National Division

"This is Lu Shu?" Wenxiu picked up the piece of paper with some doubts.On the paper is drawn a thing that looks like a horse but not a horse, only an inch long.Zhibai's painting skills are very rough, compared to the fine brushwork painters used by the court, it is nothing more than a outline drawn on paper.It’s just that for some reason, the beast in this painting looks very vivid under the candlelight, and the tiger-shaped markings on its body seem to be shimmering, as if they are flowing gently.Wenxiu rubbed her eyes suddenly, wondering if her eyes were blurred, why did she feel that the mane of the little thing in the picture seemed to be fluttering slightly.She took a closer look, laughing secretly at her dazzled eyes, when she saw Lu Shu in the painting raised a front hoof and kicked lightly.

"This—why is this thing moving!" Wenxiu was so startled that she lost her hand and threw the paper out. There was a candle next to it, and the rice paper lit up with a whoosh, and she rushed to grab it again in fright.But the paper would catch fire, she didn't dare to throw it under her feet, and it was useless to thump it with her hands. Seeing a large piece of rice paper burning, she turned her head and saw that Bai Lanlan was sitting there and didn't come to help , couldn't help but said anxiously, "What are you doing sitting there? Hurry up and help!"

Zhibai had devoted himself to painting for half the night, and now his whole body was exhausted and his head was dizzy.The nine thunders on the western mountain, although Qi Jun blocked the last blow for him with his dragon aura, but the first eight thunders did not hurt him seriously.He can also be regarded as an unworldly talent, showing off his peers in cultivation, and it is a once-in-a-century opportunity to be in harmony with Qi Jun's physique.It's a pity that because the entry is too fast, the foundation itself is not enough to withstand the catastrophe of the Nascent Soul. If Qi Jun does not come forward, the Nine Thunder Heaven Tribulation will not be able to pass the Nine Thunder Heaven Tribulation. Life will be lost.Even with Qi Jun's help, Yuan Ying was also seriously injured.

But it is also interesting to say that Zhibai has more experience than others in destroying vitality and re-cultivating.Without it, since he entered the capital, he has had two or three depleted vitality, especially Yiyun's injury was particularly serious, and it was a blessing in disguise. He has no idea how to restore the depleted vitality, but after more than a month, the Nascent Soul's injury Now that most of it is healed, we can borrow Linglu Shu.

It's just that the fact of borrowing spirits is exhausting. After the injury, Zhibai is already drowsy at the moment. Seeing Wenxiu burn the rice paper in surprise, she is already a little impatient, and she turned to complain. I couldn't help frowning: "What's the rush?" He is not a temperless woodcarving and clay sculpture, but he is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and he pays attention to a calm mind. Those emotions, anger, sorrow, love, resentment, anger, and ignorance are all born of the six thieves, and they are all to be eliminated. Yes, so easily refused to get angry.In addition, he was coerced by Qi Jun at the beginning, the dignified prince has a high status, and he holds his life and death in his hands, so even if he was angry, he didn't dare to vent it. After going on like this, even the palace people thought that the national teacher had no temper up.Little did they know that today was different from the past, Qi Jun hadn't been moody towards him long ago, Zhibai had been in the palace for a long time, and the temper that he didn't have at all had grown a little bit now, he was used to seeing Qi Jun At this moment, I feel a little disdainful of Wenxiu's sudden and sudden behavior, and there is a bit of impatience in his tone.

Wenxiu has never heard Zhibai talk like this. Even though she was perfunctory to Zhibai in Xishan, she never saw Zhibai say anything, so she always thought that he was really a soft-tempered person. She came to work as an errand, but she only thought that Zhao Yue was looking for an opportunity to tease her, and she really didn't regard Zhibai as a serious master in her heart.After all, it was the eldest palace lady who had stayed in the palace for a long time, and she reacted fairly quickly. When she heard that she became impatient, she suddenly realized that her tone was wrong, and quickly bent down to put out the fire, and dared not say anything.Seeing that the flame was burning hotly, but no matter how big a piece of rice paper was, it would not last for a while. The flame quickly weakened, and finally only a pile of gray paper ashes remained.Wenxiu was so distressed that it seemed as if a knife had been gouged out, and she raised her head in tears and said, "They are all slaves and maidservants, so please ask the national teacher to draw another picture."

Zhibai leaned on the soft couch as if he had no bones and yawned: "It's not about plucking cabbage for borrowing spirits. If one is broken, there will be another one. With my way, there will only be this one."

"But Your Majesty—" Wenxiu wanted to chop off her own hand, this was a great opportunity, but unexpectedly, she was ruined by herself like this!

Zhibai opened one eye, saw that she was really rolling tears, and then smirked: "You pick it up in the paper ashes."

Wenxiu froze, stretched out his hand to brush away the ashes of the paper, but saw something shimmering in the ashes, it was Lu Shu on the painting. It turned out that all the blank places on this large sheet of rice paper had been burned up, but the white painting There was no damage at all, and now the inch-long fawn was lying safely in the paper ashes, more neat than those cut with scissors.Wenxiu couldn't help laughing through tears, and quickly held it in the palm of her hand: "It scares the slaves to death!"

Zhibai sneered: "The objects drawn by borrowing spirits can be burned by ordinary candles?"

Wenxiu held the thin piece of paper tightly, and hurriedly asked, "If you can't burn it off, how can you burn it on your body?"

Zhibai yawned again, he was really tired, he didn't want to talk to Wenxiu any more, and said casually: "The so-called burning is not really burning with fire, but sticking the paper on the skin with bleeding, and its spirit enters the body." It hurts like burning. If it burns, the blood will burn; if it burns, it will penetrate deep into the flesh." Stretch out your hand, "Give it to me. When I see you tomorrow, His Majesty will wear it on his body."

Where can Wenxiu give it to him, he held it tightly and said: "Your Majesty can't wear this small piece of paper, so it's better for your servant to embroider a sachet and put this piece of paper in it, which is also convenient for Your Majesty to carry. What do you think, Master?"

Zhibai thought about it, so he nodded, turned around and threw himself on the bed to sleep.Wenxiu held the piece of paper tightly and exited the inner hall, only to see a gleam of paleness in the sky, just like her heart, she also saw a bright future...

On the first day of the new year, as usual, all the officials came to congratulate, and the wives from outside also entered the palace to congratulate the queen mother and empress. Both inside and outside the palace were extremely busy.This year is different from previous years, the emperor went to the previous court to accept the congratulations, and even brought the national teacher with him. For a while, only the concubine Xian and Wen Chongrong were left in the harem with nothing to do.

It’s nothing more than a virtuous concubine, since she has a high status, the emperor often goes to the palace. Even if the show is selected later, the new show girl has no reason to be a concubine without entering the palace. Seeing that at least three to five years, there is no need to worry. What, if you can give birth to another son and a half daughter, you don't have to worry about it.On the other hand, Wen is full of content, from Zhaorong to filling content, everyone in the court knows what happened inside, and they know that they have fallen out of favor, unless the time comes, the salted fish will turn around, otherwise when the new show girls arrive, I am afraid that they will not be there. What's wrong with her.All these people in the palace have sharp eyes, so this New Year, Wen Chongrong's palace is the most deserted.

"This tea is cold, you serve this cold tea in the cold weather, do you want to freeze me to death or something!" Wen Chongrong threw a teacup on the face of the little palace man, scolding sharply.

The little palace man knelt on the ground and wept.The master is not favored, and the servant is even more shameless.Wen Chongrong's palace was originally remote, and hot water had to be carried at a place separated by two or three roads. Even if the water was scalding hot, it would have to be cooler when it was brought back, not to mention that the palace people who boiled hot water also praised it. Stepping on the bottom, the water that was given to her was rolled over to be cooled, and when it was brought back to make tea, it was no wonder that it was not cold.

"What's wrong with Chong Rong? On the first day of the new year, all the palaces are decorated with lanterns and colored pictures to make it auspicious. Why is Chong Rong beating and scolding his own palace people, so he is not afraid of bad luck?" Wenxiu broke the curtain and came in with a smile. Holding a small sachet in his hand, his voice was soft but thorny.

The new year is for auspiciousness, not to mention the first day of the new year, even in the first month, the maids are not beaten and scolded very much, because they are afraid that the maids will cry and get happy, like Wen Chongrong who scolds and smashes like Wen Chongrong, let alone the ones in his own palace. The joy was about to be washed away, and even the whole palace felt unlucky.Wen Chongrong didn't know this truth, but he couldn't take care of it when he was anxious for a while. He was in his own palace anyway, and no one dared to report it to the queen or queen mother.Unexpectedly, Wenxiu ran over at this time, and her words were sarcasm. Wen Chongrong had been holding her breath for several days. At this time, she couldn't help it anymore, raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Who am I? It turned out to be Miss Wenxiu, the national teacher is in the front hall today, why doesn't Miss Wenxiu follow, at least I can see the Emperor."

Wenxiu said with a smile: "The emperor said when he came to the star observatory that day, there are civil and military officials in front, don't let the servants go." Wen Chongrong wanted to say that she was demoted to the star observatory?What a joke, when you can see the emperor in the observatory, there are no more times than in her cold palace!

Wen Chongrong was so angry that his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and sneered, "Since that's the case, Miss Wenxiu should stay at the observatory honestly, what are you doing here in this palace?"

Wenxiu sent the sachet with a smile: "Here are the blessings written by the servants and masters, and sent to the ladies in the palaces to wear. The concubine has already sent them to the concubine, and the empress dowager and empress have to wait." It’s time to send it over after the court congratulations, so I came to Chongrong first. This sachet is the handicraft of a slave, because it was driven out, so don’t think it’s crude.”

This clearly means that the one who gave Wen Chongrong was just making do with it. Wen Chongrong rushed forward with the anger accumulated for several days, grabbed the saucer at hand without thinking and threw it out. Wenxiu dodged, then The saucer fell to the ground and shattered.Wenxiu seemed to be frightened, her feet went limp and she fell to the ground, her hand just pressed on the broken porcelain, blood gushed out immediately, and a big gash was cut on the palm of her hand.

The little maid next to her was terrified, so she hurried up to help her. Wenxiu's face was pale, and while telling her not to be afraid, she reached into her bosom to touch the handkerchief with bleeding hand, but she stretched her hand into her bosom to touch it for a moment, Suddenly his expression changed, he let out a scream, and quickly pulled out his hand.The little maid glanced over, and saw that slender hand like a spring onion was bent together like a chicken's claw at the moment, blood seeped out along the fingers, and Wenxiu grabbed the wrist with the other, as if trying to stop it. To live with the piercing pain, but in vain.She screamed miserably, and at first she couldn't help but curled up on the ground, and then she couldn't help rolling.

Wen Chongrong was also quite frightened.At first she thought that Wenxiu was just putting on a show, but she didn't realize something was wrong until she saw the deformed hand.The skin on that hand turned from white to yellow as if scorched, and then from yellow to black. Wenxiu's screams sounded like a ghost's night horn in his ears. It was clearly broad daylight, but Wen Chongrong was scared out of his wits. Covered in cold sweat, she shook her hands and called the maid: "Hurry up, drag her out quickly, and call the imperial doctor!"

Not everyone can invite an imperial doctor, Wen Chongrong's position is supposed to be enough, but she is not favored, and today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, if it is not a fatal event, no one will invite an imperial physician today , so this one went to the imperial hospital, and the other one had already called Shaoyao to ask the Queen Mother: "But what's wrong with filling up?"

Wenxiu was almost hoarse from screaming.She thinks that she can afford the hardships. Entering the palace to be a court lady, no one came from suffering. The little court ladies have to serve the big palace lady, and the big palace lady has to serve the master. Even if you don't make mistakes, it's not a comfortable job to watch the night and serve the master.But she really didn't expect the burning pain of this small piece of paper, it seemed like a piece of soldering iron stuck to her hand, and she couldn't get rid of it.There were countless knives in the soldering iron, digging deeper and deeper, as if they wanted to dig out all her flesh and blood, and burn them into ashes bit by bit.

Wen Chongrong pointed at Wenxiu: "Yes, it's her! She—the concubine doesn't know what's going on..." She really couldn't understand, Wenxiu was rolling all over the floor, and three or four court ladies couldn't hold it down. she.Shao Yao was startled when she saw the situation, and hurriedly went to report to the Queen Mother without caring about others.

The Empress Dowager was talking to some elderly wives in Shouchang Palace.She is actually not a person who is good at socializing. Although it is comfortable for people to support her, she is a little tired of talking too much. Hearing Shaoyao whispering in her ear, she couldn't help but change her face slightly: "New Year is making trouble in the palace. Is it like this? Could it be that I saw a ghost!"

The faces of the wives who heard these words were not very good. How can there be a ghost talking about it at the beginning of the new year?These people are all human sperm, even if some people stand up and resign on the ground of old age and frailty, the Queen Mother will not stay, and after dismissing them, she said to Shao Yao with a sullen face: "Bring everyone to Aijia!"

When Shaoyao went again, Wenxiu had already recovered. Although she was sweating and tearing through her clothes, the piercing pain had dissipated.Shao Yao asked someone to bring her up in a warm sedan chair, and in the sedan chair she slicked her hair and wiped her face—she wanted to be pretty and pitiful, but she couldn't be so dirty that the queen mother would hate her.Looking down at the palm, the skin on the hand has returned to the soft and white greasy that can be broken by blowing bullets, leaving only the wet blood stains. There is an inch-long deer pattern printed on the palm, and the stripes on the body are shiny. He also raised his front hoof slightly.Wenxiu clenched her hands suddenly, Huanxi almost burst her chest—it was done!

"What?" The Queen Mother felt as if she was listening to some ghost story, "What do you call this?"

"This thing is called Lushu." Wenxiu knelt on the ground, her voice hoarse from neighing for too long, her face was pale, and her hair was still soaked in sweat. At first glance, it looked as fragile as a paper cut, "Last night, the national teacher listened to the Queen Mother. Said that the emperor's heirs are not abundant, so he mentioned that the fur of the deer and Shu is suitable for descendants..." Jiang Zhibai said one by one, "Because the emperor's dragon body cannot be damaged, he ordered his servants to put this thing in the The sachet was for the emperor to hang, and he wrote a few blessings to the empresses in the palaces." This blessing was written by her early this morning in begging Zhibai.

When the queen mother heard what Yi Zisun said, her eyes lit up immediately: "Then why don't you send it to the emperor?"

Wenxiu kowtowed: "It's all slaves who are confused! At that time, I was cut by broken porcelain, I just wanted to touch the silk, but I forgot that it couldn't see blood, and when I saw it, it was burned into the flesh and blood... Now that I think about it... Fortunately, it was burned on the hands of the servants, but if it was burned on the emperor, how could it be..."

Wenxiu’s tragic appearance in Wen Chongrong Hall was already witnessed by the crying palace servants. The queen mother was in a daze for a while, and without thinking, she threw a teacup on Wen Chongrong’s body: “If it wasn’t for you , Why did you destroy this spiritual object! Someone, pass on the decree of Ai’s family, demote Wen to pretend to be a talented person, she can’t live in the main hall, and move to the side hall!”

Wen Chongrong's face turned pale, and he knelt down and kowtowed nonstop: "The queen mother should spare the concubine, the concubine really doesn't know..." It was Wenxiu, a lowly maid, who harmed herself like this.It's fine with other things, if it harms the emperor's heir, the queen mother will just ignore it.

Wen Chongrong's confidant maid also turned blue and pale with fright. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of her eyes, and she caught a sentence that Wenxiu said just now: "Empress Dowager, didn't the national teacher also say that this thing is more dangerous when burned on people?" Why is it useful? In this way, this spiritual object is not considered damaged!"

Wenxiu fell on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.All the pain was worth it, someone finally said it.

The queen mother was startled, and after thinking about it, she suddenly understood, and quickly waved to Wenxiu: "Come up and let Ai's family take a look!"

Wenxiu took two steps on her knees and stretched out her hand. The little Lu Shu on the palm shook her head at this moment, and the Queen Mother exclaimed: "It really is a spiritual thing!" Looking at Wenxiu's eyes again She was purely eager, "You have served the emperor for a long time, let's be a Jieyu first, if you can give birth to an heir for the emperor, I will be the master of the Ai family and give you a position."

"Slave——slave came from a humble background..." Wenxiu was almost laughing out of joy in her heart, but her face was still full of fear.

"You must be a lucky person to get this spiritual creature. It doesn't matter what your birth is. It's a great achievement to be able to give birth to dragon sons." The queen mother looked at the deer that grew on the skin but could still move, as if she had seen it. I have my grandson in my arms.

"But I'm afraid——" Wenxiu bit her lip. Her lip had already been bitten by herself, and the blood was still on the corner of her lip. She looked very pitiful. I'm afraid that people outside don't know the inside story, and say that the emperor believes in ghosts and gods and has gone astray... Although the national teacher is good, there is another one in front of him... The outside only knows the national teacher, how can he know that the current national teacher is different from the former national teacher Woolen cloth……"

The queen mother was shocked: "You are right, these things are not easy to spread. Forget it, don't mention it again, just say that Aijia thinks that Wenxiu is a good child, and has served the emperor for many years. Point it out and make Jieyu for the emperor."

"My servant thanked the queen mother." Wenxiu kowtowed her head, and her whole body relaxed—finally, she finally succeeded. She was valued by the queen mother, blessed by the spiritual objects drawn by the national teacher, and she was familiar with the emperor's temperament. What's the matter? There is a reason why she cannot be favored, why she cannot conceive a dragon seed, why she cannot go up step by step?No, all obstacles are gone...