Chapter two hundred and eighty-first, the cusp of the storm
The needlework is stopped every year on commune day. How can I bear to see the two flying swallows. Today is half of the spring in Jiangcheng. I am still there, deep in the chaotic mountains, beside the lonely stream bridge.
Whose needlework is worn in the spring clothes? The lines are full of tears. The sunset is undressing the grass bank. No one wears flowers, no one persuades me to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness.
——"The Sapphire Case: Stopping Needlework Every Year on Society Day" Huang Gongshao (Song Dynasty)
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On this day, Butler Zhang of the Yang Mansion came to the Huben Military Camp and brought a message to Yang Yichan: "The third lady asked the eldest lady to return to the house in the next two days."
Yang Yichan knew exactly what was going on, and she made up her mind that her mother would seek justice in this matter.
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In the Chunnuan Pavilion, Yin Sanniang's face was as dark as water. When she saw Yang Yichan entering the hall, she ignored her.
Yang Yichan fell to her knees at Yin Sanniang's knees and cried loudly.
Yin Sanniang snorted coldly and said: "You know you are wrong? You have already passed the exam, and you are still doing whatever you want! Have you forgotten how much effort you have put in for your mother and Mr. Yang to get to where you are today!"
Yang Yichan cried bitterly and said: "My mother's hard work, Chan'er doesn't know about it. It's just, it's just..."
"It's just what? It's just that you can't let go of that poor boy?!" Yin Sanniang was very angry.
Yang Yichan cried: "That's not true. Chan'er takes every word of my mother's words to heart. This time, alas... King Yong... he has other women outside!"
Yin Sanniang sighed, helped Yang Yichan up, and said, "Silly boy, what prince doesn't have three wives and four concubines? You should turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, as long as King Yong doesn't go too far."
Yang Yichan stopped her tears, looked at her mother, and said, "Mom, the woman King Yong fucked this time is Mrs. Guo Guo!"
Yin Sanniang was shocked, and thought to herself: "How dare King Yong do what he did to the palace, even if he had the guts of a bear and a leopard? This Lady of Guo State is still Chan'er's aunt in terms of seniority.
What's even worse is that she is that man's woman!
Does King Yong think he has a long life or something?"
Yin Sanniang got up and walked around, fanning her fan wildly. After calming down, she slowly figured out the connection: "What King Yong wants is double insurance. When it comes to blowing pillow wind, Mrs. Guo Guo is more direct than Yang Zhao.
As for Yang Yuhua, she was lonely in spring and didn't care to bet on one more prince. If she bought the winning horse, the new king would continue to be famous after he ascended the throne.
In the final analysis, there is no love between a man and a woman, it is all about exchange of interests and binding."
Wanting to understand this, Yin Sanniang's eyes were like snake eyes, cruel and vicious. She said to Yang Yichan: "I will personally go to King Yong to give you justice regarding Mrs. Guo Guo's matter. Otherwise, I really think our mother and daughter are good." Bully!
Without the support of me and Yang Zhao, how could Li Lin be able to rise to power with just this greedy and stupid woman?" Yin Sanniang sneered.
"However, you and Bai Fu can't have another time, otherwise Li Lin's power will be stable in the future, and the lack of guarantee will be used as an excuse. By then, Wei Niang will be old, and her methods will not be as good as now, and there will be no way to check and balance him.
Chan'er, my mother's life has been miserable because she married someone who is not a good person. You must not be sentimental and delay your own future."
At this point, Yin Sanniang felt sorry for herself, and mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.
After comforting Yang Yichan, Yin Sanniang gave instructions to her daughter in her ear.
So, so.
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King Yong Li Lin made inquiries around Chang'an and did not return to his mansion until late at night. He did not bother to rest. After drinking a cup of ginseng tea, he invited counselor Xue Yu into the study.
After some greetings, King Yong Li Lin said: "After taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, Prime Minister Li is still bedridden. It seems that he is indeed paralyzed. All the memorials sent by the imperial court in the past two days have not been approved." After that, he said that he was still bedridden today. Tell me in detail what you learned.
After Xue Yu listened carefully, he smoothed his beard and said, "I heard about Prime Minister Li's matter on the way here."
King Yong Li Lin sighed: "Prime Minister Li is the pillar of the country, the prime minister and assistant of his father. He manages everything day by day and works hard to achieve great results. Now that he is ill, how should the center of the Tang Dynasty operate?"
Xue Yu said: "Your Majesty is already old, and none of the civil and military officials can bear to bother me with tedious government affairs. Now, Prime Minister Li is bedridden, Wang Min is dead, and among the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, only Yang Zhao is young and strong enough to be a prime minister." Heavy responsibility.”
Yong Wang Li Lin said: "As far as Xiao Wang knows, Prime Minister Li has always looked down on Mr. Yang. If the father asked him about the candidate for prime minister, how could he recommend Mr. Yang?
Xue Yu said with a smile: "Back then, the then Prime Minister Zhang Jiuling also looked down on Li Linfu, so what could he do? The Prime Minister is the Emperor's Prime Minister. In the final analysis, the Holy One has the final say as to who will take this position.
What's more, what Li Xiang is most worried about now is not the choice of prime minister, but..."
Having said this, Xue Yu stopped talking, picked up the tea cup, and lowered his head to sip the tea.
Li Lin was the first to lose his composure and approached the table, saying: "Please give me some advice, sir."
Xue Yu smiled and said nothing, dipped his fingertips in some tea, and wrote two words on the table: "East Palace!"
Li Lin said solemnly: "If this is the case, I will try my best to protect the prince from any fault! I don't know, sir, what's the plan?"
Xue Yu did not rush to answer, but slowly took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Your Highness is charming and handsome, and Yang Zhao's daughter is one of His Highness's many admirers.
Such an opportunity, a story that will last forever, why don't Your Highness seize it?"
The two looked at each other, understanding each other, and laughed.
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Li Xiang's illness and paralysis alarmed the government and the public, and once again pushed the East Palace to the forefront. Prince Li Heng was restless.
After Li Heng learned about this, he was surprised and happy. What was good was that the prime minister who planned to overthrow him every day finally could not escape the punishment of time. What was shocking was that he didn't know who would be the next prime minister.
Li Heng knew very well that Li Linfu had a deep hatred for him and would never let him go easily, just like he would never let him go easily in the future. Although Li Linfu was paralyzed, he was not dead after all. As long as this scary old guy had a breath Even now, it’s not reassuring. Who knows whether this sweet-hearted guy will turn against him before he dies, just like Duke Wen of Jin who kills people with death, and there will be a Battle of Xiaoshan.
Thinking of this, Li Heng shuddered.
In the past two years, in order to avoid his father's suspicion, Li Heng stayed behind closed doors and had no one around him to discuss matters. Although he was said to be the prince, he was actually the real loner.
Li Heng looked around and thought about himself. He had been pacing for too long today. If he didn't restrain himself, his father would probably receive a report about him in an hour.
Thinking of this, Li Heng burst into laughter, hurried back to the study, took out a book of saints, and started reciting it loudly.
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Inside Prince Qing's Mansion, there was another scene.
Li Qiu knelt down in front of Qing Wang Li Cong and asked: "Father, I went out to do some research today. I found that Prime Minister Li was seriously ill and was no longer able to handle the affairs of the court.
With Li Linfu now paralyzed, who will be the candidate for Prime Minister in the future?"
Prince Qing Li Cong twirled the bracelet in his hand, pondered for a while, and then said: "The incident happened suddenly, so we must be on guard. Let's stay calm and observe for two more days."
Li Qiu was surprised and said: "Father, are you saying that Li Linfu is pretending to be paralyzed? But the imperial doctor has already examined him?"
Li Cong, the king of Qing, laughed and said: "You can't afford to pretend to have a stroke. It's not surprising that Sima Yi and others have successfully deceived everyone in history. Li Linfu has a deep scheming mind. Under the current difficult situation, Bao Buqi will try his best to 'resurrect the soul through borrowed corpses'!"