Chapter 7: The Daily Life of a Drama Spirit
Mu Jiaren is sure that they don't know their own affairs, even if they go to check, what they find is only her ordinary identity, since they were left behind inexplicably, then they will be counted.
"I can't go out, so can I go to the middle courtyard?"
"Not only the middle courtyard, but the entire palace, you can go."
"Really?" Mu Jiaren can't believe it, they are so confident?
Han Yunqian pointed to the guards on the eaves on the side: "The guards of the palace are not decorations, you can go shopping, but I want to remind you, I hope you remember that the palace has not treated you badly, if you are disrespectful to the princess and princess, it will not be a problem of not being able to get out at that time." ”
Han Yunqian's appearance, you can do it casually, if you can avoid the guards, it will be considered a loss.
"Don't worry, I'm not an ignorant person."
The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, she dares to come to the palace, she is not afraid of these things, and the days of "doing evil" in the Tianya Pavilion on the clouds are not in vain.
Han Yunqian handed her a jade pendant: "This is my jade pendant, you wear it first, and the entire palace can go to it in the future, and when the prince comes back, you will return the jade pendant to me." ”
Mu Jiaren took the jade pendant, and a phoenix feather carved from white jade was very chic.
After Han Yunqian left, Mu Jiaren pushed open the door of the courtyard, and a gust of evening wind blew, bringing the rustling sound of bamboo forests on both sides.
Not far away is a three-story dovetail building, which looks very chic in the moonlight.
Mu Jiaren lifted her skirt and ran quickly, with the fragrance of bamboo leaves in the evening breeze, as well as a faint fragrance of flowers, and the exhaustion of her body seemed to disappear with the wind.
Since the people in the palace are so confident, then she is not welcome, and she will get what she is looking for first.
After sleeping for a while, Mu Jiaren wore yesterday's maid clothes, only a few gauze skirts in her luggage, and other things were hidden by her, and her carry-on belt had already been searched out by the people of the palace, not to mention the medical skills of Baicao Valley, just her exclusive sword of Tianya Pavilion on the clouds was enough to cause a lot of turmoil.
Out of Qingfeng Garden to the outer courtyard, she planned to find out the route of the outer courtyard first, before she arrived at the gate of the middle courtyard, she saw a group of people walking in the corridor on the right, looking at the bright colored clothes, she knew that it was the young ladies who entered the house together yesterday.
Mu Jiaren didn't see it and was ready to pass over from the side, she still had a lot to do, and she didn't have time to play with these ladies.
But the moment he turned around, a voice sounded behind him.
"Miss Mu stays."
Mu Jiaren turned to look behind her, Meng Tingyu walked over with someone, and Du Xuanxuan walked on the edge and quietly said hello to her.
"I've seen Miss Meng." Mu Jiaren bowed.
Meng Tingyu looked Mu Jiaren up and down, and then pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah, why is Miss Mu wearing the clothes of a subordinate?" It's still a third-class maid, what's going on. ”
Gu Jie, who was wearing yellow clothes on the side, echoed: "It seems that His Royal Highness doesn't like a beauty like you, it's a pity." ”
Mu Jiaren remembered that when he rejected Han Yunqian last night, he asked him what would happen if he had a conflict with these young ladies in the inner courtyard, and Han Yunqian's answer was very simple, each according to his ability.
"His Royal Highness has returned home?" Mu Jiaren looked at Gu Jie.
"Your Highness will return home in three days, but you won't see it, your status is too humble."
Mu Jiaren didn't pay much attention to this kind of cynicism, and turned around to leave.
Gu Jie saw that she didn't take them seriously at all, and she couldn't get angry, so she continued: "How could such a woman without a tutor come to the palace? I don't know how my parents taught me. ”
Meng Tingyu continued: "Birth is not something she can choose, some people are destined to be the fate of the present, maybe her parents are also inferior, and they live a rough life." ”
Mu Jiaren suddenly turned around and strode in front of the two: "I don't know if Ling Zun is a performer under the overpass, or a storyteller in the teahouse?" Do you eat by mouth? ”
"You! What do you know as a subordinate? Dare to make a mistake in front of Sister Meng! Gu Jie stepped forward and asked.
Mu Jiaren glanced at her with disgust: "Don't speak too loudly, otherwise you will think that the crow on which tree is reporting the funeral." ”
Gu Jieqi's face was flushed, Meng Tingyu stopped her behind her, and looked at Mu Jiaren with a cold look: "Miss Mu is disrespectful, and the subordinates of the palace are not so easy to be, let's see!" ”
Mu Jiaren sighed, His Royal Highness the Prince hasn't come back yet, it's so lively, in the days to come, won't there be a drama to watch every day?
I asked the people in the house, and successfully found the stables in the outer courtyard of the palace, to be exact, the Liangju Courtyard.
The prince is a military general, and many of the horses in the house are war horses, Mu Jiaren has always wanted to see what the war horses are like, and this is the place where the palace guards and government soldiers stay, figuring out their martial arts paths, and making it easy to get out in the future.
The horses of the royal palace were not in a grass hut but in a specially built house, and each horse had its own private room, and their names were marked on the fence, and the horses were taken to the horse farm for morning exercises.
The outer courtyard of the palace has a horse farm and a martial arts training ground, which is a wide sandy area, although it is a place for training, but idle people are not allowed to enter. The people who work in the stables are all the soldiers of the palace, and they are not considered subordinates, they are regarded as the entourage of the prince and the prince.
Seeing a woman suddenly appear, a man who looked like a guard came to stop her.
"The maid is not allowed to come to the outer courtyard, please go back."
Mu Jiaren pointed to the jade pendant on her waist: "Is this easy to use?" ”
The guards saw that it was Han Yunqian's jade pendant, and although they were a little surprised, they did not stop it.
"Please don't make trouble for us, the outer courtyard has its own rules."
"Yes, I'm here to help."
"I don't know what to call the girl."
"Mu Jiaren, who are you?"
"In Xia Xueqi, the palace guard."
Mu Jiaren clasped her hands into fists and saluted, not at all reserved and delicate like ordinary women.
The war horses were all taken to the horse farm for training, the soldiers were cleaning, and there were bundles of hay on the haystacks next to them.
The soldiers working next to her were stunned when they looked at her, they usually hold a bundle of such heavy forage, and this woman carried a bundle in one hand!
Mu Jiaren put down the forage, looked at the trough next to it, and learned to lay the forage, and then went out to bring in four large baskets of vegetables and began to distribute them.
"Commander, she's a woman!" Fu Bing asked with some uncertainty.
The other person rubbed his eyes: "Isn't the new guard more delicate?" ”
Xue Qi didn't answer, but urged: "Go and do something, she was arranged by Han Gongzi." ”
After hearing this, several people stopped talking about doing things actively, and Han Gongzi's decision was basically agreed by the prince.
After being busy for half an hour, Mu Jiaren has been very familiar with several government soldiers, and she has been getting along with boys all these years, and Mu Jiaren's temperament is completely different from that of ordinary young ladies.
"Why are there turnips and cabbage in the innermost trough?" Mu Jiaren is a little strange, these are the most ordinary ingredients, could it be that the soldiers will still withhold the rations of the war horses?