"Relying on Favor as Queen (Rebirth)"/Wu Fan

The head office of the Nei Zhusi is in Ninghui Hall. To get here, you need to pass through the Xihua Gate with gold nails and red lacquer.

The white jade pillars standing next to the Xihua Gate are exquisitely carved with swimming dragons and auspicious phoenixes of various shapes, and the cloud patterns on them are also ethereal and lively.

After a while, Rong Xi arrived at Ninghui Hall.

The reason for coming early was that it was time for the emperor to have breakfast at 3:00 a.m. At this time, the food bureaus of various departments had to prepare meals for the emperor. The imperial guards were extremely strict, and no one else was allowed to wander around.

After the emperor's meal time, the chariot courtyard and chariot courtyard outside Ninghui Palace had to wait for dispatches at any time. If any master in each palace needed a chariot or chariot, he had to come here in advance to inform him, and the affairs would be recorded in the palace.

Unified deployment.

Ninghui Hall is in charge of various departments and bureaus, big and small, and is very busy all the time.

When recording things in the palace, it was only in the early morning that I had time to see Rong Xi.

The people in the palace are always quick to spread gossip, and Rong Xi has also heard in the past few days that there are two masters in the palace who want her to serve them.

Not long ago, Qiu Ju, the eldest maid of Concubine Li, came to look for her. She brought a brocade bag of golden melon seeds and stuffed them into her hand with a hint of caution, saying that Concubine Li had given them to her.

The Nei Zhusi Department has not yet decided on her whereabouts, but Concubine Li seems to be sure to win, and is sure that she will be transferred to serve the second princess Mu Qian. They also sent the eldest maid to bribe her in advance and fight with her in advance.

Easy to deal with.

There were reasons for Concubine Li to be domineering in the palace. First, she gave birth to a son and a daughter for Emperor Mu Zhen, and she was the most favored by the emperor.

Secondly, his father was the chief official of the Privy Council, Privy Secretary Shi, who was in charge of the military power of Da Qi, and even outshone the chief ministers Zuo Xiang and Right Xiang of Zhongshu.

But Rong Xi knew clearly in her heart that no matter whether she followed Concubine Li and the second princess Mu Qian or not, she could not accept the reward, so she politely stuffed the bag of golden melon seeds back into Qiu Ju's hand.

When the young eunuch beside him saw Rong Xi coming, he led Rong Xi into the palace.

The hall is filled with smoke, the floor is covered with dark red old wood, and the interior is simple but still has a royal atmosphere.

The recorder, wearing an ear-covered crown and an indigo official uniform, was explaining important matters in detail to the young eunuch in charge of copying.

The eunuch who led Rong Xi in held up his hands and said in a childish voice, "Aunt Rong is here to record the matter."

Rong Xi bowed to Lu Shi Fu Shen, Lu Shi nodded and stopped everything he was doing.

All departments in the Daqi Palace are under the jurisdiction of the Menxia Province, and the household affairs are not divided.

In the previous dynasty, the chief official of the sect, Shizhong, was an elevated official. The most important thing on weekdays was to serve the emperor, and he was regarded as a close minister of the emperor.

But after the second generation emperor of Da Qi, the current Qizhuang Emperor Muzhen, came to power, the chief ministers and servants under his sect had real power.

In recent years, Shizhong has done a lot of things such as sealing and refutation, reviewing office memorials, etc.

The personnel transfer orders of various departments and bureaus, as well as the trivial matters of Yongxi Palace, were handed over to the lower-ranking recorders.

Rong Xi's whereabouts are very difficult.

The two masters, Mu Huai and Mu Qian, were not easy to mess with, and Lu Shi had been having trouble making decisions these past few days.

A palace maid cannot ask the emperor or the queen for instructions, but she asked the attendant for instructions, and the attendant was well aware of how difficult this matter was.

The waiter put the blame on the matter, saying that he was busy with official duties and left the matter to the sole discretion of the recorder.

The recorder in the palace looked respectful on his face, but after he stepped back, he secretly gritted his molars.

Doesn't this offend anyone?

There is only one maid of the Rong family, and it is impossible to split her in half and divide her into half for one master.

Rong Xi came to Ninghui Hall to record the matter and came up with an unkind method.

That is to let Rong Xi choose his own master. In this way, if there is any resentment in the palace, it will not be blamed on him.

If you want to complain, blame this palace lady named Rong.

The recorder was very good at talking and told Rong Xi about letting her choose her own master.

He also said that he admired Rong Xi, and he thought highly of her by letting her choose her own master and find a future.

Rong Xi raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, but his heart was like a bright mirror, clearly seeing through the bad intentions of the person recording the incident.

Her complexion remained as usual, as warm as the spring breeze.

In the palace, there is always a hierarchy, and the person below is always the one taking the blame. She has been in the palace for a long time, and she has long been accustomed to these humiliating things in the inner palace.

Rong Xi's voice was calm, and he said to the recorder in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Your Excellency, please allow me to think about it for one more day. After all, I can only choose between these two masters."

In fact, what Rong Xi meant was: After all, no matter which side she chooses, she will definitely offend someone.

Lu Shi had been immersed in the palace for many years, so he naturally understood another layer of meaning in Rong Xi's words.

Bianjing, the capital of Daqi, is located in the south. Rong Xicao spoke in Wu Nong's soft language with a very soft tone.

The recorder secretly felt that although the appearance of this maid of the Rong family was mediocre, her speech was sweet and sweet.

You can't pretend to have that kind of cooing tone, it doesn't look artificial at all, but it makes people's bones feel tingling.

Recording things calmed my thoughts.

On the left and right, the maid of the Rong family was trying to gnaw a hard nut, so she agreed to her request and at the same time told Rong Xi: "Make a decision as soon as possible, this matter cannot be delayed any longer."

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The weather in Biandu was wonderful that day. The geese that were alone during the migration season flew across the clear blue sky, chirping loudly, and the clouds rolled and relaxed.

Rong Xi walked on the palace road leading to Fuu Palace and looked up at the lone wild goose flying by.

The sun was glaring, and she frowned slightly.

It would be a lie to say that I wasn’t worried when I went back this time.

Rong Xi once guessed in his mind the concubines who secretly plotted to cause Yu Zhaorong to miscarry her child. Yu Zhaorong had offended too many people during his lifetime, and Concubine Li was one of them.

Concubine Li was suspected of harming Yu Zhaorong. If she wanted to serve the person who had killed her old master, Rong Xi would always feel guilty and alienated.

As for the fourth prince Mu Huai...

There was a lot of noise in the palace corridor not far behind me.

As soon as Rong Xi thought of Mu Huai, she saw the princes and princesses who had returned from studying at the Hanlin Academy walking along the palace road, and she hurriedly retreated to one side of the palace road.

The late Emperor Mu You had already set the rules when he was still alive. The princes and daughters of the Qi Dynasty had to study diligently. At the time when the bells in the Purple Palace were not ringing, they had to sit down in the Hanlin Academy and wait for their master to teach.

Rong Xi secretly thought to herself that what a coincidence. Among the princes and daughters passing by, she actually saw the person she was thinking of just now - the fourth prince Mu Huai.

Mu Huai did not often attend banquets in the palace due to leg ailments. Although Rong Xi had seen him, he only glanced at him from a very far distance.

Rong Xi saw Mu Huai's face clearly for the first time today.

Mu Huai's facial features were clear and clean, and his eyes were calm and a little cold.

He was sitting upright in a wheelchair, wearing a moon-white robe, a dark sash on his waist, and his black hair was tied with a small white jade crown. After returning from studying, Mu Huai's clothes were not complicated, but they showed the uniqueness of his royal background. The arrogance and nobility.

The moonlight was originally a light sky blue, and this color gave Mu Huai's skin a cold, sickly white color, and also made his sharp eyebrows and black hair appear darker.

When Mu Huai and his party were about to pass by Rong Xi, she knelt down respectfully and lowered her head according to the palace rules to avoid bumping into the noble lords.

Two words came to mind—

There are orchids and jade trees, and the moon is clear and the breeze is clear.

Having seen him from a distance before, I felt that although all the princes in the palace were not bad in appearance, he was the most handsome among them.

He has the appearance of a jade gentleman, but he doesn't have the femininity of those noble sons from Daqi families.

Rong Xi knew a little about fortune-telling, and when he looked at Mu Huai just now, he felt that there was a hint of scorn in his eyes.

If it weren't for the disease in his legs, he might have been the most cheerful prince in Yongxi Palace.

Although Rong Xi felt sorry for Mu Huai's leg ailment, he had heard early in the morning that this elegant fourth prince was the most cold-hearted and surly, and that several maids had died in the palace.

Emperor Mu Zhen was kind and gentle. When he carried out the dead body of the third palace maid from Mu Huai's palace, he finally told Mu Huai to restrain himself and stop taking the lives of palace maids at will.

Yu Zhaorong had a bad temper, but when he teased the palace servants, he just cursed a few times, or slapped the palace servants a few times with a wattle stick.

But if she does things in front of the fourth prince, her head will probably be tied to her waist.

Thinking like this, the light autumn wind swept over Rong Xi's cheek, and a faint cold fragrance filled her nose.

Rong Xi's heart skipped a beat.

She recognized a few perfumers, Feng Yu, and knew some about spice blending.

This fragrance should be made from the needles of the rare Sparse Fenghan plum. It has a unique and far-reaching smell.

She kept staring at the little ants crawling hard in the cracks in the ground, but the cold fragrance was getting closer and closer to her.

Rong Xi gradually held his breath, and what he heard in his ears was the sound of wooden wheels running over the bluestone floor.

Mu Huai's wheelchair actually stopped in front of her.

Rong Xi regained his breath and was at a loss when he heard his order: "Raise your head."

Rong Xi originally thought that Mu Huai's voice would be a clear teenage voice. After all, he had just been crowned and was only twenty years old.

But to her surprise, Mu Huai's voice was deep and mellow, very masculine.

Rong Xi didn't show any timidity. Although he didn't know Mu Huai's thoughts, he still raised his head as he was told and said respectfully: "I have seen your highness. May your highness be safe."
To be continued...