Chapter 140

"No," Dai Jingfeng said hurriedly, "the Empress Dowager didn't call the man, but told aunt Biqiao to go out of the palace and give the small box of Chilblain Cream and silver to the man. The starter medicine and bedding were purchased by the man himself after he received the silver. All his subordinates were staring at them secretly."

"I see," Zhong Zhiheng nodded. "Since the Empress Dowager can carry it clearly, I can't just hold it."

Dai Jingfeng looked at Zhong Zhiheng and hesitated for a long time: "if the Empress Dowager still sends people to ningguta..."

"As long as Xu's door is not involved, don't worry about it. Besides, is there still a royal forest army staring at ningguta?" Zhong Zhiheng said in a slow voice, while the Empress Dowager looked at the pale and thin lipped woman in the picture on the wall. After all, he was also the eldest grandson of the Empress Dowager. "

"Yes, my subordinates understand," Dai Jingfeng bowed, and suddenly remembered something. He said to Zhong Zhiheng with a smile. "By the way, there is one more thing to report to the long live master."

Zhong Zhiheng picked up his eyebrows and said, "what's the good thing? Let's talk about it."

"It's not a good thing, but my subordinates think it's strange," Dai Jingfeng said with his lips. "The Empress Dowager usually gave Yu Ruyi or pen and inkstone to Xu's mansion in the Mid Autumn Festival, but this year she only gave Xu's mansion a pot of five needle pine. It's said that the Empress Dowager pruned it by herself. It's very well regulated."

"Ha ha," Zhong Zhiheng said with a smile, "I'm afraid that Xu Chengjin is even more depressed when he hears the news."

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Ci Ning palace.

"Empress dowager, you drink tea to moisten your throat," Biqiao came in with a tea bowl, and looked at the Empress Dowager still kneeling in front of the Buddha to recite sutras. When he did, he frowned, put the tea bowl on the small table, and helped the Empress Dowager to get up. "Empress dowager, you recited sutras from five o'clock. Now it's two hours. Don't be tired."

"Where is Pang Yi now?" The Empress Dowager got up and sat on the soft couch. She took a sip of tea and said softly.

"At this time, I'm afraid it's Zhili." Biqiao said, while sitting on the bench to beat the Empress Dowager's leg, he said, "pangyi's foot is fast. I'm afraid that he will be able to reach ningguta in less than a month. He will surely be able to deliver a quilt medicine to the eldest prince before October. After all, it doesn't make the eldest prince suffer from hunger and cold again. Empress dowager, you can rest assured."

"What can I do for you? However, he was the only one who suffered, "sighed the empress dowager, sipping her tea and whispering," I don't know how that girl would treat Mingwei kindly. "

When Biqiao listened to this, she was also very heavy in her heart. After a while, she said: "you should be relieved, Empress Dowager. Duan's daughter is also a noble daughter raised by the family. Naturally, she knows how to choose correctly."

"Just because she is a noble girl raised by the family, the mourning family is not at ease," sighed the queen mother. "Such a noble girl, which is not a human spirit? How can she be expected to serve Mingwei soup? What's more, Mingwei is like this again. It's said that she's an expensive girl with eyes higher than the top. Even ordinary women can't see Mingwei, can they? "

"Empress dowager, don't say anything like this," said Biqiao, deeply distressed and comforted. "Now that the family has collapsed completely, what is the pride of that family girl? If she dares to mistreat the eldest prince, Pang Yi will go there and fight or kill him this time. Please take heart, Empress Dowager. "

"After all, Mingwei has to be served by a proper person," said the empress dowager, thinking for a long time, and then said to Biqiao, "the former little Anshi, the mourner, looks good."

The name of Xiao an's family is an Hailin. She is the youngest daughter of an zishang, the Minister of rites. She was raised at the knee of an's wife in the main room. She grew up with the eldest one born by an's wife. Therefore, although she is a commoner, Xiao an's life is a day for her daughter. It's needless to say that Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, song and Fu are all beautiful Yes, Anzi has always regarded this youngest daughter as the Pearl of his eye, but the birth of this little Anzi has broken his heart.