Chapter 48: The Gardener

Wen Qingwu looked up at Ruji.

Liuji approached, leaned over to Wen Qingwu's ear, and said, "The slave maid heard the maids of the Qi Palace's mansion talk about it, saying that Concubine Shu was originally a woman in the Qinglou of Luoyang. When the king of Qin went to Luoyang, he met her, ransomed her, and took her as a concubine. Later, the king of Qin raised the matter, and the matter was completed and he became the lord of the inner house. and named her a concubine. ”

Qinglou woman.

Wen Qingwu thought of many possibilities, but she didn't expect that Concubine Mei Shu would be a woman in the Qinglou.

Then this Concubine Mei Shu, and Concubine Yang Shufei in her previous life, except for the same name, there is nothing in common.

In terms of life experience, Concubine Yang Shu was born in the famous Hongnong Yang family, and she was also a princess of the former Sui royal family. Needless to say, the status is noble. Concubine Mei Shufei is a woman in the Qinglou; In terms of heirs, Yang Shufei gave birth to the third son of the emperor, Wu Wang Li Ke and the sixth son of the emperor, Liang Wang Li Su, but Mei Shufei gave birth to the thirteenth son of the emperor, Zhao Wang Li Fu, and the sixth son of the emperor, Liang Wang Li Ying.

Seeing Wen Qingwu fall into deep thought, Liuji retreated.

The title of the king and the order of the prince's eldest and youngest seem to be roughly the same at present.

"Talented." Liu Ye walked in with a basket of flowers. interrupted Wen Qingwu's thoughts.

Wen Qingwu looked at Liu Ye.

Liu Ye stood at the curtain of the door, did not walk in, looked at Wen Qingwu, and his voice was a little small: "That gardener is here again." ”

Gardener? Soon, Wen Qingwu reacted to who Liu Ye was talking about. She got up from the couch and walked to the window.

The roses are already half-blooming. Last night, the wind blew a little, and the withered petals fell on the soil, spreading a layer of red in the early morning.

A gardener in a blue robe leans down over the soil.

Ruyoshi and Liu Ye followed Wen Qingwu to stand beside him. I craned my neck and looked at it for a while, and found that it was no different. Liu Ye turned around and jumped out of the door with a basket of flowers.

After a few moments, the gardener stood up, still holding a small shovel in his hand. Turning his head, he looked straight at Wen Qingwu.

Wen Qingwu met his gaze, unwavering, calm like a lake in the early morning, without a trace of ripples.

Unlike the last two times of calm and indifference, the gardener looked at Wen Qingwu and suddenly frowned. Then he lowered his head, not knowing what to think.

After a moment, he shook the small mud shovel in his hand, lowered his body and continued to turn over.

A thought flickered through Wen Qingwu's mind, and her face was hot. The clenched fists quickly subsided.

No, she must have thought too much,

Ruyoshi withdrew his gaze from the gardener and glanced at Wen Qingwu.

There seem to be too many secrets in him. And he has an intuition that these secrets are very different from the secrets that ordinary palace concubines have.

Ruyoshi turned his head and lowered his eyebrows, even though he didn't know anything, he still didn't ask anything.

It's not like an ordinary palace concubine, he already knows it, doesn't he? Then the secret must be different. It was the luck of their slaves to meet an unusual and loyal master.

Wen Qingwu quietly looked at the hard-working gardener.

The gardener finished the flowers and picked up a large basket in the corner. Carried into the Dafu Palace.

Only then did Wen Qingwu see clearly that the basket he was carrying in his hand was full of carmine rose petals.

The gardener carried the basket, walked to the door of the first room near the door of the Dafu Palace, and said something to the maid who came out, and the maid walked in, took out the flower basket and filled it with petals, and thanked him with a smile.

I walked to the next room again, and then.

I asked one by one, and some of the houses took the petals, and some didn't. The households approached the door of Wen Qingwu's house one by one and stood still.

"Talent is there?" A slightly immature voice came from outside.

As the words fell, Wen Qingwu walked out from behind the curtain, she looked at the eunuch, who was about twenty-four or five years old. The face is white and beardless, and it looks delicate.

"The slave maid has some rose petals here, can someone want some?" As he spoke, he stepped over the threshold and walked in. Probably because of the castration as a child, the voice still has a child's voice.

Wen Qingwu glanced at the uninvited gardener and walked towards the hard couch in the hall. Ruyoshi arrived at the low table where the cup of tea was placed on the couch.

walked in and put the basket in his hand on the big table: "This rose petal is used to soak in the bath to invigorate blood and qi, and when dried in tea, it can reduce fire and relieve depression." ”

"Do you want to keep some talents?" He stood at the table, looked at Wen Qingwu, and smiled humbly. I saw the palace concubine with all the little eunuchs.

If it weren't for Wen Qingwu's calm eyebrows and eyes on her before she saw him, she would probably have believed that the eunuch in front of her was really just a florist who came to deliver petals.

Wen Qingwu picked up the tea in his hand and took a sip: "Unfortunately, the flower basket in the house was taken out by the maid." ”

"If a talented person wants it, the slave and maid can also be placed on the table." The gardener bent down slightly, and said.

"Then let's put a few handfuls." Wen Qingwu put down the teacup in his hand.

When the gardener heard this, he held the petals in the basket and looked at Ruyoshi. He quickly looked at Wen Qingwu and then withdrew his gaze.

At a glance, Wen Qingwu caught the fierceness in his eyes.

Wen Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's sharp, not restrictive or affectionate.

"Let's go and get the basket of willow leaves." Wen Qingwu said.

Ruyoshi glanced at the gardener and responded, "Yes." "Withdrew.

Wen Qingwu looked intently at the gardener who was holding the petals with his head down, and heard the footsteps of Ruyoshi disappear at the door, and the deliberately suppressed voice came.

"I went to Luoyang Palace to escape the summer in the summer, and found a way to make friends with Li Zhen in advance. In the Luoyang Palace, you need to place a person next to him. ”

Looking at the gardener who spoke, Wen Qingwu sat up straight. He pursed his lips and was silent.

The gardener finished holding the last bouquet of flowers and looked at Wen Qingwu. A frown furrowed.

"However, the emperor is not close to me and will not take me to Luoyang." Facing the gardener's gaze, Wen Qingwu said. She clenched her hands in front of her abdomen.

"You don't need to worry about that." The gardener withdrew his gaze and gathered the petals scattered on the table into a small knoll: "Just do as you are told." ”

Wen Qingwu felt that her mind was confused. A layer of cold sweat oozed from his back. Who the hell is she wearing on?!

Secret line of the clan? Former dynasty henchmen?? The enemy country is careful to ??? Killer ????

Under the indifferent and scrutinizing gaze of the gardener, Wen Qingwu put aside his confused mind and quickly sorted out what he had just said.

"It's just that I'm in the deep palace, how can I have the opportunity to make friends with the prince before the great heat?" She finally found what she should ask in her words in a cold sweat.

Li Zhen, the prince of the East Palace. He is the eldest son of Emperor Zhende Li Min, and his biological mother is the former empress Murong Shu.

She is a palace concubine in the deep palace, how can she befriend the prince of the East Palace?!

"That's your question, you shouldn't ask me." The gardener picked up the basket with a blank expression.

Wen Qingwu felt that his head, which had finally slept peacefully last night, began to hurt again.

The gardener who turned around with the basket suddenly stopped, turned to look at Wen Qingwu: "Remember to pick up the news on time." After saying that, he walked out with a basket.