"Queen Mother, something happened in the palace."

Xia'er walked in from outside, covered in winter snow and cold.

She held a secret report in her hand, and when it was handed over to Su Youyi, she opened it casually and looked at ten lines.

"Yuan'er's arm is broken, can she still connect it?"

Su Youyi didn't care about the words that described the Li family and Zhao Guiren, but asked Yuan'er first, and Xia'er hurriedly said: "I heard that it can be picked up, Zhao Guiren has sent someone to take care of her these days, saying that she is a life-saving benefactor and wants to repay her kindness." ”

"Zhao Guiren is quite affectionate."

Su Youyi smiled, "She should also be blessed with a great life, there is nothing wrong with the dragon fetus in her womb, she was originally a loving person." In contrast, Concubine Li lacked some tolerance. ”

Xia'er was silent when she heard this, and she felt terrible when she thought of the scene where Yan'er beside Concubine Li was beaten to a bloody blur.

How could a person who has been a big palace maid beside a decent concubine fall to this point?

If Concubine Li had begged for mercy in front of the emperor that day, Yan'er would never have been beaten like this.

Because Concubine Li was the concubine selected by Su Youyi that day, Xia'er and the others didn't dare to say much.

Su Youyi seemed to see their thoughts, and only smiled: "Do you think that Concubine Li was chosen by me at the beginning, so you don't dare to say that she is not in front of me?" It doesn't have to be like this, which of the concubines in the palace today was not personally selected by me? ”

That's true.

Xia'er said embarrassedly: "It is reasonable that we should not be slaves and maids to discuss the master's affairs, since the queen mother asked, we have to say a few words." The slave maid looked at Concubine Li and was not mean to the palace people, this Yan'er heard that she was not a kind person, and she often treated the little palace maid harshly, which was also considered her deserving. ”

Yan'er nodded after listening, "Yes, even the good deeds she did can be heard in the Imperial Garden, which is considered deserved." ”

"This master is unkind, and the slave is too hateful."

Su Youyi commented on the things in the palace, not at all like the tone of the queen mother, but like an outsider watching the excitement.

Xia'er couldn't help but smile when she saw it, "Queen Mother, the affairs in the harem are still in your hands, listening to your tone, it seems that you don't plan to take care of this matter." ”

"What do I do with this?"

Su Youyi smiled, "That's the queen's business, the queen can't figure it out and the emperor, what am I doing to make a fuss?" Besides, compared to the harem of the first emperor, the current emperor's harem does not know how peaceful it is. ”

If this little problem cannot be solved by the emperor and queen, there may be storms in the future, how will they face it?

Su Youyi looked like she was shaking her hands and was not going to worry about this idle matter.

Ji Yushen suddenly walked in from outside, looking a little happy, "Look what good things I brought?" ”

Su Youyi's attention was instantly shifted to him.

I saw Ji Yushen carrying a slender brocade box in his hand, and it seemed that it contained either Xiao Di or painting scrolls or something like that.

"What is it?"

Ji Yushen put the brocade box on the table, "Today, a team of Hu merchants from the north brought it, and it made a lot of noise in the workshop. I happened to pass by when I went to inspect the shop, and when I took a look, I didn't expect it to be this thing. ”

He opened the brocade box and took out a picture scroll from it, and Xia'er and Yan'er hurriedly came to help.

The scroll slowly opened, and Su Youyi's eyes widened when she saw it.

"It's ......"

What Ji Yushen unfolded was the long-lost Fuchun Mountain residence map.

The Fuchun Mountain Residence is the work of the Yuan Dynasty painter Huang Gongwang, which was painted by Huang Gongwang for the useless master.

The picture takes the Fuchun River in Zhejiang Province as the background, the whole picture is light and elegant with ink, the arrangement of mountains and water is sparse and dense, and the ink color is used both dry and wet, which is very varied, it is the representative work of Huang Gongwang, and is known as one of the "top ten famous paintings in China".

Ji Yushen said: "It is rumored that this painting passed to the collector Wu Hongyu in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, Wu Hongyu loved this painting very much, and even ordered the painting to be burned and buried before he died, and Wu Hongyu's nephew was rescued from the fire. ”

"How is this possible?"

Su Youyi carefully observed this painting, and used pen and ink to pay attention to everything, and it really looked like Huang Gongwang's real handiwork.

She said: "But it is rumored that when this painting was rescued from the fire, it had been burned into two sections, one long and one short, how could there be such a complete picture scroll in the hands of Hu Ren merchants?" ”

The first section that is said to have been burned is called "The Leftover Mountain", and the second part is longer called "Useless Division".

Slowly, this complete picture of Fuchun Mountain is the two fragments of the legend, and no one can find it now.

"Just look at it."

Ji Yushen looked mysterious, leading Su Youyi to look at the scroll, the two looked at the painting and concentrated, and Xia'er and the others retreated in a witty manner.

Walking outside the door and gently closing the door, Xia'er couldn't help but whispered: "The Queen Mother is really big-hearted, the things in the palace are so big, she lost the whole thing when she saw the painting......"

"Do you think the Queen Mother is really here to see paintings?"

Yan'er said: "I think even if there is no painting that attracts the attention of the Queen Mother, she is lazy to take care of the affairs of the palace." Now that our queen mother lives in the Imperial Garden, isn't it like a fairy couple, where do you still care about mundane affairs? ”

Who the other person in this fairy couple was, they all knew in their hearts.

Yan'er and Xia'er smiled at each other, snickering and walking outside.

……

After the first snowfall, it was a little colder.

Concubine Li felt cold when she copied Buddhist scriptures in Changchun Palace, so she ordered someone to give birth to an extra charcoal basin.

She put down the wolf's hair, saw that the ink in the inkstone was about to dry up, and said to the little palace maid: "You put a hand stove on the side of the inkstone to add some heat, this ink does not completely melt and it is not good to write." ”

"Yes."

The little palace maid hurriedly turned around to find the hand stove, and Concubine Li rested on the couch for a while, and suddenly saw a limping figure walking in.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

The person who came in was Yan'er.

I didn't expect that the thirty boards not only didn't kill her, but also allowed her to get out of bed and walk around so quickly, although it seemed that her legs and feet were inconvenient, her life was saved in the end.

"The slave maid greets the mother."

Yan'er stepped forward with difficulty, knelt on the ground and bowed.

She lay on the bed for half a month, her muscles and bones were emaciated, her face was pale, and although her life was saved, she seemed to have shed a layer of skin.

Concubine Li grew up with her since she was a child, and it was good that she hadn't seen her before, but she was a little unbearable when she saw it, "Can you get up?" ”

"Yes."

Yan'er lowered her head and replied respectfully: "It's just that one of my legs is broken, and I can't walk like before." The slave felt that her body was a little better, so she thought about asking the mother for peace. ”

There was no complaint in her tone, nor did she shout pain and grievances.

Concubine Li listened to her heart a little wider, "Well, if it's not all good, let's go down and rest...... Well, it's never too late to come up again. ”

She didn't block Yan'er's back road in the end.

As long as she is willing to come up and serve, she will have a foothold in Changchun Palace.

Yan'er hurriedly knelt down and thanked her, "Thank you, slave, thank you, thank you!" ”

Looking at Yan'er, who had been raised by her as a deputy lady since she was a child, and now she had a crippled leg and was so groveling, Concubine Li waved her hand, and her heart softened.

Yan'er silently withdrew from the hall, and when she turned the hall door and walked to the porch, she raised her head, her eyes were cold.