Only Song Yusui stood alone in the empty palace, the pear blossoms were white and lonely, and this moment was so quiet that even the sound of his own breathing could be heard. Song Yuxuan stood in front of the window, looking at the empty scene in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart. Song Yuxuan thought, this may be God's arrangement! Song Yuxuan has passed the age of not being confused. Why is this so? finally got into the wind, and Ye Ying made Song Yuqiu feel that he was still alive and not a wandering spirit.

If Alan Ruo is a quiet place in Buddhism, far from the prosperous and pure place in the world, I hope that the beginning of Song Yuyu's life can also be as steady and steady as meditation.

I just know that it is difficult to achieve my wish. When Song Yuqiu was with her husband, he once said to Song Yuqiu: "You can give yourself to a woman." But it must be Song Yuxuan's favorite person. These words made Song Yuxuan feel an unprecedented pressure. He is Song Yuxuan's husband. At this moment, he reopened the deep lock Lan Ruotang for Song Yuxuan, and let Song Yuxuan and a cold medicine girl live alone in the main hall, which once again became a favor that the harem of the Liang Dynasty did not have, and it was bound to attract the suspicion of countless people.

The people in Lan Ruotang went to the empty building, and Song Yuqiu sat on the corridor to enjoy the flowers. Suddenly hearing a "pop", Song Yuqiu followed the prestige, only to see a person falling from the upper floor. "What's wrong? How so? Song Yuxuan hurriedly ran over and looked: Ah! Although Lan Ruotang is a forbidden palace, but the pavilion is clean, neat and tidy, it is speculated that there may often be someone to clean it, and even the octagonal maple leaves on the edge of the pond have traces of pruning, it seems that the original owner of the courtyard just left yesterday, in contrast, the Tianlu Pavilion with special care is actually desolate.

Although Jiang Chuan, the chief attendant, is already in his sixtieth year, his efficiency in handling things is not inferior to his youth, and after a while, he led four palace maids to Lan Ruotang.

Jiang Chuan has served two dynasties, with a thin rickety body, and his temples are stained with the whiteness of the years. Winter came exceptionally early this year, and Egawa woke up early, got dressed, and walked around the courtyard. Suddenly, he saw a man walk in, it was a young man. He subconsciously stopped. The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are like daisies blooming, and it is estimated that this is the mark left by various palaces, and the makeup is very clean, and the silver belt inlaid with turquoise is a little loose. Although he didn't smile at this moment, his eyes were still full of smiles, but the kind of smile that was appropriate and intentional, as if he was just wearing a mask, not the old man sitting on the rattan chair at the entrance of the ordinary alley smiled kindly and comfortably.

Jiang Chuan Yao pointed to the four palace maids who knelt down in the courtyard at this moment and said, "Let Su Yaonu choose a few palace maids first!" ”

"Manager Jiang has picked it, so naturally it is time to do a good job." "Mr. Jiang is a good person." "Look at him, he's so pretty!" A smile appeared on Song Yuxuan's face when his gaze fell on him. "What do you say?" Song Yuxuan asked. Song Yuxuan smiled, and her eyes swept over the seven or eight pink-clothed palace maids standing on the corridor, who looked like they were only one or two years older.

The close palace maid should be a carefully selected confidant. I don't have a good life for the daughter of an official eunuch, so I can lead a maidservant into the palace by my mother's family. This was a common thing in officialdom at the time. But Egawa is an exception. Song Yusui and Jiang Chuan are both famous prostitutes in Jiangnan, and Song Yusui has a very harmonious relationship and respects each other very much. Jiangchuan is no exception. Jiang Chuan is in charge of the duties of the forbidden chamberlain, and the chamberlain he chooses is naturally not a problem, but the palace maid is under the jurisdiction of the Shang Palace Bureau, and Jiang Chuan is out of reach.

Although Song Yusui was deliberately picky and suspected of refuting Jiang Chuan's face, Song Yusui still said with a smile in her heart: "It's just that Song Yusui is also a medicine girl now, and she doesn't dare to use such a clever sister Gong'e." It's better to choose two in the Huanyi Bureau, it's more appropriate. What does Mr. Jiang think? "The pink-clothed palace costume is the same as Song Yuqiu's nine products, Song Yingche has not divided Song Yusui so far, and Song Yuqiu's excuse for this reason is still reasonable. In fact, Song Yuxuan still has a long way to go from the harem. The road was filled with prisons and execution grounds, and only the female prisoners who were exiled here were spared. The Huanyi Bureau is in the court and is a gathering place for palace people. This can be said to be the most desolate and miserable place in the palace, and it is expected that no one will set up eyeliner here, so Song Yuxuan insisted on going to the Huanyi Bureau to ask the palace maids.

Jiang Chuan Yu Guang retracted, groaned slightly, did not dissuade, and followed Song Yuxuan's words. Song Yusui held his hand, with an indescribable satisfaction in his heart, as if he was waiting for something. Suddenly, a wave of heat poured out from the bottom of his heart, hugging Song Yuqiu and him tightly. He quickly called the secretary in charge of the list of palace maids in the Shang Palace Bureau and asked her to accompany Song Yuqiu to the Huanyi Bureau.

The dispatch of palace maids should have been in the hands of the Shanggong Bureau, but now the burden falls on the adjutant lawsuit. She knew that there was an inextricable connection between the adjutant and the Shang Palace, and if she was negligent, she would cause great losses to herself. Therefore, she always tightens the string of safety and takes precautions at any time. But it backfired. The Shanggong Bureau is one of the institutions managed by Xiao Susu, and is mainly responsible for arranging the work of accompanying the palace maids. Now the Queen Mother is simple and simple to the Buddha and everything, and she wants to cut food and clothing, and the remaining ten maids in the Zhaoyang Palace are insufficient, and Xiao Susu is reluctant to serve the Queen Mother, and she can't spare the heart to ask the Shang Palace Bureau.

Half of the burden of being in charge of the palace maid is shared with the Shangyi Bureau, and half is on the secretary. On this day, Song Yuxuan suddenly discovered that the figure of the secretary appeared in the Forbidden City. He was dressed in a military uniform, with a hat on his head, a dark green gown, and black boots. At a glance, this secretary knew that he was a pragmatic and clever person, followed by four or five palace maids, and she turned around to explain some things to a palace maid as she walked. She nodded and met Song Yusui very skillfully, there was no need to be embarrassed and Song Yusui had not yet been crowned marquis, she didn't have much politeness with Song Yuqiu, and she didn't ask this and that curiously, the two walked into the Huanyi Bureau speechlessly.

Although this is a place for degrading criminals, the Huanyi Bureau is the most lively place in the palace. She went out early and returned late every day, shuttling inside and outside the palace walls, busy day after night; She also often worked, entertained, and frolicked with the palace ladies here. "Spring is cold and February. The palace maids who came and went wore simple plain cloth clothes, water-soaked sleeves and rolled them up high, not caring about the messy hair, or hanging their heads and carrying large baskets of clothes back and forth to greet them, or beating the washboard that was about to be polished, or beating desperately with a wooden mill.

The misery stems from the sorrow on the face of the cocoon and the layers of cocoons on her hands. Everyone has a wound in their heart that can never be erased. And in this world, there is a group of people who are faced with the fact that they are old every day. Is this a fact? Many have become numb and too tired to be able to look up at the living at the door of their homes.

Song Yuqiu and Si Shu tiptoed through the 5-meter-wide pool, and at this time, a woman in a raccoon cloth knocked the wooden basin to the ground, and the dirty water was instantly splashed on Song Yuqiu's hem. Song Yuxuan hurriedly bent down to help her, but was dragged by her. "What's wrong with you?" She asked, "Song Yuxuan doesn't know ......" "Do you know?" The servant was terrified, threw herself next to Song Yuqiu, took the dirty skirt, and knelt down to wipe Song Yuqiu clean. Then the Huanyi maid kept kowtowing and pleading guilty, afraid that Song Yusui would blame her.

The palace maid, the steward of the Huanyi Bureau, who had been hiding in the house to rest, just caught up at this moment and found that there was a fork in the road in front of the secretary. I saw her holding a small cardboard box in both hands, and there was a little black mouse in it. The palace people hurriedly sent it to the eunuchs. When the eunuch opened the lid of the box, he saw that it was a dead mouse! The face could not be hung, and he scolded the servant sharply, and said while laughing: "I also let the girl and the secretary atone for their sins, this-clothed maid's hands and feet are very stupid, and she is dumb." ”

The servant was dragged along. Song Yuxuan looked at the servant sympathetically. "It's you, let Song Yuyu pick out some Huanyi yarn to make!" Song Yuxuan said. "What? Don't you know either? The eunuch said unhappily. Who knows! The steward palace maid leaned up and leaned down to stroke the stagnant water on Song Yuqiu's dress, and the secretary glanced at the dirty-clothed maid in the Huanyi Bureau with disgust, and said impatiently to the steward palace maid: "That's it!" Song Yuxuan has serious things to tell you, you go and help Song Yuqiu choose a dozen or so Huanyi maids! Be diligent with your hands and feet! ”

"It doesn't hurt to distinguish between high and low and lowly in the background," Song Yuxuan rolled up her sleeves and added, saying: "Although they are punished together, they can't be consumed by their masters because they steal chickens and dogs, and they can't be more powerful because they gnaw roots and sell their masters."

The palace ladies in charge were full of doubts, but they still did it. Song Yuxuan said: "What is the secret here? The eunuch smiled and said, "Go and have a look!" Song Yuxuan came to the inner hall and saw the secretary sitting there. What is he up to? Song Yuxuan and the secretary were introduced to the empty and clean inner courtyard, waiting for a stick of incense, and the housekeeper led more than 10 people in clothes and maids to say to the secretary and Song Yuxuan flatteringly: "All this is together!" ”

More than a dozen people stood with their heads hanging and waited for Song Yuqiu's hair, including a woman who was about the same age as Aunt Pei, wrinkled at the corners of her eyes, the youngest but more childish than Song Yuqiu, twelve or thirteen years old, and even more like Song Yuqiu, but there was no anger like a young woman in her eyes, just like a woman who had been dusting the mirror for a long time and hanging low.

Song Yuxuan walked around, and it seemed that it was not easy to choose from the rest of the people. At this time, a young lady wearing a black cheongsam and a ponytail walked in. She has a slender figure and delicate facial features. Song Yuxuan motioned for her to sit down. "This is Song Yuxuan." "Who is it? Song Yuqiu picked up the foundation and colored tea cup offered by the maids and drew an arc on her arm, showed them it, and said, "This is a simple question, you just have to tell the eldest sister what Song Yuqiu is holding in her hand?" ”

The maids in the raccoon clothes were slightly startled at first, and they couldn't believe that Song Yusui had asked such a very simple topic. Song Yuxuan asked them, "What's in this bowl?" "Nope!" A girl in a raccoon replied, she turned the bowl upside down and looked at it, and continued, "The bottom of this bowl is clear water. After a long time, there were faint voices of mosquitoes and flies saying that there was a bowl of saliva.