In ancient times, there was Sima Guang who broke the jar, and now there is Mu Chun who holds up the jar.
One will be remembered forever, the other will be infamous forever.
Mu Chun apologized to the victimized female officials one by one. Of course, he did not leave without doing anything - Empress Ma took some things out of her private storehouse and gave them to him, asking him to give them away.
Empress Ma showed that she wanted to protect the emperor, so the female officials who had just stepped into the harem dared not to forgive her.
Even Concubine Hu of the Yanxi Palace just laughed it off and readily accepted Mu Chun's gift. If Concubine Hu was like this, who would dare to say no
The top female student Shen Qionglian has not recovered yet, so Fan Gongzheng announces that the exam will be postponed for three days.
Hu Shanwei was acquitted and saw the light of day again. She had just walked through the gates of hell and came back again.
After living in a confined space for a long time, Hu Shanwei squinted his eyes and felt a little dizzy when he suddenly saw the sunlight.
Someone helped him up, and Hu Shanwei stood firm. He bowed his head and said, "Thank you."
But the voice that answered her was a man's, "I'm here to apologize to you."
It was Mu Chun's voice. Fan Gongzheng had already explained everything to Hu Shanwei. The source of this series of farces came from the pranks of this devil.
Hu Shanwei opened his eyes, slowly adjusted to the light, slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the Xiuchun sword on Mu Chun's waist.
Mu Chun bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Surrounded by people from the Palace Administration Department, Hu Shanwei hummed, accepting the apology.
Mu Chun asked Fan Gongzheng as if it was a routine matter, "Look, Ms. Hu has forgiven me, who's next? I'll go and make amends."
Fan Gongzheng said: "No more, Hu Shanwei is the last one."
Mu Chun completed the task and left immediately. It was obvious that he did not take this lesson to heart, which made Fan Gongzheng shake his head.
Hu Shanwei returned to the room. On the table were placed the gifts that Muchun brought from Empress Ma's treasury as an apology: two pieces of top-quality Korean ginseng, two pieces of agarwood gauze and two pieces of jade-colored gauze. Summer was approaching, and the gauze was just right for making clothes.
Hu Shanwei brought two Korean ginseng roots to Meixiang's residence, intending to give them to Meixiang to calm her nerves. Meixiang knew everything about the peach blossom pollen incident and did not dare to hide it. In addition, she was old, so the palace officials did not torture her.
Even so, Meixiang was so frightened that her legs went weak after a walk through Gongzhengsi's prison cell.
Meixiang lived in the northernmost courtyard of the West Six Palaces for low-ranking servants. Her bedroom could only accommodate a bed and a row of wardrobes. There was not even a desk. There was only a desk on the bed. Meixiang would read and learn to read on the desk when she had free time.
I didn't expect that the living quarters of an old palace maid like Meixiang were so simple, far inferior to those of the new female officials.
Despite this, Meixiang's residence was considered good, with a separate room, while the young palace maids in the courtyard could only sleep on a large bunk bed, four people in a room.
When Meixiang saw Hu Shanwei coming to see her and bringing some supplements, her eyes became moist for a moment. It has always been the palace maids who fawn on the female officials, but she has never seen the female officials take care of the palace maids in return.
Meixiang felt warm in her heart and accepted the gift without any rejection. She also advised Hu Shanwei, "Muchun is not a bad person, he is just naughty. If he is not punished for three days, he will tear off the tiles. Even Concubine Hu just laughed it off. Let's forget about it. Stay away from him in the future and don't pursue it."
How to investigate? Are you trying to save your life? Could it be that a new female official has more face than Concubine Hu
Hu Shanwei nodded and asked Meixiang: "His accomplice - Ji Gang of the Jinyiwei, do you know his origins?"
Meixiang thought she wanted revenge, and hurriedly shook her head like a rattle, "Listen to me, a gentleman's revenge is never too late. Although the Jinyiwei can't interfere in the affairs of the harem, you must have family outside the palace, right? You know the reputation of the Jinyiwei outside the palace. What's more, I heard that Ji Gang was severely punished and fainted, so you should consider it as revenge for you."
Hu Shanwei said: "I don't mean to take revenge, I just want to know where Ji Gang came from and why Mu Chun chose him to cast the peach blossom powder instead of others."
Hu Shanwei was still confused. With Mu Chun's usual reckless and unruly style, he could easily find an opportunity to flirt with her. Wouldn't it be more satisfying to take revenge that way? Why did he let Ji Gang take his place
Mei Xiang replied, "I am in the harem and rarely know what is happening outside. Ji Gang is an outsider, and I really don't know his background. However, Ji Gang is the confidant of Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyiwei. He is a small flag, and although he is a small military officer, he is highly valued by Lord Mao."
Hu Shanwei thought, Ji Gang is a small flag, and Mu Chun is currently a small soldier, whose rank is lower than Ji Gang. Why would Ji Gang obey Mu Chun's orders and refuse to give up Mu Chun even after being tortured to death by severe punishment
What does it matter if Muchun is summoned
According to the description of Fan Gongzheng, Mei Xiang and others, Mu Chun has been a bohemian, trouble-making devil since he was a child, but the emperor and the empress dote on him, and no matter what pranks he plays, the final result is: forgive him.
Why would Ji Gang rather die than give out Mu Chun
For Muchun's reputation
Bah, does Muchun have such a thing as reputation
No.
On the way back to the Sixth Bureau, Hu Shanwei was thinking all the way. Suddenly, a small stone hit the hem of the dark blue horse-faced skirt. Hu Shanwei took a look and found that it was Mu Chun again.
When will he be able to change his bad habit of throwing pebbles to call people
Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Mu Chun stood under a cherry tree and waved at her, "Sister Shanwei, come here, I have something to tell you."
It was the season when the flowers faded and the apricots were small, and the cherry trees were full of small green cherries. Mu Chun wore a net scarf on her head and a flying fish gown with brocade and gold thread, with red lips and white teeth, and she was very beautiful.
In view of Mu Chun's many bad deeds, Hu Shanwei did not dare to go over and pretended not to see him and continued to move forward. She was powerless at the moment and did not want to provoke this devil who was both good and evil.
Seeing that she was unmoved, Mu Chun grabbed a bunch of green cherries from above her head and threw them over, "Hey, don't go. I really have something to do."
The hem of her skirt was hit again. Hu Shanwei was not a wooden man, and was a little annoyed for a moment. She turned around and said, "Don't go too far! I'll tell Fan Gongzheng."
Mu Chun looked around and saw no one, so he ran over immediately and pulled Hu Shanwei behind the cherry tree. Shanwei struggled and screamed.
"Don't let the other Jinyiwei find out." Mu Chun covered her mouth, and Shan Wei opened his mouth and bit her.
Mu Chun quickly let go of his hand, leaving two neat rows of white teeth marks on his fingers!
Mu Chun blew air in pain, "Wow, wow, are you a dog? You bite everyone you see."
Hu Shanwei slapped him in the face with his backhand.
Bang!
Muchun was shocked. He covered his face with his palm with teeth marks. "My father never hit me in the face, why did you hit me?"
The wicked complained first. Hu Shanwei broke off a cherry tree branch to defend himself. "You touched me and spoke frivolously. Although I am a low-ranking official, I will not tolerate your insolence!"
Mu Chun pointed at Hu Shanwei and said, "You, you, you don't know what's good for you. If I hadn't taken the blame and settled the case, you would still be being tortured in the Palace Justice Department."
Mu Chun revealed that Ji Gang was ordered by Mao Xiang to put peach blossom powder in her food and force her to leave the palace.
Mu Chun: "…Have you ever offended Lord Mao outside the palace? Or is your family related to the Jinyiwei?"
Hu Shanwei was half-believing and half-doubting. Mu Chun's words were unreliable, but it seemed that there was no one else Ji Gang could trust his life with except Mao Xiang. "
Hu Shanwei always kept a distance of a tree from Mu Chun, "Our Hu family is just an ordinary merchant family in the market, and has nothing to do with people in the officialdom."
When Chang Yuchun massacred Suzhou City, all the members of the Hu family died except Hu Rong and her.
Mu Chun asked again, "Is it possible that your stepmother is doing something bad behind your back?"
Hu Shanwei shook his head affirmatively, "Chen's family ran a grocery store, which was also a small business in the market, and no one was an official."
In fact, there was someone in the Hu family who was an official—she was Hu Shanwei, an eighth-rank female historian.
Mu Chun pondered for a moment, "It's impossible. You are a copyist in Tibet. You don't even leave the city gate of Nanjing on weekdays. Why does Lord Mao insist that you are related to military and national affairs? He is so mean to you that he wants to expel you from the palace? Think about it carefully. Is there really no official in your family?"
When Hu Shanwei heard the words "military affairs", his face changed, "My fiancé was once a centurion of the Jinwu Guard."
A centurion is a sixth-rank military officer.
Muchun asked: "'Once'? Where is he working now?"
It has been three years. When Hu Shanwei mentioned her fiancé, she still felt a pang of pain in her heart, but she said calmly, "He died on the battlefield during the second northern expedition of the imperial court."
Mu Chun clapped his hands, "That's right! It must be related to your fiancé. Mao Xiang knows him and they have had grievances and hatreds. Otherwise, why would Mao Xiang force you to leave the palace?"
The headquarters of the Jinwu Guard and the Jinyiwei were both in the capital. They were imperial guards and only obeyed the emperor. It was normal for Mao Xiang to get to know her fiancé.
But why did Mao Xiang target me? Is there something fishy about my fiancé's death
Hu Shanwei seemed to be trapped in pitch darkness, with monsters lurking around her. She could feel the danger, but could not touch those monsters.
Mu Chun asked, "What's your fiancé's name? Let me check it for you."
"Wang Ning." Hu Shanwei asked, "Why do you want to help me?"
Mu Chun laughed and said, "They all call me a devil and a rich idler. I just have nothing to do and want to find something to do. However, I have a condition—"
When Hu Shanwei saw this shameless face with a lewd smile, she became wary. She took three steps back, fearing that he would flirt with her. "What do you want?"
Mu Chun pointed at the four faint fingerprints on her left cheek and said, "Lend me your rouge and powder. I need to cover it up."
Mao Xiang, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, was a first-rank military officer with great power in the court.
I am a female historian of the eighth rank in the harem, with no power or influence.
There is a huge disparity in strength. If you want to figure out the mystery of Mao Xiang and his fiancé, you must use Mu Chun. Mu Chun is from the Jinyiwei and has a great advantage.
Hu Shanwei weighed the pros and cons, nodded his agreement, went to his dressing table to get some makeup, and came under the cherry tree, "Here you go."
Mu Chuntian shamelessly offered her his left cheek, "I'm a grown man, I don't know how to apply makeup, you put on makeup for me."
Now that you are here, just treat him as an ignorant kid.
Hu Shanwei mixed some powder and smeared it on his face. His soft fingertips occasionally touched the hard stubble that had just grown on the young man.
His chin felt numb and comfortable. Mu Chun felt that the slap was worth it.