The barracks to the place where she lives is a sheep intestine path, different from the north, the north is a yellow-gray dirt road, a straight road can be seen at a glance, the ground is very dry, the mud is dried and turned into dust, all the way through a foot of ash, if you catch up with the windy weather, the wind blows up the dust on the ground, all the way down the whole person is dusty, go home and take a towel and pat it off. The south is different, the road in the south is twisting and turning, at first glance it seems to be coming to an end, and there is still a road in front of the grass, which is really: "The mountains and rivers are doubtful and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village." "There is a lot of rain in the south, and the soil is red and yellow, sticky, and sticky when you step on it, and when you step on it, you stick to your feet, and after walking for a while, you get mud on your feet, but your body is clean.

Yuehua returned to the house where she lived, there was a bluestone slab step in front of the house, Yuehua rubbed off the mud on the soles of her feet, and the mud was left on the steps, Yuehua used a bamboo broom to shovel off the mud and then go in to prevent the mud from stepping into the house and dirtying the house.

The palace maid came back from the weaving room and did not have the time to rest, there was always a little miscellaneous work to be done, and she could not sleep until late at night, and she had to get up very early in the morning, and her life was very hard.

In the house, several palace maids were sorting things, a few palace maids were collecting the soles of their shoes, and there were three or five palace maids around talking and doing needlework, and Yuehua also took the needle and thread over and sat in the corner to listen to them.

"I'll look at yours!" Hongluan took her needle and thread: "Your stitches are so fine and neat." "Hongluan is a few years older than Yuehua, but she is very lively and delicate, loves to be beautiful, loves to talk and laugh, has a very likable personality, and can get along with anyone. Such a palace maid was also sent out, also because there was no one above. Yuehua thought that even if no one made her bad, she could continue to stay in the palace, she was still willing to leave the palace, she didn't like the palace kind of place, it was too cold.

"Yours is not bad either." Yuehua said with a smile.

"I want to embroider on it, but unfortunately I can't get out of it, there is no colored silk thread, only a little stone blue cotton thread."

"In fact, take the lime blue cotton thread and make a piping line on the clothes that is less than 10,000 words, which looks plain and not dull." Yuehua thought for a while and said, "Actually, if you like tassels, it would look good to hang a row of tassels on the hem of your clothes." ”

"yes, I'll try it, and if it doesn't look good, I'll tear it down!"

"Do you know," Tonggui came over: "Last night, the osmanthus in our house was beaten and slapped on the face with a few big ears, and her face was swollen like a bun, and she was kicked a few times on her waist, and she was bruised. ”

"Who hit me!" The palace ladies all asked.

"Who else do you say! This matter is ordered not to go out, osmanthus is now locked in a tent and not allowed to go out, this matter is not known to a few people, I specially came to tell you, you know that there is a psychological preparation, those who are soldiers can be fierce, one is not good to beat up directly. "Tonggui is a shrewd little girl, she loves to talk, laugh and inquire, she is usually the first to know about their weaving room, and then spread it to the big guys, and finally the big guys know. Although this person is easy to inquire about other people's **, but he is clever and pleasing to speak, but not annoying.

"Oh my God, I'm so scared, when my father was alive, my mother beat her half to death if she didn't say a good word, what if I also encountered a beater!" A palace maid exclaimed.

"What else can I do!" A palace maid sighed: "Bear with it, you can fight, I just hope that I can accumulate some virtue in my previous life, and I can please a good person to marry in this life, and suffer less." "The other felt sorry for himself.

"If you really match me with a black heart, I'll go up and make trouble, anyway, I have no father or mother, no worries, and I'm not afraid of anything." A palace maid said hatefully: "When the time comes, everyone will go together." ”

"That's right, I don't believe that the boss really cares about our life or death!" A palace maid chimed in.

……

Everyone started talking nonsense.

"This matter has to be discussed in the long run, we have to hold a good group, don't be bullied." A palace maid with some assertiveness said: "Let's hold a good group, if we can't make a good scene, I don't believe that the boss won't give us a good explanation!" When the time comes, we must unite and no one will drop the chain! "Yuehua knows this palace maid, her name is Liu'er, her name is weak, but her personality is not weak, she is a famous thorn in the head.

Immediately the room fell silent. Some palace maids bowed their heads and did not speak, and some began to hesitate, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward.

Yuehua understands the temper of these palace maids, they are all trained in the strict palace, the first rule of the palace is to be obedient, listen to the words of the steward, listen to the words of the master, listen to the words of the emperor, one by one has already learned to be obedient, used to listening to the arrangement of the above, what to escape! What to go up and make trouble! will only talk about it, only complain in private, and will not really go, I don't have the courage to do it. They have been at the border for so long, they lack clothes and clothing, they don't live well, they don't eat well, they do heavy work every day, and they are taken to be assigned people at will. But I can't say for sure, if I really push them hard, maybe I can really stand up.

I remember that when Aunt Qiu Yan taught her to read, she once told her a famous story of peasant uprising, which was to the effect that the court was harsh, and the peasants could not survive and could only rise up and kill the emperor, and the next emperor learned the lesson of the previous emperor and began to love the people. Maybe they will resist when they are really forced to the point where they can't be forced.

The palace maids who were originally gathered together came in twos and threes, Yuehua continued to do needlework, but her brain was already wandering in the world, one was accidentally pricked by a needle, Yuehua looked at her fingers, and the skin was broken, Yuehua put her fingers in her mouth and washed it, and there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth, so she went out to wash her hands and continued to sew clothes casually. As if nothing had just happened with a needle prick.

The fingers actually hurt a lot, but Yuehua didn't feel it at this time, she had forgotten the pain.

If Mrs. Ning really didn't listen to what she said, continued to insist on going her own way, and sent their group of palace maids out at will, she would have to find a way to escape. Although she didn't know where she could flee, the world was so bad, what did she have to live by escaping! Whatever! It's better than staying here and being slaughtered.

In case the escape fails! The thought of the white house made her heart chuckle, and something welled up in her throat, and she felt disgusting, that place was terrible.

She didn't dare to think about it.