Two days later, the queen issued an edict that all divisions and halls needed to transfer manpower to the Xuande Hall to assist in the juju competition. Si Shanggong got a hint from above, and temporarily sent Zhang Molan to work in the Sibin Division of Shangyi Bureau, and after the game was over, he would make other transfers. When Moran arrived at Sibins, he learned that the palace people she usually sent from other palaces were only responsible for the messy work, whether it was cleaning the tent utensils, or cleaning the pillars, tables and chairs, or arranging flowers and hanging paintings, or leaving them at the disposal of others.

She was the only one who was arranged to serve in the palace in front of the palace.

The tea, wine, fruits, honey-fried vegetables and vegetables, fragrant medicine and bathing water, Confucian towels, shoes and socks used by the officials are all served by special personnel. She didn't dare to advocate without permission, and always listened to the dispatch of Si Binsi's Shanggong Niangniang in everything. When I returned to my accommodation at the end of the day, I was already physically and mentally exhausted. Lang Yue became a concubine and moved out of Renming Palace. Zifei is focused on Liu Congguang again, and the two of them are in a mess every day, without anything. Moran was much cleaner, but he also felt lonely.

After dinner, I was about to go back to my room to rest, and found someone waiting under the porch, the light was quite dim, and I couldn't see clearly for a while. Her face was full of wrinkles, and she laughed like she was crying.

Moran was puzzled, "Aunt Qing, what's the matter with me?" The mother-in-law named Aunt Qing didn't explain, carrying a square sheep's horn palace lamp, and said coldly: "You go with me." ”

Mo Lan first thought that Shang Gong had something to call her to pass the word, but he didn't dare to delay. It wasn't until he left his residence and turned a few corridors to the west outside the Renming Hall that he couldn't help asking, "Aunt Qing, where are you taking me?" ”

Aunt Qing still didn't speak.

Mo Lan is not familiar with her, except for the first day she came to Renming Hall to talk to her, even if she respectfully calls "Aunt Qing" when she sees her on weekdays, she does not look at people seriously. On weekdays, she always looks nervous, except for Qi'er occasionally reprimanding her a few words, almost no one wants to deal with her, and she doesn't care much, she still does her own thing.

When I arrived at a palace gate, I saw two palace lamps hanging under the eaves of the corridor, reflecting the three big characters on the plaque with a gold and black background - Hualuotang. Without waiting for Mo Lan to ask, Aunt Qing had already carried the lantern in, and it was pitch black inside, and there was no light in sight.

Mo Lan hesitated, and Aunt Qing called in a low voice, "Mo Lan, don't be afraid, follow me." Her voice was gentle and loving, and Moran's mind moved, and he involuntarily followed her involuntarily.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the yard is overgrown with grass and trees, insects and chickens are chirping, and there is a strange sound of snoring from nowhere, which is terrifying. Moran firmly believes that there is righteousness in heaven and earth, so he is not timid.

After walking along the stone path for half an hour, I saw several small houses in turn. There was a faint candlelight in the room, and the sound of a wooden fish faintly came out, revealing generosity, compassion, vulgarity, and no resentment, which made people feel peaceful. Moran had never been here, and he didn't want such a dilapidated place in the palace.

Aunt Qing pushed open a wooden door, creaked, and said to Mo Lan: "Lady, please come in." ”

The hut is about 20 steps around, only a window, a cabinet and a bed, there is a Buddhist shrine on the wall, and the nuns in blue and black monk's clothes kneel in front of the Buddha, knocking on the wooden fish, counting the prayer beads, and chanting words in their mouths.

Aunt Qing respectfully performed the blessing ceremony, and said in a soft tone: "Niangniang, she is here." At the same time, he said to Mo Lan: "Hurry up and salute the concubine." ”

Before Mo Lan could bow down, the woman in the monk's uniform had stopped her movements, opened her eyes and said solemnly, "Excuse me." Concubine Li turned around and saw that her face was withered, her eyes were like fish and wood beads, her teeth were all gone, and her jaws were sunken.

Thinking that she and the Queen Mother should be the same age, but their appearance is very different.

She stretched out her hand to hold Mo Lan, two lines of turbid tears flowed from her eyes, "I heard Xiaoqing talk about you earlier, I'm very happy that you can come today." Claustrophobic in this cold palace every day, I haven't seen anyone other than Hualuotang in eight or nine years. It was supposed to be dead, but this old bone still wanted to go out and have a look. Fortunately, the legs and feet are still convenient, unlike these teeth, and I couldn't chew anything three years ago. ”