Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 264 Assassination
He put it in his arms with satisfaction, and said: "This is a good thing. The Feng family has been hiding in Huangsha Town since the Osmanthus Festival. We have many methods that are not easy to use. Now that she has finally come to the capital, it is time Revenge for Linglong."

Prime Minister Su was well-informed, Feng Yao went to Beijing before he got the news.At this moment, she narrowed her eyes slightly and tapped on the table: "Qiutangyuan has some quarrels with her, but Qingshui Pavilion, Yuerongji and Qiutangyuan are the same nostrils, so it must not make her feel better."

Who knows, Su Anjin said decisively: "Death can't relieve hatred!"

The person in the Su family who loves Su Linglong the most is Su Anjin. Whenever he thinks of Su Linglong being kicked in the chest by Feng Yao, he hates it: "Don't make her suffer any torture, I just want her to die!"

Prime Minister Su looked at him for a long while with old eyes, and then said: "The one in the backyard should recover from her injury now, let her go out and have a look."

Master Qian, Master Pan, Master Zhou and others originally intended to play and tease Feng Yao, but after hearing Feng Yao's words that were fresh in thinking, extensive in scope and very characteristic, they couldn't help but gradually put down their contempt.In the end, he never told Feng Yao that she was a newcomer, and told her to just follow orders, exchanged greetings for a while, got up and left.

In the first round, Feng Yao won by a small margin.

Armed with the burden, he lifted it on his shoulders, raised his eyebrows, and walked towards Qingningju at the back of the conference hall.

Qingningju is a special place for people to rest in the Imperial Clothing Bureau. It was originally built for foreigners who came to Xuanjing City from all over the country to temporarily settle down to make contributions to clothing.However, there are also many local craftsmen, who often sleep and forget food and sleep for clothing making, and are often busy until midnight without knowing it.When he came back to his senses, it was already late at night, so he also rested here.Therefore, not only foreigners lived here, but later it became a place for craftsmen to rest and live.

Feng Yao walked into Qingningju, and saw that the houses here were extremely simple, and they were one-story houses with the same shape and size. There were eight rooms facing the west, six rooms facing the south, six rooms facing the north, and six rooms facing the east. There are four rooms facing each other, making a total of 24 rooms.

Among them, the four rooms facing the east are a separate courtyard, which is specially used by women, while the rest are open to male craftsmen.Except for the four houses facing the east that are not yet inhabited, seven or eight of the other twenty houses are already inhabited.

Feng Yao walked into the gate of Qingningju with her parcel in her arms, and someone saw her.As if amazed by her soft appearance, they all looked this way for a moment.

Naturally, Feng Yao also saw these people. She didn't know how much she would interact with them in the future, and she didn't know how the other people greeted them, so she just nodded slightly and walked into the separate room of the four houses facing east. small yard.

The doors of the four houses were all ajar, Feng Yao went in one by one to look, and saw that there was no dust on the table, so she knew that someone often came to clean it.

The furnishings inside are similar, with two large beds, a dressing table, a desk, a square wooden table, and several chairs.The only difference is about the design and color of the quilt, bed sheet, and curtain, or the orientation and placement of the head of the bed.

For this, Feng Yao is still very satisfied, such a simple place is a place to really do things.I chose the one on the side and placed the package.

As soon as the contents of the package were placed in the red lacquered wooden cabinet next to the bed, a faint sound came from outside, as if the palace people were calling for the meal.

Although the Royal Clothes Bureau was built outside the palace, the people who should be in charge and handle affairs all follow the same set of standards in the palace, using eunuchs and maids.It's just that, unlike the aunt in charge, the eunuchs and maids employed here have no background and connections, so they are assigned here.

It's just because the aunt in charge is getting old, she no longer pursues promotion, and thinks about climbing up everywhere.Their lives are based on stability, so they regard this as a place for the elderly.

But the young eunuchs and maids still have the dream of flying to the branches in their hearts.Who would want to come to such a place where the birds don't shit?The masters and nobles in the palace will not come, and there is no master worthy of relying on in the Imperial Clothes Bureau-every year they have never won the laurels, and won the emperor's reward, so what is there to look forward to?
The little eunuch who was passing the message outside spoke in a lazy and perfunctory manner.Feng Yao stood up and walked outside, intending to receive a work meal.However, as soon as she reached the gate of the small courtyard, a court lady with a mean face and thick makeup on her face walked in.

Feng Yao entered the Imperial Clothes Bureau by the emperor's imperial decree, so her name was written on the personnel list, and when the time for dinner came, some palace servants would come to deliver the meal according to the list.

Seeing Feng Yao, the court lady stopped, and pushed the food box into Feng Yao's arms: "Take it!" Her tone was perfunctory and disgusting, as if Feng Yao was a plague, she pushed the food box away. In Fengyao's arms, he turned his head and left.

Feng Yao couldn't help raising her eyebrows, thinking to herself, is this Aunt Xiong's order again?

Immediately, Feng Yao knew that was not the case.All I heard was that the little eunuchs who were arranging food outside were arguing with the craftsmen who lived there.I only heard a craftsman say: "You are just an eunuch, but we have the real ability to contribute to the imperial court. Why do you dictate to us?"

The little eunuch laughed with a shrill voice: "Where does our family dare to point fingers at the uncle? The uncle is the pillar of the country, the mainstay of the court, and he will win glory for the country next year. Maybe he will return Bai Guo ashamed." Mansion, don’t dare to come to our Dajingchao again to make an embarrassment!”

These words were obviously the harsh irony of the little eunuch, but the craftsman didn't seem to hear it, and said rather arrogantly: "It's good that you know!"

Hearing this, the little eunuch laughed even more eccentrically: "Master eats slowly, this place is not as good as when he was at home, the son on the left has a good wife and the son on the right has a beautiful concubine, only the master eats in desolation. "

"Hmph, what do women know, it's just something that's wrong!" the craftsman snorted heavily, and said with great disdain.

When Feng Yao heard this, the corners of her lips twitched, she turned and went into the house with the food box in her arms.

Immediately, a low voice of dissuasion came over in the twilight: "Master Song, keep your voice down, there is someone living in the yard over there!" But he pointed to Feng Yao's yard and said, after all, when Feng Yao came over in the afternoon , was seen by several people.Because of Fengyao's beauty, she passed it on to the second, and then to the fourth. Now Qingningju is known to everyone.

The man called Song Ye's tone became even more disdainful, and mixed with strong complaints: "If it wasn't for a woman surnamed Yan who made a mistake last time, I might have won the laurel crown!"

Feng Yao couldn't hear what was said later because she walked far away.She lit the lamp, then put the food box on the square table, opened the lid and took a look, and saw two small plates on it, one vegetarian dish and one meat dish, and a small bowl of white rice.As for the bottom, it is a bowl of white rice porridge.

Not bad, Feng Yao sat down, brought out the food one by one, then picked up the chopsticks and started to work.Unexpectedly, as soon as I picked up a chopstick of rice, I couldn't help frowning—the rice was raw.Then he moved his chopsticks to the two dishes of side dishes, but only tasted that there was too much salt in the vegetarian dishes, and he was very flustered.There was no salt in that dish of meat dishes, and it was greasy in the mouth.Feng Yao couldn't help but frowned, feeling a little disgusted in her heart, the Imperial Clothes Bureau was too rough!

However, if she didn't eat and didn't have to fill her stomach, Feng Yao couldn't do it, so she poured the two dishes together, stirred them, and ate them until the taste was even.While eating, I missed the cooking skills of Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Wei at home.After a meal, he sighed several times.

Finally having enough to eat, Feng Yao got up and went to the yard, taking small steps to digest food.Thinking in my heart, it's no wonder that Dajingchao is being compared every year. It's no wonder that I feel better because of the quality and treatment of these craftsmen!But if you are not in a good mood, how can you expect to make exquisite and ingenious clothes?

If they are all like Master Song, who are impetuous, only want to prove themselves and stand out, and are extremely proud and arrogant, how can they not be at the bottom?She also thought of Master Qian and the others, Feng Yao had seen the fabrics and clothes of Qiutang Garden, the fabrics were not comparable to other cloth workshops, but the styles of the ready-made clothes were not novel enough.As for Qingshui Pavilion and Yue Rong Ji, Feng Yao has never seen it before, but it is difficult to judge at this moment.However, in terms of character alone, the owners of these cloth workshops are all self-interested.

Thinking of this, Feng Yao had many doubts in her heart.However, as a newcomer, many things are inconvenient to do, so I can only hold back and grope slowly.

Not long after, the maid who just came to deliver the lunch box came again.Seeing that the lunch box was still buttoned, she thought Feng Yao hadn't eaten, so she couldn't help laughing: "This is the kind of food here every day, why don't you eat every meal if you can?"

However, when she lifted the food box, she suddenly realized that the weight was wrong, so she lifted the lid of the box and looked inside.I saw that the dishes and dishes were all empty, and the food and porridge inside were clean.It turned out that Fengyao didn't like to bother others, so she put the dishes into the lunch box after eating, so that the little palace maid could take them back.I never thought that I was ridiculed.

The little palace maid found out that Feng Yao had been wronged, her face flushed, she turned her head and saw Feng Yao looking over with a half-smile, she couldn't help biting her lips, and blurted out: "There are people who eat such unpalatable food cleanly." , is really eye-opening!"

The tone was very contemptuous, as if Feng Yao came from an extremely poor family, so she ate all the food.She didn't know that Fengyao just couldn't bear to waste food, and after blurting out a sentence, she didn't know if she was guilty, she didn't dare to look at Fengyao again, and hurried away with the food box.

Feng Yao couldn't help sighing, she missed those three lovely girls at home more and more.Shui Lingling is beautiful, it needs to be lively and lively, it needs to be demure and demure, and it needs to be smart and smart.Comparing with the vulgarity of the court lady just now, I just feel that I can't bear to look directly at it.

That's all, that's all, now I'm here to do things, not to enjoy the blessings.Feng Yao said to herself from the bottom of her heart, walked around the yard a few more times, and then went back to the house.It was still early to go to bed at this time, and there was no one to talk and amuse, so Feng Yao had no choice but to lay out the paper, and studied the ink to continue the unfinished composition.

As the night gradually deepened, Feng Yao immersed herself in the world of composing pictures, she didn't hear anything outside the window, she just blocked everything around her, and concentrated on composing pictures.I don't know when, suddenly the tip of the pen flicked, and a drop of thick black ink dripped onto the paper, blurring into a black mass.

Feng Yao felt something in her heart, she suddenly raised her head, and saw a dark shadow standing in the yard outside the window at some point.On the youthful face that was as gorgeous as peaches and plums, the cold eyes looked straight at this side.

(End of this chapter)