Cuihua Palace used to live in Concubine Li.
Concubine Li was extremely favored by the late emperor.
Some people said that if Concubine Li gave birth to a prince, even the queen would have to give way to her.
However, Concubine Li's beauty was short-lived, and she passed away within two years of being favored.
Everyone in the palace said that she just had a good face and was not that rich in life.
She couldn't bear the emperor's love and affection, and her life was shortened.
But looking at what happened later, I have to say that Concubine Li was lucky.
She walked ahead of the late emperor.
After the late emperor was gone, the fate of those once-famous beauties was as miserable as Concubine Li, who had a good death.
At any rate, she had been buried long ago.
The Queen Mother felt uncomfortable and did not dig her out of her mausoleum and whip her body.
The current Cuihua Palace is different.
On a heavy rainy day, Cuihua Palace looks dilapidated and desolate, and the small garden behind Cuihua Palace lacks careful care.
The flower trees inside grow wildly, and there are no flowers in them.
They are all leaves and look dark.
Ma Shanggong took two quick steps to get under the eaves of the door and put away his umbrella.
It rained heavily, and I got a lot wet even while holding an umbrella.
She took out a hand towel to wipe it, and when she turned around, she saw that the hem of her skirt was stained with mud, and it was so wet that it was almost dripping.
Ma Shanggong simply bent down, picked up the skirt, twisted it up, squeezed out the water, and then stomped the mud on his feet.
The door behind her opened just as she was bending over.
A stooped woman stood there and squinted at her, unable to see clearly the person in front of her for a long time.
Ma Shanggong greeted her with a smile: "Sister, it's me."
The woman inside the door couldn't see clearly, so she only dared to confirm who it was by listening to the voice.
"Hey, it's you, why did you come here in such heavy rain?"
When she heard the movement at the door, she thought she had heard it wrong.
"I didn't send any errands because it was raining, so I came here when I had some free time."
Ma Shanggong entered the room.
The room was filled with a musty smell that was overwhelming and choking.
Ma Shanggong followed Concubine Shen and lived in a new house.
She had also lived in this kind of old house that had not been repaired for many years, but now she felt uncomfortable as soon as she entered.
Ma Shanggong didn't come empty-handed.
She spent some money to prepare some side dishes, and brought two unworn clothes as a reward from the empress.
When he came and saw the house, he felt that he had not thought well enough and said, "Sister Hu, the bedding in this house should be changed."
Although the woman who lives in this house is older than Ma Shanggong, she is still just a palace maid, just cleaning the courtyard of Cuihua Palace.
The errands in the East Sixth Palace are all hard work, the quota is insufficient, and the days are hard.
"Wherever I need to replace it, I can still repair it."
When the food and wine were placed, Ma Shanggong poured her a glass himself: "Normally we shouldn't have wine, but in this weather, even ladies have to have a glass of wine to go away the cold."
Hu Gongren had some scruples at first, but when he thought about it, it was right.
With such a heavy rain, who wouldn't hide in the house?
No one would come here in the East Sixth Palace, and no one would come after such a heavy rain.
She had a habit of drinking too much in her early years.
She would look after the house by herself and would take a sip or two to satisfy her cravings when she was bored at night.
But with her status, there is no hope of good wine and good food.
Besides, if a person pours and drinks by himself, the wine will lose its taste even more.
Today, with good wine and good food, as well as people to talk to, Hu Gongren's interest has risen.
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The food is good, and the wine is good.
Good wine has a mellow aroma and is more intoxicating than ordinary water wine.
When Hu Gong people got drunk, they talked more.
She had lived a good life back then, following her powerful master, enjoying a good life, drinking well, and wearing gold and silver.
It's a pity that it was so beautiful back then, but now it looks even more desolate.
Because she is unhappy now, she prefers to think back to those days.
While Ma Shanggong listened, she also reminded her of the past.
Unlike the people in Hu Gong, Ma Shanggong didn't miss the late emperor's days at all.
At that time, the harem was too chaotic, really too chaotic.
Human life didn't matter at all, and people would be convicted for no reason.
At that time, everyone was in danger and didn't know if there would be a tomorrow after today.
Some people are more cautious in this situation, while others are very indulgent and just get through today and don't care where they will be tomorrow.
Hu Gongren is not smart, but she is lucky.
At least she has enjoyed good fortune, and now she still has a place to settle down and have food to eat.
Seeing that she was almost drunk, Ma Shanggong asked tentatively: "I remember that Sister Hu also served Fengcaixuan for two years when Concubine He was favored, right?"
"Yes, she was favored for a while at that time.
It's a pity that although she is beautiful, she is a dull beauty with a dull and boring temperament.
The late emperor got tired of her in a short time."
"Isn't she rejected by the late emperor because of her miscarriage?"
Ma Shanggong's mouth was a little dry and his palms were a little sweaty.
"Miscarriage."
Hu Gongren thought for a moment in confusion: "Ah, yes, it was a miscarriage.
I still remember that after she was pregnant, she didn't see any fat on her face, but lost a lot of weight.
At that time, the late Emperor I almost forgot about her.
She stayed in the house and rarely came out.
One night, she turned on the light in the house and asked the doctor to come at dawn.
When the doctor came, she had already had a miscarriage and the baby could not be saved. " Ma Shanggong immediately asked: "Then why is she being plotted by others or is the people around her not taking good care of her?"
Hu Gongren burped: "Oh, who can tell clearly?
The doctors are very vague.
They are afraid of taking responsibility."
"Then I heard that the waiters around her were all given drugs and disposed of one by one.
Isn't it because they didn't serve carefully?
If nothing went wrong, it would definitely not be like this."
Finally getting to the point, Ma Shanggong raised his ears for fear of missing a word.
"Fixing medicine" "Yes."
Ma Shanggong said: "I heard that she had two personal maids by her side at that time, one named Lu and one named Fang.
The one named Lu seemed to be gone at that time, and the one named Fang was also filled.
The medicine can’t speak anymore.”
From Ma Shanggong's point of view, Fang Shanggong's handle was much easier to grasp than Zhou Xunchen's.
Zhou Xunchen was too difficult to mess with, and Ma Shanggong also knew that he was a hard nut to crack.
You always have to pick the soft persimmon, and Fang Shanggong is that soft persimmon.
When Concubine He had a miscarriage, the people in the palace did not dare to say it publicly, but they all felt that it was the Queen's fault.
The queen would never allow others to threaten her status by giving birth to a prince earlier than her.
The reason why the people around Concubine He were dealt with was probably because they wanted to directly shoulder the blame for this crime.
Someone had to take the blame.
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It's also possible that they were serving closely and knew something they shouldn't know, so they were fed drugs.
"Palace Maid" Hu Gongren was in a daze.
She didn't know how strong the wine was.
She was so greedy that she drank it too fast, and she became drunk quickly.
"Yes, do you remember the one named Fang now?"
Gongren Hu stuck his tongue out and asked inarticulately: "Isn't the one named Fang dead?"
Ma Shanggong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No.
She is not dead, and she is living a good life now.
Following the imperial concubine, even though you are not well-informed in the East Sixth Palace, you should know how many famous people are in front of the imperial concubine, right?
Who is the one who died?
Mr.
Lu, think about it again."
"Oh, yes, the one who died should be named Lu."
Hu Gongren held his head and thought seriously: "The surname is Fang."
"That's right," Ma Shanggong reminded her: "She's quite delicate and fair.
I heard that she's good at needlework.
Sister Hu, you should be familiar with her at first.
Do you think she did something?
What I shouldn't have done is that I was given medicine after Concubine He had a miscarriage."
Hu Gongren thought for a while, and finally showed a look of surprise: "I remember, you are talking about Fang Hui, right?"
"Yes, that's her."
Ma Shanggong was overjoyed: "She must have done something inappropriate."
"She seemed to have been ill at that time, and she had not seen her for several months.
She disappeared before Concubine He gave birth.
Later, she was not seen after Concubine He gave birth.
Why was she being fed?
medicine"
Ma Shanggong was startled.
"Old sister, you remember correctly" "That's right."
Although Hu Gongren was drunk, he was not at the stage of talking nonsense and whimsical thoughts: "If you had said it was Fang Hui earlier, I would have remembered it.
She is a nice person, and she is good at needlework.
I also asked her for some patterns, and she even made a vamp for me.
Yes, that’s right, I remember that the vamp was embroidered with bamboo leaves, and it was really good.”
Ma Shanggong was not interested in bamboo leaves or leaves.
She came to Hu Gongren to inquire, but it turned out that she didn't have much hope.
But she didn't expect that Gongren Hu would give her such an unexpected answer, which caught her off guard and made her completely confused.
Hu Gongren continued: "I remember it was spring, right?
I saw her in spring.
Her complexion was not very good.
She disappeared after a few days.
She said she was ill.
She was moved out first.
I thought it would be a pity for her.
If she had to be moved out, she must be seriously ill and there would be no one to take care of her, and she would probably not be able to come back. " "Isn't she at Fengcaixuan in the spring?"
Ma Shanggong was a little confused: "Then when did she go back and when was she given the medicine?"
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Hu Gongren smiled and pointed at her: "You are drunk too.
As I said just now, she has never gone back.
Look at you, you are so drunk that you can't even remember what you said."
Fang Shanggong was not given medicine because of Concubine He’s miscarriage and death.
Then who gave her the medicine?
She had disappeared before Mrs.
He had a miscarriage.
After Mrs.
He died, she went to the needlework bureau again.
Ma Shanggong originally thought that he would be able to figure things out a little bit today, but he didn't expect that the more he inquired, the more confused he became.
Except for the people from Hu Gong, almost all the people who recognized Fang Shanggong back then are gone.
If you want to ask others, there is no one to look for.
After all, so many years have passed.
The late emperor went to the harem for a cleanup.
From the time when the emperor ascended the throne to now, he had let people go several times.
Ma Shanggong searched around and found someone like Hu Gongren who was considered an insider.
Ma Shanggong wanted to ask again, but Hu Gongren was already lying on the table and snoring.
He couldn't wake her up and couldn't get any more words out of her mouth
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