After the young eunuch left, Jingzhai's frown still did not relax.
He raised his head and looked at the sky before walking out of the hall.
The footsteps stepped on the marble floor, making no sound.
Jingzhai walked slowly, and the tassel on the sapphire pendant around his waist swayed gently with his movements.
The cold wind of winter passes by, and there seems to be a faint smell of blood in the wind, which makes people feel disgusted and disgusting.
As bright as this huge palace is on the outside, there are so many things inside that cannot be known to outsiders.
Gold and jade are on the outside, but the inside is covered with decay.
Fortunately, it was not him who had to deal with Shen Cangcang's affairs back then.
Fortunately, Shen Cangcang was still young, otherwise Shen Cangcang would be a withered skeleton now.
It is a great blessing to be alive after seeing the thing that the East and West factories least want others to see.
In Jingzhai's heart, only the dead can keep these secrets.
It's the same for everyone.
Jingzhai met many palace people along the way, whether they were palace maids or old ladies.
When they saw him, they all bowed and saluted, not daring to take another look at this handsome man.
At this time, when a little palace maid saw him in the distance, her legs went weak and she knelt on the ground in fright.
She seemed to have seen some monster and kept trembling.
Jingzhai paused and his frown slowly relaxed.
He looked at the weak-limbed little palace maid and asked, "What's your name?"
"I" the little palace maid's eyes were red with fear, and she stammered and couldn't speak clearly, "No, slave, slave, slave, slave!"
Kyousai smiled.
Somewhat curious, "Are you afraid of me?"
His voice was soft and his expression was kind.
If it weren't for the flying fish suit he was wearing, he would indeed be a handsome young man in this situation.
However, the little palace maid didn't notice at all that Jingzhai called himself "I" instead of "our family".
She just knelt on the ground, trembling, unable to even utter a word to beg for mercy.
At this time, she felt as if something was blocking her throat, no matter how hard she tried.
Can't make a sound either.
She is afraid.
She was terribly frightened.
It wasn't until a guard came up to ask what was going on that Jingzhai stood firm.
He just said lightly that the little palace maid had contradicted him and had someone send her to Xiyuan to put her in a good place.
The little palace maid was startled at first.
The next moment I was so scared that I cried.
"My father-in-law, have mercy on me.
My father-in-law, please have mercy on me.
I know I was wrong.
I know this."
No matter what.
Her plea for mercy came too slowly.
Jingzhai's mood has always been moody, and killing people is like child's play.
In his eyes, human life is worse than an ant.
Therefore, no matter how hard the little palace maid struggled, Jingzhai still turned a blind eye.
Finally, the little palace maid was covered by someone's mouth and dragged away forcefully.
The people kneeling next to the little palace maid did not dare to breathe loudly, for fear that they would become the next one.
Everyone knows what kind of place Xiyuan is.
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These people are slaves whose lives are not worth a few cents.
Even if they die, they have to wait for the master of the palace to show mercy before their whole bodies can leave.
Otherwise, she would be like the little palace maid just now, being sent to Xiyuan and thrown into the dry well, and then turned into a pile of bones.
Jingzhai finally seemed to feel more comfortable, his smile became gentler, and he walked forward.
As soon as he left, a white shadow flashed behind him, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms.
At that time, Yan Jin and Shen Cangcang entered the hall and found that not only Su Wenmo was sitting in the hall, but also Bo Ruyan was also here, but Su Wenmo lowered his eyes, while Bo Ruyan's face was a little pale .
Queen Mother Bo seemed to be angry, but she slowly calmed down when Yan Jin and Shen Cangcang came in.
Fortunately, Shen Cangcang could speak.
She seemed to know Queen Mother Bo's temperament.
She made Queen Mother Bo laugh after saying a few words, and the gloom on her face gradually disappeared.
After lunch, Empress Dowager Bo mentioned that she wanted to hear Yan Jin play the guqin, so she asked someone around her to fetch the guqin.
She said to Yan Jin, "The Ai family also knows a little about the guqin, but they haven't played it for a long time and have forgotten everything."
After Queen Mother Bo finished speaking, she stretched out her fingers to fiddle with the guqin placed in front of her.
The guqin made a low sound, and fragments of music came from the hands of Queen Mother Bo.
Even though she hasn't touched these again for many years, Queen Mother Bo's music is still never unfamiliar to her.
As if she remembered something, she stopped what she was doing, and then said to Yan Jin, "Come and try it."
Hearing this, Yan Jin slowly walked to Empress Dowager Bo.
This is an old Paulownia guqin.
In terms of workmanship, this qin is actually not exquisite and is not even as good as the qins bought for a few taels of silver from outside.
However, Queen Mother Bo looked at this guqin with deep eyes, and her nostalgia was obvious.
It was obviously an ordinary Guqin, but Queen Mother Bo liked it very much.
Yan Jin stretched out his hand and gently strummed the strings.
"How about it?"
Queen Mother Bo said, "Can this piano be used?"
Yan Jin nodded, "Yes."
Whether it’s tone or workmanship, this piano is of inferior quality.
Yan Jin had some doubts about where this piano came from.
Empress Dowager Bo sat upright and said with a smile, "Well, you can play Zhan Dongfeng for the Aijia.
However, this piano was made for the Aijia by the late emperor himself.
You must not break it."
When Yan Jin heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
Empress Dowager Bo's dilemma was very obvious.
This is a relic left by the late emperor.
If she damages it, it will be disrespectful to the late emperor.
When Emperor Yuan Ding blames it, how can Yan's family afford it?
What made Yan Jin a little uneasy was that Empress Dowager Bo asked her to play a complete battle-style song.
Obviously, Queen Mother Bo also knows this piece of music.
Could it be that Empress Dowager Bo knew about the ancestors of the Yan family?
Seeing Yan Jin's hesitation, Shen Cangcang, who was on the side, started to help and said to the Queen Mother Bo, "The Queen Mother, this piano is too expensive, why not change it to a new one?"
Queen Mother Bo narrowed her eyes, "Miss Yan will not easily damage the Ai family's things.
Besides, the Ai family has not heard the sound of this piano for a long time."
After Queen Mother Bo finished speaking, she sighed.
The longing in her expression could not be concealed no matter how hard she looked.
Yan Jin looked at it but was extremely confused.
Empress Dowager Bo's words and expressions were not disguised at all.
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She seemed to really miss the person who gave her the piano.
The water marks in her eyes were faint.
But was the relationship between the late Emperor and Empress Dowager Bo really that deep?
There are many things in the Bo family that Yan Jin doesn't know.
Queen Mother Bo has always loved Shen Cangcang and rarely made requests.
Now that she has said this, Shen Cangcang cannot continue to refute.
Moreover, Shen Cangcang knew clearly that it was useless for her to refute.
Yan Jin nodded, sat down and started playing on this poor piano.
When the strings played, Su Wenmo, who was sitting silently on the side, raised his head with an expression of disbelief. s: This is an additional update from yesterday.
Today’s update will be updated soon.
I was too busy during the day and had no time to spare for typing.
It was also too cold.
My hands are so cold.
Please give me a monthly ticket. . .
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