Zhuangzi is not like the palace that pays attention to rules and etiquette, and the kitchen will not prepare properly and thoroughly, so Zhiwei personally rolled up her sleeves and boiled a pot of ginger tea, and asked Xiaoling to send it to the two nobles.

Xiaoling went happily, and buried her: "Look at your gray face, why don't you hurry back and change your clothes?" If the emperor sees something unpleasant, don't pull me when you are punished! ”

Zhi Wei shook her head helplessly, she couldn't imagine that the kitchen on Zhuangzi was so dirty, and the dust accumulated near the stove was not known to be several layers thick. She just made a fire and boiled some soup, and she was able to make herself look like a little cat!

"No wonder, Your Majesty didn't use food last time he came back, daring has always been like this, and the kitchen doesn't need to worry about offering ugliness, so he is more and more unconcerned about taking care of it."

She was taking off her apron, when suddenly two young men who looked like guards came in, one of them was five big and three thick and asked, "Girl, can we have two bowls of ginger soup for you?" Just now, this brother accidentally got caught in the rain, but he was afraid of the cold. ”

Zhi Wei nodded without thinking, and scooped the rest of the pot to the people who came, but each person was only given a small bowl.

She looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, I didn't cook too much, why don't you wait, I'll cook some more?" ”

The one with wet marks on his clothes and a more delicate face said, "Don't bother, that's enough." ”

The man who asked him earlier pushed both bowls directly in front of him: "It's all for you." Lao Tzu is strong and healthy, and he hasn't rained, so he doesn't need to drink this thing. ”

Zhi Wei suddenly felt that the person who was drenched in the rain was a little familiar, and it seemed that he was the one who had just been called over and asked them to come back. Moreover, she vaguely felt that she seemed to have seen this person in Qiande Palace.

Just when she couldn't help but look at the man more, the other party was also secretly looking at her.

When their eyes met, both of them were stunned.

Zhi Wei was slightly embarrassed in her heart, but her face was generous: "This guard brother is a little familiar, he must be serving in front of the palace, right?" ”

Wang Jing smiled and nodded, and an unlikely thought suddenly passed through his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Zhi Wei bit her lip, and sure enough, she asked another question.

"I don't know, in the past few days, Sister Yuxue and Yuling are still in Qiande Palace? Are they alright? ”

Wang Jing's tense heartstrings loosened, and he completely let go of his previous suspicions, but secretly sighed for his friend.

"Good. Everyone in the Qiande Palace is fine, but it's just ......"

He looked behind him and stopped, and stopped.

The five-year-old man next to him pursed his lips and muttered, "What is there to be afraid of people saying about the things that the whole palace knows", but he also lowered his voice, and looked at the good-looking girl with an unknown surname in the kitchen with a smile, and in a mysterious tone, briefly informed the other party of the biggest gossip in the palace in recent times.

Zhi Wei was really taken aback, but her reaction was not as big as the speaker imagined, and the latter couldn't help but be a little disappointed, so she tried her best to tell some thrilling and beautiful stories to coax the girl.

Seeing this, Wang Jing hurriedly dragged the person away with coaxing, for fear that this mouth would say something that should not be said. It was not easy for him to get Yuan Chengtai's kid away, if he planted another fool in it, wouldn't he have to pay for a meal of wine again?

In the end, the emperor and the king of Xin did not stay in Zhuangzi, but rushed back to the city while the rain stopped.

Xiaoling was very disappointed and was so depressed that she didn't eat a few bites of dinner. The next day, however, she was in good spirits and ran to show off to the others the reward she had received from King Shin the previous day.

Strangely, what Zhi Wei feared did not happen.

What King Shin said to the Emperor when he saw her yesterday did not seem to have spread, because no one pointed a finger at her behind her back or looked at her strangely.

Everyone was talking about the kind-hearted and smiling King Shin, who was said to have not yet married the princess, especially the girls, all of whom were red-faced, as if they had a chance for a sparrow to fly up the branches.

And among these people, Xiao Ling, who was allowed to serve King Xin for most of the hour, naturally became the focus of attention of the crowd.

Zhi Wei wondered for a long time and figured it out, Xiao Ling didn't say it, most likely because she didn't want to distract herself.

She shook her head and laughed in her heart, but she didn't say anything, to strike at the beautiful fantasy in the country girl's heart. Anyway, time is the best weapon to make people sober.

When the nobles don't come, the Huangzhuang is as pure and pleasant as a paradise.

Of course, as long as there are people, intrigue is inevitable, but in Zhiwei's opinion, the so-called "intrigue and intrigue" of Xiaoling's group of girls are so innocent and cute that she can't give birth to the slightest idea of confrontation. It's not so much a fight as a blatant cliché and a spying.

Zhi Wei sat upright, not caring about those rumors, over time, most of the girls didn't believe those things, and flocked to her to ask this and that.

Only Xiaoling, Xu heard the words of King Xin, and he had some ignorance in his heart, and his attitude towards her was gradually not as good as before.

These locally hired girls are not as good as Zhiwei, but there is one benefit that Zhiwei can't look forward to.

That is, every month they take turns to take a day off and go home to see their parents.

On the third day after the emperor's departure, it was Hongying's turn to take a vacation.

Before going back, she pestered Zhiwei and practiced hard for several days, and finally copied a small poem that could barely be called upright on the paper, and happily went home to visit relatives.

When she came back the next night, Hongying's face was three points more rosy than usual, and she came to Zhiwei to whisper again.

Sure enough, the first sentence was: "I gave that poem to Mr. Jia." ”

Zhiwei tried to make herself appear calmer, as if it was not too much for the girl's family to take the initiative to send poems to men. Although she had expected it, she specially chose a very subtle Wangjing lyric poem, and the "love" she expressed was only homesickness......

Hongying blushed and said, "Mr. praised me for my good handwriting, and asked me who taught me, and I told you about it." Mr. also praised you, what do you say, it's a pity to let a girl like you farm. If he is born as a boy, his achievements in the imperial examination must be better than him. ”

Hearing the word imperial examination, Zhi Wei's heart moved, and she changed the topic casually, and told Hongying about the words of the fallen scholar in her memory.

In the end, she sighed: "It's a pity that I only read the first half of this book in the palace, but I didn't have a chance to see the second half." I don't know if there is a bookstore in the capital that sells it, and I can't get out......"

Hongying immediately took the initiative to ask: "Although Mr. Jia has bad legs, he always has to go into the city two or three times a month to buy books." He was a lover of books, and his whole house was full of books. If you want to read the script, I will ask the sister who will return in a few days to help me carry a letter, and let Mr. Jia find it for you. ”

Zhi Wei reported the name of the book in a good manner.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the words were sent to Zhuangzi, and the efficiency was so high that even Hongying was a little unbelievable.

Hongying looked at Zhi Wei thinking about the book cover, and couldn't help but be a little jealous, two different feelings and reason kept pulling in her heart, and finally she had a "showdown" with Zhi Wei with red eyes.

"I know, I'm not as good-looking as you, and I don't know as much as you do, but you haven't seen anyone else, how can he-"

Zhiwei was taken aback by her reaction, and couldn't cry or laugh when she realized it.

She deliberately straightened her face and said, "But, didn't you say a few days ago that you think that Mr. Jia is very suitable for me, and you want to introduce him to me?" ”

Hong Ying snorted and defended: "Then didn't you agree?" Why did you regret it after only a few days? ”

Zhi Wei smiled: "You can regret it, why can't I regret it?" That's fair, isn't it? ”

Seeing that she was smiling narrowly, and her tone was completely different from just now, Hongying knew that she had been tricked.

She was annoyed and angry, and pinched the soft flesh on Zhiwei's waist: "Okay, I usually look silent, but it turns out that I am also a narrow ghost!" ”

The two laughed for a while, and Zhiwei's mind returned to the book.

Hongying's heart is about the author herself, and she has no time to care about it, but she can see it clearly.

The ink marks on the book are not new, and although neat, they are not engraved, but copied by hand. Combined with the speed of delivering books, Zhi Wei can basically conclude that if Mr. Jia is not the author of the book, he must be a strange person, not only likes to buy and read books, but also likes to copy books.

After preliminarily confirming the conjecture in her heart, Zhi Wei asked about many things before and after Mr. Jia came to Hongying Village. In order to avoid Hongying's misunderstanding, she half-truthfully told her brother's misfortune.

Hongying really listened to it, and scolded the bandits who should kill a thousand knives with righteous indignation.

Sure enough, according to Mr. Jia, he accidentally encountered bandits on the way to the exam, fell off a cliff, and broke one of his legs. Although he was later treated by a doctor in time, he could not recover as before, and he fell into a slight lame leg.

"These mountain bandits are really hateful! It is said in the play that those green forest thieves are all heroes who rob the rich and help the poor, but in fact, they only recognize money, where do they care about the life and death of others! I don't know how many lives these people have on their backs, hmph, if they are caught by the government, it will not be good to sentence them to a decisive decision, it is better to be Ling Chi or something, so that it can be regarded as a report and a report! ”

Zhi Wei thought in her heart, after so long, she didn't know if Jingzhao Mansion had arrested the robbers who killed her brother. If you want to count on the government, it is better to expect these bandits to eat black and suffer retribution!

Hongying said indignantly: "There are still too many wicked people in this world. Some people look like dogs on their faces, but their hearts are worse than anyone else's! Are the mountain bandits so bad that they are so bad, those people...... Hum! When Mr. Jia was in trouble, he went to find a classmate of him to take refuge, but he didn't expect that the person didn't remember the old feelings at all, so he asked the servants to drive Mr. Jia out, not because he felt that he had become an official, and looked down on Mr. Jia......

Zhi Wei hurriedly asked: "Being an official?" Do you know what is the man's name? ”

Hongying shook her head: "Mr. refuses to say." Many people don't know these things, but I used to be ignorant and always liked to pester him, and he only mentioned it to me once. When I asked him again, he wouldn't mention it again. ”

On the same day, the palace gave a lot of moon cakes to eat, although they were all distributed to the palace people with rough workmanship apprentices, but the materials were not bad, so that everyone who worked hard in the palace village ate very happily.

For Zhi Wei and others, the Mid-Autumn Festival of Chengqian's three years passed so plainly, but the palace was not the same thing at all.