Song Zhi has been in Helan Mansion for so many years, she has always thought that Helan Kangnian and eldest grandson Qinglu are just a superficial husband and wife, but she didn't expect to come to see her for Helan's family today.

"The concubine is wearing good makeup." The eldest grandson Qinglu has not yet arrived, and the voice is the first to appear.

Before Song Zhiren arrived at the door of the Yilan Palace, he saw the eldest grandson walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Why did Mrs. Helan have time to enter the palace today? Is Prince Helan okay? "Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, even if the two of them had something to deal with before, they won't show it on the bright side now.

"It's all good, it's all good." The eldest grandson Qinglu smiled more and more kindly, if people who didn't know her, they would definitely think that she was a kind and kind rich person.

The eldest grandson Qinglu has his back to the eldest grandson's family, and there is an older brother who works as an errand in the household department, and he heard that his younger brother has also won the list, and he will enter the palace on an errand in a few days. It's a pity that even with such a wealthy family background, she can't give birth to children, and she has developed a spicy and domineering personality by mistake.

I don't know what kind of mood she felt when she looked at He Lanyan and He Lanzhuo in the lonely night.

"It's just.... The youngest son of my family thinks about you very much, and now for you, he rebelled against his father in court, and now he is punished to kneel in the family ancestral hall. The eldest grandson Qinglu held his headdress, and the lie came as soon as he opened his mouth.

If she told some other lies, Song Zhi might still believe it, she actually said that He Lanzhuo knelt down in the family ancestral hall for Song Zhi, then Song Zhi would definitely not believe it.

When Song Zhigang was rescued by He Lanzhuo, He Lanzhuo wanted to put her in Helan Mansion, but Helan Kangnian just didn't agree, and threatened that if He Lanzhuo wanted to talk about her and bring her into the mansion, he would punish him to kneel in the family ancestral hall.

Helan Zhuo was on the street next to Helan Mansion and set up a two-entry house for Song Zhizhi.

"Madam, don't be kidding, this palace is now His Majesty's concubine, how can it be compared to your son?" Song Zhi had a gun and a stick in his words, and he was no longer so humble and obedient.

The eldest grandson Qinglu was faced, and he didn't want to pretend anymore, so he simply made it clear directly, "You became a concubine by relying on those unpopular means, but don't forget that you went out of our Helan Mansion, if you didn't have us, would you still have your current status?" ”

The eldest grandson Qinglu threw the medicinal powder brought by He Lanzhuo a few days ago in front of Song Zhi again, with an arrogant look on his face.

Song Zhi lowered his head and sneered, and pushed the medicinal powder back in front of Eldest Sun Qinglu, "Madam, I have made it very clear that I will not do such a thing, besides, Helan Mansion did not allow me to live there at the beginning, but it was only after Helan Zhuo told you about the benefits of sending me into the palace, and after you thought about it a lot, you allowed me to enter the palace to learn the ceremony." ”

"Okay, you cheap slave, you've only been by my little nephew's side for a year, and you don't talk like a slave, dare to bully me!" The eldest grandson Qinglu pretended to beat Song Zhi.

After experiencing Zhao Yichen's torture, what was the plan for the beating in front of him, Song Zhi was no longer the Song Zhi he used to be, those humble and obedient, without any warm words, just let people use themselves again and again.

Song Zhi stood up and met the hand that the eldest grandson Qinglu pretended to fight, "Madam, this palace repeats, this palace has nothing to do with Helan Mansion, please don't use this as a threat in the future, whether Helan Zhuo is dead or alive has nothing to do with me." ”

At this moment, Song Zhi finally understood why Zhao Yichen had to let Song Zhi practice his bones and learn words again.

In the past, they were all humble and bowed, where are they worthy of those words of fairy wind and bones, and how are they worthy of the Mobao scrolls left by those literati who worked so hard to leave.

The eldest grandson Qinglu is used to being arrogant, few people in Jinzhou City dare to show her face, even Zhao Yichen wants her to be a little thin, she was in Song Zhi's Yilan Palace, and she was humiliated by a slave she once regarded as a slave.

After sending away the eldest grandson Qinglu, the venerable god, Song Zhi finally had time to free up his hands to sort out the vacant scrolls in the library.

"Zhang Neishi, I want to ask why there is no record in this part?"

"Back to the concubine Niangniang, this paragraph involves some palace secrets, so it is not placed in the library building."

"Where are you now?"

"In Xu Zongxian's Inspectorate."

"Isn't it a royal secret? How could it be put in the Inspectorate? ”

"This.... The slave didn't know that since the slave took over the master of ceremonies, this part of the book has been placed in the Inspectorate. ”

Everyone in the palace knows that the wind direction of the harem is about to change.

"When will Xu Zongxian go to the Heavenly Temple in the near future?" Song Zhi opened the vacant bookcase and wiped the dust on it with a handkerchief.

"Judging from the archives, Xu Zongxian generally entered the palace and left the palace at the beginning of Chen." Qingyue vaguely remembered all kinds of account books sent today, which clearly recorded the time when the courtiers entered the palace.

Song Zhidu leaned on the wooden carved window, a silver-white robe draped casually on her body, she looked at the mandarin duck depicted in the book, although it was just a small bird, they both knew each other's love, and remembered Li Si who saw in that room.

Her beautiful eyes gathered a pool of autumn water, lively and splendid, light and graceful, only more than thirteen years old, but forever stayed in people's memories.

There was a strong connection lingering in Song Zhi's heart, that day by the palace wall, I happened to hear the palace maid say that Li Si's death was unusual, so could the missing file be related to Li Si's death?

Song Zhi had this curiosity and slept soundly, thanks to Qingyue waking her up, she didn't miss the hour.

Jinzhou in April is still a little humid, especially before sunrise, and it is easy to get wet shoes and socks after staying outside for a long time.

She waited outside the side door of the Heavenly Temple for a long time, and she could vaguely feel a little wetness on the tip of her shoes before she saw Xu Xingzhi walking out of the outside of the Heavenly Temple.

"Xu Zongxian stays!" Song Zhi hurriedly caught up.

"The concubine is in makeup." Xu Xingzhi shook his hands, a little caught off guard.

"Hmm... I would like to ask you, is there a part of the Inspectorate about.... The missing scroll in the library? Song Zhi wanted to be direct, but after all, it was outside Zhao Yichen's Heavenly Temple, so it was better to be careful.

"Back to the concubine Niangniang, there is indeed a thing, if the concubine Niangniang needs it, the minister will send someone to send it to the Yilan Palace later."

"Isn't it about the secret of the palace?"

"No, it's just that the people in the palace are terrible and spread falsehoods."

"Then thank you Mr. Xu."

This is Xu Xingzhi's first contact with Song Zhi, in fact, the sentence he answered Song Zhi had a pun.

Everyone in the palace is rumoring that Song Zhi relied on the means of the fox to bewitch the lord to snatch Qiu Yutong's position, and relied on those unpopular kung fu to win Zhao Yichen's affection.

When he saw Song Zhi for the first time, Xu Xingzhi knew that she was definitely not the kind of person who was passed on by word of mouth in the palace, although she was not so dignified, she was definitely not the kind of person who relied on hue to be superior.

It can only be said that human words will cover the truth of the facts with a layer of illusion.