Drunk old voice

The first clues

The morning light passed through the panes, slowly climbed over the bed curtains, and shone on the beauty's face, awakening Mu Feng who had a good night's dream.Most of the girls and guests in the hotel were still sleeping soundly, Mu Feng was hazy for a moment, and got up after waking up.

Fortunately, I got up early, and just after washing up, Lanzhi, who was beside the curator, came.The little girl was eleven or twelve years old, wearing a blue skirt and a ribbon on her bun. She should have looked cute and cute, but her expression was listless.As soon as he came in, he stared at the snacks on the table, looking at them one after another.

Mu Feng thought it was fun, and teased her to talk, "Lanzhi is hungry, sister's dim sum is not as good as the curator's, if you want to try it, you can have a cushion here."

Although Lanzhi's eyes were still glued to the dim sum, she kept shaking her head, "Thank you, sister Mufeng. I haven't learned dance well recently, and I've gained weight. The curator said a little thinner to be light and beautiful." He didn't look at the table any more, only looked at Mu Feng. "Sister Mufeng, the curator asked you to come over at Chenzheng, and I have something to say."

"Does Lanzhi know what's going on?"

"Aunt Ping is here too, I don't know anything else."

"Thank you so much. I'll tidy up and see you on time. Lanzhi often comes to play when I'm free." He said so, but in his heart he knew that Lanzhi had no time to play, and besides the necessary homework, he had to accompany the curator Left and right, although not tired, but also not free.

"Well, I see, sister Mufeng, then I'm going back, Chenzheng, don't forget." After finishing speaking, he went out.

According to Yi Lanzhi, the presence of the curator and Aunt Ping is not an ordinary matter.Although the Shengping Pavilion is a brothel, it also needs to deal with various checkpoints, and it is necessary to make friends; there are also noble benefactors of all kinds, and they always want to win over;Therefore, the curator seldom asks about small daily matters. Mu Feng also stayed by the curator's side for two years. Later, the curator never invited her to go there alone.The answer to Aunt Hong's words and today's summons lies with the curator.

Thoughtful, he ate a few pieces of snacks, adjusted a perfect smile in front of the mirror, and Mu Feng went out to the curator's courtyard.

The curator's residence is not big, only three main rooms, one for living, one for director, and one for hospitality, and the servants are only two sweeping women, two servants and guards, one assisting Luan'er and Little girl Lanzhi.Although the sparrow is small, every place is carefully and comfortably furnished. Although it is not luxurious, it is better than using your heart.In the hypocrisy piled up with splendor, fabricate a place of peace of mind.

Lan Zhi led Mu Feng in and retreated, Aunt Ping was still in the room.

The name of the curator is Luhua, which is very suitable for her early Jinling oiran title.Now that he is getting older and in charge of affairs inside and outside the library, this name is rarely mentioned, and he is only called the curator outside.He is not very enthusiastic, he neither likes being too quiet nor is noisy, and the people around him can't keep silent and can't be noisy, and his personality is a bit embarrassing, which can be regarded as a little quirk of people who can do something.

After saluting and greeting, Mu Feng said, "Since I left the curator's side, I have been thinking about you all the time, but I also know that you have a lot of work, so I dare not disturb you. I came here today, and I am very happy in my heart. Express your heart." After saying that, he stepped forward and offered his hands.

The curator took the booklet, flipped through two pages, and put it down. Although there was not much writing and the words were average, they were all new songs that had just been circulated. The so-called "always miss" is still somewhat true. "Well, if you are interested, sit down."

Mu Feng took his seat, "Thank you, curator. What can I do for you, curator?"

The curator took a careful look at Mu Feng, it was just the beginning of youth, and the future could be expected, "Although things are small, they can't be sloppy."

Mu Feng immediately confessed solemnly, "I will obey the curator's orders, and I will do my best." The small things that the museum talks about, but she must pay great attention to them.

The curator didn't say what it was right away, but mentioned something else, "You know the identity of the guest from the day before yesterday."

"I have some guesses, so I don't dare to make a judgment." Mu Feng responded cautiously.

"Well, it's good to have a score, you need to pay more attention to it," the curator pointed Mu Feng.

Mu Feng didn't know where this sentence came from, how could she not care about it, but what was the plan of the curator's so-called care.In the eyes of dandies, Shengping Pavilion is just a place to hang out with flowers, but in the eyes of interested people, it is a place full of good news and good news. Who knows which casual gossip will come in handy. "Imperial relatives and relatives, people of dust dare not disrespect."

"Well, it's just that Shangxin is more than that." The curator revealed a little more, Mu Feng, a clever girl, must understand.

"Slaves must think hard and think a lot." Is it just an idle move, so I didn't say it clearly.

"Well, it's good if you wake up." The curator nodded, and continued the previous topic, "Also, next time you inspect the palace, you will perform the dance." Then he looked at Aunt Ping and motioned for her to explain in detail.

Ping Gu always speaks softly and softly, but she can't be neglected, Ping Gu is in charge of rewards and punishments, and the girls are all being taught by her, so they are more or less afraid, and Mu Feng is no exception. "The palace inspects every season. I only came here last month, and the next time will be two months younger. You have to get ready after I've been notified. You can't be careless. Although the palace is far away, it is the real master who manages it. If nothing Guest, come here to practice with me every day."

Guan Zhong set up a daughter-in-law to serve as military funds, and this dynasty followed his example, and was managed by the Duzhi Division in the palace.It is hard to imagine that the most noble place in the world has such a direct connection with Shengping Pavilion.The so-called county magistrate is not as good as the current one. No one in the hall dares to neglect the visitors from the palace.The curator manages everything in the library, but he dare not speak loudly in front of him.Presenting dances now is really important for promotion, and I have introduced my superiors. Even if there is something weird, I am afraid that I have no choice but to enter the urn.

"It was appreciated by the curator, and Aunt Ping personally taught it. Only by working hard every day can I be worthy of it."

"Well, it's good if you can bear it." The curator waved his hand after saying that.

Aunt Ping knew what she meant, so she said to Mu Feng: "So, just follow me, Hongxiu and Qingbi should come too."

When she exited, she saw Lan Zhi who did not know what mistake she had made, she was holding a bowl and facing the wall, Mu Feng and Ping Gu passed by, she took a quick glance and then looked away, staring at the wall without moving.Ping Gu pretended not to see her, and led Mu Feng away.

"Aunt Ping, I will try my best to present the dance. I'm afraid that if I don't know what's going on, I'll miss it." It's a matter of many taboos and cautions in the palace, and Mu Feng can't help but ask senior people a little bit, some trivial things are harmless.

"In the future, I will share with you about the dance performance. I also need to discuss with several masters about the new dance. In the past few days, you will only practice the old dance music. Since the guest has left a message, you I will entertain you with peace of mind and try my best to serve you, which is not sloppy." Ping Gu didn't say much, thinking in her heart that if Mu Feng got Prince Jing's favor, the palace would only be more satisfied.Don't let her be distracted at this time, and within ten days and a half months, Prince Jing won't be able to stay in the capital for long.

"I know, there will be Aunt Lao Ping in the future." Mu Feng said goodbye to her, and walked slowly back along the corridor, thinking about whether to go to Aunt Hong's place, no matter what, it was a reminder.

Looking around, the spring is just right, the sun rises on the railing, Shengping Pavilion also wakes up from the dream of yesterday, the guests have returned home, the daughter is slowly dressing, and the girls enjoy a moment of comfort.Just seeing Xiaoli walking towards her, she stepped forward to talk to her. "Xiaoli, at this hour, if you don't eat, where are you going?"

Xiaoli stopped, "Sister Mufeng, I'm going to deliver today's guest list, Aunt Hong is busy making arrangements, we'll go to dinner later."

"Xiaoli is also so busy, I'm afraid Aunt Hong will be even worse, and it's inconvenient to visit. Since we met, please give me a word, just say thank you for the reminder the day before yesterday."

"Aunt Hong has always loved you, so there's no need to thank you for everything." Xiaoli was a little puzzled, and didn't say anything important the day before yesterday.

Xiao Li still looked ignorant, Mu Feng smiled slightly, "Just help me bring the words to me, and I will treat you to some fruit later."

"Okay, then I'll ask you to ask for it in the afternoon." Xiaoli said, and left in a hurry.

Mu Feng smiled and waved his hands, then turned to the kitchen, looking for fresh fruits from the acquaintance Da Zhuang, thinking about how greedy she herself was.