Bao Xi used a golden hairpin she brought from Bao Guo to exchange three baskets made of bamboo strips from an old palace maid, sacrificed an old dress, cut three square strips of cloth, and embroidered the eight words "Jiashen Gengwu Ding Zi Xinwei" with needles and threads, and put them in three bamboo baskets. Then she put a bamboo basket on the edge of the stone platform where her birth mother had lowered her into the water.

Even if the concubine doesn't come here to see, the palace people in charge of sprinkling and sweeping will come once a day, and they will definitely be able to find this bamboo basket.

The eight characters embroidered on the strips of cloth in the basket are the eight characters of Bao Xi's birthday. People in this era have already begun to use the sexagenary branch to keep time, but the so-called birth eight-character numerology of later generations has not yet appeared, it is just timekeeping. If the palace people find something they can't understand, they will definitely report it to their master, and they don't dare to deal with it privately.

Bao Xi believes that if the concubine here is really the biological mother of the original owner, she must know the true meaning of these eight words, and she will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. The next time, or the next time I go to put the bamboo basket, I will be caught by her.

If not, no one knows the meaning of these eight words, and in the end it is just a matter of throwing away the bamboo basket, and no one will do any further investigation. Bao Xi just needs to wait and see what happens.

By tomorrow afternoon at the latest, Bao Xi will see the effect.

At noon the next day, in the main hall of the Phi Xiang Palace, the richly dressed old lady Jiang looked at the bamboo basket in front of her, holding the blue cloth strip embroidered with words in her hand, and almost couldn't suppress her excitement.

For so many years, although she has a noble status, is quite favored by the ancestors, and has lived the rich life she wants, she has only had that child, the child abandoned by her own hands.

She doesn't regret her decision, and if she hadn't set up that scam, she and her children might not have survived to this point. However, not regretting it does not mean that you don't want to miss it. When she sees the children of other concubines, she can't help but think of her daughter, if she can always be by her side, will she be less lonely and happier in this deep palace?

Especially after the death of King Zhou Li, although she still has the dignity on the surface, there is not even a person around her who can speak, guarding those brocade clothes, jade food, real jewelry, looking at the scenery outside the hall that has not changed year after year, she feels that she is about to become a piece of rotten wood. The sky above her was forever gray, without any bright color.

Now, the kid is back! Concubine Jiang felt as if a corner of the gray sky above her head had been revealed, and she saw a touch of blue.

"That's all you found? Do you see anyone else around? Concubine Jiang raised her eyebrows and asked the rough envoy palace maid who was kneeling with Her Highness.

"Back to the concubine, there is no one around. There were very few people going there, and the slaves and maids had to sprinkle and sweep the place every morning before they found out. ”

The rough palace maid trembled. This concubine has a bad temper, sometimes she is very fierce, she will be punished for walking a little slower, and sometimes she is very amiable, and she will not be scolded if she breaks something valuable.

Yesterday, a sister was beaten fifteen boards for combing her hair and tearing off two hairs, and the palace people up and down the Phi Xiang Palace are doing things with their tails between them! For fear of hitting her gun. But I encountered such an unlucky thing again, it's really unlucky, alas!

"Good. Zhi'er, tip! Concubine Jiang didn't care about other people's feelings, and turned her head to the personal maid beside her and said.

"Yes!" The palace maid named Zhi'er took out a quaint hosta and handed it to the rough envoy palace maid kneeling at the bottom of the steps.

"Don't hurry up and thank the concubine!"

"Slave, thank you, concubine! I wish Niangniang a long life and a longer life! "The rough palace maid is also well-behaved, and when she sees that she is not punished but is rewarded, she jumps out of the way if she praises her.

"Come on, look at your little mouth. Peng Zu is more than 800 years old, is it comparable to ordinary people? Concubine Jiang's heart was happy, and her eyebrows became more and more kind.

It was rare for the palace maid to see Concubine Jiang, and seeing that she was in such a good mood, she climbed up the pole and said: "It's hard to say if it's someone else, but Concubine Niangniang is the most kind and noble person I have ever met, and you will definitely live to be more than eight hundred years old." The slave will pray to God for you every day. ”

"You kid...... That's it, for the sake of your mouth, Zhi'er, transfer her to the palace to serve! ”

“…… Be! Zhi'er was stunned for a moment, then obediently agreed, and glanced at the rough envoy palace maid who was still kneeling under His Royal Highness. Concubine Jiang has always done things according to her heart, she doesn't know how long she hasn't been so happy, this girl's life is really good! In a few words, he was transferred from a rough palace maid to the palace.

"Slave and maid Xie Taifei Niangniang......" The rough palace maid was ecstatic, and she continued to pat her ass.

"Okay, what's your name?" Concubine Jiang interrupted her and asked.

"Back to Niangniang, the slave is called Bai Shao."

"White peony? I don't like white, so let's call you Xi'er in the future! ”

"Slave and maid Xie Niangniang gave her name!" Xi'er hurriedly knelt down and buckled her head.

She is a self-motivated palace maid. If you can get the master's blue eyes, let alone call it "Xi'er", it doesn't matter if you call it "Xique".

"Alright, you go down!" Concubine Jiang waved her hand.

"Slaves obey!" Xi'er took the opportunity to retire.

"Zhi'er, you can check for me, who put this basket there. Check it quietly, and don't let others know about it in a big way. ”

After Concubine Jiang went out, she told Zhi'er seriously. Although there are many people under her, there are not many people she really believes. This matter is the most reassuring for her to be left to Zhi'er.

"Yes! The slave will do it herself. Xi'er's messenger ......"

"Let her do some work like wiping down the table, sprinkling water and sweeping the floor! Don't be close to me just yet. Where the bamboo basket appears, you also have to keep an eye on. That's why I transferred her away. ”

"The slave knows! Rest assured, the results will be available soon. Zhi'er lowered her eyebrows and said pleasing to the eye.

In the evening of the next day, Bao Xi saw that there was no one again, and went to put a bamboo basket. As a result, he was caught.

A palace maid in Tsing Yi, who was in her thirties, looked at her and said expressionlessly: "You can go with me!" ”

Then two rough palace maids came out and escorted her away without saying anything, and no one cared whether she was willing or not.

"Mother, someone has found it." Zhi'er said to Concubine Jiang.

"All right, all go down! I'll have a good talk with her. When Concubine Jiang saw Bao Xi for the first time, she decided that this must be her own child and sent everyone else out.

"Yes!" Zhi'er went out with everyone else, and when she went out, she closed the door of the temple tightly. She didn't say a word during the whole process, and she didn't ask anything more on the way.

Sometimes, in this palace, it's not a good thing to know more, as long as you honestly complete the master's orders, and don't have any curiosity. Otherwise, you might live for a long time! This is an important reason why she has been trusted by Concubine Jiang for so many years.

"Kid!" Concubine Jiang looked at the slim girl in front of her, and stretched out her trembling hands, wanting to touch her cheeks.

Bao Xi's head tilted slightly, avoiding her hand. These hands were well maintained, as delicate as the white of onions, much better than the rough hands of my father and mother, which were full of calluses and wounds.

Concubine Jiang's hand paused slightly in the air, and she didn't force it.

"Child, sue me, what's going on?" Concubine Jiang took out the strip of cloth from the bamboo basket before and asked softly.

"This is when I was born. I was abandoned by my mother when I was born, and when my adoptive father and adoptive mother picked me up, I had these words in my swaddling clothes. I don't know why, but after I came here, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and often dreamed that I was put in a bamboo basket and floated away with the running water, and I did it by magic. ”

Bao Xi couldn't tell her that she had memories of what happened at the beginning. Fortunately, at this time, people are in awe of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, so her words are not only not strange, but they make Concubine Jiang feel a little more emotional. This is God guiding her child back to his side!

"Child, I am your mother! I'm your real mother! Concubine Jiang excitedly grabbed Bao Xi's hand and said.

Bao Xi learned about her origin from Concubine Jiang. Of course, it was beautified, but Bao Xi also deduced the actual situation from it.

It turned out that when Concubine Jiang was a palace maid, she accidentally broke the box that was said to contain "ambergris". According to the secret news in the palace of the king of Zhou, this box was left when the black dragon descended in the palace of the king of Zhou, and the diviner at that time carried out countless rounds of divination, all of which were unlucky, and only the ambergris was packed in a jade box and stored in the palace to be auspicious.

Concubine Jiang was scared to death back then, if anyone knew that she had broken this box, she would definitely not survive. But just when she was frightened and frightened, something strange happened. There was a strange glow from the box, and a flame rose out of thin air. The flames fell out of the jade box, forming a ball of fire, rolling around the palace.

Fortunately, the fireball was not too big, and Concubine Jiang found a clay pot from the hall, put the fireball lined with clothes, and closed the lid stiffly. At this time, the other palace people found out that something was wrong and ran in.

Concubine Jiang calmed down in a panic. Listening to the remarks of these palace people, in fact, no one saw what happened just now. Jiang was pregnant again at the time. She had an idea, and said that when she was wiping the jade box, the box suddenly cracked, and a large turtle ran out of it, hit herself, and then ran towards the depths of the palace.

At this time, there are many legends of the bizarre birth of saints, such as the Yellow Emperor was born by his mother stepping on the footprints of giants in the mountains and fields. And people are very respectful of nature, so when it comes to something bizarre, no one doubts anything.

Jiang used this way to give his children a background. But her child was not saved either. It wasn't until I was pregnant with Bao Xi that I used this expression.