"What's the matter?" Concubine Xian felt that she could no longer withstand any waves. When she heard the fifth prince's words, she suddenly became nervous again, "Say!"
After the fifth prince mentioned this matter, he became cautious. He looked at the door almost subconsciously, as if he was afraid that someone was snooping.
Concubine Xian understood immediately and simply walked to the window to check again to make sure no one came back. She sat down on the chair again and said, "You can say it now."
"This is what Zhao Jinghai revealed to me. Recently, it seems that someone wants to use the former prince to cause trouble."
"The First Prince?!" Concubine Xian's face changed drastically, "Who? Who is so brave?! Do you want to die?"
"Concubine, if you react like this, you should know how important this matter is and how terrible it is!" The fifth prince's face turned grim, "I'm afraid he's coming for us."
"We?!" Concubine Xian shook her head quickly, "Although I came here from that time, before the case of the late prince happened, I was just a little beauty. I didn't know anything about those things. Why?
Might it have anything to do with us?"
"No one cares about the truth of the matter. The important thing is whether the father believes it or not, and you, mother and concubine, must not have forgotten how crazy that incident was back then! Don't say it has anything to do with it, it's just a little bit related.
Son, we can’t bear it either.”
Jiahe knew that the matter of the former prince had always been a taboo, not only in the imperial city, but also in the entire world. However, she was born late and did not know what happened back then.
She only remembered that when she was young, she and her aloof father were visiting the imperial garden. A nun who was in charge of flowers and plants did not pay attention and said something to a pear blossom. This was the favorite flower of the late prince at that time.
The emperor executed him on the spot.
The sword penetrated straight into the heart, and the blood splattered out and dyed the grass red. As a young woman, she was so frightened that she could no longer cry.
She had a fever for two days and two nights after she came back, but Concubine Xian didn't even dare to reveal the news that she had a fever and was sick.
By now she knew that the former prince was a person who could never be talked about.
But Concubine Xian, who had experienced that twists and turns, was really frightened. She would never forget the tragedy of that year. There was no way to count how many people died in the case of the former prince's rebellion.
In the palace alone, there were five concubines and above. Empress Yuan hanged herself from a beam, the Cui family of Qinghe, the Zheng family of Yingyang, the Cui family of Boling...
Many old-school aristocratic families have been severely damaged by this, and even now none of their descendants have made any achievements in the court.
Concubine Xian felt a chill from the bottom of her heart. She shuddered and waved her hands quickly, "No! No, no, no, you must not get involved in that matter. Otherwise, let alone our big plan, the three of us, mother and son, will be dead.
, This is not alarmist, no one in this world can be contaminated by that case."
The fifth prince nodded, "But there is a saying that if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Regarding the case back then, it must be made clear that it is really those aristocratic families, even the ones that came up later. If we continue to be blind, we will really be beaten when the time comes.
Once someone falls on you, it will be too late."
Concubine Xian knew that what he said was right. She turned to look at Jiahe, "Jiahe..."
There was fear, fear, and begging in those eyes.
Jiahe felt that for most of the day, she seemed to have fallen from the clouds into a mire, and then walked into a dark night forest full of jackals, tigers and leopards, which made her a little at a loss.
But seeing the look on her mother's face, she still nodded, "I understand, mother and concubine, don't worry! I won't lose my temper again!"
After receiving this assurance, Concubine Xian and the Fifth Prince were relieved, and the mother and son discussed the matter of asking for forgiveness together.
The Wen family did not dare to act rashly at this time. Even if everyone knew about this scandal, they could not be the ones to trample on the royal family's face.
They could only wait and wait for the news to come out from the palace. Even the Wen family could not kneel down to admit their mistake first.
If he went, wouldn't he have to talk to the Holy One about the scandal in person?
Old Mrs. Wen's complexion was sallow. If she hadn't just poured down a cup of ginseng soup, she might not even have the strength to lean on the bedside.
Wen Qiongyu sat beside her bed, frowning and saying nothing.
There were many people crowded in the room, but there was no sound at all. The atmosphere was the same as the dull twilight outside the room.
Mrs. Wen's eyes were already swollen. She had been to the Wen family for so many years, and this was the first time that she had held a birthday party for her, and something like this happened. What's more, he was the son she valued most!
I don't know how long it took, but Old Mrs. Wen said, "Wait for two days! After two days, if there is still no movement in the palace, my wife, please come to the palace with me to plead guilty."
It's hard for a man to come forward to do something like this. Let's go to the housewife. Relatively speaking, it's not that ugly."
In this short half-day, Mrs. Wen seemed to have aged ten years, and the ridges on her face were hidden in the darkness, giving her a sense of twilight.
Wen Qiongyu sighed heavily, with a hint of sadness in his voice, "It's because the son is unfilial. Even at such an old age, the mother still has to work hard for her children and grandchildren!"
Maybe someone made a noise, and Mrs. Wen couldn't help crying, but she didn't dare to cry out and just sobbed softly.
Old Mrs. Wen waved her hand, "It goes without saying that a child is born at a hundred years old and worries at ninety-nine years. The most important thing now is to think about how to speak if you really go to the palace in the future.
If it collides, it will be bad."
Wen Qiong nodded again and again, "What mother said is that I don't know what my mother's thoughts are, but I can tell her son first. The son will discuss it carefully with the staff in the government to see if it is feasible."
Old Mrs. Wen waved her hand, "What else can we do? Such a thing happened in our house..."
Before he finished speaking, someone hurried in from outside to report, "Old Madam Bing, Madam Master, there is news in the palace!"
"What?!" Old Mrs. Wen was startled, and the gloom on her face was shaken away, "So fast?! What on earth did you say?!"
Wen Qiongyu immediately stood up, and then quickly said to Mrs. Wen: "Mom, don't worry, you lie down first, and your son will go out and have a look. If he gets the news, he will come over and inform you immediately. Anyway, some news is better than no news."
Well, maybe it’s not as bad as we thought.”
Old Mrs. Wen nodded quickly and waved his hand to chase him away, "Go quickly, go quickly."
A whole room of female relatives craned their necks to wait. After a while, Wen Qiong and the attendants ran over, their faces full of joy, "I'm so happy! I'm so happy, old lady!"