"Master, Gong Zhengsi's people should have arrived at this time." Wang Xiaochun's voice sounded.

Once the people from Gong Zhengsi arrive, things will be decided, and the news will not be long before it will be heard.

Concubine Zhang said "yes" and gently raised her arm. Qian Shoufang hurriedly bent forward and helped her up.

"Go to the window and sit down." Concubine Zhang said lazily.

Qian Shoufang responded, slowly helped her to sit next to the large desk in Yingzhang, and then took Fang Da Ying pillow to plaster her back. Fang asked softly, "Master is tired? Do you want to sleep again?"

There was Gong Zhengsi pressing him outside, and Sau Hongxuan was sure to not make trouble again. Concubine Zhang could have a good rest.

"Forget it, my head has been combed, and I have to take it off even if I sleep. It's a problem." Concubine Zhang waved her hand without any interest and turned her eyes to look out.

The window was hidden, and the mysterious lacquer was carved on the square, covered with magpies and silver-red crepes on the plum blossoms. A layer of foggy blush was cast in. The bright spring light came in, and a few shadows fell on the table, rippling like water waves.

"Who said that just now?" Looking at the four little palace maids standing in the yard, Concubine Zhang seemed quite interested and asked casually.

Wang Xiaochun hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, looked out the window for a while, then pointed at Hongyi and said, "Go back to the master, it's her, her name is Xue Hongyi."

Zhang Jieyu nodded, looked at the red clothes carefully through the window, her eyes flashed slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Wang Xiaochun made his face and suddenly remembered something. After thinking about it again and again, he finally said softly: "After the master asked, I will talk more. In less than half a month, it will be the first day of the April 2018, and it will be the day to pay tribute to Renshou Palace. According to the old rules, the master can bring two more final ones out this time."

This is the rule set by Empress Zhou. On the first day of every month, concubines of all ages must go to the Renshou Palace to make an appointment in the morning and do not be absent.

Of course, if you are dying of illness or pregnant, that's another two.

In addition to this monthly morning decidence, Queen Zhou’s Kunning Palace simply gave up everyone’s greetings.

Asked her that she didn't want to see these bellies, so she disappeared and was not upset.

After hearing this, Concubine Zhang looked back at Wang Xiaochun, and a smile seemed to be slim: "Xiaochun, how do you have this head? How can you guess I'm thinking about this?"

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Wang Xiaochun became more and more petty and said, "Where can you guess the master's thoughts? But it just happened. But these young people, no matter who they take, will have to train well in the next few days, so as not to lose the face of our Lengxiang Pavilion."

This was so pleasant that Zhang Jieyu was quite happy, so he nodded: "This is very true. But I haven't tried these people too much. In your opinion, who should I take?"

Wang Xiaochun had already written a draft of his stomach. He heard this and hung his eyebrows down, making a look of embarrassment, and said, "Master, I am so embarrassed. I am so stupid. Who is suitable for these people? I really can't see who is suitable for them."

This statement became more and more sensible. Concubine Zhang laughed out loud and covered her sleeves and said, "Look at you, you are so slick in front of me."

Wang Xiaochun also laughed, but never said anything.

Just like that, Zhang Jieyu had just asked this question. In fact, she had already had a scheming in her heart. She stopped laughing, held her cheek with one hand, and asked leisurely: "Saohongxuan was so fierce just now. You assigned these little ones to take their own errands, but you didn't know how their errands were doing. Let's talk one by one and I'll listen."

Wang Xiaochun responded to the verdict and explained the performance of Hong Yao and others. Finally, he explained the origins of several people in detail, but he did not add or reduce them, and he would say whatever he had.

This was not short. After he said this, Concubine Zhang happened to drink a cup of red date tea and was gently wiping the corners of her lips with a handkerchief.

Qian Shoufang handed a cup of warm water for rinsing his mouth.

Concubine Zhang took it, but she couldn't drink it. She just said, "Who are they? Shoufang, come and point it to me."

Qian Shoufang hurriedly approached and revealed the names of four people one by one through the window screen.

As soon as Zhang Jieyu listened, she smiled: "The Queen Mother took the word "This time", and the word "red" sounds quite festive."

Qian Shoufang hurriedly followed and made up the fun: "That's right. The old servants and servants of the 'Fu Lu Shou Xi' used it, and the Empress Dowager pointed to the word 'red', which shows that the palace will be prosperous and happy in the future."

Such good words and auspicious words, Zhang Jieyu nodded in agreement: "Isn't that true? The Empress Dowager has great blessings. The words she ordered by her husband must also be very lucky."

After speaking, she stretched out a slender jade finger and looked at Hongyao and Hongliu and said carelessly: "These two look clean."

The implication is that they are the two of them.

Qian Shoufang responded respectfully.

After explaining this, Zhang Jieyu was a little bored and tired, so she covered her mouth and yawned, saying in a whisper: "Forget it, you all go down, do whatever you should do, I'll just turn it around, don't leave anyone to serve you."

Everyone took the order to retreat, but Qian Shoufang stopped for a moment, first took the small bed and quilt, and gently covered the body of Zhang Jieyu, and then closed the window tightly to prevent the spring breeze from blowing through and hurting the master's body. Seeing that Zhang Jieyu's eyes were closed and resting, she retreated to the outside room.

When the lights were held, four "red"-generation little palace maids changed shifts. Red medicine and Hongliu were divided into one another and transferred to the morning shift. The bed was also changed to the south-facing wall, while the two of Hongmian and red clothes were divided into the evening shift, and the bed was changed to the north wall.

During this replacement, the master's likes and dislikes are also clear at a glance.

"Tsk tsk, you really know how to bite the dog. You look honest and honest, and you have more thoughts underneath than sieve. Those of us who are unintentional will obviously not be happy." Hongmian raised one leg on the threshold and spit out two melon seed skins, and sarcastic words came out in a string.

If she talks about her ability to serve her master, she asks herself that she is the best among the four. She hates her master but doesn't appreciate her. She has only one skill but has nowhere to show her. How can she not be upset?

Another thing is that she is also an old man from Jinhaiqiao. She should have been the leader of the four, but now she is being pressed by others, and she feels very unfair.

Hong Yao and Hong Liu were packing up the bedding rolls, but they didn't say anything when they heard this. Instead, they kept quietly making red clothes with needles and threads, rubbing the sewing needles to the temples a few times, and advised softly: "My sister is saying this too seriously. Hong Yao and Hong Liu are both gentle and gentle. It is worthy of your master's attention. Not as stupid as me and not likable as me, that's why we have no blessings and can't blame others."

As she said this, her face became a little dim, she sighed, and lowered her head and slit the veil again.
Chapter completed!