Poor children

Chapter 276 Hongyue sneaks into the palace on the poor boy’s birthday

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"Who do I think it is? It turns out that the deposed queen has arrived." The old lady of the former dynasty did not expect that one day the poor boy would fall into her hands, and she felt proud in her heart. "Now that you have come to me, you can't compare to Ruihua." The palace is comfortable, and now that you no longer have the status of queen, you are just a handyman, so the work is naturally inevitable. I only ask you to do what you want, but don't complain about it."

"Yes" Paoer doesn't say much, she just takes whatever she says.

"Besides, there are too many people here right now and I can't fit in the house, so I'll ask the girl to go to the woodshed and make do with it first." The old Taihuang said to the old woman behind him, "Go and find a bedding for this girl. It's better." of"

The woman agreed, and after a while she brought over a set of black and dirty tattered cotton pants with exposed cotton and small holes, and stuffed them into the poor boy's arms: "Girl, follow me. Take you to where you live”

The poor boy followed the old woman to the back with his cotton-padded jacket in his arms. In the corner next to the palace wall, there was a shabby hut with air leakage and a light-transmitting roof. This was the woodshed of the handymen.

If it is said that the house servants live poorly, at least the house does not leak, it is almost winter, and there is a small brazier for warmth, but the pauper's residence is really not a place for people to live, but the pauper is not so Not caring, I just spread the quilt on a ball of straw and was taken out to work by the old woman.

"You are responsible for washing clothes here." The woman took her to a well.

"The clothes of the noble concubines are washed by their own maids. We are responsible for the clothes of the palace people here. But don't underestimate these clothes. If any one of them is damaged in the washing, it is someone we cannot afford to offend. You'd better be careful and don't cause us any trouble," the woman ordered.

"Yes" the poor boy responded
"Every morning, after pouring the night incense, you should rinse the bucket first, and then wash the clothes." The woman added, "Two steamed buns a day, don't eat too much."

"Yes" The poor boy has arrived again

"Now that you know everything, there is no need for me to say anything more. No matter what kind of master you were before, you are still a slave here. Don't show off as a master, otherwise you will look good," the woman said Just leave
The pauper shook her head, rolled up her sleeves, picked up the bucket from the well and threw it into the well. Then she picked up the water and looked at the well water poured into the big wooden basin. She thought to herself, "But there has been no water for many years." I’ve done this kind of work, and I don’t know if I’m still used to it.”

She has been doing this since she was a child. She grew up through hardship, so what is there that she can't do?

It's just that those handywomen, seeing her beauty, often came to trouble her. She was promised two buns a day, but often she didn't get even one.
No one else in the palace dared to come to a place like this to see her.
Aunt Yue Yue had already gone into seclusion after Zi Tong was born, and she still didn’t know that poor children were suffering here.
Winter came in a blink of an eye. It was snowing heavily outside, and the woodshed where the poor boy lived was also covered in snow. There was no brazier in the winter, and the shabby quilt couldn't keep out the cold at all. The poor boy's hands and feet suffered from frostbite early on.

On a snowy day, the water in the wooden basin was covered with ice, and the well water became bitingly cold as soon as it was brought up. The poor boy's hands were soaked in such cold water for a whole day, and the clothes he washed were not only Instead of decreasing, the number is increasing. The woman often comes over to check on the clothes. As long as the clothes are washed by poor children, she will either say that this part is not clean or that part is not washed well.

In the coldest few days, when the poor boy was not paying attention, she quietly tore off the robe of the father-in-law who was in charge of sundries in Changle Palace. Mouth, and told the woman in charge not to give her food for three days.
The prince was not allowed to leave the palace. Hong Yue wanted to enter the palace, but was told that His Highness was not allowed to enter the palace.

Hong Yue was anxious and ran to the Prince Regent's Palace to find the old prince. The old prince only said that it was not the time yet and told him not to be anxious. The old prince knew that the poor girl had lost her fighting spirit for these children. As long as she could be stable, what could she do? She is willing to do it. If she continues like this, even the status of those children may not be preserved one day. The old prince just wants to make the poor children suffer more and think carefully about what she should do.

Seeing that the old prince refused to take care of it, Hong Yue did not dare to go to his sister. After all, Zi Tong was not well yet. If he was stimulated again, he might do something worse.

After waiting for a few days, it was almost the end of the year, and Pao'er's birthday was coming soon. Hong Yue thought that he would go to the palace to have a look anyway, so that he could at least know what she was like now.

So he asked the guards who were familiar with him in the palace. The two performed a double act and quietly slipped into the palace. It took a lot of effort to find the yard of the servants.
It was already dusk on a cold day, and I saw the poor girl still washing clothes in the water full of ice. Her hands were red and swollen from the ice water. Her clothes were thin and worn, dirty and dirty. Damn, and there was a wind outlet next to the well, and gusts of cold wind blew, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Hong Yue couldn't help but feel a sore nose when he saw it. He walked over and pulled the poor boy up. Then he squatted on the ground, picked up the clothes in the basin and started washing them. While washing, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Hong Yue" Pao'er finally came to his senses and saw the person in front of him clearly, "Why are you here?"

"Today is New Year's Eve, my mother's birthday. My son finally sneaked into the palace because he wanted to celebrate his mother's birthday." Hong Yue washed the clothes desperately, but did not dare to look up at the poor child, for fear that she would look at him. is crying
"Is it already this time? I didn't know that this year would be over like this." Paoer muttered, then leaned over to pick up Hong Yue and stood up, "Get up, this is not what you should do."

When Hong Yue heard what Pao'er said, he angrily threw the clothes in his hands into the water. "Isn't this what a son should do? Is it what a mother should do?" Hong Yue pulled Pao'er's hands over and looked at her. The hands were covered with big cuts and chilblains and were still bleeding. I felt even more distressed. "Look at what your hands are like."

"This is what I should do for my mother now. Don't worry about it. Go back quickly. Don't let your prince brother get punished for you again." Paoer looked around quickly and saw no one, so he urged Hongyue to go back.
"If you want to leave, you come with me. I can't let you suffer here alone." Hong Yue saw that the poor boy was not willing to leave.
"I am being punished here. Where can I leave? Listen to mother and go back quickly." The poor man was trying to persuade him when he heard the scolding voice of the housekeeper behind him.

"What kind of little slave is this? What are you doing here? You don't understand the rules." The woman was cursing and had already arrived in front of Hong Yue.
Before she could regain her footing, Hong Yue slapped the woman hard. The young man was very strong. With just one slap, her eyes were filled with stars, and blood flowed from one nostril.

"Who is this ignorant person? He dares to hit me. Don't you want to live?" The woman covered her face and shouted loudly, and then called the stronger women in the courtyard to come over.

(End of this chapter)