Chapter 1 Bow your head and smell the green plum 1
Chapter 1: Sniffing the green plums
Kick off the swing and get up and straighten your slender hands.
Lunon flowers are thin, thin sweat and light clothes.
Seeing someone coming, the socks slipped through the golden hairpin.
And shame to go.
Leaning on the door and looking back, he sniffed the green plums.
Li Qingzhao β’ {Dotted Lips}
Summer in Beijing is always too hot for me to bear, and the sultry air and the lack of cool wind have always been the reason for my pain.
I don't know when it started in the air, if there is a burst of chrysanthemum tea fragrance, occasionally some cool breeze that makes me happy blow into the house, I half-dreamed and half-woke up and felt that someone helped me fold the quilt, thinking that my brother came back from work early, so I said vaguely: "Brother, don't move, people are hot, quickly take the quilt away." β
"Gege, you're sleeping. The young master hasn't returned to Beijing yet. β
I heard an unfamiliar voice ringing in my ears, and I couldn't help but open my eyes wide and sleepy.
A woman dressed as a girl in a Qing court costume sat on the edge of my bed, squinting her eyes, smiling slightly, holding a fan in one hand, fanning me.
I looked around and saw the wooden bed carved in mahogany, carved with auspicious patterns, simple and delicate, which complemented the elegant furnishings in the room. Those delicate handicrafts are no worse than the mahogany furniture I saw at Grandma Fang's house when I was a child.
But why am I here?
Shouldn't I be taking a nap at my brother's house? Why do you open your eyes to another strange place? Also, what did she just call me? Chattered?
Although the nationality column on my ID card is filled in with Manchus, the elders in the family often murmur that if it were 200 years ago, our family would also be relatives of the emperor. However, this title of "Gege" doesn't seem to be what I want, so I can have it.
The most unreliable thought suddenly popped up in my heart, could it be that I "crossed over"? And it was worn to the Qing Dynasty, my favorite and most familiar dynasty. Wait, isn't that something that only happens in novels? How could I, so "good fate", just let me, a person who has never won 5 yuan in lottery tickets, encounter this bloody plot.
"Gege, what's wrong with you? Do you miss the young master? "That girl, seeing that my brows were tightly locked, she was silent for a long time, and she was a little uneasy." Or is there something wrong with you again? β
"Why am I here?" As soon as I opened my mouth, I wanted to bite off my tongue, after others crossed, they were pretending to be frustrated and innocent, so I had to do the same, or find another way to find another solution.
"Gege, you fell asleep while reading in the study, and Madame was afraid that you would catch a cold, so she sent the servants to carry you back to the house." The girl slowly helped me to my feet.
I was struggling in my heart, how could I ask? I don't really have to follow the route of the bloody plot.
"I'm thirsty." I really don't know what to say, and I inadvertently came up with such a nonsense. When people are undergoing major changes, they are really not calm enough, and their IQ is really not enough.
"Does Gege want chrysanthemum tea, or does the slave ask someone to serve you mung bean soup?"
She helped me get dressed and put my hair in a slight bun.
Only then did I see my appearance in the mirror, a childish little face, although it is not the same as the clichΓ© plot of most novels, it has the color of a captivating city, but it is also beautiful and lovely, and at first glance it is a typical classical beauty, gentle and kind.
I didn't want to drink anything, so I said blankly, "It doesn't matter, anything will be done." β
She was about to turn around and call someone to serve me soup, but she saw another little girl come in with the curtain lifted.
"Gege, Aunt Su Ma is here. Madame called you over. β
"Aunt Su Mala?" I suspected I had misheard, and let out a cry of surprise. If it is really Su Malagu, then I should be in the early Qing Dynasty now, but I don't know if it is the Shunzhi period or the Kangxi period.
The girl who helped me dress up before couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "Gege, you seem to be really sleepy today, on weekdays, you respect Aunt Su Ma so much, why do you call other old people by their names?" β
I instantly felt very kind, although I didn't know who the owner of this body was, but just because I had the same object of respect as me, I was very comfortable, and I felt a lot closer to her all of a sudden.
"Sister, let's go! Let's see my aunt and my mother. β
It can be seen that this girl is a big girl in the house, and the clothes on her body are different from other girls, and she is a little older. I thought about it for a while, but I really couldn't find a suitable name, so I had to hypocritically pretend to be a good master who was close to his subordinates.
"Gege, there is a difference between master and servant, slave and maid must not be a slave and maid, you must not be called like that, this is really a torment of slave and maid." She looked at me in amazement, and could hear that she had read some books, and that the words were precise and to the point, and that she did not overstep them, but also adhered to her duty.
"You've been by your side since I was a child, and I'll call you sister, but that's it." I winked at her mischievously, but she didn't dare to take it seriously. "Then you say, with such a close relationship as ours, what should I call you?"
She hurriedly thanked her, and the corners of her eyes shone slightly. "Thank you Gege for being so polite to the slave maid, but some rules cannot be violated, you are still the same as before, call the slave and maid Runxue."
With a little trickery, I came up with her name, and suddenly I couldn't help but admire my ingenuity.
"But Runxue, I really treat you as a sister."
Although I know the name of this girl, I still have to sing the play, and if I don't do a full set, doesn't it seem that my master is capricious and uncertain.
With that, I took her hand and walked outside.