A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

When a concubine of a late emperor passed away, no one in the harem of the previous dynasty cared about it, until Emperor Longfeng named her as a concubine of honor, and more people went to the concubine of Zhao Taifei to express condolences.

However, those who were saddened by the departure of Concubine Zhao were the old concubines who lived in the Palace of Concubine Zhao.

The palace usually does not let people cry, only in front of Zhao Taifei's mourning hall, they dare to cry loudly.

They suffered for Concubine Zhao and cried for themselves.

Jiuzhu and Chen Wang changed into plain white clothes and went to the mourning hall to incense to send her the last ride.

"The funeral specifications for the concubine Jinggui have been set." King Chen took Jiuzhu's hand: "I will bury her in the mausoleum of the concubine, not with the late emperor."

"That's good." Jiuzhu looked back at the monk who was chanting scriptures in the mourning hall, and held King Chen's finger tightly in the palm of his hand.

The late emperor forcibly took the people into the palace before his death, at least after his death, these sons were in peace.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please stay."

Jiuzhu turned her head back, it was the old mama who served Concubine Zhao.

Mammy was wearing a white linen belt around her waist and looked haggard. She walked up to the two of them and saluted: "Before the concubine died, I want the servant to give some things to the princess. If the princess is willing to accept it, please follow the old lady. Take a walk."

"Please mama lead the way."

The yard without the owner has become a lot deserted. The white paper lanterns hanging under the eaves appear indifferent and indifferent in the vibrant spring.

Mammy brought Jiuzhu and King Chen into the house. She took out a box from the house: "The concubine will prepare the contents here for a few days. It should have been handed over to you on Qingming Day, but it was delayed."

Jiuzhu knew why she was delayed. The things she brought back to the imperial concubine two days ago made her forget about the rest.

Taking over the heavy wooden box, Jiuzhu thanked in a low voice.

"Princess." Mammy stepped back and knelt down toward Jiuzhu, and several other eunuchs in the room also knelt down.

"Mother." Jiuzhu quickly reached out to help her.

"Princess, please allow the old slave to finish this ceremony." Mammy's eyes were firm, and Jiu Zhu slowly retracted her hand.

Mammy led the palace servants in the room to kowtow to Jiuzhu, Jiuzhu heard Xiaogong's sobbing.

"The noble concubine left with a smile and was very peaceful." The maid stood up with the help of Xiaogong: "The princess and the master met by chance, but the master intended to cross most of the capital for the master during the Qingming Festival, and gave a man who had already passed away. People who have been incense for many years. If it wasn't for you, the master would only leave with regret."

So she deserves this gift.

The imperial palace is the most noble place in the world, and it has things that people in the world dream of.

Power, position, money, people.

The only thing missing is the human heart.

Princess Chen came gracefully, and in this harem full of desires, she seemed to be an outlier, but she was not out of place.

It was like a dark night, and a light appeared.

On a hot summer night, there was a gust of wind.

She is so different, so the concubine, who is unwilling to "intervene" in anything, drags her sick body and insists on going to the Peach Blossom Forest to remind them.

The concubine's heart softened for a while, in exchange for Princess Chen's heart, she brought back the things left behind by the concubine.

There was a shrill cat meowing, and when Jiuzhu saw the cat raised by Concubine Zhao, she squatted at the foot of the bed, looking up at the bed from time to time, as if wondering why the owner was not in the bed.

"After the master left, the cat has been lying in the house waiting for the master to come back." Mommy's tears rolled down again: "We feed it, but it doesn't like to eat. At night, I will look for the master in the yard. "

How can a cat know that its owner can never come back.

Jiuzhu gave the wooden box in her hand to King Chen beside her, squatted in front of the cat, and reached out to it.

The fat cat meows, turns around the room many times, and slowly jumps into Jiuzhu's arms.

However, just as Jiuzhu hugged it and left the courtyard gate, the cat struggled and jumped out of her arms.

"Princess, I'll help you catch the cat back when I'm young." Seeing this, Yang Yiduo rolled up his sleeves and prepared to catch the cat.

"No." Jiuzhu shook her head: "Go and tell Mommy, I'll pick it up in a while."

"Little leader."

"Want to raise a cat?" King Chen turned his head and asked her.

Jiuzhu shook her head: "The concubine is no longer here. This cat has no owner in the harem, so it may not survive."

At the beginning, it accidentally ran to the sixth palace of Zhangzhang, and it broke two legs, not to mention the days without the owner to take care of it.

"Don't worry, those old ladies in the West Palace will take care of it." King Chen took her hand again: "If you're not worried, come and see again in a few days."

"Yeah." Jiuzhu nodded, she always believed what His Highness said.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place." Seeing that Jiuzhu was still in a low mood, King Chen whispered in her ear, "Your Highness will take you out of the palace."

"Now?" Jiuzhu asked.

"Yes, right now." King Chen reached out and pinched her nose: "Would you like to go?"

"I think." Jiuzhu nodded.

"You can go if you want, you can give me a smile." He handed the wooden box to the attendant arranged by his father, and "rubbed" her face with his hands: "What does a sad face look like at a young age. "

"Kneading" twice, the hand feels so good, King Chen couldn't help but "knead" twice.

Not only did Jiuzhu not laugh with him, she was also angry with him.

Seeing this, King Chen quickly retracted his hand: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, we'll go out now."

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Zhu ignored himself, he reached out and took Jiuzhu into his arms: "I was wrong, don't be angry, eh?"

Jiuzhu raised her head and stepped on her feet, and took the opportunity to stretch out her hand to "rub" and "rub" on King Chen's face. In the stunned expression of King Chen, she nodded in satisfaction: "Well, not angry."

"Ming Xiaozhu, you are with a few concubines, and you are bad at learning." King Chen came to his senses, how well-behaved he was in the past, and now he has learned how to cheat after a long time in the palace.

Of course, the palace is a big dye vat, turning his white, tender and spotless piglet into colorful "colors".

The two went out of the palace in a carriage, and when Jiuzhu got off the carriage, did they know where His Highness was waiting for her.

Originally it was just a mound of raw tomb, but now there is no mound, and it has become a big pit.

Jiu Zhu turned to look at King Chen: "Your Highness?"

If ordinary people saw such a scene, they would definitely suspect that King Chen had destroyed other people's graves, but Jiuzhu's first reaction was, His Highness wants to repair the graves for the students?

Looking at her trusting little eyes, Chen Wang smiled, a little fool like this, fortunately he met him.

Fortunately, she was the one who didn't waste his efforts to ask for a grace from his father and mother.

"Take off the contents of the carriage." King Chen said, "Concubine Jinggui is the concubine of the first emperor's jade scorpion, and the funeral will be held jointly by Zong and the Ministry of Rites. I can't transport her body out of the palace, so I can only take some of her body. The objects, jewelry and clothes that I use on weekdays will be built into a burial mound with my life.”

The grandfather did a lot of sins, and he, the grandson, gave his grandfather a hat with color, and the ancestors should also turn a blind eye and not care about him.

"This matter can't be done with great fanfare, so we can only keep everything simple." King Chen took Jiuzhu's hand and whispered, "Let's hurry up, others will find out."

"The father and mother agree to this matter?" Even though Jiuzhu is a grandfather, she doesn't know much about the world, and she also knows that this matter does not conform to the principle of filial piety.

"Shh, don't say it, don't say it." King Chen took out the tablet hidden under the carriage, and it was written on Zhao Taohua instead of Mr.

According to folk customs, the bones should be washed when the grave is opened and buried together, but Jiuzhu knows that if Sheng and Jinggui are alive in heaven, they will not mind that the funeral is not solemn on this occasion.

Warm the grave with paper money, sweep the bottom with clothes, and fan out the ashes of the paper money from the grave.

This should have been done by children and grandchildren, but Concubine Zhao and Sheng have no descendants, so Jiuzhu and King Chen took the robes they wore and fanned for a long time, finally fanning out the burned paper money and ashes at the bottom of the tomb.

The flying paper money ashes of the two people covered their faces, and their plain white clothes turned into black and white gray clothes.

"I asked people before I came here, this step is essential." King Chen pulled Jiuzhu to climb out from the bottom of the pit: "This means that they will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, and they will be safe and sound."

"Oh." Jiuzhu nodded, nodding ignorantly: "What are we going to do next?"

"Put Zhao... aunt's 'milk' and 'milk' clothes into the grave." King Chen put his hands behind his back: "The rest of the burial rules belong to Fuze's descendants. Since they don't have descendants, why bother? toss them."

As the coffin was buried and the earth covered the coffin, Jiuzhu's depressed mood began to gradually improve.

When King Chen asked his attendants to place the newly carved tombstone in front of the tomb, Jiuzhu's face "showed" a smile.

"Isn't it sad in the end?" King Chen took out a handkerchief and wiped Jiu Zhu's ash-stained face, even though his hands were not clean.

"Yeah." Jiuzhu nodded: "They couldn't be together before they were alive, so it would be nice if they could be in the same 'acupoint' after death."

"Come on, give them a stick of incense, and then we'll go back." King Chen handed the incense to Jiuzhu and bowed to the tombstone.

The breeze blew, and the cigarettes swirled in the air, flying into the blue sky.

Health, Taohua.

May they come to live a hundred years, and their lives are as bright as fire.

When the two returned to the carriage, they laughed out loud when they saw each other's feet were muddy and their clothes were dirty.

"That's right, the little girl looks so good when she smiles." King Chen reached out and squeezed Jiu Zhu's face. She already had a flowery face, with two more dark fingerprints.

He looked away with a guilty conscience, and coughed dryly: "It will be dark in a while, and the palace eunuchs will not dare to look directly at our faces. Later, as long as we walk fast enough, no one will find our clothes dirty."

Of course, the point is actually the face.

But he dared not say it.

They are covered in paper money and ashes, and changing clothes in the palace is more likely to attract speculation from others.

"What if someone sees it?"

"When you see it, say I'll take you out of the palace to grill fish, and we both accidentally fall into the ashes." King Chen calmly said, "Don't worry, as long as we give the answer, no one will dare to ask further questions."

According to his previous behavior, maybe no one suspects that he is lying.

When night fell, King Chen took two thin black cloaks and draped them over himself and Jiuzhu.

"My mother's body is not cold, she is pregnant, what kind of filial piety, I think it was pretended before."

"Like a mother, it's natural to be a son to pretend to be."

Behind the palace gate, the voice of the eunuch came out, and there seemed to be a little excitement in their mean tone.

When Jiuzhu heard this conversation, she immediately stopped, and King Chen frowned and looked behind the door.

Some people are born to like to watch others suffer.

The world is never short of people who fall into the trap.