Qianqing Palace.

Shao Ziqing sat on the Taishi chair that had been covered with animal skins, spread out the paper in his hand and handed it to Mo Guhan.

"This is the list of supplements for the past few days, but it took more than half a month for Weichen, your ...... the emperor"

Mo Guhan raised his eyelids and glanced at him coldly, and continued to bow his head to review the folds in his hand: "You forgot the last bet that you still lost to me for a month. ”

Shao Ziqing immediately straightened up angrily: "But the emperor, you also destroyed a brocade robe of Weichen, don't you count it?" ”

"Do I want to compensate you for a dragon robe?" Mo Guhan asked lightly.

Shao Ziqing immediately lost his temper and deflated like a piercing fish bladder. Although Mo Guhan was indeed joking, not suspicious of him, he could only suffer this dumb loss. knelt down respectfully, and said honestly and fearfully: "Wechen will die, Wechen won't dare." ”

Mo Guhan raised the pen in his hand: "Don't pretend, how did you do what you did last time?" ”

Shao Ziqing immediately looked stunned, and said seriously: "The tomb keeper Lu Bo seemed to have suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news. All the things he used in his daily life were left in the hut, but he was gone. And ......"

"And what?" Mo Guhan raised his head.

"I don't know if the minister is suspicious, I feel that this matter is not simple, and it is not the Changle Marquis Mansion."

"Why?"

"The number of bluestones on General Chu's mausoleum is not enough!"

"Not enough? What does that mean? I've only heard that the soil that was dug in the pit is filled back is the only reason for the extra reason. Mo Gu said indifferently.

"According to the emperor's intentions, the ministers instructed the craftsmen to restore the mausoleum as much as possible, but yesterday the craftsmen sent someone to report that although the bluestones of the mausoleum were all intact, the number was wrong, and there were about 20 pieces missing."

Shao Ziqing rubbed his chin, a little puzzled: "The nearby villagers are superstitious, even if the bluestone has a use, but it is unlucky, it will not be transported home for use." ”

Mo Guhan stopped his pen, put it on the inkstone, and put down the music in his hand: "This kind of bad thing, most of them will be done when there is a feud, who will do it again?" Chu Yuehua is raised in the deep boudoir again, and has no grievances with outsiders in the past, except for Lian's, who else can there be? ”

Shao Ziqing nodded: "It's strange here, although the maple forest is outside the city, there are also residents on the outskirts of the city, and I haven't found any clues." Could it be that Rubeus himself was guarding and stealing? And then fled without a trace? ”

"I heard that Lu Bo, who guarded the mausoleum, went by self-recommendation, and was grateful to General Chu for his kindness in the first place, and he had been there for several years, so it should not be for fame and fortune. Why did Ziqing talk nonsense today? ”

That's because Wei Chen found more than a dozen empty wine jars behind his thatched hut, which were Gu Yuezhai's old Bai Fen. Although the wine was not very expensive, it was not something that an ordinary grave keeper could afford. Weichen ordered someone to go to Guyuezhai to inquire, and Na Lu Bo has been drinking Lao Baifen for the past few years, and he has never stopped.

It would not be surprising if Miss Yuehua had the ability to give him more money after leaving the Hou Ye Mansion, but when Miss Yuehua was in the Hou Ye Mansion, she was still poor, where was the silver to fund him for wine? He has no other source of livelihood, he is destitute, where does all this money come from? ”

Shao Ziqing analyzed the head of the way, Mo Guhan was silent, and muttered for a long time, before he said in a deep voice: "There must be a reason for things to go wrong, originally I just thought that this person dared to destroy General Chu's mausoleum, I was really indignant, and I just wanted to find out." I didn't expect that there would be such a strange thing. You go on to find out, and I want to see who is so bold. ”

Yuehua has been raised at home for three or five days, and her body has only improved little by little, and she really responded to Shao Ziqing's sentence "Illness is like a thread". She was originally full of grief and indignation, and wanted to question Lian's family, but then she was lying on the bed, coupled with Shao Ziqing and others' enlightenment, she slowly figured out that she didn't have any evidence, and she recklessly found the Hou Ye's Mansion, what could she do? Will Lian admit it? It's just another humiliation.

When she could walk around the yard, she ordered Xiangshen to call a carriage and go to the maple forest. The mausoleum has been basically repaired, but I didn't expect Shao Ziqing to carefully renovate the mausoleum to its original appearance, almost restored as before. The unforgettable grief and pain of that day really seemed like a nightmare.

Yuehua knelt in front of the tomb for half an hour, kowtowed to her parents a lot to make amends, and finally was really shaky and couldn't hold on any longer, so she reluctantly returned.

The business in the store, with Shao Ziqing's funding, also went surprisingly smoothly, and many old customers who had terminated the contract took the initiative to come to the door and resumed the previous cooperation. Yuehua was silent, knowing that this was all the credit that Shao Ziqing had done secretly.

Shao Ziqing came several times in his busy schedule, and initially borrowed the name of the doctor. Later, Yuehua recovered as before, he still came one after another, Xiangshen and Xiangche were all treated as a guest, Yuehua was full of gratitude, and naturally treated each other warmly, picked up the best refreshments, smiled and smiled, such as old friends.

When the two chatted, at first they were familiar with customs and anecdotes, but later they went deeper, including historical records and political opinions, all of which were slightly involved, and they talked freely and freely.

Although Yuehua has seen and heard limited, far less extensive than Shao Ziqing, she has a lot of books in the Hou Mansion, she never slacks off, and her knowledge is naturally different from the usual small jasper. Therefore, whenever the two talk about it, many of them coincide with each other, and they have the meaning of hating each other. If there are disagreements, the side is widely cited, and the other party is also very admired.

It's just that Shao Ziqing is always hot and cold, and his attitude of leaving is a little incomprehensible.

One moment, perhaps it was the eyes burning and the enthusiasm like fire, and the next moment, suddenly indifferent and alienated, cold as water.

It is said that Shao Ziqing is young and romantic, with a bright mouth like a lotus, and is used to saying some flattering words to persuade women. But when facing Chu Yuehua, he was polite and detached, slightly alienated, even when he was talking, Yuehua felt as if he was indifferent. It's not the condescending kind of disdain, but looking up at the coldness that rejects thousands of miles, always like the height of a step, which is always insurmountable.

Yuehua encountered an accident, it was sensitive, and it was the first age of love, hazy, Shao Ziqing's attitude made her sentimental, but also born a sense of arrogance, no longer so diligent, advance and retreat moderately.

Shao Ziqing still comes often, even if Yuehua has recovered, there is nothing wrong with his body, he may have found a good book, or he may have found two things to eat, always not empty-handed, with all kinds of strange excuses.

If you say that you have a heart, but you are cold, if you say that you have no intention, you will be so diligent and provoking. His attitude was puzzling to Yuehua.

Xiangshen once joked about the two behind his back, but was reprimanded by Mama Wei righteously, sticking out her tongue and not daring to say more.

"Shao Gongzi just wants to make up for his past debts, and he and Miss are just gentlemen's friends, so don't talk nonsense and make something out of nothing."

Hearing these words in Yuehua's ears, there were some gains and losses.

She couldn't control her heart, she often looked forward to Shao Ziqing's coming, and when she heard his footsteps, her heart "banged" straight up, as if the brisk footsteps were stepping on her heart. But he was annoyed by Shao Ziqing's estrangement, and when the two chatted, they were no longer so enthusiastic, and occasionally there was a little embarrassment of silence.

Yuehua finally said angrily and said the words that chased him: "Yuehua has recovered, so I won't bother Lord Shao so much in the future." ”

Shao Ziqing was stunned for a moment, obviously a little gloomy, smiled bitterly, and really didn't come to the door for several days.

In addition to being melancholy, she suffered from gains and losses, and secretly mocked her self-inflicted amorousness, feeling that Shao Ziqing was looking up to the mountains, like the bright moon in the sky, how could she see herself in her eyes. She personally selected the brocade and patterns, and handed them over to the three embroiderers with the best craftsmanship, using extremely cumbersome and fine embroidery techniques, working day and night.

She originally wanted to do this brocade robe by herself, but she was busy with affairs on weekdays, and after the embroidery was completed, she was afraid that it would have entered the cold winter. Again, I was angry in my heart, afraid that Shao Ziqing would look down on his mind again, if he was too attentive, he would inevitably be suspected of clinging to power and being trampled on.

Before the brocade robe was ready, Shao Ziqing rode a fast horse to look for her, and she was sweating under the warm sun, and Ruyu's face was flushed with excitement.

He turned over and dismounted, dragged Yuehua in the yard and left.

His hand was extremely soft, it was a hand holding a pen and splashing ink and writing on the scriptures, so it was not as hard and rough as a man in the army, holding Yuehua's wrist tightly, Yuehua only felt that the heat coming out of his palm was the same as his person, warm and delicate.