Ji Gang corrected him recklessly: "Today is the first day of the lunar month, there is no moon."
Hu Shanwei's expression became more and more ugly: "It doesn't matter, if there is no moon, I can still drink the northwest wind."
Ji Gang finally realized the seriousness of the problem and shut up.
Huang Wei De said, "This house needs major renovations and cannot be lived in. I will go find Fan Gongzheng and ask him to arrange a place for you to live."
Ji Gang wanted to take the opportunity to escape, "I'll go find a craftsman to fix it."
"Master Ji, please stay." Hu Shanwei asked, "Who should I ask to compensate for the things that were broken in my house?"
Ji Gang gritted his teeth and took out a red envelope from his pocket, "This is the red envelope that Mr. Mao gave me this morning, take it."
"I don't want your dirty money." Hu Shanwei refused to take it. "Remember, I will ask you to pay me back if you owe me."
Ji Gang took three steps back in fear, "Let's be clear, I can pay anything as compensation, but I can't sell myself. I will never sell myself in this lifetime."
"Get lost!" Hu Shanwei was upset. Why were all these soldiers so used to saying nonsense? Ji Gang was like this, and so was Mu Chun - Oh no! Would the hairpin Chunchun gave him be broken by the glazed tiles
Today she was attending the grand court meeting wearing her official robe and a black gauze hat, and the gold and jade narcissus hairpin was placed in her dressing box.
Hu Shanwei ran into the room, but Ji Gang grabbed her and said, "What are you doing? The other tiles on the roof could collapse at any time. It's too dangerous."
Hu Shanwei shook off his hand and said, "Go in and get my dressing box."
"Just wait for me." Ji Gang put on the helmet and rushed into the bedroom to find his dressing table.
The dressing box made of rosewood was hard and sturdy, but it was smashed to the ground by the collapsed roof beams. The rouge, powder, eyebrow pencil and various jewelry in the dressing box were all over the floor and mixed with the broken glazed tiles. If you try to pick them up with your hands, your hands will probably be pierced with hundreds of bloody holes.
Last year, Ji Gang was locked up in the Gongzheng Division prison cell by Fan Gongzheng because of the peach blossom pollen incident. He was tortured and had ten of his fingernails pulled out while he was still alive. The heart-wrenching pain is still unforgettable.
Ji Gang retreated knowing the difficulty, "No, I can't do it."
"What use do I have for you, a Jinyiwei!" Hu Shanwei took off Ji Gang's helmet and put it on his own head, "Give me your riding gloves."
Ji Gang refused, "It's just some rouge, powder and jewelry. You shallow women, is a face more important than a life?"
Hu Shanwei was too lazy to explain to him. He turned and went into the precarious house, put the cotton cover of the teapot for warmth on his right hand, and went to the bedroom.
Just as Ji Gang said, the contents of the dressing box were all dumped on the ground, mixed with the broken pieces of glazed tiles. Hu Shanwei was wearing high-heeled shoes with wooden soles, so he was not afraid of the broken pieces, as they made a squeaking sound when he stepped on them.
Hu Shanwei used his right hand wrapped in a cotton cover to look through the fragments. At this time, Ji Gang rushed in helplessly, mumbling: "I have never seen a woman as stubborn as you. I tell you, apart from prospects and loyalty, there is nothing else worth risking your life for. I really misjudged you. I thought you were not the kind of woman who only pursues beauty and shallowness..."
Although Ji Gang blamed Hu Shanwei, he was searching for the broken glass pieces with his hands wearing sheepskin gloves. As a result, he first found the gold and jade narcissus hairpin.
"Stop." Hu Shanwei said, "That's it, let's go."
As soon as the two walked out, they heard a crisp sound in the house, and several pieces of glazed tiles fell.
Hu Shanwei secretly thanked his luck for being a step ahead, otherwise the fragile narcissus hairpin would have been buried under the broken house.
She used a handkerchief to carefully wipe off the broken glass pieces and dust on the jade hairpin. Seeing that she did not want any of the valuable jewelry and only rescued this ordinary hairpin, Ji Gang immediately understood what was going on.
Ji Gang asked: "Is this something your fiancé... your dead fiancé left for you?"
It is the top secret of the Embroidered Uniform Guard that Wang Ning is not dead.
From the perspective of the secular world, Hu Shanwei would rather take the examination to become a female official and enter the palace than remarry. It was obvious that she still had feelings for her fiancé and she refused to succumb to reality in order to protect her love.
Ji Gang also thought so. As an elite member of the Jinyiwei, he was willing to sacrifice himself for his future and loyalty. Hu Shanwei was a woman. In his opinion, women basically live for love and die for love, and the scripts were also written in this way.
Ji Gang guessed half right, a hairpin also has a past life and a present life. In the previous life, Wang Ning gave it to her on the night of the Lantern Festival. He wore moon-white clothes, lit a rabbit lantern, and waited for her under the moon.
The curfew is lifted on the Lantern Festival and people revel all night long. Lanterns are hung along the streets and dry branches are wrapped with colorful lights. On both sides of the Qinhuai River, the east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night and blows down stars like rain.
The colors of the lanterns were as brilliant as fireworks, but the pedestrians in the city were all wearing moon-white clothes. However, no one was more suitable for that moon-white clothes than him. He and she walked side by side along the Qinhuai River, where "the road was filled with the fragrance of BMWs and carved carriages, the sound of phoenix flutes moved, the light of jade pots turned, and fish and dragons danced all night long", with a rabbit lantern between them.
When he put the jade hairpin on her finger, her heart began to flutter. Eventually, her emotions overcame her shyness and she unconsciously reached out and grabbed his wide sleeves.
He was slightly startled, stopped and looked at her. She did not avoid his gaze, but also stared at him blankly, shyly but firmly.
He moved the rabbit lantern to his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and the two of them walked hand in hand through the streets, with no obstacles in between. This was the first and last time they held hands.
The Qinhuai River is like a jade belt winding around the city of Nanjing. It is so long. But that night, she felt that the Qinhuai River was too short and far less long than her love.
She loved so happily, and was also hurt so sadly...
In the present life of the hairpin, Mu Chun "collected the body" of the broken jade hairpin and repaired it with gold to its current appearance, completely transformed. However, Mu Chun also went to the battlefield...
Hu Shanwei didn't want to answer Ji Gang's words, nor did he want to recall the past. He put the hairpin into his arms and said calmly, "It's none of your business."
Wang Ning is like the white moonlight on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so bright, yet so cold. I want to hide, but the more I try to hide, the more obvious it becomes. I want to forget, but I can’t help but think about it.
Hu Shanwei silently warned herself to do her own thing and not think about these things. She also didn't pray to gods or Buddhas like before. She had done those things before, and what couldn't be undone could never be undone.
Just like Muchun said before leaving, we all have to be fine. No matter what the other person is like, we have to be fine and grow a shell to protect ourselves.
That white moonlight is her unspeakable pain. If she can't forget it, she will just seal it up.
Huang Wei De went to find Fan Gongzheng. The seven big bosses from the six bureaus and one department were gathered together to take turns to be the banker and play Pai Gow. After the grand court meeting, the most tedious and important task of the year was completed. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. According to the annual practice, after the grand court meeting, the leaders of the six bureaus and one department gathered together to play cards and chat. It was a rare leisure time in the year.
The white ivory cards felt as smooth as jade in the hand. There were piles of cards on the table, and the female officials arranged the cards one by one like a marching formation.
The way to play Pai Gow is that each player is dealt four cards, and they form a formation of two, competing with the dealer.
In this round, Cao Shanggong was the banker. She was very lucky and had already won against Xu Shangshi and Song Shanggong. When she was playing cards with Cui Shangyi, the little palace maid said that Huang Wei De was talking to Fan Gongzheng.
"What a bummer." Lady Cao raised her eyebrows. "Huang Wei De just passed the examination for a female scholar, but she is an old man in the palace. She clearly knew that we were only playing cards and chatting on the afternoon of New Year's Day and not discussing official business. Why did she come over so eagerly? Tell her that Lady Fan is busy."
Cao Shang Gong has always maintained a strong, domineering and unreasonable image. Huang Wei De went to see Fan Gong Zheng, but before Fan Gong Zheng even opened his mouth, she rejected him on his behalf.
Having served together as officials for ten years, they both knew each other's temper. Fan Gongzheng said, "Huang Wei De is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to look at others. He knew that we were just playing cards and not discussing official business on the first day of the first lunar month, but he still came to see me. I guess there must be something important. You guys play first, I'll go out and take a look."
Concubine Cao held her back and asked, "Is this a bad game? Do you want to take this opportunity to slip away?"
Fan Gongzheng said with a smile, "I was worried that you would take advantage of my absence and replace my good cards. Seal the cards and don't let some rat take them away."
Lady Cao happened to be born in the year of the rat.
Everyone laughed, and Lady Cao also laughed and said, "How dare you say I'm a rat? I'm going to win your money today."
The young palace maids put a wooden box on top of Fan Gongzheng's dominoes to seal them, served tea to everyone, and waited for her to come back to continue playing.
In another warm room, Huang Wei De told Fan Gongzheng about the tragic experience of Hu Shanwei's house.
Fan Gongzheng was amused. "Hu Shanwei has amazing arm strength. It's a waste of her talent to be a female official. The door bolt is so heavy, but she was able to throw it onto the roof. Ji Gang has always been rash in his work. He is lucky that only Commander Mao can tolerate him. He fell off the roof on New Year's Day, but he is fine and still alive and kicking."
Huang Weide said, "That's right. It's fine as long as everything is fine. Now the beams of the house have collapsed and need to be renovated. It's uninhabitable. Please ask Fan Gongzheng to find another place for Hu Dianzheng to live."
Huang Wei De certainly knew that on New Year's Day, seven big guys from six bureaus and one company would get together to play cards, but it was freezing cold, and he couldn't let his teacher condescend to live with others.
Fan Gongzheng pondered for a moment, "There are plenty of empty houses in the palace, but the keys are kept by Si Yao of the Shanggong Bureau. I will discuss it with Cao Shanggong. Once a house is decided, you can go to Si Yao to get the key and help Hu Shanwei move in."
The six bureaus and one department each have their own responsibilities and check and balance each other. Even Fan Gongzheng cannot choose a house at will.
Fan Gongzheng returned to the card table. The six female officials had already finished half of their tea and were eating snacks.
Fan Gongzheng sat back in his original position, saying that Hu Shanwei "dropped a thousand gold coins" and threw them onto the roof in anger, breaking the glazed tiles. Ji Gang went up to pick up the door bolt, but ended up climbing up to tear off the tiles and simply demolished the house together.
Everyone laughed, especially Lady Cao, who almost spit out the tea in her mouth. "Is Hu Shanwei a strong woman? She can even throw the door bolt onto the roof. Since she entered the palace, she has been causing strange things. It's been less than a year and she's already demolished the house. If she had stayed in the palace for ten years, who knows what kind of trouble she could have caused."
Everyone knows that Lady Cao doesn't like Hu Shanwei. Hu Shanwei is from the Palace Administration Department, but if she wants to change houses, she has to get the key from Lady Cao.
Hu Shanwei had just helped the Shangyi Bureau to guide the Grand Court Assembly of the Royal Ladies, dealt with the issue of the wife of Marquis Xiping being physically exhausted, and eliminated hidden dangers. Every step of the Grand Court Assembly had to be handled with precision and without error. Hu Shanwei's approach was correct.
Cui Shangyi had a good impression of Hu Shanwei, so she said, "Hu Shanwei is a man of practical ability, and he is very capable. People with ability are naturally different from others. He threw a thousand gold coins higher and farther than others. He has been firmly seated in the position of Dianzheng in less than a year, and has been promoted twice. Isn't this a sign of a step-by-step promotion? This is clearly a good omen."
Song Shanggong was a good man, and he also agreed, "It's New Year's Day, we can't let people sleep outdoors, and Fan Gongzheng has already asked, Lady Cao Shanggong will not bear grudges, so let's forget about the past. I see there are more than 40 corridors there, just give her one room to live in."
Cao Shang Gong glared at Song Shang Gong, "Am I that kind of stingy person? That row of corridors is connected together, and it is for the newly entered palace ladies to live in. Now only Hu Shanwei still lives there. Repairing her shabby house, the craftsmen and carpenters shuttle back and forth every day. How can she, a woman, live there? At least we should enclose the whole row of houses and repair them, and find her a safe place."
Song Shanggong was used to being scolded by Lady Cao, so he didn't take it personally and said with a smile, "Lady Cao is such a thoughtful person. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome."
Fan Gongzheng asked: "Where does Cao Shanggong plan to arrange Hu Shanwei to live?"
Lady Cao raised her eyebrows. "How dare I neglect the person that Lord Fan values the most? We have to choose a good house for her - let her move to the house where Liu Siyan used to live."
Everyone was silent: Lady Cao was too stingy and still held a grudge against Hu Shanwei.
Liu Siyan died tragically, her bones were crushed and her ashes were scattered. Empress Ma ordered people to build a cenotaph for her, and also asked the monks from Jiming Temple to pray for her soul, and performed several grand ceremonies in her behalf.
However, the place where Liu Siyan lived became a haunted house. There were rumors in the palace that Liu Siyan's ghost was still lingering and there was a female ghost in the haunted house who came out every night and looked for her tongue everywhere.
Fan Gongzheng said: "This... is a little inappropriate."
Concubine Cao retorted, "Why not? A small courtyard with a separate entrance and courtyard, quiet and peaceful, with a patio and a small garden in the middle, isn't it much more magnificent than this corridor house? You can live there if you want."
Huang Weide told Hu Shanwei the news and said, "Liu Siyan is a sixth-rank female official and a close confidant of Empress Ma. Her living environment is of course very good, but it is haunted. Why not find Fan Gongzheng and go again—"
"Don't bother." Hu Shanwei said, "Don't make things difficult for Fan Gongzheng. There are rumors in the palace that Yanxi Palace is haunted, but it's just a rumor. I never believe in ghosts. Besides, if I don't dare to live in Liu Siyan's former house, people will talk about me feeling guilty. You go to Cao Shanggong to get the key and move in today."
Hu Shanwei looked at the almanac and found that on the first day of the first lunar month, the fourteenth year of Emperor Hongwu, the year of Xinyou, it was a good time to move to a new house, accept a betrothal gift, make an alliance, pray for blessings, and burn incense. It was not a good time to sit on the stove, set up the bed, or build a ship.
The author has something to say: Soon it will be the big drama of the red rose versus the white moonlight.
100 red envelopes will be given out tonight. There is also a 100-point red envelope quick answer question.
Please listen to the question:
The description of Wang Ning, the white moonlight in this chapter, comes from a love song: "White moonlight, somewhere in my heart. So bright but so cold. Everyone has a sadness. I want to hide it but it becomes more obvious... You are my unspeakable pain. I want to forget but I can't help but think about it... I want to hide it but it grows."
Who is the composer of this song