[Qing Chuan] No pet little promise

"An old godly woman who wants to die, she is only clean when she dies. Masters and slaves are a bunch of rotten hearts. She still thinks she is a noble lady, but she is relying on the blessing of her ancestors..."

In the dormitory, Li Jiagui's eyes were cold and cold, and the words he spit out were even more shocking.She tore the veil as if she were tearing the hair of someone she hated deeply.

The little maid beside her, Huixin, was the son of the family who entered the palace with her, her face turned pale when she heard this, and she kept looking at the closed palace door.Although all the palace people have been repelled, but every time they hear the master's curse, they still can't help but tremble with fear.

It started four years ago, since the child who carried all the expectations of the master unfortunately miscarried.

Although there is no evidence, Mrs. Li Jia has always suspected that Xi Concubine caused her miscarriage.

Concubine Xi has not been able to give birth for many years in the palace, but she was favored right after entering the palace, not to mention being promoted all the way to nobleman, she even became pregnant.In those days, she could clearly feel Xi Concubine's jealousy towards her.

After the miscarriage, she hurt her body and had to recuperate for half a year to recover, after which she never loved her again.

Li Jiagui gritted her teeth. She hated everyone in the Changchun Palace, the Concubine Xi who was on top of her head, and the young and bright young promises behind her.

She is only 21 years old, and she will be locked up in the palace for the rest of her life, letting her face wither and grow old?

She is not reconciled!

***

Under Zhou Nanny's deliberate suppression, this small disturbance passed quickly.

The scriptures have been transcribed almost, and now Wei Rong and the others only need to transcribe for an hour a day.The original day shift and night shift were also adjusted to morning and afternoon shifts.Only Li Jiagui needs to stay up late to copy.

Wei Rong and the others copied the scriptures in the morning, and they were not idle in the afternoon.

Concubine Xi finally announced the Mid-autumn Festival when the concubine Xi asked the four children to agree to perform in front of the imperial court when paying her respects the day before yesterday.

According to Nanny Zhou's arrangement, they began to practice musical instruments.

What you practice is an ensemble.This surprised Wei Rong deeply. As far as she knew, in ancient times, especially women, most of them performed solo and seldom played in ensembles.

One day, Nanny Zhou came to check on the practice progress and solved her doubts.

"This style of piano and flute ensemble came from the West. The old servant has inquired about this palace banquet, and several empresses have already arranged for the dancers. In addition to the dancers arranged by the band, I'm afraid The emperor looks tired and crooked. On the contrary, our ensemble is refreshing. Masters, if you practice carefully, you will definitely win the favor of the emperor."

Kangxi did have a lot of exposure to Western culture.

For this ensemble, I bought the score of a Western missionary who lived in the capital for a long time, and invited the musicians in the palace to give pointers. It can be regarded as a combination of Chinese and Western.To Wei Rong's ears, the melody has a modern ancient charm that is popular in later generations.

The opening is the pipa played by Chen Xu, followed by the double qin ensemble, and finally the flute at the end.

At the beginning of the practice, there was a big trouble. The four children promised to learn musical instruments at home, but they all learned the piano, but the ensemble used four different instruments.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Chen finally agreed to know how to play the pipa, and Wei Rong learned the flute for a while in college, so he managed to gather a team.

After practicing for several days, Wei Rong reckoned that by the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it should be at a so-so level, far inferior to the few musicians who came to give advice.But to present art before the emperor, it is people who are presented, as long as the music is passable.

After practice this afternoon, Song Qing'er walked back with her.

Ever since they were made to kneel together, Song Qing'er has become closer to her.

Wei Rong was a bit overwhelmed, but it wasn't that she hated her.It's Song Qing'er who is fighting for favor wholeheartedly, but she is a salted fish lying flat.Different ways do not conspire with each other.

"My leg injury is much better, thanks to the person you introduced, sister Wei."

Since she was punished to kneel all night, her legs were severely swollen and her knees were festered, making it unbearable pain to walk.Wei Rong then introduced the imperial doctor who bought the plaster last time.Song Qing'er gritted her teeth and took out ten taels of silver in exchange for some high-quality plasters.Although the imperial physician was greedy for money, the plaster was extremely effective.After a few days, Song Qing'er's leg injury improved greatly.

After saying a few words, Song Qing'er couldn't help but said, "Sister, don't you feel angry about this ensemble?"

"What are you angry about?"

"Liu promises to play the flute obviously, and she plays it very well, but she refuses to stand up and insists on playing the piano with me. Doesn't she just think playing the flute with her cheeks puffed up is not good-looking. Instead, she pushes you to play the flute .”

"I'm not very proficient at playing the piano, so it's okay to arrange it this way." Wei Rong said plainly.She didn't want to compete for favor, and playing the flute hit her heart.

"Sister, you are really kind. Obviously you are the best born among the four of us." Song Qing'er felt a little regretful.

Wei Rong shook her head and said, "I think Chen promises to look better."

Song Qing'er didn't take it seriously: "Although she has handsome eyebrows and eyes, her complexion is dark. Last time, I heard Mrs. Li Jiagui laughing at her behind her back like a burning girl."

Chen promised that her skin color was indeed darker, which did not conform to the current aesthetics.

Speaking of Noble Li Jia, Song Qing'er gritted her teeth: "The one who went to Madam Zhou's place to report last time was her person. This poisonous woman is not nice to anyone. I'm especially jealous that we can go to the imperial court to perform this time."

After being punished to kneel, Song Qing'er also carefully screened the people around her.That night, the eunuch Xiao Chunzi, the eunuch in the kitchen, came to deliver water and saw Chuntao beside her "processing" the plaster.

"He has a good relationship with Hui Xin who is beside Mr. Li Jiagui. He must have delivered the news." Song Qing'er said angrily, "I wish I could really win the favor of the emperor this time, I'm so mad at this old godmother!"

Wei Rong was speechless, Li Jiagui is only in her early twenties, and she has become an old godmother.

Song Qing'er continued: "I'm afraid she also knows that she has no face. Now that she has finished copying the scriptures, she still keeps the door locked all day. She won't come up with any bad ideas again."

Mrs. Li Jiagui endured for several days, and finally completed the scriptures three days ago.

Just yesterday, Concubine Xi delivered this generous gift to Kangxi.

Just when the emperor's condition was improving, Kangxi really praised the loyalty of Changchun Palace, and ordered the eunuchs to send a lot of brocade jewelry as a reward.

Wei Rong also got two horses, and Yufu has already started cutting clothes for her.

It's just that Xi Concubine was disappointed that she didn't come to Changchun Palace in person.Under Zhou Nanny's persuasion, she also gradually cheered up and began to pay attention to the ensemble performance that the four little ones promised to prepare.

***

Wei Rong discovered that although Song Qing'er's IQ is not outstanding, she has a golden finger, which is the crow's mouth.

Just said the day before yesterday that Mrs. Li Jiagui "isn't planning any bad idea again", after a few days, something really happened.

That night, Wei Rong was about to fall asleep, when suddenly Chuntao ran over, panicked: "Master Wei, please go and see our master, her leg is not good!"

Wei Rong hurriedly put on her coat and went to the next door.

Song Qing'er was leaning on the couch, her obscene trousers were rolled up, revealing Bai Shengsheng's long legs, her knees were swollen and purple, with blood oozing out.

Wei Rong was taken aback. "How did this happen?" Isn't her leg injury about to heal?

Song Qing'er wanted to cry, "It was fine at first, but it started to itch inexplicably yesterday, I thought the wound was about to heal, and I didn't care, but today it got more and more itchy, I couldn't help scratching it a few times, and it turned out like this. "

"I'm going to report to Empress Xi, and find the imperial doctor." Wei Rong didn't dare to delay, she immediately went to find Zhou Nanny, and then reported to Xi Concubine.

Concerned about performing arts in front of the imperial court, Concubine Xi immediately invited the imperial physician to come.

"I'm afraid it's because the ointment that the master used earlier clashed with the skin, and that's why I have some symptoms. In addition, I have been overworked recently, causing heat and poison to enter the body." The imperial physician said ambiguously.

Then I prescribed a prescription for clearing away heat and detoxification, and let me apply it first.

Song Qing'er refused to believe it, tears streaming down her face.

Wei Rong looked at the wound and suspected that Song Qing'er must have been plotted against.

Even if you are allergic to the plaster, you should have a reaction on the first day of use.There is no reason for a sudden attack after the medicine is used up.

It's a pity that the used plaster has been thrown away, and no evidence can be found.

Nanny Zhou only cares about one thing: "Physician Wang, how long will it take for Song Xu's leg injury to heal?"

"This... at least seven or eight days, at most more than ten days. It is best to rest in bed every day."

There are only five days left until the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet. If you need to recuperate for such a long time, you will definitely not be able to go on stage.

With a serious expression on her face, Nanny Zhou went back and reported to Concubine Xi.

The next day, the ensemble was replaced by Li Jiagui.

She is also good at playing the piano.

If there was still a sliver of doubt before, then after seeing Li Jiagui mastered the ensemble piece skillfully in just one morning, Wei Rong was almost sure that the recurrence of Song Qinger's leg injury was her scheme.

I remembered that Song Qing'er had muttered a few days ago that this man had closed the door since he finished copying the scriptures, and he didn't know what he was doing in the room, and now he has the answer.

Nanny Zhou couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Your Excellency is very proficient in this piece. If you don't know it, you might think that you practiced it behind closed doors."

"Mother, you are welcome. I passed by the side hall a few days ago, and I fell in love with this song when I heard it. I am also a person who loves the piano, so I played it a few times in private. I didn't expect that there would be times when I would make a fool of myself. It must be God's will." Li Jiagui smiled gently and complacently, and couldn't find a single flaw in his rhetoric.

Alas, there is no simple one in this palace.Even Changchun Palace, a cold yamen that has been out of favor for many years, has so many intrigues.

The bit of professionalism that Wei Rong had just raised immediately retreated again.

He learned that he was replaced by Li Jiagui.Song Qing'er was so angry that she almost vomited blood that night and didn't even eat.

Wei Rong went to visit her after practicing, her palm-sized face was pale, and she was extremely pitiful.

"I'd rather Empress Xi Concubine go by herself." She pinched the quilt with tears in her eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense, what is the status of Madam Xi, how could she condescend to agree to play with us young ladies, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by other ladies?" Wei Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After talking with her for a while, Song Qing'er was always depressed.

Wei Rong knew that she was in a difficult situation, but there was nothing she could do.