Story of Yanxi Palace

Chapter 22: rumor

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Rumors spread not only among the palace maids, but also among the guards.

It even reached Fucha Fu Heng's ears.

"Qingxi and the palace maid?" Fucha Fu Heng frowned, thinking that this matter must be tricky.

He knows that Qingxi, he is cautious, and never does anything out of the ordinary. When the guards are not on duty, it is also a common thing to spend the day and drink. Drinking flower wine, but in the middle, he has never seen Qingxi.

Saying that such a person actually hooked up with the palace maid, Fucha Fu Heng couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Who did Qingxi provoked to actually spread such rumors to harm him."

The guard who came to inform him hurriedly said, "But no one hurt him, I saw it with my own eyes."

Fucha Fu Heng frowned and asked, "What did you see?"

"We were patrolling the Imperial Garden a few days ago, and a very courteous-looking little palace maid passed by and quietly stuffed something for Qingxi." The guard laughed, "Not only did I see it, but several others saw it."

Since there are witnesses, I am afraid it is not a casual fabrication.

However, it was dark. Fucha Fu Heng did not intend to just listen to the family. He asked the other party carefully, especially the appearance of the little palace maid, and finally got up and said: "Okay, I will ask Qingxi."

When he arrived at the guard's office, Qingxi was resting. Several colleagues were teasing him beside him, and they were talking about the palace maid. Fucha Fu Heng's heart moved. Behind the door, quietly listen to them.

"Hey, Qingxi, that's okay, you, quietly, hooked up with a beautiful little palace maid!" A guard hooked Qingxi's shoulder and winked.

"You keep your head down, how do you know if you're pretty?" the other one disagreed, "Maybe when you look up, your beard is thicker than you."

"Go, don't eat grapes there and say that the grapes are sour." The guard hurriedly said, "The girls who can be selected into the palace are not good-looking, and the crooked melons and cracked dates can't even enter the gate of the Forbidden City! Besides, 28 girls, pick up and pick up, there is nothing to look at! Are you right, Qingxi?"

Qingxi was squeezed in the middle by them, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he could only say firmly: "The rules of the ancestors, we are not allowed to hook up with the palace maid, I am with her..."

"Hey, what do I think you have to say!" The guard laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "This kind of thing, people don't care, officials don't care, the palace maid will be released sooner or later, if you like it, in the future Take it! This is Nafu Qihei (Manchu: concubine), and it’s not marrying Sarigan (Manchu: wife), what are you afraid of!”

Fucha Fu Heng couldn't listen anymore, and came out from behind the door, his voice cold and harsh: "Qingxi!"

The laughter in the room stopped immediately, including Qingxi, everyone hurriedly stood up: "Master Fucha..."

Fucha Fu Hengxing went to Qingxi, and looked at the man who had always been pure and clean in front of him, and said slowly: "The palace maid and the guards should not give and receive privately, this is the palace rule, you should know it on the first day you enter the palace! "

Qingxi lowered his head at what he said.

Fucha Fu Heng took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and said, "Hand over the things."

Seeing that Qingxi didn't move for a while, he emphasized his tone again: "Hand over the things that the palace maid gave you!"

Qingxi looked at him with a complicated expression for a moment, and finally sighed slightly, took out something from his arms, and put it in the palm of his hand.

Everyone thought it was a fragrant handkerchief embroidered with a boudoir name, or a sword spike dyed with a lip print, or even a precious bundle of hair cut from the temples, representing "marrying your hair as husband and wife, this life has a white head. inseparable".

However, when their eyes were cast, what everyone saw was a stone.

A grey-white stone that can be seen everywhere in the imperial garden without any special features.

The guard who knew Qingxi well was willing to help him, and smiled when he saw this: "Giving a stone means that the concubine's heart is like a stone. Oh, you were rejected? Hahaha!"

I have to say that Qingxi's popularity is very good. When he laughed, the others laughed, and the guards were full of laughter. Everyone seemed to want to take this as a joke.

"Shut up!" Fucha Fu Heng said coldly.

The laughter stopped immediately, and everyone carefully looked at Fucha Fu Heng's expression, which made Fucha Fu Heng feel amused. Could it be that they thought he was the kind of person who would hit people indiscriminately when he came up

… Yes, he is!

"Everyone recites the Statute of Guards a hundred times!" Fucha Fu Heng stood with his hands behind his back and commanded, "If you can't recite it, don't eat dinner!"

"Ah? Lord Fucha!"

"please do not… "

"Forgive me!"

There was a lot of sadness in the guard house, but Fucha Fu Heng was unmoved.

This is all for their own good. If this matter is really revealed, it will inevitably make them feel lucky, and they will make some ugly things in the future.

Recite it a hundred times, no light or heavy punishment, and remind everyone by the way.

"And then, who is that palace maid?" On the way out of the guards, Fucha Fu Heng couldn't help but open his palm again, looked at the small stone in his palm, and muttered, "And this thing, what is it? What do you mean? Could it be that the heart of a concubine is like a stone?"

The movement in the guard's office, whether it's big or small, can't escape the eyes of people who care about it without deliberately concealing it.

"Auntie, Auntie!" Jinxiu knocked on Aunt Fang's door with a smile on her face, "I found out who the guard is!"

"Oh?" Aunt Fang sat up from the bed, "Who is it?"

"My name is Qi Jiaqingxi, I heard that the two not only gave and received privately, but also exchanged tokens of love..." Jinxiu described the things in the guard house with more enthusiasm, and then said, "I also found out that he has every five days. Once on a shift, keep the door clean, this day will be the day the two of them secretly date!"

"Even the people in the guards know that the matter of these two people is a certainty." Aunt Fang sneered, "You give me a good look at her, I guess it will take a few days for these two people to make trouble. Something big is coming!"

Without Aunt Fang's orders, Jinxiu will keep an eye on Wei Yingluo.

Just staring so hard, she never caught Wei Yingluo's fornication with a man. Aunt Fang urged her to report several times, but she could only report some clues.

But aren't these clues enough to tell the story

"Woo!" In the dining hall of the palace maid, Wei Yingluo covered her mouth and rushed to the door, retching just as the food was served.

Jixiang hurriedly held the dish in front of his nose, sniffed like a small animal for a long time, and then asked in doubt, "It's not bad, Sister Yingluo, don't you like eating fish?"

Today's dishes are very good, there are fish and meat, especially a bowl of fish soup for each person. The soup is so white that the fish meat almost melts in the soup, and even the thorns are soaked soft. You can drink it in one mouthful. Fragrant.

Palace maids can occasionally eat meat, but there are really few opportunities to eat fish, not because fish meat is more expensive than other meat, but because they are afraid that eating too much fish will have a fishy smell in the mouth, which will make the masters unhappy.

Everyone cherished this rare opportunity, except Wei Yingluo.

"...Well, I don't really like to eat fish." Wei Yingluo turned around and smiled at Jixiang, "You can eat it for me."

Jixiang is overjoyed: "Okay, okay, then my beans will be distributed to you."

Just when she was exchanging dishes, a voice suddenly came from beside her: "Is it because my stomach is not good? My sister-in-law was like this when she was pregnant, and she wanted to vomit everything she ate."

Wei Yingluo's face froze, then she looked at the other party and said, "Last time, Concubine Menghui gave a lot of lotus root flour balls as a reward. I accidentally ate too much, and after that, I have been upset with my stomach. It's not a big deal."

Jinxiu smiled and did not speak, but she snorted in her heart—

Lotus root balls? That was the old yellow calendar from three months ago, no matter how difficult it is to overcome, it will not be able to overcome until now!

It's hard, really...

Jinxiu's eyes swept across Wei Yingluo's stomach intentionally or unintentionally.