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Chapter 1 Let bygones be bygones (1)

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Shaoguang stood at the end of the dream, looking back, a unkempt and lonely woman in the fog.

Thick smoke filled the blue sky, and the face full of blood and tears was unrecognizable, familiar but distinct. The woman's bare feet and ankles were hooked by cold iron locks, and deep red blood came winding under her feet. In the fleeting shadow of smoke, something seems to whiz by: prisons, chains, violent rooms, lynchings. ...

"Ah ..." The man who was in a coma for a long time cried.

Embroidered son, who was taking care of by the bed, heard the sound and burned a tentacle on her forehead.

"I thought I was awake, but I was dreaming again." Beside the console table, Mei Qing is embroidering, with a needle and thread on her knee. "Can you stay for a day or two? Why bother with her? "

Embroidered son in a towel, is surreptitiously took out a Yu Pei from the women's underwear interlayer on the sofa. She was shocked when she heard this. When she turned around and saw that no one was watching, she smiled shyly. "It's just that she's pathetic."

"Where is the violence room? It would be nice to come back with a life. "NingShuang looked up and said sarcastically. "When you are an empress? What's the point of buttering up to her after the funeral? If you ask me, Zhong Siyi didn't put her in our room for you to wait on. "

The three people in the same room are the most common maids in the locker room of Fu Shang Bureau. Buried in the weaving and dyeing of cloth all day, it is humble and hard, and it is rare to get close to those noble female officials. Now I can meet them, but I'm still demoted on charges of humiliation.

Outside the hospital, there was a loud thunder.

The cold spring has passed, the weather is still chilly, and the thin rain blows down with a chill, like a fierce battle. Mei Qing reached down the window and shook his head. "It's raining again, and the cloth in the backyard is still wet."

At this time, people lying in bed groaned.

Embroidery subconsciously clenched the cuffs. "Are you awake?"

Shaoguang woke up.

The discerning lightning instantly makes the dark room as bright as day. A woman opens her eyes, and her eyes roll. For an instant, there seems to be endless sharpness, rotation and entanglement in her eyes. Embroidery opened her mouth in disbelief, and before she could catch it, her eyes instantly became silent, like a pool of stagnant water, deep and dim, without a ripple.

Embroidered son a wink, thought it was wrong.

"What on earth do you ... think?" NingShuang voice trembling, even Mei Qing stopped his work, quietly waiting for a while, watching people slowly sit up from the bed.

"What is this place?"

Waking from a dream is like coming back from the dead. Sitting up straight, I found that I didn't sleep in the wet and dirty bunk. The courtyard is bright and tidy, and the blue curtains exude a faint fragrance. Shaoguang is a little confused.

"Back ... back to the girl, here is ..."

Before childhood finished, NingShuang severely pestle her, "Shao girl asked where this is? The dressing room is the yard of an inferior servant! What, you don't look well? "

Simple and exquisite decorations, make-up and bed arrangement are indeed the residence of the maid of the fourth division under the leadership of Shang Liu. Shao Guang helped the bed to the ground and immediately felt the pain of shoulder blade tearing. The inner coat and outer coat have also been changed, and the silk material is clean and soft, which is not much more comfortable than the shabby linen in the violence room.

"Your name is embroidery, right? You also changed this dress for me? "

Embroidered son swallowed and nodded.

"Thank you for a few days of care. This armband is a reward for you. " The woman said, rolling down a beautiful silver arm ornament from her arm.

NingShuang and Mei Qing opened their mouths in surprise, then NingShuang bit his lip and gouged out the embroidery.

"This armband is for you, but Yu Pei wants it back ..."

Shaoguang gathered to Embroidery's ear, seemingly intimate, but the faint voice turned into a cold voice. Embroidered son shivered and bit her lip, revealing a bit of injustice and shame under her eyes. For a long time, I took Yu Pei out of my sleeve-pendants were scattered all over the floor, silk tapestry was knotted, and the dark lines of phoenix on jade were still vivid.

"Thanks a lot."

The first chapter Let bygones be bygones (2)

Shao Guang according to embroidered son's shoulder, another hand hidden in the sleeve, Yu Pei clenched.

Mei Qing and NingShuang couldn't see Sa's face from behind. They were jealous. They preconceived that it was because of jewelry. NingShuang spat bitterly; Mei Qing looked up and stole a glance at the woman who always appeared in rumors.

Shaoguang is a legend in the palace.

After entering the palace since childhood, he was directly arranged beside Gong Yuerong. Song Yuerong was responsible for picketing the imperial palace and ordered the crime to be reduced. He is the confidant of the queen mother, even Sue, the former palace, will give her three points. The family background is meager, but it can rise to the top, which has caused many criticisms from Liu Shanggong.

But she didn't stay in Gongzheng Temple for long. When Song Yuerong fell in the infighting, Xie took the upper position, and the original imperial secretary of Gongzhengsi was completely replaced, Shao Guang was transferred to the Sunglow Palace again, soaring and becoming the most popular maid-in-waiting around the Queen.

She is the dream of every new maid-in-waiting, hoping to get a generous encounter one day and be worth a hundred times. But this legend came to an abrupt end after the death of Queen Dugu. In other words, from the time when Empress Dowager Cixi lingered on her sickbed, Empress Dowager Cixi began to spare no effort to expel the imperial secretary of Zhaoxia Palace. The once overbearing handmaid almost withered in the lynching of the Shanggong Bureau. Only one severely punished Shao Guang entered the violence room and was sent to the imperial secretary's yard of Fu Shang Bureau.

Zhong Yilan painted scarlet Kou Dan on her nails, which was magnificent in color and sweet and greasy in aroma. She ignored others and went into the dressing room, just like sticking it under her nose. You always have to weigh it first.

"Since it is ordered by the queen mother, people are banished from Shanggong Bureau to the violent room. How was it finally released? " Zhong Yilan blew on Danke on her nails and asked casually.

Standing beside her was a thin female officer with prominent cheekbones and bright and hidden eyes. "I don't know. I only know what taboo I violated. Moreover, the detention time of Shanggong Bureau is different from that of other handmaids, so it should be earlier. "

A little earlier?

Zhong Yilan's eyes moved, suddenly remembering that it would give people away, and two words came-the right to send. The old master is dead, but the new master is unstable. Whose right is this? Is it the queen mother's or the late queen's ... Zhong Yilan looked at Kou Dan under the fingernails, winked at the imperial secretary to take down the flower pattern on the console table, and then looked at Fan Yi and said, "You can bring her to see me again in three days."

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The sky is clear during the day. It was cloudy for several days and finally cleared up.

Mei Qing and Ning Shuang take out the starched fabric in the backyard and dry it. Embroidery ladles them with water. They wet the fabrics over and over again, and then soak them in blue or purple vats.

Cui Pei, the steward of Mi Shang Bureau, is a diligent person, and pays great attention to the craft of ladies-in-waiting. The maids are keen-minded, but they use a lot of pigments to weave and dye some gadgets to make them, and exchange them for some money and silk for the eunuch in charge of shopping.

Xiao Dezi is early. As soon as he got to the door, he saw NingShuang standing behind the threshold and waving to himself.

"Why haven't I seen you recently?"

NingShuang stared his one eye, and gave him a pack of soft Chinese as he spoke. "Please forgive me. I'll pay you back."

Xiao Dezi refused. He swept around and said in a low voice, "The palace gate has been inspected very strictly recently, especially the waist tag and the time of entry and exit. I dare not delay too long. "

NingShuang glanced sideways. "Who doesn't know that you are in Zhao Changshi's room, but what can you do?"

On the east side of the yard, Xiuer looked at the shelf nervously and didn't even notice that the wooden pestle had fallen off. Shao Guang brushed away the hanging cloth and asked, "Is there a copy of you in that softness?"

Embroidered son nodded. Gong Ye doesn't have much money every year, so it's better to save some money by those scattered little things, although being taken away by eunuchs is really more hateful than living in poverty.

"Sold anyway. It is better to do something big. "

The quiet voice wafted faintly, which attracted NingShuang and Mei Qing to look up in surprise.

When NingShuang and Mei Qing sent the cloth to the on-the-job prison, the eunuch in charge of verification didn't even look at it, and sent it directly to the room of the big eunuch Zhao Fuquan.

Chapter I Let bygones be bygones (3) The silver has been approved, and the details of entry and exit need not be reported to the Shanggong Bureau. As for what the materials are for and where they are going, Ning Shuang and others don't know and don't need to know. Compared with the small things sold in the street, the cloth is too valuable after all, not to mention being exploited by the little eunuch. Shao Guang was taken to the dressing room, but after that day. The hall filled with incense is like a dream. Stepping into the bat-patterned hanging door of rosewood, we saw an open chair carved with gold and painted blue at the end of the inner hall, and a large rear screen carved with wisteria wood and sterling silver. The curtains hung low, and the woman in the chair was dwarfed by the golden orange pleated flower palace dress, double bun and bright moonlight. Shao Guang bent down, statecraft. Zhong Yilan is the official uniform of the Mi Shang Bureau, ranking below Cui Pei and above a thousand people. Then I took a sip of tea. When I saw the woman in the hall, I immediately said, "I once asked Xie if you have a decent family background. Unfortunately, the people in the Justice Department don't seem to know you very well. " "Handmaiden is the former GongZhengFang Song Yuerong training. When Xie Gong was in office, the handmaiden had left the Justice Department. " Zhong Yilan slightly bent lip Angle, "indeed. Xie took the post in advance and was promoted to the Sunglow Palace, where he succeeded to serve the ladies-in-waiting. Born in an ordinary family, you can be appreciated by both Song and Empress. Your skill is really not small. " The waiting maid knelt on several sides of the case, poured the freshly brewed tea into the cup and offered it with both hands. Zhong Yilan took it and skimmed the foam with the lid. "The dressing room belongs to the palace bureau, but it's different. Those who can stay are experts, but it is not enough to serve others. I wonder what tricks you have? " As soon as she stepped in, Zhong Yilan was watching. People who have been to the violence room are more or less timid, easily frightened and a little too cautious. There is nothing wrong with Shao Guang's behavior, but he shows the decent atmosphere of the big palace maid carefully cultivated by Shangyi Bureau. She did serve in the palace. She was imprisoned, punished and tortured. Today, she still shows indifference and calmness, which just shows the sophistication and sophistication of this woman. Shao Guang lowered his eyes. "Handmaiden is not good at needlework." Zhong Yilan hold the hand of the tea lamp a lag, for a moment, banished, "are you kidding? I'm not good at needlework, but I want to stay in the dressing room! Just a few days after entering the door, before the division of labor, he first instigated the imperial secretary to steal the satin from the palace and gave it to him privately. You dare to be so presumptuous if you have no skill. Who gave you courage! " Zhong Yilan put the tea lamp on the table, and the table flashed, spilling some hot fragrant teas. "Don't talk, this is the default. Bribery is always a taboo. My dressing room is a small temple, and it seems that you, a giant Buddha, can't stay any longer. " Shao Guang bowed his head, his body curled slightly, his black hair hung over his thin shoulders, casting a shadow on his face, and his expression was imprisoned in gloom. Zhong Yilan squinted and couldn't see clearly. She only felt that her long eyelids seemed to move, and a weak voice came from her ear: "handmaiden is not good at needlework, but she is proficient in many trivial things." If Lan can show mercy, the handmaiden will give everything away ... "No one in the locker room dared to show such contempt and indifference, and Lan's eyes flashed with sadness. "You should know what these four words mean. The past is the past, and the present is so humble. Even if you do as you say, how much money do I still need? " "Zhong Siyi is naturally not short of money." Looking up gently in the dusk, the haze receded, and his face was pale, his pupils were dark and his eyes flashed. "But what does Zhong Siyi want?" "Everyone here wants something." Shao Guang whispered, "What Zhong Siyi wants is not to covet small profits like others. In the palace, I am afraid that no one can help you get what you want except handmaiden. " It was just four hours after I left Tang Bao's inner room. Fan Yi came back from the treasure room with flowers, and only had time to see a slim figure.

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The first chapter Let bygones be bygones (4)

The warm afternoon sun shone on the diamond-shaped mirror, burning the lilacs on the windowsill. After sitting on the console table, Zhong Yilan saw Mi Yi and put a glass ring lock on the watch case. "From now on, she is the person in the dressing room. You started to send clothes and pendants, and the bed has been changed. The two of them will squeeze one, and this is spread in the humble bureau. "

Fan Yi stared at the handkerchief, and the words "Fu Shang Bureau" were engraved under Mulan's ornamentation.

"Zhong Siyi, have you really decided to keep her?"

Zhong Yilan Gherardini, stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the silk tapestry on his son. Everyone in the room is an expert in needlework, and she has no shortage of skilled handmaids. As for the so-called "trivial matter"-"It is better to give up chess than to dare to live. Instead of being cheaper to others, it is better to use it yourself, which may bring unexpected gains. "

"She really stayed!"

"Unexpectedly, I finally stayed in the dressing room."

Imperial secretary will send all daily necessities to the house and make careful arrangements. NingShuang and Mei Qing watched with surprise and jealousy. At the moment, Shao Guang is standing in the south corner of the yard in light gray court clothes. After being proudly told by Mi Yi, she handed Embroidery a symbol of her identity.

"Zhong Siyi kind-hearted, also don't delusion can be lazy and greedy. The locker room is not a place to raise idle people! " From grade seven to grade seven, Mi Yi, with all her gestures, naturally took the posture of an old man.

Embroidered son passive Nuo Nuo nod, hate can't curl up into a ball and hide in the corner.

At this time, the imperial secretary dressed in apricot silk came in with a booklet called Shao Guang. Mi Fei took a glance, knowing that it was the registered name of the secretariat of Shangyi Bureau, and gave a hand to embroidery to move the lattice frame into the yard.

Outside the hospital, it's been a long time since we started again.

A woman with a good face is a secretary of Shangyi Bureau, a clerk in the government, and one of the powerful female officials in the palace. She also worked in the Sunglow Palace, but eventually she was defeated in the battle with Shaoguang. Later, she went to the secretary's office and took over the charge.

When the maids were told to leave, the woman in the pleated apricot skirt turned around, looked it up and down, and covered her lips with a smile: "This dress matches you, just as boring."

Shao Guang looked at her. "Why don't you go in?"

Then she smiled and said, "Come with me. That room is so unlucky. It is more spacious to change places. "

The house she lives in is really unlucky because someone died not long ago. According to the regulations, Shang Liu's handmaid shares four rooms. Before Shaoguang went, one died, leaving Ning Shuang, Mei Qing and Xiuer. The name of the dead handmaid is firefly. It is said that she died of the plague, and even the bed was pulled out and burned afterwards. Ning Shuang and others are so secretive about this that they dare not even mention it.

Round and round, and then the front edge came to the patio outside the Nishinomiya with salt light.

The vines on the flower stand have been open for a long time, and they have been winding and covering the sky. People stand inside and can't see the clue from the outside. Shao Guang looked at the flowers and trees that were blocked all around and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"This is what you call spacious?"

"Shao, many people have been asking you since you were detained in the Shanggong Bureau." Then dust off the caterpillar on the embroidered skirt and raise your head. "But you have walked out of the violence room. Why don't you come to Shangyi Bureau and come to me? "

"Shangyi Bureau is not suitable for me."

Perhaps, the lack of light is not as unlucky as the palace said, and it is in a dilemma. She was indeed held on death row in Shanghai Industrial Development Bureau, and she was also punished, but not implicated, but because the charges involved bribery.

With bitterness in his eyes, "Shao, I know you blame me. Since the death of Empress Dowager Cixi, Empress Dowager Cixi has been the only one. Before the mourning period, she counterattacked Zhao Xia Palace. It is indeed because of the meager strength that it is difficult to achieve anything. "

"I also defected. How can I blame you? "

The woman reached out and picked a leaf to cover the sun from the vines. After Master's death, Zhao Xia Palace was put under curfew overnight by the Shanggong Bureau. She was ready, but she couldn't get away in time. Most of the servants with lower status in the palace died in prison. Former close friends either died young or turned against each other. Now, there are only a few left

Continue to front shook his head, "if it weren't for early planning, maybe even you ..."

After all, she was puzzled and shocked by Shao Guang's talent and vision.

When the queen was alive, the influence of boudoir once spread to the palace. At that time, the queen mother was still hiding behind the curtain, like a timid and ignorant woman. Queen Dugu cultivated her own strength unscrupulously, putting six games in a row. The most scheming handmaids almost infiltrated each other and jointly propped up the most prosperous period of boudoir. Among them, there are many women in the boudoir, such as her in the family room, and imperial secretaries who are sent to other places in various names.

However, since the death of the queen, the Mingguang Palace has risen rapidly and the boudoir forces have collapsed instantly.

Shaoguang, who was the first to bear the brunt, was spared-only later, when the Queen was seriously ill, she made a fortune, and the Justice Department reported it to Mingguang Palace, and the Queen Mother detained her in a rage. Less than half a month later, the queen died suddenly, and Shao Guang was banished to the violent room, so she was not implicated in the cruel punishment of the queen mother.

"Shao, six is twenty-four, but you just chose the bureau farthest from the power center ..."

Shao Guang raised his eyes and caught the complexity and unwillingness that flashed in the eyes of the leading edge.

In the past, when I was in Rong Sheng, I used to be the highest-ranking woman in the Sunglow Palace. I am so proud and elegant, I am above. When did I take Shang Liu seriously? At present, I am relegated to the inner bureau, but I still have to linger on, walking on thin ice. It's a shame for the boudoir to be so humble.

"I escaped from the infighting, if it weren't for timely termination, I still can't reach this step. Maybe I'm tired, maybe I'm dormant and waiting. Now that my wings have been cut off, it's hard to do anything for a while. Temporary retirement is not necessarily a good thing. "

Shao Guang quietly looked at the front again.

Then he looked up in dismay, but he saw his lonely self through the dark pupil. She suddenly felt that Shao Guang's words seemed to be addressed not only to her, but also to herself.

Chapter II Jinhua Kai (1)

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In April, tea mushrooms are sweet dreams.

On the fifth day of Shao Guang's arrival in the dressing room, he was facing the examination of the single room in the office. All the maids in the dressing room were carefully selected. Among my roommates, Mei Qing is a master of embroidery, Ning Shuang is best at bleaching and dyeing, and even the smallest embroiderer weaves good materials. Shao Guang looked at the embroidery thread in the basket. The color was magnificent, but the tentacles were raw.

Several robes passed by the imperial secretary's embroidered frame, and the embroiderer secretly stuffed the semi-embroidered pattern. NingShuang coughed, pulling Mi Yi to ask an embroidery style.

In less than half an hour, a bright daisy jumped on the satin, but did not put down the needle. In fact, there is another layer under the embroidered satin, and the silver needle flies up and down to embroider another piece.

"Everyone will stop then."

The gong rang again, and all the maids tidied up their sewing. Shao Guang couldn't help laughing when he looked at this lifelike orchid embroidery on the embroidery rack in front of him.

"Well, not bad."

"The stitches are too dense. Pay attention to your discretion next time. "

Fu Shang Trippe walked past her servant's embroidered frame and looked at it very carefully.

Shao Guang had seen her in the violent room, with the same satin palace costume and the same manner, but her attitude at that time was completely different from that at the moment. Cui Pei came to the front, paused for a moment, and seemed to be observing carefully. Embroidered son's heart was in her throat. For an instant, she continued to walk back, and she was relieved.

The woman who neglected embroidery rubbed the satin twice and looked up and saw a Zhong Yilan in Yonghua Palace sitting in the classroom smiling. That smile is obviously saying that she has seen the tricks of Sa, Ningshuang and Mei Qing.

"The dressing room is different from other places. Sample albums can be produced by the Treasure Room, and the dressing room is responsible for issuing cards and hairband, but both of them need to cooperate with the clothing selection in the dressing room. You are the best maids in Fu Shang Bureau, so pay more attention. "

Cui Pei sat back in class. During the lecture, Ningshuang and Sa both looked up and moved, and even the lightest plum listened quietly. Shao Guang found that many eyes were projected from all directions: awe and admiration ... Just sitting there, you can feel whether the women in the crowd are kind or malicious, admired or despised.

But as the manager of the dressing room, Zhong Yilan didn't speak from beginning to end-discipline, encouragement and division of labor seemed to have nothing to do with her, and even Cui Pei's shock was ignored.

"There must be an assessment every month in the bureau, and it is not good to rely on others every time." Finally, Zhong Yilan left her alone, holding a satin hand and her purplish nails were bright.

Shao Guang whispered, "I wonder if I can ask Zhong Siyi to give me some advice?"

"Just mention something," Zhong Yilan smiled like a flower. "As for forgiveness, it depends on your sincerity and weight."

Zhong Yilan finally returned the satin embroidered by Mei Qing and Xiuer to Shaoguang. If it is Mi Yi, Ning Shuang and others will lose their jobs, even if it is not extortion. If Zhong Yilan doesn't want it, it's just a handle and it's not rare.

It was still cloudy in the morning, and it began to clear up after noon. Passing through Huxifang, Ye Ting Bureau is at the end of the tunnel. You can still hear the sound of rubbing clothes inside when you are close.

At this time, the people who are still washing clothes in the yard are all ugly maids, or maids who are instructed to make trouble. When Shao Guang was demoted to the violent room, he was starched in the chilly spring and his hands were immersed in cold water, which was unimaginable biting cold.

The inner courtyard is full of washed clothes. The deeper you go, the stronger the familiar smell of Gleditsia sinensis. Shaoguang stepped into the threshold, and Xu Sleeve took a nap on the cane chair.

The chambermaid knew it was too late to change the tea lamp, so she quickly woke her up and pointed to a light gray maid-in-waiting in the porch and swallowed.

"Are you ..."

Xu Xiu is one of the maids in charge of the violence room. She has been in Ye Ting Bureau for fifteen years, and she practiced calmly very early. But seeing this man here and now, I still can't help but be dumbfounded.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and my mother is well." Shao Guang took the tea lamp, took a sip of it and sent it to his lips. Then he drew a nib from his waist and put it on the console table.

The second chapter Jin Huakai (2)

Xu sleeve qu eyes, "this is ..."

Shao Guang opened the toolkit to reveal a corner of the silver ticket cascade. "These are for several charge mothers in the violence room. After the event, in addition to expressing gratitude again, Zhong Siyi also took care of Xu's mother. "

"Zhong Siyi?"

Shao Guangdian nodded. "Mom still remembers the materials that the manager sent to Ye Ting Bureau three months ago, including palace satin and crescent white. Is there anything else? "

Xu sleeve eyelid shake shake. From time to time, some damaged or illegally made fabrics are sent to the violent room for destruction, such as the batch of palace satin before March. She hid it carefully, and few butlers knew it. How could she leak the news to the locker room? ...

"The materials sent by Chamberlain's supervisor are naturally to be destroyed. I'm old, and I don't know what the girl means. If there is no storage room, it will be burned. If Zhong Siyi wants it, he might as well ask the internal supervisor. "

"Really?" Shao Guang raised his eyes and said softly, "But what should I do now that the cloth is in the hands of the handmaiden?"

In the dazzling sunshine, Xu sleeve suddenly raised his head. In front of the woman, the whole face is imprisoned in a bleak aura, clearly smiling, but the fundus is full of insight into everything.

"How ... how is it possible ..."

Shaoguang put down the tea lamp. "The chamberlain sent the materials to the violent room for destruction, not to smuggle them out of the palace to take bribes. Xu mother folded satin into silver outside the palace to enrich herself. I think Yu has also swallowed a lot of benefits? "

There is a faint scent of Gleditsia sinensis in the wind.

She smelled the smell for three months until her ten fingers were soaked with blood. She still remembered the cold well water, the smelly dung bucket outside the house, and the dye in the dye vat that could make her hands peel off a layer of skin. And fetch water and wash feet for the maid-in-waiting in charge every day, and then pour out the water for washing feet.

"If you insist on moving things down, handmaiden only send the materials to the notary department. If you catch a thief and take the stolen goods, I'm afraid even Yu can't afford the errand of more than a dozen people in the imperial court. "

Xu sleeve beaded with fine sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth and stared at her bitterly.

"What do you want?"

Shao Guang looked at her. "Xu's mother knows that Cui is the most important person, and her personal relationship with Xie has been very close. As long as Xu's mother testifies, Gong Zhengsi will never pursue it to the end. "

Listen to Shao Guang, Xu Xiu's face suddenly changed. "Cui sent you?"

"There's a clock."

There has been a long history of infighting in Jishang Bureau, especially in the dressing room and treasure room. While Zhong Yilan and Yu are coveted, they are also doing their best to suppress each other. Xu sleeve secretly gritted her teeth and thought twice, taking the lesser of two evils ... Since Cui Pei also wants to die, as an outsider, she doesn't need to compensate herself.

Out of the violence room, the smell of Gleditsia suddenly faded.

Shao Guang brushed off the residual fragrance on her skirt and looked up to catch a glimpse of Mi Yi not far away.

Bitan lotus is a kind of green lotus leaf. In Chi Pan, Mi Yi stood there alone, like a withered lotus. She has no decent family background. Being able to make six dresses in Ye Ting Bureau is the limit, and you can't be promoted any more.

After the ceremony, after the ceremony, Shao Guang can see the embroidered bag.

There are many silver tickets in the embroidered lotus with dark stripes. If you weigh it, there are at least several hundred thousand taels.

In the eyes of the imperial secretary in the bureau, the style, embroidery thread, satin material and craftsmanship of the palace ... When the two rooms are involved, Zhong Yilan must be tit for tat with Yu. Because jade was originally a dress in the dressing room, like Zhong Yilan, she used to be a female official. Only then treasurer Zhao Dezhen left the palace and Cui Pei was promoted to fill the vacancy.

Let you send the handmaiden yourself, which means that from now on, Zhong Yilan hates her teeth. Her achievements, ability and dependence are all trampling on her self-esteem. In the past, the dressing room and the treasure room were in perfect harmony, but because of personal will, they became tit for tat and incompatible.

What is intriguing is that no matter how aggressive Zhong Yilan is, Yu always chooses to back down. This kind of forbearance is so ambiguous in the attitude of still serving Cui Pei, and the infighting that still serves the bureau is more and more confusing.

The second chapter Jin Huakai (3)

Three days later, Shao Guang took the embroidered bag to the Palace Bureau.

Just after a week's rest, the little eunuchs in charge of the prison gambled together in twos and threes. On the threshold, you can occasionally see the imperial secretary who is dozing off.

The porch beams and columns are newly renovated and enter the inner room, beautifully arranged. The back screen of wisteria wrapped in flowers, the big scheme of embedding silk into the window gallery to pick teeth and fold corners, and five chairs inlaid with red sandalwood and jade treasures around it. The only bright color is the yellow pear in the case, the screen, the landscape of the characters, and the ancient meaning. Fresh fruit is ready on the table. Looking around, Zhao Fuquan is not in the room.

Xiao Dezi offered tea, which is the silver needle of Dongting Junshan. The bitter fragrance curled up, giving her a feeling of being around the queen in the past.

Zhao Fuquan once collapsed in internal strife, and it was she who borrowed the power of Nakamiya to help him make a comeback. After that, eunuchs and handmaids formed a strong relationship network to help each other eliminate disasters. Now, everyone in the Sunglow Palace has collapsed, and Zhao Fuquan is still beautiful in Rong Sheng. The tables have turned and everything has returned to its original place.

"If your regular waiter is not here, I'll come another day." When the tea was cold, Shao Guang simply put down his teacup and got up and walked out.

"Girl, wait a little longer, Zhao Changshi will be back soon." Xiao Dezi hurried to stay.

Shao Guang smiled faintly. "There are many things waiting for us to do in the dressing room. If I go back late, I will be punished. "

When I stepped out of the threshold, there was a sinister voice outside. Zhao Fuquan appeared in Chaoshou's veranda, as if he had just returned from outside. Xiaodezi hurried to meet him.

"Grandfather, Miss Shao, she ..."

Zhao Fuquan waved and walked up in three or two steps. "Long time no see, girl!"

Gray beard, wrinkled face, a pair of sunken eyes. He has been floating in the palace for more than ten years. This is a person who is always elegant. What he called "a long time" was her worst two years. Shao Guang looks as usual, still smiling. "Thanks to your father-in-law, he misses you."

Small foundation lifted the curtain, Zhao Fuquan bent and smiled. "The old slave knows that the girl has gone to the Fu Shang Bureau now, and she wants to send someone to please come and catch up, but she is afraid of violating the regulations. The girl won't blame you? "

"It's very kind of grandpa. Just now, the handmaiden thought it over carefully, thanks to your condescension. "

Pear flower opened the chair and spread it out, and the two sat down again. Xiao Dezi quickly brought the fresh tea. Zhao Fuquan took a sip while it was hot and said, "The girl's business is my business. You're welcome."

Shao Guang chuckled: "My father-in-law is a loyal man, and he is partial to ignorance." The chamberlain and the Fu Shang Bureau were originally at peace, but Zhong Siyi got the news that there was chamberlain colluding with the Four Treasures. It is related to Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac, and it also involves corruption. Zhong Siyi specially asked the handmaiden to find her father-in-law to measure it. "

Fine porcelain is bright and fragrant, and the woman's whisper seeps into the cups, dusting off the foam, leaving no fragrance left.

Zhao Fuquan frowned slightly. "This is ..."

"Three months ago, a batch of silks and satins flowed out of the treasure room, which should have been reserved for buying winter clothes, but someone brought them to the on-the-job supervisor, who sent them to the violent room for destruction in the name of abandonment. I don't know who instigated the palace maid to smuggle it out of the palace and sell it for silver. " Shao Guang put the teacup on the console table. "My father-in-law is notoriously mean, but don't get dirty. It is because of a small loss. "

Zhao Fuquan frown, thoughtfully for a long time.

A new chamberlain has just arrived in the chamberlain's prison. His name is Li Yuan-a young chamberlain with junior qualifications. He used to be in charge of Mingguang Palace, and the same is true in front of the Queen Mother, but everyone loves him. It is precisely because of this that when I first entered the palace bureau, I fought for power and profit everywhere, embezzled power and dereliction of duty, abused power for personal gain, and formed a party for personal gain. Shan-"Girl, we often wait on the most listening places. Come on, let the slave pour you another cup of tea. "

Xiao Dezi's hospitality made Shao Guang smile. "Father DE is so careful. When did he enter the palace? "

"B not years, bearing is Fuxin grandpa's grace. Miss Meng doesn't mind. Always scolded by the new Chang Li, a rude slave! "

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{Is this a novel? ! }