[Qing wear] Harem promotion expert

This day's nap, only Jiang Heng took a nap as usual.

The rest of the girls were full of worries, worrying about the "inscription written by the imperial concubine herself" in a few days.Especially the women who are full of military banners-although Chinese is commonly used in the court today, they can speak Chinese without any problem, but they pay more attention to Manchu in writing, and they are more proud of it.

However, now we have to face the problem of professional mismatch.

Concubine Nian is not only the Han army flag, it is said that she is also very proficient in Sinology, able to write poetry and prose.In the past year since the emperor ascended the throne, the Nian family has honored the concubine's birthday poems to his parents and his wife, and specially framed the concubine's birthday poems and hung them in the main hall. Therefore, many people in Beijing know that Concubine Nian She is a standard talented woman.

"Sister Ma Jia, what should we do, the imperial concubine will make things difficult for us!"

At this time, in Ma Jia's room, besides her, there were four other girls with military flags sitting. They were all neat and beautiful girls of fifteen or sixteen years old, sitting together like five golden flowers.

Ma Jiashi was still a little more stable: "Just memorize what the nuns said on weekdays. Isn't there a book here?"

They issued a total of two volumes of palace regulations.

However, the books are all printed in classical Chinese, without the nuns' explanations, it would be difficult for them to read them smoothly.

But the problem is, when Mammy is explaining, they are often distracted!

Those who are closely related to themselves are better, but they don’t care about many rules: the process of asking for things from the Chief Internal Affairs Office, the punishment for quarrels and fights between palace people, and the changing of the layout in each palace on which days each season... These trivial things, they always feel that there will be palace people to do them anyway, why should they take care of these things as masters.

The concubine asked them to learn this, isn't it just to waste time on purpose?Physically, the body can't get out, and mentally, it's not good enough to slow down?

Now they discovered that it is not enough to be passive and sabotage mentally, and now there is really no place to make up lessons!

"Master Xin keeps writing down the words of the nuns every day in the hall..." one of them, Nala, who was always there, suddenly said this.Noble Ma Jia gave her a sideways look, and Nalashi stopped talking.

Next to him, Bo and Li couldn't help but said: "You said, would the nobleman know that he has to test the rules before listening so carefully every day? Would the noble concubine Nian give her a letter in advance to win her over?"

The rest of the people who said it were dubious, but Ma Jiashi cut it off: "No, the concubine is afraid that it will be too late to trust the noble, so she will not show her extra favors. I am afraid that she is looking forward to this test of rules, and keeps the trustworthy noble. Stopped in Chuxiu Palace."

Mrs. Ma Jia saw Ye Nanny in the imperial concubine's palace, dug a lot of holes for the nobleman overtly and secretly, and even she was able to gather the rest of the beautiful girls full of military flags so quickly, and it was inevitable that Grandma Ye would kill the nobleman for her. She pulls the credit for the hate.

Seeing that the girls around her were still gloomy and looking like headless chickens, Ma Jiashi thought: What kind of trash have I gathered? There are not enough tactile ones and not enough ones to have ideas. It’s just a bunch of quails. Generally nestled in fear of trouble.

Ma Jiashi was upset.

To describe her mood in one sentence is: let's live together, how can we get away?

Jiang Heng took a restorative nap, and was still full of energy to go to the afternoon class.

At that point, a palace lady came in to recomb her hair. It was not so troublesome to recomb, but it was smoothed with sweet-scented osmanthus oil without any frizz.

Looking in the mirror, Jiang Heng even felt that he looked like an otter out of the water, with smooth fur.She thought that after her first palace in the future, she would rather untie her hair and comb it again at noon than use so much hair oil.

After getting up and opening the door, I met another otter: Mrs. Guo was waiting for her on the porch.The court lady who combed Jiang Heng's hair immediately lost her interest as soon as she saw it. The two young masters obviously had something to say.

Mrs. Guo was a little embarrassed. Since Madam Ye's "Manchurian Army Banner Theory" the day before yesterday, and after she had a few quarrels with Mrs. Ma, she has been avoiding Jiang Heng for the past two days.

But now she wanted to ask someone for help, so before she could speak, Guo's face turned red, and Ai Ai said in rare moments: "I'm thinking, let's take a look at the rules written down by the nobleman in the Sunday Hall. .”

Mrs. Guo is really impatient, otherwise she wouldn't be able to say this.

It is said that she is a lively and sporty girl, and she gets dizzy when she reads books.Moreover, she felt that listening to Mammy explaining the rules would make people hungry. Often, she could only focus on half of the class in the morning, and the other half would be on what to eat for lunch.

When she heard that there was an exam, she also got angry and couldn't sleep when she went back at noon. She took out the palace rules booklet and tried to force herself to review it for a while, but the wording in the book made her feel bad.

It was only then that she realized that she had wronged the nuns by repeating what she thought was boring and boring. They had obviously worked very hard, at least they could understand what they said.

As a classmate at the next table, Mrs. Guo watched Jiang Heng's subordinates keep recording.At the time, she thought it was unnecessary: ​​After everyone divided the palace, according to their share, there would be at least two palace maids around the age of 20, and many things in the palace would be known gradually, so why bother memorizing them by rote now.

It was only today that Mrs. Guo discovered that she would not be able to get out of Chuxiu Palace without memorizing it by rote first!She was impatient, so she came to look for Jiang Heng directly, thinking in her heart that she had to make amends if she saw Mr. Xin.

It's just that after seeing someone, Guo's young face is tender, and he is a little embarrassed.

Jiang Heng quickly received her intention: this is to borrow study notes.

She is familiar with this matter. In high school, no one borrowed the notes of classmates. Some people's notes were so beautiful and concise that everyone in the class lined up to copy them.

Seeing that Mrs. Guo was embarrassed, Jiang Heng smiled and said: "It's not a big deal, you can just copy a copy when you are free at night."

Speaking of which, they don't work overtime at night to learn the rules of the palace, but they are very in line with the requirements of the labor law and only work eight hours a day.

Mrs. Guo was taken aback: "I passed you here to copy at night? Didn't I disturb you? I'll just take it back and copy slowly."

After the two of them said these few words, they were already walking side by side, and started to walk to the main hall ahead.Jiang Heng couldn't help but glanced at her when he heard the words, and said, "It's better to come to me. If my book suddenly 'disappears' in your room, and I can't explain it clearly, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it again from now on." Speak."

Guo suddenly realized that this is indeed the truth.

Afterwards, there was a hint of dejected self-deprecation, as if he was talking to Jiang Heng, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "I always can't remember, this meeting is not my own house, but this Forbidden City."

There is no such thing as guarding against others, and Guo Shi is a little angry at himself for asking others to point out for him.

"It will be fine slowly. I am only now learning to think twice before speaking." Jiang Heng comforted her.

So for these two nights, Guo-shi took notes in Jiang Heng's room, for which she also gave Jiang Heng a coral pearl hairpin that she brought into the palace.

Although they were not allowed in the palace to bring their maidservants in, gold and silver fines such as clothes and jewelry were not prohibited, but the number of boxes and cages was limited.

Mansions like theirs that love their daughters are all available, and they can't wait to fill the boxes with hard currency, so that after the daughter enters the palace, she can spend money to create a stable way. Taking a step back, don't be short of it. Money is not even needed for hot soup and rice.

Seeing her resolute look, Jiang Heng knew that Mrs. Guo was the kind of person who felt uncomfortable when he owed others favors.So it was accepted.

The two also reviewed together by the way: Guo copied the notes written by others, and of course there was something she couldn't understand, so she came to ask her, while Jiang Heng gnawed at the book.

When Mrs. Guo stopped to drink tea, she said to her with emotion: "It's hard for you to read these two books. I get a terrible headache when I read them." He also emphasized that it is a physical headache, not a psychological one. Tired of studying.

Jiang Heng is not easy: the typesetting habits of the ancients are very different from those of modern people, and she also struggles to look at the vertical columns.But...she also persuaded Guo Shi: "My notes here are just to help me remember. You should read more books during the day. The title of the imperial concubine must be inseparable from the original words here."

The imperial concubine is a favored and domineering person, but she is definitely not a fool.

If she wants to make a question, even if she makes things difficult for others, she must follow the original words of the palace rules and booklets, and make things difficult for others with reason and evidence.

The more Mrs. Guo heard it, the more she wanted to cry: "So I didn't realize that the nuns spoke slowly, but they actually said so many things!"

The palace servants in the palace pay attention to articulating words clearly, and they can't be impatient like a dog chasing a rabbit, so the nuns are all slow.

But it seems that speaking slowly, every sentence is useful.

Mrs. Guo hugged Buddha's feet temporarily for two days, and the night before the quiz, she had the courage to stretch her head and shrink her head with a knife: "Forget it, go back tonight and have a good sleep, and you can do whatever you want tomorrow. You can't lock me up forever!"

Jiang Heng got up to send her out, and Mrs. Guo pushed her into the door: "Come on, there's a night breeze outside, go back quickly." Kuo's expression was different, and he snorted a few words: "I told Wu Changzai and those people, don't talk about you face to face and behind your back."

Without even looking up at Jiang Heng after speaking, he lifted his skirt and walked away quickly.

On the contrary, Jiang Heng was stunned at the door for a moment before realizing that Mrs. Guo must have heard Wu Chang waiting for someone to hurt her again.Speaking of which, Mrs. Guo is considered the leader of the Han Army Banner. Probably because Mrs. Guo was afraid of misunderstanding, she borrowed notes from her while speaking ill of her behind her back.

I really... really miss it.

Jiang Heng looked at Mrs. Guo, as if he saw himself who had just graduated and was not very well-versed in the world. At that time, his face was really tender, and he would be so angry that he couldn't eat for a long time. If he was wronged by someone, That is really willing to pay a huge price to prove an innocence that should not have been proven.

She closed the door and detached her hair in front of the mirror—she was already very proficient at detaching this young man's hair now.

Thinking of Mrs. Guo just now, I couldn't help but smile: It's better to have a few pleasantries between colleagues during the day, and to help each other in daily life, than to stab you face to face and stretch your legs behind your back to disturb others.

It would be great if there were more girls like Guo Shi.

This night, the candles in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were lit until very late.

On the eve of Chuxiu Palace's quiz, Prince Yi and Prince Xun, who had gone to Henan, returned to Beijing.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when their convoy arrived in the capital.If there is no urgent matter, there is no reason to face the saint at dusk.Therefore, even though the two princes ordered their relatives to go into the city with a fast horse and whip them into the city to hand over the greetings to the palace when they were thirty miles away from the gate of Beijing, they never expected that the emperor would call them into the palace immediately, without waiting for the next morning.

Both of them were a little puzzled, but since the imperial edict was so, they got off their horses and changed to a carriage. Before entering the palace, they wiped their faces and tidied up their braided clothes, so as not to be covered in dust all over their faces and lose their dignity.

Su Peisheng had been waiting in person at the entrance of the long street outside the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation earlier.

His little apprentice was holding a lamp at the side, and thought: Only the thirteenth and fourteenth masters entered the palace, and there is such a pomp.

Although after the emperor ascended the throne, the Thirteenth Lord named Yi Prince, and the Fourteenth Lord named Xun County King, each with their own titles.However, it has long been the practice in the palace to address these masters in sequence when the first emperor called them.To put it bluntly, before the real dragon went to sea, these masters were all the same in their hearts. Those titles were respected in front of their faces, but when they spoke behind their backs, they felt that they were still called three masters and five masters clearly.

Even the emperor was originally just the fourth master they talked about.

Besides, Su Peisheng, who had poked in the wind early to welcome guests, also had a stiff face, and dared not go back.

These days, the emperor kept talking about the thirteenth master upside down, and today when he heard that the two masters had returned to the capital, he rarely showed joy.

Just now I asked Su Peisheng if the carriage had entered the city gate, how could Su Peisheng know, so he simply begged to wait outside.

Before coming out, he heard the emperor instructing the eunuch on duty in the imperial tea room to prepare a big red robe, and even mentioned the detail that the Thirteenth Master did not use green tea or strong tea after noon.Su Peisheng hurriedly slipped away, deciding that he would be more respectful than before when he met Prince Yi.

It's just that after standing for a long time, Su Peisheng inevitably got a little distracted and thought wildly: Speaking of which, the Fourteenth Lord is the real brother of the emperor's mother and compatriots, but the little emperor is more sympathetic with the Thirteenth Lord.Just like Jiuye, he didn't seem to have a good relationship with his own elder brother, Fifth Master.

It's really hard to say whether the brothers are close or not.

Thinking about it wildly, time flies by quickly.Soon, Su Peisheng saw eunuchs turning around from the palace road, carrying snow-bright and bright tile lanterns. In order to match the strides of the two masters, the little eunuchs had to trot in small steps.

Su Peisheng rushed to meet him.

"I have seen Prince Yi and Prince Xun!" He earnestly bowed down.