The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

"Master, are you going to Wumiao?" Aman was shocked and exclaimed.

Ah Qiao was even more stunned, she pulled Ah Man's sleeve and asked, "Where is Wumiao?"

A Man was so excited that he spoke a little faster: "Wumiao is in the south, we are a tribe near the border of Dazhou and Nanlan, where women are more honorable than men, I heard that you can choose your husband as you like..."

Ah Qiao looked weird.

Why did she hear excitement from Ah Man's tone? Shouldn't this girl not only stop her master, but also urge her to pack her luggage quickly?

Thinking about the possibility, Ah Qiao persuaded with a white face: "Master, Wu Miao is so far away from the capital, you can't go, it's too unsafe."

"I have already decided." Jiang Si said lightly.

Once she's made up her mind, she doesn't procrastinate. It's not too late to bring the second brother back to Beijing. If you hurry up, you might be able to come back in time for the Chinese New Year.

Seeing Jiang Si say this, Ah Qiao's face became paler and she said uneasy: "Master, you are the princess, do you need the permission of the empress to go to the south?"

Jiang Si shook his head: "It is inconvenient to mention this to the Empress."

The two maids looked puzzled.

Ah Man couldn't help but ask, "Why can't you tell me?"

Facing the two confidantes, Jiang seemed to have nothing to hide, and explained: "I was entrusted by someone to go to Wumiao to do something, and I can't travel as Princess Yan."

This is what she discussed with Elder Hua.

Since she wanted to pretend to be a saint, she couldn't let people know that Princess Yan had gone to the south.

From Emperor Jing Ming's point of view, it's fine for his son to go to the south to do business in a low-key manner, but not for his daughter-in-law to follow suit. If Jiang seems to want to go to the palace to ask for something, Emperor Jing Ming may allow her to go south, but it is impossible for her to hide her identity, and the guard of honor of the princess is indispensable.

Wu Miao people are not fools. She is so active here, and the risk of being seen through pretending to be a saint increases greatly. By then, if the elder Wu Miao's request is not fulfilled, she will not be able to bring the second brother back with confidence.

For Jiang Si, impersonating a saint in exchange for a second brother is a fair deal. If she does it and the other party is playing tricks, then the relationship between the previous life and the elder Wumiao will be put aside, and you can let it go in the future.

"But if you leave quietly, what should the nobles in the palace do? The Chinese New Year is coming soon..." Ah Qiao was very uneasy, thinking about the master's plan, she was full of despair.

It's a pity that she used to be worried when her master went out in the middle of the night. Now that she thinks about it, what are those things.

"I will go into the palace and find a reason to stay out of the house from tomorrow. After I go out, all you two have to do is to cover up, and whoever comes to me outside the house will be pushed."

A'man was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "Master, are you not going with a maid?"

Jiang Xi smiled helplessly: "What are you going to do with me? I will inevitably lead to speculation if I don't show up for a long time. If you are gone, it will be even more suspicious."

Aman was downcast.

Ah Qiao was relieved.

Since she can't change her master's decision, anyway, Aman will stay with her to deal with it, otherwise she's really afraid that she won't be able to hold on by herself and will ruin the master's affairs.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xi went to the palace to ask to see the queen.

Seeing Jiang Si, the queen's tone was warm: "King Yan is not in the mansion, if you encounter any difficulties, just come to the palace and tell this palace."

"Thank you mother for your concern, to say that there is indeed a matter." Jiang Xian didn't expect the queen to be so considerate, and just brought the topic up.

The queen's smile froze slightly, and she thought to herself that she was just polite, and Princess Yan was really welcome.

After a while, the queen smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Si's face turned pale, and her red lips lost a bit of blood. She twisted her handkerchief and said, "Last night, my daughter-in-law had a dream that the prince was in danger..."

The queen reached out and patted her hand: "You, if you care, you will be confused."

Jiang Si smiled reluctantly: "But the mother-in-law knows that some inexplicable skills of the daughter-in-law seem to be obtained in a dream..."

The queen's eyelids twitched, and she wasn't sure what Jiang Si's words meant.

"After I woke up, the more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and I don't know how the lord is now.

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The queen laughed dryly: "Since you are so worried, then write a letter to the family and order the post to send it to the south."

The handkerchief in Jiang Si's hand has been twisted into a twist shape: "The lord will not tell me in the letter if something really happens..."

The queen was nervous.

Could Princess Yan beg her to tell the emperor that she wants to go to the south to find King Yan?

Seeing that he was almost frightened, Jiang Si bit his lip and said, "Empress mother, I want to set up a Buddhist hall in the mansion. From now on, I will read scriptures and pray for blessings in the Buddhist hall every day, and pray for the early and safe return of the prince."

The queen's heart was instantly reassured.

After a long time of trouble, I just built a small Buddhist hall.

Princess Yan is really a polite person. It is worth entering the palace and telling her to let her be a false alarm.

She owed Princess Yan's favor, and if the other party insisted on going to the south to find King Yan, she could only help her by telling the emperor.

"If the princess feels that doing this will make her feel at ease, then go ahead and do it."

Jiang Si looked ashamed: "If this is the case, I can't always go to the palace to greet my mother."

Hearing what Jiang Si said, the queen was so excited, like drinking ice water in dog days.

No wonder Princess Yan suits her eyes. Among so many princesses, Princess Yan is capable and sensible.

"My father and I don't care about these vain people. You can just recite the scriptures and pray for King Yan. When King Yan comes back, come to the palace with him."

Jiang Si's face was moved: "Thank you for your compassionate mother, the father and the emperor—"

"If the emperor asks, this palace will say it."

The emperor was not so busy yet, so there was no need for his daughter-in-law to recite the scriptures behind closed doors.

After hearing the Queen's words, Jiang Si smiled slightly: "The daughter-in-law will not disturb the mother-in-law there."

The queen said angrily: "I wish you would come often, but when I look back, Fuqing knows you are here, and I regret not seeing you."

"Thirteenth sister went to Cining Palace again?"

"Yeah, the queen mother is more and more inseparable from Fuqing and the fourteen two girls." The queen said this, not knowing whether it was a joy or a worry.

The happy thing is that the queen mother has blue eyes, which will be of great benefit to her daughter in the future, but the worry is that she has less time to see her daughter now, which is really uncomfortable to think about.

Jiang Si chatted with the queen for a while, and then went home.

"Ah Qiao, call Ji Momo here."

Not long after, Aunt Ji came in with A Qiao: "I don't know why the princess called the old slave?"

"I'm going to go to the south to find the prince, and the palace's internal affairs will be troublesome and troublesome."

"What?" Ji Momo raised her voice.

Jiang Si frowned: "Mommy, be quiet, I plan to go quietly."

Ji Momo's eyes turned black, and she struggled while supporting Ah Qiao's arm: "Princess can't be fooled, what if the emperor and the queen find out?"

"I just came back from Kunning Palace."

Ji Momo looked incredulous: "The queen agreed to your request?"

Jiang Si smiled slightly: "I told the queen that I'm going to recite the scriptures behind closed doors."

With a plop, Ji Momo fell down.