The kites flew very high and gradually got closer to each other.
Ji Ling was looking up when he saw that the eagle kite suddenly fell head-first downwards, as if it was entangled in the string of the butterfly kite, and the two kites were entangled with each other and fluttering.
"It's the Imperial Garden." Qixi looked at the direction and judged: "Someone is flying a kite in the Imperial Garden."
The Imperial Garden is not far from Jingyang Palace. As long as you go west and walk past Zhongcui Palace, you can directly see Duixiu Mountain at the eastern end of the Imperial Garden.
Duixiu Mountain was built by craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty. It is actually an artificial rockery. The Duixiu Mountain craftsmen used a technique called "Duixiu style" to transport many strange-shaped stones and build them one by one.
Duixiu Mountain is located on the northeast side behind Qin'an Palace, with its back against the vermilion palace wall of the Forbidden City. Walking through Duixiu Mountain is equivalent to entering the Imperial Garden.
As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Ji Ling felt a darkness above his head, as if a shadow had fallen over him, and he heard Qixi shouting from beside him: "Always be careful!".
Ji Ling instinctively stepped back, and Qixi was already blocking her.
A huge butterfly kite dragged two long tails and quickly fell from the air. It wiped Qixi's hair and landed in front of the two people's feet.
Qixi didn't care to pick up the scattered hair on her temples and stepped forward to pick up the kite. She saw that the kite string was coated with a layer of bamboo glue in order to be strong and durable. After the glue dried, it became stiff and sharp and could cut a person's skin with blood.
Ji Ling stepped forward to take a look and saw Qixi still squatting there watching the kite, so he pulled her up and said, "Let me take a look at you." He saw a red mark on Qixi's neck, slowly oozing blood.
Ji Ling took out a clean handkerchief from her arms and wiped it with Qixi. Qixi was still confused until she saw the blood on the handkerchief and touched her neck, then she felt pain.
Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the blood condensed into a row of dark red blood beads after a while.
Qixi saw that Ji Ling was still wiping herself, so she quickly said: "Chang Zai, don't... don't! Be careful that the slave will stain your handkerchief."
Ji Ling regretted: "It's all my fault. Originally, I was just taking a walk around Jingyang Palace, but I followed this kite to the Imperial Garden."
She stretched out her hand, touched the scar on Qixi's neck distressedly, and said: "Put the kite on the big rock next to you, and its owner will come and find it." After saying that, she turned around and pulled Qixi away, but she heard something behind her.
A female voice said: "I heard that you live in the east courtyard now?".
When Ji Ling heard this nonsense, he was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw a woman emerging from behind Dui Xiushan. She was dressed in simple clothes and her hair was decorated with simple beads. Behind her was a clumsy little palace maid.
The woman said again: "The kite belongs to me, give it back to me." Her cheeks were extremely thin, her cheekbones were prominently highlighted, her eyebrows were extremely high, her eyes were extremely large, and her shoulders were extremely thin, as if she could not support them.
Head-like.
At this time, she stretched out her hand for the kite, and Ji Ling saw that her arms were like reed pipes under her sleeves. They were almost like skeletons covered with a layer of skin, with exposed veins and withered skin.
Ji Ling saw that this woman looked familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen her before. It wasn't until Qixi reminded her that she suddenly realized: she was the former Hai Guiren!
Haishi was demoted to agree, but Ji Ling was always there. Logically speaking, she wanted to salute Ji Ling, but Haishi didn't even move her body, and just said with a bit of sarcasm: "The east courtyard is our home.
It's a good place where noble people have lived, and the feng shui nourishes people. I didn't expect that it would be easier for you."
She has now been demoted to a promise and moved to a remote place. Ji Ling doesn't know how she learned that she moved to the east courtyard, let alone why she still speaks in such a domineering tone.
She didn't want to get into trouble with Haishi, so she said: "Qixi, I promise to return the kite to Hai."
Qixi said: "Yes." She held the kite in both hands and went forward to hand it to the little palace maid behind Haishi.
The little palace maid took it, gently pulled Heide's sleeve, smiled, and begged like a child: "I will accompany you back!"
Who would have thought that after Haishi heard the words "Hai promised" from Ji Ling, he suddenly took a step forward and said sternly, as if he had been hit hard by a stick: "How presumptuous! Jishi, you are such a little kid!"
Young Chang Zai, how dare you despise this noble man!".
Seeing her ferocious expression, Qixi immediately stepped forward to block Ji Ling's face, then turned back and whispered in a trembling voice: "Chang Zai, let's leave quickly! Hai promised... Hai promised... It doesn't seem right...".
Haishi stretched out his hand to push Qixi away and said harshly: "I am a noble once, and I will be a noble forever! Do you understand?".
Ji Ling was stunned and just about to speak, he saw Hai Guiren suddenly changed his expression again.
She raised her index finger in front of her lips and whispered to Ji Ling: "Sister, you must be careful about that concubine. She has the face of a Bodhisattva, a heart of snakes and scorpions, and is full of evil!".
After saying that, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and started laughing.
She laughed softly at first, but then her voice gradually grew louder and she burst out laughing.
The little palace maid silently held the kite and stood aside, her eyebrows lowered.
Ji Ling took a few steps back and realized: Heidegger was crazy.
After March, the weather is getting warmer day by day, spring is returning to the earth, the grass is growing and orioles are flying, a faint fragrance floats in the air, and even the days are getting longer.
In the east courtyard of Jingyang Palace, the wintersweet beside the corridor has faded, and has been replaced by a field of colorful flowers. They are all flower seeds found by Xiao Dazi, including white crystal chrysanthemum, winter jasmine, peach blossom, forsythia, erythritia, and anthurium.
, Yuexiang... The colors range from light to dark. As soon as you enter the door, the small courtyard seems to be dyed into a sea of colorful flowers, stacked together regardless of layer.
Ji Ling initially praised Xiao Dazi for his hard work in finding so many flower seeds and carefully cultivating them. Later, he felt that there were too many types of flowers in the yard, and the color combinations were messy, which looked a bit tacky.
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So she removed the winter jasmine, anthurium, etc., leaving only white chrysanthemum, knotweed and peach blossom.
In addition, Xiao Fenzi brought some leaf gourds and wrapped them around the pillars of the Chaoshou Corridor. They were green and green, with refreshing colors, and Ji Ling liked them very much.
At the end of March, Yin's decree was issued, and Jin Ji was always honored.
Unlike the canonization ceremony for concubines, there will be no canonization ceremony when Chang is promoted to a nobleman.
In the Qing Dynasty, no canonization ceremony was held whether a nobleman was promoted to a concubine or a nobleman was promoted to a concubine, or a concubine was directly promoted to a concubine.
Even so, the rituals and etiquette for promotion to nobles are still complicated.
It was still dark before dawn, and Ji Ling had already been urged to get up by Qixi. After brushing her teeth sleepily, she sat in front of the dressing table, still looking like she hadn't woken up.
Ji Ling's clothes had been ironed with an iron a long time ago. Because they were afraid of wrinkles, they were laid flat on the table all night. In addition, Bixue also brought in four pieces of jujube cake, which Ji Ling ate first to cushion her stomach.
In the front room, the ceremonial nun who was the master of ceremonies had been waiting there for a long time. She was in her fifties, thin, with slightly weathered cheeks, and her hair was neatly combed and tied behind her head.
At this time, Nanny An happened to take a sip of red date tea, but before she could swallow it, she saw the door curtain lifted, and Qixi helped a young girl in auspicious clothes walk out. Nanny An didn't have time to look at her appearance, and she knew in her heart that this was
Ji Changzai, the most popular person in the palace recently, stood up quickly, kowtowed, and said with a smile: "I would like to pay my respects to your noble master and congratulate you!"