Look at the hammer!

Go over and look at Xue Pinggui, who is down and out, comfort him a few words, and listen to his complaints? Or watch him act. I'm sorry, I won't cooperate anymore, I have to act on my own. I want to go back to Jiangnan and live a comfortable life.

Xining held Xue Tianrui, who was two and a half years old, and sat in the car. He said with a smile: "No need, let's wait until your father calms down."

The new emperor hesitated for a while and then said: "My son has made a decree to make the king's younger brother Tian Rui the king, and he will live in the city for thousands of households. If the queen mother stays here, I will definitely miss you if I can't see you."

The longer he stayed, the more he became an enemy. In the end, he was worried about when she and her son would die, right?

At this time, the new emperor could call himself "I, the widow, the orphan", but he could also call himself "son", which shows that he still has her as his aunt in his heart.

Xining smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I'd better go back to my parents' home to see you and we'll talk about it then. Please take care of yourself, Your Majesty!"

The new emperor smiled and nodded: "Please take care of yourself, mother."

When the curtains of the carriage were lowered, the new emperor watched the carriage slowly advance towards the direction of Tang Dynasty. He couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart. Apart from his dead biological mother, this aunt was the best to him. After this trip, nine out of ten times, she would never see him again.

I won't come back, I feel really sad.

The new emperor went to Shoukang Palace. Xue Pinggui was drinking wine and eating meat, while a beautiful woman in front of the table was dancing with her sleeves fluttering and her waist bent. This beauty was the best at this dance, and it was because of this dance that she was selected into the palace.

Xue Pinggui held a small wine glass, his face smelled of alcohol, and he looked at it with squinted eyes and a smile.

After all, it was Xue Pinggui who had experienced great storms and had endured for more than ten years before he got rid of Dai Zan and finally became the real master of Xiliang. Under such circumstances, he still drank and had fun.

But the new emperor will not be deceived, otherwise how could the throne fall into his hands? Thinking about it, it is really a pity for Xue Pinggui. In less than two years, it has returned to the hands of Dai Zan's son.

The new emperor saluted respectfully: "Father!"

The dancing beauty stopped immediately, turned around and quickly lowered her head: "Your Majesty..."

The situation and identity at this time are really a bit embarrassing. As an elder, the younger generation should be the one to salute her, but now her life is in other people's hands. She wants to kneel down and beg for mercy, but she still expects them to salute to her?

"Hey, hey!" Xue Pinggui seemed dissatisfied: "Jump, hurry up and keep dancing."

The new emperor rolled his eyes inwardly, pretending, pretending very well! His face was still calm and gentle: "Father, the queen got in the car and returned to Tang Dynasty."

“Ah?”

There is really nothing to do. I direct the palace people to farm and pick fruits all day long. I weave cloth and read books. I don’t even do a thing that is important to the palace empress!

But for the new emperor, the Queen Mother had done a lot for him. These kindnesses were enough for him to take the risk that the Queen Mother would bring Xue Pinggui's legitimate son to seize the throne in the future, and let him go.

He smiled and said, "Father, please do as you like. I, my son, will go back to deal with state affairs first."

Xue Pinggui pretended to be drunk and didn't hear anything. He held the wine glass and took a sip, his body swaying a little: "Dance, play music, don't stop!"

The beauty looked at the new emperor awkwardly. After the new emperor nodded, she bravely continued to dance.

The new emperor walked out of Shoukang Palace amidst the sound of music.

He looked back and sneered. When he arrived at the imperial mausoleum, he was still dancing, drinking wine, and serving beauties. The only difference was that Xue Pinggui would never come back, and he would be buried there when he died.

Xue Pinggui drank the wine in the glass, gritted his teeth, smashed the wine glass in his hand, grabbed the wine bottle, and drank it mouth to mouth.

Xining was sitting in the carriage, leaning on a soft pillow. The wet nurse was also leaning on it, while the little prince was lying down sleeping soundly, covered with a thin quilt.

Mo Ming: "Mission accomplished, come back!"

Xining originally had his eyes closed, but when he opened them, he had returned to a deserted planet.

Shangqing was gone at this time, leaving behind a big fluffy glutinous rice dumpling.

Just as Xining was about to catch it and squeeze it, the "Tuanzi" flew away, and said angrily: "Look!"

On the third day after Wang Baochuan left, Xue Pinggui was "escorted" by at least a thousand of the emperor's personal guards to the imperial mausoleum. He was accompanied by eleven concubines, more than fifty palace ladies, and more than thirty chamberlains.

On the road, the horse in the carriage that Xue Pinggui was riding in was frightened. Later, the carriage overturned. Fortunately, Xue Pinggui jumped out of the carriage in time, but one of his legs was injured.

After arriving at the imperial mausoleum to set the bones, it took half a year of treatment before I could walk. But my feet were lame!

As an emperor, you will not choose people with disabilities in the first place to prevent mental disorders. When you see that you are blind in one eye, let the ministers mutilate themselves; if a finger is broken, let all the civil and military officials cut off their fingers. The king and his ministers

I have no choice but to die, not to mention being blind and having one finger cut off.

Now that the crown prince has ascended the throne, the second concubine is pregnant and is about to give birth. The new emperor is young and will have children in the future. Even if a new emperor is needed in the future, the Supreme Emperor will not be allowed to return to the Golden Palace.

It's just that one leg is lame, and it looks a bit ugly when walking. I don't want to walk, so I have to be carried. It doesn't affect eating, sleeping, or playing with women at all.

Those accompanying concubines have all drank the musk water and will be infertile for life. They have already given birth to enough children, and if they want to be crowned kings and princesses again, they should simply not have any more. Anyway, the matter of having children in the future is all new.

The king's affairs.

Wang Baochuan returned to Jiangnan and stayed away for two years. When she returned, her eldest sister gave her the money she earned from helping her take care of her family property, which amounted to more than ten thousand taels of silver.

She gave the eldest sister three thousand taels as a thank you and asked her to continue taking care of it, while giving 30% of the annual profits as management fees. The eldest sister accepted it with a smile!

It happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. I was lying under the osmanthus tree, drinking osmanthus wine, eating osmanthus cakes and taro duck soup. It was such a comfortable life.

"Mother!" Xue Tianrui, who could already run, ran over, with the nanny and a group of slaves chasing after her anxiously.

Wang Baochuan smiled and picked up his son: "How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to call me queen anymore? From now on, how about we, mother and son, live here?"

"Okay!" Xue Tianrui nodded, saw what was on the table next to him, and shouted, "I want to eat osmanthus cake."

"Okay." Wang Baochuan responded.

This is life, this is life, so happy!

No amount of singing and dancing can make up for the lack of heart... Fortunately, the emperor didn't treat this father badly. He gave me wine and meat every day, and the food and drink expenses were the same as in the palace. The only thing he didn't have was the real power of the emperor.

Xue Pinggui drank sips of wine, and the four beauties next to him kept urging him to drink. Anyway, if you get here, you can't get out, so let's just have a drink today and get drunk today.

After living here for a long time, you will feel that it is quite good here. There are no new beauties joining you. Everything is available. Even if you run around naked, no one will see it. It is much better than lying inside!

The messenger came, bringing a letter from the Queen Mother from far away in the south of the Yangtze River.
Chapter completed!