The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

Zhou Rou was born in a scholarly family, if she often shows up outside, she will inevitably be gossiped, and regular letters have become the only communication between her and Xue Qingmu.

Originally, the concubine was full of affection, and it was a beautiful thing to say, but it was a pity that I had to suffer from two little maids who were running around. For this reason, this pungent girl complained a lot, even in front of her own lady, she was open-minded: "I like it!" I just like it! So what’s the point of you coming and going around in circles? If you want me to say it, let Leng Mutou come directly to our house to propose marriage! In case the master disagrees, miss, you might as well elope! Anyway, the second lady also sees you It’s not pleasing to the eye, we will let them do the rest once we leave! Save trouble, and save long nights and dreams!”

For such complaints, Miss Zhou always just smiled, not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't allow it.What she has to consider is naturally much more complicated than that of a simple-minded little maid. Her father's official career and the reputation of the Zhou Mansion are not up to her. Three or two letters a week, and the occasional keepsakes are the limit of a lady.

It was the day of the appointment again, the little maid had packed the young lady's letter early, and ran out in a hurry while everyone was busy in the morning.

After noon, the little maid hadn't come back yet, Miss Zhou began to panic, whether she was caught by her father and stepmother, or met Luo Shaogong looking for trouble again, maybe something happened to Aoki.The more Zhou Rou thought about it, the more frightened she became, she sat in front of the window uneasily, bit her lower lip lightly, and vigorously stirred the veil with her slender fingers.

"Miss, something is wrong!" When Zhou Rou was in a trance, the little servant girl rushed into the room screaming: "Miss, something is wrong!"

Zhou Rou stood up in panic, took the little maid's hand, her voice was a little hasty: "Don't worry, don't worry, speak slowly, what's wrong!"

The little maid took a deep breath, her almond eyes were round, her mouth was moving very fast, and she began to pour beans out: "When I went to the old place outside the Jin Palace to look for 'Xue Mutou', I saw a group of people dragging him first. Let's go! Those people are all vicious, as if they can eat people, and there is a big guy who said that "Lengmu" has committed some crimes, and an adult should have a good trial. Miss, what kind of law can such a piece of wood violate? ah!"

Zhou Rou's feet were so soft that she almost fell to the ground, the little maid hurriedly helped her to the bed, and sat for a while leaning against the bed post, before her distracted eyes regained focus: "Who can he offend such a dull and honest person? It's my fault!"

The little maid tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes widened, and she yelled angrily: "Miss, you mean Luo Shaogong! That stinky and shameless thing, I'm bah! Bah! Bah!"

Zhou Rou's eyes suddenly misted, and she twisted the handkerchief in her hand, tears dripped down, she didn't cry out loud, but it made people feel uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the little servant girl panicked, and while wiping Zhou Rou's tears, she hesitated and said: "Miss, otherwise go and beg the master!"

Zhou Rou cried until the pear blossoms were in tears, but her mind was still clear: "Begging father will only make things worse."

The little maid lost her strength, sat down on the bed, and sighed: "Then what do you say, Miss, you can't just leave the 'Lengmu' alone!"

Zhou Rou gently wiped away her tears and said, "Go to Prince Jin's Mansion to find Lord Wan, and tell what you saw again."

"Lord Wan?" The little girl frowned slightly, raised her voice, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "He is a famous bad official who only framed good people. Even if 'Leng Mu' was his bodyguard, he might not be able to take care of it. "

Zhou Rou shook her head, and took the little maid's hand: "Qingmu told me that Master Wan is not what the outside world has said. You go to him and tell him that Aoki is in trouble, Master Wan will not just sit idly by."

The little maid stood up half-believingly, and seeing the firmness in her young lady's eyes, she nodded vigorously, turned around and drank the tea on the table in one gulp, lifted her skirt and ran towards Prince Jin's mansion.

The way to the Prince Jin's Mansion is very familiar, but it's the first time to enter the Prince's Mansion.The vermilion gate was more than five feet long, and two rows of armored guards stood guard in front of it. Usually, I didn't think it was too intimidating, but if I really wanted to deal with them, the little girl felt a little timid in her heart, and hesitated for a while. Only then did he bite the bullet and stepped forward.

"This military master, please inform me." The little servant girl bent over and bowed, with a smile on her lips: "Little girl, please see Master Wan."

The soldiers outside the door remained motionless, as if they had never heard of it.

The little servant girl blinked, half bent her knees, and repeated loudly: "This little girl from the military master is asking to see Master Wan, please let me know!"

The "wooden man" with a cold face stared forward, except for rolling his eyeballs, he didn't respond at all.

The little servant girl stood up straight, stuck out her tongue at the young guard of similar age, and said in a drawn-out voice, "You can't see me, or can't you hear me! I said—I—wanted—begged—to see—— Anhui-big-people-"

The run-off person remained motionless, when a boy in gray came out from the door and shouted loudly, "Who are you shouting at?! Do you know where this is?"

"I didn't rush at you again!" The little girl was hot-tempered, and she pushed back without thinking: "Why did this little-jun-lord-plagued Southern Xinjiang, or defeated the Tartars?"

The boy in gray snorted and said with a smile: "This little brother Gao Zhan has never been on the battlefield, but the famous General Gao Gong is his cousin!"

The little maid pursed her mouth, and her voice was three points weaker: "Then I'll apologize, little brother, can you inform me, I really have something very important to see Lord Wan!"

The little servant sneered for a while, then nodded: "Then just wait! I'll go and ask Master Wan if he's free to see you!"

Waiting from afternoon to night, the young man in gray didn't show his face again after entering the palace, the little maid was furious waiting, and was afraid that she would miss the chance to see Wan Zixiao just now.

When I came out in the afternoon, I only wore a single shirt, and when the wind blew late at night, the little maid shivered from the cold.

"Why are you still here?"

The male voice who was in the period of voice change startled the little maid, and when she turned around, she found that it was the "wooden man" who was guarding the door in the afternoon, and she couldn't help exclaiming: "So you can talk!"

"Why not?" Gao Zhan cleared his throat deliberately: "It was the army's regulation not to speak in the afternoon! We are guards, not doormen!"

The little servant girl's eyes suddenly lit up: "Then Master Wan told me to go in now?"

"He coaxed you!" Gao Zhan shook his head hoarsely: "That guy likes to bully outsiders!"

"Then you didn't say it earlier!" The little girl stared at her big watery eyes, her cheeks puffed up, "I don't think you are a kind person!"

"I'm not a good person!" Gao Zhan was excited, and his voice was like an old bellows being pulled: "I came here specially to see if you were there, so you don't waste your time! I'm not a good person yet!"

"If you're a good person, go and tell Mr. Wan that someone is asking to see you!" The little girl curled her lips in grievance, tears rolling in her eyes: "I waited all day for nothing... you just bully people like this!"

"Okay, okay!" Gao Zhan hurriedly stuffed his sweat towel into the hands of the little maid, and said in a low voice: "Master Wan has already rested so late, come early tomorrow morning, I will take you Go to the back door of the palace to block Master Wan!"

The little maid lowered her head, nodded gently, put the sweat towel under her nose and smelled it, and frowned: "You don't even wash it! It's smelly!"

"You!" Gao Zhan was deeply surprised by the quick change of the little girl's mood, and raised his head, pretending to be old-fashioned: "You little girl, what a weird temper!"

"It's not a little girl's film!" The little maid shook the sweat towel in her hand in disgust, and said every word: "It's Xiao! Yun!"