Xu Qin smiled reservedly, cupped his hands humbly and said:
"Wei Chen is just trying to attract others, but we have to listen to the suggestions and good strategies from the scholars of Wenyuan Pavilion."
"Next, when we get to His Majesty, we will convene a meeting with ministers and ministers, and the opinions of Mr. Xia, the Minister of Household Affairs, are very important."
"It doesn't matter. Gu's teacher will definitely attend this court meeting. We can communicate with him first."
Zhu Gaochi seemed very confident.
"Um."
Xu Qin nodded in agreement.
Zhu Gaochi's expression shows that he is really a good monarch who is practical, strong in the country and loves the people.
At least he can sympathize with the people's sentiments, understand the shortcomings of the current system, and strive for reform.
…
It’s the end of November in a blink of an eye.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, heavy snow falls.
It has been more than a month since Xiuying was transferred to the Palace Orchestra.
The music studio, dance studio and theater studio, collectively known as the three parties of music, dance and drama, originally belonged to the Jiaofang Department of the Ministry of Rites.
After Zhu Di ascended the throne, the three schools of music, dance and opera were placed under the jurisdiction of Da Nei, while the Jiaofang Division was placed under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Punishment.
This move further established the prison style of Jiaofangsi.
As for the Music, Dance and Opera Sanfang, because it was separated from the jurisdiction of the Jiaofang, the palace residents also had the freedom to bathe and leave the palace.
The location of Ouchi Sanfang is at the farthest corner to the west of the Imperial Palace, exactly opposite the East Palace and the farthest.
Tieying really wanted to see 'him' again, but there was no such chance.
She finally got some information about him:
His name is Xu Qin. He is the eldest grandson of Xu Da, the military god of the Ming Dynasty and King of Zhongshan. He is the nephew of the empress Xu Miaoyun and the fourth-rank Shao Zhanshi of Zhanshi Mansion in the East Palace.
With such a powerful background, no wonder everyone in the palace bowed their heads when they saw him.
After transferring her to the music studio, Xu Qinze never looked for her once.
Probably after he fished her out of the misery of the clothes bureau, he had completed what his friend had entrusted him to do.
Of course Xiuying can understand this.
She was like a passing smoke in his heart, leaving no trace of dust at all.
But in her heart, his shadow was deeply imprinted, an indescribable longing.
The three orchestras and opera houses are gathered together, and they spend the whole day either singing or playing various songs.
The noise and noise mixed together made people uneasy.
Although it was a bit noisy, it was infinitely better than the Huanyi Bureau.
Xiuying no longer has to wash clothes all day long, and her rough hands are back to their original shape.
The important thing is to stop being bullied, beaten with bamboo whips, etc.
Playing chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and lyrics are her strengths.
On the first day she came to the music studio, the grandma in charge asked her what she was good at.
She said Pipa casually.
After trying out a piece of music, she naturally became the leading pipa musician in the band.
"Mother Yun, you should go to Guangchusi tomorrow to get a musician's dress. Otherwise, it will be the Queen's birthday next month and it will be inappropriate for you to wear the clothes of an inferior palace maid."
During the meal, Maihime Yuegui, who was in the same room as Xiuying, kindly reminded her.
"Well, thank you Sister Gui."
It has been a month since I entered Lefang, and I am still wearing the thin autumn clothes from Huanyi Bureau.
Without reminder, Xiuying almost forgot about this incident.
She is Tie Xuan's daughter, and she takes the name of maid Yun Niang, so she has to be careful in everything to avoid letting the truth slip.
Yuxiang, another actor in the next room, also came over and whispered with joy:
"It's time to get your monthly payment tomorrow, Guiyue, you can buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake again, hehe..."
"Go...eat your food."
Guiyue has been greedy since she was a child. She has never been able to get rid of this problem, so she has been unable to save money.
But when she thought of the sweet and delicious osmanthus cake, she couldn't stop drooling.
The monthly money of the palace people in Yuewuxi Sanfang is more than that of other palace people, one, two or five qian of silver per month.
Guiyue spent most of her monthly money on sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and other foods.
Xiuying watched the two good sisters bickering with a pair of dimples on her face. She smiled and sighed:
"Hey, I haven't received any monthly payment since I entered the palace."
Hearing this, the two looked at her in astonishment.
"Don't look at me like that, I...I was punished with all my deductions."
Xiuying looked frustrated and embarrassed.
In the clothes washing department, she was the slowest at washing clothes. Her hands were so swollen from rubbing clothes that she could no longer feel anything. She often couldn't hold her rice bowl.
Not only broke several bowls, but also wasted a lot of food.
The manager, Granny Yan, took it for granted and confiscated her monthly money.
To this day, she still wears the autumn clothes with the logo of the Clothing Bureau, shivering from the cold every day.
"Mother Yun, I don't have money to help you. You can wear the cotton-padded clothes my mother sent you as you like. It's such a winter, how can you dress like this? You'll get sick from the cold."
Guiyue had a big mouthful of rice in her mouth, mumbling as she spoke, and spitting out a lot of rice grains and cabbage leaves from time to time.
Yuxiang, who was eating next to him, had a look of disgust on his face.
Having said that, Xiuying was born as a rich lady, so she had no nerve to take advantage of the maids and sisters.
Yuegui and Yuxiang were both maids in the home of Chen Di, the Minister of Rites of the Jianwen Dynasty.
Chen Di was executed by Zhu Di to exterminate the nine clans, all the men were beheaded, and the female family members in the mansion were taken into the Jiaofangsi and Dauchi.
Yuegui was originally a dancer in the mansion, while Yuxiang could sing opera. They were lucky enough to enter the dance studio and theater from the beginning.
At the beginning, if the child was sent to a wealthy family to be a maid, the family would definitely not be rich.
Otherwise, which parent would want their children to be slaves.
I saw Guiyue taking a bath a few days ago. The cotton-padded clothes she brought back from home were double-layered cotton and were strong with every stitch.
It can be seen that mothers are afraid that their children will be cold.
How dare she wear it?
"I'll get my monthly payment tomorrow. I'll just go out and buy it on my holiday. I won't miss it for two days."
"You always say that." Guiyue said angrily.
Xiuying smiled bitterly.
…
In the early morning of the next day, Xiuying went to the Guangzhou Department of Finance, picked up a musician's costume, and then hurried to the Accounting Department to collect her monthly payment.
As soon as I arrived at the intersection, I was stunned by the battle in front of me.
In the aisle at the door of the Accounting Department, eunuchs and maids from each palace lined up in a regular manner, divided into several queues and filling the entire aisle.
The queue stretched as far as the eye could see, with more than a thousand people in total.
Far away, I could vaguely hear the eunuch shouting:
Someone, a few taels of money.
Last night, the north wind howled for a while, and before dawn there was a layer of frost on the ground, which was hard and slippery.
At this time, the temperature is also low, which is the time to freeze people.
The cold air blowing against the ground passed through the thin soles of the shoes, flowed all the way up the body along the feet, and penetrated into the bones.
Xiuying only stood for a while, and no heat left her body.
At first, rubbing her hands could keep her warm, but when the cold wind blew, it easily took away all her body temperature.
My body was numb from the cold, and my bones and muscles began to ache.
It was fine in places not exposed to the wind, but my neck, wrists and face felt like a knife-like pain, and my hands felt stiff when touched.
After waiting in line for a while, my feet moved a small distance.
She couldn't stand the cold anymore and was ready to stop lining up.
But looking back, I saw a long queue behind me.
Exiting is also difficult.
Xiuying hesitated.
