Wen Zhuojin didn't eat the hot soup noodles until the evening of Xu.
After the Royal Guards showed up, they said there was an assassin, and everyone in the prayer hall was checked, even the belongings they carried with them.
There were many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who went there, and they would investigate as soon as they said they would.
Wen Zhuojin brought a lot of things with her, most of which were carried by Zirong. When the guards checked, the chewing biscuits fell to the ground, and the spare gilded sachet was flattened. Also, Wen Zhuojin collected some fallen snow from the plum blossoms on the way and put it in a water bag, which was poured out by the rough guards.
"It's all my fault for being useless. This is the girl's favorite sachet..." After dinner, Wen Zhuojin saw Zirong still holding the flattened sachet and crying.
"It can be repaired. I'll deduct the repair fee from your monthly salary, okay?" Wen Zhuojin said, patting the little maid's head.
"Okay, okay!" Zirong replied immediately, and looked at the guilt and sadness before she felt relieved.
"She cries so much and still needs the girl to comfort her. She's hopeless. Hurry up and prepare bath water for her." The maid Bai Tan came over and said. Zirong blushed and hurried out.
"Miss, would you like some more tea and snacks?" Bai Tan said to Wen Zhuojin in a soft voice, with a very gentle look in her eyes when she looked at Wen Zhuojin.
Wen Zhuojin was very kind to these servants.
Thinking that the delicate person had been frightened and wronged today, I became more careful when serving her.
"I'm fine." Wen Zhuojin looked at Bai Tan and smiled.
Bai Tan only felt that her daughter was the reincarnation of a celestial being.
Wen Zhuojin drank some tea and her expression remained silent for a moment.
The guards said there was an assassin, and looking at the situation it seemed like something was lost. I guess it was someone or something that was lost.
What could possibly make the guards feel hidden in small sachets and water bags?
The Imperial Guard is directly under the jurisdiction of the eldest princess, so the lost items are probably the eldest princess's.
Since she is the reincarnation of Goddess Xuannv, why would she lose things?
Wen Zhuojin thought about it casually, and the corners of her mouth curled up, with a hint of gloating.
These noble people's affairs have little to do with her, as long as they don't affect her current life.
When she was surrounded by the Imperial Guards in the prayer hall, Wen Zhuojin came up with an idea.
Since these people believe in Queen Xuannv so much, why not use Queen Xuannv's mouth to cancel her marriage with the Prince of Rongguo?
The people in Tianxuan Palace can fabricate incense letters if you give them some money, let alone things like matching horoscopes.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhuojin felt better.
I'll go to Tianxuan Palace again another day, prepare some more silver, and then I can go find Fenmianxiu again.
I just don't know how much money it will cost to ask those people for help.
I bought a lot of incense materials before the New Year, and I don't have much cash left.
"Today, the wife of the Marquis of Changyuan gave you a box of things, saying that it was for you to play with. Do you want to see it now or wait until tomorrow?" When Wen Zhuojin was thinking about something, Nanny Jiang came to ask Wen Zhuojin.
"Bring it here now!" Wen Zhuojin came to her senses upon hearing this, and immediately asked Nanny Jiang to bring the things here.
Wen Zhuojin opened the box and took a look. Not only did it contain beautiful velvet flower jewelry, but also glass cups and small jade carvings, each of which was exquisite.
My uncle's family has three sons and no daughters. In addition, Wen Zhuojin lost her mother at a young age, so they have always loved and doted on Wen Zhuojin the most.
If there are any good things, Wen Zhuojin should come first.
Wen Zhuojin played with it happily for a while, then asked Qinggui to help prepare a return gift for her aunt, and prepared to go to her uncle's house the next day.
"It's a pity that the Changyuan family was not chosen by the princess to burn incense and pray for blessings." Nanny Jiang looked at how good Wen Zhuojin's aunt was to Wen Zhuojin, and sighed again, feeling sorry for them.
Wen Zhuojin thought to herself, it's a good thing I didn't go.
Today, the forces in the court can be divided into the "Zi Bu Yu Gui Li Luan Shen" faction and the Tianxuan sect that believes in the goddess Xuannv.
Wen Zhuojin's uncle, Changyuan Bo's family, belongs to the "Gentleman does not speak of strange things" school.
Even if the eldest princess asked her to go to her uncle's house, she would not go.
Wen Zhuojin often went to her uncle's house since she was a child, and studied with several cousins. She was also a firm believer in "a gentleman does not talk about strange things."
It's just that she didn't want to be too special and be stared at and get into trouble, so she didn't express her position. She pretended to be sick and avoided socializing, concentrating on studying the art of incense and feeling happy and at ease.
Given the situation today, if her uncle and the others really went there, it would be troublesome if they smelled the poisonous fragrance.
Seeing that Nanny Jiang was still very worried, Wen Zhuojin asked her to prepare incense for her.
After preparing the return gift for visiting her uncle's house tomorrow and getting the bath water ready, Wen Zhuojin went to take a bath first.
With the floor heating in place, the room was quite warm, and Wen Zhuojin took a comfortable bath.
The snow was still falling outside, the night was dark and the cold penetrated to the bone.
The people who came to burn incense had all returned long ago, but the imperial guards were still patrolling in groups around the Tianxuan Palace, extending all the way to the Yunjing City.
In a side hall of Tianxuan Palace, a teacup shattered on the ground, and a young woman in palace dress had a look of anger on her face.
"You're all useless! The person has escaped, and the goldfish talisman is nowhere to be found. What's the point of having you? I don't care what means you use, even if you have to search this place thoroughly, you must find the goldfish talisman. Whoever finds it will be killed without mercy."
The low voice sounded extremely angry, and trembling a little, as if afraid.
The man in the Royal Guards uniform nodded and retreated.
"Don't be angry. In this weather today, even if she escapes, she probably won't survive. What's more, the incense used on her was specially prepared by my master. Without the antidote, she will be a useless person, especially after she becomes addicted, she will not be conscious. You can relax." A slightly enchanting voice came, and it turned out to be a woman in crimson female crown clothes and holding a whisk walking from behind the woman in palace dress.
"I hope so. But, as you know, she is not an ordinary person. She actually hurt your master and escaped. If she escapes and rises again, everything will be over..." The woman in palace dress relaxed her brows slightly, then frowned again.
"How is that possible? Don't think about it. Just light some calming incense and have a good sleep, okay?" said the woman dressed as a nun.
"No, we can't sleep! We must strike first and cut off her wings. We can't wait any longer. Let me think about it. Yes, first kill a group of upright people in her name, and then..." The woman in palace dress stood up and muttered something, and the woman dressed as a nun stood quietly and listened to her orders.
On the other side, Wen Zhuojin was completely unaware of what was happening outside. While combing her hair, she leaned against the head of the bed and wrote and drew with charcoal.
I smelled some new scents today, some good and some bad.
Wen Zhuojin habitually records it, guesses the possible incense materials, or combines incense, and then decides on the incense materials to buy, or goes to the incense market to look for them in person.
This time is even more special.
Wen Zhuojin smelled a pleasant scent that looked like blush, as well as the toxic fragrance of the incense sticks in the prayer hall.
Both are what Wen Zhuojin wants to find out.
After comparing the Materia Medica and Hexiang Notes, she read for a while and made some notes before going to bed.
Perhaps it was because she had been tossing and turning for a long time during the day, or perhaps it was because the smell of the blushing face was too deep in her memory, Wen Zhuojin had a dream after falling asleep.
I dreamed that I was in that environment again, without the disturbance of the bell, and I found the source of the smell along the way.
It was not the tree full of flowers as imagined, but a woman with a blurry face.
Her long hair was loose and uncombed, and she was wearing snow-white clothes. Her facial features could not be seen, but she looked extremely beautiful.
Wen Zhuojin's heart beat faster and she slowly approached the woman, trying hard to see her face clearly, but it was still like a cloud of mist.
When Wen Zhuojin wanted to talk to the woman, she suddenly woke up as if her body was falling.
Wen Zhuojin opened her eyes and saw Nanny Jiang's face.
"Mammy, what happened?!" Wen Zhuojin asked with a frown, not caring about the beautiful dream just now.
Nanny Jiang looked anxious and worried at this time.
"Miss, something terrible has happened." said Nanny Jiang.
Wen Zhuojin sat up and listened to what Nanny Jiang said.
"Housekeeper Song sent someone to say that Earl Changyuan was detained in the palace today. Someone reported him for corruption and bribery. This morning, the imperial guards searched Earl Changyuan's house and found a box of gold! Oh my God, what should we do?" Nanny Jiang said anxiously, already at a loss.
Nanny Jiang was an old lady brought by Wen Zhuojin's mother. She also came from Uncle Changyuan's family, so she naturally had different feelings towards that place.
Such a sudden disaster is like the sky falling.
Wen Zhuojin's expression suddenly became tense, and she immediately asked Bai Tan and the others to bring her clothes for her to wash and change.