Emperor Zhaode, who came to the menstrual event, not only wanted to eat roast lamb shank, he could also eat tricks, baked into a golden crispy dough cake with eggs and noodles, seasoned with sesame seeds and peppercorns, cut with a knife, soft and white on the inside, crispy and delicious on the outside, the roast lamb leg meat that was cut into slices was dipped in thick cumin and sandwiched inside, and when you bite down, the thick oil and water are sucked by the dough, and there is an extra deliciousness.

It is not enough to have a dough cake with meat, Zhao Surui also asked for a lamb head meat with green onion by name.

Tu Nan knew that he had eaten a lot at this time, so he served him another six side dishes with two hot and four cold, plus a small bowl of rice wine and stewed eggs.

This rice wine was specially bought by Tu Nan from a southern goods store, and the black beans were boiled together with the eggs, and then soaked in warm rice wine when the eggs were boiled black.

The black eggs made Emperor Zhaode's mouth as flat as a duck, and if he hadn't heard that this would make his menstrual affairs less uncomfortable, he would not have eaten them.

With his eyes closed and gritting his teeth, he took a bite, only to find that the thing was still edible—Tu Nan put some sugar in it.

I don't know if it's rice wine to invigorate blood, or if this black black bean egg is really useful, after eating, he sat on the bed holding the quilt for a while, Zhao Surui felt that he had a little energy.

It just so happened that Admiral Zhuangzi had included this year's harvest in the book and sent it along with the New Year's goods.

Looking at the booklet, and then at the woman standing aside, Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows:

"You are the Weeping Cloud, who once served by my side?"

"Yes, on the day the girl was in the courtyard, the slave and maid were there, but they didn't talk to the girl."

The woman in a lotus-colored money jacket bowed her head with a faint smile on her face.

"Haven't you already been let out and married? Ah Chi said that you are also a lady now, why do you still call yourself a slave?"

"The slave maid followed the lady at the age of five, and came to the girl's side at the age of nine, and has been a slave maid to the girl for twenty years, and it is closer to the girl to call herself so in front of the girl."

The words on the account book are beautiful and neat, very similar to Ah Chi's words, but they are more powerful than Ah Chi's words, which shows that Ah Chi's hairpin flower is taught by the woman in front of him.

Calculating the age, Chuiyun is also nearly thirty years old, her speech and demeanor are down-to-earth and generous, and her every move is just right, if you don't say it, no one can see that she is a maid, but it reminds him of the female officials in the palace, those women are all good families from scholarly families, and compared with Chuiyun, most of them are still inferior.

The maid beside Shen Sanru is really a top brilliant.

Zhao Surui tilted the armrest of the chair and put the small hand stove on his stomach.

"What do you think of my management of this Zhuangzi?"

"The girl manages Zhuangzi with clear rewards and punishments, and she is decisive, quite like the style of a lady in the past."

Ouch, that's boasting about yourself.

Zhao Surui suddenly looked at this hanging cloud a lot more pleasing to the eyes.

Tu Nan Pei Feng Ah Chi these three girls, Tu Nan talks little, occasionally talks a lot, it makes him angry, Pei Feng is very wooden in the matter of meeting the horse, Ah Chi, there are many words, but he likes to listen to little.

Now I finally have someone who speaks nicely!

Zhao Surui was satisfied, but his face was not obvious, and he continued to look at the booklet in his hand.

The main thing to look at is the time when he entered Yanjing City, and seeing that the expenditure on Zhuangzi is still safe, he nodded.

"The girl is not there, Pei Feng not only takes the men to practice every day, but also takes them to repair canals and build houses, and he has a lively life every day."

"That's not bad, people are also easy to slack off in winter, so they can save some trouble if they have something to do."

Having stayed in the barracks, Zhao Surui knows that the days are short in winter and the nights are long, it is difficult for soldiers to go out of the camp to practice, and when people are idle, they will inevitably have troubles, fights and brawls are trivial, and what is even more unbearable is that it is dirty to think about it.

Waving his hand to make himself forget the dirty things he had heard from those veterans in the past, Zhao Surui finished flipping through the account books and looked at Chuiyun again.

"Before, Tu Nan said that you went to do something for me, and she didn't know more, Ah Chi should have also told you about my past

Forget it, tell me, what did I let you do before?"

Weeyun took out a splendid bag from his bosom, which contained two envelopes.

"The slave maid sent a letter for the girl, a letter was sent to Princess Yueqing's mansion, and a letter was sent to Lord Shi, although there were some twists and turns on the way, the slave maid finally got everything done."

Looking at the two reply letters, Zhao Surui's heart moved.

Lord Shi? Shi Wence?

It turned out that he had long known the grievances that Shen Sanfu had suffered over the years, no wonder he cried like that in prison.

Thinking of the black tower-like Shi Wence sobbing again, Zhao Surui couldn't hold back in the end, and supported his forehead with his hand.

Brain pain! Brain pain! Don't think about it! Don't think about it!

Looking at the two envelopes again, Zhao Surui was a little proud, Shen Sanrui must have some conspiracy in secret, just like the gunpowder recipes she hid and the ciphertexts that he couldn't understand, maybe they had been placed in front of him, and he was not allowed to enter.

Now, with these two replies to him, he has finally got a key.

Hey, hey, when he pulled out the things that Shen Sanzhu was hiding and tucked out, he wanted to see if the traitor could still hold up that plain face and say weird words of yin and yang!

Thinking like this, Zhao Surui's movements became solemn, picked up an envelope printed with a double carp pattern, he carefully tore off the seal on it, and pulled out the letter.

The letter paper is thin.

There don't seem to be many words either.

Looking at the window, he didn't see any special marks or anything, and Zhao Surui opened the letter.

"I see."

Just four words.

Not only did he not raise his head, but he didn't even pay for it.

After reading these four words four or five times, Zhao Surui craned his neck and asked Chuiyun:

"Whose reply is this?"

"Back to the girl, it's a letter from Princess Yueqing."

Princess Yueqing? His little aunt? Just reply to Shen Sanfu with these four words?

Zhao Surui took a deep breath and picked up another envelope, this envelope was much rougher at first glance, the glue on the seal was not evenly coated, Zhao Surui was also impatient, and opened the envelope with the dog's paws.

There were a lot of words on the letter—seven.

"I see, don't worry."

As usual, there is no head-up, no payment, and not even an idle chapter.

What can be seen from this?

Zhao Surui still didn't give up, and looked at Chuiyun again: "What else did they tell you?"

Chuiyun stepped aside when he opened the letter, still smiling at this time: "Girl, Princess Yueqing said that she will be able to do what the girl asked her to do, so that the girl can rest assured. As for Lord Shi, he didn't say anything, but as soon as he received the letter, he wanted to return to Beijing, just to explain the things in the village, and less than half a month later, Lord Yao wrote that he had been recalled to Beijing by His Majesty, and Master Shi set off together."

I didn't say anything.

was depressed in his heart, Zhao Surui didn't forget to calculate the time according to what Chuiyun said, Chuiyun set off after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Shi Wence only returned to Beijing at the beginning of the month.

came and went, and it turned out to be more than three months of travel.

"How did you know about Shi Wen...... Where is Uncle Shi?"

"Girl, you said before, Lord Shi is not idle, the slave maid arrived in Guizhou and asked everywhere if there was a black tower-like Han who taught people to read and write, and asked for half a month whether they got the news in Tongren Mansion, and when they arrived in Puding County, the county ordered Lord Lu to make friends with Lord Shi, and specially sent someone to take the slave and the maid and his wife to Bijiewei to find Lord Shi, and when the slave and maid found Lord Shi, Lord Shi was teaching a group of Luo Luo people * literacy." ap.

Since entering the border of Guizhou, I began to ask, following the town to visit the village, where it is not like the Central Plains, the jungle is dense with mountains and rivers are treacherous, and the dense barbarian tribes also have a lot of plundering of the Han people.

With such talents, it is enough to be a scout in the army!

Zhao Surui looked at the chuiyun again, god

The color is also a little more solemn.

"You're a man of perseverance and ability."

Chuiyun still smiled: "Since the girl has explained the matter to Chuiyun, Chuiyun will naturally do things well."

"Your name is Chuiyun, what's your last name?"

"The slave's surname is Xue."

Xue Chuiyun is really a meteorological name.

Zhao Surui nodded and wrote it down in his heart.

This is a loyal and useful talent!

Placing the small copper stove on one side, he sat up slightly upright.

"Do you know what's written in my two letters?"

"The letter that the girl asked the slave to send must be extremely important, and the slave and maid dare not open it lightly."

— It doesn't have to be so faithful.

didn't ask what he wanted to know, Zhao Surui paused again.

Three letters, Shen Sanfu sent out three letters, the first one was to let the nearest Aunt Liu come to solve her current urgency, the second one, the third one, what did she want to do?

Wait a minute......

Zhao Surui picked up Princess Yueqing's reply letter to Shen Sanru again.

There was nothing on the letter, but these four words alone showed some closeness.

The relationship between his little aunt and Shen Sanfu was by no means a general friendship.

Thinking of this section, Zhao Surui hurriedly recalled what Ah Chi said to him about Princess Yueqing in the past.

Pigments, dyeing cloth, dyeing workshops......

"Chuiyun, did I ask you to send some dye recipes to Princess Yueqing in the past."

Chuiyun raised his head slightly, with a look of surprise on his face: "Girl, do you remember?"

Zhao Surui was proud in his heart: "The letter that Princess Yueqing exchanged with me in the past, can you be with you?"

Chuiyun shook his head again: "The girl and Princess Yueqing don't have any correspondence."

Zhao Surui: "Then how did I hook up with Princess Yueqing...... Coming and going?"

"The girl and Princess Yueqing have no contact, but the girl heard that Princess Yueqing built a dyeing workshop and a weaving workshop to help the helpless woman settle down, so she asked the slave to send some dye recipes to the past, Princess Yueqing gave the girl a sum of money and silver every year, and the girl asked the slave to collect the money for the girl, and only occasionally bought some painting materials for the girl to enter the house."

"Silver?" Hearing these two words, Zhao Surui came back to his strength, even if he couldn't know Shen Sanrui's secret, it would be good for him to dig up Shen Sanrui's treasury!

"How much silver have I put in you?"

"Don't worry, girl, the slave maid did what the girl ordered, and exchanged the silver for books long before leaving for the southwest, and bought thousands of copies."

Zhao Surui: "......" That's a thousand books! It's worth a few thousand taels of silver! His silver!

Holding on to the table, Zhao Surui suddenly felt his blood surge.

Definitely.

This maid called Chuiyun seems to be very useful.

Why can't he use it?

The wise and martial Emperor Zhaode suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart.

"Well, stand down." Zhao Surui felt that if Xue Chuiyun was clubbed in front of him again, he would be going to charge Shen Sanwu again.

Chuiyun retreated, and Zhao Surui called Tu Nan again.

"You bring Xie Lin'an alone, don't let Xie Feng'an know." So he commanded.

Tu Nan went, and a moment later, Xie Lin'an, who was in rags, knelt down to salute him as soon as he entered the house.

"Xie Lin'an, you tell me in detail about your Xie family's rebellion."

Zhao Surui played with the hand stove in his arms with a smile on his face.