The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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Xuanping Hou was injured again.

Are children of this age so irritating?

Xuanping Hou covered his heart.

He is the Marquis of Xuan Ping who choked to death and did not pay for his life. He is an invincible hand in the capital.

Marquis Xuanping didn't remember what he was here for, so he asked Chang Jing to put the person down and left with a sad expression.

It was time for the Hanlin Academy to disperse.

Yang Shidu recently took a leave of absence. He said too much, not too much, and not many people could share. Among them, the matter of teaching Shuji Shi was mainly allocated to Xiao Liulang and An Junwang. .

Originally, Yang Shidu was in charge of two subjects: arithmetic and agriculture. Master Han asked them to choose one subject each, while Anjun Wang chose arithmetic, because he was not a native of the countryside and had less experience in farming than Xiao Liulang.

Xiao Liulang didn't say anything, and happily took over the agronomy class.

Speaking of farming, he actually doesn't have much experience.

When Gu Jiao was in the countryside, he had a few acres of land, but unfortunately neither he nor Gu Jiao at that time could plant it, and it was even abandoned later.

His farming experience is not as rich as that of Xiao Qingkong. At least Xiao Qingkong goes to water the vegetable garden every day to catch insects, and occasionally follows Gu Jiao to weed.

In order to teach this course well, Xiao Liulang has recently been learning to farm.

After he had finished, he planned to go home to farm the fields. Ning Zhiyuan came over quietly, winked and said, "Drinking, do you want to go?"

"No." Xiao Liulang refused without hesitation. After he realized something was wrong, he looked at him strangely, "Why are you going to drink?"

In my impression, Ning Zhiyuan was not such a flamboyant person.

Ning Zhiyuan sighed: "I'm not here to break into the interior? Do you think I want to go? You gave a lecture to the prince recently, and Yang Shidu asked for leave at home again. I don't think everyone is so blatant against you. Do you want to? How many people are you taking this opportunity to win over?"

Xiao Liulang paused: "No, I want to go back to farming."

Ning Zhiyuan: "..."

Xiao Liulang left the Imperial Academy.

It is not too far from the Hanlin Academy to Xuanwu Street, and it only takes two quarters of an hour to walk through the short road. After passing through the Guozijian, you will go directly to the vicinity of Bishui Hutong.

When he came to Guozijian, he remembered something, hesitantly went to Minghui Hall.

Outside Minghui Hall, he accidentally ran into an acquaintance, Zheng Siye.

Zheng Siye once served as a sacrificial wine,

Xiao Liulang was often worn by Zheng Siye when he was studying in Guozijian.

Now, the old sacrificial wine has been worn back for him one by one.

Zheng Siye was punished to stand at the door, how embarrassing it would be.

Siye was an official from the fourth rank, and his rank was higher than Xiao Liulang. Xiao Liulang bowed his hands to him, and then went in.

Zheng Siye looked at Minghui Hall, which he couldn't even enter, being so easily entered by Xiao Liulang, and was so aggrieved that his tears came out.

"Why did you come here today?" Lao Jijiu was grading the papers. When he saw him coming, he put down his pen and said, "Sit down."

Xiao Liulang sat down on the mat opposite the old sacrificial wine: "I'm here today because I want to ask you about someone."

"Oh? Who do you want to inquire about?" Lao Jijiu asked.

"People in the palace." Xiao Liulang said.

The old sacrificial wine's expression became solemn: "Why do you suddenly want to inquire about the people in the palace?"

Xiao Liulang hesitated for a moment, but still said: "The person who poisoned me back then might not be the Empress Dowager Zhuang."

Lao Jijiu's eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he almost held down the table and stood up: "I knew it wasn't her!"

Xiao Liulang gave him a very strange look.

The old sacrifice wine coughed lightly, sat down, took a sip of tea, "I mean, she really wants to kill you, and there are countless opportunities to kill you this year."

Xiao Liulang said, "She doesn't remember me."

Old Sacrificial Wine: ...is it so speechless?

"Cough, it doesn't look like her anyway. Where would she leave any clues if she wants to kill someone?"

Never admit that he has any selfishness, he and Zhuang Jinse have a pure relationship between monarch and minister!

"Did you remember something?" Lao Jijiu got down to business.

"Yeah." Xiao Liulang nodded, not saying that he was stimulated by an unspeakable dream to a hidden memory, "Suddenly remembered, that person has a mole on his left wrist."

"There is a mole on the left wrist..." Lao Jijiu stroked his beard thoughtfully, "I can still recall a mole on my face, but my wrist..."

He was highly valued by the previous emperor back then. He often went in and out of Huaqing Palace, and occasionally bumped into concubines and palace servants, but he was not an emperor after all, and he could not lift the sleeves of palace concubines or palace servants to see other people's wrists.

He wanted to say that he could ask your aunt, but when he said that, he remembered that Zhuang Jinse had lost a lot of memory, not to mention that even if the memory was not lost, her dignified queen mother would not pay attention to whether there were moles on anyone's wrist.

"Is it a eunuch or a woman?" the old sacrificial wine asked.

"Woman." Xiao Liulang said.

It was a woman's voice, but right now I can't recall whose voice it was, whether it was old or young, crisp or soft... I don't remember it anymore.

The only thing that was deeply imprinted in his mind was the mole on his left wrist.

"The palace servant more than ten years ago..." Lao Jijiu fell into contemplation, and after a long time he scratched the front of his clothes with a headache, "Well, I know a person, and I know the people in the palace very well. She is the Shang Palace Bureau. Yes, often make clothes for people, you may go to her."

Xiao Liulang looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Then your expression is..."

"Hey, this..." Lao Jijiu hesitated, "Forget it, I'll go home with you. You take the token to find her. I don't know if she still recognizes her after so many years."

Lao Jijiu and Xiao Liulang left Minghui Hall. It happened that Guozijian Mengxue was almost out of school, and the two waited for Xiaojingkong to go home together.

Xiao Jingkong pouted: "Why is my brother-in-law here today? Why didn't Jiaojiao come?"

Xiao Liulang was angry and funny: "Someone came to pick you up, do you still dislike it?"

Xiao Jingkong thought for a while and said, "If you buy me candied haws, I won't despise you."

Xiao Liulang: "...you should continue to dislike it."

Small Clearance: "..."

A big and a small bickering home.

Gu Jiao hasn't come back yet.

Xiao Liulang's eyes narrowed, and his eyes fell on Xiao Jingkong who was sitting on the threshold eating peach cake: "Want to enter the palace to see auntie?"

He is a foreign minister, and it is easy to arouse suspicion if he goes directly to the palace to meet the Empress Dowager Zhuang, but it is much easier if it is the identity of Xiao Jingkong.

Xiao Jingkong did not expect that one day he would also be used as a tool person.

He raised his small face full of snacks, and nodded with the same serious eyes as Gu Jiao: "Think!"

Xiao Liulang smiled: "It's really good."

The aunt of the Shang Palace Bureau that Xiao Liulang wanted to meet was surnamed Zhang. She is now a nanny, and she is in charge of the director's office of the Shang Palace Bureau.

Before leaving, the old sacrificial wine repeatedly warned: "You... ask the queen mother first, and the queen mother doesn't remember you go to her again."

The implication is that unless it is a last resort, don't disturb this old friend.

Xiao Liulang glanced at him strangely: "Could it be... is it a teacher?"

"What kind of teacher! How is it possible!" The old sacrifice wine almost jumped at the question, "Don't talk nonsense!"

But he and Zhang Zhang did have a little bit of an inhumane secret, alas, I hope she has forgotten about that!

Xiao Liulang took Xiao Qingkong and got on the carriage that entered the palace.

Xiao Jingkong was so excited, her little head swayed, exactly like Gu Jiao's happy look.

People who have lived together for a long time have their demeanor and habits slowly infiltrating each other's marks, as if... they were originally a family.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the street was suddenly congested when passing by the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

"What's going on?" Liu Quan asked, stretching his neck.

A student of the Imperial College Superintendent who passed by said: "You don't know yet, someone cracked Mr. Meng's chess game."

Ordinary people may not understand this, but almost all scholars have heard of Mr. Meng Lao's chess games. Among them, there are eight games that are Megatron Six Kingdoms and resounding all over the world.

Among the eight games, Gan and Kun were the most difficult to crack.

The dry bureau has been hailed as a heavenly bureau, and there is no solution.

Originally, before today, the Kun Bureau has been unsolved.

But the princess did it.

She was the first person in the Six Kingdoms to crack the Kun game, and she caused a great sensation in the academic and chess worlds. Everyone gathered here because the royal list to honor the crown princess came out.

Zhao Guo was the next country, but he solved the chess game that the previous three kingdoms could not crack. The crown princess gave Zhao Guo a long face!

"Your Majesty has already repaired the book for the country of Yan? I wonder if Mr. Meng will be shocked when he hears this news? Maybe he will personally guide our Crown Princess chess skills..."

The scholar said with a bright face, unaware that Xiao Liulang had already lowered the curtain.

In the crowd watching in front, an old beggar shook his head after seeing the content on the imperial list: "No, no."

"Old man, what's wrong?" someone asked.

The old beggar said, "This is said to be cracked in the middle of the night."

The scholar said: "Yes, what's wrong?"

The old beggar waved his hand: "Then she is not the first person to break the Kun bureau."

The scholar frowned: "Hey you old man! You can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense! Why isn't the Crown Princess the first person to break the Kun bureau? Not the Crown Princess, who is?"

The old beggar said earnestly, "That's the one in the evening."