The power of color and fragrance

Yawning, Aunt Lan squinted and opened the door.

"It's just dawn, why are you looking for me?"

Yuan Ziqing said with a deep smile: "Maidservant, can I go in and talk?"

Seeing her expression, she seemed to have another purpose in looking for her, so Aunt Lan was silent for a while.

"Come in."

The decoration in the room is simple, but it is much better than those of those girls.

Aunt Lan sat on a round stool and poured herself a cup of tea.

"Go ahead."

Yuan Ziqing didn't speak, and walked around the table twice.

"The furnishings in Aunt Lan's house are a little less expensive."

When Aunt Lan heard this, she was a little upset. She is here to provoke trouble!

"Auntie, don't be angry, although the servants are not rich, but..." She reached out and took out an emerald bracelet from her sleeve.

When Aunt Lan saw something good, a greedy light immediately appeared in her eyes.

Then she coughed a few times: "What do you mean?"

Passing the jade bracelet in her hand to Aunt Lan, Yuan Ziqing pursed her lips.

"Auntie, let's accept it. This is a wish from this servant. This jade bracelet is worthless. I hope Auntie will not dislike it."

Gently glanced at Yuan Ziqing, and asked her to kneel down for a whole afternoon, sobering her head, knowing that she was here to please herself.

"Hmph! Just tell me if you have anything to say, I know this thing can't be taken for nothing."

"Auntie is worrying too much, the slave has nothing to ask for."

Aunt Lan hummed lightly, expressing her disbelief.

"It's just... the servant girl sees the peach blossoms in the peach grove in the imperial garden are in full bloom, so I want to go and have a look as soon as I get excited."

"Absolutely not, take this jade bracelet back!"

How can the laundry girl in Huanyifang go out at will? If she makes a mistake and offends some master, she will not be the one who is in charge.

Knowing that it would not be so easy, Yuan Ziqing was not in a hurry, sat down slowly, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Auntie, do you know what is the crime of abusing lynching in the palace to punish the people below?"

Aunt Lan's pupils widened instantly!He patted the table and stood up, pointing at Yuan Ziqing.

"You bastard! How dare you threaten me!"

"Shh..." Yuan Ziqing put his index finger between his lips, with a smile in his eyes, "Auntie, please keep your voice down, it would be bad if others heard it."

At this time, Aunt Lan felt that the person standing in front of her was far from the submissive person before, as if she had been reborn, no!More like a devil!

And her smile, how charming!

"Auntie has to carefully consider the importance of this, don't blame the servant for not reminding you..."

……

After a while, Yuan Ziqing came out of Aunt Lan's house. At this time, there were already many maidservants outside who started working. Qin Sang walked over, looked at the closed door behind her, and said doubtfully.

"Xi Huan, is Aunt Lan making things difficult for you again?" Somehow, Qin Sang noticed something different about her today.

Yuan Ziqing patted her only hand and comforted her.

"fine."

Aunt Lan came out of the room, and when she met the eyes of the two of them, something subtle flashed in her and Yuan Ziqing's eyes.

Then Aunt Lan said to the maidservants who usually deliver clothes.

"Let her deliver the clothes for you these days."

Seeing Yuan Ziqing pointed at by Aunt Lan, although they were a little surprised, they could not refuse the order from above, so they could only respond in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, she glanced back at Yuan Ziqing, this girl is very thoughtful, this Huanyifang can't let her stay here...

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Holding the washed clothes, Yuan Ziqing walked out of the Yifangfang. For the first time, he walked out in a fair manner.

Just like the first step under her feet, some things are just the beginning.

The purpose of her coming out this time is not really to see the peach grove in the imperial garden, her purpose is very simple.

The Golden Temple of the Western Chu Emperor.

The Golden Luan Hall has inherited several generations of emperors from Western Chu, and their Yuan family has served two dynasties. When my father was alive, at least half of the ruling and opposition parties were under his command.

Even if her Yuan family is in such a state now, those old departments, both bright and dark, should still be there.

She firmly believed that those father's subordinates did not believe that the Yuan family would conspire as much as she did.

Thinking of this, her steps kept accelerating.

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As a palace that has gone through several dynasties, the Jinluan Palace is particularly solemn.

In the early dynasty, there would be guards guarding round and round outside the Golden Luan Hall, and they were different from the Imperial Forest Army.

The Imperial Forest Army only patrolled around the harem and the imperial palace, and their imperial guards were equivalent to dead soldiers raised by the emperor, and they only listened to the orders of Emperor Xichu.

Guarded layer by layer, reflecting the brilliance of the rising sun, the Golden Luan Hall is even more resplendent, like a pearl in the entire palace.

The courtiers will go through the side door of the palace after they come down. The father is very protective of the information of his subordinates. Except for the eldest brother and his confidants, the rest, even the mother, never know.

It's just that she had overheard a person's name from her eldest brother before.

And this person, she firmly believed, had never been implicated in the treason before.

Looking at the sun and calculating the time of the next court in his heart, Yuan Ziqing hid somewhere by the side door.

On the palace road ahead, courtiers in various official uniforms came one after another.

A courtier in crimson court uniform came running with the hem of his robe lifted, shouting as he ran.

"Master Yu, slow down!"

The man who was walking alone in front paused, looked at the person who came, and clapped his hands.

"Master Cai is in such a hurry, why are you looking for Yu?"

Master Cai looked around and said in a low voice.

"You have also seen the emperor's attitude today. Master Yu thinks who will take the position of the prime minister."

Master Yu's face was calm, and he joked a little.

"I can't guess what the emperor is thinking, Mr. Cai should not make random guesses."

"Hey! Don't go, according to Cai's guess, the emperor seems to like you..."

Master Yu's eyes changed, and he flicked his sleeves.

"I can't take care of the affairs of Yu Mou's household department, let alone the dignified position of prime minister, I think these words, Mr. Cai, don't say any more!"

Looking at him like this, he seemed to be angry again.

Mr. Cai shook his head lightly. Mr. Yu is too straight-tempered and too pedantic, hey... He knew that he had bumped into a hard rock again, so he walked away quickly after saying goodbye.

Staring at the back of Mr. Cai leaving, Mr. Yu's eyes were unclear, and he was about to step up to follow.

A woman's voice came.

"Master Yu."