Female Official In the East Palace

The carriage stopped in front of a teahouse called "Juming Teahouse", looking through the car window, it was only a small second floor, and it didn't look much different from the tavern next to it.

Brother Three and Brother Eight stepped out of the carriage first, San Fujin was wearing a cloak, Rong Xin saw that she did not want to let go of Dongzhu, so he put on the hat on the cloak for her, In this way, as long as you bow your head a little, you can block the sight of most people.

"San Fujin, shall I go down with Gege?"

San Fujin shook his head, but did not let go, "I can hold it."

Rong Xin got up and walked out of the carriage.

As soon as the third elder brother saw her coming out, he immediately extended his hand.

How could Rong Xin teach the third elder brother to help her with peace of mind, and declined: "I can do it myself."

The third elder brother still raised his hand and said with a smile: "Aunt, why are you being polite to me?"

The third brother did not withdraw his hand after helping her, but extended his hand to San Fujin, "Madam, give me your hand."

San Fujin originally held Dongzhu with both hands, paused for a moment, then changed to one hand, and then put the other hand in Sange's hand.

The eighth brother has been standing beside the carriage, watching it from beginning to end, I don't know what to think, and his ears are slightly red.

Rong Xin smiled and turned her eyes away, so as not to teach young people to be ashamed.

Everyone walked into the ordinary teahouse on the outside, but found that there was something special inside.

As soon as you enter the teahouse, you will see a vast lobby, and you will see a rockery as high as the second floor. In the hall, there is a curved water flowing in from the southwest gate, wrapping around the rockery and then flowing out from the southeast gate.

At the door, Xiao Er dressed as a book boy warmly greeted him and greeted, "A few distinguished guests are looking at the face, but this is the first time to Juming Teahouse?"

The third brother nodded reservedly, and without waiting for the second introduction, he said, "The third master has reserved a private room a few days ago."

Little Er heard him sign up for the taboo, and immediately raised his hand and said, "It's actually the third master, please go upstairs, the best private room has been reserved for you."

"Lead the way."

Very elegant."

With the voice of the three elder brothers, a few people walked around the rockery and saw a table in front of the rockery. A musician on the stage was playing the piano. The curling sound they heard when they came in was the source from this.

At this point, there are two things that attract the attention of several people. One is that the walls extending from both sides of the table are covered with calligraphy and paintings. The children were all around, doing something very lively.

Seeing that they were paying attention, Xiaoer introduced with a smile: "Today, the money from Jiangsu is the host, and the scholars are invited to use tea instead of wine to make flying flowers. If a few are interested, You can participate together; even if you are not interested in Feihualing, there is nothing wrong with it, you can also sip water and throw pots in the teahouse..."

The third elder brother gave birth to a little interest, and asked a few people: "It's interesting to see, do you want to participate?"

It was the first time that the eighth brother left the palace under such circumstances, so he was very interested and nodded.

The third elder brother looked at Sanfujin, saw her and Dongzhu in his arms, all big and small with a sullen expression, and turned to Rong Xin again, asked with a smile: "Auntie Woolen cloth?"

Rong Xin shook his head, "I'm not good at this, so I don't dare to be ugly."

In this way, Brother Three and Brother Eight accompanied a few people to the private room, and then Brother Three looked down at the window of the lobby along the private room, and instructed: "I and I The eighth brother is below, if you and Sanfujin have any urgent matters, just call."

San Fujin nodded slightly, Rong Xin replied: "You and my eighth brother go to play by yourself, you don't need to worry about it here."

The third and eighth brothers left the private room and went downstairs.

The garden is completely different.

San Fujin didn't like making noise, so Rong Xin closed the door in the middle and sat under the window outside watching the three and eighth brothers playing with the scholars .

Rong Xin is not very sensitive to this aspect, often a certain scholar recites a poem, she has not yet responded, and the rest are cheering.

But even so, Rong Xin was very excited, and it could be seen that the third and eighth brothers arrived later, but gradually became the focus of everyone, obviously their talents were not inferior to the presence of taxis.

The two of them also watched Rong Xin grow up a little bit, and a burst of pride was born spontaneously.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the door of the tea house, Rong Xin took a closer look and saw the door of the tea house, and the little Er who had just led them stopped the two.

The eldest is a young girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in slightly old but clean clothes, and looks pitiful; the youngest is a boy of about six or seven years old, very thin Big and small.

Go, please."

"Please..."

Little Er refused impatiently: "Juming Teahouse is an elegant place, and there must be no extravagant sounds."

The little boy immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "My mother is seriously ill, my sister has to do this, please let us in?"

"No no no!"

The scholars gradually stopped flying the flying flower orders because of the noise. Seeing this, the third elder brother knew that his interest was interrupted and it was difficult to continue, so he said to the eighth elder brother: "Go up."

The eighth brother looked at the two siblings at the entrance of the teahouse, nodded, and followed the third brother upstairs.

The third brother saw that he looked back at the two siblings from time to time, laughed and joked: "What?

The eighth brother did not deny it, and nodded: "It is too pitiful that women can only make money to support the family."

Rong Xin saw the two of them go upstairs by the window, and opened the door to welcome them.

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Three brothers are still ridicule him: "Just aunt here, if the eighth brother likes a weak woman, please come back to a few words to say a few words. A congenial Fujin."

The eighth brother has not yet arranged personnel around, and in front of the married brother, he is naturally a little thin, and is embarrassed to answer.

Rong Xin gave the third elder brother a sullen look, "The marriages of the elder brothers are all decided by the emperor himself, so what's the use of making kind words to the princess?"

The word "beautiful words" came out of the third brother's mouth repeatedly, and she almost didn't recognize it.

The folding fan in the hands of the third brother knocked twice on the shoulder and neck, and said with a smile: "Aunt is so serious, I can't tease the eighth brother."

The two sat down, Rong Xin poured a cup of tea for each of them, and asked casually, "Eighth brother really thinks they are pitiful?"

Downstairs, Xiao Er at the entrance of the tea house called the guards of the tea house to come over, trying to force the two brothers and sisters to leave, a scholar said to stop: "Little Er, this sister and brother are like this Unfortunately, how can you be so tough?"

"Young Master Qi, forgive me, it's really a small persuasion, but they won't listen."

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Among the scholars, two more scholars expressed sympathy for their sisters and brothers. Seeing this, the scholars with the surname Qi raised their chest even more and rebuked Xiao Er in a righteous manner: "Don't ask Someone come in? My son paid this girl to sing a song."

On the second floor, the third elder brother tutted his head and shook his head, "How can this teahouse be a place where he can be arrogant? Such a lack of wink, it can't be used."

As soon as he finished speaking, he listened to Xiao Er and said without giving up: "The rules of Juming teahouse, there should be no such extravagant sounds in the elegant place, if you want to listen to Qi Gongzi, you might as well find him elsewhere. place."

Rong Xin raised her eyebrows, so rigid?

"Can the third brother explain to the eighth brother and me, who is the master behind this Juming Teahouse?"

The eighth brother also looked at the third brother with curiosity in his eyes.

The third brother pretended to shake his fan mysteriously, and replied, "Private property of King Jingxi of Doluoxi County."

As soon as Rong Xin heard Jingxi's name and thought of the reputation of this place, she couldn't help but think of the prince, but on the surface she seemed to be simply curious and asked, "How long has this teahouse been open?"

The reputation is because this person is very good at making friends with people of insight, and he often entertains scholars at Juming Tea House."

Rong Xin looked sideways at the person pointed by the third brother.

At this time, the scholar surnamed Qi seemed to be unable to hang on his face because of Xiaoer's words, flicked his sleeves, got up and walked to the door, and said to the young girl: "It's so unreasonable, girl, just follow me Go to the teahouse next door!"

The young girl was very moved: "Thank you, son, thank you son!"

Afterwards, a scholar surnamed Qi led his sister and brother out of the teahouse, and then Qian Juren greeted everyone to continue.

The third brother and the eighth brother were not in the mood to go further, so they sat on the top and drank tea. recite a few poems.

Sanfujin's maid opened the door, Sanfujin walked out with Dongzhu in her arms, and said lightly, "Noisy."

Rong Xin and the others listened carefully, only then did they hear the gentlemen in the garden and the gentlemen in the lobby squirm together.

When the third brother heard the words of San Fujin, he looked at the eighth brother and asked: "Your third sister-in-law has ordered the kitchen to prepare a feast before you came out, and the eighth brother can come with me for a drink at home. Good? I have a good spring burn."

The so-called shaochun is distilled wine, which is much stronger than ordinary fermented wine.

The third brother is nothing but the third brother, but the eighth brother is still young, and there are not many opportunities to try in the palace, so Rong Xin coughed lightly as a reminder.

The third brother immediately smiled and changed his words: "Wine, whether it is wine, I have a very clear crystal glass in my house, and my aunt drinks some too."

Wine is not very intoxicating, especially when it comes to Rong Xin, so she thanked and complied.

A few people left Juming Teahouse and took a carriage to the mansion of the third brother. However, not long after the carriage left the teahouse, it was blocked by the people in front of him.

The third brother opened the carriage window and asked the guard, "What happened ahead?"

"Reporting to the third brother, it seems that someone was fighting in the teahouse in front."

"Can someone stop it?" The sound of beating and smashing can be vaguely heard inside, the third brother frowned and glanced at the people watching the lively, and ordered, "All the way! A catastrophic disaster!"

The guards listened to the order, and a few people stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Disperse! All disperse! If they don't disperse, they will all be pressed to the Shuntian Palace Yamen!"

The crowd watching the lively people quickly dispersed, less than a stick of incense, and there was no one in front of them, and a few people on the carriage could clearly see the fighting in the teahouse.

The three elder brothers looked at Rong Xin and the others...

Rong Xin saw that Sanfujin didn't lift his eyelids, and Dongzhu couldn't move much. He was still playing with the tenon and tenon in his hand. The third elder brother said: "I am here, you and the eighth elder brother just go."

The third elder brother and the eight elder elder brother suddenly widened their eyes, and even San Fujin looked at her sideways.

The guards have been ordered to stop the fight in the teahouse, so the third elder brother is not in a hurry, only looking at the handgun in her hand in surprise, "You always carry it with you? In and out of the palace Didn't the guards confiscate it?"

"I only take self-defense when I go out of the palace."

But even though Rong Xin said this, the truth is that Kangxi and the crown prince knew about the fact that she would carry a handgun when she went out of the palace, so no one in the palace searched her.

This has been the case for several years.

The third brother and the eighth brother were still surprised, but they didn't ask any more questions, but got off the carriage with great confidence.

Rong Xin looked through the window to see Brother Three and Brother Eight entering the teahouse, and then two figures, one big and one small, suddenly rushed towards Brother Three and Brother Eight...

Rong Xin looked familiar and squinted slightly, isn't this the two brothers and sisters from Juming Teahouse before?

The one who fought was the scholar with the surname Qi and others?

Rong Xin probed slightly and wanted to see the situation in the teahouse, but unfortunately the angle was wrong, and she could only see that the sister and brother, the two teaching guards, were blocking the third brother and the eighth brother one step away.

Just as Rong Xin was about to open his mouth to tell the groom to drive the carriage forward, he suddenly felt a burst of sight, and when he turned his head, he saw Dongzhu in Sanfujin's arms staring at her. Handgun in hand.

Rong Xin looked down at the handgun, then at Dongzhu, and asked, "Do you like this?"

Dongzhu didn't answer, still staring at the handgun.

Rong Xin moved her hand gun left and right, and when she saw her eyes moved, she could not care who was fighting in the teahouse, even if she took the bullet out of her hand gun and handed it to Dong Zhu.

The mortise and tenon fell off, Dongzhu raised her hand and grabbed the handgun, the handgun was a little strong. When she first started, her small hand fell, but she quickly lifted it up and fiddled with the handgun.

Rong Xin and San Fujin watched her every move intently.

The third brother and the eighth brother returned to the carriage and interrupted them.

"This is...?" Third Brother looked at Dongzhu and asked aloud.

Rong Xin did not answer, but instead asked: "Brother three, what's going on in the teahouse? I saw the previous two brothers and sisters."

"Banner?"

Since the Eight Banners entered the customs, these Eight Banners children have been very arrogant, and they can even fight in public.

The eighth brother replied: "There has always been a slight friction between the eight flags, just now the patrolling camp for questioning, those people are full of people, I don't know if there is a precedent for the fight, the third brother decided to make this happen. Report the matter to Emperor Ama."

"Aren't the three elder brothers going back to the academy tomorrow?"

The third elder brother nodded, "Go back, so after Yinsi returns to the palace, he will inform Huang Ama."

Several people were talking when the carriage suddenly stopped abruptly, due to inertia, all of them swayed, Dongzhu's handgun failed to hold steady and hit her directly. calf, and then fell on the carriage again.

Rong Xin hurriedly squatted in front of Dongzhu nervously, opened her pants to check, and saw that there was only a little red on her legs, and it was not a big problem, so she felt relieved.

Dongzhu didn't seem to feel any pain, she reached out and grabbed the gun on the ground.

San Fujin followed her movements and bent over. Seeing that she wanted to be good at the gun, he leaned over to pick it up and handed it to her.

"How to drive!"

As soon as the angry voice of the third brother fell, the driver outside the carriage immediately said with sincerity and sincerity: "Reporting to the third brother, a woman suddenly rushed out, and the servant was worried about hitting her, so he hurriedly stopped the carriage. ."

Beside the car window, the guard said: "His Royal Highness, it is the sister and brother of the teahouse."

"Go away!"

In front of the carriage, the woman also heard the words of the third elder brother, and quickly said pitifully: "Young master has just saved the two sisters and brothers of the Minnv, and the Minnv came here to thank you, not intentionally to disturb …”

The third elder brother was full of impatience, and was about to give an order when he heard the eighth elder brother say to the guard: "It's a girl's house after all, it's too fierce in broad daylight and it's too fierce to fall into the mouth of others, please go away. Yes."

Eighth brother is right, it is really inconvenient to be too fierce.

Rong Xin said warmly, "Why don't I go down and talk to her."

The third elder brother wanted to persuade her to get off the carriage in person, but seeing the coldness in his aunt's eyes, he still didn't open his mouth.

Rong Xin got out of the carriage, and saw the sister and brother kneeling in front of the carriage, looking at the guards fearfully, and there were many people watching the fun on both sides of the road.

The young girl said timidly: "This lady..."

"Hmm." Rong Xin replied softly, not angry.

The little boy leaned close to his sister in fear, and the sister also shrank under Rong Xin's eyes, as if Rong Xin was bullying them.

"The family is so embarrassed that she has to take care of her seriously ill mother and younger brother as a woman?"

The young girl nodded.

Rong Xin lowered her head and looked at her condescendingly, "I remember that there are many embroidery workshops in Beijing recruiting embroidery girls and apprentices. All right?"

She doesn't really care about singing, but this woman's purpose is too obvious.

When the people on both sides heard her singing, their eyes suddenly changed and they pointed.

The young girl panicked and explained in a panic: "It's really not good for a little girl, and the money is urgently needed at home..."

"Then why don't you sell yourself? With the looks of a girl, you must be able to sell a good home."

The young girl was speechless, her lips trembled, and she said in a panic: "I... My brother is young, and my mother is seriously ill. There can be no one to take care of at home, I..."

"Really?" Rong Xin interrupted her, "It's sensible to hear what the girl said, but I can sue you for disturbing the public order if you don't want to teach you to be arrested. If the camp is taken away, it is better to let it go.”

"Why is Madam embarrassing our sister and brother?" The girl was afraid, but she took sympathy with her brother to get up.

Rong Xin turned her head to the guard and said, "I'll persuade me well, throw it out."

The two guards immediately stepped forward and threw the two of them without pity, and the siblings fell heavily to the ground.

And falling like this is just a pain, a lesson, it won't cause any serious injuries, so Rong Xin didn't pay more attention and returned to the carriage directly.

The third brother asked the driver to restart the journey.

Rong Xin pulled Dongzhu's pants slightly again, and saw that the red spot that was smashed out above her leg had basically disappeared, and then she was relieved.

As for Dongzhu, she let her move all the way, quietly immersed in the new toy in her hand.

Rong Xin lowered her head and glanced at the abandoned tenon and tenon on the ground, then looked at the new love in her hand, the hand gun, thoughtfully.