Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Sun Wenzhong, who knew his master's tendency to enjoy trouble, readily accepted the task.

Even if this liveliness belongs to his master and his concubines.

Sun Wenzhong felt that if Consort Yu hadn't been somewhat favored by Emperor Jiaheng, this matter would have been several times more dramatic.

His master will definitely interfere, and he'll make Consort Yu and Consort Xian fight until they're completely broken.

Hey ~

To have such a master~

It's all fate!

Sun Wenzhong went to work.

Leaving aside Consort Yu, what must she have felt upon learning that Consort Xian had plotted against her because of the red charcoal, only to receive another batch of red charcoal shortly afterward?

Shu Jiao went to gossip with Ren Dong again.

The concubines in this palace are stingy, and the ladies-in-waiting in that palace bully others...

The gossip would sit down in the house, shelling walnuts and roasting peanuts, lighting a charcoal fire, and chatter all day long without a moment's rest.

After finishing, Shu Jiao clapped her hands and stuffed ten taels of silver into Ren Dong's hand. "I'm leaving."

"Jiaojiao."

Honeysuckle tugged at her, trying to return it, "I won't..."

"I'm not short of money."

Shu Jiao spoke first, "The master has given a generous reward. You can wait in the Imperial Garden for a while longer, and then we'll have some good days ahead of us."

"Then be careful."

Honeysuckle put the silver into her pocket, then pulled out a cotton robe. "I had someone replace the cotton and sew it for you. Wearing this will keep you warm when you go out."

The cotton robe has dense and neat stitches, clearly indicating that it was carefully sewn.

It feels very warm to the touch.

Shu Jiao chuckled softly, wrapped her cotton robe around herself, and left.

She doesn't really need it.

The hand warmer works quite well.

But since it was Ren Dong's heartfelt gesture, it would be difficult for the relationship to continue if she didn't accept it.

After her promotion, Shu Jiao had more free time.

She often goes out.

Every now and then, he would bring back some news to inform Consort Yi.

"Rou was illiterate and was punished by copying books. She was so angry in the palace that she took it out on the palace maids."

"Consort Xu stayed indoors because she was cold and fed her pet turtles until they died from overeating. She was furious and ordered the imperial kitchen to cook them into a dish."

"The maidservant beside Consort Rou is Consort An's person, and she's trying to persuade Consort Rou to drug Noble Lady Wan..."

Consort Yi was delighted and began showering people with silver.

Shu Jiao made a fortune.

Moreover, she has additional income.

"Oh, Sister Wanxiang."

Upon encountering the distinguished guest, Shu Jiao waved her handkerchief and said, "I heard from the laundry department that Linglong, the lady-in-waiting of Consort Liang, has been visiting the Imperial Hospital three to five times this month, saying she's feeling unwell..."

That's all I wanted to say.

Wanxiang is also sensible.

He skillfully pulled five taels of silver from his pocket.

Shu Jiao shook her head.

Wanxiang took out another five taels.

Shu Jiao shook her head again.

Evening Fragrance: ? ? ?

Your appetite is too big now!

Wanxiang's lips twitched, and she pulled out another ten taels of silver, stuffing it heavily into Shujiao's hand.

"Oh, you're too kind, sister."

Shu Jiao smiled and tucked the medicine into her sleeve, whispering, "I heard that the prescription includes mugwort leaves~"

Mugwort?

Wanxiang narrowed her eyes slightly, and four words subconsciously came to mind—

Fumigation with moxa helps protect the pregnancy!

"I heard that your Consort Xian argued with Consort Liang the other day, which made Consort Liang very angry. She went back to her room and claimed to be sick."

Shu Jiao said meaningfully.

Wanxiang's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, but she quickly put on a smile and said, "How could that be? My lady is not as eloquent as Consort Yu."

Your Majesty~

Something is wrong!

Don't let Consort Liang's unpregnant pregnancy be blamed on you!

Filled with a sense of crisis, Wanxiang slipped Shujiao a small piece of gold and hurriedly returned to the palace to find her mistress.

If you were to ask her why she trusted Shu Jiao so much...

Because of reputation.

Because the information that Shu Jiao has been selling these past few days, even the smallest bits and pieces of information, is all true.

If we don't trust her, who else can we trust?

Shu Jiao touched the gold, hummed a couple of verses, and went out for a stroll again in the middle of the night.

Spring is here and the weather is getting warmer.

The show is about to begin.

The moon was bright and the stars were few, but the light was still quite good.

The pool in the palace had just thawed, reflecting the pale moonlight, and a faint chill emanated from the dry well not far away.

"Ugh! Ugh—"

Suddenly, a muffled struggling sound came from behind the artificial hill.

The sound became clearer and clearer.

"Tear."

Someone used too much force, and the clothes were torn slightly.

"do not blame me."

A soft, sharp voice rang out, "If you have someone to blame, blame your stupidity and your greed. A traitorous slave will only face death wherever he goes."

"Gaba."

With a twist of the neck, the person stopped breathing.

The eunuch, dressed in a light blue robe, pulled the handkerchief that had been tightly covering the other person's mouth back into his sleeve.

He watched as the other person twitched twice on the ground, making a "hissing" sound, and then quickly stopped breathing.

The eunuch then reached out and touched the other person's nose and neck.

well.

dead.

They then tied the person up artistically and stuffed them into the dry well.

The eunuch waved his hand, tossing down the handkerchief as well, and coldly uttered two words—

"Filled it out."

The people following behind quickly picked up the dry branches and trash they had prepared beforehand, filled the dry well, and then put stones on it and tamped it down.

The technique was professional, and the movements were swift.

He's obviously a veteran.

"Look at them, how skilled they are."

Emperor Jiaheng hid on the artificial hill and sighed softly, "My harem is truly full of talented people."

Sun Wenzhong: ...

emperor!

What more do you want from your servant?

What do you want?

Do you expect your servants to follow suit?

Just then, they suddenly heard a sound coming from under their feet.

Emperor Jiaheng knelt down without saying a word.

Sun Wenzhong: ...

If you don't work hard, your life will be miserable.

Serving this master is retribution for the heinous crimes he committed in his past life!

"Tsk tsk~ Consort Liang is really ruthless."

"But a traitorous lackey deserves this fate. Come to think of it, this fellow was truly foolish; he betrayed his master for two hundred taels?"

"Consort Liang is quite generous."

"Now that's bad. The child in Consort Liang's belly was not guaranteed to survive anyway, and now the blame will probably be pinned on Consort De."

"Tsk~"

"Consort De has lost both her wife and her army; it's truly a tragic situation."

The voices below were soft and not very clear, but if you listened carefully, you could still make out the gist of it.

But it's just this sound~

Why does it sound familiar?

Emperor Jiaheng was deep in thought.

Meanwhile, the team that handled everything from disposing of bodies and burying people to filling wells finished their work with a "heave-ho" sound, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then quickly left.

As for inside the artificial hill~

Which lunatic is hiding in the artificial hill at night instead of sleeping?

They glanced at it briefly and found nothing unusual, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

Waited for a few minutes.

There was silence.

The eunuch who had just left slowly emerged from beside the bushes. "Let's go, there's really no one here."

Then a faint rustling sound was heard, and the surroundings became quiet again.

Seven or eight minutes later.

Still him.

The eunuch strolled out from the other side, searched the ground for a while with a lantern, and after confirming that there were no traces of clothing or anything like that, he left without saying a word.

Nothing else, just two words—

cautious!