Shen Junzhuo came out of the Jiuhua Hall and went to the yamen for most of the day.

He has been thinking that the palace maid in the Shangyi Bureau died strangely, and with the temper of a saint, he would not be able to do such a jealous thing, let alone leave a clear handle to the official. But as soon as the long history beside the saint left the Shangyi Bureau, the palace maid died, and no one else saw her during this period. Based on the information that can be grasped now, the murderer really pointed directly at the saint.

A tea cup was pinched in his hand for a long time, from hot to cold. He thought for a moment and smiled self-deprecatingly. Is it true that people in high positions are like this, they naturally don't trust anyone, even if he is the most trusted person in the official family in the eyes of others, he can't get his complete trust.

He will do some self-righteous things behind his back, and if he can do it well, he can still admire him as a master, and he will mess up a lot of times, and then use his little cleverness, and make up a barely reasonable reason for him to clean up the aftermath.

Just like this time, there is no need to dig into who killed the palace maid. He prefers to believe that it is the handiwork of the official family himself, and the purpose is nothing more than killing two birds with one stone, so that the saint has a reputation of jealousy, and taking this opportunity to find help from the court is another.

He understood his thoughts, so he simply helped him and said what he wanted to say directly, which also showed that they were single-minded. But who does this help choose? How many officials, large and small, in the court, are all prime ministers, and they chose their daughters and sisters to enter the palace, not to find helpers for the officials themselves, but to add firewood to the fire cooking oil of the prime minister's mansion.

Then we can only choose one person from some people who are not well-known, but who have real jobs, and can play a decisive role in the subtleties at critical times. But it is too difficult to find people who meet such conditions, and the official family has handed over the problem to him again.

He played with the teacup in his hand, looked at the tea in it and probed the edge of the teacup, and when it was about to flow out, he immediately retreated. As he pondered like this, a knock on the door suddenly sounded at the door, awakening his mind. He looked at the door and shouted:

"Who?"

The door was quiet for a moment, and the next moment a short little eunuch pushed the door with his head down and walked in.

Shen Junzhuo's eyes narrowed, and his sharp eyes fell on the little eunuch's face.

The little eunuch was not in a hurry, raised his head, met Shen Junzhuo's gaze with a pair of bright eyes, and looked over.

Shen Junzhuo was taken aback, he didn't expect that Empress Liu would come to see him in such a dress, so he hurriedly stood up from the chair, leaned down, and saluted in a proper manner, saying:

"Greetings, saint!"

Empress Liu showed a smile on her face, stepped forward to help him up, and said:

"Shen Qing, please get up quickly. When you came to the palace on the first day of junior high school, there were many people and messy, and I couldn't say a word to you. It's the old lady, the palace saw that she looked good, compared to the previous year, she was even younger, it can be seen that everything in the house is going well, and the old lady can have such a good complexion. ”

As he spoke, he walked past him, sat down in the chair he had just gotten up, and looked up at him.

Shen Junzhuo turned around, guarding the duties of a courtier, bowing his head slightly, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what to look at, and said to Queen Liu:

"Before the minister had time to thank the saint for his grace, my mother received the reward and was grateful to the saint."

Empress Liu looked at him with interest, and knew that he was different from others, and he would not say such a large series of grateful nonsense, and there were so many words that were in line with etiquette. She waved her hand, and because she knew that he would not look into her eyes, a pair of wonderful eyes coiled around him unscrupulously, and said with a smile:

"This year's reward for the old lady, the palace has added one percent. Among them, there is a set of gold-inlaid tourmaline heads that are the most valuable, and there is also a azure cloud brocade shirt, the color is tender, and I don't know who the old lady will wear. ”

Shen Junzhuo knew that she was asking if he was talking about his relatives, and a disgust rose in his heart, and he said lightly:

"I really don't know who my mother will give to, and I won't disappoint the saint."

Empress Liu simply hated his alienation, always keeping people away from thousands of miles away, but it was this kind of bearing that made her feel fascinated. She squinted at him for a long time, and then he stood there composed, without the slightest discomfort or embarrassment, as if he were enjoying a leisurely time alone.

On the contrary, she became a little discouraged the more she looked at it. She suddenly stood up, walked to Shen Junzhuo's side, and said:

"It's not too early, Hongu has gone back. Shen Qing also has to take care of himself, when he is busy with errands, he should rest for a few days, and the sky will not fall. ”

After saying that, he went out of the door by himself and went in the direction of the harem.

Shen Junzhuo raised his eyes to look at her back, and a pair of cold eyes were filled with frost. She wouldn't know about the affairs of the Shangyi Bureau, but she didn't mention a word when she came, she was unscrupulous, and she didn't take the opponent of the official family in her eyes?

Zhao Feiyong came out of nowhere, stood beside him, and was about to open his mouth to speak, when he closed his mouth in fright by a look from him.

Shen Junzhuo flicked his sleeves and said:

"Pack up and go home."

Zhao Feiyong responded, there was nothing to clean up, nothing more than some letters scattered on the bookcase. He gathered up the letter and went outside to drive the carriage to the door.

Shen Junzhuo got into the carriage with a calm face, and he was not in a very good mood. Thinking of the clothes that Queen Liu said, I somehow thought of Shu Yao. Suddenly remembered that in the morning, Mrs. Yu asked him to prepare a gift for her, and only then did she feel a little interested, and lifted the curtain and instructed Zhao Feiyong:

"Go and prepare a hairpin, and ask for something valuable."

When Zhao Feiyong heard this at first glance, he thought that he had heard it wrong, when did the general ask people to buy things for women? After thinking about it carefully, I think it is not impossible, although the general does not have a daughter-in-law, after all, there is still Mrs. Yu, and it is natural for a son to be filial to his mother. That day he took a basket of eggs back, and his mother laughed and praised him for finally having a heart. Like a general, buy a valuable hairpin for Mrs. Yu, and Mrs. Yu will definitely be happy to close her mouth.

Since it was worn by Mrs. Yu, she must pay attention to an atmosphere, and it is the filial piety of a general, and she will definitely not feel distressed how much money she spends. Thinking about it this way, what kind of hairpin to make, he roughly had a plan in his heart, and responded loudly with a smile:

"Well, General, wait and see!"

Somehow, when Shen Junzhuo heard what he said, he felt a little regretful that he had handed over this matter to him, and after thinking about it, he felt that Zhao Feiyong was quite reliable, and such a trivial matter would not be messed up, so he hummed and said:

"Give it to me before twenty-two."

Zhao Feiyong shook the reins of the horse, drove the car steadily, and responded:

"General, don't worry!"