Chen Muqing smelled the fragrance of the scent of the harp hairpin and opened his eyes in a daze.

The small lambasket palace lantern on the black lacquered tent outside the goose yellow gauze gauze tent emits a dim light, reflecting the bright red tent as bright as the sunset glow.

Chen Muqing was greedy for the soft and warmth in the bedding, turned over and closed his eyes again.

Someone was calling her softly: "Girl, it's time to get up!"

Chen Muqing just ignored it and covered his head with a quilt.

The person who called her was not forced, and stood quietly beside the bed.

Chen Muqing lay down for a while, but finally felt guilty. He lifted the quilt and sat up, and said coquettishly: "Lumei, why are you on time like a self-ringing bell?"

The shark gauze tent has been hooked up with silver hooks, and a girl wearing blue-green cotton-padded armor was standing in front of the bed. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a white face and thin curved eyebrows. Although she was not very beautiful, her expression was very gentle, which made people feel very comfortable to see. She was Luo Mei, the eldest maid in Chen Muqing's room.

Hearing Chen Muqing's complaint, she smiled with her lips and turned around to flirt with the Dahongluo tent.

The bright light immediately poured in like mercury, illuminating the spacious black painted eight-step bed.

Two little maids who had not left their heads held a pair of white silk clothes, white silk skirts, and narrow-sleeved zippers with white magnolias on the silver-red base.

Luo Mei smiled and said, "Girl, I will serve you to dress."

"No, no." Chen Muqing shook his head quickly, "I'll do it myself."

Luo Mei served her for seven years and knew her living habits well. Hearing that she said this, she took two little maids with a smile and bowed her knees and stepped back.

The big red tent hangs down again, and the dark light returned to the eight-step bed.

Chen Muqing sighed and stood up, changing his clothes rustlingly.

A picture-like little girl is reflected in the mercury dressing mirror of the purple rafters with high corners of the bed.

Chen Muqing looked at the little girl in the dressing mirror, hesitated and stretched out her finger, and gently tapped her.

The villain in the mirror also stretched out his finger and pointed Chen Muqing for a moment.

Chen Muqing laughed.

Who would believe it if you say it?

Seven years ago, she was just an urban girl who lamented the cruelty of the workplace while constantly climbing up under the powerful interests. A car accident turned her into the Minister of Revenue of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Grand Secretary of the Jinshen Palace, Chen Zhen, was only five years old. She was wearing a three-bunny bun, wearing a brocade jacket and a thread-carved skirt in the inner courtyard of the deep house...

Thinking of this, Chen Muqing couldn't help but sigh.

She thought that she would always remember the driver's drunken face. Who knew that in just seven years, she not only couldn't remember the face of the perpetrator, but her parents' appearance gradually blurred in the long river of time, leaving only a warm feeling.

"People are probably the most adaptable creature in the world!" Chen Muqing murmured to himself, looking at the person in the glass with a sweet smile, and then shouted Luo Mei loudly.

Da Hongluo's tent was immediately lifted up, and red-sized octagonal glass palace lanterns hung on the blue-green curly grass-patterned roof illuminated her world.

Chen Muqing smiled and entered the clean room behind the bed.

A second-class maid named Yingfen in her room was rolling her sleeves and using her elbows to test the water temperature for her. Seeing Chen Muqing come in, Yingfen smiled and shouted "Girl" and said, "The water temperature is right!"

Chen Muqing nodded at her with a smile.

Yingfen took two little maids who were fetching water and bowed and retreated, leaving the space for Chen Muqing.

The clean room is arranged according to Chen Muqing's wishes.

I used a few floor-to-ceiling screens to mark the house into several parts, some places with toilets, some places with washbasins, and some places with bathtubs.

Chen Muqing used a toothbrush made of a pig's bristle to paint his teeth, then washed his face with soap with osmanthus fragrance, came out and sat in front of the black lacquer mirror beside the bed, found a palm-sized cloisonné enamel peach box from the jars and jars full of Langlin, opened it, and used his fingertips to pick a soybean-sized apricot-colored paste to spread it evenly on his hands, and applied it to his face.

A faint scent of jasmine flowers immediately drifted in the room.

This is a "citrus ointment" made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs using purple stem leaves tributed by Lingnan and used by the concubines. The little eunuch stole it out and took it to the gouache shop and sold it quietly. A box of silver costs two taels of silver. If it flows to the market, it will only cost five taels of silver, at most one month. The current rice price of the Great Zhou Dynasty is only nine cents of silver per stone... Speaking of which, her life is a bit luxurious.

Chen Muqing smiled and saw Luo Mei shouting Mingxia in from the mirror.

Mingxia is a maid who specializes in combing Chen Muqing's hair. She is short and fat, and she speaks a little dull, but her hands are very clever. She fiddled with her good hair. Then she pulled it into Chen Muqing's house and took the monthly routine of a third-class maid.

She walked in with two little maids who had not left her head, and after smilingly asked Chen Muqing for help, she took the big white silk scarf held by the little maid and wrapped it on Shen Muqing's shoulders. Then she opened the makeup box on the combing table, picked up a boxwood carved comb, and began to comb Chen Muqing's hair.

Before tying her hair, Mingxia wanted to use a boxwood comb to comb Chen Muqing's hair a thousand times, and then massage her scalp for a quarter of an hour - this was repeatedly explained by her current mother, Li, and it is said that this can make her hair black and bright...

Chen Muqing couldn't help but look at the snow-white melon-shaped face in the mirror and became stunned.

Her father is now named Chen Zhen, whose courtesy name is Shiming, from Taicang, Jiangsu, and has two Jinshis in Yongde for ten years. His mother, Li, from Xiangshan, Zhejiang. Their father was in the same year and worked as an official in Guangxi together and made a proud family. Chen Zhen left early, thanks to the help of his family, Chen Zhen studied and started studying and studying. The couple had a good relationship. However, Chen Zhen’s career was not good when he was young, and his three ups and downs. Li followed him around, but his four sons and three daughters did not stop until the fifteenth year of Qing'an, Chen Zhen served as Shandong. When she was in the prefectural position, she had a youngest daughter. Because she was born on the ninth day of the year and was weak and sick, she named her name in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva and named her nickname "Jie Jie". At the age of five, Ji Jie slid on the snow, fell on the back of her head, and slept for seven days and seven nights before she woke up... As for the scientific name "Mu Qing", when she was eight years old, Chen Zhen specially invited Liu Yu, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, to help him get it. It comes from the poem "Ji Fu recites, Mu is as bright as the breeze" from the Book of Songs.

"Girl, girl!" Mingxia took the target lens and looked left and right behind Shen Muqing, and chose an angle to reflect the hair style behind her head into the mirror on the mirror stage so that she could see clearly: "Is it okay for you to see?"

I've finished combing my hair!

Chen Muqing came to his senses and took a closer look.

Combine neatly and tie tightly.

She nodded and smiled, "It's pretty good!"

Zhuji, another maid in Chen Muqing's house, took a box that was tracing gold and shining, and picked jewelry for Chen Muqing.

The exquisitely styled beads are neatly packed with boxes, either embedded with rare gold and steel stone, or embedded with precious rubies, lapis lazuli, cat's eye stone, crow green, as well as beeswax crystal pearls, tridacna coral tortoiseshell, etc., and there are countless. These jades flash with dazzling light under the light, making people shine.

Chen Muqing still has a dozen boxes like this, and they are placed in different categories, such as hairpins, shaking earrings, rings, Hua Cui, etc. They are all given by Li Shi Jin and Ming. In fact, she is still young and can only comb three-bun. These things are rarely used, but Li Shi Jin loves daughters.

Chen Muqing smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's not that I'm going out to be a guest. At home, there's no need to be such a trouble."

In fact, the most important thing is that these jewelry are very expensive. If worn, the maids around her must pay attention to it at all times to avoid losing it wherever they are lost, which makes everyone very nervous.

Although I had known Chen Muqing's answer, when I heard this sentence, Zhu Ji smiled and her beautiful face became a little immature, not like her usual - she was too dignified and steady, not like a girl who was only sixteen years old.

"Girl, the east wind blew all night last night, and the north wind blew this morning. I took out your big red four-meet Ruyi silk cloak, you can see it!"

Chen Muqing had to go to save his mother Li's family every morning and evening, and Shengjing in September had a faint shadow of winter. If the weather was not abnormal, snow would fall in mid-October.

"Okay!" Chen Muqing nodded with a smile, "You care about my clothes and jewelry, so you naturally have the final say."

Zhu Ji smiled and said, "If I really listen to me, the girl can wear two small chicks on her head..."

Chen Muqing hurriedly interrupted her: "No, don't, don't, don't think I'm wearing flowers, it's so vulgar..."

For modern people, who can thorn flowers in their heads - this is a question of aesthetic concepts.

"Girl..." Zhu Ji shouted helplessly, "Now the nobles in the inner courtyard are also wearing flowers. Zhifang also uses greenhouses to plant magnolia, crabapple peonies and send them into the palace to burp the flower crown..."

"If you like it, don't mess with me!"

Everyone laughed.

Although the rules of the Chen Mansion are strict, Chen Muqing is usually easy-going and has no older mother in the house to take care of him. Several maids will also say a few harmless jokes to Shen Muqing when they watch.

Zhu Ji had no choice but to shake his head and go out to bring the cloak to Chen Muqing.

Luo Mei smiled and called Jin Xiu, another maid in Chen Muqing's house. Chen Muqing was served by them on weekdays.

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