Wangfu Shenyuan

Both lunch and dinner are three vegetables and one meat. At noon, there is egg flower and green leaf soup, and at night, there is white rice porridge with minced meat.Xia An has a good appetite, and he always eats the bowl clean, which makes the jailer who collects the bowl look at him often.

Xia An actively spoke up: "I didn't expect the treatment in the dungeon to be so good?"

"Of course there are shortcomings."

Xia An then asked: "Then why can I live in a good cell?"

"Your identity is here, so naturally I dare not wrong you."

identity?A young man who pours slops can't be wronged, this matter sounds new.Xia An blinked, and asked seriously: "What kind of status am I, that I can get such good treatment?"

The jailer was surprised and said: "The prince's people are always complaining when they are imprisoned here. How dare you still praise this place?"

"My lord's man?" Xia An was also surprised.

"That's right, it's not the slave who said you, even if you are tempted to fight for favor, you can't bang your head against the wall, your good looks will be ruined just like that."

Xia An was speechless, how did the prince arrange this nonsense.

"How many people are locked here?" The room is closed on all sides, and Xia An can't see the outside at all.The surrounding area was also very quiet, but there were noises from next door.

"It's okay, there are hundreds of names."

"So many?" The Xianxian Palace is very strange, why raise so many prisoners?

"Well, they are all male and female sex that the prince doesn't want. They will be closed for a while, and when the teeth come over, they will all be sold out. However, some of them are different."

Xia An was curious: "Why is it different?"

The jailer suddenly showed an evil smile, and said: "For example, the prince likes to do that kind of thing here, of course he will lock up a few more favorite ones in the dungeon." After finishing speaking, he looked Xia An openly up and down.

Xia An was very uncomfortable being looked at. The jailer spoke politely, but he didn't really respect him, so he sent him out and stayed up late reading with a book.

Before turning two pages of the book, Xia An became impatient and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movement outside.When Xia An rested his chin on his hands and dozed off, the outside suddenly became lively. There were male voices and female voices, all with joy, calling "Prince".

Xia An sat up suddenly, staring at the door closely.But the excitement soon turned from joyful anticipation to grief and dissatisfaction, Xia An heard a shrill female voice shout: "My lord, why are you still going to Mr. Lingxi's place? You haven't been in my slave's house for a month."

After blowing out the light, Xia An sat on the stool for a while, and as he became more and more bored, he went to bed.

When he woke up the next day, the wound on his forehead was very itchy. Knowing that it was almost healed, Xia An didn't dare to scratch it, so he lay on his side and read a book.After a while, the jailer from yesterday unlocked the lock, greeted him first, and brought in a bowl of rice porridge, a dish of side dishes, a plate of peach blossom roll cakes, a pot of hot tea and a moist hot towel, which was richer than yesterday's breakfast.

Xia An smiled wryly, but these few days in jail have become the happiest and most prosperous time he has ever spent in the palace.Xia An sat on the stool, did not wipe her face, poured a cup of tea to rinse her mouth, and then slowly picked up the chopsticks.

The jailer looked strange, yesterday he looked like a starving ghost, but today he looked like a master.

"Brother jailer, I have a wound on my forehead. I wonder if I can pass some wound medicine in?" Although Xia An deliberately pressed the jailer with the master's score, but it would not be too much. It is better to give the jailer some face in terms of words.It's not that Xia An wants to pretend to be the master, it's just that under such circumstances, this method is the most convenient and can achieve the goal the most.It was the inspiration given to him by the jailer.

The jailer looked at the medicine on Xia An's forehead. Yesterday, the wound was covered with a piece of white gauze, but today it was a strip of sky blue satin. Judging by the material, it doesn't seem like ordinary concubines can use it.It is estimated that this masculinity is the kind that is more favored.

After waiting for a long time without an answer, the jailer always looked at him with a strange look.Xia An deliberately turned cold: "That's not okay. Then I can ask someone to come in and give it to me." He has been the eldest master for 15 years, so it goes without saying that he is full of style.

"The wound medicine will be delivered by the slave in a while, but the wound medicine I got from the medicinal diet is definitely better than what you can't use. I hope you don't mind." The jailer replied respectfully, but the corner of his mouth showed his dissatisfaction. Yue, I have everything I need.

As long as there is medicine, Xia An rubbed his forehead. Since the prince has kindly locked him in this place, such a good opportunity is not in vain. After going out, he must use his own medicine. Xia An hid a copy of the medicine, but he can keep it. Naturally is the best.

"Go to the door and let me know. If there is a servant named Xiaojin who wants to see me, you can bring him here." Xia An no longer intends to discuss with the jailer. Since he is pretending to respect you, he will pretend to be respectful. Bar.

"Your servant takes orders." The jailer bowed, took the toilet bucket and went out to wash.

Xia An curled up and lay on the bed, it still feels good to be the master.

Xiao Jin came after lunch, Xia An was overjoyed when he saw him, got up anxiously from the bed, became dizzy for a moment, and almost fell out of bed.Xiao Jin thought that someone had abused him somewhere, so his expression changed drastically. He helped him up and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you, but what's wrong with you? Did the jailer beat you?"

"No, I've been bored by myself for a long time. I finally hoped for you to come, and you got up too fast." Xia An drank the warm tea that Xiao Jin brought over, and secretly laughed at herself. It's only been two days. False masters are fragile.

"Xia An, I've been transferred to the Lanxiangyuan. The young master wants you to help him, and wants you to come out of the dungeon and go to the Lanxiangyuan with me to serve him. Are you willing?"

"Xiaojin, Lanxiangyuan is not a good place." Xia An looked at the ripples in the teacup, why bother to go to an unsettled place?

"I don't want to go either." Xiaojin said this from his heart, he was defending Xia An, who told Xia An to help the person who shouldn't be helping, it would be nice to stay in Piaoxiangyuan, except that the work is a little dirty Besides, there is no danger at all.

Xiao Jin said bitterly: "But if you think about it carefully, I offended the princess. If I didn't hug Mr. Lan Xiang tightly, then the princess would be like crushing an ant to kill a servant who has no backing."

Xia An sat upright, and said calmly: "I know you have to go, but I just remind you to be more careful. I don't want to go to the Lanxiangyuan. After you go in, Mr. Lanxiang will naturally protect you in every possible way, but I just don't want to go. Thanks for helping me, if the concubine is angry with me, it would be very easy to deal with me, Mr. Lan Xiang will not care much about me."

"Xiao Jin, do you blame me for abandoning you like this?" Xia An asked, staring into Xiao Jin's eyes.

"Of course I don't want you to be in danger. I ask your opinion because you want to earn enough money to redeem yourself. I think that if you go to Lanxiangyuan and have a monthly silver collar, you might be willing to take this risk. .” Xiao Jin stuck out his tongue mischievously: “But it turned out that I overestimated your courage.”

"Oh, I'm not timid anymore, it's just that someone is rushing to die." Xia An is also a bloody boy, and when his friend made fun of him, his face turned red and he called out dissatisfied.

"It's good for you to live in the dungeon. The environment here is pretty good, and it's safe. You can live here for the rest of your life." Xia An said angrily with fists and kicks.

The two chatted and laughed again.Xia An suddenly clenched Xiao Jin's hand, and Xiao Jin's heart stopped in fright. "Xiao Jin, if you treat me so heart-to-heart, if I keep it from you, I won't be a human being. To tell you the truth, I think the prince treats me well. I want to ask the prince to transfer me to serve me. Maybe I can still ask for it." The prince has also transferred you, even if it doesn't work, at least you have someone in the main courtyard who can help if something happens."

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up "swish", and he asked excitedly, "How did you find out that the prince treats you well?" Finally, he found out, God, the prince always called him a stupid slave, and this time he finally became smart.

"I don't know the details, but I always feel that the prince will not really pull out my tongue. Even if you don't ask Mr. Lanxiang, the prince will find a way to forgive my sin."

Xiao Jin hurriedly said good things to the prince: "Yeah, I remembered, when I begged the young master, the young master only said a kind word to the prince, and the prince readily agreed. I thought it was the prince who loved the young master, but Unexpectedly, it turned out to hurt you."

"It's not that you love me, don't say that, it's probably because the prince thinks I'm still useful." If you have that kind of thought about him, you can get him several times.

"That's right, the lord always likes fair-skinned and beautiful people." Xiao Jin made fun of Xia An's dark face.Xia An also stuck out her tongue at him, making fun of you as you like, anyway, he's not really dark.

"Xiao Jin, can you help me bring in some good-quality straw, I think I'm free to weave some straw sandals and sell them for money."

Xiao Jin was surprised and said: "Don't you have to go to Tingfengyuan? Why do you still like such a job? Besides, if you do private work, you will die if you are found out. You still have a big backer in Lanxiangyuan. Why do you dare to try the former? , and so afraid of the latter?"

"The time when I wanted to do private work was when I fell into despair in the palace. But now, I think, maybe I can use the power of the prince. After all, his place is safer. I naturally want to choose a smoother path."

"But will the prince help you?" Xiao Jin frowned, worried.

Xia An was not optimistic either, the prince was too fickle for him. "Maybe. Oh, don't think about it, can you help me bring straw in and get some strong ropes. By the way, you can also take my four cents, I have money to sleep It smells good too."

"You're really a money pot." Xiao Jin gave Xia An a blank look, and went back to prepare the straw.

For several days, nothing happened.Xia An also weaved straw sandals much more smoothly, but to guard against the jailers, it felt like a thief.Xia An didn't want to sleep at night, so he picked up the oil lamp, anyway, the oil lamp didn't charge him.Xiao Jin ran to the prison three times a day, and Xia An asked him to hide it in his arms and take it out after he finished weaving.

After a few days, I earned 36 Wen.Xiao Jin also ran diligently to the back of the mountain, and soon exchanged the shoes for money and gave them to Xia An.Xia An put the money into the money jar, and happily hugged her if she had nothing to do.

There was also a large unexpected income, that is, the jailer brought over many bottles of wound medicine, which could not be used up.Xia An collected most of them.Just wipe a little every day and wrap it in gauze.He took off a blue satin strip on the first day, and he thought it was bandaged by the prince on the first day of the injury, so he also put it away with the medicine bottle.

One night, Xia An thought it was night.He distinguished the difference between relying on the prison guards to bring meals to him during the day and night, and the dinner always had a few more dishes than the breakfast, and within a few hours, there would be voices calling for the prince affectionately in the dungeon one after another.

Xia An was earnestly weaving straw sandals. He waited for a few days, and even the prince came to see him, so he thought that the prince would not come at night.The jailer wouldn't bother him at night, so Xia An thought it would be better to spend the night instead of sleeping during the day.

Unexpectedly, the prince came. When he opened the door, Xia An didn't expect someone to come at night. He took out a large pile of straw from under the bed and put it on the table, throwing a few pairs of woven straw sandals.Hearing the sound of the door, Xia An hugged the grass and stuffed it under the bed, but it was too late.

Rong Li picked up the straw sandals and gestured to his own feet, dissatisfied, "Why are they so small?"

Xia An bit the bullet and flattered: "My lord Yingwei's feet are naturally big. Many people's feet are relatively small, and they can't compare with the lord."

"Then which man did you make it up for?" Rong Li approached in an instant, his nose touched Xia An's slightly cool nose, and even moved, it was really fun.

"The slave is, yes, made it up for himself." Xia An found a bad excuse for a long time.

Rong Li didn't believe it, and suddenly grabbed Xia An's leg.Xia An stood unsteadily, fell backwards, Rong Li pulled Xia An into his arms, and he compared the straw sandals to Xia An's feet. "Bigger."

"The slave is only 16 years old, and he's still growing." Xia An raised his head and explained.

Rong Li is funny, Xia An's obstinate pouting and lying appearance is very cute, obviously no one will believe it, and he is desperately trying to find a reason.But Rong Li showed anger, staring at Xia An and questioning: "Can you wear so many clothes?"

Xia An thought that the prince must not find out that he was doing private work. Since he had already lied, he had to go all the way to the end: "Slaves work, waste shoes."

"Pfft——" Rong Li lifted Xia An's leg and laughed out of shape.

Xia An felt uneasy, he knew that the prince would not believe it, and his smile proved that he took his lie as a joke, but he didn't know whether the prince would pursue it after laughing.He had a vague feeling in his heart that the prince would not let him go, but all the people behind him doing private work would be miserable, and he couldn't ruin their hopes.

"My lord?" Xia An called eagerly.

"Yes, next time you make a pair for me as well." Rong Li let go of Xia An, and when he stabilized, he retracted his empty hand.Straw sandals are water-repellent and breathable, light and non-slip, and are of high quality and low price. They are not only loved by ordinary people, but also often worn by high-ranking officials and dignitaries when they attend informal occasions.

Xia An said anxiously: "The slaves only weave the cheapest straw sandals, the prince doesn't like them. After the slaves learn how to weave beautiful patterns and colors, I will weave them for the prince, okay?" How could the prince like his weaving? This kind of straw sandals may be a disguised form to confiscate his straw sandals.There are as many as six pairs of finished products, which is twelve coins.

"Okay, when you finish weaving, I will change it for you." Rong Li said as he piled up all the straw sandals, and dialed them to his side, intending to take them away.

Xia An was shocked immediately, and stared at Rong Li without daring to ask, and was reluctant to part with his money.

Rongli took off his shoes and the silver dark pattern inlaid gold silk tunic flower satin robe, untied the golden crown with his hair, carelessly went to Xia An's bed, patted the place next to him, and said displeasedly: "Come up soon."

"The lord wants to sleep here?" Xia An asked, but the lord didn't answer, so he had no choice but to take off his prison clothes and lay down in plain white underwear.The only quilt was draped around the prince's waist, Xia An didn't dare to grab it, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Rongli pulled the quilt over to Xia An, the quilt was just big enough for two people to get close to cover.So Rongli took Xia An to his side in an upright manner, and Xia An almost fell asleep on the prince's body.

The two of them closed their eyes and fell asleep for a while, Xia An suddenly heard a strange cry, listening carefully, it was the prince's stomach rumbling.It is really a strange thing that is hard to find in the ages. A prince is so hungry that his stomach is thundering like a drum.

"My lord, do you want my servant to make you a supper?" Xia An asked softly, if the lord fell asleep, then he was talking to himself.

Rong Li did not fall asleep. "No, very sleepy."

The two slept next to each other like this, and the next day, when Xia An woke up, the jailer was helping the prince to wash up.Seeing that he was awake, the prince waved the jailer out to prepare breakfast.

"Why are you in a daze, why don't you hurry up and serve this king Jingmian."

Hearing this, Xia An got up in a panic, regardless of dressing, thanked him and walked towards the prince.Rong Li frowned and said: "Put on your clothes, I don't know it's cold so early in the morning." After being scolded, Xia An blushed, turned around and got dressed, and rinsed his mouth with a small golden basin for the prince.

After Rongli tidied up, he suddenly grabbed Xia An, picked up a wet towel and greeted him on his face, and soon, a white, tender and beautiful face was revealed.

"I've already lived in the prison, so I can't see anyone. I don't wash my face all day, it's dirty to death."

Rong Li scolded, Xia An helplessly smirked.

Because of the lord, today's breakfast was extraordinarily rich, the jailer moved a square table and put it side by side with the original table in the room, it was still full.

After the jailer left, Xia An served the prince to eat, but he heard the prince whisper: "Don't eat." Xia An understood and restrained his movements.The two sat and stood for about an incense stick, Xia An used chopsticks to mess up the dishes, making it look like they had eaten.

Rong Li whispered in Xia An's ear, "After an hour, lift your bed and go straight."

Xia An's ears hopped and hopped in the heat, causing Rong Li to laugh and pack up the straw sandals, shake his sleeves and leave.Poor Xia An complained to the door for a long time.

After the jailer removed the food, an old lady about 50 years old came in, with shrewd and stern eyes, staring at Xia An for a while.Xia An didn't know her identity, but she looked like she was not a low-level servant girl, so she bowed and said, "I have seen this mother before, so I don't know which mother you are?"

Satisfied with Xia An's humility and politeness, the mother suppressed her anger, sat down, still looking fierce, and said, "I am the supervisor in charge of the prince's house, so you can call me Ma Mama."

Xia An greeted again: "Hello, Mama Ma."

That old woman opened her lips to say something, the door opened and two young servants around 20 years old came in, their expressions were not very good, one of them whispered something to old woman, that old woman also turned pale, pale and green, ugly tight.

"There is a fish that slipped through the net, from the Han family, I remember that she is the waiter." When something happened, Mrs. Ma immediately wanted to find a scapegoat.

The young woman whom he called "Han family's" knelt down in fright, grabbed Mrs. Ma's open jacket, and ignored Xia An, an outsider, crying and shouting: "The prince is gone, and this servant will go and massage her." , those who should come out have come out, who knows that she can still conceive, this is not a matter of slaves."