Chapter Seventy-Six: Entering the Palace
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"Kuaidao Liu" sat paralyzed on the chair, all these years he just wanted to lean on the big tree to enjoy the shade, relying on his friendship with Jin Ying to enter the palace to be a eunuch to do the work of purification, and earned a lot of silver. But now, when he heard Yan Yong say this, he accidentally disappeared into the whirlpool of their power struggle.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The subordinate was holding the tea that had just been changed from the outside, and saw that the face of "Kuaidao Liu" was extremely ugly, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and the subordinate stepped forward to support "Kuaidao Liu", and "Kuaidao Liu" waved his hand and said softly: "It's okay." Then he said, "Go, help me go to Qingyu." The subordinate carefully helped the "Quick Knife Liu" and walked outside.
"Let's go down." When he came to the door of Qingyu's house, "Quick Knife Liu" opened the subordinates, stood outside the door and sorted out the messy thoughts, and tidied up the clothes with his hands.
Softly pushed the door in, Qingyu was already asleep in bed, "Kuaidao Liu" sat on the side, looking at Qingyu quietly with kind eyes, secretly thinking that if his son did not die early, it would be almost as big as Qingyu, just now I heard Yan Yong say that he was going to send him to the "Siyuan Bureau", and when he heard Yan Yong say that he was going to send him to the "Siyuan Bureau", a wave of anger rose in his chest, and the meticulous care for Qingyu during this time was mostly due to the natural "heart of protecting the child".
Qingyu in his sleep vaguely felt that someone was staring at him next to the bed, like an old man? Like a father? Questions kept popping up in Qingyu's mind, and Qingyu sat up from his sleep and subconsciously looked at the bedside.
"Uncle Liu, what's wrong with you sitting here?" Qingyu asked suspiciously, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, "Quick Dao Liu" said: "When I came in, I didn't wake you up when I saw you resting, I never thought that if Liu disturbed you when you woke up so quickly." Qingyu said: "No, I woke up by myself." ”
"Someone came to the palace just now, saying that you will enter the palace tomorrow." "Quick Knife Liu" told Qingyu about entering the palace tomorrow, maybe he had just woken up, Qingyu didn't react much, but asked casually: "Uncle Liu, which yamen in the palace was I sent to?" "Quick Knife Liu" said with some loss: "Siyuan Bureau." Qingyu said: "I have only heard about the book before, and I have read the master of ceremonies, the imperial horse supervisor or something, what does the 'Siyuan Bureau' do?" "Quick Dao Liu" said: "It is in charge of the supply of vegetables, fruits, flowers and planting in various places in the palace. ”
Qingyu said: "It sounds good, things are not very cumbersome. "Quick Knife Liu" glanced at Qingyu's unhappy, unangry, and desireless expression, which was a little unexpected, and "Quick Knife Liu" asked cautiously: "Qingyu, will you be a little disappointed?" ”
Qingyu showed a long-lost smile and said: "It's a great luck that I can have a place to live, what else is there to be disappointed." Those who achieve great things do not achieve great things overnight, they have to go through all kinds of trials and tribulations, and I am lucky in comparison. After listening to Qingyu's words, "Kuaidao Liu" couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart. This son's determination is far stronger than ordinary people, and he will not be surprised by the opportunity to do so, and he will definitely be able to achieve great things in time.
"Quick Dao Liu" now looks back and thinks that Yan Yong's words may not be unreasonable, and the necessary tribulation seems to be inevitable if the jade is not cut and cannot be made. "It's not early in Qingyu, you rest early, someone will come to pick you up early in the morning. Sleep well tonight, don't do anything, don't think about anything, just lie in bed and sleep, you know? "Quick knife Liu" told Qingyu with concern.
Qingyu said: "Thank you Uncle Liu for your concern. Qingyu sent "Kuaidao Liu" outside the house, closed the door, blew out the burning candle on the table, and lay on the bed.
As soon as he lay on the bed, Qingyu tried to close and wanted to fall asleep, but he tried hard to sleep but couldn't sleep, he simply looked out the window with big eyes, although it was winter, the moon hanging high in the sky was a little more cunning than in summer, thinking about nothing, looking at the moon hanging high in the air and fantasizing about whether there was a brilliant moon palace, whether there was a unique beauty Chang'e living in it, and whether there was a big stupid rabbit jumping around next to it, Qingyu suddenly sneered, feeling a little stupid.
Qingyu then thought of his life about to enter the palace, he knew very well that the palace was not as beautiful as people said, when he was a child, he read and mixed in the book with a few words mentioned that the palace is the center of power, people are greedy and insufficient, and any means can be used for power, the palace is actually a very dangerous place, but it is just so wonderful that it is falsely told by ignorant people.
"Hey......" Qingyu sighed, entering the palace is just a last resort, if you don't enter the palace, where can you go, the world is big and my home, which light is for me, which road is my way back. I don't want to die like this, and I even have some fear of death in my heart, and ants are still stealing life, let alone people.
After thinking about it so much, my brain hurts a little, but fortunately I don't think about it. The boat was naturally straight to the bridge, and Qingyu turned over and fell asleep.
Yan Yong came back from "Kuaidao Liu" and did not enter the palace, but came directly to Jin Ying's house in Zhengyangmen, waited for a long time, did not see Jin Ying's figure, drank a pot of tea, and drank a pot after a pot, burping the Adam's apple, and the water in it smelled of tea. Sitting on the chair, he stretched his neck to look at the face, but there was still no movement, so he leaned back on the soft couch and changed to a more comfortable position and fell asleep.
"Master, you're back, Lord Yan has been waiting for you inside for a long time." The housekeeper said to Jin Ying, who came back from the palace, and Jin Ying listened and asked, "Where are the people?" The butler lit up the lantern in front of him and said softly, "I'm still sitting in the living room." "Let's go, take me to the living room." Jin Ying was originally going back to the study, but when she saw that Yanyong was still there, she turned to the living room instead.
"Hey, why did Master Yan fall asleep, just now he was still sitting here and let the little one give him a pot of water and fell asleep in a blink of an eye, I'll wake him up." The housekeeper said, "Don't disturb him, let him sleep for a while must be too sleepy, you go to the study and then my cloak will be brought and covered for him, don't freeze in the cold." Jin Ying said to his subordinates, "Yes, sir." The butler carried the lantern to the study to get the cloak.
Jin Yingzuo went to Yan Yong's side, picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, picked up the tea bowl and blew lightly, drank a little, put the teacup on the table, glanced at Yan Yong, and laughed for some reason.
"Sir, the cloak is here." The butler who went and returned was holding a cloak in his hand, followed by two subordinates, one carrying hot water, and the other carrying charcoal in a brazier.
"Alright, let's put everything down here." The housekeeper whispered to the people behind him, the housekeeper carefully moved the brazier in front of Jin Ying, used a stick to stir the fire, and then took a hollow lid out of nowhere to cover the brazier, and then the housekeeper tested the water temperature in the basin, and when the water temperature was just right, he brought the basin to Jin Ying and said, "Master, come and wipe your face." After speaking, he handed Jin Ying the wet wipes soaked in hot water.