Chapter 1: Dream back to the Han Palace

In autumn, the autumn wind is blowing. Beifeng attacked, and the Weiyang Palace in Chang'an City stood quietly. The courtyard of the Jiaofang Palace is deserted, and the sound of flying shuttles in the hall is faintly heard, chirping and chirping. Is that the sound of weaving?

A lone magnolia in the courtyard outside the hall, withered leaves, bare swaying in the wind, it is rumored that this tree was planted by Empress Lu himself.

A palace maid stood quietly in front of the lonely branch, her eyes glazed. Eyes glazed.

Wen Jing didn't understand a lot of things, just buried her head on the way to work, walking, walking and walking, she walked here in a trance, and suddenly felt that the scenery on all sides had changed abruptly, and when she looked up, it was all kinds of simplicity and grandeur. I wonder if I'm in the wrong place. Looking left and right, I saw a few people wearing wide robes with big sleeves and bowed heads, walking in a hurry, or red robes and armor, holding spears and long swords around their waists.

Wen Jing thinks that she has entered the set by mistake, but don't disturb other people's filming, the key is that she is going to be late for work, what time is it? I was thinking of raising my left hand to see the time on my watch, but I saw a slender little hand with a long pink silk sleeve. I was stunned for a while, and looked myself up and down, when did I change my clothes?

Wen Jing was a little panicked, scurrying around, the more she scurried, the more panicked she became, this thing on the set looked big on TV, but it was actually very small, but Wen Jing ran back and forth without seeing the edge. What the hell is going on.

looked at his body, slender and petite, where did Nima's C cup go? This is completely a little girl who has not yet developed in twelve or thirteen. Dressed in a particularly light pink tulle silk, his long hair reached his waist, and he had no headdress, just a bundle behind his back. Simple and beautiful. But there are no mirrors, no water, and I don't know what I look like. Otherwise, Wen Jing would have been even more surprised.

Stunned like a wooden chicken in front of the magnolia tree in a daze, whether it is an evil spirit, or a ghost hitting the wall, or hitting a ghost, or seeing a ghost, anyway, there is a ghost.

A milky voice came: "Sister Qing, you are here, I want to eat a snack, my mother asked you to fetch it for me." ”

Wen Jing still stood in front of the tree blankly.

A child was about six years old, and he jumped over and grabbed the corner of Wen Jing's clothes and said, "Sister Qing, Sister Qing, I'm hungry." ”

Wen Jing came to her senses: "What? What did you say? ”

The child pursed his mouth and said, "I'm hungry, you can get me snacks." Let's eat together. ”

Wen Jing was stunned: "Huh? What the? ”

The child pulled the corner of Wen Jing's skirt and walked inside: "Hurry up, my cousin will come to play with us in a while, and if he finds out, he will eat it up." The child pulled Wen Jing to a cabinet in the hall, opened the cabinet door, pointed to a lacquered box on it, and said, "Hurry up and help me get it, I can't reach it." ”

Wen Jing took off the lacquer box at a loss and opened it with her hand, and inside was all kinds of delicate snacks. The little kid hurriedly grabbed a snack in each of his left and right hands and ate it. Next to her was a lightly dressed young woman, who shook the loom lightly and said unhurriedly: "According to the child, slow down, Xue Qing will go get some hot soup and give it to drink."

Wen Jing was still looking at the snack box in a daze. The young woman didn't care about this side after speaking, but turned her head and continued to concentrate on weaving.

The little fart was eating, and a voice came from outside: "Aha, according to the mouth, I'm stealing again, hurry up and give my cousin something delicious." ”

The little boy looked at the side of the box like a mouse stealing food, and snatched the lacquer box and ran away through the side door.

A young man came in from outside the door, heroic and compelling, with straight sword eyebrows, wearing a purple and gold crown with tied hair, wearing a Xichuan brocade robe, a sword hanging from his waist, and a cloak hanging behind his back. Wen Jing thinks it's almost the same as singing, but it's better to look at the material, not comparable to the stage. The boy jumped over the threshold and jumped to his feet and chased after the little kid. He shouted, "Auntie, I'll go play with Jiao'er first." ”

The young woman pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head and continued weaving.

Wen Jing looked left and right, and then looked, but still withdrew from the hall.

Although Wen Jing didn't figure out the situation, she instinctively wanted to escape, maybe she could get out of this set, or this dream, or something else, she should always go around to see if there was a way out. While thinking like this, he walked out aimlessly. I chose a direction and walked all the way, and sure enough, I found the city wall, which is about ten meters high

It's obviously not a good idea to flip through. Walking along the base of the wall, I finally found a door, and there were dozens of sword collectors standing on the left and right of the door...... Dead runners, let's think so, Wen Jing still has fantasies.

Wen Jing timidly stepped forward and asked, "May I ask if this is filming?" I can get out first............"

A guard shouted expressionlessly: "Who is here, where is the palace." ”

Wen Jing was startled and stepped back: "Can you speak well, the key is whether you can say something that I understand?" ”

The guard snorted coldly, put down the spear in his hand, pointed at Wen Jing and shouted, "Retreat"

A loud shout came from behind: "Stop, this is the female official in Her Majesty's palace, and you are presumptuous." Wen Jing turned her head and saw that it was the young man who took the little child's hand and walked over.

One of the city gate guards came out of the crowd and said with everyone, "I have seen Your Highness." ”

The little kid looks kind (the little kid is still kind?) He said, "All the armies are exempt." ”

The young man stepped forward and said, "Wait, but what is the misunderstanding?" ”

The door waited and waved his hand: "No, no, Huo Shizhong, there is no matter." ”

The little kid pulled up the corner of Wen Jing's skirt and pulled it aside, and asked as he walked, "Does Sister Jing want to go out to play?" It's good to let my cousin take us out in a few days, and I'll have to study later today. The young man came up and asked, "Ah Xue, what are you doing when you go out, but your aunt ordered you to buy?" ”

Wen Jing stopped and finally asked, "I said what kind of scene are you filming?" ”

The young man was stunned for a while: "Does Ah Xue want to watch a play?" There have been two plays on the Yuefu side recently."

Wen Jing felt that she had to start with a simple question: "Is there a mirror?" ”

Although the boy and the little boy were puzzled, they still took a bronze mirror from a palace, and Wen Jing took the bronze dragon ornament behind the mirror: "Are you kidding me?" What does your mirror look like this? He turned it over as he spoke, but he was stunned.

I saw a yellowed and blurred shadow, which was a twelve or thirteen delicate but very unfamiliar face, with doubts in his eyes.

Is this a demon mirror? Is there someone behind, Wen Jing turned her head to look at the back. No one, and then looked at the boy in the mirror, and when he looked at it from the side, he still looked like a teenager. And he turned to himself.

The little kid tugged at the young man's robe: "Cousin, Sister Qing is not hysterical?" ”

The boy frowned in thought. Silence.

Wen Jing probably had a bottom in her heart, turned her head and asked the little boy, "What's your name?" ”

The little kid was stunned: "Sister Qing, what's wrong with you." I'm a lawyer. ”

Wen Jing felt that the amount of information was not enough: "What sentence?" The little kid said, "Liu Zhi, ah......"

Wen Jing had a vague impression, but she hadn't completely jumped out, and turned her head and asked, "Are you?" ”

The young man frowned: "Ah Xue, what's wrong with you, are you crazy, you and I are childhood sweethearts, the two have no guesses, they are in love, you actually ......"

Wen Jing was furious: "Don't talk to me about anything else, just tell me what your name is." ”

The young man's words were held back: "Okay, my name is Huo Quai, do you remember?" ”

Wen Jing only felt that the world was spinning, it was over, it must have been crossed, it was over, it was definitely not going back to work today, did you say that the bonus would be deducted, the two-color ball I bought yesterday won 20 yuan, and it expired if I didn't redeem the prize for three months, and my mother, suffered, what can I do if I can't go back to my mother......

Huo Quzhi and Liu Ji saw that Xue Qing's complexion changed several times, and they were completely distracted, and began to wonder whether to call the imperial doctor to administer the medicine, or ask Da Da to cast the spell.

Wen Jing's face changed, and she quickly set the direction, first adapt to the role, so as not to make such a stupid thing as breaking into the palace gate again, don't be stabbed by a spear when the time comes, and slowly find a way to go back, since it is possible, of course it is logical to go back. He asked, "Then who am I?" ”

The little kid Liu Ji slapped on the head: "It's over, I forgot who I am, I don't think it's helped." ”

The young man turned his head and wanted to leave: "I'll call the imperial doctor" Wen Jing stretched out her hand and grabbed it: "Don't don't, I'm playing with you, you call me Sister Qing, you call me Ah Xue, I know, I'm called Qingxue, right?" ”

Liu Ju said: "Sister must not shy away from the disease, you must know that the doctor is good and the disease is not the doctor." No, no, oh, Bian Que saw what Cai Huan Gong said, no matter, sister, you are sick, don't pretend to be a normal person, okay. ”

Wen Jing was stunned: "Why am I pretending to be a normal person?" ”

Huo Quzhi said: "Your name is Xueqing, not Qingxue, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Jing only claimed to be joking: "I'm playing with you, let's go, let's go over there to play." ”

The two children are still relatively easy to fool. But Wen Jing was much more honest, on the one hand, she was cautious, cautious in her words, cautious in her deeds, and beware of making mistakes, while cautiously asking Liu Ju and Huo Quzhi about the basic situation of herself and the surrounding characters, and quietly learning the words and activities of other palace maids and etiquette.

learned from the two of them that this Xueqing was picked up by Princess Pingyang outside, and she lived with Huo Quai's illness since she was a child. This is the childhood sweetheart that Huo Quzhi said. Later, he entered the palace and followed the queen, and he was twelve years old this year.

Wen Jing, oh no Xueqing, she has forced herself to adapt to this identity, Xue Qing scolded in her heart, how can there be a pimping princess of Pingyang everywhere, this princess has been married three times, even if she has married three times, her favorite thing to do is to find some subordinates to send the emperor, and sent Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty a queen Wei Zifu, two big Sima Weiqing and Huo Quai, plus a Mrs. Li, plus Mrs. Li's younger brother Li Guangli, a lot, not worse than one.

Xue Qing is very entangled in a few things now, first, Nima has no Internet in this desolate era, there is no TV, this time is a bit boring, and second, think about Emperor Wu's dynasty, from top to bottom, inside and outside the palace, officials, princes, and people, where is not a large piece of death, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will hang up. Do you say that people are thrilling every step of the way? But there are not so many people who die. Third, I blame myself for not studying seriously back then, and I don't know much about this period of history, but I don't know much about the whole history. Fortunately, I have watched Chen Baoguo's Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but the first dozen episodes of the fifty-eight episodes have nothing to do with Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. But what's the use of that? People are frightened step by step, and they can still fall in love when they go back, Nima looks at it and can't remember that a person has lived longer, but don't love to love and hang up, it will look good. Xue Qing still decided to study carefully and study how to go back.