Chapter 647

"Is there anyone?" Suddenly there was a door call outside.

"Here we are!" Kong Wenjie was so busy that he opened the door and looked out at Chen Qingxuan. At the moment, he was so busy that he said, "Mr. Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Why are you here, Sergeant Kong?" Chen Qingxuan's face was surprised. He didn't expect to see Kong Wenjie here.

"Oh, isn't that ok? I'm idle and bored, so I'll come here to have a walk with my husband and wife, "Kong Wenjie made a ha ha, and then I'm busy to change the topic," Mr. Chen, what are you doing here? "

"Oh, I'll send some garlic," Chen Qingxuan said, pointing to the donkey cart behind him. "It's fresh. Grandma asked me to send it to my husband and wife to make sweet garlic."

"Well, I'll thank you and grandma Chen for my husband and wife." now, Kong Wenjie is so busy that he takes the garlic off the donkey cart and moves into the yard. At the same time, he looks back at Chen Qingxuan, who is surprised. "Mr. Chen, do you want me to go to the backyard and report to my husband and wife?"

"No, I have something else to do, so I won't bother." Chen Qingxuan waved and then got on the donkey cart.

"Good day, Mr. Chen!" Kong Wenjie also waved and closed the door.

Chen Qingxuan looks back at the two closed doors. How do you think it's strange? What's the identity of Kong Wenmin and Kong Wenjie? He knows. Once in the magistrate's Yamen, even the magistrate was very polite to their brothers. They are from the capital. But now Kong Wenjie appears in the other courtyard of Nanshan. He says that he's turning around, but he looks at Kong Wen Jie's attitude clearly shows that Zhong Mingwei and Meiya are the masters.

What's going on?

Chen Qingxuan, driving the donkey cart, couldn't help looking back at the other courtyard in Nanshan. He couldn't figure it out. Then he shook his head and turned around and drove the donkey cart back.

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Jiasheng, July 10, 2003

Royal study.

Zhong Zhiheng looked impatiently at Zhao Shi, the imperial concubine, who knelt on the ground and chattered endlessly. He waved his hand and cut off Zhao's words: "don't talk about the useless things beside him, and why does Hui's concubine suddenly have more abdominal pain? What have you found these days? "

On that day, Hui's concubine suddenly suffered from abdominal pain, and was about to faint. Fortunately, Qin Lu arrived in time, gave her a needle, and fried soup and medicine to take. Hui's concubine was born safely, but she stayed in bed for a few days, which saved the Dragon seed in her belly. However, she got better, but Hui's concubine was frightened. She had nightmares for several days, and looked thin and disfigured It's very pitiful.

On that day, Zhong Zhiheng asked Hui's concubines about the cause of the disease. Qin LV asked Hui's concubines about their diet recently, but there was no abnormality. When he was puzzled, he looked at the half tray of persimmon cake left on the small table. He was shocked and lost his color. He asked Hui's concubines about how many pieces of persimmon cake were eaten in the day. This persimmon cake is a cool thing It's a thing that pregnant women should not eat. The concubines are pregnant. The imperial dining room is very careful. How can they send persimmon cakes to Changchun palace? For a while, no one said anything, but everyone knew that even one of the maids had a wrong idea.

Zhong Zhiheng was furious and asked Zhao, the imperial concubine, to investigate the matter thoroughly. Zhao immediately took the order and came to the imperial study today to report the matter.

"Long live, I have found out about the wise concubines eating persimmon cakes by mistake," Zhao said, looking at Zhong Zhiheng's heavy face. She couldn't speak. "I had no clue at the beginning, so I had to go in and out of the imperial dining room tens of thousands of servants every day, so I had to use stupid methods to put all the people in and out of the imperial dining room on July 7 Summoned at one place, the imperial dining room's palace official pointed out that a total of ten people had contacted the persimmon cake. My concubine continued to trace the whereabouts of the persimmon cake. Nine of the persimmon cakes could be found. But the plate of persimmon cake that Cuiqing, the little palace maid of Zhongcui palace, took was not found. Cuiqing's mouth was very hard. I had eaten it myself, but my concubine thought it was quite strange. "

"Tell me, what's the difference?" Zhong Zhiheng said calmly.

"Long live Ye Mingjian, how can you eat all the persimmon cakes in a day? There are 18 pieces in total for a big plate. How can you eat them all in one day?" Zhao is very busy.