It was unlucky on the first day of April, and it started drizzling just after dawn.

The blue sky, the thin white rain, the small green carriage wandering through the rain and fog, and the mother Chang in the carriage closed her eyes and rested her mind, showing little interest in the streetscape outside the window.

For a woman in the palace, it is not easy to see the scenery outside the palace, but after years of walking on the same road, one cannot take one more step, and gradually lose all interest and expectations.

Fude Temple is located in the west of the city, and maple trees are planted along the way. The most beautiful time is when the red leaves are in the sky in autumn.

At the moment, Mother Chang didn't even look at her, and was soon welcomed in respectfully by the monk waiting there.

After that, you don’t need to mention more about worshipping the Buddha and incense. After finishing these tasks, the Changmao didn't rush to leave, but took a walk in the temple and breathed the fresh and free air.

This is the old habit of Mother Chang. At this time, she doesn't like novice monks to follow, and only takes two maids to walk around.

After this walk, I went to the depths of the flowers and trees.

The gap between the flowers and trees revealed a light blue corner, and the voice of conversation came faintly.

Mother Chang had a stop before she turned and left.

I have seen a lot of privates in the palace for a long time. She knows the truth about curiosity and is not interested in listening to the wall.

But the next sentence stopped her from leaving, and instead made her take a step closer.

Although Fude Temple is a royal temple, it is not only open to the royal family, except for certain festivals, it will be open to ordinary pilgrims.

"Have you heard that King Qi is going to kill Princess Qi?"

Another voice laughed and said: "Who hasn't heard of this now? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect King Qi to be this kind of person..."

The previous voice retorted: "If you want me to tell, the truth doesn't have to be this way. The truth of the affairs of the nobles is true or false, how ordinary people can see clearly."

Another person smiled and said: "Anyway, the nobles are making trouble, let's just watch it, otherwise the days will be boring."

"Yes. Speaking of which, there have been a lot of accidents among the nobles in the past two years. Recently, there have been King Qi and King Xiang, and there were other princes before, and even the eldest princess lost his life—"

Mother Chang was stunned.

Princess? Which one is this talking about?

The eldest princess married in the capital is not a small number. I haven't heard of any accidents. Not long ago, all the queen mothers who could come to her birthday feast came, and only one of them was seriously ill.

Can listen to these two people's discussion, shouldn't the rhetoric of losing one's life be related to the death?

Mother Chang couldn't help but listen carefully.

A sigh came across the flowers and trees: "The princess is still a princess, isn't she already a commoner, even we are not as good as we are speaking..."

Mother Chang was shocked and couldn't help taking a step back.

There is only one eldest princess who has become a common people--

Princess Rongyang is dead?

when did it happen? Why didn't Cining Palace get any news at all?

In astonishment, Mother Chang took a step closer.

The two maidservants who followed her looked nervous and did not dare to show up.

A sigh came: "The eldest princess also married the wrong person. I heard that Cui Luma had been cold and indifferent to her, and she was like a widow. In the end she died in the hands of Cui Luma..."

Mother Chang was surprised again.

Princess Rongyang was killed by Cui Fuma?

In shock, Mother Chang's ears were pricked up.

But the two behind Huamu changed the subject at this time, and talked about the latest news in Beijing.

These are obviously two women who like to talk about gossip very much, and this kind of women is too common in Beijing. Mother Chang has no interest in knowing the identity of each other, and only cares about Princess Rongyang.

After a moment of groaning, she made a decision, and motioned for the two maids to stay where they were and walk in the direction where the sound came from.

Behind Huamu are two women with ordinary eyebrows. The older one wears a blue dress and the younger one wears a red dress. Although the style is fashionable, the material is not good in the eyes of Mother Chang.

She quickly came to a judgment. This should be the wife of two small officials and small officials. The level is not high, but the spread of gossip is the fastest.

If it were replaced by ordinary people, the idleness of being busy with their livelihood would fade.

It is not difficult to deal with two women like this.

Mother Chang strode over.

The appearance of Mother Chang made the two women stunned. The slightly older woman in blue skirt asked, "You are—"

For the convenience of going out of the palace, Mother Chang wore only out-of-the-pit styles, and the materials were not top-notch, but her tolerance could not be hidden.

At least two women could see that the person who appeared suddenly should be higher than them, so they used honorific titles.

Mother Chang swept the two women, and her aura was full: "You don't have to ask me about my identity, and I don't ask about my identity. I just want to inquire about Princess Rongyang."

The two women couldn't help but stare at each other.

Mother Chang took out two gold ingots and stuffed them into the hands of two women.

The heavy gold ingots shocked the two women.

Mother Chang faintly smiled: "I want to come to Princess Rongyang. It is already known to everyone. It is not a secret. As long as the two of you tell what you know, these two gold ingots belong to you. You don't know me, I Wouldn’t it be good to leave Fude Temple as if nothing happened without knowing you?”

The two women glanced at each other, and there was no one who could not agree, and they quickly told about Princess Rongyang as if they were pouring bamboo tubes.

Sister Chang listened, took a deep look at the two women, and walked away quickly.

When the footsteps were far away, the woman in the red skirt touched the gold ingot hidden in her arms and couldn't help but sigh, "These nobles are really making money."

This gold ingot can cover her man's salary for more than half a year.

The woman in the blue skirt glared at her: "Stop talking about it, let's go."

The previous remarks were of course addressed to the person just now.

Because it is the first year of the new year, although it is drizzling, there are not few pilgrims who come to the incense.

With a guilty conscience, the two women deliberately avoided people and walked on a secluded road. When they walked to a bamboo forest, they suddenly became dark in front of them, and they didn't know where they were when they woke up.

A young man appeared before him.

The two women wanted to scream, but found that their mouths were blocked and they couldn't make a sound.

The young man's expression was solemn: "Jin Linwei handles the case!"

The eyes of the two women were wide open, full of panic.

How could there be Jin Linwei?

They just collected a gold ingot and talked a few gossips, it wouldn't be enough!

The young man played with the dagger and said coldly: "I have something to ask you. If you yell or don't answer honestly, think about the gold ingots you haven't had time to spend."

The two women turned pale with fright.

Sure enough, the gold ingot caused trouble!

The stuff in their mouths was taken away, and the two women gasped for breath.

"Let's talk about it, what is your identity?"

...

After asking, the young man concluded from experience that the two women did not dare to lie, and then let them go.

Be careful, and soon two men with ordinary eyebrows quietly followed a woman.

The young man rushed back to the Yan Palace, came to the study and said to Yu Jin with a look of excitement: "Master, there is a situation with the Queen Mother!"