When Tu Nan was leaving, Zhao Surui looked at her thin back, smacked his lips and said:

"I want to eat elbows."

The unremarkable handmaiden stopped putting on her cloak and turned to look at him.

"Okay, make an elbow for the girl tomorrow."

Zhao Surui looked away and didn't speak.

The estrangement since the fight against Shao Zhiqing was only let go at this time.

It's been a long time since he's eaten Tunan's elbow!

Wearing an inconspicuous cotton cloak and coming out of the yamen, Tu Nan glanced to the west and saw a few men standing by the wall.

She lowered her eyes and quickened her pace past the others, only to be stopped.

"The girl is Madame Shen's handmaiden?"

Tu Nan stopped, half-turned to face the man who spoke, his eyes still drooping, his fingers hooked into the cloak, and he looked cowardly and harmless.

The speaker, however, seemed to be more timid than she was, stopped three paces away from her, and bowed slightly:

"A certain is serving by the master's side, and he has a relationship with the girl, I wonder if the girl remembers?"

Tu Nan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, "That's fine. Excuse me, girl, Mrs. Shen is okay now."

As if she didn't know how to respond, the young maid panicked for a moment before she said, "It's good, it's good."

Her eyes moved lightly, and she didn't dare to lift her waist and abdomen a little, and she looked like she had been in the house for a long time and rarely interacted with outsiders, which made people unbearable to disturb.

The man smiled, "A certain surname Fang, these brothers behind me have been guarding here these days, if there is any trouble, the girl just tell them."

Nodding slightly, Tunan turned and left.

The man stood there and watched for a while, and someone behind him followed him:

"Shen Niangzi's two martial maids, I am more familiar with the one named Pei Feng, Pei Feng has a straightforward temperament, if it is not a woman, but has a bit of the character of a person in the army, this person named Tu Nan can also practice martial arts, but he hides deeply in the mansion."

"Hidden deeply?" The person who had just spoken to Tu Nan turned around, and he had a clear and elegant handsome appearance, "It is indeed deeply hidden, four...... Fourth Sister Yu, you let your people guard Shen Niangzi here, if there is anything, go to Shen's house to find this Tu Nan girl."

"Boss Fang, do you mean that this Tu Nan can speak in the Shen Mansion?"

Fang Qien, the chicken who left the palace, did not answer, and asked, "Have you checked the family name of Miss Tunan?"

Yu Simei blinked her little eyes and glanced at the direction in which Tu Nan left: "It is said that her surname is Ling, and when she was six years old, she followed her father to Shen Shao's door, her father used to be a dart walker, and when Prince Duansheng fell into the water, her father also jumped down, and he didn't come back."

Fang Qien nodded.

Didn't say anything more.

On the other side, Tu Nan walked onto the avenue without looking back, secretly remembering what he had just seen.

There are official boots on his feet, and the robe on his body looks plain green, but it is actually dark satin, and there are traces of stitch removal at the neckline, most of which are removed in order not to attract people's eyes.

It looks like he is also in his twenties and starts a family, but he has not yet grown a beard. ….

The fingers are long and thin, and there are calluses between the fingers, which can be seen that they are also proficient in writing and ink, and the body leans to the right side when standing, which should be a problem after standing for a long time.

What kind of big family, even the subordinates have to wear dark satin? Soap boots on your feet?

Can you still call the people of the West Factory like your own slaves?

Princely Princess? Disciple of the gate?

Bypassing a tree covered with snow underneath, several children shouted and passed in front of him, and Tu Nan exhaled softly.

Today's "girls" are arrogant and wanton but ruthless and stubborn, most of them are pampered young sons from large families, but they are in power and do not take human life seriously.

Such a person's life must be much better than being trapped in a deep house.

It's just that......

Tu Nan is still worried about his own girl.

Turning around, under the cover of layers of roof tiles, she couldn't even see the yamen that she had just walked out, let alone the place where the soul of her girl was hidden somewhere in Yanjing City.

Fang Qien didn't just leave the palace this time to come to see Shen Niangzi, or rather, taking a look at Shen Niangzi was not something His Majesty asked him to do after leaving the palace, but as a slave, he naturally had to keep his master in mind.

He got into the carriage at the gate of the yamen of the procuratorate, and after a while, he arrived in front of a mansion.

The door of the mansion was empty and there was not even a plaque, but there were several men and women standing in front of the door.

"How's it clean?"

"Back to the palm print, according to your orders, the courtyard has been cleaned, and the roof has been repaired before the snow falls, and new clothes and quilts have been prepared."

Walking up to the courtyard of the house, this courtyard can almost be described as "one glance to the end".

There are a few cypress trees in the not very open courtyard, and there is snow on the eaves and walls, even if it has been cleaned inside and out, it still reveals some withering that has not lived for a long time.

Fang Qien looked left and right, and at a glance saw the water tank placed on the wall.

"Are these two tanks new?"

"Back to the palm print, there were originally two water tanks in this yard, and there should be a bowl of lotus planted in it, but this yard has been open for a long time, the water in the tank has dried up, and the bowl lotus has also died, we got the tank again, and dug out the roots of the bowl lotus, I don't know if it can be fed next year."

"If you don't have a bowl of lotus, move two bamboos to the corner."

"Yes."

Several people immediately went to do it.

Fang Qien still felt that there were a lot of things missing from this courtyard, although he was a eunuch and came from a humble background, he had also seen the most prosperous and splendid scene in the world, and this empty small courtyard really made him look unpleasant.

"Isn't the color of the curtain too fancy......

"I think it's just right."

Hearing the woman's voice, Fang Qien hurriedly turned around and saluted:

"I've seen Mrs. Mi, I've seen Mrs. Shouchenghou."

The two women who came together also returned the salute to him:

"I've seen the square palm print."

Mi Xinlan raised her head and looked around, sighed softly, and said with a smile: "I really can't imagine that I will be able to meet Sister Yao here one day." ….

Fang Qien lowered his head and did not speak.

His Majesty issued an order to restore a cadre of old ministers, the first to bear the brunt of the former household servant Chu Jiyuan, Chu Jiyuan was raided that year, and his house was also confiscated, and it was also in this house that Chu Jiyuan, who had been in charge of the Dayong treasury for more than ten years, was turned out of all his family funds, but it was only thirty taels of broken silver.

Not even an official ingot.

Such a person was relegated to the southwest just because he did not agree with His Majesty's Western Expedition to the Northern Expedition?!

Mi Xinlan thinks this is a joke.

Chu Jiyuan's wife, Yao, was kind-hearted and open-minded, and she was good friends with her, because of this weight, when His Majesty asked her to welcome Yao back to the old mansion, she didn't spit on the head of the eunuch who delivered the message.

If there is a chance, Mi Xinlan even wants to ask His Majesty in person, if a loyal person like Chu Jiyuan still suffers from debasement and humiliation, what kind of person does His Majesty want to stand in this huge court? Is it a villain who bends the law for personal gain? Or is it a groveling mediocrity?

Liang Yuying, the wife of the Marquis of Shoucheng on the side, took the basket in the handmaid's hand and said with a smile:

"Mrs. Mi, I brought Magu wine and four-color dim sum to wash the dust for Mrs. Yao, I don't know if it can match her thoughts? I'm a very clumsy person, and I don't know how I can do this errand well, but after thinking about it for a long time, I think that I have some ability to make dim sum, and I make these dishes of dim sum myself."

Mi Xinlan saw that she was smiling honestly and honestly, and the fire in her heart could only be endured, the woman in front of her was also a hard-working person, and she couldn't say that she would be affected by the fire.

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Mrs. Shouchenghou coaxed Mi to stop, and Fang Qien's heart was relieved:

"Mrs. Mi, what Your Majesty means is that there should be someone by Mrs. Yao's side, and it is up to you how to make the decision."

"I brought people over, all of them were old people, and I hired another cook from outside. Sister Yao is generous, not widowed, how can the peach-colored curtain not be used? I think this curtain is good, and there is no need to change it, but the steps in front of this door must be re-tightened, otherwise it will be too slippery with frost and snow."

This is also simple, Fang Qien waved his hand to the person, and immediately someone came over to raise the stone steps, and there was no need to re-draw the lines on it, and in less than two moments, a new stone step was replaced.

Seeing that they were working neatly, Mi Xinlan didn't say anything at all.

After another hour, a carriage wrapped tightly in cotton stopped in front of the door.

First, a woman in her twenties led a girl of seven or eight years old to get down from the carriage, and when she saw two richly dressed ladies waiting in front of the door, she hurriedly pulled the child to salute.

Mi Shi looked at her for a moment, first with joy, and the next moment, she saw clearly the white flowers on the woman's head and the plain white cotton jacket on the little girl's body.

Shocked, Michaels looked into the carriage in disbelief and asked urgently:

"Yuan Jin, where is your mother?"

Chu Yuanjin buried her head between her arms, and after a while, she whispered:

"Auntie, my mother has been working hard since she took me back to my hometown, weaving and spinning every day to send money to my father, and I became ill from hard work, so I went in October this year."

Mi Xinlan took a step back, her heart was shocked, she never thought that the Yao family had worked hard with Chu Jiyuan all her life, and she would go before she could see some light.

Liang Yuying hurriedly helped her, and went to help Chu Yuanjin:

"Good boy, I've hurt you."

Embraced by a warm embrace, Chu Yuanjin finally couldn't help but howl:

"My mother has worked hard with my father all her life! My dad suffered, she will only eat more! My father was exiled, I was divorced, my mother took me back to my hometown, and now my father has been rehabilitated, but my mother is gone! Auntie, my mother is gone!"

The terrible cry alarmed the little girl next to her, and she began to cry with a flat mouth:

"Su'er's grandmother is gone, Su'er has no grandmother! Su'er doesn't want her grandfather to be an official, Su'er wants her grandmother to come back!"

A shrill cry echoed through the narrow alleyway.

Fang Qien took two steps back slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and commanded softly:

"Hurry back to the palace and send a message to the emperor, Lord Chu's wife Yao has passed away, and we all know in the capital, I'm just afraid that Lord Chu doesn't know the news yet."

"Yes."

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