Mao Mingxuan looked at Zhao Furong with some surprise, and then remembered that she was indeed good at riding. Speaking of which, it's even better than him. After being a military attaché, he is not good at riding, and Mao Tongtong can almost be said to be unable to ride. On the contrary, it is Zhao Furong, who is good at riding and shooting. For a person who is good at riding a horse, it is true that riding a horse is more comfortable than riding in a carriage.

As soon as Zhao Furong spoke, she was subconsciously a little nervous. She looked at Mao Mingxuan, with apprehension and expectation in her eyes. Husband, will you agree?

"I forgot that Madame's riding skills have always been better than mine!" Mao Mingxuan laughed.

This smile made the breath in Zhao Furong's heart relaxed.

"But now there is only one horse, and if Madame wants to ride it, she will have to wait until we get to the next station." Mao Mingxuan said. There is no reason for a man to ride a carriage and let a woman ride a horse.

Zhao Furong also reacted immediately, blushing slightly and nodded.

"Madame, bear with me for another half day." Mao Mingxuan helped Zhao Furong into the carriage.

"Hmm." Zhao Furong is already very happy. It is inconvenient for the female dependents to show their heads, and it is already unruly to ride a horse like this. But Mao Mingxuan can understand her, which is really heartwarming.

Seeing that the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, the weather is also getting hot. The sun has been shining in the capital for many days, and even the wind has a hint of dryness, which makes people look forward to the arrival of rainy days.

Mao Tongtong was wearing only a thin shirt and was standing in front of the bookcase to draw.

There weren't many things that an ancient woman could do to pass the time, and she could only try her best to enrich her life. Embroidery and painting were the things she was most interested in since she came to ancient times, and there were similarities between the two, so she wanted to improve her skills a little more.

At the moment she is drawing a lotus flower. After the Dragon Boat Festival, it is not far from summer, and it is the season of lotus blooming. Under the scorching summer sun, the waves are sparkling, and a green lotus leaf is dotted with lotus flowers of various colors, which is a very beautiful scene!

There is a pond in the garden of the Eight Masters' Mansion, and I wonder if there will be a pond of lotus flowers this summer.

Mao Tongtong was thinking about painting at the same time, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, so he didn't think it was too hot this day.

After a pink lotus was outlined, Mao Tongtong put down the pen and rubbed his sore wrist. Qingzhu on the side brought a bowl of sour plum soup, "Gege rest for a while, I've been painting for half an hour." ”

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong took a sip of the sour plum soup, although it was not iced, it was sweet and sour, and it was also very antipyretic.

After drinking the sour plum soup, Mao Tongtong moved his body and asked casually, "Did you say that you want to come back for dinner today?" ”

"Nope." Seedlings replied.

"It's not early today." Mao Tongtong said. At this time in the past, if the eighth master didn't come back, he would also send someone to say it.

"Why don't you go to the front yard and ask?" Qingzhu Road.

Although Lord Belle rests in their courtyard almost every night, if you want to talk about Lord Belle's whereabouts, the people who serve in the front yard know best.

"No need." Mao Tongtong waved his hand and said, "Let the kitchen prepare first." ”

Since the eighth master didn't send anyone to say it, most of them still have to come back for dinner.

"Yes, the slave will go to the kitchen and say something." Qingzhu responded.

Now that the small courtyard has its own kitchen, many things are much more convenient.

At this time, the eighth master, who was worried about Mao Tongtong, was still in the Qianqing Palace, and reported to Kangxi about the investigation of the assassin with the eldest brother.

It has been more than half a month since I returned to Beijing, and things have come to an eyebrow. It was discovered that the Assassins were from two different forces. This suspicion has also been confirmed after several investigations.

"The Han assassins should belong to the Heaven and Earth Society." The eighth master replied: "After investigation, the Heaven and Earth Society is active frequently in the Jiangnan area, and there are rudders in many places. The assassins sent this time were from Yangzhou. ”

The eldest brother said, "The Mongol assassins were sent by the remnants of Galdan. ”

Kangxi frowned slightly when he heard this. How did the two collude thousands of miles apart?

"Can you find out how they connected?"

"It hasn't been found yet." The eighth master and the eldest brother said in unison.

It is not easy to find out the origin of the assassin, and it is difficult to go into more detail.

"You have to continue to investigate this matter, but you must not let go of any clues." Kangxi Road.

"Yes, my son obeys." The eighth master and the eldest brother responded.

Kangxi's meaning couldn't be more obvious, it's hard to investigate this matter, but you can't give up just yet. This is to let the two of them continue to pay attention, and they will check again when there are clues in the future.

"You've worked this errand." Kangxi affirmed the two of them.

"It's not hard to share worries for the emperor." The two of them were busy.

"It's getting late, so stay and dine with me today." Kangxi Road.

This can be regarded as a reward, and the eighth master and the eldest brother hurriedly thanked them.

By the time the two of them left the palace, it was already dark. Due to the different directions of their respective mansions, the two separated at the gate of the palace.

Mao Tongtong has been waiting for the eighth master to be there. Seeing that it was getting dark, Qingzhu and Qingmiao persuaded her a few more times before she let dinner be served in the kitchen.

So when the eighth master returned home, Mao Tongtong began to eat.

"Today, Emperor Ama has a meal, it's too late to inform you." The eighth master said apologetically.

"It's good to have dinner." Mao Tongtong didn't care. This kind of thing is also normal. Anyway, she used snacks in the afternoon, and she wasn't hungry when she arrived.

"What did you do today?" The eighth master sat down and asked casually.

"It's not like that." Mao Tongtong said with a smile: "I drew a lotus picture today, and I confiscated it on the bookcase!" ”

The eighth master was fine, so he walked over to take a look.

Mao Tongtong is good at sketching, but in ancient times, she also wanted to try her hand at ink painting. Today's lotus flower is an ink painting.

"There is progress." The eighth master complimented. You must know that Mao Tongtong has not been learning to paint ink painting for a long time. Although this will be worse than her sketching, as long as she practices diligently, I believe that her level will not be bad in the future. After all, there is a basis for painting.

"The slave also feels that there is progress." Mao Tongtong was not modest at all.

"Tomorrow and tomorrow, do you want to go to Zhuangzi to live?" The eighth master asked.

"Why is there a fake all of a sudden?" Mao Tongtong was surprised. The eighth master has been very busy lately!

"The errand is done, the emperor will reward you." The eighth master smiled.

Mao Tongtong suddenly became happy and said, "Of course I went!" The slave has never been to the master's Zhuangzi! ”

The eighth master thought about it, it was really. Before, because I was in the palace, it was naturally inconvenient to come out. When I got out of the palace, I went to Saiwai immediately afterward, but I didn't have a chance.

"Then go. It's only two days around the world, and you don't have to bring too many things. The eighth master smiled: "This will let the minions clean up." Let's leave early tomorrow morning. ”

"Okay!" Mao Tongtong nodded excitedly. Farm stay or something, she liked it the most.