Mu Liu went to Baihe Mountain.

Mu Yi carried the food box and went straight to the Taiji Palace.

Emperor Jingyong just asked the Southern Xinjiang Holy Maiden and Grandma Wu to be sent to Kunning Palace, which will be reviewed in the palace.

Fusheng was sent to guard the door, and when he saw Mu Yi, he immediately planned to go in and spread the word.

"Float and slow, I'm not here for business..."

Mu Yi stopped him, and then handed over the food box in his hand, lowering his voice to show his intention.

"This is sent by the steward of the Gu Mansion, saying that the eldest lady in the mansion went to Zhuangzi to play, and saw that the persimmons on the mountain were excellent, so she picked some and asked her to send them to honor the emperor's grandfather..."

After listening to Mu Yi's words, Gu Xingnian's face suddenly appeared in his mind, his eyes swept over the food box he was holding, and after thinking for a while, he took it.

"The eldest lady of the Gu family has a heart."

Some things are just a matter of pointing.

Mu Yi thanked him, and left the Taiji Hall under the pretext that he still had official business.

Fusheng gently pushed open the door and walked in with the food box.

Emperor Jingyong had already heard the movement outside just now, but he didn't hear it too clearly, he put down the fold, looked at Fusheng, and his eyes fell on the food box.

"Who sent it?"

Fusheng walked over with a smile, "Back to Your Majesty, it was sent in by the steward of the Gu Mansion, Xun Heijiawei."

It was said that the eldest lady in the house went to Zhuangzi to play, and when she saw that the persimmons on the mountain were good, she picked some and specially entrusted the steward to give them to her grandfather. ”

Emperor Jingyong was a little surprised, "That girl in the year of Xing? ”

Fusheng nodded, Gu Qinhan didn't have a biological son, who else could this eldest lady of the Gu Mansion be besides Gu Xingnian.

Emperor Jingyong thought of today's conversation with Grandma Wu, and his eyebrows suddenly relaxed, "He is a good boy who is filial and sensible." ”

Emperor Jingyong didn't think about it, this was actually ordered by Gu Su's family, but after thinking about it, Gu Su's family was not like a person who was good at flattery.

And even if it was what she ordered, according to the mind of the steward, it was impossible to agree.

After all, if he is used by someone with a heart, the consequences will be unimaginable.

I guess this is the little girl's own idea.

Gu Xingnian was the only young lady in the Gu Mansion for several generations, and Steward Gu was a house slave who grew up with Gu Jingting.

You don't have to think about it to guess that the usually thoughtful Gu steward softened in the face of the little girl's soft words.

This not only helps to do things, maybe, but also hides it from Gu Su's family.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jingyong smiled and shook his head.

Ask yourself, Gu Xingnian's girl is indeed pitiful in terms of appearance and character.

As long as it doesn't involve Jiangshan Sheji, he is willing to spoil and get used to her.

Emperor Jingyong said: "Take one and give it to me to taste." ”

Fusheng responded, but he didn't hand the persimmon over directly, but gave the palace maid on the side a look.

After a while, the maid came in with a tray with a small basin of water, a bowl and a silver spoon.

The palace maid opened the food box, picked out the persimmons, washed them in water, carefully peeled them, and then put them in a small bowl.

Then clean your hands, wipe them dry with a handkerchief, and then put the silver spoon in a bowl, carefully pick it up, and put it on the table in front of Emperor Jingyong.

The persimmons are ripe thoroughly, and they will not be astringent, but sweet, and they were picked by Gu Xingnian himself, and Emperor Jingyong took a silver spoon and scooped it several bites in a row.

Seeing that he was going to continue eating, Fusheng on the side hurriedly stopped him, "Your Majesty, persimmons are cold, so you shouldn't eat more." ”

Emperor Jingyong knew that Fusheng was thinking about his body, although he was a little disappointed, he also put down the silver spoon.

He glanced at the persimmons in the bowl with a little reluctance, and waved his hand, "Take it down, as for the remaining persimmons, send them to the queen, and let the queen and the holy woman of southern Xinjiang, Grandma Wu and the prince taste it." ”

Fusheng respectfully responded, gave the palace maid a look, and asked her to quickly put away the bowl, and he went to Kunning Palace with the food box.

Kunning Palace.

The queen was chatting with Grandma Wu and the holy maiden about Xiao Yan's days in southern Xinjiang, when she heard the movement outside and frowned slightly.

Everyone stopped chatting, and Xiao Yan, the party, breathed a sigh of relief.

The queen gave Linglong a look and asked her to see who was coming.

Linglong bowed her head and quietly retreated.

"What's wrong with the floating manager?"

Linglong looked at Fusheng, and was a little surprised, but when she thought of the southern Xinjiang witch and the holy woman in the hall...

Linglong stabilized her mind and lowered her voice, "But what does Your Majesty command?" ”

Fusheng shook his head, nodded again, and lifted the food box in his hand up, "The eldest lady of the Gu Mansion picked persimmons to honor Your Majesty."

No, Your Majesty asked our family to send some to the queen to try it too..."

Fusheng polished Emperor Jingyong's words a little, lowered his voice as he spoke, and then gave Linglong a few looks.

Linglong is not just the personal palace maid next to the queen, she is carefully cultivated by Emperor Jingyong, as her name suggests, she has a seven-trick exquisite heart, and she can be said to be a strategist around the queen.

After listening to Fusheng's words, he received his hints again, and immediately understood the deep meaning of Emperor Jingyong.

She took the food box and nodded, "The slave will send it to the mother." ”

Fusheng bowed his head in satisfaction, "Our family has to go back to resume their lives, so we will leave first." ”

Linglong turned sideways slightly, ordered a palace maid to send Fusheng out of Kunning Palace, and she carried a food box in.

Facing the queen's gaze, Linglong was slightly blessed and said: "Back to Niangniang, it was the head of the floating who came, saying that the eldest lady of the Gu Mansion went to play in the Zhuangzi, and saw that the persimmons were good, so she specially went to pick some persimmons in person to honor Your Majesty and Niangniang."

Your Majesty has already tasted it, and let Mr. Fu send the rest to you. ”

The main purpose of Grandma Wu and Ning Nanqi coming to the capital was to bring Gu Xingnian back to southern Xinjiang and succeed him as the holy daughter.

As soon as she heard Miss Gu Fu, she immediately guessed that the person Linglong said was Gu Xingnian.

The queen knew about this and knew Emperor Jingyong's plans.

Seeing that Ning Nanqi's expression was a little strange, the queen lowered her eyes slightly, raised her hand to cover her lips and chuckled: "Xingnian, this girl has a heart, and she still thinks about the palace and Your Majesty when she goes out to play." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ning Nanqi's face became even more ugly.

In her opinion, Gu Xing will succeed to the position of saint in the future, which is equivalent to being the emperor of southern Xinjiang, and it is not a good thing for her to be close to the emperor of the Dayong Dynasty.

Don't look at Ning Nanqi's appearance as a cold beauty who has no desires and no desires, in fact, she is not ambitious, since she succeeded to the position of saint, she is unwilling to bow down to the Dayong Dynasty in southern Xinjiang.

It's just that her bloodline is not pure enough to control the Gu King, and her planning has been fruitless for many years.

And this year, Grandma Wu figured out Gu Xingnian's existence in public during the sacrifice.

and bluntly said that Gu Xingnian has pure blood and is the next saint who can lead southern Xinjiang to prosperity, which caused those people she worked hard to persuade to defect one after another...

It's not that she didn't think about moving Gu Xingnian, but Grandma Wu is not something she can fight, no matter how unwilling Rao is heart is, Ning Nanqi can only accept her fate.

Grandma Wu didn't have any feelings.

In the future, Gu Xingnian will succeed to the position of the saint of Southern Xinjiang, whether she takes into account her family affection and continues to bow down to the Dayong Dynasty, or she is power-absorbed and wants to be the empress who dominates the party, it has nothing to do with her.

She just wants to complete the tasks assigned by the system, return to her own world as soon as possible, and return to her normal life.