Chapter Thirty-Nine: Weakness
Today's dinner was a little better than yesterday's, with two hard cold steamed buns and a plate of dry pickled melon and peanuts.
The steamed buns are okay, Ah Qi used to be Ma Jinbao's follower, and the name he said was still the deputy head of the dining room, and there was no problem in dealing with the two steamed buns.
"Hey.... When I stayed in the dining room, it was better to fish a nest in any cage than now" Qi Kaiji held a wooden plate, based on the attitude of giving priority to appearance, he didn't care about others, but walked to the courtyard of the fourth entrance first, and shouted at the door with a loud voice, listening to the tone of the music quite a bit of a musical score: "Come on, today's food slave is easy to say, just take these two more dishes, you wash your hands and wipe your face, you will use some." ”
"Oh, got it, you wait a minute. "I was patching the quilt in the house, and I heard Ah Qi arguing outside the door from afar, but I didn't care about his attitude, nor did I care if these meals were bad enough to choke a person, but I was still a little upset - why a plate of peanuts and a plate of pickled melon were so expensive;
If a bracelet of mutton fat jade is given out, is it difficult to achieve it in exchange for these things?
Patching is a technical job, and I really haven't played it before, and I slander that the minions are all cheap bones, and I don't recognize people if I don't give benefits.
Sure enough, I was still too kind in the past......
But I didn't dare to say it, after all, now there is only Ah Qi and a slave in the cold palace to serve, I don't have time to do the work in my hand when I sweep the floor on weekdays, and I don't want to do it because I'm lazy, everything can only come to him, and I can't offend him if I offend the gods.
I didn't need chopsticks to take the steamed buns, I took one directly with my hand, sat on the edge of the bed and bit it, looking a little bit like before.
At that time, I was also climbing trees in the general's mansion, and I was still sitting on the tree eating fruits, without even washing my hands, and after eating, I went to the ground, Chang Yun embroidered flowers at the female master's place, and I pulled my stomach next door for three days............
The steamed buns were scalded with warm water, and the flour inside was cold and hot and condensed into granules, and when you chewed it, it felt like chewing the ashes on the ground, and the taste was indescribable.
I swallowed it with a bitter face, my stomach was empty, and I cried out to make a mistake, but I really didn't want to eat it at all.
Qi Kaiji on the side didn't eat either, he had eaten it before he came, and he ate half of the cold steamed buns, and he hadn't even soaked in water, so he could understand the current mood of the concubine, so he moved the plate of pickles forward very considerately, and comforted: "Eat this, this has a taste, and I'm hungry." But when he finished speaking, he thought to himself what he was thinking about her, if it weren't for the concubine's casual finger, he was squeezed out like a black-eyed chicken in the dining room, and no one called him to run together when the people entered the palace gate, wouldn't she be able to get mixed up with this?
Qi Kaiji looked at the woman's sad face, the bleak blue cloth robe trapped everything should have curves, only the exposed face was still porcelain white and flawless, it was beautiful from a distance, and when it was seen closely, it was a little too beautiful.
He quietly looked at it for a moment while she was swallowing steamed buns, and gradually began to feel a little upset;
However, while being upset, he also pushed the small plate of peanuts over.
The situation of people and people is really ever-changing, even if you ascend to the sky in one step, there are times when you fall from the sky, how can people really compare with the gods?
Look at the woman who used to be so beautiful and high, she actually got mixed up with this like him, she didn't bother to use chopsticks to eat, she had to make up her clothes and bedding by herself, and she had to look at her face for everything........ Qi Kaiji thought of this, and his heart was inexplicably relieved, he felt that he was very great, without him being so kind-hearted and taking care of him everywhere, Concubine Rui would have been the same as Li Zhaoyi next door, only one step away from her nerves.
But why did he come to the cold palace? This is a bit of a long story, originally Qi Kaiji, a eunuch, could not live with these widows of the previous dynasty, but no matter how cold the cold palace is, there is no shortage of people in charge, otherwise one day which person will go crazy, which old master will be angry, and there will be no one to clean up the mess.
I didn't envy before, but now Qi Kaiji is a little envious of his master, when he saw Ma Gonggong being sent to Tanglin by the queen, he was still happy in his heart, thinking that his day of emergence has finally come, but what is the use of the slave to be motivated, he has this heart The emperor does not, and now Jing has changed the number of Xiang, and he, the deputy chief who has just gone up, is not majestic enough, so he fell into the cold palace, and came to be in charge of this group of broken flowers and willows, and he was cold when he said it.
A few days ago, I went to get the clothes of the season, and when I walked halfway, I met Fu Sheng next to the former queen, a smart person is smart, and he took refuge in Cheng Guifei early, and now he has become the general manager of Concubine Cheng's side, holding the dust and directing the palace people to move the things that Concubine Cheng is used to into Zhaosheng Palace one by one, and his face looks much better than that of the queen, which shows that he is very moisturized.
The situation is different, and the mentality has also changed, when I saw the concubine Niangniang, I whispered, and now the phoenix that has landed is not as good as a chicken, and the concubine has become a human being, Qi Kaiji put the half-bitten cold steamed bun on the plate, and it is a pity in my heart~
The good times of beauty are only a few years, no one looks at the flowers when they bloom, and once the flowering period is over, it is too late.
Ah Qi walked away crookedly, not like a eunuch but like an old mother selling vegetables at the entrance of the vegetable market, I couldn't eat steamed buns, like swallowing several small stones in my stomach, I didn't want to go, so I simply sat on the steps, and I was clean alone, and Li Zhaoyi next door began to howl again.
Being a neighbor with a neurotic can be regarded as an experience that God has given me.
"Hahaha...... This palace is for you except for the queen, this palace is now Zhaoyi....." Li Zhaoyi shook her head and came out of the room, her scalp was scattered, how crazy and crazy she was, and she came to me in a few steps, a dead white face, only the bright red of the mouth on the face, and there was no good rouge, it was purely dyed with her own blood, the corners of her mouth and nose were dragged a little, where was there still a little reserved femininity, she was simply a crazy woman.
The crazy woman routinely goes crazy once a day, and the lines she says are relatively similar, she was going to be a concubine yesterday, but today she has raised her specifications, and she specially ran to me and said: "This palace wants to change with you, I will be a concubine, and you will be Zhaoyi, okay~?"
“............”
"Okay, okay!" Without waiting for me to answer, she agreed with a smile: "I will remove the queen for you, I will be the queen!" Li Zhaoyi pulled her two strands of hair, dry and yellow, it was hard to imagine that she was still a member of the concubines in the past, maybe Yuan Guiren died, her last thought in the palace was gone, and when she started to go crazy, she really spoke a little bit of Yuan Guiren's shadow.
She stared at the two tufts of hair, and saw her eyes as cross-eyed, and the fine lines at the end of her eyes were all over the place, and she looked a little embarrassed, as if she was laughing at her for living her life and not getting anything, only when she was nervous, it would not become so difficult to live.
I sat on the steps, looking at her eyes a little indifferent, I didn't feel pitiful, I didn't think she was really crazy, it was more like thinking about her next situation through her appearance, just like looking at a demon mirror, I had to think about how to let myself live well, and I had to live a fresh life in the cold palace, or live from the cold winter to a sunny day, otherwise Li Zhaoyi's appearance is likely to be my final fate.
Fortunately, it doesn't matter if things are unpalatable, it doesn't matter if you sleep warmly or not, obscurity is the best way at the moment. The days in the cold palace are the opposite of the outside, how fast the outside passes, how difficult it is inside, maybe spring is coming, the cold palace is still cold and cramped, anyone who goes in for a long time, has to be grinded heart at all, and in the end, there is not even a little bit of their own subjective consciousness left, and if you are not crazy, you have to go crazy.
Li Zhaoyi really didn't have a high quality, and I thought it would be better for people to be stupid, but I didn't expect to go crazy in a few days.
Now no one cares about the cold palace is a good thing, Cheng Guifei doesn't come to trouble now, it's because someone's father has just become the prime minister, and he has just been crowned a concubine, and he is enjoying it on the top of the clouds.
The object of Liwei, of course, can't be Li Zhaoyi.
I guess it's none other than me.
I sat on the steps for a full night, and then I felt that it was too cold, so I went into the house and turned out the fox fur that was blackened by smoky black paint, wrapped it and continued to think about life.
Ah Qi, the person in charge of the cold palace, is really incompetent at all, how many times have I told him, I am not very afraid of heat, but I am most afraid of cold, I want to wash clothes in winter, or wash such a thick piece of clothing, it is simply a violent thing, God knows how valuable the fan surface I drew with my hands before, and the crooked poems of the sour boudoir that I wrote, Fu Ji has always been collected like a baby.
When I was not down, the mud ideas of Zhaosheng Palace were fragrant when they splashed in my mouth, but anyone who always wanted to come in and greet me when he had the opportunity now asked him to help me sweep the floor and wash my clothes, and help me change two side dishes, why is it so difficult?
I wrapped myself in a fox fur, sighed that the world was hot and cold, and I really wanted to rush to Li Zhaoyi's house next door and quarrel with her, a crazy woman, first let out the anger in my heart, and then talk about it happily.
However, what is eaten is digested too quickly, and it is gone after a while;
The stomach is emptier than the cold palace, and the cold palace still has a hall-piercing style;
I don't have any goods in my stomach, not even the steamed buns that have been colded;
There are 10,000 hearts that want to quarrel, but they do not have the strength to quarrel;
I had to continue to sit.