"Follow the main road, and follow the guidance of the master." [The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng]
Jiao Fang is the name of the palace where the Queen lives, also known as Jiao Room. It is located to the north of the front hall and is a veritable harem. It is located on the same central axis as the front hall and the Xuan Room, with dozens of wings spread out on both sides.
The palaces that are still intact are like arms and armpits, surrounding the Jiaofang Palace. This entire palace complex is called Yeting.
Now that the Central Palace has not been established, the emperor only has two nobles, Fu Shou and Song Du. In order to save resources due to the lack of servants around him, the two nobles were arranged in the east and west pavilions of Jiaofang Palace.
They can take care of each other and communicate with each other, so they won't feel lonely alone.
In the east pavilion of the Jiaofang Palace, Song Du was chatting and laughing with the emperor. Seeing Song Du burst into laughter at one of his jokes, the emperor felt a sense of comfort for no reason. Ever since he traveled through time, he has always been busy dealing with one after another major events.
It's rare to have such a relaxing time.
The two sat together for a short time. Fu Guiren, who lived in the West Pavilion, learned that the emperor was coming to Jiaofang and rushed over to see him.
The emperor immediately summoned her, and saw Fu Guiren arriving in style. She was kind-hearted, with dignified brows, and did not have the aura of Song Du. Although she was only thirteen years old, she followed the etiquette of the audience in every move, like a
A little adult who deliberately pretends to be mature.
"You came just in time. I just wanted to ask the eunuch to order them to bring meals. The three of us can just eat together." The emperor greeted with a smile.
A smile appeared on Fu Shou's lips, and then he thanked him and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The emperor felt bored, and the smile on his face gradually faded a bit.
When Song Du saw it, he immediately pestered Fu Shou and asked, "Did Sister Shou bring me any delicious preserved fruits?"
"In front of His Majesty, you are not allowed to mess around." Fu Shou scolded in a low voice without any deterrent. In the end, he was defeated by Song Du's playful smile: "You have eaten all my preserved fruits, and now I only bring you candied fruits.
, if you don’t want to eat it, then forget it.”
The emperor silently watched Fu Shou and Song Du greeting each other like sisters. Especially Fu Shou, who was soft-spoken and kind from beginning to end, like a gentle elder sister. He was not at all like Song Du's occasionally sharp temper.
Angry words.
After careful observation, he found that although Fu Shou looked honest and loyal, he was not stupid. He was frank and sincere when talking to Song Du, and he was a smart person.
The setting sun cast a red afterglow on the window lattice. The eunuch ordered Sun Du to bring the meal, and the three of them finished up their respective soups silently.
After the meal, Fu Shou's cheeks seemed to be illuminated by the lights, with a touch of red appearing. She was much more attentive than the careless Song. Just now she quietly observed that the emperor's temperament and conversation were different from before, he looked like a child.
He grew up overnight and became mature and steady.
She was thirteen years old and had received many "teachings" from her mother before entering the palace. At this time, she was so absorbed in thinking about her daughter's family that she didn't realize that Song Du had called her several times.
"Ah, what, what?"
Song Du stared at Fu Shou carefully for a while and said, "Sister Shou, what were you thinking just now? You have never been so distracted before."
Fu Shou seemed to be caught doing something bad and was hesitant. He couldn't think of a reasonable excuse for the moment. He accidentally caught the emperor's look, which was deep and calm, making Fu Shou even more at a loss.
At this time, Mu Shun walked in from outside and reported: "Princess Wannian wants to see you."
Only then did Fu Shou recover from her embarrassment. Seeing that neither the emperor nor Song Du paid attention to her, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The emperor was about to say something when he heard the jingle of jade stones coming from the door. A gorgeously dressed woman walked into the palace. Her hair was combed into a bun, her eyebrows were beautiful, and she had long hair.
He has an oval face and fair complexion, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that of the emperor. He is neither as reserved as Fu Shou nor as lively as Song Du, and his whole person looks downright generous.
It's just that his expression is too cold, and it might as well be that Song Du invites people to get close to him.
After Princess Wannian saluted the emperor, she did not sit down and went to that station. Even though the Song Dynasty was used to laughing, she also sat down properly at this time.
The emperor knew that she was the eldest daughter of Emperor Xiaoling, the unknown Wannian Princess Liu Jiang in history. She was four years older than the emperor and had a precocious mind. There was no queen mother in the harem and the queen was in charge of the overall situation. Wannian Princess Liu Jiang
Jiang Yanran is half the master of Yeting.
"I can hear the laughter here from a long way away. I don't know what you are talking about." Liu Jiang glanced at Song Du, who was deliberately pretending to be a good girl, and said calmly: "Is there any funny story?"
The emperor was actually a little in awe of Liu Jiang, not only because Liu Jiang could come up with ideas, but also because Liu Jiang had taken great care of him in the past three years. The atmosphere gradually became stiff, and the emperor laughed dryly and said: "It's just a few
It's just a joke, not worth mentioning. Has the imperial sister ever had a meal?"
Liu Jiang's face softened slightly and he replied: "I have already used it when I came here. Thank you for your trouble."
With Liu Jiang around, even Song Du lost the energy to talk, and the conversation between the four of them always ended several times. Fu Shou was still worried about his previous thoughts, and seeing that it was getting late, he felt expectant in his heart.
I was afraid again, but in the end fear took over. After a few hasty words, I excused myself.
This was a hard time for Song Du. Unlike Fu Shou, as a guest, she could just say goodbye and leave. Now everyone was at her residence. If she wanted to avoid Liu Jiang, where could she hide? How could she hide when she saw Liu Jiang?
With no intention of leaving, Song Du suddenly had an idea in his mind and came up with an idea to drive people away.
She covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, looking listless.
This quickly caught the emperor's attention. He stopped talking and said with concern: "It's late, you should have a rest soon."
After saying this, the emperor stood up and prepared to leave: "I'll come see you next time."
This was beyond Song Du's expectation. She originally wanted to use her nap to make Liu Jiang realize his interest and leave, but she didn't expect that before Liu Jiang made any move, the emperor would be coaxed away by her. Song Du felt extremely regretful and wished he could hug him immediately.
The emperor refused to let him leave. Liu Jiang usually didn't like people playing tricks. If she knew Song Du was pretending to be sleepy, he didn't know how to blame her.
Seeing that the emperor was about to leave, Song Du felt regretful and reluctant to leave, with a very complicated expression.
The emperor also said that Song Du couldn't bear to leave her. Like a brother who cares for his sister, he stretched out his hand to rub Song Du's head, then turned and left. As soon as he left, Liu Jiang also stood up and gave Song Du a faint look.
The look in his eyes made Song Du shudder, as if he knew something.
On the palace road outside Jiaofang Hall, the emperor and Liu Jiang were walking side by side. The rising moon spread its light on the sill tiles of the palace, illuminating the bright road and the shadows in the corners. In the middle of the yellow gate, guards
The guards and guards hung behind, or walked in front holding lanterns, deliberately leaving a distance for the direct siblings to talk.
"Your Majesty seems to have changed his appearance in the past few days." Liu Jiang turned his face to look at the emperor and said with unclear meaning: "If we hadn't grown up together, I would have thought that we had recognized the wrong person."
The emperor knew in his heart that this sister's palace and skills had been able to survive the turmoil in the royal family in the past few years. In addition to her being an underappreciated princess, his own ability to protect himself wisely was also one of the reasons: "We were separated for three days.
You should look at it with admiration. The imperial court is not what it used to be, let alone people."
Liu Jiang's eyes slowed down, and he moved his gaze to the shadows in front of the two of them, and said: "Your Majesty can have such a change today, which is a good thing for the Han Dynasty and the imperial court. However, when Dong Zhuo was there, Prince Situ
He has protected us a lot and done his best to the court. Although His Majesty's behavior in the past few days is not wrong, it is too harsh on the prince."
Wang Yun once defended the emperor and Liu Jiang in every possible way, but this did not mean that the emperor would care about this kindness and tolerate Wang Yun's dominance in the court. After all, Liu Jiang was a woman and did not understand anything.
Political struggles and emperors' tricks only know that a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring.
For example, the emperor's behavior of opposing Wang Yun immediately after Dong Zhuo's death was undoubtedly burning bridges in Liu Jiang's eyes, which she did not like. Liu Jiang wanted to say these words to the emperor just now, but it was blocked by Fu Shou and Song Du.
People were present, so I had to hold back my words until now.
After learning the news of Dong Zhuo's murder, Liu Jiang's first reaction was to go to the emperor, who was usually very obedient to him, and ask him to give Wang Yun a heavy reward, which would not only reward him for killing Dong, but also repay his kindness in protecting him.
Because in Liu Jiang's understanding, although the emperor was kind and kind, he lacked independent opinions and was not a man of peace. In this case, why not simply entrust the entire government to Wang Yun and let him serve the Han Dynasty? Wang Yun already had
He was capable, famous, and loyal to the court. With the allusion of Huo Guang assisting Emperor Zhao, wouldn't the revival of the Han Dynasty be just around the corner?
Liu Jiang's idea is correct in a sense, and it is also a very correct choice. On the premise that Wang Yun's loyalty and ability are guaranteed, timely delegation of power can indeed preserve the high majesty of the Han Dynasty.
At the same time, it can also put the emperor in a detached position, so that all threats will not directly affect the emperor.
And now the emperor is not the virtuous and incompetent Liu Xie, so naturally he will not be willing to make Liu Jiang's choice, because he has his own way to go: "This world, in the final analysis, is still my Liu family's world. Now within the four seas
The people are in dire straits. Since I am the emperor, it is my duty to restore the balance. How can I leave it to the hands of others?"
The emperor stopped and stood under the gate connecting Yeting and the front hall. He turned and looked at Liu Jiang: "Even if Wang Yun is loyal to the country, if what he does goes against me or obstructs me, even if he has
He has done a great job in killing Dong and has shown kindness to us. The imperial court is so big that I cannot tolerate him."
"Then why can't your majesty give the prince a chance?" Liu Jiang blurted out: "If your majesty and the prince can work as one mind, wouldn't it be a blessing for all the people?"
"I would like to give him a chance, but he insists on going his own way. What's more..." the emperor sighed, with regret and regret in his tone, and even some sarcasm: "Some people may not be willing to give him such a chance."
Watching the emperor's figure gradually walking away, Liu Jiang stayed where he was, lost in thought because of what he had just said.