Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 99 The Imperial City Nightmare (3)
Yinzhu looked at her as if she had seen a ghost: "Miss Duanmu, you're the one who got cheap and behaved. Do you know how many people in this palace are thinking about Zhanwei?"

"Why do so many people like Zhan Zhao?" This Duanmucui really didn't know.

Yinzhu sighed, stretched out her hand and pointed outward: "Miss Duanmu, do you know how many maids there are in this palace? But how many men are there in the palace? There is only one emperor, and the other eunuchs are fine. There are a few guards who are Zhou Zheng, but they are rarely seen.

"Later, Mr. Zhan sealed the Imperial Palace to walk. With such a character and appearance, such a kung fu style, even when talking to his servants, he was very humble. Who wouldn't like such a person? Don't say that the group of little girls are thinking about it." , it's me, sometimes he talks to me too much, and I get flustered." Yin Zhu smiled, but she didn't shy away from it.

Duanmucui also laughed, as if others liked Zhan Zhao, and she was also honored by it.

Yinzhu looked at her and suddenly sighed.

"Miss Duanmu, you are a lucky person. A person as good as Mr. Zhan must be someone who loves others. Some people have a good face, and they are not human..." She suddenly lowered her voice, "You know Yu Is it Mr. Zhang from the State Palace?"

"Ah... um." If he had known that there must be some gossip in the palace, Duanmucui responded vaguely.

"Such a person of literary talent, elegant and elegant on the surface, can toss a woman to death under the bed curtain. I heard that the concubine who died recently died because of that matter..."

Duanmucui didn't understand how the topic got to this point, she was so embarrassed, she quickly changed the topic: "Yinzhu, when I entered the palace with Lord Bao yesterday, I lost a hairpin."

"Really? Is it valuable?"

"It's not very valuable. It's just left by my mother. It's always a pity to lose it. Can you find it for me?"

Yinzhu frowned: "There are many people in the palace, Miss Duanmu, if someone picks her up, it will be hard to find."

"I remember..." Duanmucui frowned, "It seems that she was still wearing it at the entrance of the side hall at the west end of the Yuhe River, but it disappeared when she turned around... There seems to be an old woman nearby..."

"The side hall at the west end of the Yuhe River?" Yinzhu thought about it, "Is the door locked? That's Yao Meiren's sleeping hall."

"Maybe... right..." Duanmucui said vaguely, "I don't know either."

"That old woman probably picked it up. Do you remember what she looks like? If you remember, it's easier to find some."

"I seem to remember..." Duanmucui's heart moved, "Yinzhu, find a pen and ink for me, I'll draw her appearance for you to see."

Not long after the brush and ink were ready, Duanmucui pretended to operate the brush, and the tip of the brush tremblingly landed on the paper, whether it was horizontal or vertical, tremblingly outlined a strange human figure, Yin Zhu laughed until her stomach ached.

Duanmucui rubbed away a piece pretending to be displeased, then got up and pushed Yinzhu out: "You are watching, I am very nervous, you go for a walk, leave me alone to draw."

"Hey, which painter is afraid of people watching her paint?" Yin Zhu chuckled and was finally pushed out by Duanmucui.After standing outside the door for a while, it suddenly occurred to me that the osmanthus tea that the Empress Dowager was going to use in the afternoon was not ready, so she hurriedly walked towards the main hall, and in a hurry, bumped into a person head-on at the corner of the corridor.

"Master Zhan..." Without looking up, she knew who was coming just by looking at the crimson official uniform and the sky blue sea of ​​clouds pattern on the hem.

as predicted.

"Miss Yinzhu," Zhan Zhao smiled, his demeanor was as calm and polite as ever, but Yinzhu, who was cramped, smelled a little cramped from this.

It's no wonder that she, Zhan Zhao, often walks in the palace, but the number of times she comes to the Queen Mother's place can be counted on one's fingers, and every time she comes with Mrs. Bao as a routine. After noon, I have already visited twice.

"Miss Duanmu? You're awake. You're closing the door and painting, so no one will see it." Without waiting for Zhan Zhao to ask, she crackled like beans, then twisted her body and ran away with a snickering smile.

Zhan Zhao turned around and looked at her back, smiled wryly and shook his head.

If you say that Zhan Zhao doesn't understand the thoughts of the girls in the palace, you'd be underestimating him.I still remember that Yaowu Tower first entered the palace to see him after he was appointed as a royal cat. Along the way, those palace people all took a peek at him. Red clouds flew over everyone's faces.

That time, he was really blushing even the roots of his ears.

I still remember Xiang Tianqi, the bodyguard of the imperial army, who was accompanying him, comforting him like someone who has experienced it: "Hero Zhan, you will get used to it after a long time...these little girls are filming...there is nothing new in the palace..."

Anyone can hear the voiceover: There is nothing new in the palace, suddenly there is such a new face, and there are so many rumors about how capable and majestic he is before, now that he is here, it is not to be pointed at, Discuss?Maybe when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he would always be the object of the Xianggui pillow.

One time when he entered the palace, he lost his way and asked a passer-by where the door was, and the next day he was teased by his brothers in the Imperial Guard: "Lord Zhan, have you taken a fancy to the palace man next to the queen? "

He didn't need to inquire, he knew clearly in his heart that many people watched and passed on his every move and what he said.So from then on, be cautious in your words and deeds, try not to stay in the palace as much as possible, when you meet people and things, you should be polite and measured, but keep everything out of three feet.As things go on like this, there are still many eyes paying attention to him, but the inconspicuous rumors gradually die down.

This time, because of Duanmucui's entry into the palace, all achievements were ruined.

He is almost certain that within two days, Duanmucui will be surrounded by a circle of pointing and commenting people: what does this girl look like, what does her makeup look like, what is her family background... in a few days , These comments are replaced by different people's likes and dislikes. Maybe some people will break up their friendship with her, and some people will look at her annoyed, give her a blank stare, and secretly use some invisible stumbling blocks to see her make a fool of herself...

Even if there were no such things, he didn't want Duanmucui to be caught in gossip in the palace.Decades in the palace have been like a day, and the days flow slower than outside. The long days are more bitter, and nothing happens. How many private things outside have been crushed, broken up, magnified, repeated, and passed on unbearably?No matter it's true or not, he doesn't want her to be passively involved in it... These small irritability are suddenly like spider silk, entwined and entangled, which disturbed Zhan Zhao a little. His almost mediocre thoughts were thrown behind him.

By the way, just now Yinzhu said, Duanmucui is... painting?

What are you painting?
Duanmucui didn't know about Zhan Zhao's thoughts outside.

Facing the pen in front of her, which took a lot of effort to stand tremblingly on the paper, she was gearing up and feeling triumphant.

Then, she carried out a campaign that has endured in the horror world of modern society regardless of nationality, race and age.

Please pen fairy.

But seeing her mysterious, she whispered three times to the brush: "Wu Daozi? Wu Daozi? Wu Daozi?"

The brush didn't move, Duanmucui was very disappointed: "Isn't it, you have already reincarnated?"

Wu Daozi's angry voice-over: I am from the Tang Dynasty. It has been hundreds of years. Why don't you reincarnate?

After thinking for a while, he changed another person: "Yan Liben? Yan Liben? Yan Liben?"

Yan Liben's polite voice-over: Shangxian Rongfeng, Xiaosheng is also from the Tang Dynasty, and has already been reincarnated.

……

It's all because Miss Duanmu is not a member of the circle. She doesn't know much about the painting world in the early Song Dynasty. One will die!"

The brush suddenly trembled violently a few times, and then stopped in an almost inclined posture.

Duanmucui let out a sigh of relief, and slowly stretched out her hand, touching the tip of the pen as if rubbing the top.

"I remember, last night..." His thoughts gradually wandered, his whole body was almost in a trance, and he came to Yao Meiren's bedroom again in a trance, propped his arms under the bed, and then slowly turned his head.

His gaze was fixed on this moment.

She only saw the old woman's face and hair bun, but didn't see the clothes, it was too dark under the bed...

At the same time, the pen under his hand was dragged by an invisible hand and slid across the paper...

Pick up the pen, pick up, outline, move the pen, turn, press the tip of the pen, spin, point, circle...

Zhan Zhao came in very lightly, turned around and closed the door.He took a few steps towards Duanmucui, and realized that it was inconvenient to disturb her, he stopped not far from her, his eyes fell on the paper in front of her.

The unknown painter was very conscientious, and he was still using a very fine brush to trace the wrinkles on the old woman's face bit by bit.

Zhan Zhao frowned, this old lady's appearance can be described as ordinary, what is unusual is that her hair seems to be all combed behind her head, looking from the front, there is no pattern at all.

The pen suddenly paused violently, as if it had exhausted all its strength, and it was slumped.At the same time, Duanmucui was panting rapidly, her body trembling violently.

"Duanmu." Zhan Zhao quickly stepped forward to stabilize her body.

Duanmucui opened his eyes and looked at Zhan Zhao, as if he wanted to say something, then his gaze quickly turned to the portrait.

"This bun..." Obviously, she also felt very strange.

After looking at it for a while, Zhan Zhao was the first to react: "I remembered, this should be a vertical bun."

"Dropped bun?" Duanmucui was a little puzzled.

"Nowadays there are very few people wearing this kind of hair, I never thought of it." Zhan Zhao smiled, "I saw it occasionally when I was walking in the rivers and lakes in my early years."

He showed Duanmucui the painting: "All the hair is scattered at the back of the head, and the ends are tied together into a small bun. This kind of hair decoration is a bit simple. At first glance, it seems that there is no hair knot."

"Hanging bun..." Duanmu Cui murmured, feeling a little dazed.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Zhao noticed that there was something different in her expression, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Duanmucui didn't answer him, she remembered her morning dream again.

At the end of the dream, the palace servants of the Han Palace carefully sucked the nectar from the copper cactus on the Chengtai Terrace, carefully gathered it into a cup, sprinkled it with jade chips like crushed snow, and carefully served it on the plate, holding it flat with both hands, Respectfully walked towards the Emperor Wu of Han on the throne.How majestic and majestic the emperor's face was, she didn't pay any attention to it, her eyes followed the palace maid's bun closely.

Hanging bun in the Han Palace.

Zhan Zhao became suspicious, and after repeated questioning, Duanmucui told the story of meeting the old lady in Yao Meiren's dormitory the night before.

Zhan Zhao frowned upon hearing this.

"When the old woman appeared, you were not prepared at all?"

"Who says I'm not prepared at all? I clearly..." Duanmucui stuttered, "I clearly...that or something."

"Then what?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Obviously... I kicked her." Duanmucui struggled to find evidence, "She didn't show up after that, maybe I kicked her to death?"

"Talking nonsense!" Zhan Zhao was angry and funny, "In the future, don't make decisions on your own, be so reckless."

"What do you want to do without authorization?" Duanmucui couldn't understand.

"Did you tell me before you entered Yao Meiren's dormitory?"

"You guys asked me to come in to investigate the case." Duanmucui was anxious.

"I asked you to come in to investigate the case, but I didn't let you run around alone. You need to tell me where you will go in the future."

"Hey!" Duanmucui became angry, "Zhan Zhao, do you know what it means to be disobeyed by the emperor's order? If things happen in a hurry, who would rush to inform you first? By then the daylily will be It's cold. Besides, before entering the palace, you didn't have to tell you anything."

"Then I'll say it now." Zhan Zhao answered rather quickly.

"Then I won't do it." Duanmucui answered faster.

There was a moment of silence, the two glared at each other, neither would give way.

In the end, Duanmucui moved first, rolled the drawing paper into a scroll, turned around and left with a snort, but it happened that Zhan Zhao was blocking her way.Duanmucui raised her jaw and tapped Zhan Zhao's shoulder with the scroll: "Guard Zhan, let me go."

Zhan Zhao sighed in his heart: How can there be such a girl who would turn her face and deny anyone if she disagreed with her, and would never get tired of playing games with strangers.

In desperation, he had no choice but to move to the side to make way for her.

Duanmucui is like a proud big rooster... Uh, or to treat immortals, let's say like a peacock is more appropriate?In short, she was triumphant, walked two steps and turned back: "Zhanwei."

"Huh?" Zhan Zhao responded subconsciously.

"You have also read the books of sages." She looked very serious, "Man and woman can't kiss each other, so don't keep running into the girl's room."

"I..." Zhan Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, before he had time to argue, he proudly walked away with provocative steps.Only Yu Zhanzhao stayed there for a long time, with a puzzled and helpless look on his face: "Fleeing?"

run away?
Such inelegant and restless verbs are only suitable for horse monkeys suffering from ADHD in the woods. How can they be used for our Zhanwei?On behalf of the broad masses of the people, I express great dissatisfaction with Miss Duanmu's choice of words and sentences.

Duanmucui went to find Yinzhu, and showed her the painting: "This old lady, have you seen it?"

Yinzhu frowned and looked at it for a long time, then shook her head: "No."

Although the answer was expected, Duanmucui still couldn't help sighing.

Yinzhu was a little apprehensive, feeling sorry for not being able to help her: "That...Miss Duanmu...let's think of a way..."

"Forget it..." Duanmu Cui listlessly said, "It's just a hairpin, there's nothing I can do if I can't find it."

Yinzhu was busy preparing fragrant tea for the Queen Mother, and Duanmucui didn't want to disturb her, so he had to go back the same way, and saw Zhan Zhao still standing by the door with his sword in his arms.

Sure enough, he has learned to behave well. Could it be that he is afraid that she will say that he ran into her room again, so he refuses to wait for her in the room?Duanmucui only felt it was funny, and deliberately approached with sullen face: "Have you left yet?"

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly: "I haven't had time to talk to you about the business. I showed Mr. Gongsun the suet jade bottle you gave me yesterday."

"What did you say, sir?" Duanmu Cui secretly cried out ashamed, she almost forgot about it.

"The wine is mixed with drugs, which are extremely strong. The master said that if you drink half a bottle, you will be unconscious for a day and a night."

"Drink half a bottle..." Duanmu Cui murmured, and suddenly remembered something, "I remembered, that day I asked about Yao Meiren's situation before she died, she just said she didn't know, that she drank some wine at night, Then she fell asleep, and when she woke up again, her soul had been scattered. If there is a drug in the wine, who is going to plot against her?"

"I don't know either." Zhan Zhao shook his head, "It is said that Yao Meiren is an unfavorable concubine, and her natal family's power is only mediocre. Even if it involves fighting for favor in the palace, no one will point the finger at her. In your opinion, this matter will Wouldn't it have something to do with the old woman you met yesterday?"

"Ninety-nine percent of it is related." Duanmu Cui said bitterly, "The old woman is pretending to be a ghost. Hey, Zhan Zhao, I have to go out of the palace."

"What are you going out of the palace for?"

"Take the magic weapon." She took it for granted, "I bought those magic bells, peach swords, and nectar bowls a few days ago, otherwise how would I fight with others?"

"What kind of place is in the palace, come and go whenever you want?" Zhan Zhao had a headache.

"It doesn't take long to come and go." She giggled, "Besides, if you don't want the guards at the palace gate to know, I can still walk through the wall when no one is around... When Zhu asked about it, I said, I went to the Imperial Garden for a stroll.”

Yinzhu has been thinking about Duanmu Cuiyang and her affairs. After finishing the work at hand, she suddenly thought: I don't know that old woman, but maybe someone else has seen it. Ask a few more people, won't it be enough? ?Came to look for Duanmucui in a hurry, but no one was there, opened the door and walked in to look around, threw a scroll on the untreated mattress, unfolded it, and it was the old lady she let me recognize earlier.

Excitedly, he came out with the scroll, and asked the palace servants in the Empress Dowager's Palace first, but to no avail.Immediately, he went to the outside of the hall again, and when he saw the passing palace people from a long distance, he waved.

The prime minister's retainer is a seventh-rank official, and Yin Zhu is a girl who can talk to the Queen Mother. In terms of status, she is probably more powerful than some concubines.Not long after, a group of people surrounded her, and there was a very attentive one. After she left, she met someone on the road, and she didn't forget to help her call: "Sister Yinzhu has something to ask for someone, you should hurry up and have a look."

(End of this chapter)