01 Reflection of the willow lake

There is a small lake in the north of the Luoyang Imperial Palace, which was specially introduced to bring in the living water when the imperial city was built, surrounded by a dam made of gravel, and planted willow trees to shade, especially in spring and summer, the verdant willow branches swing in the wind, like a fairy dancing, it is the favorite place of the harem concubines.

Yingliu Lake, the name is extremely beautiful.

After the abolition, Jia Nanfeng built an extremely luxurious pavilion by the lake, called "Willow Pavilion", which was specially used for her to enjoy the scenery and drink for fun.

Because the water surface is open, if you play and sing here, you can beautify the timbre with the water waves and make the music more beautiful.

However, at this time, the cold north wind is blowing, and the willow branches are already bare, swaying with the wind with the artistic conception of withered yellow and remnant.

Early in the morning, a layer of mist rose on the surface of the lake, and it was faintly impossible to see.

The plan of the day is in the morning, and the palace people have begun to clean up and get busy.

As they swept away the fallen leaves on the lakeside, Yu Guang saw something floating on the surface of the lake, and couldn't help but stop and watch.

The wooden master of the sprinkler saw these people standing still, and walked over quickly.

"What are you doing here?" In his early thirties, his body was slightly fat, his face was white, and the eunuch's unique male duck voice sounded, which frightened the palace people and immediately lowered their heads.

"Don't grind, the day before yesterday was windy, so I didn't let you come out to do things. Why don't you sweep away the fallen leaves and dead branches now! ”

"Master Wood." A bold palace man called him softly.

"What's wrong with that? Could it be that you are still hungry and can't do anything? Master Mu frowned, and almost beat people with the big broom in his hand.

The palace people are also used to being bullied, and they are only promised.

"Master Mu, we just think there's something in the lake, but we can't really see it, so we talked about it." Finally, someone said it.

Several other people also echoed, "The water surface of Yingliu Lake is clean, and the previous master didn't let him raise lotus flowers or fish, so he didn't even have aquatic plants or anything." But today, a few of us think there's something on the lake, and it's over there......"

The palace man pointed to the surface of the lake.

Master Mu looked in the direction, and sure enough, there seemed to be something on the surface of the misty lake, but it was not black, and there were even some other colors.

"Ahh It's human! ”

His voice was scary enough, and all the palace people who were swept by Yingliu Lake gathered over.

The bold ones went to the lake and stood up.

The mist lifted a little, and the luxurious woman's dress could be faintly seen.

At this time, the wood master didn't care much, and shouted: "Go and get the people up!" Look for a long pole! Find the rope! Hurry up! ”

If someone dies in the palace, it's not a trivial matter.

Everyone was busy, and some people simply waded under the water to a shallower place by the lake.

When he saw the woman's robe clearly, Master Mu was already frightened, because this was definitely not the clothes of ordinary palace people, it must be the skirts of concubines.

When someone went down to the lake and turned the body over, facing up, he couldn't help but shout: "It's Concubine Li!" ”

At this time, the person has long been out of breath.

His long hair was disheveled, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his lips were blue.

Master Mu stabilized his mind and immediately asked the palace people to go to Zhang Duzhang to report the news, while he stayed in place and laid Concubine Li's body flat, and took off his coat to cover her face first.

The news quickly spread throughout the palace, and Sima Lun hurried over when he got the news.

Seeing this, his brows tightened.

Zhang Du asked the people in Concubine Li's palace to carry the body back to her palace first, and then hurriedly ordered the others to hurry up and prepare relevant matters.

"What about the emperor?" Sima Lun stood aside and watched everyone's busyness, and asked Zhang Du, "Where did he stay last night?" ”

"Back to the prince, the emperor is still asleep. He had been reading the calligraphy in Zhengyang Palace last night, and saw that he had slept late at night. It was the old slave who accompanied him all the time. ”

Zhang Du's forehead was already sweating, and his hands were shaking.

"What about the Queen?" Sima Lun also got up just now, and his clothes and hair were not tidied up.

He wrapped himself in a cotton robe, and it was really cold by the lake in the early morning.

"The queen mother went to the prison of the Northern Military Mansion, saying that she wanted to try the case." Zhang Du's waist was even more rickety, "Her maid said, I reported it to you." ”

"Oh, yes." Sima Lun remembered that it was Sima Ying who came to say that he could quickly close the two murder cases. "Go to the Northern Military Mansion and ask her to come back quickly. The lord of the harem, how can he not be there? ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Du asked people to go to Tianyuan Hall to find Zhang Liang and hoe them, and they went to report the news.

"I'm afraid it wasn't the water ghosts in Yingliu Lake who dragged Concubine Li's mother down."

"How is that possible?"

"Concubine Li wants to please the emperor so much, and she practices music here diligently every day, maybe she stumbled and fell."

"It's not that there are the most unjust souls in Yingliu Lake......"

"Don't scare me, how can it be?"

"Haven't you heard? At night, there are people here who play the sound of shakuhachi, and they are gentle and resentful......"

"I thought it was a concubine who blew the ......"

"That can't be, those bitchies don't blow it well. That is, Concubine Li's mother blew better, so she was treated differently by the emperor, and she was favored so quickly......"

"Shhhh

The palace people had already gathered in twos and threes and whispered about this matter.

Sima Lun's ears were very pointed, and he had already heard these discussions, and he couldn't help but darken his face again. "What and what? The emperor still likes to listen to the sound of shakuhachi? ”

“…… The emperor has liked this since he was a child, and when his concubines knew about it, he learned it. Zhang Du replied cautiously.

"Is Yingliu Lake haunted? When did it happen? Sima Lun continued to ask, "Why doesn't this king know about this?" ”

“…… The old slave is not very clear. Zhang Du was a little speechless.

"Let the people who talk the most come over and make things clear." Sima Lun pointed to the nearest little palace maids, and his entourage immediately walked over and brought them all over.

"Say! Is Yingliu Lake haunted? Sima Lun was very stern, and he was so frightened that the little palace maids knelt on the ground and trembled.

"Back to the prince, this matter is also spread in the palace, and we just listened to it." An older palace maid replied tremblingly, "Before, Jia Nanfeng, the queen of the abolition, used to have fun here, and if he didn't like it, he would kill it and throw it into the lake. Before, there was a palace maid who was good at playing shakuhachi and was very liked by the emperor, but after the abolition, he was not happy, and he found a reason to throw the workers into Yingliu Lake......"

"This slut!" Sima Lun said fiercely, "This king knows that she hasn't done anything good all these years!" ”

Seeing Sima Lun like this, the little palace maid was a little bolder.

"After the death of the abolitionist, we also came to the shore of Yingliu Lake to pay tribute to the dead sisters, but just after the spring equinox, we can often hear the rhythm of shakuhachi on the shore of Yingliu Lake. At first, everyone thought it was just Concubine Li, or other girls who wanted to practice shakuhachi. However, the tone was tactful and mournful, and it was very similar to the tone played by the palace maid sister before...... After a long time, everyone said that this eighty percent of the palace maid's sister died without turning a blind eye, and came out ......"

"Huh?" Seeing that the little palace maid paused, Sima Lun raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Come out and kill."

As soon as these words came out, all the palace people kneeling on the ground began to tremble again.

(End of chapter)