7. Sisterhood is deep
The New Year is full of joy, and the snow is still cold to the bone. As soon as she came out of the Penglai Palace, Pei Zhenwan tightened the azure placket on her body, the winter clothes of the maids of the Wei Mansion were not warmer than the usual clothes, and she exhaled a ball of white gas in her mouth softly, and walked towards the palace gate.
But Wan Xiuyun beside him, but he couldn't feel the slightest chill at the moment, only his face was full of red light, his joy floated on his eyebrows, and a pair of jade hands were clutched on his chest, just afraid that after a while, he would even jump up when he walked.
"What are you so happy about?" Pei Zhenwan took a few steps, and finally couldn't help interrupting her snickering.
Wan Xiuyun glanced sideways, and a pair of beautiful eyes revealed brilliance: "The noble concubine appreciates us, and she will have the opportunity to serve the emperor in the future. Why not rejoice? β
Pei Zhenwan shook her head: "If the concubine really appreciates it, there are ways to raise your identity, and it is also possible to directly recommend you as a maid, but now it is just a palace maid, so it can be seen that there is no complete trust." β
"It's also good to be a palace maid." Wan Xiuyun's delicate face showed firmness, and a pink rose on her sideburns made her face more and more pink, "Although I am a light businessman in Chen Guo, my father's family business has also been accumulated bit by bit, from a low place, as long as there is an opportunity, there is nothing bad." β
Pei Zhenwan had to keep silent, everyone has their own fate, Wan Xiuyun also has her own destiny, why should she persuade a stranger.
If so, he followed the eunuch to the Zhaohuatang at the Anle Gate, and someone sent some lunch to use. Although the diet in the palace is better than that of the people, and it is the New Year, the diet used by the low-class palace people is still a little simpler, but there are two dishes and one soup, and the New Year's cake is a little crispy.
The scene of the two eating was completely different, Pei Zhenwan was thoughtful and absent-minded, Wan Xiuyun was overjoyed, as if she had tasted the delicacies in the palace.
When he was entering the soup, the voice of the guard stationed outside the hall came: "Yo, isn't this Sister Luo, under the New Year, my sister is not in the Shangyi Bureau to gather around, why did you run to our Anle Gate." β
A crisp female voice sounded outside the door: "Shao Grease Mouth, Nuo, for the New Year, you can buy two pots of wine for this string of copper plates, and it will be warmer to drink after work." β
The guard was naturally happy, and picked a cotton felt to welcome him into the hall, Pei Wan and the others had already stood up, and the guard said, "This is Luo Zhangbin of the Shangyi Bureau." β
After hurriedly greeting the courtesy, Luo Zhangbin didn't say much, "I just picked up a bracelet outside the palace of the noble concubine, and it looks like it's not in the palace, which of you goes to see it, I'm afraid it's Mrs. Guohou." β
Wan Xiuyun had never lived in the Marquis of Maoguo's Mansion, and she was afraid of the cold, so she replied softly: "Sister Pei is the most familiar. β
Luo Zhangbin glanced at it lightly, turned around and said casually: "Then go with me." β
Pei Zhenwan got up and followed quietly all the way. It is not far from Anle Gate to the palace room of the Sixth Bureau, but it is not far from the palace road, and then there is a garden. Luo Zhangbin did not lead her into the sixth inning, but stopped in front of a house on the east side of the garden.
"There are many people in the sixth bureau during the New Year's time, so you can wait here, and I will send someone to take the bracelet to identify with you." With that, he pushed open the door of the house.
Pei Zhenwan thanked him and entered, and when he turned around, Luo Zhangbin had already left, so he didn't say much, and walked a few steps inside to wait. The layout of this house is only two rooms, and the outside is thought to be used by people in the garden to hide from the rain, and the furnishings are very simple. The door of the house was hidden in the inner room, and when it was gently pushed open, there were many wooden frames, scattered with some tools for repairing the garden, and nothing else.
Re-closed, Pei Zhenwan walked a few steps outside and waited, and saw a booklet on the small shelf next to the wall, and opened the record of garden wood pruning, so she would pass the time.
After a tea time, suddenly a sharp cold wind hit behind him, and when he dodged sideways, it was the palm of one hand that poked out from the side of his body, and when he was attached to avoid it, the palm wind on the other side had already hit. Pei Zhenwan decisively threw the booklet back to the wooden shelf, turned around to meet the enemy, but saw that the person who attacked was a woman in a purple-clothed palace, who made a very orderly move, and her palm was close to the door, although she was not a master of martial arts, she had also practiced solidly for several years.
The two fought and turned their skirts, the woman in purple shot hard and boldly, pressing step by step, Pei Zhenwan was agile and easy, although she was on defense, she was resolute, and she dissipated the offensive of the woman in purple, and soon turned the tide of the battle, controlled the woman's moves, and she could no longer get close to her.
The woman in purple did not entangle, and after dozens of moves, she found an opportunity to jump back, standing and withdrawing, Pei Zhenwan did not pursue, her fists were lightly clenched, and she stared at the other party lightly.
"Sure enough, it's you." The woman in purple spoke up, her voice was cold and detached, but there was a trace of sadness in her expression.
Pei Zhenwan had a smile on her face, and she lowered her fist: "Senior sister, it's me." β
"Five years ago, what I heard was that no one survived the Yang family. When I saw you today, I couldn't believe it for a while. The purple-clothed woman's voice suddenly softened, and a faint hope ignited on her cold face.
"That's why Senior Sister tried it, I understand."
"Ashu!" The woman in purple stepped forward, took Pei Zhenwan's hand, and cried with joy, "It's really you, I never thought that you and I would see each other again." You were only eleven years old when I left the Yang Mansion, and now you are taller than me, and I almost don't recognize you. β
"Senior sister and I have been separated for almost eight years." Pei Zhenwan's face, which had always been indifferent, also swelled with a layer of sentimentality, and gently hugged the senior sister in front of her, "Goodbye senior sister, you are already Cheng Sile of Chen Palace." β
After some sentimentality of the old people's meeting, the woman who was called Senior Sister asked eagerly: "By the way, Ashu, why did you come to Chen Kingdom, and why did you come out of Penglai Hall today?" β
"Senior sister, there is no Yang Jingshu in the world, my current name is Pei Zhenwan, and in a few days, I will be the palace maid serving in Penglai Palace." Seeing that the senior sister was stunned, Pei Zhenwan smiled bitterly, "Will the senior sister report me?" β
The woman in purple immediately put away her surprised application, but there was a trace of annoyance: "Don't talk about the relationship between you and me in the past few years, just talk about this kind of thing that makes people hurt people behind it, and I Cheng Zhilan can't do it until I die." β
Pei Zhenwan took her hand and held it, "I naturally believe in Senior Sister, Fang is not good for me, Senior Sister should not be angry." β
Cheng Zhilan had compassion on her face: "After that difficulty, you must have suffered a lot, I understand that it is good to be more vigilant in everything." The Yang family, but there are others? β
"It's just me and Yi'er," Pei Zhenwan said softly, "Yi'er, it's my brother's child." β
A trace of bitterness flashed on Cheng Zhilan's face, "Well, I know." It's the child I had after I left, and it's a good thing that Brother Qi can have a queen. It's just that Ashu, you came to Chen Guo, how can you rest assured about that child? β
"Fortunately, Yi'er was at his sister-in-law's mother's house at the time, so he didn't suffer a catastrophe, and he has been living there for a few years.
"What happened back then, so suddenly, how could Fengcheng be broken, and how could the defeated army re-attack, causing Cao Gang to raise troops and wipe it out."
Pei Zhenwan's face was painful, and she said in a dumb voice: "Senior sister, I am in a hurry today, and I will tell you slowly in the future." What I want to do now in Chen has my own measure, senior sister can't worry, don't be implicated for me. β
Cheng Zhilan's eyes couldn't help but light up, "You want to use the hand of the harem concubine to bring down Cao Gang?" Cao Gang is the uncle of the concubine, how could she make a move, even with the help of palace means, she has to choose the queen. β
"Neither the queen nor the concubine is the first choice. Cao Gang's evil deeds can be repaid by not only his life. β
"Ashu!" Cheng Zhilan wanted to clear the customs, but she couldn't help but whisper, "Your goal is Your Majesty, and you want to take revenge with your own hands?" This is too dangerous, since ancient times, the king's temperament has been uncertain, not to mention that Emperor Chen is the master of killing? This plan is not feasible, Ashu, listen to me, and don't take risks alone. β
Pei Zhenwan gently brushed away her hand, took a step back, and a free smile appeared on her face, "With my own strength, this plan is the best, the dance skills that my mother taught my senior sister, my senior sister has not forgotten, and Ah Shu has not forgotten." Suddenly, Pei Zhenwan stepped forward with a smile and whispered in Cheng Zhilan's ear, "There is a charming autumn girl in the Yujin Pavilion of Nanshu, who is famous in Shudu and has excellent dancing skills. β
Cheng Zhilan couldn't help but be surprised, "It's you, I heard of Mei Qiu's name earlier, but it turned out to be you!" You were the most disdainful geisha ......"
Before he finished speaking, there was already a soft pear on his lips: "I have lived like this in Nanshu for a few years, and now I can't talk about the past, senior sister just wait to watch quietly." β
Cheng Zhilan frowned lightly, and finally sighed: "That's it, just one sentence, as long as it is not harmful to the country, if you have anything you want me to help you, you must let me know." β
Pei Zhenwan smiled comfortably: "Yes, I will be a little palace maid in the future, you are the Lord of the Sixth Rank Si Le, and the adults should raise their noble hands." β
Cheng Zhilan's tense face couldn't help but relax, she was only twenty-three years old, but she had been practicing in the deep palace for a long time, and she had long been accustomed to showing people with a cold face. At this moment, a rare smile stepped forward and smoothed Pei Zhenwan's folded shoulders with martial arts, "The harem is complicated, Ah Wan be careful." β
The two smiled meaningfully, and they were in a hurry to separate. If there is a stay, I am afraid that some people will be suspicious, Pei Zhenwan took the cloisonnΓ© begonia rich gold bracelet, wrapped it in silk silk and hurried back to Anle Gate to wait.
Looking at the back of Pei Zhenwan leaving in a hurry, Cheng Zhilan's expression was still as cold as ice, looking up at the slightly dazzling winter day, and couldn't help but feel a little sad: "People who want to leave the palace can't go out, and people who shouldn't enter the palace have to come in again, Brother Shen, we have to wait for a few more years." β