The queen mother is charming

Chapter 11 Let Her Die Outside
The Zhong family has been extremely flustered these days.

Mrs. Zhong was very anxious, and urged Master Zhong all day long: "You should talk to Your Majesty again. If you have this time to play chess at home, you won't go to the palace to talk to Your Majesty."

Mr. Zhong was also in a hurry to get angry.

"What do you want me to say? This is the point of the story, and all the civil and military officials are speaking for him. You can't let me fight against the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty for your daughter, right?"

"Then..." Ma Shi paused.

"Then you can't just let it go like this? I think you are too weak. My Zhong family's daughter, how can you let him handle it like this? Why doesn't the master give him some flair?"

Master Zhong sneered when he heard this.

"Hmph, show him some flair? He is a ruler and you are a minister. Are you afraid of slipping your tongue when you say this?"

"What kind of gentleman, what kind of subject, if it weren't for our Zhong family, what would he be?"

It's no wonder Concubine Yu is domineering and outspoken, because her mother's actions are exactly the same as hers.

"You speak lightly."

But Zhong Ming said impatiently: "Could it be that I'm going to have a quarrel with him now? You think about how easy it is to get from the dragon's work? Is it worth it for such an idea?

Is it possible that for Chuchu's freedom this year, our Zhong family's several years of planning have been put into effect?Is it possible that I have to give up this old bone, escape from death, and fight for another one to come out of the dragon? "

This idea, if it doesn't hurt your muscles and bones, is impossible in the end.

Mrs. Ma murmured: "Then... then it's up to you, what should we do now? Now that Chu Chu is grounded, we can't even get close to Shen Muchi, so we just watch that Shuyue Palace get pregnant with a dragon seed first." ?"

"That can't be."

Zhong Ming threw the chess piece in his hand into the chess basket, his eyes were faint, and there was a hint of calculation hidden in it.

"My daughter can't conceive an emperor's heir, and naturally the one on the other side can't. With her holding the military power and being arrogant, I have my own way."

Zhong Ming and Ma Shi were talking, when suddenly a servant rushed to report.

"Master, madam, someone from the palace has sent a letter, saying that the empress dowager will return to the mansion to visit her relatives in three days, and please master and madam to make plans early."

"What?" Hearing this, Mrs. Ma suddenly became angry.

"This scourge, she still has the face to come back?"

These days, Mrs. Ma was so busy worrying about Zhong Chuchu's matter that she didn't have time to settle the score with her. Fortunately, she bumped into it by herself.

"This white-eyed wolf provided her with good food and drink, and in a blink of an eye made us look like this. If I had known this, I should have poisoned her to death when she was young.

You go back and tell her that our Zhong family doesn't welcome her back, let her go..."

Ma Shi was full of anger, and a series of words were like a cannonball, but was stopped by the bell.

"No, let her come back."

Madam was shocked when he heard this.

"Master...why did you ask her to come back? I see her making troubles, so I just let her die outside."

Zhong Ming looked back at Ma Shi: "If she doesn't come back, how can we let her die outside?"

His tone was calm, his expression did not change, but he looked at Ma Shi with a little more meaning in his eyes.

"Master, do you want to..." Ma Shi was enlightened immediately.

At this moment, Zhong Ming smiled, but it was not a smile on the surface, and the beard on his lips trembled slightly.

"We won't break our skins with Shen Muchi over a trivial matter. Naturally, His Majesty won't break his skin with us just because we killed an unimportant person outside the palace."

Madam Ma laughed when he heard Zhong Ming's words.

"Yes, yes, the master is very right. In the end, the master still has an idea."

Thinking that the culprit who killed his daughter would soon be in trouble, Ma felt relieved. It seemed that even the fact that her daughter was grounded was not so unacceptable.

She couldn't see Mu Qingchao long ago, and a person who should have died a long time ago has been jumping around for too long.

Three days later, Mu Qingchao got up early in the morning, and Chunya was dressing her up.

"What kind of hairpin does the Queen Mother want to wear?" Chun Ya asked standing behind her.

Mu Qingchao poked around in the jewelry box with downcast eyes: "That's it."

Mu Qingchao took a jasper hairpin with begonias and emerald greens.

"This one……"

Chunya hesitated: "Could it be a little old-fashioned? And the empress dowager's plain blue clothes, the servant girl thinks it's better to change, the honey-colored one that the late emperor rewarded is not bad."

Chun Ya remembered that the Empress Dowager used to like pretty colors the most. Before she entered the palace, she loved to wear red and blue clothes, but all the princes couldn't take their eyes off her.

Mu Qingchao lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "Now that Ai's family is the queen mother, she should be dignified. Besides, it's inappropriate for a widow to dress so pretty."

Chun Ya opened her mouth, remembering what the Empress Dowager said that day, and then swallowed back the words that followed.

After Mu Qingchao changed his clothes, he went out from the north gate in a sedan chair.

Generally speaking, visiting relatives is a major event, and it is a beautiful scene with beating gongs and drums.

But that was a concubine next to her. The widows of the Mu Qing Dynasty should have lived in seclusion, plus she had no mother's family, and her mother was just a guest living in the Zhongfu. Under such circumstances, there was really no need to show off capital.

Little did he know that Shen Muchi had already informed the Zhong family.

Shen Muchi thinks it's grace, it's giving her face enough to let her go home, but the emperor's gifts are always like this, it never cares whether you need it or not, just whether he wants to give it or not.

He gave it, you just have to be grateful.

The sedan chair left the palace. Although her guard of honor was not small, it was not too conspicuous in Jinling, where there are many dignitaries and dignitaries.

Instead of going back to Zhong's house directly, she went to the pastry shop in the north of the city.

She remembered that her mother's favorite was Suxiangzhai's pastries, but the price of the pastries there was not cheap. Later, the money in her mother's hands was almost squeezed out by her uncle, and she never ate this pastry again.

After buying pastries, she also bought a few high-quality silks and satins, a few pairs of fine jewelry, books, and the four treasures of the study for her younger brother...

It wasn't until the accompanying maids couldn't carry it anymore that they let the sedan chair go around the path to the west gate of Zhongfu.

That's right, Mu Qingchao's family has always lived in the west courtyard since they borrowed at their uncle's house.

The west courtyard is not small, but it is empty and desolate, and it is far away from the front yard. It looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. The mother arranged them in this yard when she just defected to Zhong's house.

Mother didn't say anything, she was diligent, and she brought a few servants to clean up the yard, planted flowers and plants, and the whole yard looked very interesting.

She knew that she was a married girl, she was disgusting to others, she dared not say that she ate and lived with those people, and almost never went to the front yard.

She is a widow and doesn't like to go out. In the past, Mu Qingchao, his younger siblings and the servants of the family used to go in and out through the west gate.

It is also Zhongfu, Xuanwu Street is outside the main gate, full of traffic and voices, and all the dignitaries and dignitaries are walking, while the back street outside the west gate is dark, damp, sparse and withered, and all the people passing by are traffickers and pawns.

The same Zhongfu, completely different worlds, just like her and Zhong Chuchu.

(End of this chapter)