The Flower Guarding Bell Chapter 8: Accompanying the palace
The heat is getting worse.
Emperor Dajing ordered to bring the queen and a group of close officials to the palace to escape the summer heat.
When Lingsu hurriedly came to inform them that they were also among the attendants, Xiao Qingxue was still washing a pile of dirty clothes in the courtyard.
"Master, hurry up and dress up, this is a rare opportunity, don't miss it."
When the little girl is no one in private, although she no longer calls her mother, she still insists on calling her master.
Qingxue couldn't beat her, so she went with her.
Different from Lingsu's excitement, Qingxue focused on the work in her hands, washed the dirty clothes, wrung them dry, and then hung the clothes on the bamboo poles.
"Master, why are you not happy at all? What a great opportunity?"
Xiao Qingxue brushed off her wet clothes, casually asking, "Is this a happy thing?"
Lingsu looked at the woman with a sad face, "Master, we have a chance to get close to the emperor, what if he sees you can regain his position?"
Qingxue finally stopped the work in her hand, looking at Lingsu who was anxious, her calm tone did not waver at all, as if it could calm her restless heart.
"I ask you, who made this decree? The emperor? Or the queen?"
Lingsu was stopped by her, "What's the difference?"
Hearing this, Qingxue smiled lightly, "It's no difference, it's just the same thing that we want to be the target of public criticism."
"Master, slaves don't understand."
"It is such a great honor to accompany you to the palace, the honor that many concubines in the harem can't expect, but only our two court ladies in the cold palace can get it, what do you think they want?"
After her analysis, Lingsu, who gradually came to a realization, jumped up, "Then what should we do? Don't go?"
"Do you think it's up to us to do this?" Xiao Qingxue put up her clothes again, "You can only walk cautiously, walk and watch."
Lingsu frowned and did not speak. She looked at the woman who was drying her clothes in the sun. The breeze brushed her hair, and the blue silk brushed her eyebrows, giving her a sense of peace and tranquility.
That kind of peace, as if you don't care much about everything in the world.
She was quiet, but more silent.
Lingsu didn't know whether this change was good or bad, so he could only keep silent in his heart.
Preparation before departure is always complicated.
It takes about a month to travel from Kyoto to the palace.
On the day of departure, the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty knelt down at the gate of the city to send the imperial chariots, iron-clad horses, flying flags, and long live the mountains.
The squatters stretched for hundreds of miles, and the road was full of people kneeling on the road, sending them off all the way.
That kind of shock made Xiao Qingxue's heart tremble. She hadn't been out of the palace for a long time, but she didn't know that the outside world had turned upside down?
Not in ruins, but in thriving. Han people, Hu people, can be seen everywhere.
They cheered, they jumped, they sang and danced.
All of this had a deep impact on Xiao Qingxue. She could not achieve the grand scene when her father was alive. Did he really achieve it?
Really, the Hanhu family?
Through the heavy crowd, she looked at the golden chariot in front of her from a distance, and for the first time there was a dark complex in her eyes.
At night, the team camped everywhere.
Qingxue went to the river to draw water, and when she came back, there was already Qili Stream sitting by the fire. This guy got a chicken out of nowhere and is roasting it on a stick.
Ling Su next to her was salivating.
"Is there nothing wrong with you being so blatant?"
Although she knew that he was the emperor's guest, she could not help but worry about being among the maids.
He gave her a don't worry look and pulled the drumstick, one for her and one for Lingsu.
"Girl, I still have some good goods in my account, get them quickly."
Lingsu moved, but looked at Qingxue hesitantly. With Qingxue's acquiescence, she went away happily.
Occasionally, there was a crackling sound in the fire, and the light snow added firewood, and it was silent for a while.
"Today, have you seen it?"
He was the first to break the silence.
She stirred the charcoal fire for a while and hummed softly.
Under the light of the fire, the woman's face flickered.
Qilixi slowly leaned down towards the tree trunk behind, looked at the starry sky and sighed.
"Is it very complicated?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "In less than five months, he can do this."
There was no emotion in her tone, "What do you want to say?"
"You should have noticed, right? The common people are forgetful."
She was silent for a long time, and put down the firewood branch in her hand.
"But I can't forget it." She raised her eyes to look at him, the scar on her face became conspicuous at this moment, "I can't forget it either."
The atmosphere is suffocating for a moment.
Until, a group of palace maids broke the silence in a panic.
"Who drew the water today?"
Xiao Qingxue got up, "It's me, what's wrong?"
"You are really in trouble. The Empress is not feeling well after drinking the tea, and the emperor is scolding all the people and waiting, so hurry up."
Qingxue frowned, "What's the hurry?"
"What else can I do? Of course I'm going to the emperor's tent to confess my guilt, hurry up, we'll all lose our heads if we delay!"
"I'll go with you."
Qilixi got up at this time, but was rejected by Qingxue, "You stay to appease Lingsu, I'm afraid that girl will mess up."
Leave a message, and she hurried away with the palace maid.
The one who should come can't escape. The maid who brought her gave her a self-seeking expression and then left in a panic.
In the tent, the candles are bright, but the atmosphere is somewhat silent.
The man behind the desk was reviewing the memorial, but he didn't seem to see Xiao Qingxue kneeling at the bottom.
He didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak.
In my heart, I have some doubts.
Isn't she scolding all the others? Why is she the only one?
"Come here."
While thinking about it, the person above gave a light command.
Qingxue was taken aback for a moment, thinking it was an illusion, until he repeated it again.
After a moment of hesitation, she got up and approached, but stood still one step away from him, refusing to get any closer.
Li Changqing glanced at the person beside him from the corner of his eye, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, he handed her the memorial in his hand, and asked her while the woman was confused:
"What do you think?"
Xiao Qingxueyou was astonished by his actions, and when she glanced at the contents of the memorial, she was shocked again, but she lowered her eyes.
"This is a national event, the slave is just a palace maid, the emperor asked the wrong person."
"Slave?" Li Changqing looked at her with some playfulness, chewing the words that came out of her mouth, "It seems that Leng Gong is really a place to be tempered."
Qingxue kept her eyes down, noncommittal to his words.
Seeing that there was no abnormality on her face, he closed his eyes, tilted his head, and said quietly: "Tell me what you think, and I will grant you innocence."