Shang Gong's classics, Shang Gong, was low-key, and he did not criticize Mo Lan, and after a few words, he ordered Qi'er to take her back to her residence. Qi'er has been on duty in Renming Hall for many years, and often has guilty maids who have been demoted here, and most of them have been punished after the crime is implemented, and Ding 023 can clear the evidence of the crime and return to his original position. Therefore, he had no good impression of Moran, and he was a slave who committed a crime in front of the emperor, and he was temporarily on duty in Renming Hall and waited for Shang Zhengju to announce the verdict.

As a female official, Moran was assigned a separate room, and the furnishings in the room were shabby, Moran didn't care, cleaned it slightly, and lived peacefully. At night, Moran lay on the bed, and vaguely heard the sound of moaning or crying outside the window, like a wolf crying and a ghost screaming terrifyingly, which frightened her into fear, and she fell asleep in a trance at dawn.

The sky was bright, and a palace maid came to lead her to the kitchen for breakfast. The palace maid who led the way was abnormally fat, but her smile was extremely simple and clean, and she smiled: "Lady Moran slept well last night?" ”

Moran was not in good spirits, so he only hummed. The fat palace maid smiled weirdly, her eyes showed cunning, and she lowered her voice and said: "I heard the old palace people of the Si Ji Division say that the first emperor used to love to stay in the remote pavilion of Renming Hall to read and learn calligraphy, and it is said that the female official who served at that time was gentle and beautiful, and she was very able to win the heart of the king, and she was also lucky!" ”

Mo Lan didn't believe it in his heart, there were legends of this or that in the palace from time to time, and he couldn't do it, but he said: "What happened to the female official?" Did you seal the concubine? ”

"Dead!"

The fat palace maid sighed and pointed to the beam, "Bai Ling is tied there!" As he spoke, his eyes widened, and the whites of his eyes bulged out in a terrible way, and his left hand was below the huge breast, "When he died, his tongue stretched out so long, and his eyes were so big!" Moran remembered the howl he heard at night, and he could barely control himself, clenching his teeth and crunching.

"Don't listen to nonsense!" Outside the window, there was the voice of a warbler, like a spring breeze blowing through the bead curtain, crisp and smart.

In a blink of an eye, she picked up the curtain and came in, the woman was wearing an emerald green skirt, the skirt was fine, and a jade ring was pressed on the streamer, she smiled: "Zifei, you are playing tricks again!" He smiled at Mo Lan again: "My surname is also Zhang, you can call me to get the moon." Don't listen to Zifei's nonsense, she has read a few wild books in the library and likes to make up stories to make people scared. There used to be some messy things here, but a few days ago I said that you were coming, but there was no place over there, so I picked them up for you to live in. The violent room is only separated from this by a sandwich road, and the palace people will inevitably moan and cry when they are punished, but there is no need to be afraid, if there is anything, just shout out the window, and we will stay in the room opposite you. ”

Lang Yue speaks pleasantly and beautifully, which makes people feel good.

Mo Lan asked: "The moon lady is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" When she mentioned her hometown, her eyes turned red, and Zifei said: "She has been in the palace for more than a year, and she is still very sentimental when she talks about her family. ”

Mo Lan patted the back of the moon and said softly: "The fox dies and returns to Shouqiu, and the hometown is unforgettable." It's just that sadness is not helpful to the body, and the lady should cherish it more. I lived on the shore of Hangzhou West Lake on Liangzhejiang Road when I was a child, and if I was at home at this time, it was time to buy New Year's goods with my mother. ”

When Lang Yue heard this, she became more and more unable to control herself, clasped Mo Lan's hand, and said in the soft language of Wu Nong, a local dialect of Hangzhou: "Sister, my family lives in the area of Niu Yang Si Lane, and my father always goes to the West Lake to buy a lot of snacks during the New Year's season. In the Spring Festival, there are Wushan butter cakes and spring rolls, in Qingming there are Ai Qing dumplings, during the Dragon Boat Festival, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, in Chongyang, there are crab meat dumplings, mint cakes, West Lake lotus root noodles, ......"

As he spoke, his words were choked and he almost wanted to cry.