It's night.

‘Su’ house on Taohua Lane.

The creation of "Farewell My Concubine" is getting better and better these days, and it is no longer Lin Daiyu's passion for shaving her head and choosing one of her own - Xue Baochai stays in front of his uncle's soul every day, and the whole family is entrusted to Bao Qin's temporary care. Now that he is free, it is inevitable

I also put most of my thoughts on this story.

From this, I gradually began to immerse myself in it.

Nowadays, the two of them correspond and exchange opinions almost every day, and they always come up with new sparks of inspiration. Although the draft has been changed several times because of this, and only one and a half chapters have been finalized so far, Lin Daiyu never tires of it.

Every time, if it weren't for Zijuan and Xueyan who tried their best to dissuade her, she would have stayed up all night to indulge in her creative passion.

But tonight, the always attentive Sister Lin seemed a little absent-minded while sitting at her desk. Every time she finished three or five words, she would raise her head and glance down.

Gein was not the only one engrossed in reading in the study today - on the makeshift square table on the right, Jiao Shun was also writing and meditating, painstakingly pondering the admission regulations and responsibilities and obligations of the Academy of Engineering.

Lin Daiyu was only curious at first, but gradually she became worried when she saw Jiao Shun burying his head in his book and eating simple meals in the study.

After hesitating again and again, she put down the brush in her hand and whispered, "Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Jiao Shun paused for a moment, raised his head and said with a smile: "We have indeed encountered some trouble - but in the officialdom, if you don't want to live with the light, you will definitely encounter a lot of trouble, especially with my background, and even more so.

It is inevitable to be regarded as a loser. As the saying goes, it is difficult to pass the test. I have become accustomed to it in the past few years. Now if no one jumps out to embarrass me for a period of time, I will become suspicious, fearing that I will be in big trouble.

Hidden behind."

Lin Daiyu fell silent after hearing these words.

She had been influenced by Jia Baoyu since she was a child and was indifferent to official career matters. Therefore, although she had known that Jiao Shun was different from Jia Baoyu and did not just work hard at home, but had another career outside, she did not

I haven't considered the difference carefully.

It wasn't until today when I heard Jiao Shun talk about the hardships outside in a joking tone that I suddenly realized that all the fun and surprises in life were all the things he squeezed out time from his busy schedule to prepare.

Thinking about it this way, those memories seem to have added weight.

"What's wrong?"

Jiao Shun saw that she was so stunned that she couldn't write anything, so he stretched himself and stood up and said with a smile: "I won't write anymore, I won't write anymore. If I had known it would make you worry, I shouldn't have brought my official business home."

"I did not mean that!"

After hearing this, Lin Daiyu also stood up hurriedly and said: "Since it is important business, you should come here and write it. I will ask the maids to make a cup of ginseng tea."

With that said, without waiting for Jiao Shun to reply, he stepped forward to grab Jiao Shun and sat him down in front of the desk. Then he moved the official documents, drafts, pens, inks, papers and inkstones over like ants moving.

Although Sister Lin is a straight person, her demeanor is as graceful as a bird without any trace of fireworks. Especially when moving the heavier inkstone, she moves like a weak willow supporting the wind, holding her heart in her arms. Although she is not even half flattering, she is quite romantic.

Jiao Shun couldn't help but catch her little hand in his palm, and said with a smile: "Then I will be disrespectful today - but it's okay not to drink the ginseng tea, otherwise I will be alert, but I am afraid that my sister will have to worry about it in the evening."

Upon hearing this, Daiyu hurriedly broke away, glanced at him angrily, and walked out of the study without saying a word.

Normally, Jiao Shun would have had to chase him out to have some fun, but today he really had something important to do, so he could only regretfully pick up his pen and continue to sketch on the draft.

Not long after, Lin Daiyu personally brought a cup of fragrant tea, which contained jasmine tea.

She put the tea away and first looked at the ink in the inkstone. Seeing that there was still a lot of ink, she went around to the incense burner and prepared to replace the half-burned sandalwood.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took out the incense box, she saw the four characters "Refreshing and Refreshing Products" printed on it. Lin Daiyu was startled. After hesitating for a long time, she finally changed the sandalwood. However, after changing it, she couldn't help but blush.

Jiao Shun glanced.

After that, Sister Lin left everything else behind and only stayed with Jiao Shun in the study, refilling his tea and studying ink from time to time.

When the night got darker, he ordered the maids to prepare a bathtub.

Jiao Shun was flattered by this rare tenderness and consideration. He was originally afraid that going home to write this memorial would make Shi Xiangyun worried, so he chose Lin Daiyu's side. Who would have thought that by accident, he would get something unexpected?

.

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At the same time, in Chuxiu Palace

The Queen was having a night chat with Concubine Wu.

Under the dim light, Concubine Wu curled up slightly and lay on her side next to the queen. Against the background of the queen's slender figure, she looked even smaller and more adorable.

"So..."

She widened her beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "Is it possible that the emperor no longer trusts Jiao Shun? Otherwise, why would he allow Wang Ge Lao to get involved in engineering?"

The queen shook her head slightly: "It's not that serious, but it should be certain that the emperor intends to accept Wang Zhe's New Confucian school and even allows them to take a share of the engineering pie."

After a pause, he couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how Jiao Shun will break the situation."

"What if he can't break the game?"

Concubine Wu was worried: "Will I be ignored by the elders of Wangge? I heard that it is to be imitated by Guozixue - a doctor of Guozixue is a fifth-rank official. When the time comes, three or five of the same rank will be combined.

If you go against him, it doesn’t matter who has the final say!”

The queen is also worried about this.

Although she had absolutely no intention of messing with the palace, while she memorized the two secret articles, she could not help but look at someone differently, so subconsciously, she did not want him to be picked off by Wang Zhe.

"Sister, sister?"

Just as he couldn't help but feel a little distracted, Concubine Wu pushed him twice on the shoulder. When he came to his senses, he heard her say: "Do you think there is any way we can help him?"

After the two became closer, she finally changed her 'empress' to 'sister'.

"Help him?"

The queen laughed dumbly and joked: "Didn't you complain that the emperor shouldn't let Jiao Changqing be Yao's teacher, which made the civil servants unhappy? Now you are fighting for him."

"This time, that time!"

Concubine Wu said nonchalantly. Seeing that the queen was still smiling, she said angrily: "My sister asked questions knowingly. I didn't know that he had something in her hands before. What's more, the telegraph incident also proves that this person is indeed somewhat crooked."

, even if his moral character is not good enough to be a teacher, he is still qualified to act as a dog or horse.”

After saying that, he bit back and said: "Sister, I have been worried ever since I got the news. Maybe she got caught up in the drama after reading the memorial, and actually thought that Jiao Changqing was... alas~!

The two hurt each other for a while, and then they made peace with each other in a breathless voice.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Concubine Wu couldn't help but inquire in a low voice: "Sister, have you noticed that your Majesty's energy has been declining since he contracted the cold at the beginning of the month..."

"Be careful!"

Even though she knew that there could be no ears in the bedroom, the queen was still frightened and said: "How dare you say such nonsense? If anyone listens to it..."

"I just want to talk to my sister."

Concubine Wu came up, hugged the queen's arm and said coquettishly: "Of course I hope that the emperor will live forever, but if something happens, we sisters should be prepared in advance."

The queen was silent.

Naturally, she knew the emperor's physical condition better than Concubine Wu. Starting from March, the emperor's physical condition had been stable and improving. However, after he occasionally caught a cold at the beginning of the month, although he recovered quickly, his vitality was still weak.

However, God has never fully recovered, and there are even signs of gradual deterioration.

According to the rhetoric of the imperial doctors, it can be roughly inferred that this winter will be a hurdle. If you can get over it, you will have at least half a year. If you can't get over it...

Emperor Longyuan himself should have been aware of this. If not, he would not have been in a hurry to 'recruit rebels', and would even give up part of the power of engineering in order to win over Wang Zhe's New Confucian school.

But is this really a good idea?

It was difficult for the queen to make a judgment, but she always felt uneasy.

She was not complaining about Jiao Shun, but after all, it was Jiao Shun who built engineering from scratch. Now that he has finally achieved some results, he hastily introduced the New Confucian school to pick peaches. No matter how he thought about it, she felt it was unkind.

But these things were not something she should object to.

So the queen sighed slightly and advised: "Go to bed early, you will be on duty again tomorrow."

Concubine Wu frowned and snorted a few times when she heard this, with a look of disgust on her face.

When the emperor first fell ill, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get close to him. But now she was tired of the imperial duties. She served tea and water like a maid in the Qianqing Palace, and was scolded by the emperor from time to time.

How could it be as comfortable as being in the Zhongcui Palace surrounded by stars and the moon?

To be honest, she thinks about it today and at night, hoping that the emperor will die soon!

He is already half-dead anyway, so why bother holding on to his corpse position?!

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While Concubine Wu was full of disrespect, Concubine Rong in Yanxi Palace was also panicking because of the emperor's physical condition.

Although it was already late at night, she still had not fallen asleep. Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were disheveled. She was pacing back and forth in the dormitory like a trembling wind. Her face was alternately frightened and vicious, and her silver teeth were clenched from time to time.

Suddenly she made a sudden stop, and the majestic headlights trembled a few times. They finally overcame the force of gravity, but they were still stumbling amidst her gradually heavier breathing.

Moving her eyes to the dressing table, Concubine Rong clenched her fists, her whole body trembling.

After a while, she moved step by step to the dressing table, opened the bottom drawer with trembling hands, and took out a small box with two locks from the drawer.

Because my hands were unstable, it took me several attempts to open the two copper locks one by one.

After unlocking it, Concubine Rong did not open the box immediately, but put it on her lap. Then she took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then opened the lid little by little.

However, when the box opens wide, what comes into view is nothing!
To be continued...