The queen was immediately relieved, this little lady was devoted to the prince, and there was some humanity in the East Palace in the future.

I still wanted to talk to Cui Jiao for a few words, but I didn't have time to keep anyone anymore at the moment, so I hurried to the Zichen Hall where the Son of Heaven lived.

Cui Jiao couldn't go with him, he honestly went back to the East Palace, and after entering the corridor room, he was surrounded by three female histories and asked about the east and west, Cui Jiao showed them the jewelry rewarded by the queen with a smile, and said a few good words about the queen's easy-going kindness, before mentioning the emerald stone seen in the Penglai Palace.

was laughed at by the female historians for being like a farmer, and she didn't even know Feng Songshi.

"That is one of the three treasures of the Fuyu Kingdom, and only the Zichen Palace, the Penglai Palace, the Hanxiang Palace, and the Chongwen Hall and the Xiangwang Mansion where His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lives have this treasure," Mu Xiang told her.

Fuyu country three treasures of fire jade, clear wine, wind turquoise, Cui Jiao read in the "Xuanmuro Zhi" before, it is rumored that the wind turquoise is as clear as jade, there is an ancient pine texture on the stone, placed indoors in midsummer, naturally cool, at the time I thought it was nonsense, I didn't expect that there was really this kind of strange stone.

Needless to say, Zichen Hall and Penglai Palace, Hanxiang Hall is where Wang Guifei lives, this Wang Guifei is extremely favored, together with Wang Guifei born to King Xiang, also deeply loved today, the ordinary prince has to leave Chang'an to enter the domain after the age of fifteen, this King Xiang is only two years younger than the prince, and is still in Chang'an, and now he has built the Xiangwang Mansion for him.

Cui Jiao inquired a little about the royal family with Nanxing before, and knew that the emperor had a gap with the East Palace.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not from the queen, the biological mother is a palace maid with an unknown surname, the palace maid died early, or because of witch Gu, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was still the third prince, was only four years old, and suddenly suffered from cat ghost disease (1), and it was also infected to the eldest prince, and the eldest prince also died because of this, and later found out that it was his biological mother, and after giving people to death, the emperor thought about degrading him to a concubine, or the queen turned around from it, so he was saved.

The queen only has a daughter of the eldest princess Fu Zhenwan, and the second prince was born less than a month ago, and then the prince was raised under the knees of Her Royal Highness the queen.

For a while, it was difficult for a few people to say anything else, just when there was a thunderclap, the rain poured down outside the corridor, and the female historians hurriedly ran out to collect things, Cui Jiao waited for them to go out, looking at the pile of jewelry and worried, if the prince was really abolished, would these jewelry be confiscated.

But she didn't feel sorry for herself for long, Yuzhu knocked on the door and came in and said, "Zhangshu, Your Highness has returned from the palace, and someone from Huang Zhai has asked you to come over to serve." ”

That shouldn't be abolished.

Huang Zhai is the prince's study, Cui Jiao asked her to put away her jewelry, take care of her appearance a little, and then go to Huang Zhai with an umbrella.

Before fasting, Yuzhu led her to Rao Neidao to Huang Zhai, Huang Zhai is very wide, a row of bookshelves and connected, she followed Yuzhu to a red sandalwood luodian flower and bird screen in front of the incense case, on which all kinds of utensils are placed.

Cui Jiao realized that she was called to burn incense and make tea, and it seemed that the prince was going to welcome guests here.

Yuzhu fetched water to let her clean her hands, originally afraid that she would not do these, but she calmly sat in front of the incense case, first uncovered the lid of the smoker and added the incense charcoal gully, ignited, and then probed a finger to test the temperature, adding incense to the high requirements of the fire, avoid fierce fire, but also avoid the fire wilting will rest, this is called trying incense, this fire is just right, no need to add less charcoal, she used the incense chopstick to pick up the fireproof sand piece to brush off the ashes that have been useless, add a piece of incense to the ash, and then use the incense spoon to scoop out a small incense cake and put it on the piece, and then cover the lid, and the fragrance comes out from the smoker.

After doing this, the two women moved the tea bed and placed it on the other side of the screen, and she cleaned her hands in the basin brought by Yuzhuxin, when the door of the house was opened, and the prince Fu Yan walked inside, followed by an official in a scarlet robe.

Cui Jiao stood up and retreated to the side, and the rest of the female history had retreated from the inner way to the outside.

Fu Yan leaned over and sat on the pot door couch in front of the screen, leaning back against the gilt table, and the little yellow door sent a crescent stool before the official dared to sit.

Fu Yan said, "Brew tea." ”

Cui Jiao sat down on his knees, and when he lowered his head, the marks on the back of the snow-white neck were seen by Fu Yan, and the fingers on Fu Yan's knees moved slightly, squinting at her with silver tweezers to pick up the tea cake and put it on the small stove to charcoal, baked, and then wrapped it in a paper bag, she picked up the small hammer and crushed the tea cake little by little, her hands pinched the powder in white, this action is not rude, but it is very elegant.

The incense is rising, and the beauty is boiling tea, which should be pleasing to the eye and comfortable, but the room is empty, and the official has been holding hands stiffly, but there is a kind of dead breathlessness.

The water on the tea stove boiled, gurgling, Cui Jiao scooped some salt into it, waited until the second boil, and then scooped a scoop of boiling water out to prepare another, when it boiled for three times, the tea powder was poured into the boiling water, and the boiling water was also put in, and the tea boiled out of Tanghua, first poured a tea bowl for Fu Yan, and then poured it for the official, Fu Yan said, "Stand down." ”

Cui Jiao stopped, bowed and left, the rain had stopped, and there was a lot of water on the ground, she and Yuzhu were afraid of getting their clothes and shoes wet, so they walked around the corridor.

Yuzhu praised her and said, "Zhangshu even burns incense and makes tea, and those who understand these things in the inner workshop have been taught by special people, where did Zhangshu learn it?" ”

Her question is not disdainful, in fact, there is a thing, the nobles of Daliang like to use incense the most, travel incense cars BMW, carry sachets and sachets, incense is a daily necessity for noblewomen, and people who are proficient in tea art will open tea shops and other profits, and the elegant ones are in the company of literati and scholars.

Cui Jiao paused, showing a slight smugness, "It was my aunt who taught me." ”

"In this way, the scrivener's family should be considered rich," Yuzhu guessed, if he can learn this, he must not be a poor family.

Cui Jiao shook her head, "There is only a meager amount of money in the family, and I can't die of hunger." ”

Just like she told the queen, she is just a distant branch of the Cui family, not as good as a serious noblewoman, her maternal ancestor was a wealthy family in Shu, these things are taught by Fu Mu in the family, and in her grandmother's generation, only Ah Niang taught it herself.

Afraid of Yuzhu asked again, she diverted her other words, "What is the name of that Shangguan just now?" ”

"That's Zhang Yuanyi Zhang Shilang of the Ministry of Rites," Yuzhu got down the corridor with her, and said as she walked, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has long been involved in the government affairs, and he is still involved in political affairs (2), and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can rule on matters that are difficult to decide." ”

When Cui Jiao heard Zhang Yuanyi at first glance, he didn't squeak, and his chest was full of anger.

Yuzhu patted her on the shoulder and asked her to turn around, only to see that Zhang Shilang came out of Huangzhai with a mournful face, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not returned to Chang'an this year, and the deterrence has not diminished before." ”

Cui Jiao raised her eyebrows, "Didn't Da Langjun of Zhang Shilang's family die of illness?" Maybe it has nothing to do with His Highness, he has a bitter gourd face now. ”

Yuzhu was amused and laughed with her, "I didn't expect you to know this, so do you know that Zhang Dalang is a well-known figure in our Chang'an?" ”

Cui Jiao made a curious expression.

Yuzhu said, "Zhang Dalang is not very good-looking, and he is nicknamed Zhang Luoguo, and the child can cry when he sees him." ”

Cui Jiao's hateful teeth itched, "It's so ugly, you even want to force people to get married!" ”

"Zhang Dalang's appearance, no talent and virtue and serious illness, no one in the noble family in Chang'an City wants to marry their daughter to the widow, Zhang Shilang has a very good face, it is clear that Zhang Dalang can't marry a relative, but he often brags to others, their Zhang family and Qinghe Cui's long house have in-laws, and they will marry the Cui family's long house in a few days, Zhang Dalang is gone two months ago, and made up that Cui's long house daughter was killed by Shui Kou on the way to Chang'an, and died in the middle of the road, just to give them a ghost marriage."

Yuzhu said this as a joke to Cui Jiao, but Cui Jiao was full of hatred, Zhang Shilang did send someone to Qinghe to pick up people, but Changfang was reluctant to send his daughter to death, and he didn't want to offend Zhang Shilang, so he adopted her, and wanted her to die instead of his daughter, if he hadn't been saved by the prince halfway, now the grave soil is afraid to be high.

Cui Jiao lost her childhood, Aya passed away when Cui Jiao was young, fortunately before he passed away, he succeeded his brother from elsewhere, and was able to keep the family's property, they and A-Niang relied on each other for several years, until last year, A-Niang died of sudden illness, and their brother and sister could only rely on each other.

Her aunt died suddenly, and the same clan was in the long house to pick up their brothers and sisters back home, she and her brother were lonely, originally only recognized by the long house, she had a place to live, and her brother could also enter the Cui clan school to study hard, which was a good thing, but I didn't expect to almost die because of it.

She is still safe in the East Palace, but I don't know how Brother is in Cui's house, she can't go back to Qinghe, and she has to find an opportunity to send a letter back to inform Brother A, she borrowed the East Palace to live, Chang'an City's official school is famous all over the world, if the prince values it, he will find an opportunity to let Brother enter the official school in the future, he has always been in the window snow case, he will be able to win the Toad Palace, and he has an official body, and he will not be afraid to leave the East Palace in this Chang'an in the future, and it is easier to take revenge on the Cui family's room.

So she has to serve the prince well!

"The family has a lot of selfish means, and they are reluctant to have their daughters, but they can pass off the fake as the truth, but this is a matter of wishful thinking, the Zhang family and the Cui family are good for Qin and Jin, and they are happy to see it."

Cui Jiao sneered, seeing that the sky was full of dark clouds again, and there were signs of rain, the two trotted all the way back to the corridor room, and the rain fell instantly, and it didn't stop until dusk.

The eaves of the verandah are hung with lanterns, Cui Jiao used the evening food, bathed in a new frost-colored curly grass pattern collared skirt, carried a palace lamp in his hand, and came to the front of the house again, and took the post of the book, and had to study ink and hand paper and pen for the prince when he studied at night.

Cui Jiao handed the lamp in his hand to the doorkeeper, knocked on the door twice, and then carefully pushed the door open, tiptoed in, until the bookcase, Fu Yan held the scroll in his hand, the person sat under the lamp, the light and shadow hit his eyebrow bone, the already deep eyebrows became deeper and deeper, the complexion was pale, the nose was high and the lips were thin, but the lips were bloodless, and it seemed even more cold.

She moved lightly to his side, bent her knees and sat on the felt cloth, and said in a soft voice, "The concubine is late, please don't blame Your Highness." ”

Fu Yan's gaze turned to her from the official document, she hung her head, her black hair was loose, her thin back and long neck were unobstructed, and under her collar was a faint touch of snow powder, which was glamorous.

Fu Yan reached out and pinched her jaw, lifted it slightly, so that the scars were exposed, the marks had not yet faded, and his fingers gently rubbed, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Cui Jiao looked at him and blinked, "It hurts, I beg Your Highness to have mercy on the concubine, the concubine is most afraid of pain." ”