As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea.

The palace is a place where you can't enter and exit freely, and it is difficult to escape from the wings, Wu faced the tall palace wall, inexplicably nervous and panicked, in this cold, her nervous palms were sweaty.

The carriage finally stopped, and Mai and his entourage all bent down and bowed their heads, standing aside and waiting for the master to get out of the carriage.

The white-robed young man got out of the car, glanced at Wu meaninglessly, and explained to the man in the strong suit, "Junbao, take her to prepare an identity first, and then hand it over to Nanchun to settle down, and learn some palace rules first."

Feeling that the young and warm voice was very good, Wu understood that "she" should refer to herself, she didn't dare to look up, only saw a moon-white brocade robe corner, and soap boots embroidered with cloud patterns, walking slowly in front of her eyes.

Wu was led by Junbao, walked through the corridors of the palace, and left information such as his surname and birth date at a temple person, and also pressed his handprint.

After that, Wu was led a long way away, and entered a gate surrounded by a wall, and looked up to see that the plaque on the door of the palace read "Zhou Gong Palace".

Entering the palace gate and passing through some winding corridors, Junbao handed over the dance to a woman in her twenties, with a sad brow and a clear and upright face, this woman was the head of the Zhou Gong Palace - Nanchun.

"Nanchun, grandpa asked you to settle down, this ...... Slave girl. Oh, by the way, Grandpa, let you teach her some rules too, maybe summon her"

"Yes, my lord, Nanchun will take the order", Nanchun replied with a salute and sent Junbao away.

Nanchun sat back in his seat, glanced at Mai, who was standing honestly, and asked a little whimsily, "You, what's your name?"

"Zhen Dance"

"A slave can no longer have his own surname, okay, you can be called Xia Lian. I, Xia Lian, although you are still there, you must understand that you are different from the people here, and you must always remember that you are a slave, do your work well, and be deaf, blind and dumb yourself, so that you can ...... Live a long life, remember?"

Mai understood that the fate of a slave was the same, and replied in a low voice, "Yes!"

Nanchun lowered her head and fiddled with her nails, the nails were trimmed very slender and beautiful, and there was a faint red, which was smeared with begonia flower juice, she lost her mind for a long time, and looked up to the palace maid who was standing beside her, a palace maid with a round face and big eyes, white teeth and red lips, and was very festive.

"Chu Bi, you take this Xia Lian, go to that, that slave girl?......"

"Spicy Flower"

"Oh, yes, let's live with Xin Hua, change her clothes, throw away all the rags on her body, and you can teach her some basic rules, grandpa, and maybe summon her"

Chu Bi stared at a pair of good-looking apricot eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Grandpa, how can you summon ...... A slave?".

Nan Chun glanced at Chu Bi, who was the same age as a flower and as delicate as a flower, in a trance, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his expression was lonely, "I don't know, Chief Guard, just like this."

Chu Bi pouted with a red mouth, helplessly responding, "That'...... Okay".

Wu Jing listened to the two of them speak, her mind was blank, she could only accept it silently, and he spared the envoy.

Wu was talked a lot, the pleasing Chu Bi, brought to the place where she lived, that was the back of the Zhou Gong Palace, a dilapidated courtyard with miscellaneous things, a dark house on the west side, also piled up some sundries, there were two couches in the house, one looked like someone lived, there was a smell in the house, Chu Bi covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, pointed to an empty couch, and commanded Wu coldly.

"You, later...... Just stay here."

"Yes!"

Dancing in response, looking around, this is not as good as your own dilapidated home, at least there is firewood for heating at home, but here is only the eerie bone-chilling cold.

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a cold wind poured in, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old with a yellow face and thin muscles stood timidly at the door, and was stunned when she found someone in the room.

Chu Bi pointed to the girl and danced: "This is, the slave girl who lives with you--- Xinhua, hiss, this ghost place, it's so cold! I'm leaving."

Only Mai and Xinhua were left in the room, looking at each other, and both of them greeted each other with a smile, but a wry smile flashed, embarrassed and desolate!

That night, Wu knew from Xin Hua's mouth that only the two of them in the Zhou Gong Palace were female slaves, and there were still a lot of male slave temple skirts, most of whom lived in this courtyard and did some clumsy work. Slaves can't go to the front hall, they will be bullied, beaten and scolded by other palace maids and temple people.

"Xia Lian, we are slaves, no one can afford to mess with us, don't talk in the future, just bury your head in work"

"Good"

I also heard from Xin Hua's mouth that the grandfather who bought himself was the fourth brother born to the mother of King Zhou, and was called Duke Zhou because of the mining in Zhou. Duke Zhou is still young, because he has not yet married his wife, he has not opened a mansion outside the palace, and has been living in the palace.

The cold night is really hard to endure, and it is heart-piercing!

Dancing in the quilt, the cold teeth "clicked" straight out, she hugged a ball, shivering non-stop, couldn't sleep at all, remembering that she almost froze to death in front of the door of the flower building, she couldn't help but cry sadly.

Feeling pitiful for the dance, she suffered like this before she was ten years old, and Xinhua, who felt sympathy with her and was familiar at first sight, greeted her in bed.

"Xia Lian, come over and sleep together with the quilt, squeeze a piece, it will be warmer"

"Good"

"Is it warm?"

"Well, it's so hot."

The two emaciated girls, huddled together in one bed, covered with two quilts to keep each other warm, did make Mai feel a lot warmer, she was physically and mentally exhausted, and soon fell asleep, and this was Mai's first night in the palace.

At noon on the second day, Chu Bi hurriedly walked through corridor after corridor with dance, and her mouth kept explaining.

"Grandpa summoned, never dare to look up, if there is a question, you must be a slave first, you must not talk much, don't do it, don't remember, I just taught you the rules, once you are wrong, you will be punished"

was like this by Chu Bi, and the dance was also a little nervous, and responded in a low voice, "Yes".

Chu Bi walked quickly, frowning slightly, she couldn't figure out, why would her grandfather summon a slave? Although she listened, this slave was bought by her grandfather himself after spending a lot of money, she could read and write, and she could also play the flute, she looked at the girl with yellow face and thin muscles, full of suspicion.

"Hey, Xia Lian, do you know, grandpa, why did I summon you? It stands to reason that you are a slave, and you don't have this qualification at all?"

Mai remembered Xinhua's reminder and replied in a low voice, "I don't know."

"Are you literate?"

"Hmm"

"Can play the flute?"

"Hmm"

Wu replied simply, while looking around with big eyes, only to see that the cloister connected the different halls together, and outside the cloister were high and low trees and flat ground, but they were all covered with thick snow, and some clean stone paths meandered among them, which must be garden greenery.

Follow Chu Bi and walk quickly, and from time to time he meets some temple people in gray clothes, guards in soft armor and palace maids in beautiful dresses, and most of them have to give way sideways.

When they arrived at the gate of a hall, the two stopped, and Chu Bi hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully saluted a guard.

Wu glanced at the man who bought her in a strong suit, and he already knew that he was the chief guard of the Zhou Gong Palace, named Jun Bao, and the two looked at each other, and Wu hurriedly bowed his head.

The two were led into the hall by Junbao, followed by Chu Bi, danced according to what she taught and her appearance, and also came to the bookcase, prostrate on the ground and saluted.

"Slave Chubi, I've seen my grandfather"

"Slave Xia Lian, I've seen my grandfather"

A crisp voice sounded, "Get up, all up",

"Yes, Grandpa Xie", Chu Bi responded, got up, bowed his head and lowered his eyes and stood respectfully on one side.

"Slaves don't dare"

This is what Chu Bi Jiaowu answered, because she was lowly and was summoned for the first time.

Zhou Gongben's face was full of excitement, and he suddenly froze, his eyebrows frowned, and he asked, "Don't you dare......?" Lift your head up".

Chu Bi didn't teach how to deal with it, Wu could only do as instructed, raised her head, her big eyes were facing each other, the grandfather sitting behind the desk, bumped into the first glance of the dance, and found that the grandfather's eyes were bright and smart, but there was a faint sadness and loneliness between her eyebrows, and she was stunned.

"How does it feel...... Where have you seen it?"

I saw that my grandfather Zhou Dan was fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with his hair tied in a bun on the top of his head, and his facial features were delicate.

"Bold! How dare you be so unhonored!"

The chief guard named Junbao had a long face, scolded loudly, and the frightened dance quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

Glaring at Junbao, Zhou Dan said angrily: "Junbao, what are you doing so loudly? Don't frighten her."

Zhou Dan's tender eyes looked at Wu gently, and said softly, "You, get up."

Following Chu Bi's example, he bowed his head and thanked him, "Slave, thank you", and after that, he also stood aside with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Looking at the thin and thin dance, Zhou Dan frowned, and in his slightly narrowed eyes, there was a sad mist spreading.

"Aren't you called Zhen Wu?"

"Yes, the new one"

"Dance, dance, dance...... Well, Ben Gong, I like the name dance, you still call it dance."

Zhou Dan called "dance" softly, and his heart was inexplicably chaotic, with joy, sadness, distress, and excitement...... He seems to be familiar with the name of dance, and he likes it from the bottom of his heart.

"Slave, Grandpa Xie!"

Dance salute thanks, in fact, the boss in her heart was unhappy, was changed to the cheesy Xia Lian name, I didn't expect the grandfather to be quite timely and rainy, and suddenly had a good fortune to the grandfather Listening to the grandfather's voice is very gentle, the person is also approachable, and there is a sense of déjà vu that wants to be close, so that the dance feels less afraid.

Zhou Dan looked at the girl in front of him, he also had the same feeling, as if he was familiar, he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think clearly, his eyes flickered and faded, he felt a dazed and empty heart, inexplicably rich and happy, and a smile hung on his immature face.

"Dance, the notice...... But you wrote it yourself?"

"Yes!"

"Above, you have read hundreds of books, written splendid essays, have the ability to never forget, can play chess, can play the flute, and can make Kunlun swordsmanship, these ...... Is it all true?"

Although I didn't dare to look at my grandfather's expression, I felt that the tone was relaxed and curious, and I didn't know what the question meant.

"Back to Grandpa's words, it's true, but is it good...... Isn't that good?"

"Well, it's true, but so is the deed of sale?"

"Yes"

"How old are you?"

"Nine years and nine months"

“......”

Zhou Dan's questions are simple, the dance answers are refreshing, and the questions and answers are very tacit.

The more Zhou Dan asked, the more heavy he felt in his heart, there was such a girl in the world, so she sold herself to pay off her father's debts, and she was faintly distressed, and she wanted to love and protect her.

"Dance, in the future, you will stay in ...... This study, let's serve closely."

"Grandpa, this matter, let's send it to Chu Bi, she is careful and considerate, understands the rules, and has a good background."

This is Nan Chun's voice, Mai almost kept her head down, completely unaware that she was also here.

"Yes, grandpa, she has a lowly status, and it is really inappropriate to work in the study."

A delicate warbler's cry also entered the eardrums of the dance, and it turned out that in addition to Nanchun, there were other women.

"Nanchun, Die'er, my father has his own opinions, so ?...... Just leave both, pass on lunch, dance, you stay and wait."

Wu lowered his head, responding like a mosquito and fly, listening to the grandfather's voice, there was already a trace of displeasure.

"Yes!", the crowd echoed.

There are so many rules in the palace, and the biggest feeling of dancing is that there is more time spent kneeling than standing.

At the beginning of the dance, he just stood or knelt respectfully, and was told to do some simple things, but it was really boring, so the dance listened attentively, or muttered a pair of big eyes, and listened to what the palace maids and temple people were doing.

In the eyes of others, sneaky and non-gambling behavior, from time to time into Zhou Dan's eyes, because of his gaze, often lingering on the dance, and often bumping into her eyes, seeing that she was not only not frightened, but also flashed her big eyes, and smiled at him with interest.

Zhou Dan felt that this girl was really different, and he felt happy in his heart, and he missed her by his side.

The Zhou Dynasty is a well-known state of etiquette, Zhou Dan is the advocate of the formulation of etiquette rules, in charge of the establishment of rules and regulations, the production of etiquette and other educational matters, he is a strict self-disciplined gentleman, for the rules in his palace, the most natural requirements.

Zhou Gong Palace is a model of the entire palace, everywhere the rules are restricted, the Tao is accompanied by punishment, everyone follows the rules, and they dare not cross the thunder pool half a step.

I love to chirp all day long, and when I am really bored and no one speaks, I will be a good teacher and tell the dance all kinds of cumbersome rules.

Wu is very smart, so she naturally remembers it quickly, and it didn't take long for her to memorize all the rules.