The Golden Hairpin

Jing Yi and Jing Heng were both shocked, and they looked at each other and couldn't speak.

Huang Zixia lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said: "Actually, I only have a little speculation. I still want the two of you to help me first."

"Okay, I'll go find you this month's files first." Jing Heng said, got up and went out. Huang Zixia waited for him, holding his chin in a daze.

Jing Yi looked up at her and asked, "What do you think?"

She moved closer and asked Jing Yi softly, "Father-in-law Yi, do you have a way to help me enter the Zongzheng Temple and see the prince?"

"Oh... miss the prince?" Jing Yi asked, raising an eyebrow.

Huang Zixia's face flushed immediately, she was angry and anxious, and rolled her eyes to him: "What! I...I'm just worried that the prince is not used to living in Zongzheng Temple."

"No, don't worry." Jing Yi said, "As the prince, naturally you will not be left at the Zongzheng Temple's Yamen. Zongzheng Temple has a pavilion by the Qujiang Pond, which is used for Yamen gatherings and banquets. I've been to Meilin Yashe several times. Although it is not as good as the palace, it is still clean. The prince should be fine to live there."

Seeing him speak lightly, Huang Zixia was a little relieved, and then asked, "Is there a way to accommodate, let us meet?"

"How is it possible? After entering the Zongzheng Temple, the prince has already sent an export letter. No one can wait to see him privately, and he will not see him." Jing Yi said while turning over the pamphlet to proofread various accounts, "otherwise, the prince would be here. During the years in Korea, we have been famous and in charge of many departments. How can we not see him because we are open and secretly accommodating?"

Huang Zixia sat down opposite him, frowned and asked, "The prince wouldn't even see me?"

"No, I think it's useless to see it. Moreover, you should also know that the prince does not want you to be involved in the whirlpool around him."

Huang Zixia said anxiously, "Now that he thinks I can take care of myself?"

Jing Yi raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Seriously, Wang Yun is pretty good."

Huang Zixia was extremely depressed, stood up and kicked his case. The inkstone on his little boy shook, and two spots of ink splashed out.

Jing Yi looked at her, finally showing a smile on her face, and said, "Well, I know you are extremely anxious these days, just kidding you."

Huang Zixian stared at him angrily and asked, "Have you heard anything about this these days?"

"Nothing. The officials of the court of the first month are all repairing. They will not go to the Yamen until the fourth day. But they are not idle at home. Now the dark tide is surging in the capital, everyone already knows about the death of King E. , It’s another storm." Jing Yi said regretfully, "It’s a pity, it’s a pity that His Majesty Yuanri has suffered a head sickness again, avoiding pilgrimage and military battles, otherwise the court’s excitement would have already been vigorous. here we go."

Huang Zixian looked at him fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and she was helpless: "Don't look forward to it, okay?" Anyway, this is a terrible disaster, and hundreds of people in the palace of Kui are likely to be unable to escape.

"Long pain is not as good as short pain, and late is worse than early. When I think about the day after tomorrow, I feel a little scorched." Jing Yi said, seeing Huang Zixia standing up on her forehead and preparing to leave, he hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said, " Hey, don't be so lifeless, okay? You can't help it!"

Huang Zixia remembered the first time he met Jing Yi. When he made himself Yang Chonggu's identity, he looked so casual in front of King Kui, knowing that Jiangshan's nature is easy to change, so she had to sigh. Sigh, sit down again.

"I know, you must be more congenial with Jing Yu, huh, what is good about him, rigid and silent..." Jing Yi said that, after staying for a while, he said, "Oh, forget it, he is all about it. The prince is dead, so I won't speak ill of him anymore."

Huang Zixian asked: "You and Grandpa Jing Yu should have been with the prince since childhood?"

"I am not, he is. Jing Yu seems to have been sent to the palace when he was four or five years old. He is much happier than me. He has been in the palace since he was a child. Looking at the account book in his hand casually, with a pen without lag, he turned a page in a blink of an eye. "I was thrown into the shantang when I was born. When I grew up, I couldn’t eat enough in the shantang, so I robbed other people’s food to eat, and injured them, but was thrown out by the shantang. Years later, it rained suddenly, and my face was washed white, and some people fell in love with me..."

Huang Zixia blinked, and instantly thought about what it means to "look up".

He glared at her and said, "Don't think too much. The man saw that my arms and legs were sound and a face looked good, so he took me back to wash, changed a good dress, and sold it to the palace ambassador. I was clicked--"

Speaking of this, he raised his head and smiled slightly at Huang Zixia, revealing a pair of cute little tiger teeth: "Okay, I just joined the **** business. Later, after scanning in the palace for a few days, he suddenly heard that the Emperor Kui Mansion was expanded. I have to reward a few eunuchs, wow, you don’t know how I squeezed my head to grab this good position!"

Huang Zixia whispered: "That's also the talent of father-in-law Yi, who will be taken by the prince."

"Who said no, I also worked very hard. I used to be illiterate, but after entering the palace, Jing Yu found me a copy of "Thousand Characters". I started to read and often took roasted sweet potatoes to please me. The **** of Cangshuge, I have read all the books in it in a few years!"

Listening to his childhood experience, Huang Zixia was suddenly touched, and at a certain point in a certain place, a faint pain suddenly came. She looked at Jing Yi and whispered: "Your experience is a bit like a...a person I know."

"I know, Yu Xuan." He said nonchalantly.

Huang Zixia was taken aback for a moment, and slowly asked, "Do you know him too?"

"Nonsense, do you know who the bag in the capital is? Do you think Lu Yunzhong likes to talk nosy? It's just a little bit of leftover from my side." Jing Yi said, not ashamed, but proud, "You still I knew everything about Yu Xuan without returning to Beijing."

Huang Zixian turned away, and then turned to the subject: "So... Father Yu has always had a good relationship with you, and is still kind to you?"

"What a blessing, this **** just wants me to share some more things." He said, dazed for a while, and finally said, "Yeah...if it weren't for him, maybe...maybe I'm still dumbfounded. Be a little eunuch."

When Huang Zixian watched him talk about Jing Yu, the thin mist in his eyes hesitated, feeling a little hard to tell.

Jing Yi saw it all at once: "If you have something, just say, is it related to Jing Yu?"

"Hmm..." Huang Zixia nodded slowly, and then asked, "Do you think Jing Yu usually behaves...something wrong?"

Jing Yi was dumbfounded and slowly put down the account book in his hand. He raised his eyes to look at her and asked slowly: "What do you mean?"

Huang Zixia no longer covered up, saying: "It means, I doubt him."

"Because he begged the prince to keep Zhang Xingying as a personal guard?"

"It's not just this. For example, the prince and I were hiding in the Shudi Inn at the time, but Zhang Xingying and Jing Yu chose that one. Soon after they came over, the arson began; the prince was next to him. There was no change when carrying that charm, but it began to change after putting it in the box. At that time, Jing Yu was dead beside him, and there was only Zhang Xingying..."

"You let me think about it." Jing Yi raised his hand to stop her.

Huang Zixia stopped talking, just sat next to him and looked at him.

He looked dignified, thought for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Three years ago in the Pang Xun chaos, the prince's left hand was almost disabled due to the appearance of that charm. After that, everyone around him changed it, and I and I Jing Yu was selected at that time."

"Could he have been in contact with anyone before?"

"Impossible, because at that time, the prince selected a file from the palace directly, and then he went over and pointed out a few randomly according to the name on it, regardless of whether he was beautiful or ugly. No one knew in advance that he was. The eunuchs in the palace in the past didn’t know who he would choose. Even the prince himself just looked at the name and pointed randomly.” He said, patted his chest and let out a sigh, “Fortunately, my name was good at the time. The prince’s attention."

"So, everything is just a coincidence, it has nothing to do with your talents?" Huang Zixia asked casually, "What was your previous name?"

"Ergouzi."

"..." Huang Zixia was still speechless, he thought about it again, stood up and picked up the lamp on the table, and said: "Come on, it's useless to say anything, let's go see Jing Yu's relic."

Jing Yu's room is next door, and under the light of the lights, you can see that his residence is very spacious. There are tables and stools at the entrance, the left-hand ear chamber, and the right-hand bedroom. Jing Yu likes stone carvings. There are various stone carvings on the tables and windows, all of different sizes, but they are all very cleanly maintained.

"Jing Yu plays an important role in the palace, so there are quite a few people who interact with him. You see, this peach blossom stone pen holder was given to him by Cui Chunzhan."

Huang Zixia picked it up and looked at it. Seeing that it was only placed in an inconspicuous place, she looked back at the other stone sculptures. She thought to herself that Shaoqing of Dali Temple was only treated so casually, and she didn't know who gave the other things.

Jing Yi saw what she was thinking, and said, "Jing Yu is cautious. He makes a list of all the gifts given to him and gives it to the accountant. The gift giver, appraisal, time, etc. are not leaking. Anyway, the prince will definitely not take it away. , It will only let him continue to keep it, and the real thing is still here."

Huang Zixian nodded, then looked around everything in the house, picked up a stone ball with a delicate pattern and looked at it. He felt that the weight was not right, it seemed to be hollow, so he tried to pull it out, and it was fastened tightly. The two semicircles, the thumb-big stone ball is carved so that only a thin layer is left, and the middle is hollowed out to hold things.

Jing Yi said: "This is Jing Yu's favorite thing. It can be worn with silk and hung on his waist. You said that everyone else hangs gold and jade jewelry. Isn't it funny that he hangs a stone? But I laughed. After several times, he was in his arms and still refused to leave."

Huang Zixia looked at the ball carefully and said, "It seems that there is water stains."

"Really? Oh, this thing is so exquisitely made, it should not leak out if you put water in it. But what can it hold if it is so small? It's not enough to moisturize your lips."

Huang Zixian turned the ball, looked at the water trails on it, and said nothing. After a long time, I thoughtfully asked: "Didn't he carry it with him? Then, why didn't he bring it to Shu, but left the things he likes so much here?"

"Yeah... I watched him take it away, why did I show up here again?" Jing Yi also remembered, frowning, "Could it be that there are two identical?"

"Two?" Huang Zixia squeezed the stone ball in his hand and turned to look at him.

"Yes, will he take one but the other one?"

"Two, exactly the same..." Huang Zi Xia muttered to herself, then suddenly opened her eyes, and unconsciously repeated another sentence, "The two exactly the same... took one away, and left the other..."

Jing Yi looked at her and asked, "What do you say?"

"Nothing... I seem to understand a very important thing." Her face was pale, but in this pale complexion, there was a bright color of joy, as if the clouds were breaking through the sky and the sun was rising. .

Jing Yi looked at her, and finally said something nice: "Is it suddenly clear after my guidance?"

Huang Zixia was speechless: "Thank you for guiding me."