The wings fluttered.

From far to near, it crosses the mountains and villages, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, it bends down, sprints through the city houses and buildings. Finally, it lands on the railings of a small building. Under the red sunset, its wings spread out its bird's beak slowly combed.

In the attic, a door was pushed open and a small yellow door came over.

He took off the paper roll tied to the bird's claws with a light hand, and hurriedly jogged into the middle door. The fat Hai Dafu in front of the desk was dealing with the daily operations of the East Factory. Yu Guangzhong and Xiaohuangmen stood there holding the paper roll carrying information.

"Zheng Biao and the other two failed, just as the governor expected."

"Transfer the news into the palace, tell Yu Qianhu and continue to do the next thing."

Immediately, Xiao Huangmen bowed and left the room. The note was ignited by Hai Dafu and threw it away. He continued to work on some miscellaneous things. He wrote and drew a few times on his pen. He stopped and looked outward, not knowing what he was thinking. The handwriting outlined on the paper was about some of the scattered and hidden plans of Dongchang's industries.

"I hope I can kill that guy to death this time." Hai Dafu smiled and then focused on his work.

Far away, in the school grounds downstairs, new or unedited models, news about the training of Jinyiwei

The news about the failure of the interception passed through Donghua Gate, through the imperial city, and passed it into it one by one. When it arrived in the palace, night even fell.

In Ciming Palace, Yu Huatian served the Queen Mother Shang Yu with a smile on his lips and walked back from outside. In the quiet garden, the sound of restless birds on the trees could occasionally be heard. On the way back, the little eunuch who was passing the message came over and did not speak, but followed Yu Huatian quietly, listening quietly to the chats of the people in front of him.

The yellow lights were already on in the bedroom. The two of them walked in with each other and chatted happily for a while.

"If you have something to do, go and do it first. I am tired from walking, so I will lie down for a while." The golden skirt was dragged, and took off the phoenix shoes under the service of the palace maids. The well-proportioned toes were slightly hooked, like ten thin green onions, gently stepped on the blanket, revealing the slender and round naked feet.

A white-haired lion cat jumped off the cabinet with a meow, rubbing affectionately at the feet of the Queen Mother Shang Yu, and its tail was raised high and swaying.

Yu Huatian showed a charming smile and looked at the Empress Dowager Shang Yu and picked up the white cat: "I will do it naturally. Empress Dowager, this white cat is so stalked by you that you can't catch mice. If one day, I will leave the Empress Dowager, I'm afraid I will starve to death."

Over there, the woman, her charming eyes were rippling with autumn water, and she looked back, gently stroked the cat's hair, and chuckled: "Then be by my side, won't you starve to death, go and do it."

Yu Huatian bowed to say goodbye, with a curl of his mouth curled up, and then he ordered his maids to take good care of the Queen Mother: "Our family is not here, take good care of the Queen Mother."

The eunuchs and palace maids around him quickly said "yes" and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

After exiting the Ciming Palace, Yu Hua's gentle face gradually became cold and arrogant, no longer as humble and respectful as before, and was walking in the corridor with his hands and feet. Under the light of the orange lantern behind him, the bedroom became farther and farther away, getting farther and farther away.

"Mr. Qianhu, news came from the factory, it failed." The little eunuch reported quietly behind his back.

The steps forward did not stop. Yu Huatian just snorted coldly and waved his hand to let him retreat. "These things have been said by the Lord of the Supervisor, and they have made preparations. Whether the failure or not has nothing to do with the overall situation. Now the Lord of the Supervisor is practicing in seclusion, so no one can disturb you. You can go down."

"yes."

The little eunuch bowed and retreated shortly after, his elegant figure stretched out his hand. The accompanying man quickly put a piece of paper in his palm, and while walking, he glanced at him.

"What else? The official family was lucky to have these palace maids during the time when Concubine Shu gave birth to the dragon son?"

The eunuch lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "Report to Lord Qianhu, yes, the first five palace maids were stained with His Majesty's rain and dew two months ago, and the remaining seven women happened last month and this month."

"how?"

"Ten people who have not been pregnant with dragon seeds, and two have the future menstruation, I'm afraid they have already."

The beautiful white palace boots stopped and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. However, the coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes. His eyes swept coldly over the eunuch behind him, "Can we still teach you how to do it? The two pregnant with dragon seeds dragged them to Chongqing Gate and burned them."

Throw down the paper casually.

Looking at the gorgeous and elegant back, the eunuch strode away, pursed the cold sweat that had fallen to the corner of his mouth, and respectfully bowed down and took the order and left.

At night, Yu Huatian was in the inner house of the palace and the lights were on. He opened his five fingers and looked at him in the candlelight, and said to himself: "The plan of the Lord is so big, it's good that our family can join in a little bit. After all, everyone covets that position."

The wind blew outside and ran into the open door. The fire candles flashed, and it was light and dark. Not long afterwards, a man came over under the leadership of the eunuch, wearing a simple medical general robe. The person who came was bowing to Yu Huatian, the first person, and said, "An Daoquan met Yu Qianhu."

The soft eunuch under the lights drank gracefully with a teacup, neither expression nor words, making the miraculous doctor An Daoquan unable to touch whether the other person's heart was good or bad.

So he had to wait honestly. Even though the two of them were familiar with each other, in most cases, Andaoquan was still unwilling to contact them. The thoughts in his heart were not only difficult to guess, but also vicious.

"That day, did the medicine given by the miracle doctor have a good eye?" Yu Huatian's tone was soft and dangerous.

An Daoquan shook his head, nodded again, and whispered with a low voice: "If the medicine is only chronic, it is better to say, but it takes so long to erupt, so you need to carefully adjust the power of the medicine. One more cent, not one less cent. Besides, the Supervisor doesn't seem to know."

Yu Huatian put down the teacup and leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the other party contemptuously, "Don't forget, when the Lord General was not here during that time, who saved you under Wei Jinzhong."

He paused, leaned forward, and continued, "Besides, this thousand households are also the supervisor. Although the supervisor is cruel, he values ​​rules too much. Therefore, as the people below, our family is a little good at making decisions. After all, the Dongchang is better, what do you think?"

Andaoquan sighed and agreed, "Then I will do it as soon as possible, I can't remember such things."

"Our family is waiting for news about the miracle doctor."

Yu Huatian stroked her hair and curled her lips and smiled

"The eunuch of the Imperial Horse Prison, Chang Gui accidentally killed the Imperial Horse in the palace and was sentenced to death!"

"The palace maid of Xihuatai Pavilion, Li Liansu, an affair with the guard Liu Huai, secretly possessed a pearl baby, and the two of them were sentenced to death together."

Under the same night, at the Chongqing Gate, the stove yard was rising from black smoke and melting into the darkness. The huge stove yard was astonishingly hot. Several eunuchs responsible for keeping the fire were replaced in batches.

The air was filled with a strange smell of burnt smell and death, and it was even a little sour.

"How many are you?"

The person who asked a question was Cao Shaoqing sitting on the watchtower with a big golden knife leaning on the chair. He looked at the palace maids and guards tied to read the crime below and threw them into the stove under the scene of crying and crying and grievance. Under the severe pain of the fire, the people broke the rope and threw them on the stove door, slapped hard, and stretched out a piece of his face twisted and painful face, squeezing hard, and shouting heart-wrenchingly, without any touching the black-robed eunuch on the seat.

"If you go back to Cao Qianhu, you will be the seventeenth one." The eunuch in charge replied carefully.

"Yeah, continue." Cao Shaoqing half-down his eyes and picked up the teacup and blew the tea foam.

On the other side, there was a person sitting, a round-faced eunuch with a pale hair in his fifties. He smiled at the corner of his mouth with a flattering expression.

"These sluts should be. What are they doing? They actually act as Wei Jinzhong's eyeliner." Cao Zhenchun's tone was simple, but he seemed a little lack of confidence. He asked: "I didn't kill them completely. What does the supervisor mean? Moreover, the eyeliner arranged by Wei Jinzhong did not move at all on the side of Concubine Shu."

As he was talking, someone was dragged over again, but was put in his pocket. Several eunuchs opened the mouth of the cloth bag, revealing the heads of the two women. The pear blossoms were raining, and looked at Cao Shaoqing pitifully, with his lips trembling and begging: "Master Qianhu, we have done nothing. We were wronged. Xiaolu and I are not under General Wei."

At this time, the eunuch who brought these two palace maids over came over and whispered a few words in Cao Shaoqing's ear. The cold eunuch in black on the other side glanced at the two women coldly, with a momentum that was so powerful that the other party shrank. Then he looked away, waved his hand, "Drag it over and burned."

"No, no"

"Give me your life, Lord Qianhu, we can't help it. They are all officials who want to be lucky."

Before he could finish his words, his head was pressed into a cloth bag and tied.

Drag it away and throw it into the calciner.
Chapter completed!