The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 647: Persimmon cake

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

"Here it comes!" Kong Wenjie hurriedly went over to open the door and looked at Chen Qingxuan standing outside. He clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Chen, long time no see!"

"Guard Kong, why are you here?" Chen Qingxuan looked surprised, obviously not expecting to see Kong Wenjie here.

"Oh, isn't this okay? I was bored, so I came here to hang out with you," Kong Wenjie laughed, and then changed the subject in a hurry, "Mr. Chen, you have something to do here. ?"

"Oh, let me bring you some garlic." Chen Qingxuan pointed to the donkey cart behind him. "It was just dug out of the ground. It's still fresh. Grandma asked me to bring it to make sweets for you and your wife." Garlic."

"That's it, I'd like to thank you and Grandma Chen on behalf of my husband and his wife." At that moment, Kong Wenjie hurriedly stepped forward, unloaded the garlic from the donkey cart and moved it into the courtyard, while looking back at Chen Qingxuan looked surprised and said, "Mr. Chen, do you want me to go to the backyard to report to you and your wife?"

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

"Good go, Mr. Chen!" Kong Wenjie also waved his hand and closed the door.

Chen Qingxuan looked back at the two closed doors. He felt strange no matter what. He knew the origins and identities of Kong Wenmin and Kong Wenjie. In the prefect's Yamen, even the prefect treated the two brothers Everyone was very polite, after all he was from the capital, but now Kong Wenjie appeared in the Nanshan Villa, saying that he was coming to hang out, but when he looked at Kong Wenjie's attitude, it was obvious that he regarded Zhong Mingwei and Meiya as their own. The master views it.

What happened all of a sudden?

While driving the donkey cart, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but look back at Nanshan Villa. He couldn't figure it out. Then he shook his head, turned around, and drove the donkey cart back.

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The tenth day of July in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng

Royal study room.

Zhong Zhiheng looked impatiently at the imperial concubine Zhao who was kneeling on the ground chattering away. He waved his hand and cut off Zhao's words: "Don't talk about other useless things. Let's talk about how Concubine Hui suddenly became so good. The abdominal pain doesn’t stop? What have you found out these days?"

That day, Hui Bin suddenly suffered from severe abdominal pain and was about to faint. Fortunately, Qin Lu arrived in time, gave Hui Bin acupuncture, made a decoction and took it, and Hui Bin survived peacefully, but in the end she was still After lying in bed for several days, she saved the dragon seed in her belly. Although her health improved, Hui Bin was frightened and suffered from nightmares for several days. She saw that she was thin and disfigured, which was very pitiful.

On that day, Zhong Zhiheng asked on the spot the cause of Hui Bin's illness. Qin Lu asked about Hui Bin's recent diet, and there was nothing abnormal. When he was puzzled, he looked at the small table There was half a tray of persimmon cakes left, and she was immediately shocked. After asking Hui concubine, she learned that Hui concubine had eaten a few extra pieces of persimmon cakes during the day. This persimmon cake was a specialty of the Great Cold and was taboo for pregnant women. Concubine Hui was pregnant, so the imperial kitchen was very cautious, so how could they send persimmon cakes to Changchun Palace? No one said anything for a while, but everyone knew very well that one of the empresses might have made the wrong idea again.

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

"Long live the Lord, I have found out about Hui's accidental eating of persimmon cakes," Mrs. Zhao said hurriedly, looking at Zhong Zhiheng's gloomy face, she said with a difficult expression, " The concubine had no clue at first. There must be dozens or hundreds of servants entering and leaving the imperial dining room every day, so she had to bite the bullet and use a stupid method. On July 7th, she summoned all the palace servants who entered and exited the imperial dining room in one place. The palace servants in the imperial dining room testified, and finally it was found that a total of ten people had been exposed to the persimmon cakes. The concubine continued to trace the whereabouts of the persimmon cakes. Nine copies of the persimmon cakes were found, and Cui Qing, the maid of the palace who was born in Zhongcui Palace, The plate of persimmon cakes that I took was not missing, and Cuiqing had a very tough mouth. She must have eaten it herself, but my concubine felt that something was fishy."

"Tell me, what's weird about it?" Zhong Zhiheng said calmly.

"Long live Lord Mingjian, with such a large plate of persimmon cakes, a total of eighteen pieces, how can a thin palace lady like Cuiqing eat them all in one day?" Mrs. Zhao said hurriedly.