Shangguan Jinhong's ear was very good. Even if the shady place where he was hiding was far away from the entrance of Leng Palace, he could still hear the footsteps of the newcomers.
The footsteps are heavy and slow, but very regular, indicating that this person is from a good background, has a weak body, and does not move around often. He is followed by two people with fast footsteps, but the footsteps are heavier. They should be taking care of him. A servant or palace maid, young in age, carrying luggage.
What a pity, he thought it was Li Xunhuan.
After a while, the sound of the palace door locking again sounded, and footsteps slowly approached. Wuhua walked out of the side hall, carrying four plates of dishes in both hands, and placed them on Shangguan Jinhong's chair. He kicked his foot and said, "Go and bring out the food." Suddenly he paused and said, "Li Xunhuan came to eat the food again." "Are you done?" He quickly shook his head: "It doesn't seem so."
Shangguan Jinhong went to serve the rice and get the bowls and chopsticks, and the kitten in his arms jumped up on the table. He picked up the cat's tail and threw it down. The little guy rolled on the ground, blowing his hair and blowing at him.
"Sir, do you smell it? It smells so good! I never thought that there are people in the cold palace who are so good at cooking!"
With the brisk voice, the unlucky guy who was sent to the cold palace has passed through two rows of willows. When I came over, I guessed the same as Guan Jinhong. He was a man in his twenties. A frail young man aged 15 to 18, with a pale face, followed behind him was a handsome boy, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying two large bags on his back, which almost buried him. There was also a woman in her forties or fifties with a hand in her hand. They were also carrying a small bundle on their arms, and the three of them were all dressed simply.
At this time, Shangguan Jinhong also came out with rice and bowls and chopsticks, and they happened to meet each other.
The young man looked a little embarrassed. He covered his mouth with his sleeves and coughed lightly. He saluted and said, "I'm Yang Muqing, I've met you two."
Then he fell silent, because normal people would immediately In return, state your name, and if you are more enthusiastic, you will invite him to come to the table and have something to eat together. It's a pity that Wuhua and Shangguan Jinhong are not normal people, so they didn't even pay attention to him.
The frail young man was even more embarrassed. His fair and yellow face suddenly turned red, which made him look more cheerful. Fortunately, the waiter paved the way for him in time.
"Sir, it's so hot in the courtyard. You have been weak since you were young and cannot stand for a long time. It's better to go into the house quickly. This cold palace has been deserted for many years. Please wait a moment. I will give it to you with Mother Fang. It’s all tidied up.”
Yang Muqing nodded thoughtfully and turned to go to the side hall.
It wasn't until the master and servants entered the room that Shangguan Jinhong said, "Do you have anything to say?"
Wuhua smiled slightly: "I just suddenly remembered that people like him are not allowed to play games. There is a special name in it, it seems to be... NBA?”
Shangguan Jinhong said: "Isn't it an NPO?"
"DNA?"
"CPU?"
The two of them were stunned to learn twenty-six from the college entrance examination world. I went through the alphabet arrangement and combination, but I couldn't remember what the proper noun was.
However, usually the appearance of this kind of person often means that the game is about to make new progress. This is the consensus of the two people.
"Perhaps we should ask how he got here?" Wuhua said: "Something must have happened outside."
The Great Detective copy is this routine. Any appearance of DNA (?) is a game. Given the clues, Lu Xiaofeng especially liked chatting with these people.
Shangguan Jinhong glanced at him and said, "Wouldn't it be faster to ask Li Xunhuan directly?"
Wuhua smiled coquettishly: "That's right."
As he said this Then, a heartbreaking scream suddenly came from the side hall!
It's hard to imagine that a healthy man can make a sound similar to that of a eunuch.
The fifteen-year-old boy ran out with a blushing face, holding a sky-blue ice-cracked vase in his hand, and ran out angrily, while the sickly young man pulled his sleeve back. , muttering: "Forget it Forget it, I'm already in the cold palace, why do you need to cause trouble?"
The boy shouted: "How can this be forgotten? This is the evidence!" The boy jumped up and ran over. The vase was placed viciously on the table, He cursed: "This vase is an orphan product fired by your kiln. It was given to the Queen by Your Majesty! Tell me! Why is it in the cold palace!"
After that, The boy lowered his eyes and saw that his face was green. , and the outstretched hand was shaking: "You... you two are so brave! This plate is obviously a tribute from the Western Regions to His Majesty, ah! This glazed jade bowl, ah! Could it be the rhino horn chopsticks collected by Concubine Jing!" ”
Take a closer look, my dear, from the table to the bowls and chopsticks, to the cups and dishes, everything was stolen from the palace in recent days!
And this chair, isn’t this the one that the Queen Mother threw away? I have searched through all the palaces, my feelings are here!
The boy sat down on the ground. He thought that finding a Ru kiln vase was the evidence that would overturn his master's case, but he didn't expect that he had entered a den of thieves!
They were not flying robbers before they entered the palace, right?
They won’t be killed and silenced, right?
The hot summer day in July suddenly became cooler!
Shangguan Jinhong indeed had the spirit of a bandit leader, and said calmly: "I took it, how do you want to treat it?"
The boy grinned, and after a long while he said: " I...I..."
After "I" for a long time, he flattened his mouth and cried "Wow". In the end, it was the weak young man who even made amends and apologized and got the person away. .
With all this fuss, I didn’t even bother to ask Li Xunhuan. Needless to say, it must have been because this orphan from Ru kiln was stolen and he was wrongfully brought in.
What an unlucky guy.
Facts have proved that unlucky people will not be unlucky just once. Once the bad luck starts, it will continue one after another and be endless.
In the evening, the sky was full of fire and clouds, and there was finally a hint of wind in the unbearably hot day. The small door of Leng Palace opened, and a servant pushed a cart over. He put a basket of dry steamed buns, two plates of green vegetables, and half a bucket of leftover swill from each palace into the narrow door. This was considered as a day's meal for the abandoned concubine of Leng Palace. .
This is not something that happens every day. Well, the cold palace. Basically, once you enter it, you can never come out again. Very few of the useless concubines who are imprisoned can survive a year, at most half a year. Either he is crazy or dead, so there is no need to be too nice to them.
Wuhua and Shangguan Jinhong are absolute exceptions.
The two of them wandered around the palace with their superb qinggong. If they saw something, they would just "bring it to you." They ate and used the best. They grew vegetables every day and raised chickens and ducks as hobbies. Naturally, they watched it. Not to mention these leftovers and the few rags that were brought in after ten days and a half.
It’s just that after everything has been brought in, in order to prevent outsiders from finding out the clues, Wuhua usually takes away the things as soon as possible, and then puts the empty plates back to their original places, creating a It felt like "I was so hungry that I finally had something to eat." In fact, the cats refused to eat these things, and the chickens did not eat them. In the end, Wuhua dumped them all into the toilet.
Today was no exception. He brought the food in, poured it into the toilet, and put the plate back as it was. After doing all this, Wuhua walked back with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he bumped into a pair of resentful people. Red eyes.
Ah, he is new to the NBA, and he is still hungry.
No wonder there seems to be a lot of rice today.
Being stared at by those tearful and aggrieved eyes, even Miao Monk Wuhua's conscience ached slightly.
He decided to save it all.
"I haven't used this toilet today. If you fish it out now, you might still be able to eat it."
Of course this is a lie, Amitabha, may the Buddha forgive me.
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Second update!