Red Mansion Rebirth: Ghost Phoenix

Three quarters of a hour.

The emperor retired from court and his ministers slowly dispersed.

The emperor looked at the prince who was obviously looking for someone, and inexplicably glanced at the chief eunuch beside him, Dai Quan, who was known as the Prime Minister of the Palace.

Old Dai Quan chuckled, bent down, and whispered, "Today is the day when the concubines enter the palace. The ones from the East Palace are the first batch.

"According to the rules, the adults of each family should be at the doorstep to see the girls off to the car!"

The emperor understood and laughed: "Where did he go to find those people?"

Then he shook his head and sighed, "You are still young."

After thinking about it, he laughed softly again, "However, if he can pamper the smiling girl from the Wang family because of this, it would be a good thing!"

Dai Quan also smiled but said nothing.

The emperor paused again, his smile disappearing: "I remember that the Jia family insisted on sending their daughter to the Queen to be a female historian? Should she enter the palace today?"

Dai Quan carefully observed the emperor's expression and replied in a low voice, "Yes.

"I just came here for the talent show, and I ran into Concubine Zhen, and we greeted each other...

"Who knew that the Queen Mother saw me again, and she asked about my background and asked me to be her personal historian."

The emperor sneered and said nothing more.

Dai Quan really couldn't figure out whether the emperor was laughing at the tricks played by the Jia family and Concubine Zhen, or at the stupid way that the Empress thought she was smart, so he could only lower his head and remain silent.

..............................

There was a lot of rumbling of carriages and horses.

Before entering the East Palace, all the beauties on the carriage were just noble ladies from their respective families.

Therefore, all the carriages were low-key black lacquered flat-head carriages, each carriage was only equipped with one coachman, and each concubine was only allowed to bring two maids to serve her into the palace.

As for the baggage—how much could be carried in a carriage?

Therefore, he could only send his pre-packed luggage through the Prince's Neifang.

Wang Xifeng had known about this matter from Aunt Meng a long time ago and asked Aunt Meng for help. One day in advance, while the mansion was in chaos, she quietly packed up all her valuables and sent them out.

As for other bulky things, they were simply taken away by Yuanji Shop.

The most interesting thing about this incident is that both times when things went out, Wang Xifeng deliberately made excuses to ask Wang Yi to see it, and then told him about it "in passing" in a casual manner.

——Since the eldest young master of the mansion is a witness, Wang Ziteng and Yu Shi would probably be too embarrassed to spread the bad reputation of "emptying" their mother's home.

The carriage moved forward slowly.

An extremely magnificent palace appeared in sight.

Wang Xifeng looked at him from afar through the swaying curtains of the carriage, and finally a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Then, faintly, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from behind!

The middle-aged man was also shouting, "Miss, please stay! Miss! Miss Wang! Please stay!"

An'er and Ru'er, who were walking beside the carriage, suddenly changed their expressions.

The driver was also a little confused, and subconsciously pushed the whip in his hand towards the horse: "Whoa..."

"Driver, you have delayed my entry into the palace. Neither you nor I can afford it." Wang Xifeng said calmly from inside, "Please hurry up. It is better to be early than to be late and unable to enter the palace."

There were more than a hundred trips by these coachmen to pick up and drop off beauties in the palace.

They have seen so many strange things!

The driver nodded in understanding, and said, "Okay! Chenghui, sit tight! The two girls, hurry up and walk a few steps!"

With a flick of the wrist and a crack of the whip, he said, "Go!"

The horse went from a leisurely stroll to a trot.

Da da da.

"Miss, please stay! Miss, the old lady..." The person behind was already crying.

But just as he uttered the word "old lady", the black lacquered flat-head carriage had already smoothly entered the Xuande Gate on the north side of the East Palace.

The horses behind also stopped, and the riders rolled off their saddles, knelt in the dust, and burst into tears: "Young lady! Old lady, old lady..."

Just as he was about to cry out, a spear and a halberd suddenly came over and were placed on the man's neck:

"How dare you! You are making such a commotion in front of the East Palace, crying and making a scene. Do you want to despise the court? Or do you want to curse the prince?!"

The middle-aged man's cry was immediately choked, and he explained in a panic: "I am an old slave, yes, I am the steward of the Beijing Camp Jiedushi Mansion...

"Just now, we, our old lady, passed away...

"The master ordered me to come and announce the death of our eldest daughter..."

The spear suddenly moved, and the shining sharp blade immediately pressed against his Adam's apple: "Shut up!

"What kind of status should one have to be worthy of announcing a death at the gate of the Eastern Palace? Since you are the steward of the Jingying Jiedushi Mansion, you should know!

"Which master in the palace are you cursing?"

The middle-aged man was so scared that he was sweating profusely: "No, no, no! Our eldest girl is the one who just came in. She is the Cheng Hui who was newly selected into the palace this year! I am reporting to her, to her..."

"Little Cheng Hui is just a concubine in the Eastern Palace. She is honored by her master for saying that her family is hers! Moreover, she has not even met the Crown Princess yet. She is just an unknown concubine!

"Why would the Eastern Palace have anything to do with her family's funeral?!

"Stop showing those filthy things in your house to the East Palace!

"Whether you want to hold a funeral or want someone to go home to observe mourning, you must report to the Ministry of Internal Affairs according to the rules!

"You have disturbed the Eastern Palace without permission. I think your governor doesn't want to come back during his mourning period, right?!"

The sharp blade of the spear was withdrawn, and the pole head was replaced, swinging fiercely: "Get out!"

The middle-aged man was hit hard twice and immediately broke out in sweat from the pain. He gritted his teeth and endured it without making a sound. He rolled and crawled, bowing and kowtowed as he retreated.

When he was far away, he climbed onto the horse with great effort, whipped it, and the horse galloped away.

The palace guard holding a spear raised one eyebrow and sneered: "Riding a horse in the busy city, disturbing the East Palace, and crying at the palace gate, haha!"

The man holding the spear came up and asked curiously, "Brother Guo, why do you hate this... king... what's the name of the king so much?"

"Wang Ziteng." The guard surnamed Guo straightened his helmet, revealing his true face. He was the guard who accompanied the prince to the Jile Temple that day. "Let me tell you, your brother Guo was doing well in the Lizheng Palace with an ice fan, but he was sent out to guard the gate. It was all thanks to their family!"

The man holding the spear's eyes lit up: "What's going on?"

Guo rolled his eyes at him and said, "Mr. Xu, look at your sneaky behavior! You are a grown man, but you always act like a gossipy old lady!

“On duty!

"Go back and stand still!

"If Lao Pang sees this and tells the prince that I'm disobedient, I'll have to spend another ten days!"

Xu, who was holding the spear, chuckled and didn't take it seriously at all. He ran back to the other side holding his helmet and stood proudly: "Brother Guo, don't worry, I will definitely not hold you back!

"But if the Crown Prince or General Pang start chatting tomorrow, could you please say a few good words for me?"

Guo snorted and rolled his eyes at him: "Get lost!"

Looking through the small window at the back of the carriage, the gate of the East Palace seemed to have been shortened and widened, looking particularly strange and getting farther and farther away.

Wang Xifeng stared at it without blinking until the carriage turned a corner and the door disappeared from sight.

Well, finally, I entered the palace.