Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

June [-]th was the emperor's birthday, but due to the state mourning of the Supreme Emperor, the celebration was shelved.

But congratulations from all over the country still came to Beijing like a movie, and envoys from various countries did not have to be taboo and came to congratulate in person as usual. For a while, there was a secret excitement in the harem.

Originally, Yuanchun, as the imperial concubine, was supposed to give congratulations, but just because Jianfu Palace had become a new cold palace, and her grandmother returned to the west, although she was praised by the Supreme Emperor, now that the Supreme Emperor was gone, no one regarded her as a returnee. It's over.

At the moment, Yuanchun is lazily leaning on the couch. If Baoqin hadn't urged her repeatedly, where would she have gone out?

Today, the emperor had a few glasses of wine in the previous court and rested in the Queen's Palace as usual. Under such circumstances, the concubines had no choice but to go there and wish them longevity. Fortunately, at a glance in the palace, they were not dressed in red and green like in previous years. , Rarely elegant.

As a noble concubine, Yuan Chun stood slanted in the crowd. After raising a glass with Mrs. Wang, a foreigner, she stopped and followed the crowd and left.

Your Majesty is in a bad mood, and it will be useless to stay any longer.

Yuanchun put her hand on the piano holder and walked leisurely to Jianfu Palace in the setting sun. She looked neither sad nor happy. She had been angry at her parents' nonsense and hated the emperor's ruthlessness. But as time went by, she settled down again. After all, What is in front of you is life.

"Recently, I have been worried about the princess, and I have lost a lot of weight. But do you want to ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look?" Bao Qin supported Yuan Chun, looked at the palace servants who were following him from a distance, and said softly: "The envoy from the Kingdom of Japan is here. I paid tribute to the middle palace with a lot of fairy ointment, and your majesty rewarded some of it. Even the queen said that using it gave me a sense of relaxation and pleasure. Why don't I give it to my maid at night?"

"If there is no disease or pain, why do you need medication?" Yuanchun refused, looking far away at the palace wall. She used to kneel down for her mother's family, but now she kneels down for her children. How much grievance will she have to suffer in the future? Can grandma grow up?
Now my father looks like he is going to be a prince, but the road ahead will be thorny. Half of the lintel of the Jia Mansion has fallen down, and my father is a soft-spoken person...

Yuanchun couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He held the hand holding Qin and whispered some small daily things about Jinghe. Thinking of diverting his attention, he walked to the gate of Jianfu Palace unknowingly.

It was deserted, just like the cold palace in the past. Fortunately, Jinghe had become wiser early, and the three-year-old child could talk about ordinary things by babbling, which could relieve all worries.

She pushed Baoqin away and said quickly, "I'm going to check on Jinghe. You can go about your business."

After passing the Ming Hall, turn to the side hall, and then there is the Changhe Hall where Jinghe lived.As soon as Yuan Chun walked over, he heard a faint voice coming from inside. He thought it was Jinghe playing with the palace people, so he smiled at the corner of his lips and walked a few steps to speed up.

According to the regulations, as long as the mothers of princes and princesses are not too low-ranking or immoral, they can personally raise their children until they are six years old, and then move to another palace until they open a mansion or get married when they reach adulthood.

Therefore, Yuanchun was very pleased with Jinghe's early wisdom, which would probably become one of the few warmth and happiness in his long life that could be recalled throughout his life.

Yuan Chun stood in the corridor and listened for a while to Jinghe's voice, which was very articulate. When he heard the male voice inside, his face suddenly turned very ugly.But at this time, she still had some sense in her mind, knowing that if she just broke in, the crime of Dong Gong secretly entering the concubine's palace would be confirmed.

For Your Majesty, such a shame and humiliation would take off the heads of countless people!
To take a step back, Dong Gong is his biological son, and Jinghe is also his biological daughter, but what about himself?She hasn't had time to grow up with Jinghe yet...

Thinking of this, Yuanchun's whole body stiffened, his hands and feet were cold, he endured the anger in his heart, and turned around with a dark face to leave. This man came and went without leaving a trace, but he was always the one who was frightened and frightened. This is really against human ethics and should be reported to His Majesty. , give him a severe punishment and tell him not to enter the harem gate again!
"Your Highness... If my mother and concubine had the courage you mentioned, why would I have wasted my time so far? Since Your Highness trusts me in Jianfu Palace, why don't you leave this matter to me..."

The clear milky voice was followed by a slight smile from the East Palace, "Even if you do it, your mother and concubine must agree before you can go out through the gate of Jianfu Palace, right?"

What do you want a three-year-old to do?Still going out?Yuanchun's face was livid, his whole body was shaking, he was angry.

Seeing Baoqin from a distance, he was a little worried, so he waved to the two palace maids and wanted to come closer to help her. Before he could ask the empress what was going on, the princess was in the palace, why didn't she go in?He was pushed away violently and almost fell to the ground.

"Get out! Everyone get out!" Yuanchun ordered loudly, with only this thought in his mind.

When Baoqin saw this, his face turned pale with fright. He stood up and walked a few steps, wanting to hug Yuanchun's skirt. He murmured something comforting: "Empress..."

"I'm telling you all to get out! Don't you understand?" Yuanchun held the door. There had been no sound in the room for a long time. The thing she was most afraid of now was that the door behind her would open, and all she could do was to scream and retreat from the palace. of palace people.

She is a girl from a military commander's family. Although her skills in boxing and kicking are unfamiliar, she learned them carefully at home in the past. If she hadn't been unable to draw a sword at hand, they might not have just fallen down in the courtyard while holding Qin.

"You..." Seeing that Baoqin was lying on his back, before Yuanchun could say his caring words, he heard a creak behind him.

It was the sound of the door opening.

It was like a taut string finally received its final blow. There was a 'bang' in his mind, and Yuanchun felt his vision go dark. All the strength in his body was suddenly released, and he fell backwards. Fortunately, Shui Yi stepped forward, and the stone paved the way. There was no physical collision on the floor.

Jinghe hurriedly waved and asked Baoqin to get the soothing powder. The sachet dangled on the tip of Yuanchun's nose for three times. She sneezed, and her red eyes finally couldn't suppress the sadness.

"Snapped!"

"Mother concubine!"

"Miss!"

The pink palm print soon bloomed clearly on Shui Yi's face, just like the colorful clouds on the horizon.

Baoqin and the other palace people were shocked, and were in a mess like headless flies. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should wipe Yuan Chun's hands with a handkerchief, or boil an egg for His Highness the Crown Prince, or bother them in Jianfu Palace. Why is there a man!

The slap was thrown away, replaced by sadness and fear in my heart, and tears fell unconsciously.

Dong Gong has been here many times, but she still can't get rid of her fear.Last year, the emperor passed away to the west. Although the cause of death was not stated clearly, Yuanchun vaguely felt that it was related to the purse hung up by Jinghe in the East Palace.

Her purse had been burned for a long time, but it wasn't until the Emperor was buried that her worries settled a little.But as the number of visits from the East Palace became more and more frequent, the sixth sense that one's life was in danger, and one's life was not yet certain, always lingered in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Jinghe stepped forward, weighed his feet and caressed Yuan Chun's back like a little adult, and slowly advised: "What's wrong with my concubine, but it's hot and you feel uncomfortable?"

She took the handkerchief handed over by Baoqin, carefully wiped the sweat from Yuanchun's palms, turned around and said: "You all go down and mind your own mouths." Who dares not to mind their own mouths? Everyone is trembling. Under the meaningful gaze of the East Palace, he bowed and retreated, and soon there were only three people left standing in the courtyard.Jinghe sat on the corridor with Yuan Chun. Seeing Yuan Chun breathing heavily, Jinghe couldn't bear it and glanced at Shui Yi silently.

Although he didn't say anything, his resentment was obvious.

"Your Majesty... you are in such a bad situation at home, don't you have any complaints towards Your Majesty...?"

The well-maintained big hand stretched out, as if observing a jade carving ornament, and naturally took Yuan Chun's hand, with a gentle and comfortable tone, and the slap on the face seemed like it had never happened before.

Feeling the thin calluses on his fingertips, Yuan Chun was stunned by his question. He didn't know what expression to make for a moment to hide the turmoil in his heart. Then he suddenly withdrew his hand and said, "Your Highness has overstepped his bounds."

There was only such a grand reason. She had been in the palace for more than ten years, from the conflict between His Majesty and the Supreme Emperor, to seeing the East Palace making the same mistakes with His Majesty again. It was not a short time.

But over the years, she has carved the word "duty" on her head and in her heart.Nowadays, the boundaries between monarch and ministers are becoming increasingly blurred. She cannot figure out what this versatile and resourceful prince is thinking, and she does not dare to think about it.

"Your Highness, please come back. This Jianfu Palace is the land of the concubines, not the place where Your Highness should come." As soon as these words came out, Yuanchun was in a daze, and then he smiled brightly. That's right. Have you said this more than once or twice?
Shui Yi is a calm-minded person, and recently he has been in and out of the three armies. How can everyone in the third army control his whereabouts?Especially after he thought about it, he made dangerous moves one after another, just waiting for a quick victory.

If Shui Yi hadn't suddenly talked about joining forces, Yuan Chun might not have been so shocked. When it came to joining forces, the Queen was probably the only one in the harem.

She was born into a noble family, and her father and brother were the emperor's right-hand men. She acted wildly and uninhibitedly, and had managed the harem for more than ten years... It seemed that she didn't manage it very well, and Shui Yi could do everything under her nose.

"What are you talking about, His Majesty? What kind of longevity ointment was rewarded by His Majesty?" Yuanchun raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a hint of disbelief.

"Of course you are joining forces with me. His Majesty's heart is not easy to guess. He will not give up until he achieves his goal. He will not give up until all the lintels of the former ministers have been demolished." Shui Yi said lightly with ice in her powdered face. Only an outline of the palm print remained, and his eyes were extremely bewildering.

"When did your father stand with King Jingbei? He even sent the nieces of the Yue family over. You have worked hard enough hiding them all these years. My empress, come out."

"Your self-righteousness and your tendency to judge others by yourself are all useless."

There was a cold light in Shui Yi's eyes. Regardless of Jing He's shock, she raised her chin slightly and stared at Yuan Chun.

He said with a faint smile: "To you, the Jia family is a burden. Maybe there is no one in the world who is plotting big things, and the family members behind him who dare not charge into battle are not a burden. After all, there are too many unproven crimes in the world that can be placed at will, and there is no such thing as a burden. The whole family can be wiped out without evidence. Jia Yuanchun, it's time for you to stand up."

"Stand beside me and lend me a helping hand."

……

"Still haven't found where the hibiscus paste was sent?" Zhao Lu stared at Hu Junrong's eyes, worried that he would fool him again, and kept asking.

"I think you worry too much about these chores." Hu Junrong said unceremoniously: "I know how powerful this thing is, but not everyone has the financial resources to play with it. Is something that cures diseases and saves people really as mysterious as you say? "

"That's right." Zhao Lu nodded, crunching a piece of sweet potato in his hand, "This is a conspiracy. Japanese people are naturally narrow-minded, and if they do anything lawless, we have to have a response. The time is good.”

Hu Junrong peeled off the thin moxa velvet from the millstone, and picked up a piece of yellow paper. The paste in the pot was still bubbling. He pressed the yellow paper on the table, rubbed it with his hands, and rolled it again. Thick moxa sticks are completed.

"If the Japanese gave this thing to the princes and nobles, we would still be unable to find anything without it going through the hands of the pharmacy." Hu Junrong still didn't take it seriously and continued, "But the result you mentioned, I heard from the old man of Jia Mansion Taijun often used this to relieve pain during the last year of her death. Do you know what state she was in?"

"How do I know? The old lady was in good health when I left the house." After Zhao Lu uttered these words, he stood up from the chair, walked slowly to the window, lit a moxa stick and moxibustion carefully on his wrist.

She has been thinking too much lately, and moxibustion on Neiguan acupoint with ginger has become her daily method to vent her anger.

Staring at her back, Hu Junrong shook his head slightly. In the past, he only thought that this child had an innocent heart and did not hide his selfishness. Now that he thought about it, he should have a stubborn heart.

So he steeled himself, integrated his messages, and gave it to her, "Although I didn't find any traces in the documents, I also got a glimpse of a lot of what you know from Doctor Wang's case against the old lady of the Jia family. With the symptoms mentioned, is this thing really harmful to others and ourselves?”

"What else? Can it be groundless?" That is a history of more than 100 years of blood and tears. Anyone with Yanhuang blood will feel disgusted when hearing this. Now she seems to have glimpsed a hidden conspiracy. Is this the starting point of all evil? ?

"I didn't say that." Hu Junrong shook his head, "I just felt like singing in an opera, which was unreal. Oh, by the way, I heard that the maids in the old lady's courtyard often felt delirious and crazy after the old lady left. I asked the doctor twice, but when there was no improvement, the Jia family was moved to Zhuangzi."

Zhao Lu smiled coldly. No wonder he hadn't heard Yuanyang's movements for a long time. It turned out that he had no use value anymore.

Hu Junrong wanted to say whether the old man's death had a great impact on them, but then he thought about it, and the theory of ghosts and gods was ultimately illusory. On the contrary, it matched the symptoms mentioned by Xiao Liu'er.

Her thoughts and speech are slow, her body feels like insects and ants are crawling and biting her, and her spirit is listless... These were all told from the mouth of the doctor who was treating the Jia family's maids.

"Think about the whole thing, it's like a huge conspiracy trap, waiting for someone to infiltrate it." Zhao Lu clenched his fingers into a fist, and the ginger slices were pushed down by the collapsed tendons, so he didn't notice, "But next, Japanese people will definitely be even crazier."

Cui Qing's eyes condensed outside the door, falling on the green tiles on the house far away, and he was speechless for a long time.

Hu Junrong muttered: "Liu'er, don't forget, we are just handymen in the hospital."

You're not even a handyman.

"...A number of Japanese ships have already left the pier. The water is not shallow, so they can't bring bricks, stones and rubble back to build houses, right? If this continues, let's not say that they are the handymen of the Imperial Hospital, even if they are just from the fields. I'm afraid it's hard for a common man to be alone." Zhao Lu's voice was low.

Under the nest, the eggs are finished.