The Concubine of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 159 In the snowy night, the sound of crying

Qinrou didn't speak much after that. She had always been taciturn, because she knew that life didn't have to have so many words.

Qinrou looked at the wine glass in her hand intently, or occasionally turned the tea cup, and she was a country of her own, free and easy.

At the New Year's banquet, the sound of silk and bamboo was babbling, and the dance music was solemn and cheerful. The national power of a country was poured into this place. Qinrou watched with focused eyes, occasionally laughing at herself. If one day she could return to the world she longed for, she would I can probably tell everyone that I have watched the state banquet.

In a joking tone, maybe at that time, some people thought she was mentally ill or that there was something wrong with her brain.

Qinrou couldn't help but smile as she imagined that scene, as if the weather was no longer so cold. God is not good, it is the big day of New Year's Eve? Heavy snow fell one after another, and the Northland began to freeze three feet again, presenting a scene of thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifting.

The New Year's banquet was grand, but it dispersed quickly. After all, it was late at night and the palace gate was under the key. It could be an exception, but it couldn't be too exceptional.

The concubines of each palace also braved the wind and snow and returned to their dormitories. The last heavy snow before the New Year's Day came quickly and fiercely, as if they wanted to give this winter a final ending.

Qinrou held an umbrella on her head and was supported by Xiaoman as she walked along the palace road. The cold wind was blowing and it was difficult for Qinrou to lift up the umbrella.

It was even more difficult for Xiao Man. She had to hold an umbrella to protect the concubine from the wind and snow, and she also had to look after the concubine at all times to prevent the concubine from walking carelessly and falling down. She also had to take care of herself, lest she fall down and bring trouble to her master. The wind and snow were so heavy that the peach-shaped umbrella couldn't hold up, so I wanted to go on strike.

Qinrou ordered: "Put the umbrella away!" The wind and snow were rushing towards me, making it difficult to walk on the palace road, but the umbrella would not be of much use whether it was open or not.

Most of them seem to have side effects.

"The wind and snow are strong. It will always be better if the slave is protected by the concubine." Xiao Man said quickly, resisting the oncoming wind and snow.

"Not far ahead is Chengqian Palace." Xiaoman raised her head and took a look. She had walked this road back to Chengqian Palace thousands of times, and she couldn't be more familiar with it.

Qinrou didn't say anything. She just felt that she was about to arrive at Chengqian Palace, and she didn't know how long she had been walking.

The sound of whimpering filled the air. Qinrou frowned, and when she listened carefully, she heard another cry. In this New Year's banquet and on a snowy night, it is both abrupt and integrated.

Xiaoman raised her head, and she also heard the faint whining sound in the air accompanying the wind and snow. "What's the sound? It's like ghosts crying and wolves howling. I don't know how scary it is on this snowy night!"

Xiaoman frowned, and she shrank, but she still had the courage to block Qinrou's approach.

I heard from the old man in the palace that this palace has the most gloomy places. Not long after Xiaoman entered the palace, he heard from the old people in the palace that the homeless old servants, as well as the palace maids and eunuchs who died violently, had lingering resentments and could only stay where they were. Whenever the gloomy atmosphere became stronger at night, When the time comes, it will come out to cause trouble.

Qinrou had no intention of going to see it. Everyone has their own misfortunes. There is nothing to cry about. No matter how many tears she sheds, it is other people's business. What's more, at this New Year's Eve banquet, and on the palace road home at night, even if it's not a ghost, I'm afraid his intentions are not going anywhere. It is not certain which master arranged this game carefully.

However, Qinrou changed her mind and decided to take a look. Who is so interested in pretending to be a ghost?
"Let's go! Go and have a look." Qin Rou was aroused to have a rebellious mentality. She gathered her cloak and spoke calmly. Looking at his face, he looked so calm that he didn't want to catch ghosts, but wanted to visit a grave.

"Concubine, the night is gloomy. I have heard from the old ladies in the palace that there are countless dead people, and there are many women, and the gloom is even worse. At night, there will always be some weird noises." Xiaoman was serious. The society that used to oppress this grown-up woman also showed great respect for ghosts and gods.

The more ignorant one is, the more prevalent the theory of ghosts and gods becomes. Therefore, scientific progress is actually for the progress of mankind.

Therefore, Xiaoman is afraid of ghosts and gods in his heart, and he also believes in Buddhist karma and retribution. Therefore, when Xiaoman heard such a sound first at night, he immediately thought it was an evil spirit.

Qinrou stood up calmly, "What are you worried about? What are you afraid of? Ghosts?"

Qin Rou spoke straightforwardly, as if she had no inhibitions at all and spoke out without any hesitation. Then he sneered and told her: "Instead of worrying about this, why don't you worry about someone jumping out from nowhere and giving you and me a stick. Can an invisible thing like a ghost still kill you? Looking back now "It's dark and windy at night, and you can't see your eyes. It's the best time to kill someone and silence them."

Qinrou's voice was calm, but she just wanted to express one truth: ghosts are not scary, people are scary! Ghosts cannot harm people, only talents can kill people.

Qinrou's words were very evocative, "We won't have to go back tomorrow morning, or tomorrow morning, or tonight. Fushun and the others were more careful and found two bodies lying on the palace road without any residual warmth. The cold weather is an excellent excuse and reason to take the blame.”

Qinrou said it calmly, as if she was talking about two 'corpses', one of which was not herself.

There is also a mood of ridicule and intimidation.

When Qin Rou mentioned this, Xiao Man even turned pale. They were scared to death, worried about the 'ghost' hiding in the air; and worried about someone jumping out from nowhere and taking the lives of their master and servant.

Qinrou was still in the mood to say lightly: "This palace! I have never seen a ghost, but there are quite a lot of people."

The palace is a medium-sized place, and even the master and his servants are served by about two thousand people. Aren’t there just too many people?
No matter how you look at it, people are more dangerous.

"Concubine! Don't scare me." Xiaoman looked around, not daring to take another step forward, for fear that instead of a ghost, someone would jump out of the night and kill the concubine.

She is a slave, her life is worthless, she will die if she dies, and no one will work on her as a slave; the concubine is different, she blocks the way of too many people, and the palace concubine died suddenly. Less?

Even more servants in the palace died suddenly.

Qinrou looked at her looking around, and couldn't help but chuckled, rarely feeling relaxed and happy, "What are you guarding against? If you have the intention!" Qinrou raised her eyebrows, "Can your small body be able to guard against it?"

Since someone chooses to take action, they will be fully prepared. Among other things, being powerful is not something that ordinary slaves can do.

There may be mistakes elsewhere, but in terms of selection and strength, what about anyone with a brain, even a pig brain? There is nothing wrong with them, and they all know the principle of defeating ten guilds with one force.