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Volume 1: Fierce Battle in Changsha Chapter 144: How could it be her?

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    Outside the cave next to Yujing Pavilion on Duixiu Mountain in the Imperial Garden, Chengen was taking out the teapot and pouring himself a cup of tea. He didn't hear what Ronglu said. Before he could recover, Ronglu said something and people came to him.  He went in the direction of the music and said, "I'll come as soon as I go. You can watch for a while."

    Chengen was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "Don't rush in. Mr. Su has said that we are not allowed to wander around. It would be serious if we were caught by other guards without a warrant" Before he could finish his words, Rong Lu  There was no one around for a long time. Cheng En was so anxious that he stamped his feet and cursed in his mouth: "Damn you brat, you are my disaster star. Amitabha and Bodhisattva bless me. Don't make any mistakes."

    Ronglu followed the sound of the piano and turned around Duixiu Mountain, passed through a winding tunnel of rockery and strange rocks, and walked around to the Yujing Pavilion. From a distance, he saw two women in palace clothes in the pavilion, and the smell of sandalwood smoke was lingering.  Among them, a woman in palace attire is stroking the pipa, and another woman in palace attire stands behind her to serve.  It turned out that this was not the sound of the piano but the sound of the pipa. Ronglu was a tone-deaf person and could never distinguish the sounds of musical instruments. However, the sound of the pipa was ethereal and soft, and the melody was so familiar that he could still tell that this was indeed the tune he played in his previous life.  The song "Cape No. 7".

    At this moment, the sky has darkened. Even from a distance, Ronglu couldn't see clearly. His mind was filled with questions. Who is this woman?  Why this song?  Is it a coincidence, or is she also a time traveler?

    Ever since he took over the body of Ronglu, he has been muddle-headed. He originally wanted to create a career, but after calling himself a slave in front of Yu Prelude, his pride as a Han man in his previous life could not be restrained, and he began to feel that he was doing it for his own selfish desires.  It was not appropriate to help the Manchus kill Han people, so after entering the palace, he always seemed to be muddle along.

    Fortunately, Ronglu's family was well off, he had no worries about food and clothing, and working as an errand in the palace was not a hardship. Ronglu enjoyed the aristocratic life of a second-generation official, but he lacked someone around him who he could talk to.

    He has never figured out why he was taking pictures at Banduo Rock that day, and after waking up, he traveled through time and possessed someone else's body, but he couldn't tell this secret to others for fear of being treated as crazy, so  He kept it in his heart.  How could he not be extremely excited when he suddenly heard the familiar melody from his previous life?

    His heart was pounding, and Rong Lu's legs felt a little shaky. After taking a few steps, he wanted to see clearly, but two imperial guards suddenly passed by in front of him. Rong Lu had to huddle behind a rockery and peek from a distance.  The appearance of the woman in palace clothes in the pavilion became clearer and clearer as the lantern lit by the woman behind her became clearer. When he saw the appearance of the woman playing the pipa clearly, Ronglu couldn't help being shocked and thought to himself: "How could it be her?"  ?!¡±

    This woman¡¯s appearance is familiar to Ronglu¡¯s mind. She is Yehenala Xingzhen. Her father is Yehenala Huizheng, a fourth-grade Taoist priest. She lives in Pichai Hutong.  In fact, most Manchus have some kind of kinship in a roundabout way. The Ronglu and Xingzhen families are both bannermen in the capital, and they often interact with each other. Xingzhen and Ronglu have known each other since they were children.

    Ronglu knew that this Xingzhen was the later Empress Dowager Cixi, but he had not seen her since she entered the palace the year before last. He did not expect to meet her here now. How could she play this piece of music?

    In Ronglu¡¯s impression, Xingzhen was very beautiful, but she was a competitive woman. Because she was two years older than Ronglu, Ronglu always called Xingzhen her sister.  After recalling it for a long time, he could not see that Xingzhen from the past was someone who had traveled through time. Ronglu began to feel a little discouraged. Maybe this song just had the same melody occasionally.

    At this time, the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped. Rong Lu came back to his senses and looked around. After saying a few words in the pavilion, the woman behind Xingzhen was her maid, so he packed up his belongings and stood up to leave with Xingzhen.  .  Ronglu was a little panicked. Although he was not sure whether she was a time traveler, the tune was so familiar. Even if she wasn't herself, someone must have taught her it. Should she go forward and ask her?  However, the rules of the palace guards are strict and they are not allowed to peek at the women in the palace, let alone talk to them. Unless there is an order from the emperor, otherwise, being caught will be beheaded.

    After hesitating again and again, Ronglu mustered up the courage to take a risk. Maybe he and Xingzhen had known each other before, and she would miss some of their old feelings?

    As soon as his legs and feet took a step, his back suddenly hurt. When he looked back, it was Chengen who was throwing stones at him not far away.  Ronglu said angrily: "What are you doing?" When he turned around to look, Xingzhen and the palace maid had already disappeared into the darkness, and only the red dot of the lantern remained dimly visible.

    Cheng'en touched it and said, "Go back quickly. The people in the cave are coming out to eat. What are you looking at? It's pitch black and there's nothing there. Let's go." Rong Lu saw that Xingzhen had gone away.  , had no choice but to follow Cheng En back, but as he walked, he was thinking about whether he could see Xingzhen again, and he must ask clearly next time he saw her.

    For the next three days, whenever Ronglu was on duty, he would go to the Yujing Pavilion for an excuse to have a look, but he never saw Xingzhen come here to play. Every time he came back disappointed, Ronglu felt a little sad.?Chengen asked whether he had been seduced by the female ghost in the palace.

    These days Ronglu began to inquire about Xingzhen¡¯s situation. The palace is a very strange place. It is the place where secrets can best be kept, but it is also the place with the least secrets. As long as you have a head and a pair of feet, you can find out some information.  , but some news cannot be heard until death.  Ronglu found out from several messenger eunuchs and other guards that Xingzhen's situation was not good. Although she was named Lan Guiren after entering the palace, she could not accompany her for a long time.  When the Long-haired Thieves captured Changsha and Xianfeng was in an extremely bad mood, the young master Lan Guiren didn't seem to know how to make his master happy. After he hated the Holy Heart, he seemed to be thrown into the cold palace and no one cared about him.  .

    At this time, Xianfeng fell in love with Li Guiren, who had just entered the palace. It was said that she was so favored that the other concubines could not compare with her.  After Lan Guiren completely fell out of favor, everyone in the palace was ridiculed and treated with sarcastic remarks. Even the monthly supply was often in short supply. The servants of Lan Guiren's Chuxiu Palace were bullied everywhere and their life was very difficult.

    Ronglu was a little surprised. Logically speaking, Cixi was a very capable person. Even if she was not favored at first, she would not have fallen to such a low point. Moreover, the long-haired thief actually captured Changsha. This was very different from the original history.  Ronglu guessed that someone must have fanned the wings of the butterfly effect.

    With more and more doubts in his heart, Ronglu wanted to see Xingzhen even more. Every time he went to the palace to enter the palace, he was the fastest runner.

    Finally on the fourth day, Ronglu and others came on duty again after dusk, and the sound of pipa sounded again in Yujing Pavilion, but this time it was not the familiar melody of later generations, but the babbling Peking Opera.  Singing.

    Ronglu couldn¡¯t understand what was being sung, and became even more disappointed.  Cheng'en listened to the tune and cheered: "The singing tunes of Kunban in this palace are really good. The tune of "Peach Blossom Fan" is sung with a mellow accent, which is really nice."

    It turns out that this is not Peking Opera as Ronglu thought, but Kun Opera, a traditional drama passed down from Kunshan, Suzhou. Kun Opera is one of the oldest opera types in China and a treasure in Chinese traditional culture and art.  People in the Ming Dynasty called Nan Opera a legend. After the Ming Dynasty, the form of Zaju gradually declined, and Legend music dominated the theater scene. It also included Zaju music and was renamed Kun Opera.  Known for its elegant tunes, melodious accents, and delicate performances, it is known as the "ancestor of all operas." This northern-style Kunqu opera is the originator of later Peking Opera.

    Ronglu didn't have time to listen to Cheng'en's comments on Kunqu Opera, so he still found an excuse to sneak away and followed the sound of singing.

    It was getting late at this time, and Ronglu walked closer through the darkness. As expected, Xingzhen and the maid were still in the pavilion. The maid looked to be twenty-seven or eight years old, and her appearance was very pleasant. Xingzhen  Zhen was playing the pipa and singing a cappella, while the palace maid looked towards the southeast path, and neither of them noticed anyone approaching.

    Ronglu came closer, but for a moment he didn't know how to ask. While hesitating, Xingzhen suddenly stopped and sighed softly: "Aunt Kang, it seems that the information given by Xiao Anzi is inaccurate again.  , The Emperor will not pass by here today."

    Ronglu was slightly stunned when he heard this, stopped and hid behind a big tree. After listening to what the two women said next, Aunt Kang sighed and said: "It's no wonder, Xiao Anzi is not a great eunuch, he can only be regarded as Peng Youyi  A close confidant under his command can't get much information, and the emperor often has impromptu ideas and may have gone elsewhere."

    Xingzhen's pretty eyes turned cold and she said coldly: "I had no intention of coming out to fight for this. I just hate that these people in the palace are pushing people too hard. If they hadn't forced me, Xiaoquanzi wouldn't have hanged himself in the cell of the minister's room.  And my aunt, who could have left the palace and returned home, was prevented from leaving the palace by these people, and even my mother who was seriously ill at home was not able to see her for the last time."

    Aunt Kang said with a sad face: "Little Master, this palace is a place where people eat people. You can only get ahead by stepping on others. You can't have a pure land by being indifferent to the world. There is no paradise in this palace. Originally, the slave  It¡¯s okay for us to be humiliated a little, and it doesn¡¯t have to be like this for my little master to live a peaceful life.¡±

    Xingzhen raised her hand to interrupt her and said softly: "Aunt Kang, if it weren't for you and Xiaoquanzi in this palace, I would have died of illness a long time ago. If it weren't for your guidance, maybe I would still be waiting for death in a daze.  Man, now I understand that I am not living for myself, there are people around me who care about you and take care of you who need to be nurtured by you. Now I am a Langui person, no longer the little girl who has never seen the world.  I know what kind of road I have to go, no matter what the price, I don't want to be bullied anymore, nor do I want the people around me to be bullied again, so to regain the emperor's favor, I must fight for it, no matter what means I use!  "

    After hearing this, Ronglu felt a chill in his heart. She was indeed the same vicious Cixi in history. Perhaps he just thought that she had traveled through time like him. The music he heard that day might just be a coincidence.That¡¯s all.

    Just when Ronglu was feeling disheartened, Xingzhen suddenly smiled sweetly and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Since the emperor doesn't come here, I won't play the Kunqu he likes. Auntie, you like to listen to what I play."  Cape No. 7, then I¡¯ll play it to you again.¡±

    After hearing these words, Rong Lu was like a thunderbolt. He stood there with his mouth wide open for a long time and couldn't make a sound. Not only could he play this song, but he could also accurately say the name of the song. Who else could he be if he hadn't traveled through time?
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