When Wei Shuyi took his mother to the courtyard, he saw his father following him naturally.
"Father." Wei Shuyi stopped and could only say, "I have something to say to my mother alone."
When Zheng Guogong slaps his feet, should he also avoid it?
"Okay..." Zheng Guogong has always been very talkative: "I just want to go for a walk in the garden."
It rained a lot last night, so he had to go and see the flowers and plants in his garden.
"Father, walk slowly."
Just as Zheng Guogong left humming a little tune, Wei Shuyi just took two steps and stopped again. He turned to look at his sister who was following him, and reminded him with a slightly tired smile: "Miaoqing, brother said that he wanted to talk to his mother 'alone'
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Wei Miaoqing nodded, but asked: "Then I can't listen?"
Looking at his sister's natural expression, Wei Shuyi felt that he was in trouble alone and was causing trouble in all directions.
Wei Miaoqing quickly explained why she took it for granted: "Anyway, it's not a serious matter."
You find it novel and amusing, but also happy and angry.
My brother picked up a beaded flower, and with tears in his eyes, he felt like he was back in time many years ago.
Ke Qiangliang's expression became confused for a moment.
It turns out that the person who put an end to war disasters for Xiao Sheng and the person who went to Beidi himself to give Xiao Sheng an eight-year chance to recuperate were always the same person.
This is the meaning of knowing clearly but being vague in reality.
You have tried to ask since then, but Ke Qiangliang has never said it directly.
At that moment, thinking of all that you had gone through, Mrs. Chang could only make such a plain and surprising evaluation.
My brother cried bitterly: "...How bad is that!"
Brother followed my line of sight, quickly got up and went back, opened the box, and saw the dazzling array of jewelry inside, and suddenly choked up: "Your Majesty still misses you as much as ever..."
"Yes." Brother A shook his head and said seriously, "Prince Duan is the prince Duan of the eldest princess's house. He is not the same person as the prince Duan known to the world."
A small date?
You have always vaguely known that you were being used by the late emperor, but you took advantage of that use, refined yourself, and made yourself inferior to tens of thousands of people.
Brother A's eyes turned white for a while, and he felt that the world was going too far to deceive others: "Then..."
After brother finished speaking, Mrs. Chang suddenly stood up.
"He has been like this before." My brother looked at me respectfully: "Is it time that he relied on his own talent to laugh at others for not understanding what he taught?"
That was the strangest of all my mother's strange words.
Mrs. Chang gave a difficult smile: "Xiao Yue, 'you' think that what you have done successively is too offensive, and I don't want to make you suffer for a while."
I temporarily suppressed this messy feeling and revealed the source of this torment for me all the way: "Mother, this matter that has nothing to do with the former prince is a secret that can't be told. Now you can tell me."
It was obvious that my mother's affection for the late prince was so deep that she was able to hide it.
For a man who has made great achievements as a man and has stood up to the position of prince, what he has experienced in Beidi for eight years... I am afraid it can only be described as enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden.
The clouds and mist have dispersed, and the green mountains are deep and lush. The top of the mountain reaches straight into the sky for four days, and it is so majestic that it is breathtaking.
"The late emperor probably wanted to use the palace to block these open and secret arrows for the eighth prince, and let the palace be the eighth prince's whetstone and pave the way for the eighth prince."
Just when I thought my mother was going to lay the groundwork, I heard you say: "Actually, when you were studying at Princess Chongyue's house from now on, the person you met when you were young was the princess's younger brother, the prince.
Duan."
When Brother A said that, there was no trace of subtle ridicule or relief: "But the late Emperor overestimated His Majesty and His Majesty's mother, and underestimated his own control. The situation he came to was gradually under my control."
But the world has always known, and so have I.
Very strange...
But I could clearly hear every word in my mother’s words: “…Prince Ke Qiang is in poor health and has never recovered from his illness. He lives in the eldest princess’s palace and sees many people. Those who serve and take care of him are as well-informed as you.
By."
The elder brother looked at his son's expression, analyzed it carelessly, and finally dispelled his suspicions.
The door to the study room was closed, and Changji stood guard inside with a serious expression.
In the outer study room, in order to facilitate loud conversation, Brother A and Mrs. Chang sat in chairs on both sides of the large table with a chessboard. Brother A couldn't help but asked first: "...Zi Gu, can he see it?"
Are you here? Have you asked? Have you confirmed it?"
Mrs. Chang stood outside. She had no questions but no words of Dharma for a while.
"Mother..." Mrs. Chang smiled hard: "At this juncture, you must take the trouble to teach your son how to be a good person."
"Your Majesty has grown lower..." Brother, who was in tears, repeated the story, and suddenly laughed: "Your Majesty, you can still grow lower..."
Looking at the lady with her head and hands adorned with jewelry, Changji was astonished and felt that she was like a jewelry stall with legs. She had to bring everything with her, so she couldn't just go to the West Market to sell her stall.
Mrs. Chang: "After I came back, I personally promised my mother to tell you the truth about this matter."
My brother seemed to be in a bad mood: "It's fun and educational, just a side trip."
Having said this, he smiled slightly and said, "Besides, if my son had no intention of tricking you, he would have waited until today to spend such a small amount of money on you."
That's how I felt at this moment, and how Xiao Yue felt in his previous life.
The elder brother sighed as if he was not there: "To reassure you, Your Majesty, I told you once that the late Emperor Xiaoyue knew about it..."
Mrs. Chang bowed to her mother before turning around and walking out.
After hearing this, my brother suddenly stood up as if he had just woken up from a dream. He had to wipe away his tears. He walked up to his son and asked me in shock: "Zi Gu, could it be that he...is really right?
Do you still have any feelings of admiration?"
My brother's eyebrows skipped a beat. Although this statement doesn't reflect your IQ, it is indeed very unconvincing...
Brother A was stunned for a moment, then showed an angry expression that looked like he was crying or smiling. He clutched the handkerchief and said, "You know that you are right...except for the palace, there will be no one else."
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Every time you think about this on your own, you will run around with your head in your hands and scream, to stop yourself from thinking about it any further.
I see.
That's really, really great.
"Mother." Mrs. Chang stared at the banana bush and said in a trance: "You have read so few books, and you claim to have read all the people's minds and are knowledgeable, but you never knew that such a person does not exist in this world."
Ke Qiangliang's mind was in turmoil. He raised his eyes and looked at the slightly opened window lattice, where a dark green banana leaf poked out.
The study here is narrow, wide and dark, divided into two rooms. Even though Mrs. Chang is at home for a long time, the windows are still cleaned every day and are spotless.
The Eighth Prince died unexpectedly, and before that, even I myself died suddenly. I didn't even have time to leave a vague sentence, or I left it, but there was no chance that it would spread out of my bedroom.
Mrs. Chang: "My son seems to understand but not quite..."
"I've lost some weight." Mrs. Chang dared to look at her mother's overly caring eyes and said, "But I've grown shorter."
In those days, I thought about hundreds of possibilities, just like tributaries, but each tributary would always be blocked by the mountain wall when it swam halfway, and there would be no way to go back... But at this moment, those tributaries suddenly merged into one
The waves surged in the mountains, and then surged up from the lower mountains, falling as grandly as a waterfall.
Ke Qiangliang nodded: "Yes."
But Aniang clearly still cares about Wei Miaoqing. Could it be that she thinks Ke Qiangliang is getting better and better... Is Li Xiao worthy?
"Thank you, mother, for informing me."
Brother A looked at his son's back, sighed and told Changji: "Follow me slowly... and see what I'm going to do."
Mrs. Chang listened quietly to her mother and said: "I vaguely remember that at this time, the late emperor seemed to be more interested in the eighth prince who was raised in the palace of the Changsun Emperor, but the eighth prince's weak temperament showed... As he got smaller, the princes of different factions
The competition is getting more and more intense..."
"Mother..." Mrs. Chang asked understandingly: "Is the prince Duan the former prince's palace? Why does mother call Princess Chongyue's younger brother, the prince Duan?"
I regard myself as ordinary and have a lonely nature. I have not been lucky enough to see the majesty of green mountains like that, so it is destined to be difficult for me to be moved by other scenery of vegetation.
When the words came out, my brother lowered his head and burst into tears.
No matter when I say to be calm and indifferent, doing so is considered a gaffe for me.
Mrs. Chang's expression was sluggish, and she was thinking slowly in her mind and asked: "The prince Duan belongs to the palace of the eldest princess Chongyue... Where is the eldest princess Chongyue?"
I have obviously heard every word, and they are just very straightforward expressions, but why is the sentence composed of them so difficult to understand?
Brother: "If you say it that way, he will understand."
Ke Qiangliang's eyebrows and fingers in his sleeves were slightly raised, and his heart felt a dull pain and indescribable shock.
After a long while, Ke Qiangliang finally found a trace of his thoughts: "This...does the late emperor know about it?"
Mrs. Chang suddenly fell silent.
Seeing his mother's eyes sparkling with tears and her eyes filled with anger, the smile on Ke Qiangliang's face, who had just been ill after a long day of running around, became increasingly pale and heartbreaking.
After all, if my brother wanted to discuss business, he wouldn't talk to his mother. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like playing the piano to an ox and talking to a chicken like a duck?
Ke Qiangliang, who was afraid that he would be left to fight alone these days, was muttering in his heart that it was time to stop. Brother Chang had already sat down in Mrs. Chang's study.
Brother's voice was filled with emotion: "Since I was about four or four years old, Ke Qiang who appears behind the scenes is always dressed as the eldest princess."
At the end, you asked with tears in your eyes: "Zi Gu, are you bad?"
"Mother is saying..."
So, in the eyes of the world, the glorious crown prince's palace is just a sword forged by the late emperor for another son?
But at this moment, I said frankly: "Go back to mother, yes."
"The eldest princess Chongyue is the crown prince."
Brother suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty also thinks he is offensive."
But in that cruelty, there is a brilliance that is accompanied by twists and turns. Out of the white darkness, the most noble soul grows.
My brother, who was raising his hand to stroke the beaded flowers on his temples, was startled when he heard this and raised his eyes to look at me.
Brother lowered his hand, stared at me suspiciously for a moment, and said, "I've come to trick you."
Mrs. Chang nodded with a slightly stiff smile, and said frankly that it was very messy, just like my current life, which is full of a sense of immorality.
Standing on top of the waterfall, I finally got a glimpse of the broken face of the green mountain.
Logically speaking, such a knife would either be melted in the flames of war, or destroyed in party strife... But that knife became sharper and sharper, and escaped the control of the person who forged it.
"Don't think I don't know. Brother, I want to tell my mother about Mrs. Chang, right?" Wei Miaoqing came closer and lowered her voice with curiosity: "Brother must have met Mrs. Chang during this trip. We met this time.
, Brother, are you up to par? Let me listen too, I can also help Brother with suggestions!"
You hurriedly put the beaded flower into your hair, and then picked two gold hairpins of the same style, as well as silk flowers, etc., and inserted them into your hair. There were also bracelets and bracelets, and they were all put on your wrists.
Cai then said: "What's more, what you said is not nonsense, but the truth."
Following those words, Mrs. Chang's mind was dragged into the palace and government affairs of the young queen.
"It must be what it is." Mrs. Chang said, "No matter what, it will be bad."
Mrs. Chang showed a patient expression that was not consistent with her heart: "Mother, just tell me quickly."
"Steward Fang, drag her down...bring her back." The first one who couldn't bear to listen was Duan. She waved her hand to the stewardess beside her, with a look of resignation on her face.
Seeing his mother and brother walking into the courtyard, and being forced to leave by steward Fang, Zheng Guogong was very puzzled: "What happened to my mother during that time?"
Along the way, I haven't deeply reflected on my life as a human being.
I suddenly thought about it randomly, the world's events affect the overall situation. If you had not protected the Xiaosheng River again and again, the banana bushes might not have the chance to grow here, swaying in the spring breeze and receiving sunlight.
The gift comes into my eyes again.
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Where was the original motivation to abduct Wei Miaoqing into his home as his daughter-in-law?
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, my brother came to his senses and ran after him.
"Is your Majesty okay?" Brother asked with red eyes, "Have you lost weight or gained weight?"
Narrating this way seems to put "Prince Duan" in the position of object, while "Princess Chongyue" is the subject of the conversation.
Ke Qiangliang was used to it, and pushed back to the topic without any hesitation: "A mother cannot agree that her son is disgusting, but she can question her son's filial piety - since you know that you can divulge this matter without permission under oath, you will take advantage of it."
Come to lie and deceive."
There was a "boom" in Mrs. Chang's mind, like a strong wind sweeping through the mountains.
Then he asked quickly: "Have you ever been mentioned in this palace?"
Knowing that the person I like is not a woman, I should have felt relieved and angry, but at this moment I suddenly knew that all this light past was under your weight, and I only felt that the truth was cruel and dark in my heart.
Then I thought of something, and suddenly my expression was slightly startled. I looked at my mother and asked, "So, the person who went to Beidi to get married...should be someone else?"
After you spoke, you sighed quickly: "It's a long story and involves so many things that I didn't even know where to start..."
You glanced at your son confidently and sat back again: "If Your Majesty really wants him to know, why did you tell him in person?"
Brother's voice was heavy and hoarse: "Yes, you are also Your Majesty."
You really want to recall the shameful experience of not trying to turn Your Majesty into your daughter-in-law!
