The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Linglong's eyes fell on the seal of the imperial edict and she suddenly sneered. It was true that the empress had a changeable mind and temperament.

He put the jade seal and the imperial edict into the space, and tapped the black iron block that looked like a phoenix with his fingertips: "Is this a transfer order?"

Youxue, who had already climbed onto the tray, nodded the snake's head.

"Yes, Master. Phoenix Black Order, the transfer order of the three armies of Nanling."

"Yes." After putting the transfer order into the space, Linglong picked up the letter and started reading it.

The first one had no mark on it. I opened it and took out the letter.

"My son, be at peace. Don't hesitate and tell me when you get to the mausoleum. Your mother is Ji Lanhuang."

This short sentence left Linglong speechless.

Overthinking? Not happening!

He put down the letter in his hand and picked up the second one. The name on the cover was Er Yiyang.

"Master, this is the current Nanling Feng Jun."

She raised her delicate eyes slightly, and with her fingertips she casually pulled out the letter and unfolded it.

Er Yiyang, 33 years old, Nanling Fengjun, the son of the current Taiwei...

The Shan family is the father's family of Taiwei Zhengjun, which is pretty good!

I stroked the letter with my fingertips. On the surface, each and every item on it had nothing to do with my father. However, if I looked closely, each and every item was closely related to my father.

Ever since my father and Queen Nanling met, they have had a close connection.

Put down the letter in your hand and pick up the next one.

When he saw Fang Tianzhi's name on the envelope, he was not surprised at all. He took out the letter and started reading.

Fang Tianzhi has been assassinated, and the person behind it is Prime Minister Zhengjun. In Taohua Village, Fang Tianzhi targeted them because of jealousy and secretly tripped them up. Later, it was because of An An's arrival that he openly targeted their family.

The reason why he dealt with An An was because An An was the child of the former prime minister's mansion master, the real legitimate son of the prime minister's mansion, Chang Jingyang.

Prime Minister Cejun, the current Prime Minister Zhengjun. When An An was four years old, An An's father died of illness, and Cejun became Zhengjun, and An An was officially raised under Cejun's name.

The so-called raising was just flattery, and An An became a playboy as Cejun wished.

Until a year ago, it was reported that the prime minister's legitimate son ran away with his beloved in pursuit of his love. Then came the prime minister's mansion, which had never given up the reputation of looking for An An.

His gaze fell on the last sentence, and his emotionless amber pupils were filled with frost.

The Prime Minister’s second son will arrive in Qingshan soon.

dong dong...

The door knocked twice, and then a woman's deep voice came: "Master, your subordinate Qian Xin wants to see you."

Gui opened her lips slightly and said, "Come in." She folded the letter in her hand, put it into the envelope, threw it aside, and picked up the next one to open.

creak...

The woman in dark tights carefully opened the door.

"Your subordinate Qian Xin, here to see the Palace Master."

Shang Qiaoshan knelt on one knee and saluted.

"Well, how's it going?"

"No need to worry about the order, the papermaking business is already on track."

Shang Qiaoshan said respectfully, took out a few pieces of letter paper from his bosom, stood up and put them on the table next to Linglong, "This is the finished product I brought, please take a look."

After he finished speaking, he took a few steps back and knelt back in his original position.

Linglong was a little confused after hearing this, and looked up from the letter: "Isn't the bark soaked in water?"

If the bark is not soaked in water, the impurities on it will be difficult to remove.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the finished paper on the table.

Under the warm yellow light, it is not difficult to see that the paper is white with few flaws. I picked up the paper and looked at it.

"Master, when we were harvesting mulberry trees, we happened to meet a farmer who lived by the water. Because it rained a few days ago, the water level rose, so they cut down some trees to block the water. There happened to be some mulberry trees among them."

Linglong understood, put down the paper, and replied calmly: "Yes." She handed the letter forward: "Don't kneel, look at this."

"Yes, master." Shang Qiaoshan stood up, lowered his head, walked quickly forward and took the letter from Linglong with both hands.

dong dong...

Linglong stood up and said, "Come in." She walked leisurely to the tea table, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and sipped it.

creak...

The door opened, and Ming Si entered the room carrying a tray: "Master, please have your meal."

Linglong glanced sideways and saw Ming Si walking towards her carrying a tray with three stacks of exquisite dishes and a bowl of bird's nest porridge on it.

Put down the teacup in your hand: "Put it on the table."

"Yes, master."

thump……

The sound of flesh touching the ground suddenly rang out.

Just as Ming Si was about to put the tray on the table, his hands shook and he almost knocked the tray over.

He was already nervous about meeting his master, and he almost lost his composure.

Linglong glanced at him calmly, and the latter straightened his back and then carefully placed the tray on the table.

"Thank you, Master."

Shang Qiaoshan's voice rang out with a choked sob.

She didn't expect that the master would put the Shan family in jail so quickly! The most important thing is that her two elder sisters are still alive.

Linglong sat on the round stool beside the table and picked up the jade chopsticks on the table, "I promised you, no need!"

Yin Luo raised his eyes and said, "Ming Si, go to the study and bring all the books on the table."

"Yes, master." Ming Si responded as he picked up the tray.

Linglong took a sip of the bird's nest porridge, her brows furrowed for a moment, but soon returned to her calm state.

“Is it different from what you expected?”

Shang Qiaoshan carefully protected the letter and his conversation returned to normal.

"Yes, I once thought that all this was the Queen's purpose."

After all, a country cannot be rich and powerful just by relying on the national treasury. It is also impossible to have a wise ruler who oppresses the people.

Among the four classes of people, scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants, merchants are at the bottom of the social hierarchy, and it is impossible for them to fight against officials.

What’s more, he is the king of a country.

"Well, your two sisters should arrive in Qingshan Town tomorrow. You can make arrangements then."

Shang Qiaoshan knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily: "Thank you, Master."

Linglong said calmly: "Get up and wait."

"Yes."

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of chopsticks hitting the porcelain bowl.

At the same time Linglong put down her chopsticks, Ming Si's breath also arrived at the door.

"Master, the book is here."

Ming Si quickly placed several thick books on the tray in his hand on the table and looked at Linglong with an attitude of wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Linglong took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips, "Well, Ming Si, what do you want to report?"

Ming Si knelt on one knee: "Master, I want to ask you, do you need to invite guests for the wedding?"

Two days ago, the master did not show up. He just left a letter for the poster and disappeared before he had time to ask.

Putting down the handkerchief, his tone was less cold: "No need for a banquet, just a buffet."

"Yes, master."

After getting the consent, Ming Si put away the dishes on the table and quietly retreated.

Linglong raised her hand, and a rosewood box carved with camellia flowers appeared in her palm.

He stood up and came to stand five steps away from Shang Qiaoshan, "Qian Xin will give you the certificate."

At this moment, Linglong's aura changed, becoming dangerous and mysterious.

Shang Qiaoshan knelt on one knee, "Qian Xin, listen to my orders."

"You are Shang Qiaoshan, Qianxin of Lousha Palace. Now, I will appoint you as the master of Yao Tower of Lousha Palace. Are you willing?"