She didn't know, so she went and said hello if she didn't know. If you use Mei Shufei's hands, there is always a reason for Mei Shufei to do it. As Concubine Wei said, Concubine Mei Shufei is not an unknown person who has made dowries for others.

If she was in the same group as them, she would have asked more directly.

In the Shicui Palace, Zheng Zhaorong and Yang Zhaoyi were both sitting on both sides of the couch in the main hall, one holding a book in one hand and the other holding a fan, leaning on the soft collapse and looking at the Han Lian outside.

This season is the season of Hanli. Blooming cautiously in the scorching sun, there is no vitality in the scorching sun.

This is the most appreciative, the largest and best-looking Hanlian Pond, just outside their point. The doors of this temple are all wide open, and you can see the flowers one after another when you sit on the couch.

"With such a big sun, you let them pick the herbs, and they are going to dry themselves." Zheng Zhaorong held a book in his hand, half leaned on the couch, and looked at the few small palace ladies walking outside by the Hanlian Pond.

"What's the use of them?" Yang Zhaoyi gently shook the fan and said casually.

Zheng Zhaorong frowned and said: "Isn't it better for you to let them pick them in the morning, the sun is not big, and the buds that are picked are waiting to be released, with the dew in the night, isn't it better."

And it will be open for a longer time. ”

"What's the use of being long?" Yang Zhaoyi said: "I just like to bloom brightly, the bigger and more fragrant, the more I like it." What are you going to do when you pick a bud? Isn't it just to bloom? Then I might as well just pick the flowers.

Pick every day, change every day, won't it take longer? ”

"Crooked." Zheng Zhaorong said helplessly: "I can't talk about you." ”

Yang Zhaoyi laughed, and wanted to speak, when she saw the little waiter who was well-mannered outside, walked in, saluted, and said to Yang Zhaoyi: "Niangniang, there is a Wencai person outside who asks to see, saying that he sent the silk satin of the spring cicada to Zhaorong Niangniang." ”

When Zheng Zhaorong heard this, he said, "At this time, it's time to send silk satin over." After that, he said to the little waiter: "Call her in." ”

"Yes." The little waiter received the order and bowed and retreated.

Watching the little waiter go out, Zheng Zhaorong seemed to remember something, and turned his head to look at Yang Zhaoyi: "Sister, Wen Cairen, is it the one who was sent to prison by the noble concubine before?" ”

Yang Zhaoyi didn't speak, only smiled: "It was the one who played the piano on the day of the Dragon Boat Banquet." You didn't go that day because of the wind and cold, her piano music

Tsk, it's really amazing. ”

"So good?" Zheng Zhaorong said curiously: "That's a pity, I didn't hear it." ”

As he spoke, Wen Qingwu had already walked in from the entrance of the hall. In front of him was followed by the little chamberlain, followed by Ruyoshi who was holding a silk satin.

Entering the hall, Wen Qingwu did not look at Zheng Zhaorong who she wanted to send, but at Yang Zhaoyi, who was sitting next to her.

This woman, she can't see through it at all. However, this is really not a feud. After all, in her previous life, it was her son Li Ke, King of Wu, who became the emperor.

Wen Qingwu walked to the hall and saluted dignifiedly. "Talented Wen Qingwu, I have seen Zheng Zhaorong and Yang Zhaoyi."

Yang Zhaoyi leaned against the soft collapse and fanned the wind, but did not speak. Zheng Zhaorong raised his hand and said, "Wen Cairen, please get up." ”

Wen Qingwu got the order, got up, and heard Zheng Zhaoyi say in surprise: "Where are you coming from, it's so hot that you are sweating." ”

Wen Qingwu wiped the sweat on his chest with a handkerchief, and said, "Back to Zhaorong Niangniang's words, I will come over to the palace." ”

Zheng Zhaorong understood and said no more. He said, "Bring me my silk satin." ”

"I wonder which color the mother chose?" Wen Qingwu asked.

Zheng Zhaorong took a look and said, "It's the blue of the lake, and the one with indigo bamboo leaves." ”

Wen Qingwu took out two silk satins and handed them to Gong E next to her. Gong E walked up, Zheng Zhaorong flipped through casually, paused, and looked at one of the silks: "How can there be dust here?" She asked, surprised.

The things taken from the Shangfu Bureau should not be stained with filth.

Wen Qingwu hesitated for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Yang Zhaoyi say lazily: "Didn't you hear her say that she would come from the Ayaqi Palace?" ”

Zheng Zhaorong frowned, and quickly dispersed again. Put away the silk satin for the person next to him, looked at Wen Qingwu, and said, "It's hot outside, do you want to drink a bowl of ice grapes?" ”

Yang Zhaoyi was stunned when she heard this, and turned her head to look at Zheng Zhaorong. This year, this grape was sent to the palace in the first year of the imperial village. Pick and choose, and there are not many that can be sent in. The emperor rewarded each palace according to his share, and he didn't eat enough, so how could he reward a small talent?

Then, Yang Zhaoyi suddenly turned around and didn't say much.

Wen Qingwu was really hot, and she didn't refuse: "If it's okay, please ask the mother to reward another bowl of ice water for the concubines and slaves." "If you have a grudge, you must also make more kindness.

Zheng Zhaorong laughed, but turned his head to Yang Zhaoyi and said, "Look at how good people are to the slaves around you." ”

Yang Zhaoyi laughed disapprerovingly and did not speak.

Wen Qingwu and Liuji drank their respective ice water, and then said goodbye to Zheng Zhaorong and Yang Zhaoyi.

Looking at the figures of the two exiting the main hall, Zheng Zhaorong was silent.

"See what?" Yang Zhaoyi asked casually.

Zheng Zhaorong shook his head: "I didn't see anything." ”

"I didn't see anything, what are you selling her for?" Yang Zhaoyi asked, and when she turned her head to look at the temple door again, the figure had disappeared outside the hall.

"It's just that it's too hot, so it's just a matter of effort." Zheng Zhaorong replied.

"A bowl of ice water can be used to pass away, and you give yourself ice grapes that you can't even afford to eat. This reason is pretty much the same for you to send yourself. Yang Zhaoyi fanned the wind, the weather was too hot, and the ice couldn't fall into the heat wave. Fortunately, there is a pond outside this Ayayi Palace, and there is more wind. It's just that there are so many mosquitoes that I can't fan them all.

"She was able to escape from under Wei Guifei once or twice, which shows that the means are not simple." Yang Zhaoyi said and yawned: "It looks like a partial, honest person who does his duty." ”

"It's the kind of thing that can't see anything, it's the best corner." Zheng Zhaorong continued.

"So you're going to get married?" Yang Zhaoyi glanced at Zheng Zhaorong out of the corner of her eyes, and yawned again: "I hope she can think of your goodness." ”

"I can't hide anything from my sister's eyes." Zheng Zhaorong smiled, but he didn't care about Yang Zhaoyi's insight.

"Let's play a game of chess." Yang Zhaoyi turned her head and spoke. It's a hot day, and if you have nothing to do, it's too easy to get sleepy.

In addition to the Ayayi Palace, Wen Qingwu turned back and walked towards the Jieyu he had sent. Fortunately, these two Jieyu live in the same hall, which is the bead mirror hall behind the Ayaqi Palace.

There are three Jieyu living in the Pearl Mirror Palace, and Wen Qingwu wants to send two of them. One Feng Jieyu, one Lin Jieyu.

The attendant came out to welcome Wen Qingwu into the hall, and there was only one Jieyu in the hall, who was doing embroidery on it.

"The talented person Wen Qingwu has seen Jieyu." Wen Qingwu bowed and saluted.