Chapter 150: There is no distinction between people and dramas

I didn't sleep for long, Chang Yun was tired and exhausted, and I couldn't get any better, the sweat on my body was dry and wet, and I dreamed that I was soaked in water, and when the moon set and the sun rose, and the sky was slightly bright, the slight but rhythmic knock on the door outside woke me up from the dream of nothingness, and the sound was the most urging, I didn't care about rubbing my eyes, I just hurriedly straightened my clothes, and turned my head to cover Chang Yun with a tight quilt, and then quickly went over and opened the door.

Knock on the door also have to follow the code, according to what we said at the beginning, two times in a row is the situation has changed, four times in a row is all right, I counted the sounds, and only after four sounds did I open the door, at a glance I saw the little orange carrying a food box into the inside, the face is similar to me anxious and white, he is the first time to do such a thing, that is, no matter how bold the person can not keep the panic, my hands are also trembling, just care about opening the box, the child inside is thin and small, in the small mattress even crying has no strength, at a glance is the family is poor, just gave birth to no more than a month of the boy did not even drink a few sips of milk, was sold by his own father。

It doesn't matter if you sell it or not, it's always going to die anyway.

The weight and appearance of the newly born child are about the same, I just looked at Changyun's child, in addition to joy, the rest is pity, but in the face of other people's families, I can't give birth to half of the superfluous distractions, I just think that the vitality of the poor child's vitality is about very tenacious, but if he pours a sip of water into it, he can live for half a day longer.

Little Tangerine said that there are many poor people in Beijing, and there are really poor people who can't get by, and they just need to become beggars at the doorstep, and this kind of people will put a hollow wooden box on the side of the threshold, but if anyone is willing to stuff money into it, they are willing to take out everything and exchange it.

Selling a child always sounds a little unauthentic, it's really not so poor that the mountains and rivers are exhausted, no one is willing to do such a thing that is out of their own blood, the little orange said that he was afraid that people would take the money and the child would not give, so he just gave half of it first, took a piece of red cloth and wrapped it in ten taels of silver, and waited for people to ask, go back and take the child out for you, and then give the other half of the money, but the girl is cheaper, and the boy is slightly more expensive, so you have to add another five taels.

When I heard what little orange said, my mood became a little complicated.

No matter how you look at it, the little children are pitiful, they can't eat enough and don't wear warm, they can't even speak, they just instinctively want to survive, and they will unconsciously murmur twice in their sleep, so that others will know that they are still angry.

I had a problem with the little orange, and he only cared about letting the child in, as if he didn't care whether the child lived or died, and didn't think about anything else;

I think much deeper than him, what I think is that this child is a sick child anyway, not born by Chang Yun, his role in death is greater than that of being alive, there are too few children alive in the palace, and the only ones who are alive are Jin Miaoyi and Wan Song Xuesheng;

Even Gongsun Di said that he was in charge of everything, so what should I be afraid of.

The little orange is not as experienced as Nan Xi, carrying the food box all the way away, the road is afraid to die, I can't wait to hide when I see people, I really enter the Guanghan Palace and I don't know what to say, and when the day dawns outside, the Queen Mother and Mrs. Yu are afraid that they are coming, he saw that I didn't know what to think about the child, so he said that he was guarding the palace gate for half the night, and Lu Yu also spent half the night in the Qianshou Palace and the Tai Hospital, and the child was finally brought back at this time, why the aunt was not happy at all.

I was called aunt again, this title is really a big time to hear, and I am going to shout at the old age, I pulled the corners of my mouth, and I couldn't even pull out a dry laugh: "When is it, I'll take a look at you when you're happy?"

The little orange sneered, and looked at my two big eyes as if he was confused, and looked at the child for a while, but suddenly he stretched out his hand, and tried to cover the child's mouth and nose, and was so frightened that his hair rose up.

He was probably scared away, and his throat was sharpened: "Auntie, what's the matter, this and this, this child is a slave who has been catting all the way to the wall, and he finally brought it into the palace." The little orange still had a conscience in his heart, so he came up to stop him: "Let's talk slowly, what are you doing to cover him to death?!"

I can't wait to kick him, and say sharply: "I can do whatever I want, didn't your master tell you!" The little orange had a bitter face: "But" "Once this child is alive for them to see, not to mention what the emperor will think, the queen mother is bound to use this child as a threat, it is better to use Changyun's dystocia to get Gongsun Jiaao's pity and guilt" I glanced at Chang Yun, who was still asleep, she had drunk the decoction of Imperial Doctor Hu, and she would wake up in about half an hour;

The original purpose was to send Chang Yun's child out, other people's lives and deaths really have nothing to do with me, not to mention that the usefulness of a child is far more than that, in the palace, as long as the dead are not themselves, everything can be used;

Even if Changyun wants to get angry, it's my own idea.

Although this method is a little cruel, but the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, so I calmly analyzed: "While the master is not awake yet, let's do it quickly, otherwise when she wakes up, she will have to be soft-hearted, and she will always be ruthless, what can she do." ”

Little Tangerine didn't expect that I would be able to come up with such a vicious method at this time, and it was natural to be poisonous, without any guilt;

Sure enough, Chehou always sighed, and always half-jokingly told the people below what was the most poisonous woman's heart, and he finally saw it.

With a few snorts in his mouth, he took another half step closer, staring at the food box, and he didn't dare to start.

I was also a little hesitant when I saw this, and the sudden strength and perseverance just now were mostly dispersed, after all, it was just my light order before, and a woman could die in the harem without realizing it, and now if I really want to do it myself, I can't bear the strength

Fortunately, the tug-of-war between me and Little Orange didn't last long, and I had an idea, pulled out a hidden pillow from the collapse, and threw it into Little Orange's arms as soon as I threw it back.

"Okay" I threw this errand to him in a good way: "Anyway, this child is also a sick man, he was just woken up by us, and he can't even cry, you should be a virtuous person, so let him be reincarnated as soon as possible, and be a rich and noble king and grandson in the next life, and he will not worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life." ”

The little orange trembled, barely able to hold a pillow in his two hands, crying and mourning, and had been stammering since just now: "I, I, I.. I can't do this, this, this!"

I was angry, grabbed it and scolded: "What can't be done, it's a big deal for me to come!" said that he was about to go up, who knew that as soon as he touched his hands, the child was lying in the food box with his eyes closed, but now he opened his throat and cried, and the sharp and immature sound directly called the uninvited guests outside directly.

It's Luyu, and Mama Zhong in Qianshou Palace.

I looked at Little Orange and thought it was over.

The little orange regained its former wit, and quickly put the waist card back, while I picked up the child and pretended to be about to put him in the food box and ask someone to take him out, but I did it too hastily, so I couldn't help but worry about Mama Zhong's eyes that had been quenched with real gold and dripping with fire;

But you can't show her that

We are in the Guanghan Palace, and we can't run if we want to, so Mama Zhong waited patiently for Lu Yu to knock on the door, the same four times, the little orange went to open the door, and the hall had already been reorganized, but when Mama Zhong came in, she still frowned, as if she was washed twice by the lingering bloody gas, at night, if Lu Yu didn't go out of the Qianshou Palace, I'm afraid that she really can't attract characters like the Queen Mother, Mama Zhong still has a straight face, and the people around the Queen Mother are all boiled up, except for frowning, they are expressionless at every turn.

She took a deep breath and didn't even look at the child I was holding in my arms, but just said to me: "The Queen Mother is worried about Concubine Jing's body, so she specially sent the old slave over to take a look." Then he turned around: "Please also ask the girl to come along." ”

This is the clear way to take the child away.

I hesitated in my heart, this child is still alive, that is the best handle, even if Changyun is clearly taking refuge in the Queen Mother, I don't know if Gongsun Jiaao will alienate her. Although I have no intention of participating in the planning of Changyun and King Yu, I also know that it is important to stand in line, and I can't always say that the Queen Mother wants it, and we will give it when we say it, so we have to go around a few more circles in order to be less deliberate.

I look like this, in the eyes of Mama Zhong, it is obviously unwilling, she is also an old man who accompanied the Empress Dowager Wu all the way, but the older people are, the more they see, and their hearts are naturally harder than others, and they are not easy to impress, so they look at me at this moment, as well as the child in my arms, and say coldly: "What, isn't the girl leaving?"

It's not that we don't go, it's that we have to go around a bend again.

"Mama, you can take pity on us" My tears came as soon as I said it, crying rain with pear blossoms, half-wet sleeves, holding the child and saying earnestly: "Such a small one, I haven't seen his grandfather yet, and my mother fainted without seeing it, and the entire Guanghan Palace was guarded by our master and servant all night, and my eyes were red." I saw that the little orange also wiped his eyes, and eliminated the previous dissatisfaction with the monkey cub's refusal to move, and then took advantage of Mama Zhong's inattention, and pinched the child's buttocks, and with the child's cry, I also shed a few tears, crying: "Concubine Jing, she relied on herself to give birth to the child!!"