between Emperor Jin An and Yang Yishu is extremely strange.

No one dared to stand up at this moment, Jiang Bowen, who had the most courage and ability, stood aside and watched the play, if he didn't make a sound, no one dared to speak out.

Emperor Jin An's gaze stayed on Yang Yishu for too long, causing panic in the court, and Yuan Yi secretly reminded him next to him.

Emperor Jin An retracted his gaze, an indifferent smile crossed his eyes that were very similar to Qi Changrong, and a muffled voice shook out of his chest: "I'm just joking, let's see what it scares Mrs. Yang." ”

It turned out to be a joke.

Hearing this, not only Yang Yishu breathed a sigh of relief, but even the civil and military officials also breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Yishu wiped the sweat from his fortune: "Fortunately, Your Majesty is joking, otherwise Weichen wouldn't know how to answer." ”

Having said that, he knew in his heart that even now Emperor Jin An had not found out what he had done in the southeast.

But I also guessed in my heart.

Maybe it won't be long before those ugly things will be completely exposed under the nose of Emperor Jin An, and he needs to prepare as soon as possible.

Yang Yishu's heart couldn't help but sink, and the gloom between his eyebrows was almost condensed into water droplets.

He is finally beginning to regret now, why did he listen to the slanderous rumors of the family in the first place, and tried to tie up the East Palace to death.

Yuan Yi looked at Emperor Jin An's face, and saw that the unpleasant look on his face had disappeared, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted in the Jinluan Hall with a raised voice:

"Civil and military officials, there is something to start, nothing to retreat from the dynasty-"

"The son has a play."

Qi Changrong took a step forward, and instantly became the gathering place of the ministers' eyes.

Today's Royal Highness the Crown Prince is full of energy, with clear eyes, standing under His Royal Highness Jin Luan, facing the throne within reach, there is no ambition in his eyes, and he is not afraid of anyone's scrutiny.

For the princes of all dynasties, it is clear that the dragon chair is close in front of them, and one step further is above ten thousand people, but they have never been able to take that step, which is the most heart-wrenching thing for them.

However, for Qi Changrong, the closer the dragon chair was to her, the calmer her heart became.

After all, she was reborn and returned, not just for this throne made of bones piled up.

The crown prince is brilliant and intelligent, and as a father, Emperor Jin An naturally comforts him.

"The prince has something to say."

Qi Changrong presented an excerpt, which was handed over by Yuan Yi to Emperor Jin An.

She stood with her hands in her hands and looked at the front leisurely: "This records the disaster relief and chaos in the Jianzhou area, and the sons and ministers live up to the expectations of their father, emperor and people." ”

Even if she had privately handed over a 'report' to Emperor Jin An, she had not made it clear in the end.