Empress Jinghua: The eunuch is nine thousand years old

Chapter 20 Zijin's Strategy

In the study room of the Liu Mansion, Xia Zijin took off the black hat on her head, only to feel that her head was much lighter. I don't know who invented such a servant outfit. It weighs a few kilograms, I really don't know how the servants in the palace can bear it.

"Zijin, can you make arrangements for your departure from the palace? Now that you are still under house arrest, if the emperor finds out that you have come out of the palace, it will be bad." Liu Xiangqing was also slightly worried when she knew that she had left the palace, and dismissed her. The servants around the study closed the doors and windows tightly to prevent anyone looking at it.

"Don't worry, uncle. Xiao Huanzi is watching in the palace. If there is any movement, he will send someone to notify."

Liu Xiangqing nodded and said, "Zijin is here today, but what's the matter?"

Xia Zijin took out the neatly folded letter from his sleeve pocket and pushed it in front of Liu Xiangqing.

"Uncle, let's take a closer look."

Liu Xiangqing took the letter in doubt, shook it open gently, and the content on it came into view. He read it carefully word by word, and his brows furrowed deeper as he got to the back.

With a slap, Liu Xiangqing slapped the desk with a palm, and let out a heavy breath from his nose.

"This old man is really angry. This Lin Shizi was born with a good appearance, but he didn't expect to be such a villain who is greedy for money and has no conscience! What a crime it is to embezzle relief money. If he hadn't built dams indiscriminately, why would the people in the south of the Yangtze River die in vain? !"

Although Liu Xiangqing is a neutral faction, he is upright and dedicated to the welfare of the people. Now that he has witnessed Lin Runyu's utterly devoid of conscience, he is naturally very angry.

"Uncle, what are you going to do?" Xia Zijin rolled up his sleeves and asked.

"Hmph, this old man is going to report him in front of the emperor. If this villain is not severely punished, he will be sorry for the innocent people in the south of the Yangtze River!" Liu Xiangqing said angrily, clenched his fists.

Xia Zijin shook his head, picked up the blue and white porcelain pots on the table and poured a cup of hot tea for each of them, and after he blew on the hot tea, white mist floated up.

"Uncle, don't be impulsive. Now our Liu family is not strong enough. If we report Lin Runyu for nothing, I'm afraid it's not enough weight. It's not impossible for the father to be fooled by the prince's few words."

Liu Xiangqing is now only in the position of a third-rank official, and it can be said that an egg hits a stone to compete with the prince's faction, and if he offends the prince, whether this position can be kept is another matter.

"Then what should I do, old man? Could it be that I just stand by and let the prince who killed innocent people live happily?" Liu Xiangqing sighed deeply, feeling very powerless.

"No and no."

Xia Zijin turned his head, took a sip of the just-warmed tea into his throat, and immediately warmed up his whole body.

"Uncle, have you ever heard an old saying called killing with a borrowed knife?"

Liu Xiangqing was taken aback for a moment, very confused, but curious again seeing Xia Zijin's confident appearance.

"Zi Jin, tell me in detail!"

Xia Zijin added a little more tea to the cold tea in front of Liu Xiangqing, and said slowly: "Uncle should be more aware of the current situation in the court than Zijin. With the emperor's eldest grandson who doesn't show much, it's still unknown who will be the next monarch of the Dalai Dynasty."

Liu Xiangqing nodded. This is also one of the reasons why Emperor Mingsheng was able to hold power firmly after he was over sixty years old. Only when there is competition can there be balance. As long as Emperor Mingsheng refuses to delegate power, the princes will have to keep fighting. I don't know if I have the confidence to ascend to the throne. Since everyone is the prince, it is natural to have a fight. If only the prince is unique, he must be greedy for the throne that is close at hand. Now the Dalai Dynasty is another There's going to be a lot of fuss.

"Lin Runyu is the prince's minion. Zijin feels that his embezzlement of disaster relief money is probably related to the prince. The eldest son of the emperor is now fighting with him. If the eldest son of the emperor said this matter, wouldn't it be Just right, it saves us the trouble of wading through the muddy water."

Liu Xiangqing stroked the beard on his chin. Hearing Xia Zijin's analysis, he felt that it was not unreasonable. If he forcibly stepped forward, if he was blocked by the prince this time, he would definitely regard himself as a rebellious party in the future, and he did not belong to any party. , if the prince wanted to get rid of him, it would be easy.

"But now the old man has nothing to do with the emperor's eldest son faction. If I rashly come to lobby and provide them with such an opportunity to report, will I think it is fraudulent?"

"You don't have to worry about this uncle." Xia Zijin winked at him and said, "Does uncle have a good friend in court, Mr. Qi?"

Liu Xiangqing said yes, and asked again: "What does this have to do with our plan? Lord Qi is also soft-tempered, so I'm afraid he won't be able to help us."

"Listen to me, uncle, you just need to ask Mr. Qi to come to the house to have a talk, and during the banquet, you will complain about the decline of the world, and then pretend to be drunk and make a slip of the tongue to shake out the pickled things Lin Runyu did. Lord Qi will take care of it for us."

Liu Xiangqing was surprised, Lord Qi was one of the few neutral sects in the court, and it was precisely because of this that he made friends with Lord Qi, so...

"Is he the eldest son of the emperor?"

Xia Zijin nodded. She only knew about this matter in her previous life. At that time, the crown prince and the eldest son of the emperor were arguing over an important case. Chance.

"Lord Qi is the eldest son of the emperor. As long as he finds out about this matter, he will definitely report it to the eldest son of the emperor. At that time, we will have nothing to do and enjoy the achievements. This way, we can save a lot of trouble, and we don't have to collect information everywhere. There is no need to show the evidence, just watch them fight in the nest, the eldest son of the emperor is so scheming, he will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity to suppress the prince and Lin Runyu."

Liu Xiangqing sorted out the whole matter clearly, and felt that the plan was very clever, so he couldn't help but let go of his tense expression, and couldn't help nodding.

"Then I will trouble my uncle to do a play. Zijin is here to thank uncle and wait for the good news."

Xia Zijin smiled slightly, and took a sip of the sweet and slightly astringent tea, feeling relieved.

If Lin Runyu dared to plot against her, then she would settle the old and new feud with him slowly.

After returning to the palace from the Liu residence, it was already noon. Xia Zijin and Xiaokui entered through the side palace gate with looser guards. Both of them were dressed as servants, and they were petite. There is no difference between the servants, and they easily tricked the guards and slipped into the palace gate.

The two walked forward with their sleeves in their hands and bowed their heads. Xia Zijin felt that the black crown on his head was getting heavier.

"Princess, we have been out of the palace for half a day, and we don't know what's going on in the Mosheng Garden." Xiaokui rubbed her neck, feeling sore from the pressure of the crown.

"Just put your heart in your stomach. If there is something wrong, Xiao Huanzi will go to the Liu Mansion to inform us early in the morning."

While the master and servant were talking, Xiaokui led her around the path between the East Hall and the West Hall.Few palace people set foot in this area, the two of them walked along the path, and they only needed a cup of tea to take the path back to Mosheng Garden.

On the high palace wall on the left, there is a corner of the colorful eaves with double dragons playing with pearls and flowers, which is different from many halls in the palace.

"Xiaokui, where is this place?" She had never stepped on this path before, so she didn't know.

"This seems to be the place where that person lives. She has been living in it all these years, and it is not likely that she has come out." Xiaokui said after thinking about it.

"Which one?" Xia Zijin was puzzled.

Xiaokui patted her head. The princess has been living in the south of the Yangtze River, so she must not know anything about the palace, and said quickly and carefully: "It's a lady, named Concubine Lian. I heard that she has been living here since more than ten years ago. In the Buddhist hall at the end of the East Hall, the bell is played at sunset and the morning bell is accompanied by the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns. I heard that the emperor loved her quite a lot in the past, but for some reason she wanted to move into this corner by herself. If Concubine Lian can understand, It is not known whether this Yue Guifei is worthy or not."

Xia Zijin nodded. There seemed to be such a vague impression in his mind, but it had little to do with him, so he went on with Xiaokui without thinking deeply about it.

When the two walked away, the wooden door of the Buddhist hall opened a small gap with a squeak, revealing a long, slender and white hand. Just looking carefully, although these hands have been well maintained, they inevitably left some traces of time .The owner of the hand looked at the disappearing figure of Xia Zijin's master and servant, with thoughts in his eyes, and finally closed the door of the Buddhist hall again, returning to silence.

In the Mosheng Garden, after Xia Zijin took a bath, she felt relaxed after washing off her exhaustion.Xiaokui wiped the moisture from her hair for a while, Xia Zijin, who didn't wear any makeup, seemed to be a bit more delicate and beautiful, her long hair naturally fell to her waist, and her cherry lips did not blush.

"Little Huanzi, can you ask the messenger if there is a letter?"

Xia Zijin patted the skin-nourishing barley water on her face with her hands, and then swept a thin layer of beauty powder on her face with a rouge pen with a jade handle, and the faint fragrance spread.

Xiao Huanzi stood behind, shook his head and said: "The messenger said that a letter from Jiangnan has also arrived in the past few days. There was no delay on the way, but the letter from Director Xia really did not arrive."

Xia Zijin felt a little lost, and hadn't contacted Xia Shengqing for a few days, and didn't know what was going on with him.

"Princess, Director Xia is busy with water control every day. The flood has just stabilized. The reconstruction after the catastrophe may take a lot of effort. Maybe I won't have time to write letters. Let's just wait patiently." Her hair was dried, and she was combed into another comfortable braid.

"Forget it, this princess is too impatient."

Xia Zijin patted her cheeks, not knowing what was wrong with her. In the past, she only said she wanted to marry Xia Shengqing for his kindness to her in her previous life, but now she seems to be more interested.

From his comforting himself at night, to his vow on the Golden Luan Hall to go to the south of the Yangtze River for her, to his firm promise on the city tower that he will return with victory.Xia Shengqing seemed to be integrated into her life bit by bit like this, even she didn't realize it.

(End of this chapter)