The domestic guard is a little sweet

Chapter 47

When Zhao Jin drank the soup, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth after a meal: "Yes, I have nothing to do recently, thinking that when my mother's birthday is, I will recruit hundreds of embroiderers to embroider the ten thousand-character birthday letter for my mother, and send it to you." Come to the palace to congratulate you on your birthday."

The smile on Empress Dowager Dong's eyebrows became more obvious, and deep wrinkles formed at the corners of her eyes.

"My son is still filial, and the Ai family can wait. I heard from the people below that you were tinkering with some overseas seeds on the farm. Why have you paid attention to farming recently?"

Looking at the still smiling face of Empress Dowager Dong, Zhao Jin couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart. He naturally knew that there were many people in the palace, but the feeling of being watched all the time really made him feel unhappy.

Zhao Jin deliberately put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face stained with unhappiness.

"The son just wanted to see how the food was different overseas, so he asked the slaves on the farm to grow some. The slaves would bother the mother for such a small matter. These slaves are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Wait until the son Plant those fresh foods and send them to the palace, let the queen mother taste them together, our Central Plains has a vast land and abundant resources, we haven't seen any good things, I'm just curious, just looking for something new."

Mrs. Dong's face changed slightly, she waved to Nanny Zhong who was standing beside her, patted Zhao Jin's hand comfortingly and smiled, "I know you usually like weird things the most. There are two pieces of warm jade offered on the other side of the island, the tentacles are warmed up, it is said that wearing it on the body can take care of the body, the noble concubine in the palace fell in love with Aijia and didn't give it to you, so I specially left it for you."

Saying that, Nanny Zhong brought up a mahogany box and put it by Zhao Jin's hand.

Zhao Jin opened it, and saw two pure white jade pendants lying quietly in the mahogany box. The high-quality suet jade, which was slightly fluorescent, was placed in his hands to play with, and the warmth came from strands, which was really magical.

This is a treasure, if it is handed down to future generations, it will all be in museums.

Zhao Jin was smiling all over his face, his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, and he looked at Empress Dowager Dong playfully.

"Thank you, Empress, you still love me."

Seeing that her son was happy, Empress Dowager Dong lowered her head, took a sip of tea and scolded with a smile, "You, you, you still have this temper."

Zhao Jin wandered around Empress Dowager Dong's garden again before leaving the palace.

Walking through the long palace road, the thin clothes on Zhao Jin's body had already been chilled by the night breeze. Before the key was released, he went out of the palace gate, and saw his own carriage parked quietly in front of the west gate. The lanterns in front of me glowed with little yellow light.

Hearing footsteps, An Twelve jumped out of the carriage, walked quickly to Zhao Jin's side, and put another hand stove in his hand.

"Why are master's hands so cold? Go home quickly and drink a bowl of ginger soup, don't catch a cold."

The heater in his hand was a little hot, but it warmed Zhao Jin's cold fingers. Although the person in front of him was in the dark, he seemed to be coming against the light.

Zhao Jin smiled, bent a pair of phoenix eyes, stepped forward and shook my Anshi's hand.

"it is good."

Zhao Jin's loose clothes covered their hands, and the carriage had to run to the palace.

So it was said that he had dinner with the queen mother in the palace, but every time Zhao Jin entered the palace, he felt nervous, and he didn't dare to eat and drink recklessly.

Now that I came back from the palace, I was a little hungry. The back kitchen was familiar with Zhao Jin’s living habits. As soon as I entered the main courtyard, the back kitchen’s Aunt Wang made meat porridge and hibiscus chicken for two. A refreshing side dish, accompanied by a small cage of golden shredded shrimp dumplings, was brought up by Sun He.

After dismissing the servants, Zhao Jin pulled An Shier to sit beside him, and put a shrimp dumpling in the other's bowl.

"Eat something with me."

An Twelve filled a bowl of porridge, gently swirled it with a spoon until the porridge became warm, and then put it in front of Zhao Jin: "Master, warm your stomach first."

No matter how delicious the food in the palace is, it's useless if you can't eat it.

Zhao Jin must be really hungry now. He picked up the bowl of meat porridge at the right temperature, gulped down two spoonfuls, added a gold shredded shrimp, and bit it off. It was full of fresh and sweet gravy and fried in his mouth. open.

After half a bowl of meat porridge and two shrimp dumplings, Zhao Jin felt his clamoring stomach was calmed down. He let out a sigh of relief and said aggrievedly: "The benefits are very prosperous, but there are quite a lot of spies." , the two men in the palace know every move of the master."

An Twelve Chopsticks paused slightly. It was really hard to talk about the mother and son of the Tian Family, so he could only pick up a chopstick and a side dish for Zhao Jin, and said in a gentle voice: "If the master doesn't like slaves talking talkatively, why don't you find out what is happening in the mansion first?" Someone, find a chance to warn me."

It is said to be a warning, but it is actually killing chickens and monkeys.

As for how to control the scale, it naturally depends on what the master Zhao Jin wants.

Zhao Jin nodded thoughtfully.

"You ask An Yi to come see me later."

Dark Twelve nodded: "Yes."

The group of hidden guards beside the original owner were raised by the late emperor who loved his youngest son and trained him since he was a child. Although there are not many, they are absolutely loyal.

Most of the slaves in the mansion came from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and a few were servants bought when they left the palace to build the mansion.

Zhao Jin sighed: "Most of the servants inside and outside the palace have some trivial relationship. It may be difficult to eliminate them all. But I can figure out where they all come from, so I have a good idea."

After eating the last bite of shrimp dumpling, Zhao Jin wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and ordered ginger tea to be served.

Because Zhao Jin is weak and prone to cold and cold, this ginger tea is naturally a prescription made by the imperial physician himself. Without the spicy ginger, it is not unpalatable to drink with some tea fragrance.

Feeling a little unhappy about himself, Zhao Jin simply let An Shier drink with him.

When An Yi came, he saw An Twelve sitting beside the prince drinking ginger tea helplessly, as expected, the half cup of tea was obviously drunk by the prince, he quickly lowered his head and went forward to greet him.

"See Your Majesty!"

When An Twelve came in, he quickly drank the ginger tea, got up and stood aside.

An Yi said that he was the master of An Twelve, and he felt a little embarrassed when the master saw how close he was to his master.

"Master, I have ordered my servants to make a medicinal bath for you."

Zhao Jin nodded, only Zhao Jin and two people were left in the room.

As for what the two of them said, no one knows.

But in the next few days, servants from all over the palace were mobilized. Many things were found in the houses of the maids who were serving in the inner courtyard. In addition to the straw man who practiced witchcraft, there were also medicinal powders that could raise the man's yang energy. But they were all crimes, and those with impure thoughts were taught a lesson and kicked out by Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin didn't make things difficult for the others who were honest and not bewitching. Zhao Jin asked Mr. Liu to find a suitable man and let them choose their own marriage.

All the maidservants were moved out of the main courtyard, and those who spread the news privately and those with dirty hands and feet were beaten and sent back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

I knew that if these slaves were returned by the current master, they would no longer be able to find any good jobs, and could only do some hard work of cleaning and carrying.

This one was found to be the spies of other princes and princes. Zhao Jin asked someone to stare at them and put them in an inconspicuous place in the mansion. As for the two people in the palace, Zhao Jin did not move.

It's not that Zhao Jin is soft-hearted, but that if he drives these people out, the other party may even send spies over.

Keep these people, at least know yourself and your enemy.

Before that, Zhao Jin specially asked the accountant outside to check the accounts, and there was news that there was indeed a problem with Li Shun, the purchasing manager.

There are not a few people who have been greedy for money over the years.

When Zhao Jin saw the news delivered by the people below, his anger was almost as high as heaven.

"These slaves, who eat the Lord, drink the Lord, and have to be greedy in the end, really can't see the coffin without crying. Ordinary people have five taels of silver, and a few members of the family can listen to it for half a year. How dare he be greedy for so much money? , this is still a steward of the palace, it's really scary."

Anshi was afraid that Zhao Jin would lose his temper, so he poured a cup of tea and told him what to say.

"My lord, don't be angry. Now that you have the evidence, you can deal with him. Why bother to get angry and ruin your body? It's not worth it."

Zhao Jin sat next to An Shier, with his legs domineeringly placed on the other's knee, feeling aggrieved.

"Those slaves are stealing money from the master."

Dark Twelve: "Is this subordinate taking it back for you?"

Zhao Jin said flatly, "Still stealing my land."

Dark Twelve: "Take it back too."

There was a smile on Zhao Jin's face, and his eyes were rolling.

"What if he doesn't give it?"

An Twelve clenched his hands into fists: "Beat him."

Zhao Jin: "Hey"

What Zhao Jin said was just a joke, let alone dealing with a servant with real evidence, even if there is no evidence, he is a prince, who would dare to say a word when dealing with his own servant.

He just felt distressed when he found out that this dog slave was greedy for so much money.

Since it was decided to deal with the borers, it was natural that no one could be kept for the New Year.

Zhao Jin directly asked An Twelve to take the guards to raid the dog servant's house, and the adult males in the family were sent to Jingzhaoyin Yamen, and the youngest sons of the women's family members. Zhao Jin allowed them to leave with their dowry, which was considered an exception.

The dowry of ancient women was registered by both the mother’s family and the in-law’s family. It cannot be faked, nor can it be said nonsense. If the husband’s family embezzles the dowry, it can be sued in court and everyone will be cast aside.

Even so, the amount of silver copied from Li Shun's house was as much as 5 taels, as well as all kinds of emerald jewels, rare antiques, a lot of farm pavements, and even private collections of imperial gifts.

Zhao Jin was so angry that he slapped Li Shun twice at that time, he dared to touch the things bestowed by the emperor, eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts.

After being interrogated carefully, it was found out that this Li Shun was actually related to the steward of the Hot Spring Villa. When Li Shun heard that something happened in the villa, he thought of running away when he saw something was wrong. Luckily, Zhao Jin stopped the loss in time.

Otherwise, the disappearance of the imperial gift would be a major event.

Got a lot of silver, Zhao Jin was very happy, put the silver in the private treasury happily, suddenly remembered the Nuanyu brought back from the palace, specially ordered someone to tie it with two red strings, and gave it to Dark Twelve One pieces.

Usually in private, An Twelve would be shy when getting close, biting his lip and not making a sound, but when the two of them were getting close that night, they became more enthusiastic, which made Zhao Jin obsessed.