The next day, Gu Panfu's waist was sore and her legs were weak, she sent the emperor away coquettishly. Hanlu looked at Shichen and brought someone in to wait for Gu Panfu to get up. The master's face was plain, and Hanlu could not tell anything.
It wasn't until Gu Panfu finished her breakfast and took the fragrant tea to get rid of the greasy taste that she asked, "What happened to my precious concubine last night?"
"The Pearl next to Precious Concubine came several times, but was blocked by Eunuch Mingzhong." This Pearl is new here, and Precious Concubine even gave her this name, so she was not afraid of bad luck.
Gu Panfu raised her eyebrows and sneered, "She is really perseverant."
"Master, Mr. Yu sent his personal maid back to the palace yesterday." Hanlu only got the news this morning, and Mr. Yu had no intention of hiding it.
Gu Panfu said "hmm" indifferently, and then said: "Let them make trouble, tell Lu Qi that this is a palace, there are many people, don't stretch your hands so far, what should you know and what should you not know, he
There should be a number."
"Yes, Master."
"Let's go to the garden. I remember there is a waterfall in the back mountain. I haven't seen it yet."
As for Xue Yunu, who was missed by Mr. Yu, her life in the palace was quite comfortable. When she was demoted some time ago, everyone in the palace was ridiculing her, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs refused to even give her regular money.
Xue Yunv was angry, but she had no choice. At that time, she wanted to eat fish so much that she spent a lot of money to ask for the imperial kitchen but could not get it several times. She was so angry that she fainted. This was frightening.
She left her personal maid and hurriedly went to ask for the imperial doctor. Everyone in the hospital was busy with their own affairs and refused to go. Finally, a kind-hearted junior medical officer followed Shi Qin back to Qiushui Pavilion. This pulse diagnosis,
Xue Yunv is already three months pregnant.
"Master, anti-fetal medicine." Shi Qi came in carefully carrying a bowl of medicine. After Shi Hua died, she was the new palace maid assigned by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Xue Zhichun drank it in one gulp without looking at it, "Where is Shi Qin?"
"The imperial kitchen has prepared a new tonic soup for the master. Sister Shiqin went to get it."
"Huh, they know each other." Xue Zhichun touched her belly and couldn't help but feel lucky for herself. She really didn't expect that she was pregnant. If Yu Liangren had been found to have had a miscarriage a few months later, would it have been her?
No need to even demote.
"Master, the imperial doctor has told you to walk around a lot throughout the day. Please help me go to the imperial garden for a walk." Shi Qi knew that his senior was a painter, and he also knew that he was not as trusted by his master as Shi Qin. That's why he was promoted to a large commission.
The palace maid did not dare to slack off at all and was cautious.
After hearing this, Xue Zhichun glared at Shi Qi. She had failed to poison Gu Panfu, and the disagreement between the two was obvious. After that, she rarely went to the Imperial Garden, let alone took a stroll.
Shi Qi was stared at and shrank his neck. He was so confused that he didn't know what to say. Shi Qin, who had just come back with some soup, frowned and stepped forward to push Shi Qi away. "Master, I remember that this servant is standing on the other side of Wan Chunting."
The waterside pavilion must be cool and pleasant now and full of spring scenery."
Xue Zhichun's face did indeed look better. He took a sip of the tonic soup and threw the spoon back into the bowl with a clang. It seemed that he still didn't want to go out.
Shi Qin gently fanned Xue Zhichun with a round fan, "Master, the little prince also wanted to go out and have a look." In order to follow Xue Zhichun's wishes, the people at Qiushui Pavilion called this three-month-old embryo the little prince.
"Then let's go for a walk." Hearing the maid say the word "little prince", Xue Zhichun smiled proudly. It didn't matter if she was demoted. With this prince, she would get up sooner or later.
The emperor and the queen went to the palace. The palace seemed to be less popular, and everything was quiet. Xue Yunv and others thought that Wan Chunting would be like this, and they didn't want to hear the noisy sounds inside from a distance.
"Hit me. Your Majesty and the Queen have gone out. They are checking whether there is anyone in the palace. You don't know the rules, you really think of yourself as your master." Yuan Xiurong's powerful voice came out, mixed with the slaves crying and begging for mercy.
the sound of.
Shi Qin's face was ugly. She was the one who suggested that the master come here. Now that there is such a noise in the house, the master will definitely be unhappy.
The decree of promotion in the palace has not been sent back yet, and Lady Xue still doesn't know that Yuan Xiurong has been promoted. "Shi Qin, this is what you call Yiren. Everyone in the palace knows that Yuan Chongrong is not to be messed with, so it would be better for you to
I led her closer to her."
"Slave, I didn't know that Empress Yuan Chongrong would be here. Please forgive me, Master." Shi Qin broke out in a cold sweat. She was really wronged. When she sent the maid to see her in advance, there was no one in Wanchun Pavilion.
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Xue Yunv's eyes darkened, "Go back and receive the punishment." Xue Zhichun didn't like many people in the palace, and Yuan Xiurong naturally looked down on her. But Yuan Xiurong was the direct descendant of Duke Dingguo.
Daughter, the niece of the Empress Dowager, second only to the Queen in birth. Moreover, the Emperor does not seem to favor Yuan Xiurong, but he visits her regularly two or three times a month. On weekdays, Yuan Xiurong bites everywhere, and the Emperor does not even do so once.
I didn't care about it. For example, when Yan was selected as an attendant, the news spread throughout the palace, but the emperor and queen seemed not to know.
In the Wanchun Pavilion, Yuan Xiurong was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, with one palace maid on the left and right fanning her. One of the eldest palace maids beat her legs, and the other peeled an orange. It was such a pleasant scene, but in front of her was the beaten palace maid and eunuch who had been beaten to a bloody pulp.
, these people couldn't even say anything to beg for mercy and passed out directly.
The palace servants who were originally serving in the Wanchun Pavilion were all trembling and kneeling aside. No matter how they discussed their masters in private, even the lowest-ranking Cai Nu could decide their life or death at will.
Shazhi broke open the peeled orange and slowly fed it to Yuan Xiurong, "Master, if you continue beating it, someone may die. It's not good after all."
Yuan Xiurong opened his eyelids and glanced at Shazhi, with a mocking smile on his red lips: "What are you afraid of?"
Shazhi wanted to say something more, but when she saw Shazhi beating her legs, she shook her head slightly and closed her mouth again.
Duke Dingguo's faction was still immersed in the dream that Xie Xiao had weaved for him. They were still laughing at Xie Xiao like a child and went to the palace in anger. As everyone knew, the day Xie Xiao left the palace, he secretly sent the imperial army to the capital.
Suburban camp.
After all these days, it’s time to come back.
Xie Xiaocai dealt with the urgent memorial sent from Beijing, and Ming Zhong came in: "Your Majesty, Lord Xie, the commander of the Forbidden Army, is here."
"Xuan."
Xie Jian came in and before he could salute, Xie Xiao waved his hand: "How are things going?"
"It went smoothly. Two people were injured on the way back." Xie Jian presented a wooden box, which contained the account books of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing.
"What's going on?" Xie Xiao took the account book handed over by Ming Zhong, flipped through a few pages, and then frowned.
"They said they encountered a wave of bandits. My subordinates said they seemed to be raised nearby, and they don't look like just ordinary bandits." Xie Jian reacted, "Your Majesty, have you already alerted the snake? I..."
There are bandits near the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. It would be a joke to tell anyone. If it were not specially arranged there, any bandit would die. If Xie Xiao ignored Xie's recommendation, the account books were densely written neatly. But
The books on it were all messed up. A pound of rice cost five taels of silver, and a pair of armor cost nearly a hundred taels of silver. Xie Xiao laughed angrily, threw the account book out of his hand, and said to Xie Jian in a cold voice: "You
Now take people with you immediately to wipe out those bandits, no matter whether they live or die."
Then he said to Ming Zhong expressionlessly: "Go and tell the commander of the Imperial City Division to come over and see me."
Ming Zhong didn't even dare to raise his head and walked out of Guanhai Palace to pass the news. He didn't go far when he heard the sound of things breaking in the palace behind him. He tightened his grip and quickened his pace.
In fact, there should be only one army of the Imperial City Division in Beijing in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the camp on the outskirts of Beijing should also be under the jurisdiction of the Imperial City Division. As for the imperial army, it has always been the private property of the emperor in all dynasties, usually about 500 people, and is supported by the emperor's private treasury.
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Since Ding Guogong's faction took over the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, the number of people in the camp in the suburbs of Beijing has increased to tens of thousands, completely dividing the imperial city army and the camp in the suburbs of Beijing. They have to earn millions of military pay a year and do dirty work.
All the money was given to the Imperial City Secretary, and all the money went into the pockets of Duke Dingguo. Xie Xiao had already wanted to take care of this matter.
Lord Shen, the commander of the Imperial City Department, entered the Guanhai Palace. The emperor stood with his back to him. He carefully avoided the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and said, "I see the emperor."
"I love you." Xie Xiao turned around, looked at the thirty-year-old Shen Shen in front of him, and slowly turned the jade ring on his thumb with his fingers. The Shen family... The Shen family has always been the home of military commanders, He Shen.
His father retired from the position of commander of the Imperial City Division, and he has been loyal to Xie for many years.
Zhan Sheng didn't show any signs of panic when the emperor looked at him like this, he just stood there steadily.
"Shen Aiqing, I will lend you the tiger talisman and order you to take over the camp on the outskirts of Beijing now. I hope you will not disappoint me." Xie Xiao handed the tiger talisman to Mingzhong, and Mingzhong handed it to Chen Zhong.
Shen Shen was stunned at first, and looked at the emperor in surprise. Xie Xiao raised his chin towards him, then Shen Shen took the tiger talisman with slightly trembling hands, knelt down and said, "My lord, I will definitely live up to the emperor's trust."
After he went out, Mingzhong asked someone to come in and clean the palace. He brought the tea up again, and just as he put down the tea cup, he heard the emperor's cold voice: "Mingzhong, the Minister of Hubu, the Minister of Hubu, Duke Dingguo and
The crown prince of Dingguo."
In the palace of Duke Dingguo in the middle of the capital, Prince Dingguo held a piece of paper in his hand and hurriedly walked through the corridors and went straight to the main hall.
"Father, father, there is news from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. The emperor sent someone to take away the account book. Our people did not stop it."
Duke Dingguo was teasing the bird. When he heard this, his hand shook and the bird in the cage screamed sharply.
"Has the accountant been dealt with?" Duke Dingguo said with a sullen face. There was no panic in his heart, but more anger.
"It's dealt with. The soldiers found out that the account book was lost and immediately dealt with him..." The prince Dingguo was not as stable as his father. He was still afraid of the imperial power. He couldn't help but worry, "Father, then
Mountain bandits..."
Duke Dingguo's wrinkled face was full of sternness, like an old tree that had been short of water for a long time: "You can't even stop a person. A bunch of trash will die sooner or later. Who cares what he does."
The crown prince Dingguo is nearly fifty, but he still dares not raise his head after being scolded.
Duke Dingguo pondered for a moment, "You should go to the palace immediately to meet the Queen Mother. When you come back, take off your official uniform and follow me to the palace to meet the Emperor."