On the second day, Qiao Hua woke up from exhaustion, cooked all the steamed buns in the division's room, and then went to Huanyifang with Shuangdie.

Qiao Hua has a bottom in his heart, if this game can bring down the household department in one fell swoop, and even bring down the pious king, then he can use the investigation of the pious king to find out the perjury of his parents' rebellion.

It's just that this road is too long, and even she feels that she can more or less control Sikongjun's safety in the palace, which is what she wants. Although it is difficult to stay with him for a long time, as long as they are okay with each other, they are also satisfied.

After breakfast, there was a noisy sound in the Shanggong Bureau, but this sound was not as noisy as usual, but more like joy.

Shuangdie brought a basin of clothes and handed it to Qiao Hua: "What do you think Qiao Hua, we still have so many clothes to wash, don't look like you've lost your soul." ”

Qiao Hua wiped the thin sweat on his forehead: "Shuangdie, why are the sisters of the Shanggong Bureau happy today, and they are also very active." ”

Shuangdie sat down and rubbed his clothes, looked at Qiao Hua and said, "You are so smart, can't you think of it?" As you said, after a while, it will be the period of amnesty, and everyone will naturally be active in doing things, and I am afraid that I am really happy in my heart. ”

"Yes," Qiao Hua's eyes seemed to be happy and envious, and said, "I'm afraid many of them haven't seen their families in ten years, right?" ”

Hearing this, Shuangdie lowered his head and looked at the clear water in the basin and said, "Not to mention ten years, some people have been taken into the palace since childhood, and they may not know what the world outside is like. ”

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, life is not easy." Qiao Hua said the same.

Shuangdie breathed a sigh of relief, as if relieving the past: "I'm talking about myself, but I voluntarily entered the palace when I was a child, otherwise I would starve to death on the streets." I'm not from Chang'an, Qiao Hua, you haven't seen the streets full of hunger, have you? ”

The sound of the water of the clothes hit Qiao Hua's mind one after another, and even the movements of his hands slowed down unconsciously. Qiao Hua shook his head: "I really haven't seen the streets full of starving people, listening to you, I feel that the hairs on my back stand up." ”

It's not the first time I've felt so chilling.

Shuangdie slowly raised her eyebrows, her eyes were slightly red, "Qiao Hua, my father and mother ......" said, Shuangdie couldn't support it anymore, forcibly endured the sobbing back, and said: "Concubine Xian Niangniang is like my reborn parents, without her, I really don't know how to live in the palace." ”

Qiao Hua was moved, "That's why so many people volunteered to accompany Concubine Xian to the funeral, after the death of Niangniang Xian, the palace maids and eunuchs of the entire Zhujing Hall died." ”

Shuangdie's expression moved slightly, as if she was a little frightened, and said to Qiao Hua: "Concubine Xian Niangniang tried her best to let me leave the Zhujing Palace before she died, and drove me to the Shang Palace Bureau, I don't know why." ”

Qiao Hua's eyebrows jumped, wiped his forehead, tried to make himself more sober, and said, "Then everything is unknown." Oh yes, Double Butterfly, does Your Majesty believe in the heavens? ”

"This is natural, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, of course I believe in the heavens."

"Oh...... It is no wonder that the emperor and queen will go out of the palace to worship the heavens before the amnesty period. Double Butterfly, I'm worried that I'll be kicked out of the palace, but my goal has not been achieved yet, and I don't want to be amnesty out of the palace yet. ”

Shuangdie patted Qiao Hua's hands lightly and said, "It's okay, people like us won't be released from the palace, because we are homeless, a few weak women, how can we make a living when we leave the palace?" ”

Qiao Hua smiled: "This may also be a good thing for me now...... Since His Majesty and the Empress will pray for the blessing of the Tang Dynasty, then later, when I am done, I will also go to the Buddha Hall alone, as if I was praying for myself. ”

Shuangdie's skin was like snow, and he smiled: "You are such a good person, of course everything can go well, I believe that the Bodhisattva will bless you, if you want to go to the Buddha Hall alone later, be careful on the road." ”

"Yes, thank you, Twin Butterfly."

Qiao Hua helped the hairpin on his head and looked up at the sky, but the sky in the morning was gradually darkening, the lead clouds in the distance were hanging low in patches, and the swallows flew over the cornices in an arc high in the sky on the palace wall. Qiao Hua then remembered that it had not rained a heavy rain for a long time, and it seemed that the clothes that were washed in the morning were difficult to dry in the yard today. Heavy rain is coming, and the clouds are thick, as if they are about to collapse the high palace walls of the Great Yin Palace.

After the king told Su Jieyu all the arrangements last night, Su Jieyu asked Jing'er to bring some silver to Qiao Hua today, so that Qiao Hua could have money to reward the eunuchs in the palace. Originally, King Sui wanted to use Jing'er's hand to communicate with Qiao Hua's secret letter, but Su Jieyu was always worried about being discovered, and repeatedly rejected King Sui's proposal.

This autumn rain swept away the trees that still had dead leaves in the palace, leaving no leaves, only the petals of begonias everywhere had traces of heavy rain.

In the evening, Jing'er took some embroidery thread and a bag of silver from Hanliang Palace, came to the outside of the division's room, and asked Shuangdie to go in and call Qiao Hua out.

Shuangdie smiled briskly: "Miss Qiao Hua just went to the Buddha Hall and said that the amnesty period is approaching, so she can pray for herself." ”

Jing'er pouted and quipped: "Hey, I finally stepped on the mud after the rain, but I didn't see Qiao Hua." ”

Shuangdie waved his hand: "You said it was funny, so let's do it, there is something that Fu'an and I can transfer to Qiao Hua." ”

Jing'er shook her head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you're busy with yours, I'll just go to the Buddha Hall by myself." ”

After that, Shuangdie didn't say anything, but told Jing'er to beware of the slippery road after the rain. Jing'er took a slight breath and said, "I'll be careful, the air after the rain is really fresh." ”

In this way, Jing'er took the things given by Su Jieyu again, turned around from the Shanggong Bureau, and came all the way to the Buddha Hall.

The Buddha hall under the twilight quadrangle actually looks a little deserted, and the wind along the way is also intimidating, no wonder Chen Meiren and Yang Cairen were very resistant to coming to the Buddha Hall to pray for blessings during the Midyear Festival two months ago.

Before entering the hall, there was a smell of sesame oil wafting out, Jing'er poked her head and tiptoed in, the hall was very quiet, it seemed that no matter how impetuous the person was, when he came here, he would involuntarily calm down.

The Buddha hall is empty, Jing'er looks at the back wall, and there is a person kneeling in the center of the hall, which is Qiao Hua.

Qiao Hua put the hand-copied Buddhist scriptures on the platform, and prayed with his hands folded: "...... I hope you can return safely from a long distance. Qiao Hua, the believer, didn't ask for too much, but asked the Buddha to bless him safe and sound, so that he could come back to see me as soon as possible. ”

After speaking, Qiao Hua kowtowed again, bowing down, his heart must be sincere.

Jing'er originally wanted to go in and hand over the things to Qiao Hua, but after a little thought, she tiptoed out. Jing'er held her things and stood outside the Buddha hall, waiting for Qiao Hua to come out after praying.