The pomegranate flowers in May have not yet bloomed, and in the lotus leaves in the fields on Qingque Lake, there are already small lotus tips, and they are beginning to emerge.

Qingque Lake is located in the capital of the Han Dynasty Jinling City 70 miles away, back to the Xia Mountain, the water is clear, the wind comes from all directions, since the Great Qin Dynasty has been famous for its beautiful scenery. Its green and jade lake and the red leaves of Qixia Mountain on the side become the scenery of each other, and it has always had the beautiful name of "summer green sparrow, autumn perch", and it is the summer resort of the dignitaries in Beijing. All the first-class families of the Han Dynasty took the construction of other industries here as a symbol of status.

The Beizhuang of Pingnan Hou Mansion was built on the north shore of this Qingque Lake. The village courtyard is exquisitely built, leading the water of Qingque Lake into the village, piling earth to build a bridge, dividing the water potential into several streams, and then merging into a small lake in the garden. Its corridor twists and turns, the flower path is coiled, all are exquisite, quite a bit of Gusu local graceful style. And the entire courtyard of the village circled around with this bend of veins and veins, turning into one after another white walls and tiles.

At this time, before Yin Zheng passed, all the houses and courtyards in the other village were still quiet, and there was not a trace of sound. The claw lantern at the entrance of the courtyard hung quietly, occasionally swaying gently in the midsummer morning breeze, and the faint light left a few light and shadows in the darkness before dawn.

However, this village is not all quiet, no, in a small courtyard in the northwest corner, it is brightly lit at the moment, and people come and go.

The rough little girls in ochre yellow shirts and trousers, rubbing their eyes one by one, sleepy-eyed, under the command of the housekeeper's mother, or carrying pots to fetch water, or receiving brooms, cloths, and other things, turned around like flies without a head, and from time to time they received a low reprimand.

And in the large kitchen on the side, the second-class maids in stone blue jackets and pea-green skirts, with the little girls in the courtyard, walked gently and skillfully, greeting acquaintances. The crisp voices of the girls echoed in the twilight twilight, bringing some vitality and vitality to this busy courtyard.

At this time of the day, Chen Fugui's family is the busiest.

As the steward of the big kitchen, she not only has to keep an eye on the mothers-in-law in the kitchen and is not allowed to be lazy, but also to prevent the little girls from falling and breaking things if they are ignorant, and she must also greet the maids or housekeepers and mothers in each courtyard to have a good relationship. She was originally an eight-sided delicate character, and over the years of being in charge of the big kitchen, she had never offended anyone, and she was quite willing to suffer some losses, so the masters and maids in the inner courtyard had never felt sorry for her.

At this moment, she sent away the second-class maid Vanilla in the big house, and when she turned her head, she saw a pretty girl wearing a lake-green skirt, walking gracefully. Chen Fugui's family recognized it as Huaisu, the eldest girl in the third room, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Why did a Huaisu girl come here in person today?" These little things don't matter who you call, it's weirdly hot this day, don't be hot, girl. As soon as he asked, the little girl moved the bamboo stool to let Huaisu sit.

Huai Su waved his hand hurriedly and said politely: "Sister-in-law Chen, don't be busy, it's nothing." Yingxiang in our house had a stomachache yesterday, and the green vines around the girl also suffered from heat stroke, so I left someone to take care of them. I don't worry about those little girls, but it's not too hot in the morning, so I'll go through it myself. ”

Chen Fugui's family smiled and said: "Strange people say that the third wife can regulate people, and I didn't think it in the past, but after today's words, I know that the girl is really dedicated to serving her master, and we all respect it." ”

Huai Su smiled lightly and said: "Where is it so good, I don't dare to be a compliment for my sister-in-law." ”

Chen Fugui's family smiled more attentively, and said: "The girl is too humble, who doesn't know that the girls around the third wife are all good." As he spoke, he took Huaisu's hand affectionately, and finally asked her to sit on the bamboo stool, and said, "There is smoke in the kitchen, don't smoke the girl." The girl is waiting here, and I went to fetch the morning food for the girl. ”

Huai Su hurriedly said: "No need, how can my sister-in-law be so polite." He stood up.

Chen Fugui's family smiled and pressed her back to the stool, only saying, "Girl, wait a minute." And he went into the kitchen. Huai Su saw that he couldn't stop it, so he had to stand up and say behind her: "Sister-in-law of labor." ”

After a while, Chen Fugui's family walked out. She first handed the food box to the little girl, and then handed a porcelain plate to Huaisu, and said with a smile: "This is for the girl, the girl should not be disgusted with roughness." ”

As soon as Huai Su saw this plate, he sighed first, and praised it in his mouth: "What a delicate snack." So he leaned over and took a closer look. But I saw that in the gray kiln dish with the ink pattern of plum blossoms on a white background, there were four pinched lotus fruit-like dough fruits, the color was pink and tender, clear and lovely.

Chen Fugui's family smiled and said: "This is our newly conceived noodle fruit, which is made of fresh lotus seeds sent by Gusu and ground and water chestnut powder. The girl took it back to taste it, and when she came back, she told me. If it's really delicious, Ming'er will change the dim sum trick for the masters. ”

Huaisu was slightly stunned. From the moment she entered the door to the present, if she couldn't see that Chen Fugui's family was currying over her, then she had really been by Wang's side for so many years. It's just that the three rooms of their house are not on that brand, and they can't do anything good, but they don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd of Chen Fugui's house.

was suspicious in his heart, but Huaisu's face was not obvious, and he only smiled and said: "It's embarrassing for my sister-in-law to think about me, but I'm embarrassed." ”

Chen Fuguijia said with a smile: "What's so embarrassing about this, it's all to serve the masters, don't do this." With that, he stuffed the snack plate into Huaisu's hand.

Huai Su knows that this favor is not easy to push. Chen Fugui's family is also considered to have a head and face in the house, and if she shows goodwill to the third room in front of such a courtyard, if she insists on not refusing it, it will be like slapping someone in the face. Besides, Chen Fugui's actions have always been in order, and there must be a reason for this now, and it is not a bad thing.

In this way, Huai Su made up his mind, said again and again, Xie Fang took the plate, and led the little girls out of the side courtyard. When I came out, I felt that my back was sticky, but I was sweating. Chen Fugui's sudden overture, she was defenseless for a while, and it was a little difficult to bear, but fortunately, she didn't lose the face of the third room. As for how to deal with the rest of the matter, it is to wait for the lady's instructions.

Huaisu thought in his heart, but his feet were not slow, he turned the garden along the verandah, crossed a small bamboo bridge to the west, and passed out of the bamboo forest path, which was the Yiqing Courtyard where the three rooms lived. She gently pushed open the door and beckoned the little girls to come in, and the group turned to the east chamber without mentioning it.

Fu Jun lay on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the slight footsteps and whispers in the courtyard, knowing which maid must have returned. The door opened and closed, making a very light babbling sound, but it was not noisy, but there was a special quietness, which set off the silence of the courtyard.

For a moment, Fu Jun was in a trance, thinking that she was still in the dormitory of the University of Minston, and she would be greeted by a busy and fulfilling day. Listen to lectures in the morning, eat a sandwich during lunch break, go to the library in the afternoon, and look up information and turn books until late at night...... Repeatedly, every day spins like a spinning top. At that time, she thought that when she was done with the exam, she must sleep in the dark.

Now, that wish has come true. As soon as it was dark, she had to go to bed and sleep for more than ten hours. There are no exam papers, no work pressure, eating, sleeping, and pampering all day long. Although the Qiē around her was unfamiliar, she adapted well. Even the sadness and longing that traversers usually have, she rarely can understand.

This is probably due to the thinness of Fu Jun's kinship in his previous life. In her previous life, her mother died at an early age, and her father remarried soon after. Fu Jun had a stepmother, and soon had a stepsister and stepbrother. That so-called home became someone else's home, and she was an outsider living in this house.

Therefore, after being admitted to university, Fu Jun rarely goes home and no longer uses the family's money. She applied for a student loan, worked hard to earn money, and after graduation, she was admitted to the civil service and was lucky enough to become a police officer.

For Fu Jun, this was the most important turning point in her life. If it is said that the only purpose of Fu Jun's life in the past was to leave the cold house and the people in the house. So after working, she finally found her dream and saw hope. Her life, which has always been lackluster, finally has a little brightness and brightness.

However, the light soon faded. With the bullet that pierced the heart, it disappeared completely. When consciousness gradually withdrew from his body, what appeared in Fu Jun's mind was the day he reported in elementary school.

The weather was so nice that day! The sun was shining on people's faces like powder, and the leaves of the old ginkgo tree on campus were all yellow and golden. Even if he was lying on the cold ground in a foreign country at the moment, Fu Jun seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus in the wind at that time.

Before the final darkness came, she knew that her life was not only gloomy and lonely, but also bright and warm. It's a pity that she gave up too early and woke up too late.

She closed her eyes with a faint melancholy, and when she opened them again, she came here, this era called the Great Han Dynasty in a different time and space.

She is also called Fu Jun here, she is the daughter of the third room of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, and her family lives in the capital Jinling. She was in a coma for three whole days because she accidentally fell into the water and contracted a cold, and everyone thought she would never wake up again. Unexpectedly, she miraculously came back to life.

This incident was very sensational at the time, and even the Hou Ye was shocked, so he specially came to visit the youngest granddaughter, and left the words "the house is kind, there will be blessings" when he left, I don't know if it was the evaluation of Fu Jun, or the expectation of her. For a while, the third room became the focus of the house, and many people thought that the third room was going to get up, and the third room was really lively for a while.

However, some things are not destined to change.

Today, two months later, no one will still remember those eight words, and Sanfang is still an inconspicuous store in Pingnanhou's Mansion. Fu Jun, who is the daughter of a three-room concubine, is still embarrassed and talented. In the gorgeous and complicated picture scroll of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, it is just the most inconspicuous foil.

Fu Jun sighed silently and turned over on the bed.

The faint morning light quietly climbed up the window lattice, and through the light red curly grass pattern smoke screen, the thin silk tent embroidered with dragonflies and lotus leaves in the pink of the palace was sifted through the palace, and penetrated into Fu Jun's eyes. It was a halo of light that had lost its original color. She stretched out her hand in the halo, looked at the round, fat, and four small meat pits that were particularly obvious for a long time, and sighed again.