Huanzhuzhijinsuo is a good employee

"Are you?" Aunt Wang opened the door and found an old lady over fifty years old standing outside the door: she was wearing a double-breasted satin jacket embroidered with auspicious patterns in a maroon color, her gray hair was combed into a neat bun, Neatly trimmed and fastened with jasper and silver hairpins; slightly rounded figure and face, fair skin; straight waist, hands crossed in front of the body.

That kind of rigorous and formal demeanor does not look like an old lady of ordinary background.

Aunt Wang is looking at the other party, and the other party is also looking at Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang is wearing a blue cloth today. Although it has been thoroughly washed, the color has faded to white due to too many times of wearing and washing, and some places have frayed edges.

The old lady's eyes were like a master's ruler, but she looked at Aunt Wang from head to toe in a short while. The harsh and critical eyes made Aunt Wang very uneasy. Ma'am, did you find the wrong person?"

How could a person living in such a place be the person Fujin was looking for?In her heart, Nanny Yu looked down on Aunt Wang's shabby behavior, she was also a servant, she was too far behind her!

Although she thought so in her heart, Mammy Yu didn't show her face directly. She said calmly, "This is Caochang Hutong No. [-], right?"

Aunt Wang nodded, "Yes, yes."

"I'm Madam Yu of Prince Zhuang's Mansion. If I have something to ask your master, please inform me." After she nodded slightly, the little girl in pink next to Madam Yu immediately stepped forward and stuffed a purse into Aunt Wang's hand .

Aunt Wang's expression was as hot as if a piece of burning coal had been stuffed into her hand, she hurriedly put the purse back into the hands of the little girl in pink, "Wait a moment, I'll report!" Without waiting for Mammy Yu's response, she snapped He closed the door with a bang, and hurried inside.

Yuma could still hear the sound of footsteps coming from the door, she shook her head imperceptibly, how could the master be so good if the servant is so petty?It is estimated that Fujin will be disappointed again.

Not a moment later, the door opened again, revealing a delicate face that was as gorgeous as peaches and plums. She smiled, as if the whole spring style had been integrated into her eyes, it was really dazzling. "Old lady, please." Jin Suo went out to welcome Aunt Yu and the three of them in.

Nanny Yu was taken aback. She had seen so many noble girls. This little girl was so tall that she was a favorite concubine, so she couldn't be considered buried. How could she appear in such a place?A trace of doubt arose in her heart, but she bravely followed the golden lock and entered the door.

Nanny Yu has served Fujin for many years, and she is very embarrassing in the palace, so she entered Ziwei's yard without any scruples, looked around openly, and found that it was just an ordinary house, and the servants of the palace lived in much bigger houses. They are roomy.

When she saw Ziwei, she was shocked again—it wasn't because of Ziwei's beauty and refinement, she had seen such a face a lot, but what shocked her was why there were two beautiful girls living in this small house?One is gorgeous and charming, the other is delicate and soft, do they have some ulterior purpose?

Indeed there is.

It's just that it's not as horrible and lowly as Yuma Mama thought.

After the host and guest sat down and finished tea, Madam Yu directly expressed her intentions. She waved her hand, and the little girl behind her took out a scroll and slowly opened it. It was the Avalokitesvara enshrined in Tanzhe Temple by Ziwei that day.

"Is this painting made by a girl?"

Ziwei glanced at the painting and replied, "Exactly."

The two little girls put away the painting, and Nanny Yu said, "I am Nanny Yu from Prince Zhuang's mansion. A few days ago, I accompanied Fujin to Tanzhe Temple to offer incense. Fujin happened to see this picture of Guanyin and liked it very much. Ken took away the offerings from the temple, so he sent the old woman to find out who painted it, and asked the author to help draw some paintings."

It worked!

The joy in Ziwei's heart was like magma churning. When she came to the capital, she heard mostly news that the emperor was a filial son and the queen mother respected Buddhism. Many Buddhist scriptures are enshrined in Tanzhe Temple, in order to attract their attention and make friends.

Ziwei's fingertips trembled slightly, she collected herself and asked, "Does Fujin want me to draw the same one?"

"It's not urgent," Nanny Yu secretly looked at Ziwei, she was wearing a light green dress, her skin was fair and clean, and she didn't apply any makeup, she was as lovely as a lotus out of water. ah?"

Ziwei said obediently, "Grandma Yu won the prize. I am from Jinan, Shandong, and I came to the capital to find relatives."

"Can you find it?"

Ziwei shook her head, "Not yet." The small, white and tender earrings drew a small arc in the air, making people want to feel if they are really so soft.

"I don't know who the girl is looking for?"

Ziwei looked sad, "My father."

Madam Yu didn't really want to help find someone, so naturally she stopped asking.She smiled lightly and said, "It's getting late, please go to the palace with the old lady to see Fujin, young lady, and listen to Fujin's request." Although her tone was not impolite, there was no intention of asking for opinions.

As soon as Ziwei got up following Madam Yu's movements, Jin Suo walked over worriedly, "Miss, I will accompany you."

Nanny Yu shot her eyes like a knife, "Where do you think Prince Zhuang's Mansion is?" Can cats and dogs go there?

Fearing that things might change, Ziwei stopped Jinsuo and comforted her, "Prince Zhuang's mansion is as big as it is, and Madam Yu is leading it. I'm just a little girl, so I'll be fine. Jinsuo, just wait for me at home."

The implication is, what kind of character is Prince Zhuang Fujin, would he still make things difficult for a weak woman like her?This is also to tell Madam Yu that if Prince Zhuang's residence makes things difficult for Ziwei, it would be really not generous enough.

Who is Madam Yu, why can't she hear the meaning in Ziwei's words, her face darkened, and she said coldly, "Prince Zhuang's mansion is not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, since this little girl is so loyal to protect the lord, then go with her. To save you Miss Jia is missing a single hair, and it's all on my old lady's head."

Jinsuo didn't care about her sarcasm, she thanked Madam Yu with a smile, then hurriedly packed up Ziwei's drawing tools, and boarded Madam Yu's carriage with Ziwei to go to Prince Zhuang's Mansion.

After walking for about half an hour, the carriage stopped at the side entrance of the palace. Ziwei and Jinsuo were not distinguished guests, so naturally they could only walk.

While sending her servant girl to sue Fujin, Yumao took the master and servant to the backyard. She just wanted to make some rules so as not to offend Fujin, but she saw that both of them were holding their breath, their eyes were downcast, and they just followed the walk. Take a look at the scenery of the palace.

Mama Yu's unhappy mood eased a little, and finally the two of them still know how powerful they are. "When you meet Fujin, remember to salute, speak politely, don't say 'you, me', don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't look at what you shouldn't see, you know Yet?"

Ziwei and Jinsuo replied, "Yes!"

After walking for a while, they finally came to the courtyard where Fujin lived. Two maids in pink at the door greeted Nanny Yu with a smile, "Mommy Yu, you are finally back! Fujin is waiting inside the house."

Nanny Yu kept walking, and ordered, "Chuntao, take that little girl and wait while I take Miss Ziwei to see Fujin." The servant girl was a little startled when she saw Jin Suo's appearance, but quickly calmed down and said "Yes."

Seeing the figures of Nanny Yu and Ziwei turning around the lush grass and trees and entering the big house, Chuntao took Jinsuo to the small hall beside her to sit and wait.

The demeanor of the servants of this palace is quite different from the servants of ordinary families. The servant girls who can serve as servants in front of the master live more comfortably and richly than the young ladies from small families.

Chuntao brought tea and snacks for Jinsuo to enjoy, and secretly looked at Jinsuo from time to time, her appearance was too outstanding, even the Hu family of Xi Fujin was not as good-looking as her.

Jinsuo randomly picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Chuntao, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Sister Chuntao."

Chun Tao was struck by Jin Suo's charming smile, she felt her heart pounding, everyone is a maid, why is she so much prettier than others?Chuntao pouted with some displeasure, "You're welcome. What's your name?"

"My name is Jinsuo."

Chuntao asked tentatively, "What are you doing here?"

Jin Suo thought for a while and replied, "My lady is good at painting, so I guess she is helping your family Fujin to paint. Sister Chuntao, is it easy to work in the palace?" She looked at Chuntao with envious eyes, "The clothes you are wearing But it's made of silk?" She acted as if she wanted to touch it but dared not.

Jinsuo's actions pleased Chuntao, she straightened her chest, pulled her sleeves to show Jinsuo proudly, and then looked at the old clothes on Jinsuo, she felt a sense of superiority, "It's nothing, I She is just a little girl who does odd jobs, and the palace distributes eight sets of clothes a year, big maids like Chunyun and the others, who accompany their master on weekdays, get even more rewards."

"Wow! That's so good! It's my first time to come to the palace, and I'm scared. I heard people say that the palace has strict rules, and I'm afraid that if I accidentally break a taboo and bump into a nobleman, I will hit the wall."

Unexpectedly, Chuntao thought that Jin Suo was talking nonsense, so she naturally retorted unhappily, "Where did I hear this nonsense! The prince and Fujin are both kind and kind people. There is a reward."

……

Jin Suo was here to inquire about news, while Ziwei was here, and as Nanny Yu entered the inner hall, she saluted Fujin with excitement.

Prince Zhuang Fujin Guo Luoluo was over sixty years old, wearing a dark red gown embroidered with gold silk, his head covered with silver silk was tied into two small heads with a white jade flat square, and a gem-embellished forehead was tied on his forehead. Simple decoration, but without reducing the slightest luxury.

Seeing that Ziwei knew the etiquette and was fair and clean, Guo Luoluo was very satisfied, so he kindly greeted her to sit down and asked someone to serve tea before saying his request.

"I went to Tanzhe Temple to offer incense a few days ago, and I saw your picture of Guanyin in the wing room," Madam Yu quickly took out the picture and unfolded it. Guo Luoluo looked at the golden boy and jade girl in the painting, his eyes were red, his face From time to time, she showed a sad and nostalgic expression, she suppressed her sadness and said in a low voice, "When I saw the two little people under the Guanyin Seat, for some reason, I remembered my child who died young, and they also Such a gold and jade carving..." The tears in Guo Luoluo's eyes were like broken beads, falling on the painting, and the tears quickly faded away. Old Fujin was so panicked that he didn't bother to look for the handkerchief, and went straight to the painting. He pulled up his sleeves to wipe.

Speaking of which, the Guo Luoluo family is also pitiful. They had six children, three boys and three girls. Except for the eldest daughter and the second daughter who were able to grow up, the rest died before they were three years old; It is not common to bring them to the palace to raise them; they finally grew up to adulthood, but they were sent to Mongolia for marriage, and they all died a few years ago.

The life of the royal family is full of flowers, but it is sad that they can't even decide on their own children's marriage.

The saddest thing in the world is when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. Although it is still rich in clothes and fine food, surrounded by servants, but the seat is empty, what is the use of these foreign things?

The house was still as magnificent as before, but Guo Luoluo felt that everything in front of him was colorless, and even his smile lost its vitality.Because of her status as the royal daughter-in-law, she couldn't even show her sadness in front of people too much.

Who can know the pain in her heart?

Seeing Fujin's gaffe, Ziwei knew that she must be very sad, so she hurried to comfort her, "Fujin, don't be sad." She took out her handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears for Fujin, "Ziwei's mother is not alive anymore Yes, Ziwei misses her so much. But Ziwei knows that mother must not want Ziwei to live in sorrow, so Ziwei always lives happily, so that she can live with peace of mind in the Western Paradise. Fujin’s children must be the same .We living people should live well for their sake and don’t worry them.”

Fujin Guo Luoluo gradually calmed down. She looked at Ziwei's clear and innocent eyes, which were full of concern, and was very moved in her heart. She was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm laughing at you for losing my composure. I think you draw well. , I want you to draw some pictures for me. I wonder if you would like to?"

Ziwei stood up and saluted, and said softly, "Ziwei can't wait to paint for Fujin. I don't know what kind of paintings Fujin wants Ziwei to paint?"

Guo Luoluo's expression was startled, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth to say, "I'm already dying, and my memory is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid that in a few years, I will never remember my son's appearance again. I hope you can draw some pictures for me. , as a thought. After a hundred years, it can be brought into the coffin..."

Seeing Guo Luoluo's lifeless look, Ziwei was very worried, and couldn't help calling out, "Fujin—"

Guo Luoluo waved her hand to stop Ziwei's words, "People are always going to die, and death is not necessarily a bad thing." She turned her head and told Yumao, "Yumama, take someone to clean up the Xiyuan next door, according to Ziwei I ask you to prepare enough painting tools. Miss Ziwei, I am tired today, and I will tell you about my son tomorrow."

Old Fujin didn't care what Ziwei thought, and called Chunyun, the big maid beside her, "Later, you will accompany Miss Ziwei back to Caochang Hutong, and help her pack her clothes. Ziwei, you can stay in the palace with peace of mind, as long as you can put If you draw my son's appearance, the old man will not treat you badly. That's it."

Everyone took orders and retreated.

Jinsuo and Chuntao finished their cakes and drank their tea before seeing Ziwei come out, accompanied by a handsome girl in green.

Chuntao stood up first, "Sister Chunyun!"

Chunyun is the big girl in front of Fujin, she looked at Jinsuo calmly, without showing any surprise, "This is girl Jinsuo, right? Fujin asked me to accompany you back to get things."

Jinsuo looked at Ziwei suspiciously, and Ziwei explained, "For the convenience of painting, we will be staying in the palace for a while." Jinsuo immediately turned to Chunyun and said, "Thank you, sister Chunyun."

Chun Yun's expression remained the same, "I don't dare to act according to Fujin's orders. It's getting late, let's go."

The author has something to say: I can't find the time of Guo Luoluo's death on the Internet. If there is a mistake, it should serve the plot of this article and live a few more years.

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