Early on New Year's Eve, Mingluan Palace set off firecrackers in the courtyard.

Zheng Guangde and a few little eunuchs ran around in the front yard to shoot cannons. Concubine Shu sat under the porch in front of the main hall and watched, with a heavy fur blanket on her legs. Seeing that Concubine Shu was in a very good mood, the eunuchs came to the rescue and hung up on the spot. The sound of firecrackers never stopped since dawn.

In the early morning, Mingluan Palace was the busiest in the whole palace.

Baiji was on the side, pouring warm tea for Concubine Shu. The little palace maid next to her laughed and joked: "Everyone has to wait for thirty nights to set off firecrackers, but we are in the palace early."

Concubine Shu sat on a chair covered with tiger skins, and hummed slowly and coquettishly: "Bengong can set it off whenever he wants, even if it's not the New Year's Day, Igong wants to set off firecrackers. Look, who dares to stop me?"

The people around her naturally smiled and responded to her, praising Concubine Shu with joy.

Not long after, Jun Huailang led Jun Linghuan out of the east hall to Concubine Shu. Concubine Shu ordered someone to bring them table and chairs and snacks, and asked them to stay by the side to watch the fun with her.

Concubine Shu smiled and rubbed her hair: "Does this palace still know? After tonight, fireworks will be set off in the palace, and then ask your brother to lead you, Go upstairs and see."

As soon as Jun Linghuan heard the fireworks, his eyes were shining, and he nodded at Concubine Shu: "Okay!"

Jun Huailang heard the words, but glanced at the west hall.

Today, Mingluan Palace was decorated with lanterns, red silk and lanterns hanging all over the place.

On the west side of the hall, the doors and windows are closed as usual.

He didn't know, the west hall was dead silent at this time.

And Jin Bao knelt in front of Xue Yan, and didn't dare to let out the air.

Xue Yan holds a secret letter in his hand.

This is what Jinbao went to Xidingmen early this morning to get it back. During his vigil last night, he saw the signal from the gate of Xidingmen. The signal came from Xue Yan's dead soldiers. In addition to the regular handover, if there was an emergency report outside the palace, they would send such a signal in the direction of Xidingmen.

So Jinbao went to Xidingmen early in the morning, complaining and cursing against the cold wind of the New Year's Eve.

It's a shame to sacrifice his life for his master.

However, when he received the secret letter, Jinbao couldn't scold.

"This letter concerns the cause of death of the mother and the child." The dead man said when he handed the letter to Jinbao. "Don't talk too much, just bring the letter with you."

Jin Bao Nuo Nuo should be.

When he brought the letter back, he saw that the master was reading the letter silently, and there was no movement for a long time.

Jinbao muttered in his heart, only to feel that his master was also miserable. Who would be in a hurry to receive the cause of death of their mother during the Chinese New Year?

Jinbao has some sympathy in his heart, but he is more apprehensive.

Master doesn't seem to be in a good mood, and I don't know if he will take his anger out as a slave.

Jinbao waited anxiously for a long time, looking for opportunities to take a peek from time to time. After a while, he heard Xue Yan let out a fluttering smile.

He slowly folded the letter, put it on the unburned candle in front of the table, and burned it little by little.

This Yi Jieyu gave him a lot of surprises.

It was found out that she was having an affair with Qingtian Supervisor Lingtai Lang, so the dead men followed the clues and wanted to find more useful information. But I never thought that after finding only one piece of useful news, there were other discoveries.

Yi Jieyu had contacts with Dongchang in the years before and after his mother's death.

It turned out that Wu Shunhai was bought by Yi Jieyu and gave his mother medicine. Just because the dose was not well controlled, he was left with one life. However, Yi Jieyu still kept her promise. After the matter was completed, Wu Shunhai, who had killed her master, was brought to the East Factory.

Now, Wu Shunhai, who has climbed to a high position in Dongchang, finds himself with tears in his eyes in order to make Dongchang rise again, saying that for the sake of the old master, he must **** himself.

This rootless minion is really capable. Presumably he thought that he would not know until he died, that this old servant who had shown his favor was the murderer of his biological mother.

Xue Yan smiled lightly.

He has never met his mother, grew up in a military camp, and has no concept of "family" and "home". He only felt that it was very interesting to be tried by an old slave, and he wanted to fight with him, to kill the old slave a little bit, and tell him what kind of people he should not provoke.

Jinbao gave him a careful look.

The doors and windows were closed, and the room was still dark. The dancing candlelight reflected on his master's face, always looking gloomy. You Qi's eyes staring at the flames were cold and cruel, and Jin Bao was horrified.

Is it...because of my mother's death?

He cautiously persuaded: "Master, the deceased has passed away, you don't need to be too sad. For the new year, you should be happy..."

Xue Yan looked up at him.

There was no trace of sadness in those eyes. There was bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes, sullen and terrifying, like a jackal that smelled blood.

Jinbao shivered. Sure enough, he shouldn't use the thinking of a normal person to speculate that he is the master who looks like the king of hell.

I made a mistake, and Jinbao hurriedly wanted to get it back.

He rolled his eyes, searched around, and immediately locked on Xue Yan's pillow.

"Master! It's New Year's Eve today, please put on the piece of jade that His Royal Highness gave you! It's a koi, how festive!" Jinbao said quickly.

Sure enough, those amber eyes were stunned for a moment, and then the clouds and mist dispersed, and the blood and cruelty contained in them gradually faded away.

"Well, bring it." He heard Xue Yan's order.

Jinbao also figured out the way.

This master is full of inverse scales, no one can touch him. The only place where you can slack off is the place related to His Royal Highness.

Thinking about it, that living Bodhisattva, who saves suffering, can even save this evil ghost.

Seeing this, Jinbao hurried to Xue Yan's bedside, took out the red seal under the pillow, and handed it to him.

As expected, his master did not refuse.

The pair of amber eyes with no temperature reflected a mild and moist color.

Jinbao went out of his mind for a while, so he hurriedly stepped forward and burned the second half of the secret letter for Xue Yan.

Xue Yan divided his attention and fell on Jinbao.

He remembered two other messages on the secret letter.

One is that no one in Yijieyu Palace knew about her relationship with Lingtai Lang. Later, he met Lingtai Lang on the path next to Qin Tianjian.

The second article said that Jinbao's mother contracted a lung disease and had no money to treat the disease, so she asked Xue Yandang how to deal with it.

Xue Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the sapphire koi beside him.

"Take as much as you want, and send it out to treat your mother."

Jin Bao was taken aback.

The letter came in from his house two days ago, saying that his mother had a bad cough these two days and wanted him to send some money out. But Jinbao was not very well-off, so he couldn't come up with money, so he had to wait for the reward after the new year, and then send it out together.

I didn't expect that the master even knew this?

His family did not know the existence of those dead men. He thought that his family was just coercion, but he did not expect that they would report to the palace for such a thing.

…and get distracted to do themselves a favor.

For the first time, Jinbao had a seed, and he was not only a tool that was used and lost, but he felt that they were his own.

His eyes suddenly became hot, and he knelt down and said, "Thank you, master, for my mother!"

Xue Yan glanced at him without taking it seriously.

He just suddenly remembered the little peacock.

He suddenly thought that if the little peacock knew about this, he must find a way to cure Jinbao's mother. Although I don't have this idle heart, I don't know why, I don't want to do things that go against the idea of ​​​​the little peacock.

It's just a little money, just a word.

He stood up, bypassed Jinbao who was kneeling on the ground gratefully, walked to the mirror, and took a sideways photo.

His clothes are mostly dark, and his temperament is cold. This jade does not look very suitable for him. However, Xue Yan stared at the jade pendant for a while, but a smile appeared on his face.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Xue Yan glanced at Jinbao, and Jinbao quickly got up and ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the sound of firecrackers poured in. Jun Huailang stood at the door, wearing a soft red cloak, smiled slightly, and his cold face was stained with two points of New Year's joy.

"Is the Fifth Highness here?" Jun Huailang asked with a smile. "My aunt called him to watch the firecrackers together."

Xue Yan knew as soon as he heard it that Jun Huailang must have come by himself. He always put his own thoughts on Concubine Shu, and every time he was very lame, he always thought he couldn't see it.

But he didn't say anything, pulled the cloak with one hand and stepped forward.

"Here." He stopped in front of Jun Huailang.

"You put the jade on?" As soon as he approached, Jun Huailang saw the jade pendant beside him sharply. He took a few glances and said with a smile. "It's still appropriate, my eyesight is really good."

"I have one for you here too." Xue Yan said, took out a red seal from his sleeve, and said a little jerky. "happy New Year."

Jinbao was beside him and saw it sharply.

Different from those red envelopes wrapped in silver and two ingots with distinct shapes, the red envelope was flat and evenly thick.

Jinbao saw at a glance that the red envelopes were filled with silver notes. He has cleaned up the warehouse for Xue Yan, and he knows how much money he has.

...Looking at the thickness, I think that this master has already spent seventy-eighty-eighty in his private treasury, and there is nothing left.