The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

It is the heart of the prince, you can understand this feeling. "

Of course I understand.Xiang Jiu took a step back and kept a distance from him.

Ever since the prince's son tried to tarnish her innocence that night, she knew it clearly.

"The emperor's kindness is mighty. Since it is the kindness of the emperor's master, then the servant would rather obey his orders than be respectful."

Later, adhering to the principle of sharing blessings, she pulled Fu Mo'er and said to Nan Ye: "Then take my sister with me."

younger sister?

Nan Ye looked at her with the eyes of "How many good sisters do you have?"

As a well-educated old eunuch, he was familiar with "A Dream of Red Mansions", and what impressed him most was Jia Baoyu's frequent calling of Lin Daiyu as "Sister Lin".

Kind and affectionate.

Therefore, the word "sister" is a bit fanciful.

"What's your sister's name?"

"Fumoer."

Nanye remembered now.

Earlier, he was ordered by Mu Surao to send someone to watch Xin Zheku. At that time, a spy came to report that Xiang Jiu was getting close to a little maid of Xin Zheku, whose name was Fu Mo'er.

So righteously said: "No."

If you worship the master, you will worship the master. There is no reason to bring the opposite food.

Fu Mo'er sensible said: "Brother, you go, I have you enough."

Listen to what this says...

Nanye's facial features wrinkled into Shar-Pei dogs, she scolded Fu Mo'er for being shameless, flicked the whisk, and left angrily.

Xiang Jiu had no choice but to follow behind him step by step. The two "father and son", stepping on the silver moonlight on the floor tiles, walked through the corridors and long streets, and arrived at the respect room.

The master who asked Xiang Jiu to pay his respects was Qiu Baishan, and he was fiddling with his abacus behind the counter.

Seeing Nan Ye come in, he snorted from his nostrils, despising him as much as he wanted.

Xiang Jiu couldn't help but look at him with admiration, never thought that there were such unyielding people in the Forbidden City, who didn't even give him the face of the chief eunuch.

Nan Ye was immediately upset, if it wasn't for the words of the imperial master, he wouldn't have come here to make trouble.

"Old Qiu." He pretended to smile.

Qiu Baishan threw the abacus away and came out from behind the cabinet: "What are you doing here?"

"Come to see you, how are you doing these days?"

"What a fart!"

The last word belonged to the plosive sound, and Qiu Baishan's saliva sprayed Nan Ye's face.

Nan Ye was so taken aback, he still licked his smiling face and said, "Not only am I here, I also brought my godson with me, look how juicy he is."

He pulled Xiangjiu over and pushed her in front of Qiu Baishan, which was the end of his introduction.

He said again: "If you don't dislike it, let him learn the rules from now on."

"I hate it." Qiu Baishan sneered.

Xiangjiu understood that Nanye's preliminary work was not in place, and he did not communicate well with Qiu Baishan about "accepting apprentices".

She yawned, pulled an armchair and sat down, and took a nap on the table.

After not sleeping for a while, the two old eunuchs began to scold each other, and the scolding battle intensified, involving eighteen generations of ancestors.

After the eighteen generations of ancestors finished scolding, they started to scold again. The most scolding was whether you had a child or not.

Xiang Jiu is happy, why is the eunuch giving birth to a child.

Seeing her smile, Qiu Baishan became even more angry, spat, picked up the stool and swung them wildly, and swept them out of the house.

Nanye Guangrong was injured, and Xiangjiu helped him on the way back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Curiously said: "Godfather, what is the origin of this Qiu Baishan, even you don't pay attention to it."

Nan Ye gritted her teeth: "He's just a pile of shit in the latrine, smelly and hard."

Later he said: "He once served the late emperor, and the imperial master thought of this affection after he ascended the throne, and wanted to send him out of the palace to spend the rest of his life, but he was reluctant to leave, so the imperial master gave him a spare time in the respect room." Difference."

Xiang Jiu grasped the key words: "Served the late emperor? That can be regarded as the ancestor of our slaves."

"Isn't it? At least I have been a eunuch for 30 years, so I have to give him three points of face."

30 years?

That must know a lot of palace secrets.

Xiangjiu's eyeballs rolled and she felt joy in her heart.

Then he inquired: "Why does he have such a big enmity with you?"

Nanye didn't hide it from her, rubbed the wound and said, "Why else? A woman!"

Xiangjiu: "... a rival in love?"

Nanye nodded: "He likes Nanny Qiongyu in our Hall of Mental Cultivation, but Nanny Qiongyu just loves me, hehe, he has a special liking..."

Xiangjiu: "!!?"

The errands in the harem are all on rotation, one and a half days of work, one day off on a shift, and Xiangjiu's turn to rest the next day.

She woke up early and went out to find Maitreya Shinobu.

Surprisingly, the business of Fengyue Xiaolou has become more and more bleak.

The beggars passing by were eager to give them two pieces of steamed buns.

Xiang Jiu severely criticized Maitreya Shinobi's lazy attitude of laissez-faire and inaction.

Maitreya agrees.

Then ended this topic and entered the topic.

Xiangjiu went straight to the point and told him an anecdote about worshiping his master the night before.

Maitreya couldn't help being as excited as she was: "There is nowhere to find it, and it's easy to get it. Let's start from Qiubai Mountain to find out the news of the imperial edict.

According to legend, the late emperor drafted an imperial edict because of Mu Surao's young age, and passed it down to his younger brother, Prince Long.

At the time of Ke's death, the imperial concubine seized the opportunity to control the inner court with heavy troops, and pretended to pass on the imperial edict to support the 14-year-old Mu Surao to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.

But the real edict to pass the throne is missing.

Therefore, finding the imperial edict is their ultimate goal, and it is also the only purpose of Prince Long's cooperation with Jujiu City.

"How do you plan to get close to him?" Maitreya reluctantly closed the door, making sure that the partition wall had no ears.

Xiangjiu folded her arms and leaned against the window: "Let's do what he likes. He likes Nanny Qiongyu, so I'll chase him for him!"

Maitreya was stunned by the idea.

He took out his autobiography "The First Half of My Life" that he carried with him and wrote hard.

Xiangjiu craned his neck to look, and the title surprised him greatly——Love Song at Twilight: Please Call Me by Your Name.

"Your talent makes me feel ashamed."

Maitreya reluctantly thanked her for her affirmation, and rummaged through the boxes to find a letter.

"Your old lover is here to tell you again. The letter was sent to Beiyuan. The city lord was afraid that you would become sick from lovesickness, so he sent someone to deliver it to us as fast as he could. It just arrived yesterday."

Xiangjiu didn't intend to pick it up.

She turned her face sideways, looked at the white sky outside the window, and muttered, "Sister is just meddling in her own business."

Night, is strong.

In the verandah room under the corridor of Yikun Palace, Xiang Jiu was nestling on the kang, staring at Xin in a daze.

The other four eunuchs who lived in the same room with her were all snoring and dreaming about Duke Zhou.

There was a battle between heaven and man in her heart, and she finally compromised.

Lit a candle, opened the envelope with the faint light, and read word by word——

"I'm here to express my deep affection

Don't let the good times be like dreams that are hard to find

I clearly see you fluttering like a fairy show color screen

Do not say that the sea of ​​clouds is far away and the stars are far away

I look forward to meeting you

The golden wind and jade dew surround the auspicious clouds..."

It is a passage in "Ode to Pear Blossom".

Xiangjiu's heart became empty, feeling bored and panicking.

She let out a long sigh, folded the letter inch by inch, and put it in her bosom.

Help

Fu Mo'er was going to collect firewood from the salary place, and shouted to Xiangjiu outside the room: "Brother, brother."

Xiangjiu agreed vaguely, turned over and fell asleep again.

Fu Mo'er rolled up her sleeves and barged in. Chao Xiangjiu was hit hard on the buttocks.

"It's already three poles in the sun, and I'm still sleeping!"

Xiang Jiu muttered, "I couldn't sleep last night, let me sleep a little longer."

Fu Mo'er refused: "I'm going to get the firewood from the salary place, it's too difficult to carry it back alone, you can come with me."

Xiang Jiu quickly curled up into a ball: "No."

"Go." Fu Mo'er lifted her quilt and pulled her up.

On the way, Xiangjiu kept yawning, and her tears flashed again and again.

.

Fu Mo'er teased her: "You caught the mouse last night."

Xiang Jiu said: "Little brat, you don't understand even if I tell you."

Just as they were talking, a few eunuchs who were high-spirited suddenly bumped them away from behind.

Xiang Jiu staggered, and Fu Mo'er fell to the ground, each groaning.

The leading eunuch didn't apologize, instead he said contemptuously: "Good dogs don't get in the way."

When he said this, he didn't stop walking, and when the words reached Xiang Jiu's ears, he had already walked a long way.

Xiangjiu couldn't bear it anymore, and after standing up with Fu Mo'er supporting each other, they were about to catch up and argue.

Fu Mo'er grabbed her cuff and told her not to do it.

"Don't be afraid, Nanye godfather is protecting us."

Xiangjiu has recently grasped the essence of "the fox pretends to be the tiger", and has great momentum to use this to fight against evil forces.

Fu Mo'er explained: "He is from Xianfu Palace, Ruan Ruge's dog."

When she was serving in Xianfu Palace, she was often bullied by this man.

Suddenly, Xiangjiu recalled the scene of Ruan Ruge reading love poems to her, vividly, it could be called a nightmare.

Immediately, I got goosebumps: "Then hurry up, maybe Ruan Ruge is nearby."

Unexpectedly, "the road to the enemy is narrow" is a truth, as soon as you enter the door of the Xixin Office, you will meet for the second time.

Xiang Jiu glared at them fiercely, and handed over the waist badge to the errand to register.

After receiving two baskets of firewood, I was about to leave, and I didn't want to stay any longer.

But then they seemed to be fighting her, deliberately trying to make things difficult for her.

The leading eunuch is the most arrogant.

Fu Mo'er knocked the bamboo basket on the ground: "Wang Gan, don't deliberately find fault."

Wang Gan put his hands on his hips and stared at Xiang Jiu like a poisonous snake: "I heard that a great eunuch came to the harem, I want to see who it is—"

"Then have you seen clearly? Does anyone have more eyes and more mouths than you?" Xiang Jiu said rudely.

"Hey, I'm still angry. Look, even being angry is so refreshing, no wonder Director Nan likes it."

Wang Qian stretched out his hand and patted Xiang Jiu's face, but Xiang Jiu opened it.

He immediately changed his face: "Give me shameless things."

Fu Mo'er couldn't help but said: "Wang Gan, don't go too far."

Whenever it was a little girl's turn to teach him a lesson.

He pushed Fu Mo'er violently, with considerable strength, Fu Mo'er's small body rolled in a circle on the ground.

This is how the war started.

Xiangjiu is not good at showing off his kung fu, but his tricks are not fancy, and he can deal with these bastards with ease.

In a few blinks, everyone was beaten to pieces.

Fighting and causing trouble is a taboo in the palace.

Fu Mo'er screamed and jumped up, calling "Brother".

After calming down from the helplessness in her heart, she grabbed Xiang Jiu and ran away, not like a weak woman at all.

Xiang Jiu really convinced her.

"Brother, let's go and admit our mistakes to Meng Xiaozhu."

Fu Mo'er, who returned to Yikun Palace, repeated these words no less than fifty times.

Xiang Jiu's ears were calloused by her nagging, and he straightened his hat in front of the bronze mirror and said, "Brother is going to work."

Fu Mo'er said worryingly: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

Unexpectedly, a word became a prophecy.

So after half a stick of incense, Xiang Jiu knelt in front of Ruan Ruge who came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, and silently scolded Fu Mo'er all over her face.

Damn girl, how accurate is he!

Fortunately, Fu Mo'er was clever, and when she heard that Ruan Ruge was coming, she hurriedly slipped through the small door in the backyard to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Jing Xi, who was guarding the gate, still remembered her, and seeing her in a hurry, guessed, "What happened to your brother?"

Fu Mo'er panted heavily: "Well, please help Manager Nan."

As soon as Jing Xi heard this, he knew that the matter was serious, and immediately entered the hall, but when he came out, he followed behind Mu Surao and Nan Ye.

Fu Mo'er hurriedly kowtowed to say hello.

Mu Surao straight to the point asked her what happened, then waved her hand and said, go to Yikun Palace first.

Serving as servants in the palace, the servants are all dead. Maybe the little bastard will go to see King Yama.

The top priority is to save lives.

Ruan Ruge and Meng Qingdai were notoriously at odds with each other, but today they finally had a reason to take advantage of Yikun Palace, they brought their beaten servants and came here non-stop.

No, as soon as the front foot arrived, the back foot met Xiangjiu who came to work as an errand.

Wang Qian covered his bruised and purple face, pointed to Xiang Jiu and said, "Master, she is the one who bullies the servant."

Ruan Ruge squinted her eyes, yo, isn't this the old acquaintance who grounded her for a month?

It just so happens that the old and new accounts are counted together today.

Raising his chin, he asked someone to arrest Xiang Jiu, and stormed into the house aggressively, seeking an explanation from Meng Qingdai.

Meng Qingdai put down the book in her hand, and said kindly: "My sister is here."

Ruan Ruge couldn't understand her hypocrisy, rolled her eyes three times, and found a place to sit.

Meng Qingdai saw that the person was not kind, so she ordered Qiu Nuan to serve the tea quickly, so there was no more to say.

This is to retreat.

Ruan Ruge did not hold his breath, and said again: "Look at the good slave you have taught!"

Meng Qingdai glanced at Xiangjiu who was held down, paused, and asked, "Why did my sister say that?"

Wang Gan huddled his body, looking miserable as if he had been ravaged by someone: "Master Meng, it was the slave who was beaten by her..."

He played a good show, looking at Xiang Jiu timidly, without the previous arrogance at all.

"Xiang Jiu, did you hit him?" Meng Qingdai lowered her face, her tone was stern.

Xiangjiu was furious, and scolded Wang Gan as a wicked person to sue first, so he also imitated him to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Sniffing, crying, "It was he who moved first."

"Nonsense, it's obvious that you think that the firewood distributed to Yikun Palace is not dry enough, and you insist on robbing us. If you can't grab it, you will beat people."

Ruan Ruge followed suit, saying, "There is no such thing as a master without a slave."

Xiangjiu: Are you talking about yourself?

"You can't just rely on Wang Gan's one-sided opinion. Let's ask someone from the Salvation Department first." Meng Qingdai said.

If Ruan Ruge dared to come, he must have taken care of all the witnesses and evidences. Not afraid of Meng Qingdai's investigation, he put on a small waist and said, "Then pass it on."

However, before the summoner arrived, Mu Surao arrived.

She accepted everyone's salute generously, and sat on the red sandalwood throne standing in front of the screen.

The aura of Tianwang Laozi is very well grasped.

By the way, I also found a reason for appearing here: "I was passing by in a chariot, and I heard that the Yikun Palace is very lively, so I came in to have a look."

While talking, he looked at Xiangjiu, and then at Ruan Ruge.

Combined with Ruan Ruge's bad deeds, it is believed that he was deliberately embarrassing Xiangjiu.

This kind of preconceived notion, coupled with the mentality of protecting the calf, caused her to dislike Ruan Ruge in every way.

There is a great urge to beat people up indiscriminately.

Seeing Mu Surao as if seeing a savior, Xiangjiu stepped forward like a dog, and a bear hugged her leg.

With tears in his eyes, he said, "My lord, you have to be the master of this slave!"

Mu Surao wondered why Xiangjiu hugged her legs whenever she was miserable, and wiped her snot and tears on the hem of her skirt every time.

"Okay, okay, I'm here to save you."

She wanted to comfort Xiangjiu like this, but she swallowed the words again.

After scanning the people in the room, he felt that Xiangjiu needed to be reminded to pay attention to the occasion.Lowering her eyes resentfully, she said in a low voice, "Quickly let go."

Xiangjiu mistakenly thought that Mu Surao didn't want to save her, so her brows drooped instantly, like a puppy suffering from hunger and cold.

"Let go."

Xiang Jiu's dog's paw loosened: the most ruthless emperor's house.

Angry

It's a pity that everyone saw their interaction in real life.

This flirting, flirting properly.

Nanye looked at the six directions, afraid that Meng Qingdai and Ruan Ruge would see the clue, closed his eyes and kicked Xiangjiu fiercely.

Kick people off.

Xiangjiu: "!!?"

"Things that don't have long eyes, dare to offend the emperor!" Nanye said with a jump.

Xiangjiu wanted to greet his ancestors, but the situation forced him to cooperate with him in acting, getting up and screaming "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"".

Mu Surao didn't say much, she was here to solve the problem, not to make things worse, she cleared her throat, and asked, "Why is this slave called injustice?"

Ruan Ruge then told her about the Xixin Company.

Mu Surao remained calm when he heard the words.

At the same time, the people from the Salary Department also arrived, and after meeting Ruan Ruge's eyes, they started talking nonsense and splashing dirty water on Xiangjiu's body.

Xiang Jiu wanted to applaud him.

Mu Surao unexpectedly paid attention to the firewood of Xixinsi: "Not dry enough?"

"Because it wasn't dry enough, the slaves of the two palaces fought over each other, and they started a big fight." She glanced at the crowd, "I'm not wrong, am I?"

Nanye chimed in and said, "That's the reason."

Meng Qingdai also answered, "The emperor's son is Shengming."

Ruan Ruge said, "You can't count the matter of the emperor like that!"

What is it called.Blatantly contradicting the Ninety-Five Supreme.

According to the law of history, such people generally do not end well.

Mu Surao's face froze, and murderous look in his eyes: "Then you teach me how to calculate."

Ruan Ruge was terrified, like waking up from a dream, and knocked down his knees: "Ruge was confused for a while, please forgive me, my lord."

Mu Surao walked up to her and looked down at her for a long time.

"Then tell me, how to deal with this matter."

"...The Department of Reluctant Salary is negligent in its duties, and its crime should be punished."

"How to punish."

"Twenty sticks."

Xiangjiu: Only twenty!

Mu Surao turned around and glanced at Xiang Jiu's shrunken cherry mouth.

It seems that he is not satisfied with the penalty.

Then he asked Ruan Ruge: "And then?"

And then?

Ruan Ruge is a little confused, according to the palace rules, the staff will be gone after forty.

"No more?" Mu Surao questioned her.

"Some...some have forty sticks?"

Mu Surao glanced at Xiang Jiu again, um, the cherry mouth is no longer deflated.

"Just do what you want."

The eunuch at Xixin Office refused to obey him, he was clearly here to accompany Ruan Ruge in an embarrassing situation, why was he suddenly beaten.

"Master Ruan, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

Listen to this, but anyone with a little literary literacy can hear the deep meaning of its expression.

Ruan Ruge shook off the handkerchief, and said with a ferocious face, "Presumptuous, who gave you the guts to insult me."

The eunuch became angry with embarrassment, with an expression of "don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind", he uttered the facts all at once.

Mu Surao was grateful for him reining in the precipice, and generously changed the stick from forty to sixty.

Eunuch: "..."

As for Ruan Ruge...

According to Mu Surao's temperament, he must teach her a bloody lesson.

But Meng Qingdai stood up to intercede, and leaned into Mu Surao's ear to remind her that you have to take into account the face of the imperial concubine.

After all, they are related.

Mu Surao felt that what she said was very true, hesitated again and again, and decided to make an exception.

After scolding Ruan Ruge a few words, he told him to go back to Xianfu Palace and face the wall to think for a month.

Xiangjiu has been fighting with Mu Surao recently.

The reason is that the party has cooperated with each other in the sentence of the "Ruan Ruge Finding Faults" case.

□□Naked favoritism and cover-up.

Afterwards, Mu Surao also realized that she was wrong, so she sent Jing Xi to sneak into the Yikun Palace late at night, and passed on Xiangjiu to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xiang Jiu didn't appreciate it, and gave Jing Xi a cold face: "No."

Then he went back to his room and went to sleep.

Jing Xi went back to report with anxiety, but met Mu Surao's cold face again.

Suddenly, I felt the cold rain slapping randomly in my heart.

"Without her, I'm still at peace!" Mu Surao suddenly said this when he was admiring the flowers in the imperial garden.

Nan Ye said obediently: "Yes, there are no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, there is no need for us to hang ourselves on a tree."

Mu Surao: "..."

She was quiet, and Xiang Jiu was naturally quiet too. After calming down her injured heart, she continued her meticulous work.

Whenever there is a day when there is no work, she will lurk around the Hall of Mental Cultivation to observe Qiongyu's every move.

And also learned from Jing Xi that Nanny Qiongyu was born in a scholarly family, and she loves sour poetry, calligraphy and paintings the most.

This is an important piece of information.

It pointed out the direction for her next action.

Qiongyu

She sent some silver to Maitreya, and asked her to find some calligraphy of famous talents.

Maitreya Ren was very concerned about this matter, temporarily put aside his literary creation, and devoted himself to work.

Due to time constraints and heavy tasks, the intelligence network of Jujiu City was also used.

This day is a festive day for receiving monthly money.

Xiang Jiu and Fu Mo'er came to the respect room early, and huddled in the yard with the servants of the various palaces.

It was September, the weather was not too hot, and there was a little wind.

The big guys chatted endlessly, twittering, like a bunch of motherless chicks.

Xiangjiu was naturally happy, but not because of the monthly money, but because of Qiu Baishan...

"Yikun Palace!" Someone shouted inside, the voice was old and hoarse, it was Qiu Baishan.

Xiang Jiu and Fu Mo'er quickly stood on tiptoe, showing half of their heads: "Here, come, come, come."

They squeezed out of the crowd and crossed the high threshold.

Under the eyes of envy and hatred of everyone, he jumped in the line.

Of course, this is not their original intention, it is a rule in the palace.

The head of Yikun Palace, Meng Qingdai, has a high status, and she has a childhood friendship with Mu Suluo, and she is always the first one when sending out cases and monthly money, and her servants in the palace also follow her. Dip light.

Otherwise, why would Ruan Ruge not wait to be seen so much?

"Grandpa Qiu, you are busy with your own work today." Xiang Jiu leaned against the counter and greeted.

Qiu Baishan raised his eyebrows to look at her, and snorted coldly.

The hands that fiddled with the abacus didn't stop, but the creases on his face deepened several times.

Xiangjiu's eyeballs shone slyly, and she called him again: "Master Qiu."

"Don't! I can't bear the word "father."

"You have been in the palace for decades, and you have served the late emperor. If you can't afford it, who else dares to?"

"You godfather." He opened his palm and hooked his five fingers together.

Xiangjiu understood, picked up her own and Fu Mo'er's tooth cards and handed them over to him for registration.

"My godfather said that he is a fart compared to you. In his mind, you are this..."

She gives a thumbs up.

"He also said that you are a benchmark in the industry, a model eunuch, and told me to learn from you."

"Boy," Qiu Baishan took the tray with the Yikun Palace Bamboo sign off the shelf, picked out two money bags, and threw them on the cabinet, "I've been in the palace for almost half my life, and I've heard of even the sweetest. "

Xiangjiu nodded: "Look at you, I really misunderstood my godfather. Last time he quarreled with you and regretted it as soon as he left the door of the respect room. No, let me bring you an apology."

She glanced at the sea of ​​people outside, turned to the inside, and pulled out a scroll of paintings from her sleeve.

"Tao Jinsheng, a famous Nanjing master, "The Picture of Tired Birds Returning to the Forest at Sunset", you really like it."

Fu Mo'er looked at Xiang Jiu's flattering face, feeling a little strange.

What is her brother doing?

Qiu Baishan has no ink, but the first emperor was a refined scholar, and he has been influenced by his ears and eyes for many years, and he has heard of Tao Jinsheng's name more or less.

Take the painting into your hand and look at it with your eyes.

"Well, it looks like the real thing."

Xiang Jiudao: "How dare I fool you, besides, the Ruyi Pavilion is there, you can send it to have a look and you'll know if it's true or not, right?"

Short-handed.

Qiu Baishan was not fooled, and pushed the painting back: "Take it, take it away."

He's half buried in the ground, so what's the use of these things that you don't bring with you when you die?

Xiang Jiu Ting Thief: "If you don't like it, you can give it to someone who likes it."

She pretended to be casual and said: "I heard that you have some friendship with Nanny Qiongyu. BMWs can be given to heroes, and calligraphy can also be given to beauties."

Although an old beauty.

Qiu Baishan was a little tempted, put away his tough attitude, and asked: "Then why doesn't Nanye give this to Nanny Qiongyu?"

Anyway, they have an affair

"They are nothing more than working under the same roof. In terms of friendship, it is not as deep as yours."

"He really asked you to send it?"

Xiang Jiu lied without blushing: "Well. Look at me, do I look like someone who can get this valuable thing?"

"...Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

"Tell me honestly, what the hell are you planning?" As soon as she left the respect room, Fu Mo'er couldn't wait to stop Xiang Jiu.

Afraid of attracting attention, Xiangjiu comforted her and said, "Brother has his own arrangements, so leave it alone."

No matter what it can do, last time I did not think what I could do to help my concubine Duan to get clean.Maybe this time I want to do something earth-shattering again.

"Oh," Xiangjiu pretended to be frowning, "My godfather loves me, he is afraid that I will be bullied by others in the harem, and insists that I worship Qiu Baishan as a master. You were there that night."

Fu Mo'er was dubious: "...didn't you hide anything else from me?"

"Absolutely not."

"You swear, swear poisonously."

Xiangjiu: "..."

When he was in trouble, the savior came suddenly.

Qiu Baishan chased him out and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Xiangjiu was right in front of the door.

"Dog boy, do something for me."

Being able to help Qiu Baishan, Xiangjiu couldn't wish for it, and said positively: "You tell me."

"help me……"

Qiu Baishan blushed: "Write a love letter."

Xiang Jiu and Fu Mo'er: "!!?"

To be honest, Qiu Baishan didn't want to owe Xiangjiu favors.

But the slaves in the Forbidden City are all illiterate, but anyone who knows how to write their name is called an intellectual.

The respect room is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he spends all day here, so he naturally knows that Xiangjiu's father was implicated in partisan disputes and sent to Liaodong.

The father was unlucky, and the son naturally couldn't run away.

Xiangjiu was sentenced to palace punishment and sent to Xinzhe's treasury.

Therefore, before she became a eunuch, she also worked as a child of a family for 18 years.

Literary talent is needless to say.

"Love letter?" Xiang Jiu pretended to be confused, "Who is it for?"

"Don't ask, just write!"

People say that "the feelings of girls are always poetry", but the feelings of old eunuchs are not bad.

Xiangjiu felt very honored to be able to write for Qiu Baishan.

In order to make a good impression on him, she humbly asks Maitreya, a lover of literature, for advice.

Maitreya gave her a vague answer: "The pen follows the heart."

Xiangjiu replied with three words: "There is something wrong."

Just ask her what she can be attracted to an old nun.

After pondering over and over again, I thought of a master at writing love letters——ex-girlfriend Susu.

So he ran back to Yikun Palace, found out the letter he had received not long ago, and happily and excitedly copied it.

One stroke at a time, correct.

It was handed over to Qiu Baishan that night.

Aunt Qiongyu is the dream lover of many middle-aged and elderly eunuchs, and she often receives gifts.

But the most precious one is this "Side of Tired Birds Returning to the Forest at Sunset"

Even Mu Surao heard about it, and asked her to take out the painting for her to taste.

Mother Qiongyu said sensiblely: "This painting is honored to be favored by the emperor's son, and the servant borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and I dedicate it to you."

Mu Surao pretended to decline: "How can I do that?"

"It can be done."

Then Mu Surao accepted it.

Afterwards, Mu Surao listened to Nanye's gossip and said: Mother Qiongyu not only accepted the painting, but also accepted a love letter.

Mu Surao felt itchy immediately, wanting to read the letter to study.

The next time I write a letter to Rong Luo, I won't have to rack my brains again.

So he hinted to Nanye to steal.

Nanye had done too many bad things for her, and was really worried that her virtue would be damaged, so she entrusted this glorious and arduous task to Jing Xi.

Jingxi lived up to their expectations.

Return to the Nuan Pavilion in less than an hour.

Nan Ye hurriedly presented the letter to Mu Surao for review, but Mu Surao said that she couldn't read it because it was called "peeking".

Nanye had no choice but to read it to her.

He gently opened the envelope, and recited his affectionate poem——

"I'm here to express my deep affection

Don't let the good times be like dreams that are hard to find

I clearly see you fluttering like a celestial being showing off the color screen"

Mu Surao: Very familiar words and sentences.

"Don't say that the sea of ​​clouds is far away and the stars are far away.

I look forward to meeting you

The golden wind and jade dew surround the auspicious clouds..."

Mu Surao: Why is it exactly the same as my letter?

Jing Xi, who was listening on the side, rubbed her goosebump-covered arm: "What the hell are you writing!"

Nan Ye also said: "Lawful words and songs, no shame!"

Mu Surao wanted to give them a foot of red.

"Show me." She frowned.

Nan Ye refused to give it, and said seriously: "My lord, you should stop watching."

"Why?"

"Spicy eyes!"

Mu Surao: "Get lost."

see through

Nanye was fined to kneel again, and she even brought her lover, Jing Xi, to kneel together.

When the rest of the people saw it, they raised questions one after another, how did these two people annoy the imperial master at night?

It's too pitiful.

In the end, I came to a conclusion: the prince is irritable every day.

As an emperor, he manages a lot of things every day, and he doesn't even have a pillow to talk to.

Can you be irritable?

The servants who serve close to him will suffer.

"Master." Jing Xi said.

"Ok?"

"Why is the prince so angry all of a sudden?"

Nanye said sadly: "It's still the same sentence, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger."

And it's a tigress.

The next day, the sky was bright and beautiful. Because of the relationship between master and servant in the past, Mu Tigress Su Rao showed some mercy to the master and apprentice who knelt down all night.

At the same time, a new task was given to them.

Find the person who wrote this love letter.

They were a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to get to the bottom of it, and went like the wind.

This matter was not difficult for Nan Ye. As the chief eunuch who commanded thousands of slaves, as soon as he let out the words, someone delivered the news.

It is said that Qiu Baishan found a young eunuch to write it.

This sentence is very important, if you taste it carefully, you will be able to taste new meanings - there is a literate eunuch in the Forbidden City.

Nan Ye waved his hand: "Jing Xi, go to the respect room and look through the diary."

Naturally, Xiang Jiu was found.

Xiang Jiuben was buried in the Yikun Palace sweeping the floor when a column of guards broke in suddenly, picked her up and left without saying a word.

The battle was really scary, as if she was going to be dragged out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded.

She was trembling, and before she could throw away the broom, she was dragged all the way into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Haw and throw it at Mu Surao's feet.

Xiang Jiu is already very familiar with the Xi Nuan Pavilion in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and she is also familiar with the master here.

He glanced at Mu Surao timidly, thinking, hum, he is still in a cold war with you.

"Slave, please greet the emperor." She said in a perfunctory tone.

Mu Surao was not in the mood to argue with her, and sat upright with her jaw tensed.

After hesitating for a long time, he took out the letter.

"...you wrote this?"

She twirled the letter paper and hung it on her fingertips, and asked straight to the point.

Xiangjiu felt uneasy, not knowing where Mu Surao was singing, and said nonsense: "You want me to recognize you as a master, I dare not disappoint you, so I did a little favor for Eunuch Qiu, so that... he can Look at it differently."

As the words fell, Mu Surao's hands trembled, shaking even the letter paper.

"Is this letter really written by you?"

Xiang Jiu nodded hesitantly.

"...You wrote it yourself?" Mu Surao raised her voice.

Xiang Jiu nodded hesitantly again.

Mu Surao's head suddenly buzzed with heat.

Immediately, a hoarse scream broke out, extremely depressed, extremely depressed, and extremely sad.

The entire Hall of Mental Cultivation was frightened, and all the servants flocked into the Xinuang Pavilion like crazy.

Mu Surao covered her face with her hands, lying on the throne with a shameless face.

Xiang Jiu shrunk his shoulders and blocked his ears tightly, seemingly frightened by that voice.

"Whoever lets you in, get out!" Mu Surao Longyan was furious.

Everyone quickly left.

Xiangjiu also wanted to leave, but Mu Surao stopped her.

"I'll ask you again, is it you who wrote the letter?"

"...is...isn't it?"

"A serious answer!"

"……Yes."

Mu Surao slapped the letter paper on her face, her hand was very strong, like breastfeeding, she slapped her so sweetly that there were stars in her eyes.

When she came to her senses, Mu Surao had disappeared.

Xiangjiu was confused and stood there blankly, neither leaving nor staying.

Mu Surao had never been so flustered before, she just wanted to escape.

She fled back to the bedroom and hid under the quilt.

In the darkness, she gradually took a breath, and felt that everything that happened just now was like a dream.

She thought, after a big dream, Xiang Jiu will still be Xiang Jiu, and Rong Luo will just be Rong Luo.

But she understood that this was not a dream.Xiangjiu is Rongluo, there is no mistake!

"She's here to find me!"

The thought made her ecstatic.

Then timidity again.

"But why didn't she recognize me!"

"Could it be that you want to take revenge on me for leaving without saying goodbye back then!"

"I still blame me for having a harem beauty behind her back!"

"..."

The above questions can all be regarded as "what should I do if my ex-girlfriend is scumbag".

Her thoughts were therefore in turmoil.

He poked his face out from under the quilt and called someone to pass on Nanye.

At that time, Nanye was pestering Xiangjiu, asking her: "Godson, what did you do to the imperial master?"

So that Nine Five Supreme lost his composure.

Hearing that the emperor's son had passed him on, he let Xiang Jiu go for the time being, and entered the sleeping hall through the hall door.

"Prince, the slaves are here." Nan Ye stood in front of the dragon couch.

Mu Surao was wrapped in a quilt, resting her chin in thought, "Nan Ye... have you ever been in love?"

South Eunuch Ye Biao