This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Concubine Hua looked at the boastful Xiao Bazi and his swollen face, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

I had an urge, for some reason, to turn him back into a pig head immediately.

"We just said that she admitted it, not that she is dead. Why are you crying so sadly?" Zhou Ninghai snorted coldly.

Xiao Bazi was stunned when he heard what Zhou Ninghai said.

……

Little Bazi stopped crying as soon as he said so, with a dazed look on his face and an evasive look in his eyes.

Hua Fei now realized that Zhou Ninghai was trying to trick Xiao Bazi, but this time, it seemed like he was tricking him into doing something else.

It was all so easy.

"I know my crime. I was disrespectful for a moment. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Xiao Bazi adjusted his kneeling position again.

"Humph!"

Zhou Ninghai snorted again. Yesterday, he went to check Nanny Wu's family background and learned about the management mechanism of the Clothing Bureau. Each person was responsible for each task, and they were always consistent from beginning to end. How could the manager be changed at the last stage?

This is a strange thing.

Besides, there was Madam Wu, Wu Cuihua, who was taciturn and fair. No one praised her too much, nor did anyone criticize her too much among the servants in the Imperial Clothing Bureau. Such a person was obviously a neutral person in the palace, and had nothing to do with anyone.

As for that Madam Zhao, all the palace maids were making faces at her.

Zhou Ninghai is also an expert among the servants. He can tell at a glance who is the quiet mute and who is the noisy Pekingese in this mixed crowd.

How could it be possible that the task of delivering auspicious clothes to Concubine Hua, such a good job that would be rewarded at the last minute, would end up falling on a "mute" like Nanny Wu?

This is the second weird thing.

In addition, Zhou Ninghai also found out from the Clothing Bureau that Zhao and Wu were of the same level and had been fighting for many years. To be precise, it was Madam Zhao who had been suppressing Madam Wu in disguise.

Given this situation, how could Madam Zhao, who had been rushing to the Yikun Palace to measure clothes for the Empress, give up such a good job?

It is said that Aunt Zhao caught a cold.

However, when Zhou Ninghai went to the Imperial Hospital to inquire, he found out that Wei Lin had not received any information about the palace maid who had caught a cold and needed medicine.

After all, he is the manager of the Clothing Bureau. It’s not possible that he can’t even afford to prescribe a prescription.

These are the three weird ones.

Just when Zhou Ninghai had collected all kinds of information and analyzed them in detail but still couldn't find the clue, his apprentice Xiaolouzi got along with several young eunuchs under the Shangyi Bureau and got some "outrageous" clues.

Palace Maid A: "Madame Wu is usually very low-key. I don't know what made her agree to take on the task of making the imperial concubine's auspicious attire this time."

Eunuch B: "Oh no, it's all that little bastard's fault."

Palace Maid C: "Ah? Speaking of which, Madam Wu is quite old..."

Palace Maid D: "What do you mean old? He's only in his early thirties. This little boy has a handsome face. We don't have any men in the harem... Not everyone can be favored by the emperor..."

Maid D lowered her voice.

Hearing this, Xiaolouzi was stunned. How could this face be used in this way? He remembered that he had beaten Xiao Bazi into a pig's head, and his master had praised him repeatedly. Suddenly, he felt that the people in the Yikun Palace were really wasting talent.

"Tsk... please keep your voice down and don't say anything... but... I heard that Xiao Bazi was with Madam Zhao..." Eunuch B added.

The veins in Xiaolouzi's temples throbbed as he listened. These two maids were probably in their thirties, but that little boy looked about the same age as him, maybe eighteen or nineteen...

Although they are both eunuchs, their paths are so different.

Xiaolouzi distributed the remaining melon seeds in his hand to several palace maids and eunuchs who were gathered together talking, then he withdrew and reported the details to his master.

Zhou Ninghai combined his own analysis and suddenly understood.