Red Mansion Rebirth: Ghost Phoenix

That night.

Aunt Meng felt like her head was about to explode!

The original plan was to give this girl from the Wang family a warning so that she could learn the etiquette of standing in the palace.

Who would have thought that the girl was not lying, and actually got up at the fifth watch - with a bowl of water on her head, she could stand still for half an hour with her head held high!

At the same time, she can still chat with you!

She was really tired of being annoyed, so Aunt Meng had to stop her etiquette lesson and let her go to bed early: "Get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning, I want to see Cheng Hui's boxing skills."

I returned to the room and closed the door.

Aunt Meng slowly fell on the bed and covered her ears with a pillow.

The world is finally quiet!

Wang Xifeng, who had returned to her room to wash up and go to bed, was still in high spirits. She dismissed everyone and called the black cat, "Come on, tell me, what excitement did you see?"

The black cat was still squatting on the footstool, with its head tilted back and its mouth opened. Perhaps it felt its neck was a little tired, so it raised its legs and jumped onto the bed.

Wang Xifeng slapped it away: "Are you being too arrogant? If you want to, just say it. If not, get out of here!"

The black cat fell to the ground with its mouth bitten, climbed up, lowered its head to lick its chin, and walked away two steps sadly.

In the end, he was still unwilling to look up, so he jumped onto a high table beside the bed and meowed a few times at Wang Xifeng who was lying on the bed.

Wang Xifeng was thoughtful: "They were so neglectful, but Aunt Meng didn't get angry? She is really well-mannered! Who is she?"

Black cat: “Meow~”

"You don't know?!" Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at it, "Useless!"

The parrot on the shelf laughed and cursed along with her: "Useless writing!"

The black cat turned around suddenly, looked at the parrot coldly, opened its mouth, and made a low "wool", which did not sound like a cat's anger, but more like a tiger's roar.

The parrot was not afraid at all, and even flapped its wings, cackled, and added: "You useless bastard!"

The black cat suddenly became furious, and without even a sound of a cry, it leaped up and pounced on the parrot!

The parrot flew away from the shelf, but because there were chains on its feet, it couldn't fly too far, and its big wings flapped continuously.

The black cat squatted on the shelf nimbly, showing its sharp hooked claws to catch the bird.

The parrot slapped the cat's face with its wings and hit back with its claws.

Suddenly, cat hair and bird feathers flew together, and meows and "stray hairs" drank together -

"Well, the cat and the bird in the inner room are fighting again!"

Ping'er, who was on duty at the door, couldn't help but complain to An'er, who came to help her make the bed:

"The girl doesn't care! Can't you move the parrot out, or bring Wu Jin out to spend the night?"

An'er covered her mouth and laughed: "I see that every time they fight, the girl always enjoys watching!"

"Cats eat birds! The girl thinks it's a circus!" Ping'er muttered, got up, opened the door, walked in quietly, grabbed the black cat, threw it on the ground, and slapped it.

Then he grabbed the parrot, put it back on the shelf, and gave it a slap in the face.

Wang Xifeng turned sideways to the outside, watching the excitement with burning eyes, smiling slightly without saying a word.

When Ping'er tiptoed out again, he laughed at them, "It's been more than a year and no one has killed anyone. Look at what you two have accomplished!"

Then he looked at the parrot, "It doesn't know Aunt Meng's background, do you?"

The parrot raised its foot and scratched its beak, cleared its throat, and then said, "Aunt Meng was born in October, so her maiden name is Winter.

"Because he entered the palace from a scholarly family and worked in the Shangyi Bureau, he was very much loved by the late Empress Xiaoren, and the courtesy name 'Fan Shuang' was given to him by the Empress herself.

"After they passed away one after another, Meng was grief-stricken and fell seriously ill. After she recovered, she asked for permission to leave the palace, but the current Queen Mo refused.

"Her job has always been to teach concubines and palace maids.

"This time, the young lady's position as a teaching aunt was not granted by His Majesty, but she asked for it on her own initiative."

The black cat looked at the parrot in confusion and meowed.

The parrot squeaked disdainfully, and then said, "What's the point of just staring at Meng? Xiaowu stayed in the main room and heard the whole thing."

Wang Xifeng lay on the pillow and thought carefully, then understood: "It seems that this Aunt Meng is a loyal person. She doesn't want to serve the second queen, so she wants to hide in the East Palace.

"Besides, she didn't want to be a regular employee of the Eastern Palace, so she picked me, a nobody.

"To the extent that she knew that Jia Yuanchun was also selected, I would most likely find an excuse to avoid entering the palace.

"At that time, as long as the Wang family persuades her to stay, she can stay outside the palace to retire and never return to that place..."

The cat and the bird stared at each other.

what……

How could so much information be inferred from just a few sentences? !

Lord Phoenix is ​​Lord Phoenix, he is really smart!

Wang Xifeng had long been accustomed to the two fat guys' admiration and awe. She turned over and stared at the top of the tent for a while.

After making up my mind, I let out a long breath, closed my eyes, and went to sleep.

Within three or five breaths, she was already fast asleep.

"Lord Phoenix sleeps so well... He will surely live a long life..." the parrot murmured.

The black cat lay back on the high table, raised its paws to wash its face, then curled up and fell asleep.

The parrot hooked the shelf with its beak and turned in another direction, looking at the moon outside the window, and sighed leisurely: "The moon is rising brightly..."

"Meow."

The room finally became quiet.

The next day.

When it was light outside, Wang Xifeng got up, rinsed her mouth and wiped her face, went to the corridor to stretch her muscles, and began to do horse stance.

Meng Fanshuang heard the noise and stood up as well. Although she didn't disturb him, she stared at him closely.

Wang Xifeng first squatted in horse stance for half an hour, then practiced boxing for half an hour, and finally practiced with a stick for half an hour.

Meng Fanshuang didn't understand any of this. After breakfast with Wang Xifeng, while they were sitting and drinking tea, she asked her, "What kind of weapon is that stick?"

"Knife, spear, sword, halberd, axe, hatchet, hook, fork, halberd, stick, lance, club, whip, mace, hammer, claw, plus crutches and meteors.

"These are the eighteen kinds of weapons - have you heard of them, aunt?

"I used the most common eyebrow-high stick."

Wang Xifeng smiled when she said this, swung the handkerchief in her hand, and looked towards the south, "When I was young, my father told me to learn fists and kicks first, then sticks, and finally swords and guns.

"Our Wang family is descended from military generals, so we should all practice martial arts.

“It’s just that my brother was weak when he was young, and he was the eldest grandson of the eldest son, so my grandmother doted on him, which delayed his development and prevented him from inheriting the skills of our ancestors.

"When it came to me, my father raised me like a boy since I was young, thinking that I should strengthen my muscles first and then study etiquette.

“Who would have thought that just after he taught me the stick technique, my father took my mother and brother back to the old house in Jinling.

"My uncle is busy, and my two cousins ​​haven't learned it yet, so they don't dare to teach me. So I have only practiced the simplest Qimei Staff until now."

Aunt Meng looked at Wang Xifeng with a complicated expression. After a while, she said softly, "If you enter the palace, I'm afraid you'll have to give up Chenghui's stick skills from now on."

"It's okay." Wang Xifeng paused for a moment, then smiled and waved her hand, "It's not appropriate to use sticks in the palace. I don't need to worry about the rules!

"Once I enter the palace, I will ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a master to teach me whip techniques! This will definitely be useful!

"When the time comes, if any slave dares to act unruly, I will whip him!"

Aunt Meng: ...

Row!

it is good!

Another day of doubting Wang Chenghui's IQ and my own life!