Sheng Qian has been checking the accounts in the past few days, and it is the three fires of the new official taking office, and the household department is different from it, which basically affects the whole body. He was in a hurry there, and Jiang Wenhai knew about it. Sheng Ruoqiu only heard it occasionally when her father-in-law was talking to her husband.

"Mingzhu, I'm a woman, and I don't know much."

Sheng Ruoqiu saw that there was no one else beside him, and he was much closer to Sheng Mingzhu, and lowered his voice, "You let the third uncle be more careful." It's not that easy. ”

During the new dynasty of the Great Wei Dynasty, the nouveau riche families had to build their own mansions and accept new servants. As the founding emperor, Emperor Wei should reward the meritorious heroes, so he allowed the opening treasury of the household department to withdraw the silver. But the household department is also empty—so the tax money from all over the state goes into the pockets of each family. It is used to decorate the façade and consolidate its own strength.

Emperor Wei naturally knew about these situations.

But the officialdom of the Great Wei itself is like a mess of scattered sand, and the family is superficially subservient to the emperor, but in fact they have their own thoughts. The accumulation of accounts in the state over the years has long been able to make ordinary civilians richer than the country. Now Emperor Wei wants to use Wei Qian to collect debts, which is also a temptation.

Sheng Mingzhu knew that Sheng Ruoqiu would not be untargeted, and remembered the scene of the Sheng family being raided in the dream, and her whole face became solemn.

The autumn wind was bleak, and her face was pale. Sheng Ruoqiu thought she was afraid, so she comforted softly, "It's not a big deal, I don't dare to say anything about your expression." ”

Sheng Mingzhu rubbed her face, "It's just that the autumn wind is a little strong, and my face is a little stiff when it is blown away." Looking at Sheng Ruoqiu on the side again, "What does the big sister want to say?" ”

Sheng Ruoqiu pulled her, and her voice was lower than before, "This is the work of offending people." I'm just afraid that there will be a young person who will secretly stumble on the third uncle. If there are strong martial arts in the house, you will take them with you when you travel. ”

Sheng Mingzhu looked up, "Eldest sister is saying that someone wants to harm my father?" ”

Sheng Ruoqiu shook her head, she accidentally heard her husband and father-in-law talk about this from outside the study. She didn't know what was going on inside, and she wasn't ready to say to Sheng Mingzhu that she didn't think that her youngest daughter's family knew what to do, "These things are not something that we women can manage." Now the third uncle is a household servant, but who knows that this official is good and bad when he is big, he is now a knife in the hands of His Majesty, but it is also a knife hanging above the heads of many people——"

Sheng Mingzhu didn't listen carefully to what she said later.

The mood was also a little fluctuating for a while. It is now the forty-third year of the Great Wei, and Emperor Wei has reigned for many years - in which year Emperor Wei died, the new emperor ascended the throne, and which monarch did the Sheng family exterminate the family?

Sheng Mingzhu tried hard to turn over the thoughts in his head, but he only remembered a plain white scene. The things in the dream quickly blurred again.

"Pearl?" Sheng Ruoqiu saw that she was stunned and didn't speak, so she screamed.

Sheng Mingzhu came back to her senses, her eyes were quite ignorant because she was thinking about the things next to her, Sheng Ruoqiu smiled, "Others still say that you can bear it, I look at it as a little girl-" patted her hand comfortingly, "It's just a blind guess in my own heart, I said it to share your worries, you look like I'm looking for trouble." ”

Sheng Mingzhu smoothed the hair on the side of her ear and smiled embarrassedly.

——

Sheng Qian hadn't come back at night, Sheng Mingzhu wanted to wait for his father to come back and ask him, but the person had found him.

A few minutes into the night, the full moon is lacking. Sheng Mingzhu was used to being lazy, holding the fourth book of the girl and looking at it, and after a long time Sheng Qian didn't come back, he fell asleep after a while.

Her hands were half-propped on the table, and the cardamom girl was already the same every day. Yun Niang looked at her daughter's delicate face with this candlelight, and found that her chest was much bulging compared to before, but her waist was getting thinner and thinner. Seeing her lazy appearance that had been sleepy, she put down the work in her hand and glanced at Huang's mother on the side.

Huang's mother was born with a hard life and great strength. Soon, with the help of Jin Zhi, he lightly picked up Sheng Mingzhu and put his head on the bed. Maybe she was really tired, her brow furrowed slightly, but there was no sign of getting up.

"It's really strange, the young lady is still much lighter than before. Don't know where the usual food goes? ”

Sheng Mingzhu was also naughty when she was a child, and Huang's mother was often like this. Yun Niang bit the needle and thread in her hand, and looked at the girl who was lying on the bed, "It's quiet when you fall asleep." Rubbing her forehead again, Huang's mother poured water for her beside her, "You are always worrying, your body and bones are not good, and you still think about it so much." ”

These days, because of the affairs of his daughter and the Liu family, Sheng Qian runs back and forth. Yun Niang is an aunt in the inner house, and she is also a woman, so there is nothing she can do except the corners of her mouth are foaming, "If it weren't for being so naughty and causing trouble, I would have thought so much." I should have married early, so I didn't have to worry about it. ”

Huang's mother looked at her with that knowing look, "If you really get married, the old woman wants to see how you cry?" ”

Yun Niang smiled, so that she didn't argue with Huang's mother. I have never argued with her over the years, and after a while, I said to Huang's mother, "I see that the clothes on her body are small again, and the examples given by the house are not very good, so I will go around the street another day and see what suitable satin there is." ”

Mother Huang nodded, and shook her head again, "What is the color is not very good, what kind of material does the eldest lady use to fool people, so I don't dare to make the satin you take it and use it so that the third lady can wear it closely." In the past three months, there is a shortage of money in the third month, and we have it in our own yard, or the money you posted yourself......" I didn't say anything for a while, "I just feel sorry for you, you are just an aunt, and you are not a lady, there are only so many dowries, and now they are still scattered." ”

Yun Niang smiled, her complexion was quite warm under the lamplight, "Didn't my mother tell me before, women's peace of mind is given by men." She half-hung her head, her earlobes glowing slightly in the orange light, "He treats me well, and I am at ease." He looked at Sheng Mingzhu, who was sleeping soundly.

Two daughters, for more than ten years, he has always treated her consistently, "What is not content now." ”

"I just hope that the days will be like this."

Mrs. Song didn't know what kind of calculation she was making, so she didn't need to settle the province in the morning and dusk. The Song family always lives in the small Buddha hall, and Yun Niang is now like the real hostess of the third room, but she is always just an aunt, half of the people-

The wind blew in, the air conditioner blew, and it was a little cold, Yun Niang instructed her subordinates to close the window, leaving only a small air window to breathe.

Because it was almost early winter, a charcoal fire was added to the room. There is always a bit of discomfort when it is first burned, and the golden branches are fanning the charcoal fire, and there is a slight heat floating from the bottom to the carved step bed above. She slept a little unsteadily, sweat continued to stay on her head, Yun Niang walked over, thinking that she was a little hot.

took the fan from Huang's mother, gently fanned her, and picked up a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

——

Between the snow, after the hundred-year-old city wall.

The red palace lanterns hung high, and all kinds of clothes and dancers poured in from the red carpet. The emperor and queen, dressed in bright yellow clothes, sat high on the front side. After a dance, Sheng Mingzhu was wearing a big red butterfly robe, walked forward slowly, and gently kowtowed to the emperor and queen.

The flowers are delicate and gorgeous, and thousands of purples and thousands of reds have turned into a scene.

This is a scene she has seen in her dreams, Sheng Mingzhu clearly knows that she is in a dream, but she can only sink into it. She couldn't wake herself up, the same scene, the same emperor above the eyes fell on her - stunning and plundering. She had this dream, and Maihime rejected the emperor.

But there was no man with a cold face in this dream. Only the emperor who was furious because of the filthy things being presented to the palace, and the queen who was sitting on the side, was in a dream, Sheng Mingzhu was not afraid, and even wanted to go up and sit on the Nine Dragons throne.

But soon the scene changed, and it was still icy and snowy.

Beyond the city walls, thousands of miles were white.

She lay on her back on the white snow, her eyes slightly open, a little weak. She was dying - Sheng Mingzhu looked at her, the phoenix eyes that belonged to her were drooping without a god, she didn't know why, there was a sadness that somehow came to her heart, and she wanted to cry.

There were bright yellow corners of her clothes coming, and her eyes hurt a little.

"What do you say you are...... Despicable stuff. ”

Sheng Mingzhu could only see her bright yellow embroidered shoes and a subtle cat meow.

"You're just a plaything. He doesn't care, and I don't care......"

Even though he knew that it was a dream, the shadow of imminent death still made Sheng Mingzhu panic. She felt her thin lips move slightly, very uncomfortable, the bones up and down her body seemed to be soft, "Help me......" she muttered in her voice, which was quickly muffled by the wind and snow.

The bright yellow figure also gradually left.

Sheng Mingzhu was uncomfortable, she didn't want to die.

The dream seemed to be waking up, and she was a little far away from her. Wiping some cold wind and snow, Sheng Mingzhu saw her death clearly, she fell from the ten-zhang high city wall, her head hit the ground, her face was fine, and she was wearing a red tulle, which looked very poignant and moving from a distance.

It's good that it's not face-to-face...... Otherwise, the man will lose his hair.

That's what she thought when she woke up.

"Third Miss?" Huang's mother saw her crying for a while, laughing for a while, and patted her face.

"Hasn't Daddy come back yet?" Sheng Mingzhu asked.

Mother Huang shook her head, and she quickly got up from the couch. After hooking up the embroidered shoes, he was told by Yun Niang to put on an extra cloak before leaving the house. All the way to Sheng Qian's study, he pulled out the painting from the vase, and quickly left again.

The night was already very dark, and when Sheng Qian went home, he heard Yun Niang say that her daughter had been waiting for her for a long time, and she wanted to go to Sheng Mingzhu's room, but she was pressed again, "Her lazy nature, she went to bed early at this time, and it was too late to say anything tomorrow." He gently pinched his back again, "You should rest these days, you go out early and return late every day, and there are many wrinkles between your eyebrows." ”

The beauty is so gentle.

Sheng Qian has been annoyed to death in the past few days, so he took her hand and squeezed it gently,

Huang saw that the couple wanted to be warm, so they hurriedly retreated.

Sheng Mingzhu didn't sleep on the side, and she was afraid that she would be seen by Huang's mother and tell Yun Niang that she was lighting the lamp, so she only took a lamp and candle, wore a thick fox fur cloak, and hung the painting in the courtyard, and looked at it carefully - the queen is Jiang Runyan, who seems to have an inextricable relationship with him, who is it, the Jiang family?

Gray was on the roof at night, and I had already seen her sneak out.

Hiding aside, I saw her looking at a painting. Far away, the gray clothes actually didn't see very clearly, only saw a pair of slender cold eyes, and a familiar white dress-

Hard work pays off, gray clothes think.

The third lady peeked at the portrait of the governor at night, and he felt that he could not guess what it meant.

But maybe he can steal the painting and go back to the East Factory to receive the reward, and maybe the governor can think of something with his own ingenuity, and he can be promoted again.

Thinking of this, the great leader of the dark guard, who had always been moody, couldn't help but rub his frozen hands, and looked at Sheng Mingzhu with a pair of glowing eyes, along with the painting in her hand.

It was cold, but that painting warmed the heart of the Commander of the Dark Guard who wanted to be promoted.