Shen Gong Ji

Beside the cinnabar red wall in front, the little emperor was wearing a red uniform and was flying a kite with another person.He raised his head and looked at Qingyan in the distance, his slender neck was so white that it seemed to be carved out of suet jade.

Hong Yao knelt down, and I quickly followed suit.But there was a surge of excitement in my heart.

Very good!Meet the little emperor!He can't pretend not to see me~

It's better to catch up early than to catch up skillfully, and it takes no effort to get there!

I looked up at him helplessly, and kept firing 50 volts of radio waves at him.But it's really strange, this unlucky kid really doesn't even look at me!He just kept looking at the kite in the sky quietly, while the person next to him was still laughing happily, the laughter was so innocent that it made me feel evil.

Laugh tm fart ah laugh!You should take a look at Lao Tzu!

At this time, a high-ranking palace attendant who was serving the little emperor had already gestured to Hong Yao, indicating that he could get up and leave. The little emperor was in high spirits and seemed not to be disturbed.

I panicked when I heard this, and I finally had a face-to-face with him after entering the palace for almost two months. If I miss this opportunity, how long will I have to wait for the next time?

Doesn't it mean that the war is over and there are peace talks? I have no idea what happened to the old patriarch and the others.If the little emperor really forgot me, then he would definitely not remember his promise to me, wouldn't the old patriarch and the others be dead?

what to do?Why don't you just jump up and grab him by the collar and hold him hostage, forcing him to hand over the old patriarch?

...Forget it, I guess I'll catch a cold as soon as the Imperial Guard shoots an arrow...

Or calling his name to get his attention?But this is disrespectful. Only the little emperor has always been called others. How can anyone call him?

what to do?Rush over now?

No... I can't be impulsive... Be calm...

The social hierarchy of the ancients was strict, and now I am not sure about the little emperor's attitude. If something happens, I can't solve it at all...

This brat is like a different person once he returns to the palace, I have to suspect that there are two souls living in his body.If I make a big fuss this time, I don't know what the consequences will be.

I'd better hold on first and find another opportunity.

My hands were tightly clenched into fists in my sleeves. I had no choice but to lower my head again and continue walking with the red medicine.I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye, expecting him to turn his head and see me.

I can't believe he didn't see me.

At this moment, I also noticed the person flying the kite beside him.It was a man between the age of a teenager and a young man, wearing an indigo large-sleeved gauze shirt embroidered with a butterfly pattern, his long black hair was tied into a bun, and he was decorated with many things that I can't tell. The hair ornament with the name, because it is viewed from the back side, so his face cannot be seen, but the skin is white and tender, as if water can be squeezed out.

This is also the little emperor's concubine, right?But I don't know which level it is... It looks tender...

Sure enough, people of the same age still have to find people of the same age... I am such an old man, and I fell out of favor before I was favored. It really makes people feel angry...

No... What am I holding back... My brain has become more and more abnormal recently...

Speaking of which, what was the little emperor doing on this remote palace road?Is it just to fly a kite?

In any case, the little emperor and I are still drifting away, and the long palace road continues, as if it will never end.Suddenly, the palace road connected with another palace road in front, forming a T-shaped intersection.We turned to the north, walked for a while, and saw a tall archway in front of us, just like a small city gate. The root plumes and feathers are fully visible, and the words "Tongquemen" are written on the archway.

Hong Yao stopped for a while under the deck, and said to me, "Strictly speaking, the previous Yongxiang cannot be regarded as the real harem. Only the wife and the wife are eligible to enter the Tongque Gate. After entering this gate, you can be regarded as the real harem. Into the harem."

I looked up at the three strong characters, and thought to myself that I have not even entered the threshold of the harem in the past two months... Fortunately, I have finally improved a little...

Entering the Tongque Gate, the garden behind seems to have increased, and after a short walk, you can see a palace gate recessed into the palace wall. The palace walls on both sides are slightly inclined inward, connecting a small gatehouse, the There are usually some exquisite auspicious patterns carved and painted on the gate, and the imperial guards are guarding in front of the gate.

Hong Yao said that from here onwards, all the wives will have the house.Although the wives are divided into Jieyu beauties and talented people, the division of houses is not clear. Some of the houses I saw just now belonged to beauties, some belonged to talented people, and one or two belonged to Jieyu.

When walking in front of a green gatehouse, Hong Yao stopped and said, "Here we are".

When I saw it, it was similar to the gate tower I saw just now. The palace walls on both sides slanted slightly inward, and the top of the wall became undulating waves. There were lush bamboo branches crowding out from behind, which looked extraordinarily lush and verdant. .The pattern of cranes walking among lotus flowers is carved on the inclined wall, which is connected with the gate tower in the middle.There are pillars painted in green bamboo colors on both sides of the gatehouse, and there is a couplet hanging: the flowing water is today, and the bright moon is former.Two jujube-shaped red lanterns hang beside the corridor pillars, and there is a plaque under the green eaves with the words "Cuiwei Courtyard" written on it.

Is this the haunted house?Doesn't it look shabby?I thought it was a gloomy place like Lanruo Temple...

In front of the building, there were two imperial guards, and about a dozen palace attendants, led by two palace servants wearing red skirts with straight skirts. When they saw me coming, they all knelt down and saluted me, "See Cai Ren .”

Damn, someone finally knelt down for me... After so long, I finally became the master who was kneeled down for once... quite a sense of accomplishment...

But after the sense of accomplishment, there are all kinds of embarrassment and embarrassment, and I quickly said, "Everyone get up quickly..." But when I said that, Hong Yao coughed, probably because I thought my words were too casual and not solemn enough...

After the two palace servants got up, Hong Yao pointed to a tall and thin leading palace attendant and said, "This is Wenfeng", and then pointed to another one with big eyes and said, "This is Qianyi, the two of them From now on, he will be a palace servant serving talented people."

I oh, looking at these two people, it seems that they are younger than me.Why are the people in this palace so young?Where have all the older palace servants gone?Could it be that he was thrown on the street and froze to death as Uncle Jin said?

I could only smile at them, "Hello, hello."

They froze for a moment, probably never heard any lady speak so casually, and then bowed to me humbly again.Hong Yao took me to the dark green gate, which was opened by two palace attendants who seemed to be of a lower status.I stepped in, and there was a shadow wall in front of me, on which was carved a man with the upper body of a man and the lower body of a sika deer sitting on a rock, with his beautiful head with antlers hanging down slightly, as if he was meditating. One to ward off evil spirits.The screen wall blocked the scenery behind, but the green bamboos on both sides had already crowded around, and a scent of bamboo leaves diffused in the nose.

Sure enough, there are a lot of bamboos... I suddenly remembered Uncle Jin's words: Bamboo is the most yin...

I secretly shivered, and then followed the red medicine around the screen wall.Behind it is a narrow path sandwiched by bamboo forests. Even the sky is blocked by bamboo branches slanting from left to right, forming a quiet and graceful passage.We walked on the cobbled road, twists and turns, and often saw a forked path leading to a small pavilion in the forest. Carp, with a wooden bridge on it, is antique and quite impressive.Turning another corner, I saw a two-story plain-colored small building in front of me, with corridors on the left and right, connecting the other two huts.

Shit... I almost thought this was the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Dream of the Red Chamber... I am not Lin Daiyu, I should be Wang Xifeng, right...

A palace attendant opened the door for me. When I entered, it was still a screen, which was painted to ward off evil spirits similar to that on the screen wall. Green gauze curtains were hung everywhere in the room, and the sunlight spread in with bamboo shadows.The main hall is still in the usual layout, with four grand master chairs facing each other, and two at the front, and a meticulously drawn picture of a beauty sleeping in spring hanging on the wall.The left side seems to be a study room, a circle of bookshelves filled with books, and a desk in the middle.In the compartment on the right is a carved round table, which seems to be a place for eating.Turning from the front wall with the picture of the beautiful woman sleeping in spring, there is a staircase leading to the second floor, leading to the second floor where she sleeps.

At this time, the two palace servants who helped me with my things had already filed in and began to help me put things away.

"Yang Cairen, if there is any dissatisfaction here, please let me know, and I will try my best to be considerate." Hong Yao nodded slightly and said to me.

When I saw it, I basically got what I wanted, and there was no need to add things... My purpose has always been to have food...

"Well, there is nothing necessary...but what do you want to do as a talented person?"

"You don't have to do anything," Hong Yao said without emotion, "but generally speaking, if a talented person is interested, you can ask Cai Jieyu for a position in charge."

position?Where is the job?I know that they have this department and that department here, do you mean where they go to manage things?

"If Cairen has no other requirements, this servant will leave first."

Although Hong Yao has always been humble, but I can feel that he is very impatient, so I quickly waved my hand, "No, you can go to work."

He blessed his body again, and then took his six palace attendants out.After they left, the room fell silent.Those two palace servants named Wenfeng and Qianyi led all the servants quietly waiting for my order, I stared at them, not knowing what to say.

Hey... Ever since I came to this world, I always have this feeling of being at a loss. When will I really get used to it?

"Well, my name is Yang Juntian, uh...will we all take care of each other in the future?" I held back for a long time and finally choked out this sentence.

The men answered obediently, "Yes."

Then what?Should I give them instructions to break up?

"Go and do whatever you want, I'm fine here."

They shouted again, and then filed out of the house.Wen Feng and the others were the only ones left, waiting quietly.

I looked around, this room was more than twice as big as the one in Yongxiang, and all the utensils and decorations were also very exquisite, it really didn't look like it was haunted.And there are so many people around, haunted or something, it can't be Uncle Jin who is scaring me, right?

But looking at the expressions on the faces of the two palace servants, they seemed to be somewhat melancholy and flustered, which made me a little nervous again.

Do you want someone to prepare a bucket of dog blood or something?

It was a day without incident, and the sun gradually set to the west. I watched the bamboo shadows moving a little bit on the ground, and my heart became more and more nervous.It's going to be haunted, it's probably night, I don't know what will happen...

Qian Yi lit the lamp, and I was a little irritable, so I simply took out the brushes and paints that Duan Xihe gave me, and asked Wenfeng to help me find rice paper, intending to draw something casually to relieve boredom.

I said I want to paint, but I have never studied Chinese painting, and I don't know enough about the nature of Chinese painting pigments, but anyway, I am painting for fun, not afraid of embarrassment.

Since the coverage of Chinese painting pigments is relatively poor, it is better to use watercolor painting... I don't know if it will work or not...

I picked the thinnest brush to draw a rough outline, and then began to carefully outline the hairline, eyebrows, and clothing lines of the person in the painting.While painting, I forgot about the haunting, and devoted myself to it.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that something was wrong around me.

He said he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't find the reason for a while, but suddenly felt a layer of goosebumps, which was very weird.I stopped writing to concentrate, and felt it carefully, trying to find the source of this weird feeling.

Suddenly, I felt it, and a tingling shudder spread from my heels to my whole body.

I heard the sound of singing...

The sound was not very clear, and the sound of the bamboo leaves being blown by the outside wind was as hazy as a wisp of intermittent smoke. I couldn't even hear the lyrics clearly, I could only hear some tones, and the The somewhat erratic and strange voice, as well as crying in the night wind, made people tremble even in the heart and lungs.

I became hairy all of a sudden, and my whole body was so stiff that I couldn't move.I hurriedly looked at Wenfeng and Qianyi, but saw that they also looked stiff, staring at the gate reflexively.

It seems that they really know about the ghosts here...

I moved my lips twice, and finally managed to ask, "Did you hear anything..."

Wen Feng snapped back to his senses, pretending to be normal with a pale face, "No, I didn't hear anything."

"I didn't hear what you were shaking..." I saw that his hands holding the tea were shaking so much that the tea lid almost fell off.

He swallowed, "I...I don't wear much, it's cold..."

"Tairen...don't ask..." Qianyi on the side looked like he was about to cry, "Let's pretend we didn't hear you..."

The more he said that, the more I couldn't ignore the voice.

The waiters outside were all huddled there in fear, and the atmosphere in the room became weird for a while, even the slightly fluttering curtain seemed to be someone inside.

No... the more you don't know anything, the easier it is to think about it...

It's better to ask clearly and talk to divert attention...

"How did that Jieyu who lived in this yard before... die?"

When I asked this question, both of them trembled in unison.

At this moment, I suddenly found that the singing had stopped at some point, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, I suddenly heard movement outside the door, rustling...

It's footsteps!

wipe!Why is this ghost still planning to sleep in the house at night? ! !