As he was pressing, there was movement in the temple. Emperor Joan of Arc still had his eyes closed.

I heard Cheng Jin's voice, "Slave and maid see Your Majesty." ”

When Emperor Joan of Arc heard the voice, he lifted his eyelids and looked at Chengjin under his eyes.

"Chengjin, why are you here?" Emperor Joan of Arc asked, closing his eyes leisurely, "Didn't you say that you want to pack up your things for a while and go to the sixth bureau to hand over?" ”

Cheng Jin wanted to leave the Zichen Palace, and he told Emperor Zhende early in the morning. He knows the rules of the palace, and naturally understands what Cheng Jin wants to do.

Cheng Jin knelt at the bottom and was stunned by the question. He looked up at Emperor Joan of Arc.

At this time, he had leisurely closed his eyes and enjoyed the proper massage of Wen Qingwu behind him, and his brain, which was tense all day long, was also relieved a lot.

looked at Li Jianzhi again. Li Jianzhi stood behind Emperor Zhende and shook his head imperceptibly towards Cheng Jin.

"It was my father-in-law who sent a message to the slave and maid to come over." Cheng Jin lowered his head and replied softly.

Emperor Joan of Arc suddenly remembered, "Oh, yes, yes, I asked you to come here. But now it's fine, you can go back. Just pack your things. ”

When it's time to leave, remember to tell me. After serving me with all my heart and soul for two years, I should also express myself. ”

Cheng Jin served him for two years as a personal maid, whether it was long or short, it was nothing, but it was just a slave. But I have to say that he is very satisfied with Chengjin's temperament, he doesn't say much, and he is intimate everywhere.

But whatever he thought of and didn't expect, she could arrange it properly in advance.

"Your Majesty has raised the slave maid, and being able to serve Your Majesty is a blessing that the slave and maid have cultivated for three lifetimes." Cheng Jin Road. "Then the slave and maid took their leave."

With that, he saluted Emperor Joan of Arc and withdrew.

Emperor Joan of Arc narrowed his eyes, and only then closed his eyes again when he watched Cheng Jin retreat.

Yes, the big palace maids selected for him every year in the sixth bureau are very good.

"Everyone." Wen Qingwu was behind and spoke softly, interrupting Emperor Joan of Arc's thoughts.

Emperor Zhende didn't respond, so he listened to Wen Qingwu say slowly: "Aunt Chengjin, is this about to fall into the sixth game?" ”

The slave maid heard that all the palace maids who had served everyone would be transferred to various places in the palace as female officials. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't want to pay attention to Wen Qingwu, but as she spoke, the movements of her hands did not stop, and she pressed him extremely comfortably. It's a reward for her, and she said "um".

"Then ...... such words" Wen Qingwu said, very hesitant, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, what about the slaves and maids in the future?" Where will you be transferred to be a female officer? ”

"How do I know, I have my own six-game arrangement." Saying that, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu who was standing behind him, "No, I forgot, you are a talented person!" ”

has been a slave for a long time, and he really thinks she is a little slave.

I have to say that he did a pretty good job of being a slave.

"Can't a talented person be a female official?" Wen Qingwu asked rhetorically, a little dazed on his face.

Emperor Joan of Arc's square face was puzzled, thought about it, and then shook his head uncompromisingly, "You have a concubine, what kind of female official should you be?" ”

Each in the palace performs its own duties, what identity does it do? Female officials have the responsibility of managing the harem. ”

But among the concubines, the only one who is responsible for managing the harem is a guo zhi mu, the queen of the middle palace. You are a small talent, where do you have the qualifications to manage? Don't even think about it. ”

"The slave didn't think about it, but I was very puzzled, where will the slave and maid be transferred when the term expires?" Wen Qingwu said, sighing very sadly, "Seeing that the day of the winter exam is approaching day by day, as soon as the winter moon passes, there will be a selected palace maid to come to Zichen Palace, and next year it will be a slave and maid who will have to leave." After thinking about it, I don't know where to go. ”

She was sad and puzzled on her face, and she was at a loss for the unknown future, and for a while this sigh was sad.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't respond, Wen Qingwu's movements in his hands didn't stop, looking at the open door of the Zichen Palace, his eyes were firm.

Outside, not far from the bottom of the stairs, is the Xuanzheng Hall of the Shang Dynasty. The magnificent hall is facing south, and the sunlight is draped on the vermilion glazed tiles of the hall, like a pavilion in the air, golden and brilliant.

In fact, in her heart, she knew very well where she was going.

This is the main hall in front of you.

This shrouded in dazzling sunlight, the center of the court and government of Tianzhou, the Xuanzheng Palace.

She is not a real daughter's family in her bones, and she is not Jiaojiao'er's blood in her bones. The women of the palace have looked at a man all their lives, and have seen through their eyes, and have sat in their own room day after day, staggering to death.

Unless it is the fourth concubine and the queen of the Venerable People, in addition to this palace, according to the laws of Tianzhou, you can also go to the palace to buy a house as a courtyard. It seems that life will be much fun, and it is better to have a son, so that in the end he will not be reduced to a nunnery to spend his old age.

Wen Qingwu knew very well that there were only two ways out.

Either way, it is to squeeze your head in the harem, and then try your best to climb to the top of the fourth concubine or the back seat; Either that, stay with Emperor Joan of Arc. Not to be favored, but to allow yourself to live a less mediocre life.

These two paths are nothing more than living better. The good of others may be material blessings. For her, it is good to rely on the spirit.

So she chose the latter.

From living to living well. This journey is not short, and she is still working hard for it.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't speak, but he raised his hand and blocked Wen Qingwu's hand.

Stunned, he didn't know what to think, and then waved her hand away.

"You'll stay with me." He said slowly, "It's not useless. ”

Wen Qingwu's heart gradually became happy, and he hesitated and said, "Have you always stayed by everyone's side to serve?" ”

"Hold it up." Joan of Arc said, and then picked up the fold.

Compared with other ordinary palace maids, Wen Jin is always different. Her usefulness is not the same.

"Yes." Wen Qingwu turned around and knelt down towards Emperor Zhende, deserving to be good, and said, "That'...... What about the winter exams? Wen Qingwu asked bluntly, "If the slave maid has been serving by the emperor's side, what about the palace maid's winter exam?" ”

If you want to get a piece of something, you have to block the way of other people who want to get the same thing.

Otherwise, she would never be able to sit still.

Li Jianzhi was behind, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and glanced at Wen Qingwu as if he were nothing, and then lowered his head. It was as if he had heard anything.

For others, it is a position to fight for with their heads and brains, and for Emperor Joan of Arc, it is just a slave who serves closely. Whether there is or not, who it is, it's all about the same.

If it's Wen Jin, it seems to be better.

He directly turned his head to Li Jianzhi and instructed: "You go to the Sixth Bureau and talk about it, you don't have to take the winter exam in the future." ”