Gritting his teeth with hatred, he plucked a golden hairpin from his head and said, "Whoever is going to help me pass the word, this hairpin is anyone's." ”

Although it is inevitable that the news of Zheng Qingyi will be reprimanded for disturbing the purity of Mrs. Hou, there must be brave men under the heavy money, and the little maids are scrambling to receive hairpins.

Zheng Qingyi raised her hand and glanced at the people surrounding her with contempt.

The crowd couldn't help but be angry: "This is a trick on us!" ”

Zheng Qingyi snorted lightly, held her back with one hand, and took a step forward.

Although these people dared to make fun of Zheng Qingyi, they didn't dare to do anything to her stomach, seeing her shaking her majesty with her stomach, even though she was disgusting, they still hurriedly avoided it.

They are afraid that this prostitute will have bad intentions and deliberately create trouble and plant blame on them.

Zheng Qingyi walked from the road they gave way to a maid who was standing behind a person, her eyes were eager to try, but she stood in front of a maid who didn't come forward.

The maid is the second class in the upper room, named Zhichun, and she is usually quite faceful in front of Mrs. Hou.

Zhichun looked at Zheng Qingyi who came over suspiciously, and curtled his knees without respect: "What does my aunt command?" ”

Zheng Qingyi handed the hairpin in her hand to Zhichun's hand, and said with a smile: "I'm tired of Sister Zhichun." ”

Zhichun, like everyone else, disdains being called by a prostitute.

But she didn't expect Zheng Qingyi to give her the hairpin so directly, although she was second-class, she could also get silver in her life, and there was no shortage of silver in her hand, so she was unmoved by Zheng Qingyi's flattering move.

The hairpin was handed to her hand, her first thought was to push it back, but the hairpin was heavily pressed in her hand, she looked down and saw a fish-eye-sized ruby embedded in the hairpin, shining golden in the sun.

With just one glance, she was reluctant to push it out.

Zheng Qingyi looked at Zhichun's expression, and became more and more confident.

Zhichun held the hairpin in his arms, and glanced at Zheng Qingyi with contempt: "Wait." As he spoke, he twisted his waist and went inside.

The little girl who didn't get the golden hairpin glanced at Zheng Qingyi sarcastically, deliberately neglecting to see it, and playing their own games.

Zheng Qingyi thought about the contents of the letter, and then looked at this group of flea-like little hooves, and sneered.

Zhichun walked out and said, "Mrs. Hou invites my aunt in." ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at Zheng Qingyi with horror in their eyes.

Zheng Qingyi snorted proudly and helped her back to go in.

Wen Yin waited by the side of the door, saw Zheng Qingyi, and said softly: "Aunt comes with the slave." As he spoke, he took the lead and went inside.

Zheng Qingyi came to the room for the first time, followed Wen Yin's footsteps, and her eyes did not forget to look.

Much more extravagant than her house.

Thinking about the contents of the letter, she couldn't help but wonder, if she became Mrs. Hou one day, would she be able to live in such a house?

When she arrived at the small Buddha hall, Wen Yin said respectfully: "Mrs. Hou, someone is here." ”

Mrs. Lao Hou knelt on the futon, her eyes didn't open when she heard the words, and she said lightly: "Say it." ”

Zheng Qingyi knew that Mrs. Lao Hou was talking to her, so she took a deep breath, took a step forward, knelt behind Mrs. Lao Hou's side, and said respectfully: "Concubine to the old lady to say goodbye." ”

When Mrs. Hou heard her voice, she wanted to vomit in disgust, and said impatiently when she heard the words: "Say it quickly!" ”

Zheng Qingyi said: "The concubine has just received a letter from her cousin. ”

Mrs. Hou chuckled: "What about your cousin?" ”

This laughter was full of contempt.

Zheng Qingyi's face was as usual when she heard this, and she smiled slightly and said, "I have been separated from my cousin for many years, and I have only been in touch. ”

Annoyance appeared between Mrs. Hou's eyebrows, and she said coldly: "An aunt's cousin is not qualified to come to the door to fight the autumn breeze, so take advantage of the morning to rest your thoughts." ”

If it is just contempt, then this sentence is humiliation.

Zheng Qingyi could not maintain the smile on her face, and said, "The cousin of the concubine is the prefect of Gyeongju. ”

Mrs. Hou twisted the Buddha beads for a moment, her eyes opened, and her bright eyes stared at Zheng Qingyi with some sharpness: "What did you say!" ”

Zheng Qingyi felt the emotional changes of Mrs. Lao Hou, and said slowly: "The cousin of the concubine is the prefect of Gyeongju, and the official is the fourth grade. ”

"I will go to Beijing to report on my work in the near future, and I am 90% sure that I will stay in Beijing."

The civil officials of the four products outside Beijing are worthless, and they grab a lot of them.

But if you stay in Beijing, what are the civil officials of the four products in Beijing? Mrs. Hou was surprised for a while, and asked her, "Are you sure what position you will stay in?" ”

"After Lu Huaiping, the squire of the military department, was promoted to Shangshu, the position of squire became vacant." Zheng Qingyi said meaningfully.

Mrs. Hou's eyes lit up, her knees grinded, her buttocks sat on the futon, facing Zheng Qingyi, and said eagerly: "This matter is serious!?" ”

Zheng Qingyi nodded respectfully: "How dare the concubine coax Mrs. Hou?" ”

Mrs. Hou was ecstatic in her heart.

But after thinking about it again, he frowned: "Your cousin is a civilian, can he join the military department?" This is purely a question, she really doesn't understand the doorway.

But he asked Zheng Qingyi.

Like Mrs. Lao Hou, Zheng Qingyi also knows nothing!

All of what she said was written in the letter, and when she heard Mrs. Hou ask, her heart suddenly tightened, and before she could think of how to answer, she heard Mrs. Hou say again: "It's not impossible, it depends on what the emperor thinks." Moreover, in recent years, there has been no war to fight, and civilian, official, and military generals are all the same. ”

said and muttered: "The four products outside Beijing, and the four products in Beijing and the four products in Beijing are also reasonable." ”

Zheng Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Hou figured this out, and looked at Zheng Qingyi with a pleasant face: "When will your cousin come to Beijing?" ”

Zheng Qingyi said with a smile: "My cousin-in-law said that it should be able to catch up before I give birth." ”

Mrs. Hou's expression stiffened slightly, and she quickly returned to normal, and nodded: "Between relatives, it should be taken care of like this." ”

Zheng Qingyi nodded yes with kindness.

The news of the crown princess's pregnancy came back to her mother's house in Zhezhou, and the princess wrote that she missed her parents.

But Wu Dehou's family couldn't easily return to Beijing, and after receiving the letter, they pondered letting their youngest daughter Bai Rong go to Beijing to accompany the crown princess, and then come back when they sat down in the womb.

After Bai Rong arrived in Beijing, the crown princess held a banquet for her, Jiang Lingran went to the banquet, and before they could find a way to let her meet Shi Qian, she first found an opportunity to tell the crown princess that she was leaving.

This matter was so sudden that the crown princess never even thought about it, and was stunned for a while before saying, "You say, you want to leave?" When? ”

Jiang Lingran nodded: "I haven't determined that day yet, and I will come to bid farewell to the crown princess in advance when the time comes." ”

The crown princess felt that Jiang Lingran saw their intentions, so she had the intention of leaving.

I was ashamed for a while, and then I looked at her pure and gentle smile, and the princess was even more speechless.

Jiang Lingran was leaving, and the prince told the emperor.

The emperor really wanted to drive Jiang Lingran out of Beijing, but this way of leaving was not what he wanted.

The crown prince looked at the emperor's gloomy expression, and said in a low voice: "Marquis Wen Jing has already given an explanation, and the Jiang family is loyal and martyrful, so it is not good to persecute too much, so as not to cool people's hearts." ”

These words were extremely straightforward, and when the emperor heard this, his eyes were filled with coldness.