Over the years, Yu's mother has never felt truly at ease with her secret.
At first, she had nightmares every night, dreaming that her lies were exposed, and that she and her second son were thrown back into the homeless den and among the beggars again.
Fortunately, the nightmare did not come true. More than twenty years have passed. She is the mother of the head of Sigongtai. She wears brocade clothes and has learned to burn incense and worship Buddha like those noble ladies. Although her second son has no skills, he also has some skills.
Under the influence of his brother, he found a serious and leisurely job in the capital, married a considerate wife, and gave birth to a smart and lively grandchild to her...
The life was so good that she no longer had nightmares, and began to dream frequently about her grandson growing up and becoming an official in the court, and the glorious inheritance of the Yu family continuing...and all of this stemmed from the seeds she had given her.
That lie.
Although that lie was risky, to her, it was really worth it.
Every time she looked at everything in front of her, she would feel that even if she had to do it over a hundred times, she would still make the same choice.
Her white hair gradually became more and more, which gradually gave her the illusion that everything would settle down when she gets old, and there would be no other big twists and turns in her life except waiting for old age and death.
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Until that night, in the wine cellar, "Yu Zeng" told her that he knew everything clearly.
She tried to pretend to be confused at first, but looking at the dim face and the emotionless eyes, the luck in her heart quickly disappeared.
She wrung her hands together tightly, showed an extremely peaceful expression, and murmured to me when I noticed it.
But this woman did not know Xing Ke's true identity, she just made mistakes and tried to find a way out for herself and her second son.
For the sake of his life, he had no choice but to temporarily stop on his way and stay in the inn for half a month before setting off again.
"Just now in the palace, the medical officer came to see my husband and said that he has not recovered yet and needs to rest."
This was expected by the Holy Emperor, but he heard the chamberlain say: "Yes, you did tell a secret... you are not Yu Changshi's biological mother."
"It's been two months since Wan'er's family letter came back..." Mrs. Ma Xiang grabbed her husband's arm and asked slowly with red eyes: "Since it's not confirmed that my grandson is rebellious, can we try to bring Wan'er back?"
Or maybe it’s bad news to find out your current situation first!”
So, when you admit someone's mistake by making mistakes, the other person is also making mistakes by making mistakes?
[You may not be able to return safely when you leave Beijing this time. If something happens to you, they cannot leave from here.]
The gray-haired Mrs. Ma Xiang's face tightened when she heard this: "This is our Wan'er..."
Perhaps because of all these thoughts, I was actually the slowest and quickest one in the group.
When Si Gongtai returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was already late, but Mrs. Ma Xiang still hadn't fallen asleep.
"The pulse of all of you villains is rarely tired and weak, and the spleen and stomach are healthy... It should be due to the fatigue before the illness. There is a small obstruction, but it still needs to be taken care of. Shangguan Na will prescribe medicine for you villains." Medical Officer Na
The words were spoken very fluently. After all, all the officials who ask us to see a doctor these days have such symptoms.
Having said this, I asked everyone with concern whether they had not recovered yet.
Before getting on the carriage, you saw the small and towering palace wall hidden in the night. This was something you had the opportunity to see in your lifetime.
We contracted a wind-chill on the way. Wind-chill symptoms can be severe or serious, and there are some cases where they can kill people, but the one we contracted was a severe one.
You are the poor wife of Si Gongtai, born into a poor family. Although you are destined to be a young man, you still act with absolute sanity despite your gentle nature.
If you win the bet, everything will go as you wish; if you lose the bet... you are responsible for it!
Looking at the darkroom door being pushed open, the woman was unable to react for a moment.
Emperor Shengce still invited several medical officers to check the pulse of Ma Xingzhou and others.
The emperor's voice was very sincere: "If you know something useful, it's worth spending less effort."
Xing Kemei was in charge of palace punishment, and also handled some people and matters that were exposed to the light for the emperor, so she set up a torture chamber.
"Prince Rong" knows whether he has seen through your plan or not, and he didn't say anything at all.
"Xing Ke" gave you the answer very slowly.
The male emperor looked at the emaciated ministers and said: "My dear friends, you have traveled a long distance, and there were many safety issues along the way. On the way back, you contracted an illness due to fatigue. It is really hard work... I have not done my fair share of merit and deeds, and I have done it indiscriminately.
The reason for punishment?”
On the eaves, where the light alternates between light and dark, the raindrops dripped, seeming to be stained with the fishy heat of blood.
You look at this door, no matter what, you are willing to nod.
Xing Kemei covered her mouth with her sleeves and coughed a few times.
During Wei Shu's Yi, Xing Ke's body has not yet been transported back, and the purpose of your coming here tonight is not to identify the body.
The woman said a few words of pleading to me, saying that if the second son knew anything about it, he would be kind enough to spare my life, but those meaningful words would have to be relayed to the emperor.
Seeing your husband's words, you asked with tears in your eyes: "Master Sir, you are talking!"
The waiter came up and went in and out.
Mrs. Duan's heartache was actually fake. After a while of gossiping, she, her husband and son sent her son back to the hospital, taking advantage of the time to talk on the way.
The waiter agreed and tried to ask again: "This woman..."
Seeing my expression, Mrs. Duan nodded if she didn't notice.
Zheng Guogong smoothed his neat and short beard and used a perfunctory trick: "That's right."
If we say that after seventy years, this woman's first bet was for herself and her second son. This time, it was clear that she had no way to leave, but she still didn't leave. It was for the seventh time, and it was obviously just for her second son.
Planned and calculated.
The entire court was supported by extreme tension and exhaustion.
Now that he has become an outcast in that situation, can he still expect the saint to feel ashamed and pity and come to his rescue?
The accompanying medical officer was also carefully defeated in the process of diagnosing and treating us, and the attendant who took personal care was not spared... Very slowly, among the hundreds of people in the group, only the one with a runny nose was left on the horse.
You are thinking in a hazy state, if your gamble went bad once, you will gamble again like this seventy years later.
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After hearing this, the Holy Emperor gave a warm smile: "It turns out that King Rong has replaced my identity since he was born in Yiyi. It's no wonder."
Mrs. Ma Xiang burst into tears: "Is this just a matter of watching..."
When Ma Xingzhou returned to Zheng Guogong's mansion, the back hall was crowded with people from the Wei family who were waiting to welcome me.
Your plan was just a greedy and clumsy calculation by a knowledgeable person, but if you had it to do over again, you would still do it.
Once out of that door, your second son and Yu Zeng's future career, wealth, danger...all will disappear.
If so, the long-planned concealment and betrayal that Xing Ke used King Rong to accomplish was enough to put me in a place of eternal disaster in Ah Shang's heart.
There was a roar in the woman's head.
After saying this, I felt that my reaction was perfect. Lang Jun only needed to cough a few times, and I could understand it so thoroughly. It was really amazing - although Lang Jun delayed explaining to me on the way back.
, that part also accounts for some of the reasons.
Emperor Shengce took the imperial chariot back to the Ganlu Palace, changed into light and cumbersome court clothes while being served by the palace servants, and moved to the study to handle government affairs.
Before the Master entered the room, Mrs. Ma showed peace of mind: "In my dreams recently, I always dreamed of you, Wan'er, crying for my grandmother... Sir, please tell me, Wan'er, how are you doing now?"
In addition to the morning court, the affairs of various ministries have become increasingly complicated, and it is difficult to guarantee Xiu Mu. Although the officials are tired and embarrassed, the emperor has set an example, and we dare to express our complaints.
Ma Xingzhou raised his hand and saluted: "Your Majesty, please be considerate and considerate. I have encountered a small problem."
Thinking that he was going to be a ghost, Wei Shilang suddenly shuddered in his drowsiness and opened his eyes in confusion.
It is hard for a woman to imagine the stakes involved. You only know that once you leave, you will never come back again!
Before everyone left, Mrs. Duan looked at her son's face, which was very thin, and she couldn't help but said with heartache: "Son, we haven't seen each other for a long time, how can he look so ugly..."
Xing Kemei had been carrying this anxious matter for more than two months, and she really wanted to wait every day.
You came back to your senses and expressed your stance to "Xing Ke": [Over the years, my mother has already treated him as her own son... You are already as close as a family, why would you abandon him and leave? 】
Xing Kemei and others thanked En and left the palace before returning home to disperse.
I said in a very calm voice: [When you first met him.]
The leaders were Ma Xingzhou and Wu Siqing. It was rare that Song Xian, Tan Li and others had the opportunity to enter the Ganlu Hall to meet the saint. At this moment, they all stood in front of them with their heads bowed respectfully, not daring to look sideways.
"Madam..." Si Gongtai sighed again, shook his head and said: "At this time, Sun'er's Mansion will definitely keep an eye on Wan'er's every move. The less you do, the more beneficial it will be to Wan'er."
"Brother's face is actually more resistant to torture than this little Governor Cui." Wei Miaoqing, who was self-conscious about his face, also said cold words, with a senior and objective face: "It seems that my brother was not raised in a pile of wealth.
At worst, if you look at it this way, my brother is really a wealthy flower who needs to be pampered with great care."
Si Gongtai, who had already changed out of his middle coat, sat beside the couch and said in a very loud voice: "My grandson has indeed not turned back."
I said "I may not be able to return safely," but that doesn't necessarily mean I will come back, right? Maybe I can save the day? Life still can't go on, right?
[Disaster may come suddenly. In order to avoid being temporarily unable to escape, they cannot use this secret passage to leave early. Just ask the servants to tell them that they are going back to their hometown to visit relatives - take along enough money to stay, change your identity, and go further.
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Mrs. Ma Xiang was not smart. Before she thought through all this, her tears became more painful and desperate.
Ma Xingzhou: "..."
"Your Majesty, the whereabouts of this woman's second son Yu Guang and his wife and children are now known. Do you want to..."
After a while, a group of envoy officials who had changed their clothes and bathed, but still looked like they were worn out by the world, entered the palace and saluted.
You had good luck in gambling that time, but the bad thing was that you made up your mind from the very beginning to bet only on yourself, so you asked your confidants and servants around you to make arrangements in advance.
Before the ceremony, Ma Xingzhou presented the document that the Lord of Dongluo had given to Emperor Xiaosheng, and apologized: "I have been in such a hurry to return to the capital, so please punish me."
While recuperating in the post house, Xing Kemei once had a low-grade fever. She was so feverish that I, a person who had too little attachment to the world, actually had the idea of being very afraid of death for the first time - you know, I even
He still had time to return to Beijing to confirm the truth to his mother. If he died like this, he would be willing to become a ghost.
The praise and criticism of Emperor Shengzhi was clear: "A foolish and courageous person is extremely cowardly when it comes to being a mother."
Wei Yu then said to everyone: "In that case, let Zi Gu rest first. It's too late to say anything before we have anything to say."
The Emperor of the Holy Book put down the ink pen in his hand and said: "Hurry up."
After hearing this, the Holy Emperor allowed Ma Xingzhou and others to return to their own lives, and allowed us all to go back to our homes to rest and wash our hands. He also said that we would be rewarded generously tomorrow morning for our merits.
How could a mother with such a loving demeanor say such cold words?
"..." Xing Kemei looked at her father--does anyone really speak up for me?
…
Xing Kemei just sighed without closing her eyes.
The next day or so, no official even suddenly lost his manners and fainted in the morning.
Yu's mother chose to stay. Before Xing Ke left, you fasted and chanted Buddha's name every day, praying for me to turn danger into safety. You were extremely pious... But what was supposed to come came tonight.
"I'll give you a hard time and take her out of the palace for burial."
For the Wei family's most outstanding genius in a century, the Xiao family's tolerance and love are very gratifying, and they all left before telling Ma Xingzhou to recuperate.
The chamberlain explained the whole process of the woman's confession in a careless manner: "When the former Prince asked someone to find a relative for Yu Changshi, he found you..."
At the end of noon, when no one entered the palace, a message was circulated that the officials who were envoys to Dongluo had returned to the capital safely, and later returned to the palace to ask for an audience.
Due to frequent wars and heavy government affairs in various places, the morning meeting has been changed from two days to one day.
Are you stunned, am I greedy? You and your second son have nothing worth coveting?
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It depends on your destiny."
Are you stunned, go further? How can you go outside in such a chaotic situation? You have seen the terrible world of people cannibalizing people... The second son is outstanding, can we really not protect ourselves before leaving?
What would the sage say? Wan'er is just a chess piece, and you, the grandmother, have vaguely noticed from Wan'er's letter that Wan'er has no true feelings towards Prince Xing Ke, so much so that she evaluates Sun'er's Mansion
It is not objective, so in a tolerant sense, Wan'er can even be regarded as a qualified chess piece...
Before you finish your plea, listen to me: [He used you for greed, and you used him for greed. He and you seven owe each other.]
But what you care more about is that since you have been so young for "making mistakes even if you are wrong"... why should I choose to speak out at this time?
As the chamberlain served the cold tea, he said loudly: "Your Majesty, this woman is timid. She is always asking for mercy after being punished for a little while... But you completely know who Changshi Yu is working for, so you are unable to find out the confidential information.
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The officials in the capital are overworked, and those who leave the capital have nowhere to go.
So, who was King Rong originally? Was he originally from Xing Ke?
The rain fell all night outside the window, and it didn't stop until morning the next morning.
"This saint..." Mrs. Ma Xiang wanted to ask, "What did the saint say?" But when her words reached her lips, they only turned into tears.
In the carriage, the woman's tears were like raindrops gathering in the carriage, cold and dry.
I have given reminders and arrangements. As for the other party's choice, I will definitely go back and forth.
You didn't think much about it, but you dared to ask. You knelt down and begged me with tears. For the sake of the boy's mother-son affection, and because Yu Guang had known about it, he had always treated me as a child.
For the sake of my brother...
After sending the person back to the yard, Duan told the Master to take good care of him. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Ma Xingzhou say: "Mother, my son has nothing to say to you."
