"What's your name?"

"Sang Qianyu. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmm-" the father-in-law snorted meaningfully. He looked at the roster and felt that there was something wrong with the name, and muttered in his mouth: "Sang Qianyu ......, Qianyu ——, alas?" It's so much smoother. Then he took the pen and crossed out the word "mulberry".

"Father-in-law, my name is Sang Qianyu." Sang Qianyu looked at the word "Sang" that was marked obliquely with a black pen, and reminded him a little anxiously.

"Huh?" The father-in-law snorted again, his voice went straight up, and his tone and spirit were arrogant, and he could not be ignored. "Did you speak? What we ask you, what do you answer. Everything is up to orders. Got it? ”

Sang Qianyu looked at him and nodded. But she couldn't help it, and still said: "But my surname is Sang, and my name is Sang Qianyu." ”

"Huh? You little girl, why are you so earless?! The father-in-law glared at her angrily. Our family says that your name is Qianyu, so you are called Qianyu. If you say one more word, we will change your name. ”

Sang Qianyu's rebuttal was useless, so he had to swallow back the words that came to his mouth. She hung her head and scolded angrily: "Dead eunuch, I'm really full, I'm panicking!" Your uncle, the surname brought out of the womb of your aunt, you are a dead eunuch without asking first, my father and mother erased it lightly, beware of the ancestors of the Sang family who crawled out in the middle of the night and pinched your neck. ”

The father-in-law coughed suddenly, touched his neck with his hand, glanced at Sang Qianyu, put down the roster, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

Sang Qian didn't speak, and the hall was silent, although this hall was full of people, but everyone seemed to be dumb, very terrifying.

Here is the father-in-law in front of Sang Qianyu, who is the biggest. He sat in the hall with a self-respecting appearance, arrogantly looking at everyone in the hall, only holding the roster, asking and assigning the past one by one.

"You're twenty-one?"

"Yes, father-in-law."

"Why, it's all so big, and you still enter the palace?" My father-in-law was incredible.

Sang Qianyu was also puzzled, looked back at him, and asked, "Father-in-law, is there an age limit for being a palace maid?" ”

"That's ...... nature," replied my father-in-law, "Huh?" Did we ask you questions? ”

"Yes." Sang Qianyu hurriedly responded, muttering in his heart: "What's wrong with being twenty-one years old, just at the right age!" Old? Then don't take it! While turning his head to look at the other people in the hall, he looked around, and sure enough, they were all small. The men and women were almost twelve or thirteen years old, and the smell of milk had not yet dried, and they all hung their heads and gasped softly. Entering this strange and solemn hall, it seems that they are panicking.

Sang Qianyu turned around and wanted to speak again, but when she looked up, she saw a door behind her father-in-law's left shoulder with a gap, and a man sitting inside was peeking at her. Seeing that she was looking at him, he looked away and lowered his gaze to read.

"That's fine." The father-in-law talked to himself as if he had drawn a conclusion. "Then stay in the palace for a few years."

Sang Qianyu thought to himself: "This ghost place, not allowed here, not allowed there, so dehumanizing, hum, how many years?" My aunt couldn't stay for a moment. ”

The father-in-law looked at Sang Qianyu again, and shook his head and counted: "This dress is too casual and does not match." The mouth is not tight, loves to talk back, and wants to cause trouble. looks ......, too eye-catching, and the ladies of the palace can't tolerate it. Alas, how did you send such a trouble-provoking ancestor? It seems that Aunt Su Feng has to be trained well. ”

Sang Qianyu immediately looked at the clothes he was wearing, a hibiscus-colored brocade cardigan long skirt, and a hibiscus-colored embroidered green calyx and plum gauze with a thin surface. "Pretty good, huh? Where's the randomness? She blurted out, albeit quietly, but her father-in-law heard it.

"A thousand words!" The father-in-law shouted sharply at the top of his voice. "This is the palace, if you are so casual, watch your head!"

Sang Qian didn't say anything, just looked at him. She stepped over her father-in-law's shoulder and looked at the man in the crack in the door, and the man in the crack happened to be looking at her. At first glance, he is a beautiful man with an extraordinary appearance. Her gaze touched his, and she noticed the brilliance in his eyes, and her heart moved.

"Qianyu, 'Zichen Palace' serves." The father-in-law read aloud.

"Zichen Palace? The Son of Heaven is in the palace and serves the emperor? Sang Qianyu thought and stared at her father-in-law in surprise. The father-in-law gave her a disgusted look and motioned for her to stay.

"It's not good, that's not good, father-in-law, you're not confused, are you? If you are not satisfied anywhere, you dare to arrange for me to serve in Zichen Palace? Sang Qianyu was puzzled, and retreated and thought.

Sang Qianyu is too worried. sent her to Zichen Palace, did not serve the emperor, and it was not her turn to serve tea and water. There are tasks in the Zichen Hall that the palace maids have to do, such as cleaning.

However, only a few days later, she was punished by the deacon's eunuchs for not being allowed to eat lunch. The reason is that she did not follow the procedure to clean the "Yeonying Palace".

Sang Qianyu was empty and walked out of the hall to breathe. She walked along the high and solemn palace wall, and under her feet was the meticulous imperial city road paved with one-color square bricks, and she looked upset and looked up at the sky on the palace wall. Unexpectedly, the distant sky also had a cloudy face, which firmly covered her within the palace wall.

"A Thousand Words ——。"

"How can this sound so familiar?" Sang Qianyu thought. "It's not good, it's Zong Chuke."

Sang Qianyu turned around and saluted, "The slave and maid pay a visit to the prime minister." ”

"Qianyu, it's really you." Zong Chuke approached her and was very happy.

"Yes, the slave maid has just arrived at the palace." Sang Qianyu smiled, but he was very unhappy in his heart.

"The old man already knows this." Zong Chuke said while thinking about it, as if he was planning something. "It's good to get to the palace. Now that you are serving in the Zichen Palace, the people you come into contact with are extraordinary. Qianyu, you know, the old man can be said to be extremely loyal to today's saints, and he is also brave to the Tang Dynasty. But now some people are spreading rumors behind their backs to provoke the relationship between the old man and the emperor. This is really intolerable to the old man. So, Qianyu, the old man hopes that you can help you pay attention to the movements in the Zichen Palace, including who the Holy Lord usually meets and what they talk about......"

"My lord, I'm afraid this slave won't be able to do it." Sang Qianyu was a little embarrassed. "Although the slave maid is serving in the Zichen Palace, she has never seen Your Majesty, let alone who Your Majesty has come into contact with."

Zong Chuke looked at her fixedly, as if he was dissatisfied, but he smiled and said, "Qianyu, don't panic, the old man will not embarrass you." You just need to tell the old man what you have seen and heard, and you don't need to do anything else. He sighed lightly and continued: "You stay in the palace for the time being, and if you have a suitable opportunity, the old man will take you out of the palace." Your deed of sale is still with the old man, and you are still my Zongchuke's person. ”

Looking up at the sky, the sky is still gloomy and gloomy, and it is really as black as a crow in the world.