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The scalp on the back of his head was numb from time to time, and Gong Shangjiao felt helpless. This Zheng family head was good in every way, but she was too narrow-minded. Why was it so difficult for him to laugh at her?

There is no other way. You have to worship the little ancestor who was brought back by yourself with all your wisdom and tricks.

Fortunately, it won’t be available for a few more days.

Gong Shangjiao raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, stood up and walked slowly to the door, and ordered Jin Fu: "Send someone to bring a basin of hot water and two hand towels, and then go to the palace kitchen to ask for three or five plates of snacks and two servings of porridge."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "I want different kinds of dim sum. Not too sweet, not too oily, and not too crispy. I want vegetable and meat porridge, with more minced meat, not too salty, not too bland. Bring two more sets of tableware over as well."

"Yes, sir." Did the two sirs not have dinner when they went to the Corner Palace before?

"Remember to ask the kitchen to prepare more hot water, porridge and snacks as well. Don't be afraid of wasting them. Leave someone to watch over them in case the brides wake up and need to wash and eat."

"Yes, sir." The sir is really considerate.

"Send someone to find Madam Fu, the head steward of the women's courtyard, and ask her to bring the daily clothes that I asked the women's courtyard to prepare for the brides to the clinic this morning. We need them tonight."

"Yes, sir." Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise before the marriage selection ceremony officially took place, all the brides would be dressed in white from clothes to shoes, and no one would know who they were cursing.

"Send someone to the Imperial Guard Camp to find Commander Jin and ask him to send someone to bring the dowry that the three assassins brought into the palace, as well as the personal belongings seized from them, to the clinic for inspection. They must be delivered tonight."

"Yes, sir." This old swordsman's confidant was really stupid. He would not have thought of anything unless the sir had told him. Everything related to the assassin was important. He even waited for the sir to mention the inspection of the assassin's belongings and dowry... Sooner or later, he would be sent home to eat himself!

"By the way, if the expedition comes, remember to remind me early." If you can't say it directly, making some noise will do.

"Yes, sir." The young master had to deal with important matters at the palace gate, and it would be inappropriate for Young Master Zheng to break in without permission.

"Okay, that's all, let's do it." Gong Shangjiao waved his hand and turned to go in.

The door was still half open, as were the large windows on both sides.

Gong Shangjiao walked into the temporary tea room and placed the clay pot refilled with spring water on the stove.

He went outside the cubicle again and chose a blind spot that could not be quickly discovered from the door or the two windows. He turned his back to the screen and spoke in a low voice, but without any of his usual coldness and hardness: "Zhao Zhao, you have been lying down for two days and three nights. Are you really not hungry at all? I brought you your favorite five-spice dried meat and red bean cake. Eat some to fill your stomach first. The porridge will be served later. You can drink something hot and then continue to lie down. You may be stubborn, but don't learn from your brother Yuanzheng. He really ruined his body. Do you hear me?"

Zhao Zhao was Zhang Xueming's nickname, given by her father Zhang. When father Zheng got the news, he immediately gave her sister Zheng Nanyi a nickname Chao Chao.

The pronunciation is the same but the characters are different, both have good meanings, one means brightness and the other means morning.

Zhang Xueming replaced her sister's identity. Zheng's father told Gong Shangjiao her nickname, but it was "Ling Lian Juan Xi Ji Liu, Lan Zhao Zhao Xi Wei Yang." Zhao Zhao.

Gong Shangjiao was very polite, and even though he knew Zhang Xueming's nickname, he rarely ignored etiquette and called her by her nickname.

This was a tacit understanding between the two: Gong Shangjiao would only call her that when he showed weakness, gave in, and promised that he was not lying to anyone. It was a recognized signal of ceasefire and peace talks by both parties.

As Gong Shangjiao spoke, he took out two small brown leather bags from the pockets of his wide sleeves.

After opening the sacs, Zhang Xueming could smell the familiar aroma of meat mixed with spices from one bag, and the sweet aroma of red beans from the other.

Then, Gong Shangjiao heard the sound of someone in the small compartment behind him tumbling off the bed and tidying up his clothes.

The place where he was standing was where the eight-panel landscape screen met the wall. As long as that panel was pulled outwards a little, there would be enough space to pass things in.

Without waiting for Gong Shangjiao to make a move, Zhang Xueming reached out and easily pushed the screen open, then gently poked his left elbow with his fingers.

Gong Shangjiao didn't even turn around. He put his hands behind his back and Zhang Xueming took the leather bag from his hand.

Gong Shangjiao suddenly recalled the time when he slept outdoors in the woods and used pine nuts to coax little squirrels to catch them. The corners of his mouth rose and fell, and then fell again.

Zhang Xueming didn't say anything. He pulled the screen back to its original place, walked around to the other side of the bed, sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, opened the leather bag, and began to nibble on the red bean cake.

After the two brothers left, Zhang Xueming got up and ate up the pouch of pork jerky and the pouch of honeysuckle candy that Qing Zhi had given her the night she entered the palace. She also took out six wheat cakes as big as her head from the storage space and ate them. She drank half a pot of water before lying down again.

Now, she can eat some more.

Listening to the rustling sound, Gong Shangjiao wanted to laugh but couldn't. He knew that Zhang Xueming had endured the hardships of sleeping in the open air and enjoyed the luxury of being wrapped in gold and jade, but this was the palace, Gong Shangjiao's territory, not some dangerous place. Why did his family force Zhang Xueming to starve himself and pretend to be unconscious just because he went out?

Suddenly, something was thrown out of the cubicle, over the screen, and fell on his head.

Gong Shangjiao took a step back helplessly, and with a pull of his wide sleeves, the thing appeared in front of him.

Just a ball of paper.

The paper is the rice paper cut on the desk for replying official documents, and the ink is the pine soot ink with a slight laurel scent in the inkstone.

When he unfolded it, he saw regular script on it, but it was not the handwriting he was familiar with.

How many different handwritings did this person prepare? Gong Shangjiao's eyebrows jumped. What about trust between people? Is it so insecure? Those who really worked as spies were not as outrageous as her!

The paper simply stated the bride trial, purpose, and steps, marked the first, second, and third places, and briefly gave the reasons for the selection. The reward section was left blank but marked.

For example, for the first place, it is marked that there is no need to give away magical objects, rare treasures will do.

You can tell at a glance what Zhang Xueming is planning.

However, Gong Shangjiao is now the young master, and he can have some say in some matters.

"That's great, just do it according to what's on the paper." Gong Shangjiao raised his eyebrows.

Turning to the other side, there were words as well, but they said: In view of the bizarre experiences I have had recently, please be sure to provide me with a list of pre-marital check-up items and detailed check-up steps. Please?

Gong Shangjiao nodded: "Okay, the list will be delivered by the end of tomorrow morning at the latest."

He turned the paper over and over several times, but found nothing else. He folded it and put it in his sleeve pocket, then asked Zhang Xueming in a low voice, "Do you have anything else to tell me? For example...about your brother Yuanzheng?"

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“The spirit is curled up and stays, the light is bright and endless.” This line comes from “Chu Ci·Nine Songs·Yun Zhongjun”. “Zhaozhao” means bright and shining.

?Qieqie: must; must. Mostly used in letters. Must not forget.

In addition, the number of words is not included in the number of words in the main text of this chapter. (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～