Huanzhuzhijinsuo is a good employee

In the previous life, Ziwei Jinsuo's master and servant recklessly set off on the road. They were delicate and frail and had not experienced much in the world. There were many twists and turns along the way: they were seriously ill, stayed in a black shop, encountered fraud and robbery, were molested by hooligans, and went on the wrong road...

Although it took more than half a year, but the two beautiful girls were able to arrive in the capital with all their beards and tails, which is really a blessing.

This time when I went to Beijing, Uncle Wang was responsible for driving and asking for directions, and Aunt Wang was in charge of buying and lodging. I would rather spend more time than spend the night outside; Ziwei and Jinsuo usually stay in the carriage and don’t show up easily. In the evening, when I got out of the carriage, I wore unremarkable old clothes, didn't apply makeup on my face, and lowered my head to cover my face when walking, so I saved a lot of trouble.

For safety and convenience, Aunt Wang lived in the same room with Jinsuo and Ziwei.

Being so cautious, I didn't meet thieves, liars, hooligans and other bad people, but Ziwei was still sick - not acclimatized.

Ziwei was lying on the big bed in the inn, her face was pale, and she said, "Jin Suo, am I dying?" When a person is sick, his body and mind are extremely fragile. Maybe I have to die in a foreign country, and I can't stop crying, and soon wet the pillow towel.

Aunt Wang came in with a bowl of turbid yellow warm water, "Miss, don't talk nonsense! It's just that the water and soil are not acclimatized, and no one can die." She then ordered Jinsuo to help Ziwei up, and fed her the turbid bowl of warm water , explained, "Thanks to the old man's carefulness, he brought a jar of fine soil from Jinan when he left - people who are far away from home are cheap, but if the water and soil are not acceptable, pinch a pinch of soil from home and mix it with water. Drink it for three days, and you will be cured. I even saved money on seeing a doctor.”

Aunt Wang's joke made Ziwei smile and dispel the haze in her heart.

I don't know if it was Aunt Wang's consolation that helped, or the pinch of fine soil from my hometown. Sure enough, Ziwei stopped diarrhea that night and was able to get up the next day.

To be on the safe side, the four of them stayed in the inn for two more days before continuing on their way.

The further north we went, the cooler the weather was. No, the four of them had just walked to Hejian Mansion when an autumn wind came suddenly, and the temperature plummeted. Ziwei fell ill again, and the group could only temporarily stay at the inn.

In the dead of night, the chilling cicadas were miserable, and the autumn rain made a crisp ticking sound on the tiles. Jinsuo and Aunt Wang were both asleep. When Ziwei heard the sound of the rain, her delicate and sensitive heart suddenly became worried. She couldn't sleep, so she simply put on her clothes. Putting on some clothes and getting up, leaning against the window and sitting by the window, looking at the dark sky outside the window, my thoughts turned back and forth: sometimes I feel that my fate is bad luck; sometimes I feel lonely, full of sorrow and no one to listen to; Sometimes I am afraid of the unknown fate, and I don't know if I can successfully fulfill my mother's last wish?

"Jade burner incense, red wax tears, partly reflect the autumn thoughts of the painting hall.

The eyebrows are thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.

The sycamore tree, the three more rains, the unreasonable separation is bitter.

Leaf by leaf, with a sound, the empty steps dripped into the light. "

Ziwei silently recited Wen Tingyun's "Genglouzi", and felt even more miserable in her heart, feeling that she was the only one in the vast world (Jin Suo and Aunt Wang who slept like dead pigs were ignored by her).

Jinsuo turned over, and vaguely saw a dark figure by the window. He was startled, and under the dim light, he realized that it was Ziwei. It’s okay, let’s rest early.”

Ziwei whispered "um", but still sat still.

Jin Suo secretly rolled his eyes, the weather was cold and the bed was warm, it was time for a good night's sleep.If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, it's no wonder that those literati and talented women are so short-lived, doing things that hurt your mind and body!

Who cares about someone's body, anyway, she is not in a hurry to go to Beijing, so she doesn't bother to persuade her, why is the emperor not in a hurry to eunuchs?

Jin Suo turned over and continued to fall into Duke Zhou's arms.

One autumn rain and one cold, Ziwei's health was not very good at first, and the cold wind blew all night, she was just coughing, but now she recovered, she developed a high fever, and couldn't even get out of bed.

Ziwei is too thoughtful, which is not conducive to recuperating from the disease. The illness comes and goes again and again. Aunt Wang saw her face like gold paper and her body thin and thin, and thought that Ziwei was dying, so she secretly prepared the funeral while wiping away her tears.

Unexpectedly, Ziwei had been bedridden for half a month, perhaps because she had adapted to the climate, and her health gradually improved. The four of them stayed in Hejian Mansion for a few days, and waited for Ziwei's body to fully recover before setting off again.

The rest of the journey went smoothly. Seven days later, Ziwei and her party arrived in the capital.

Before entering the city gate, there were more pedestrians on the road, and all kinds of accents could be heard along the way, noisy and lively.

The four lined up to enter the city, and Ziwei couldn't help but secretly lifted the curtain, looking at the tall and majestic city wall, excited and excited, she cried with joy, "Jin Suo, we finally arrived in the capital!"

Jinsuo and Aunt Wang were also happy. After sitting in the carriage for so long, their bones were so bumpy that they were about to fall apart.

There were too many pedestrians on the road, just to be safe, Uncle Wang got down from the shaft of the car, took the reins of the horse's head, and slowly entered the city with the flow of people. He looked back at the road and said with a smile, "Miss, let's find an inn to stay first. , rest, and make plans."

Although Ziwei can't wait to fly to the emperor immediately and ask him if he still remembers Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake, but she also knows that this matter cannot be rushed, so she can barely hold back her pounding heartbeat, "Listen to Uncle Wang."

Pay the money and enter the city.Uncle Wang led the horse and followed the caravan into the city—ordinary people wander around like headless chickens when they first arrive in a different place, and they don’t even know how to find a suitable accommodation.Uncle Wang has experience. He had been eyeing a caravan a long time ago to see where they were staying, so he followed them into the same inn.

Needless to say, this method is really effective. This Xiantong inn is located in a prosperous location, the price is fair, and the rooms are fairly clean. If you don’t like the inn’s food, you can borrow a small amount of money to use the inn’s stove to cook.Aunt Wang is very satisfied with this - there are too many places to spend money when going out, so save as much as you can.

Ziwei has always been reluctant to treat others badly. She would rather spend more money and ask for a suite with a bathroom and a living room. Uncle Wang and his wife sleep in the bedroom outside, and Ziwei and Jinsuo sleep in the bedroom inside. Once locked, no one will affect anyone.

The four rested for a night, and their spirits were almost recovered. The next day, they all got up early in the morning. According to the information provided by Xiaoer, they went shopping in the capital for a day:

The prosperity of the capital is not comparable to that of Jinan. There are row upon row of shops, and the products are complete and novel, making people dazzled. Of course, the prices are also more expensive than Jinan;

People in the capital dressed in a decent manner. Those old men wore long silk gowns with no pleats. No matter it was late autumn, they walked with a paper fan in one hand and a birdcage with a thrush in the other. Hold your head high and hold your chest high; those delicate young ladies are all dressed in red and green, surrounded by a large group of maids...

The restaurants and teahouses are full of guests and friends, with a long white cloth on the shoulders of the waiter, who warmly greets the guests when they come to the door. When reporting the names of the dishes, as soon as they touch their mouths, they will snap out a lot of names of the dishes, neatly and quickly , there is nothing wrong with it.

The diners ate and chatted, such as "my sister works for a certain concubine in the palace, how many dishes the emperor eats in a day for how many clothes, why the pearl on the head of the empress dowager is bigger than an egg" are obviously bragging. The talk, but Ziwei believed it was true. If it wasn't for the golden lock, she would have ran over and entrusted the other party to send a letter to Qianlong. In her previous life, Ziwei did this kind of thing a lot, and was fooled by people. Regardless of the money, he was almost sold to a kiln.

The sun was westward, and the four walked slowly towards the inn until their legs and feet became weak and their eyes were swollen.

Along the way, I saw a lot of domineering bannermen, who took things without giving money, which was considered good;

Seeing this, Aunt Wang Shuwang was terrified—although the capital is rich, there are too many villains!The originally excited mood was splashed with cold water, and he became more cautious.

Ziwei naturally couldn't understand such things, and couldn't help but stand up for the injured pedestrian. As soon as she stood up, she was pulled back by Jin Suo. Ziwei angrily turned her head and glared at Jin Suo. Said, "Miss, can you listen to what the people next to you say?"

The onlookers commented, "It's unlucky for her to have a red belt!"

Uncle Wang asked curiously, "What is a red ribbon?"

"You don't even know the red belt?" A slender-eyed man in a long coat next to him shot him a disdainful look, and then explained triumphantly, "The people with the yellow belt around their waists are all named after that; He pointed to the sky, "The ones with the red belts are the emperor's clan members; those with the blue belts are all with titles... In short, when you see those people, you can roll as far as you can." go away!"

The burly man next to him interjected angrily, "Those banner people are really nothing! Sometimes they bump into someone without saying an apology, and they beat them up, falsely accusing others of scaring his horse, and asking them to pay for it!"

Slender Eyes' complexion changed drastically, "Speak carefully! Are you impatient to live when you say these words in public?" After speaking, he hurriedly got into the crowd and left.

Some timid passers-by also dispersed, not daring to watch.

Seeing the old man lying on the ground moaning and groaning constantly, Ziwei felt very bitter, and walked over to help the old man up without caring about other things, "Old man, are you okay?"

The old man's hair was gray and her clothes were still patched. She cried out in pain, "I have pity on my egg! What can I do about my grandson's illness?" Tears flowed down the gully on her face. , there was a trampled bamboo basket next to it, the eggs were rotten, and the egg liquid flowed out, mixed with dusty soil, dirty and messy, it looked extremely pitiful.

Seeing that the old man was so sad, Ziwei couldn't bear it. She took out a piece of broken silver from her purse and stuffed it into the old man's hand, and comforted her softly, "Old man, I bought all your eggs. Don't be sad."

Holding the piece of broken silver, the old man was a little at a loss, then came back to his senses, and said gratefully, "Girl, thank you. If it wasn't for my grandson's illness and rushing to get medicine, I..." The old man's voice choked, "Good people have good people." Report, you will live a long life!"

"You're welcome, your grandson's illness is serious! Go home!"

The old man stood up, and under Ziwei's worried gaze, he limped and disappeared into the crowd.

Back at the inn, Ziwei was still depressed, and Jin Suo persuaded, "Miss, didn't Confucius say that when you are poor, you should take care of yourself and help others when you are rich. Don't be unhappy. "

Ziwei was amused by Jin Suo's words, and she glared at Jin Suo, "Every time I ask you to go to class with me, you are lazy, it is 'the poor will be alone, and the rich will help the world'! But," Ziwei suppressed her smile, a little dull Authentic "I'm not sad because of this,"

"What's that for?"

Ziwei thought for a while, and then said, "...Ever since I heard my mother tell the story of her and my father, in my heart, my father is the most wise, wise, and greatest person in the world. , the country is prosperous, the people are peaceful, singing and dancing... But today, "she saw those Manchus who were fighting chickens and dogs, flying domineeringly, and she was very unwilling to believe that this was the result of her father's governance. Small cracks made her very unhappy.

If Jinsuo from the previous life saw Ziwei's embarrassed face, he would have hurriedly comforted her, saying 'this is none of the emperor's business'.But now Jinsuo wanted to let Ziwei see the reality clearly, so she looked around and saw that there was no possibility of outsiders eavesdropping, so she whispered, "Miss, Manchus and Hans are different!"

Ziwei was shocked when she heard this, "Jin Suo, what does this mean?"

Jin Suo spoke of the cruel reality she saw, "Haven't you heard? The capital is divided into an inner city and an outer city. Manchus live in the inner city, while Han people can only live in the outer city; Manchus and Hans do not intermarry..."

Seeing Ziwei's complexion changed drastically, Jin Suo stopped talking, turned around and went out to help Aunt Wang pick vegetables and cook, leaving Ziwei room to think.

Ziwei looked in a daze: Man and Han do not intermarry, so what is she?Could it be that her mother's love is a joke?Or is it an affair that is dispensable to the emperor?

Ziwei's beautiful eyes showed deep pain and entanglement, and for the first time, she had doubts about the beautiful love that her mother told her. This doubt made her start to think, is it worth it for her mother to wait for the end of her life?If, if mother hadn't met the emperor...

Ziwei pressed her chest that was thumping, and didn't dare to think about it anymore. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, she hurriedly got up and tripped over the round stool. Jinsuo heard a sound in the room, walked in hurriedly, and saw Ziwei lying on the ground , with a panicked look on her face, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Jin Suo helped her up, poured her a cup of hot tea, and then went to observe whether Ziwei's hands and feet were injured.

Ziwei held the lukewarm teacup before she felt her body warm. "Jin Suo," she said in a low mood, "Tell me, what kind of feelings does the emperor have for my mother? Why didn't he come to find my mother?" The tone With a little complaint.

Forget it!

Although Jin Suo knew the answer, she couldn't say it directly. She knelt down in front of Ziwei, "Miss, don't think about it here. When you see the emperor, you can ask him personally." Jin Suo paused for a moment, then continued Said, "No matter what, you went to him not for glory and wealth, but to fulfill your wife's last wish. So it doesn't matter what the emperor thinks."

With Jinsuo's comfort, Ziwei felt relieved, she held onto Jinsuo's hand tightly, and said excitedly, "Yes! I'm not doing it for the glory and wealth, I'm just doing it for my mother's last wish!"

The author has something to say: Ziwei is an overly nice girl: Little Swallow robs her father, she is not angry, Mother Rong pricks her and she forgives her; the Queen framed her many times and she pleads for the Queen, Little Swallow made her blind , She can forgive her for falling into a brothel... The only bad thing is that she values ​​love too much - her father can give it to her husband, but her husband can't share it, so she is jealous of Qing'er Jinsuo.In the third part, when I heard that Erkang was dead, he didn't even want his son. He blindly drove his son away without giving him a hug, and then left the two elders and his son to jump off the cliff!Ziwei's brain circuits must be different from ours~

I do not approve of suicide for love!I feel this kind of person is particularly murderous