Volume 1: Spring of Painting Hall Chapter 46: Contribution
Since that day when Qingsong asked Qingxi to keep Li Han, all Qingxi's thoughts were thinking about the situation in the southwest. Xiao Yizheng had never received a letter from home, which made her a little surprised and uneasy. Therefore, she had no idea about Li Han's intentions.
Tangled thoughts.
I don’t know why, but Li Han has been coming to Chaolan Garden frequently recently, and every time it’s for something neither salty nor trivial, such as asking if Mr. Liu has any news, whether the princess has something to ask the Changfeng Escort Bureau to do, and hearing that the princess has been there since she was a child.
Growing up in Sujiang, I wonder if you can introduce some local customs and customs...
However, Li Han spoke neatly and cleanly without being pretentious, and this alone made Qingxi appreciate him.
When Qingsong walked into Chaolan Garden while shaking his paper fan, Li Han happened to be there too. Qingsong folded the paper fan and smiled at Li Han: "Miss Li, don't make fun of me anymore today. I have something important to do with my roommate."
Want to talk."
Li Han glanced at him lightly, stood up and said, "Tanhua Lang, don't be sentimental, I don't have time to make fun of you." After saying that, he said goodbye to Qingxi and strode out.
Qingxi burst into laughter and said, "Brother, when did you offend her? Why do you say something bad every time?"
Qingsong only frowned and shook his head carelessly: "In life, you hurt others and you are hurt by others. That's generally the case. It's good." Immediately, he glanced at Yueying beside him. Yueying understood what he meant and retreated.
Go out and close the door.
He then looked at the large amount of ice cubes emitting white smoke in the ice basin in the corner of the room, and said with a smile: "The treatment in Prince Heng's Mansion is good, it seems I have to come here more often."
Qingxi ignored him and just raised her hand to fill his cup of tea.
"His Royal Highness Heng Wang is injured!"
Qingsong suddenly said this, Qingxi's hand paused in the air, and when his hand relaxed, the tea spilled on the table and scattered in all directions.
Qingsong hurriedly took the teapot and asked, "Is it such a big reaction?"
Qingxi stared at him and asked in a low voice: "Is it serious?"
Qingsong glanced at her, put down the teapot, and said casually: "Your Majesty must have just received the news from the southwest, and only a few ministers in the court knew about it." He paused, and poured himself some tea and water.
Bian said: "It happens that my father is one of them." He put on a helpless expression and continued: "So, as soon as I heard about this, I came over to tell my dear sister without telling him.
"
Qingxi endured a lump of anger in her chest and listened patiently. From Qingsong's tone and attitude, she knew that Xiao Yizheng's injury was probably fine.
"However, this is not a secret. Soon, everyone in the civil and military dynasties will know about it."
Qingsong's words still didn't get to the point. Qingxi raised his hand to cut off the tea that was brought to his mouth, and put the porcelain cup back on the table with a bang.
Qingsong was startled, curled his lips, sighed, straightened his back again, lowered his voice, and said solemnly: "Currently, the news I know is: His Royal Highness Prince Heng heroically saved a captain during the Southwest Army exercise.
, thus injuring his right arm. I don’t know the extent of the injury, but it is not life-threatening.”
Qingxi felt a little relieved, but the worry between his brows was even heavier: "It's just an exercise, it's all done to the point. Why does it involve dangerous things for officers? And why does he need a commander to go to the rescue in person?"
Qingsong took the folding fan that had been placed aside, opened it again, and shook it slightly: "In my opinion, the situation in the southwest is very anxious."
"How do you say this?"
"You can also answer the questions you asked yourself, right? Otherwise, you will be reading those history books on the art of war that our ancestors taught us in vain."
Qingxi stared and tentatively spoke: "There are people in the army who want that captain to die, but His Highness must not let anyone get into trouble. However, he has very few people available in the army, so he has to take risks and risk his own safety.
"
Qingsong smiled and nodded.
Qingxi's face turned pale again. "He was so confident when he left. I don't know how difficult it is now. Otherwise, he wouldn't have even sent a letter home."
Qingsong nodded again as if he agreed.
"I entered the palace the day before yesterday and tested the Queen's voice, but she didn't know." She immediately raised her head, looked directly into Qingsong's eyes and asked: "Is there any progress in Dali Temple's investigation of Prince Guang's suspected murder of an official?
"
"This matter is not easy to investigate, and Prince Guang did not do it himself. It is not the fault of anyone to blame. In the final analysis, this crime cannot be brought to fruition. I think His Majesty is placing his hope on the remaining officials.
If you open your mouth again, you will implement the corruption case layer by layer. Those involved in the military can be uprooted, but this case must be investigated slowly." He paused and continued with seriousness: "Things in Beijing are connected to the southwest.
If the matter of Prince Guang in Beijing can be settled, His Highness's matters in the southwest will be easy to handle, and vice versa." He looked at Qingxi and said softly: "Heng'er, I am telling you this to make you feel confident.
Count, so you won’t panic when something happens. Your Highness, you don’t need to worry too much..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Qingxi whisper: "He is injured, and I don't know how injured he is. It is midsummer now, and it is especially hot in the southwest. This wound will be even more difficult to heal. If I have to worry about it any more,
, I don’t know if it will lead to the disease.”
Qingsong sighed: "Your appearance makes me regret telling you this. Looking back now, His Highness is still very protective of the Ling family. After the Ling family has become one with the palace, even though he reminded me to pay attention to the Dali Temple
Those officials, however, did not make any request to me or my father that would involve us in the dispute between the royal brothers."
The light in Qingxi's eyes was shining brightly, and her thoughts were confused.
The ice cubes in the room melted all night, and the lights in Chaolan Garden also stayed on all night.
Early the next morning, she entered the palace to meet the Queen.
When the queen saw her coming, she greeted her with a smile. Seeing that she didn't look well, she asked a few questions with concern.
Qingxi only said that he dreamed of Xiao Yizheng last night, and remembered that His Highness had told him to go to the palace to pay homage to his father, the Queen, and his mother before he left, and to fulfill his filial piety for him. He felt that he had done very little and felt very guilty, so he picked some with his own hands today.
The lotus flowers in the backyard of Li's palace are for the father, the queen and the queen to enjoy.
The queen said hello lovingly.
"I wonder if my wife can deliver the flowers to the Yangxin Hall in person and also send greetings to my father on behalf of His Highness." Qingxi respectfully asked for instructions.
The queen admired the clear lotus with dew on it, and said kindly: "The Holy Emperor is naturally happy that you have such a heart. Liu Lang has been gone for some time, and the Holy Emperor must have missed him too. The court meeting has not ended yet. Wait.
Yes, I will ask someone to send a message and you can come over later."
Qingxi smiled and said hello. She chatted with the queen for a long time, until the chamberlain came to report that the Yangxin Hall replied that she wanted to see the lotus flowers in the palace.
"Go!" The queen took her hand and said, "If it's later, the newly picked lotus will be a little less elegant."
Qingxi didn't want to waste a moment, so she held the lotus in her hand and hurriedly entered the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.
Xiao Che had just returned from the court meeting, took a nap, and was about to review the memorial.
Seeing Guo Rui leading Qingxi in, his eyes fell on the few lotus flowers in her hands. Before Qingxi could salute, he smiled and said: "Liu Lang's wife is here. I heard Liu Lang said that you have troubled the palace.
About the garden."
Qingxi paused for a moment, and then immediately saluted respectfully. "My wife, I would like to send you greetings to your father, and I would also like to ask for His Highness: Is Your Majesty well?"
"I beg your respects. Get up."
Qingxi slowly stood up.
Guo Rui immediately took the lotus from Qingxi's hand and said, "I will go and put the flowers in the palace." He held the flowers and walked out.
Qingxi rolled her eyes and observed that all the servants of Yangxin Palace were guarding the palace door. Although the palace door was wide open, she could not hear the conversation between her and the emperor. So, she knelt down again and said: "Father
Your Majesty, my daughter-in-law is asking for an audience today, but she actually has something to report."
Xiao Che was a little stunned, but he still said calmly: "You get up first and then talk."
Qingxi shook her head, "What I requested was not in line with the rules, so I didn't dare to get up until my father agreed."
Xiao Che narrowed his eyes slightly and asked slowly: "Why do I think you are threatening?" He spoke very slowly, with a smile on his lips, not blaming her.
Qingxi bowed down and said, "My wife, I would never dare."
Xiao Che smiled and said, "Okay, I'm not used to you looking like this. I remember your fearless behavior on Baoding Mountain." Seeing Qingxi still not standing up, he frowned and asked, "Do you want to
Asking how Rokuro is doing?" He thought that Rokuro's injury must not be hidden.
Qingxi raised his eyes, nodded first, and then shook his head.
Xiao Zhe was puzzled, but he still explained: "He was scratched on the inner side of his right upper arm by a sharp blade. The cut was quite deep. However, there are good doctors and medicines in the army, but I am afraid it will leave scars."
Qingxi could hear the unconcealed distress and affection in the emperor's tone. She nodded, took a deep breath, and said the words she had thought about over and over again last night in an orderly and clear manner.
After Xiao Che heard this, he stood up suddenly and said solemnly: "No nonsense!"
Qingxi bowed down again: "Father, if you think about it carefully, you will know that this matter is not nonsense, and it is definitely not an unfeasible strategy."
"Are you trying to teach me how to do things again?" Xiao Che's tone suddenly became serious.
"I don't dare. I just want to share my worries for my father and His Highness." Her forehead was pressed against the back of her hand, but her voice was full of sonorous courage.
Xiao Che was silent, and the Hall of Nourishing Heart was quiet for a moment.
After a while, Xiao Che stepped forward and called her to stand up, but Qingxi just raised her head and still stubbornly refused to stand up.
Xiao Che looked at her determined face, sighed deeply, and loosened the corners of his mouth, "You kid..." He half-bent over, looked into her eyes, and said warmly: "This is a major event for the imperial court.
There is no need for you to interfere."
"I can't get involved in the important affairs of the imperial court. However, as a wife, I have to get involved in my husband's affairs." The light in Qingxi's eyes became more determined.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm afraid, but you can't not do some things just because you're afraid." Qingxi looked directly into the emperor's eyes, calmly.
Xiao Che looked at her deeply. From this beautiful and refined face, he saw a heroic and high-spirited spirit that did not belong to a woman, but this spirit was very much like that of a human being.