The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 336: Covering Gunny Sacks (Part 1)

The group returned to Bishui Hutong in a carriage.

"I don't know something." Gu Changqing suddenly said when he was about to get off the car.

"What's the matter?" the old Jijiu asked.

Gu Changqing pondered and said: "Since the Dragon Shadow Guard of the late emperor is loyal to His Majesty, it should be clear that His Majesty values ​​Jiaojiao very much, why would he help the emperor to harm Jiaojiao?"

The old Jijiu replied: "This is what makes the Dragon Shadow Guards different from ordinary dead men. They are tools for killing people. They don't have their own thoughts, and they only follow orders. Your Majesty asked them to be loyal to Concubine Jing. What Concubine Jing said It is their imperial decree, unless His Majesty personally takes them back."

"So that's how it is..." Gu Changqing suddenly realized that after staying in the military camp for so long, he thought he was familiar with Zhao Kingdom's expert field, but he didn't expect that he only understood the tip of the iceberg, and there was such a terrifying power hidden under the surface.

"I'm still too young."

he murmured.

The old Jijiu patted him on the shoulder: "It's not too late to know now. Your grandfather is His Majesty's confidant. He must have known about the existence of the Dragon Shadow Guard. It's just that the time has not come, so he didn't tell you. The Dragon Shadow Guard in the early years was very powerful. Yes, it's a pity that there are only a few of the dead and injured in this generation. His Majesty himself has never seen the horror of the Dragon Shadow Guard. He has no idea what he gave to Concubine Jing. What kind of murder weapon."

Gu Changqing nodded: "No wonder I heard from Eunuch Wei that His Majesty recently sent a few more hidden guards to Concubine Jing's side."

The old Jijiu said: "With the Dragon Shadow Guard, where is the need for a hidden guard? Your Majesty is too young."

"Wait." Gu Changqing suddenly remembered something, "Your Majesty was assassinated once, could there be a Dragon Shadow Guard among those people? Did the Dragon Shadow Guard even kill His Majesty?"

"That's not true." Old Jijiu shook his head, "The Dragon Shadow Guards will not assassinate His Majesty. This is the first order given to them by the late emperor, and the second order is to obey His Majesty. Even if His Majesty tells them to kill themselves , the Dragon Shadow Guard will follow the first order first. The person who assassinated His Majesty last time was the proton of Chen Guo, but it is impossible for the proton of Chen Guo to know His Majesty's whereabouts so well, he has internal support in the palace."

Gu Changqing said: "Is that person who should be Concubine Jing?"

The old Jijiu stroked his beard and fell into deep thought: "At present, there is no evidence that it is her. If she did it, why did she assassinate His Majesty? What good does killing His Majesty do to her?"

Gu Changqing thought for a while: "What if her purpose is not to kill His Majesty, but to stab His Majesty and blame the Empress Dowager Zhuang?"

In fact, His Majesty did put the blame for the assassination on the Empress Dowager Zhuang.

The old Jijiu looked solemn: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

If so,

That Concubine Jing is too scary, she can be regarded as taking revenge on Empress Dowager Zhuang, or fighting for the position of Empress Dowager, but His Majesty respects her so much, she can do it——

"I hope we guessed wrong." Gu Changqing said.

His Majesty respects Concubine Jing so much, except that it was not born in her stomach, it is almost the same as her own flesh and blood.

Gu Changqing understands His Majesty's feelings for Concubine Jing very well, and Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng once did the same for Aunt Ling.

The difference is that Aunt Ling is just an aunt. Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng knew that they had a mother since they were young, and it is more important for them to have a mother.

His Majesty was carried into Concubine Jing's palace when he was born, and was adopted under the name of Concubine Jing. Mother and child have been close for many years, and it was not until he grew up that His Majesty learned that his biological mother was a court lady.

At that time, he could no longer feel any affection for his biological mother.

The first emperor would not allow him to have mother-child affection for a lowly court girl.

If His Majesty was hurt by Concubine Jing, the blow would be devastating.

While the two were talking, the carriage arrived at the door of the house.

The carriage stopped and the surroundings became silent.

It was only then that the two heard a small, uniform snoring sound from their side, but it turned out that it was Gu Jiao who fell asleep hugging the pillow at some point.

The little girl slept soundly, her cheeks were pressed against the pillow, making her flesh twitch, and she was roasted red by the sweltering heat.

Both of them couldn't help laughing.

This girl really doesn't have the slightest interest in these things, so she just went to sleep without letting her wear a sack.

I'll go down first.

The old Jijiu said silently.

Gu Changqing nodded, and bowed to the old Jijiu as a junior.

Neither of them woke up Gu Jiao.

Gu Changqing stayed on the carriage, took a cattail fan from under the table, and fanned it gently for Gu Jiao.

It seemed that it was getting cooler, and Gu Jiao's frowning brows relaxed.

Yao Shi, who was picking vegetables in the front yard, saw this scene, touched his slightly protruding belly, and his eyes were soft.

Gu Jiao fell asleep directly until Xiao Qingkong came back from the Imperial College.

As soon as the little trumpeter arrived home, he began to trumpet tirelessly, and it was hard for Gu Jiao not to wake up.

Fortunately, I also slept enough.

Gu Changqing still has something to do in the barracks, so he won't stay for dinner.

In the evening, smoke was rising from the kitchen in the alley, and Xiao Liulang also came back from the Hanlin Academy.

He went to the old Jijiu's place, talked about some things, and when he returned home, he found Gu Jiao sitting listlessly in the east room.

She slept all afternoon, and it stands to reason that she should be very energetic.

But her sighing appearance really showed the essence of Xiao Jingkong's imitation of Mr. Zhao next door.

Xiao Liulang hooked the corners of his lips involuntarily.

After eating, Gu Jiao went back to the house listlessly, continuing to languish.

Xiao Liulang knocked on the door: "It's me."

Gu Jiao sat up: "Come in."

Xiao Liulang pushed the door open and entered.

Gu Jiao thought that he was here to bring her mung bean soup again, and although she wasn't hungry, she sat down at the table very cooperatively.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Liulang didn't hand her a bowl of mung bean soup, but just looked at her steadfastly.

Gu Jiao gradually sensed something was wrong.

She raised her head to meet Xiao Liulang's eyes, and asked strangely, "Why?"

Xiao Liulang's bottomless eyes sparkled, and he had a helpless smile that he didn't even notice: "Don't you want to put on a sack?"

"Huh?" Gu Jiao pricked up her little ears! Then she blinked, looked out the window, and said solemnly, "I'm not that kind of person."

Xiao Liulang almost believed it, you are indeed not that kind of person.

Xiao Liulang held back his smile, and asked seriously: "Then... go to the palace to see if my aunt is going?"

Gu Jiao sat up straight and said, "This...Of course!"

"Put on this." Xiao Liulang brought a set of clothes for a young eunuch as if by magic.

After he went out, Gu Jiao changed into his clothes and put on his hat.

The door was opened, and a playful little eunuch came out.

Xiao Liulang was caught off guard, his eyes stared straight.

He never expected that a woman would look so playful and cute in eunuch's clothes, with a pair of big eyes blinking, sparkling, a small face the size of a palm, and delicate facial features, even the head The red birthmark that has been criticized by others seems to have a different kind of aura.

If all the little eunuchs in the palace look like this, then what kind of concubine should they choose and what show should they choose?

"Does it look good?" Gu Jiao asked.

"It's okay." Someone said coldly, "Get in the car."

The two got into the carriage.

Today, Nan Xiang personally went to Qinghe Academy to pick up Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan. Liu Quan was free, but not now, he was going to send them into the palace.

Gu Jiao obediently sat in the carriage, straightened her legs, stretched her little toes, she could see that she was in a good mood.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace, Xiao Liulang generously showed his token of Renshou Palace.

"Excuse me, is there anyone else in the carriage?" the guard said politely.

Xiao Liulang lifted the curtain and let the guards look at him openly, but in fact he blocked most of Gu Jiao, and he could only see the clothes of the little eunuch.

Xiao Liulang said without changing his face: "It's the little eunuch of Renshou Palace."

"Ah, so that's the case, Xiao Xiu wrote it." The guard turned sideways and let him go.

The carriage drove all the way through the Golden Luan Hall, and it was impossible to go any further when it approached the harem.

Xiao Liulang said: "Okay, let's stop here, Uncle Liu, you go back first, and we will go back by ourselves in a while."

Liu Quandao: "I'll wait for you!"

Xiao Liulang said: "No need, aunt will send someone to see us off."

"That's right." Liu Quan smiled, "Then I'll go first!"

After Liu Quan left, Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao went near Huaqing Palace.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. It is late at this moment, but the twilight is still boundless.

Concubine Jing has the habit of taking a walk after meals to digest food. After dinner, she went to the Imperial Garden with Nanny Cai and others.

What happened in Huaqing Palace in the morning affected her to some extent, and her complexion was not very good.

Nanny Cai supported her, and a few young maids followed behind, not daring to speak.

"Go sit in the pavilion." Dowager Jing said to Nanny Cai.

"Yes." Nanny Cai helped her up the steps, and sat down on the stone bench in the gazebo, and then she told a little maid, "Go and make a pot of scented tea."

"Yes!" The little maid went to a nearby tea room to make tea.

The evening breeze is blowing, the weeping willows are swaying, and the imperial garden is bathed in tranquility and peace.

The little maid brought tea, poured a cup and presented it to Concubine Jing with both hands.

Cai Momo stretched out her hand to pick it up, gasped after touching it, and said sharply: "Bold! Do you want to burn the princess to death?!"

"Ah! I don't dare!" The little maid was so frightened that she knelt down, because the tea in the cup swung out and splashed all over her hands, and the back of her hands turned red instantly.

Concubine Jing said softly: "Forget it, she didn't do it on purpose, she's young, just teach her more. Get up."

"Thank you, Empress Dowager! Thank you, Empress Dowager!" The little maid was so grateful that she stood up tremblingly.

"Put it down." Concubine Jing said, looking at the tea in her hand.

"Yes!" The little maid put the tea on the stone table.

Concubine Jing said again: "Let me see your hands."

The little palace maid shrank her hands behind her back: "Don't dare to insult your empress' eyes!"

"Just show me." Concubine Jing said kindly.

"...Yes." The little maid lowered her head and stretched out her hands anxiously.

Concubine Jing looked at the back of her hand, and said: "It's all red, you don't have to wait in front of me, go back and apply some ointment." She said, paused, and said, "I almost forgot that this is not a nunnery, You little girls don’t have any ointment in your hands. Nanny Cai, take her to my room and give her a bottle of burn ointment.”

Cai Nanny smiled and said, "Your Majesty is really kind."

"Thank you, Empress Dowager!" The little maid knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

The court ladies and eunuchs who saw this scene felt that Concubine Jing was really a kind-hearted master. She had eaten vegetarian food and recited Buddha for many years, and she had a bodhisattva heart, which was much easier to get along with than the one in Renshou Palace.

When working in Renshou Palace, he kept his head on his waist all the time, offended that one at some point, and there was no reason to be beaten to death.

Nanny Cai led the little maid to retreat.

Xiao Liulang who was not far away looked back and said to Gu Jiao: "I feel sick in my stomach, and I suddenly want to go to Gongfang, you wait for me here... Forget it, don't wait, you go to Renshou Palace first, and I will wait for you in a while." I'll go by myself."

Gu Jiao looked at Concubine Jing not far away, then at Xiao Liulang, and nodded her head like a pest!

The corners of Xiao Liulang's lips hooked slightly, and he pursed his lips: "Then I'll go."

Gu Jiao: Hurry up, hurry up!

Xiao Liulang, who was disliked by his wife: "..."

Xiao Liulang walked to Gong's room, he naturally didn't really want to show Gong.

He walked as far away as possible, and behind the rockery where no one had passed, he took out a bamboo flute from his wide sleeve.

He had just gone to see Lao Jijiu, and he had already learned about Gu Jiao's assassination and what happened in Huaqing Palace from the other party, and he knew that Concubine Jing had a deceased emperor in his hands.

There is one thing that even the old Jijiu and His Majesty don't know, that is, Princess Xinyang also has a dead soldier left by the late emperor.

Xiao Liulang collected himself and blew the bamboo flute in his hand.

On a luxuriant tree, a black figure holding a long sword, leaning against the tree and closing his eyes to rest his mind suddenly moved his ears and opened his eyes. He clenched the long sword in his hand, with a serious look on his face, and flew towards the direction of the sound of the flute with light work. Go away!

Cai Momo left with the little maid whose hands were burned red, and only Concubine Jing and the rest of the palace servants were left in the pavilion.

"Slaves, go and pick some flowers for the empress." A little maid said.

"Also."

Concubine Jing nodded, "You all go, finish picking quickly, it's getting dark."

"Yes!"

Four court ladies and eunuchs came down the steps and picked flowers from the bushes.

There are several hidden guards ambushing around.

call out!

A shadow guard is missing.

call out!

Another hidden guard disappeared.

Whoosh!

All the hidden guards are gone!

Concubine Jing faintly sensed something, frowned, and turned around abruptly, but she was sacked by someone before she could see clearly!

After all, she knows martial arts, no better than a princess or concubine. With a twist of her fingertip, a poisonous needle was shot towards Gu Jiao!

Yo ho!

Poisonous scorpion!

Luckily, Gu Jiao was well prepared, stepped aside, grabbed the needle and stabbed her thigh and arm!

Concubine Jing didn't even have time to scream, she was overwhelmed by the medicine!

Explosion started.