Chapter 1399 Queen Song: Is she also a ruthless and unjust person?
The next day, Prince Chu’s Mansion
Early in the morning, the sun rises in the east, and the morning light is slightly dewed. You can see that the golden sunlight shines on the jade steps, with a glimmer of light, and the breeze blows the two lanterns hanging on the eaves of the corridor, swaying in the wind.
The King of Chu wore a moon-white colorful brocade robe cut from Shu brocade, and a shining golden crown on his head. He was tall and tall, with a fair and handsome face.
The beauty is plump and graceful, graceful and graceful. After raising two children, her beautiful face has become more round and round, which has neutralized the sharpness and coldness between the beauty's eyebrows and added a little more "gentleness".
"Your Majesty, people are here."
At this moment, a servant came from the end of the street on horseback and called to the King of Chu and Princess Chu who were standing and looking at him in surprise.
King Chen Qin of Chu smiled and said warmly: "Ziyu is finally back."
Princess Chu Zhen Qing said with emotion: "Yes."
This bastard didn't say he would come find her as soon as he got back.
Jia Heng is riding on a maroon horse, holding a rein as thick as a finger in his hand. He is currently walking along the official road paved with blue stones.
On top of the carriage, in the compartment with hanging bamboo curtains, two sisters, Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi, sit side by side, like two lotuses with side-by-side pedicles, with a certain amount of joy and lightness clearly visible on their faces that may be charming or beautiful.
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The two little girls, after all, are still little girls at heart. This time they stayed in the Qichi courtyard of the mansion for a long time. At this moment, they were like released flowers and butterflies, flying around carefree.
Jia Heng was dressed in a black and red embroidered satin python suit, with a mountain on his head and a wingless black crown. Because he was close to the weak crown, and his face was as white as jade, he quickly arrived in front of the Chu Prince's Mansion and greeted the King of Chu.
Under Chen Qin's gaze, he said softly: "Wei Chen has met the prince."
King Chu had a broad smile on his face. He raised his eyes to look at the young man in the python suit and said softly: "Zi Yu is here."
Here, Zhen Qing stared blankly at the young man in the python suit. His cold, narrow phoenix eyes showed a bit of yearning, but after all, he was still thinking about the King of Chu beside him, and quickly hid the infatuation in his eyes.
Just as Jia Heng thought, a twin brother and a phoenix have become an inseparable bond between the two.
Jia Heng was chatting with the King of Chu, Chen Qin, with a bit of joy on his face.
At this moment, a carriage with a high shaft suddenly opened the hanging pearl curtain, and a girl in a pink dress and an aqua dress stood out from it. It was Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi.
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Jia Heng cast his gaze and saw bright and beautiful girls, all dressed up with radiant faces and radiant looks.
Not far away, several maids came closer and helped up two beautiful girls, either slender and graceful, or delicate and delicate.
The two sisters looked like red or green lotus flowers, swaying gently in the wind, exuding a faint and diffuse fragrance of vegetation.
Zhen Lan's face softened slightly, and she walked closer with graceful steps. A broad smile appeared on her pretty face, and she said softly: "Sister."
Zhen Qing's face was as bright as the clouds, filled with strands of prosperous smiles. She looked like a delicate hibiscus flower, her smile was as bright as the clouds, and she said softly: "Sister Lan'er, Xi'er
Sister, you are here."
Zhen Xi's brows and eyes were as spiritual as a stream, and her voice was as gentle as water as she called out: "Sister."
Zhen Qing smiled and patted Zhen Xi's plump and slim shoulders, with a bit of fondness in her eyes, and said softly: "Sister Xi'er looks taller than she was at the beginning of the year. She has really grown up a lot.
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Zhen Xi's bright and beautiful face was as red as clouds and as bright as fire, and she said softly: "Sister, I've always been so tall."
On the other side, Zhen Lan's long and narrow face, which resembled Zhen Qing's, seemed to be covered with a rose-red aura. She smiled and said, "Sister Xi'er, I don't feel it myself. She is indeed a little taller."
Doesn’t it mean that after losing your body, you will no longer grow taller?
Why has it grown taller again? Is it because sister Xier usually swallows it?
Jia Heng finished his greetings with the King of Chu. While they were chatting, they entered the hall of the mansion and sat down separately for the guests and the host.
King Chu's eyes fell on the face of the young man in the python suit, and he asked clearly: "Ziyu, recently we have all the weapons and supplies, so the day of the expedition should not be far away."
If anyone is more eager to destroy Liaodong than Emperor Chongping, it must be Emperor Chongping's two sons, the King of Chu and the King of Wei.
They all want to prove themselves through this war to destroy Liaodong.
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "It's almost time. In a few days, I may follow the instructions of Kunning Palace and get married to the daughter of the Song family first."
In addition, there is also the matter of Xing Xiuyan's concubinage, which will gradually be put on the agenda.
King Chu smiled and said: "National war is unpredictable, so if we prepare for it for a while, we should be able to increase our chances of winning a little more."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "During this period, His Royal Highness the King of Chu has been busy and working hard. He has been sitting in the weapons supervision office to ask questions, so he has been quite busy."
King Chen Qin of Chu smiled and said: "Zi Yu, for the sake of the Han Dynasty, I will do my best and I will be happy to do so."
While everyone was talking, a maid with a slim figure and beautiful appearance entered the hall and said softly: "Your Majesty, the food and wine are ready in the inner room."
King Chu nodded, stared at the handsome young man in python suit, and said, "Ziyu, let's go have a meal together."
Jia Heng then sat down with King Chu and Zhen Qing around a round lacquered wood table.
There is a dazzling array of dishes on the table, and the aroma can be smelled, which is refreshing.
At this moment, the two children were carried out by some nannies. The two children were beautiful, cute and smart.
"Father," the two children said softly, with sweet and soft voices.
When the King of Chu heard the voices of the two children, he gently took their hands and said, "Ziyu, Jie'er is almost three years old. In the future, Gu wants him to learn the art of war. Ziyu, what do you think?"
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Jia Heng stared at the baby boy whose facial features looked slightly like his own. He felt a little happy and inexplicable in his heart, and said: "I have been marching and fighting in these years, but I don't have much military skills. I just rely on my thoughts. If I say I am teaching people, I am not." I don’t know what to do.”
The King of Chu picked up the teacup, looked at the foam floating on the tea, took a sip, and said: "Ziyu, this...famous military generals throughout the history have summed up some insights on the art of war. When did Ziyu also Can you write a book and establish a theory so that future generations can look up to it and learn from it?"
Zhen Qing glanced at the boy in the python suit, and she was clearly secretly annoyed. How could this man be so clumsy towards his own child?
Under Jia Heng's eyebrows, his expression turned strange. He clearly felt that his feet under the table were touched. It was Princess Chu Zhen Qing who was expressing her dissatisfaction at this moment.
Jia Heng said softly: "It's just some military experience and experience. After the war in Liaodong is over, I will compile the relevant military experience and write it into a book. Then I will teach His Highness the Crown Prince some military experience."
Over the years, I have conquered the south, the north, the east and the west, and I do have some military experience.
Jia Heng turned to look at the baby girl held in the arms of another nanny. It was her own daughter Chen Yin, nicknamed Yin Yin.
Jia Heng stared at the pink and jade-carved little girl and said, "Yin Yin doesn't look too young now."
The King of Chu, Chen Qin, looked at her with a smile under his sharp eyebrows. He obviously liked his cute and smart daughter very much, and said: "She is still a little girl. The princess insists that she be enlightened and literate early."
Jia Heng gave some persuasion and said: "Now is the time for children to love to play, so there is no need to force it too hard."
It shouldn’t kill the fun-loving nature too much.
Princess Chu Zhen Qing chuckled softly and said softly: "It's not too early. I originally planned to start studying at the age of three. Since Brother Heng said so, let's do it at the age of five. I won't start reading until I'm five. Not bad."
There is no need to fight over everything regarding the daughter, but the son must supervise his studies and homework, as he will be the one to rule the world in the future.
The two settled the matter in a few words.
Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi, who were not far away, looked at each other and secretly thought that King Chu's brother-in-law was still in the dark at this moment.
But one day in the future, if you know the truth, how angry you will be?
Afterwards, everyone sat down and had lunch together.
After the narrative was finished, the King of Chu invited Jia Heng to the study room to talk, and the two sat down again.
The King of Chu looked at the young man in python suit who was sitting on the pearwood chair. He was silent for a moment and said: "Ziyu, you and I are close relatives. I have something unclear, and I want to ask Ziyu for advice."
Jia Heng was confused and asked: "I wonder what His Highness the King of Chu is talking about?"
He had an intuition that the King of Chu was going to show him his cards.
Sure enough, I heard the King of Chu's face pause slightly, and under his sword-shaped eyebrows, there was a hint of thought in his old eyes, and he said softly: "Father, he... who does Ziyu think should be the foundation of this country?"
When Jia Heng heard this, he was shocked, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and said: "Your Highness, as a minister, you must not speak nonsense."
He regretted now that he had to go into the study room to talk to King Chu.
The King of Chu nodded and said: "Ziyu, between you and me, we have cooperated in military operations several times in the south of the Yangtze River and in the Guangdong Sea. What is there to be taboo about? Not to mention, Ziyu and I married a daughter of the Zhen family.
As a matter of brotherly love, Ziyu is so talented in the world, how could he be willing to sit idle in the forest and enjoy himself in the future?"
Jia Heng said: "Your Majesty's remarks are suspected of abusing the official position for personal reasons. When it comes to personal friendship, His Royal Highness the King of Wei and I will make no less concessions than Your Majesty."
When the King of Chu heard this, he was silent for a moment.
Jia Heng said: "I have received many favors from the Holy One. I am a monarch and a minister on the outside, and a son-in-law on the inside. If we plan on reviving the great Han Dynasty, we should choose a wise leader to support it."
When the King of Chu heard this, his face became slightly solemn and he said: "How can I not be a wise master?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Everything depends on the choice of the Holy One. This is not something that I can discuss arbitrarily. I hope His Highness the King of Chu will not underestimate himself."
When the King of Chu heard this, he said: "What Zi Yu said, the lonely king was taught."
What else can he say? All he can say is, rely on your true strength.
Jia Heng then said goodbye without saying much.
After Jia Heng left, King Chu's face darkened, and his brows furrowed for a long time before slowly relaxing.
After a while, Princess Chu Zhen Qing entered the study, looked at King Chu, and said softly: "Your Majesty, how are you doing?"
King Chu shook his head, his face as gloomy as iron, and said: "Let's see again."
Zhen Qing's beautiful face was as red as drunkenness. She pursed her slightly pink lips and said, "My lord, there is no need to worry too much. The boat will straighten up when it reaches the bridge."
King Chen Qin of Chu murmured: "Yes, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."
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Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden, Cicui Temple
Miaoyu was sitting in the Zen room, holding her daughter in her arms. The daughter in her arms was holding a rattle and shaking it gently. She heard the sound of "dong dong", which was clearly the sound of the rattle that kept ringing.
The nunnery quickly rang, and the little girl's laughter rang in the courtyard, like a string of silver bells ringing continuously.
At this moment, Miaoyu's maid Susu walked into the side room and said: "Sister Miaoyu, Uncle Heng is here."
Miaoyu heard this and looked intently, only to see the young man in python clothes walking quickly from a distance and said, "You're here."
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "Come and see you two."
"Daddy." The little girl, Momo, had a bright smile on her pink face and a small mouth with white milk teeth. She stretched out her two chubby little hands and said hello to Jia Heng.
Jia Heng knelt down, picked up Momo's thin and delicate body, and said softly: "Momo, do you miss daddy right now?"
"Think about it, why didn't Daddy come to see me?" Momo called softly, her voice extremely soft and waxy.
Jia Heng's voice was slender and soft as he said, "Dad has been very busy these days and has no time to see Momo."
Miaoyu snorted softly and said softly: "Your father is busy, and our daughter is not the only one."
Hearing this, Jia Heng smiled and said, "Don't keep saying this to your daughter every day. If you continue like this, you will ruin your daughter's education."
He instills hate education into his daughter every day. As time goes by, his daughter and he are no longer close to each other.
So this is why some divorced couples fight for the custody of their daughters, and the children become the source of continuing each other's hatred.
Under Miaoyu Liuye's dark eyebrows, her crystal-clear eyes flashed and she said, "Aren't you afraid that your child will follow the example in the future?"
Jia Heng looked a little uncomfortable and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You have fetal force again."
Miaoyu did not pursue her fiercely, but as her pregnancy progressed, she became a little irritable.
Xing Xiuyan said: "It's noon now, it's time to eat fast."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "You two eat first, and my daughter and I will play around for a while."
My daughter is cute and smart, with a cute and soft face, and if she pinches her gently, she seems to be watering.
Jia Heng teased Jia Mo for a while, then without saying much, he came closer and sat down.
Miaoyu stared at the young man and said, "When will you marry Xiuyan?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "It will be in the near future. The Song family daughter's marriage should also be in these days."
Miaoyu didn't say much else, but Xing Xiuyan, who was not far away, had a faint blush on both sides of her face.
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The next day, the sky was bright and the golden morning light shone on the streets. Early walkers had already pushed a flatbed cart and came out of the streets in twos and threes to start their busy day.
Jia Heng stood at the entrance of the palace today, standing next to a carriage with a high shaft, an embroidered phoenix flag, and a square carriage with tassels hanging down.
At this moment, you can smell the scent of musk floating in the carriage, and the fragrance of flowers is fragrant and refreshing.
Empress Song was dressed in a luxurious dress, with a tall bun and lush black hair. She was sitting in a carriage carriage. Her plump and graceful face seemed to be flushing endlessly because of her excitement.
Under the skirt, those plump, snow-white long legs were slightly close together at this moment.
Accompanied by the sound of a whip, the carriage rotated, and accompanied by palace maids and eunuchs, Empress Song went to Da Ci'en Temple in a prayer convoy and drove towards Da Ci'en Temple.
Walking to the mountain gate of Daci'en Temple, there are two majestic stone lions on both sides of the stone steps. They are made of blue and white limestone. After the pattering spring rain, they are wet and full of traces of the erosion of time.
As Jia Heng and Chen Xiao talked, they came to the foot of a majestic mountain gate temple. At this moment, they stopped along with the carriage and the huge crowd.
Empress Song stretched out her hand to lift up a bamboo curtain hanging down from the carriage, and her elegant and elegant face, illuminated by the golden morning light, was as white as jade, with fragrant skin and jade skin, as if
Covered with a layer of shining golden light.
Empress Song, who was dressed in a gorgeous dress, was accompanied by a group of eunuchs and palace maids, accompanying Jia Heng to the Great Ci'en Temple again.
Chen Xiao looked serious and led a group of palace guards to check the surrounding area for potential assassins. After nothing appeared to be abnormal, Jia Heng and Empress Song were allowed to enter the Great Ci'en Temple.
When everyone came to the solemn palace, the smell of sandalwood lingered in the palace, and the fragrance floated slightly, refreshing people's hearts.
At this moment, Empress Song's jade face was as gorgeous and bright as the petals of a pear blossom. She was kneeling on an apricot futon. For some reason, facing the gaze of the Buddha, she couldn't help but feel a deep self-blame in her heart.
In fact, this is the faint pain of conscience deep in the heart, involving the glory of human conscience.
When Jia Heng was in the Main Hall, he was also enveloped in this solemn and solemn atmosphere, which felt a little unnatural for some reason.
After a moment of silence, he left the solemn Mahavira Palace, stood under the eaves of the corridor, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and for a moment looked at the sky. At this moment, the sky was blue and boundless.
At this moment, the golden Buddha statue in the hall stood behind the confession. It seemed to be looking at the foolish man and resentful woman kneeling on the futon with a pair of compassionate eyes, as if looking down at all the living beings struggling in the sea of love, heaven and hatred.
After the Queen of the Song Dynasty dropped a stick of incense, Jia Heng followed Jia Heng out of the Main Palace. Surrounded by the palace maids and eunuchs, he came to the eaves of the vermillion pillars and glanced at the young man. Then, the two of them quickly entered the Zen room.
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At this time, Queen Song had already taken a Buddhist scripture from the abbot's hand, which was called the Lotus Sutra. After Queen Song came to a lacquered wooden desk, the beauty's graceful and exquisite body was just under the skirt of her dress.
Under the outline, you can see the richness and exquisiteness.
At this moment, it can be seen that the graceful and gorgeous beauty picked up a wool brush and started writing on a piece of peach blossom letter paper, writing non-stop.
The small regular script handwriting is beautiful and clean.
The golden morning sunlight shone on those slender hands as white as jade, casting rustling shadows on the paper.
Jia Heng, who was standing aside, picked up the steaming tea cup and took a sip of tea, feeling the fragrance of the tea overflowing and spreading everywhere.
For some reason, he always felt that Tian Niuer seemed to be enveloped in an inexplicable sad mood at the moment, and it was difficult to extricate himself.
However, what they did was indeed incompatible with secular ethics and morality, and they were in a pure place of Buddhism, which inevitably formed a strong moral contrast.
If I don't think about it anymore, if I think about it again, I may be exploring the human nature of Li Yu's jade futon.
Through the ages, human nature has never changed. There is both the evil of lust and the kindness of clinging to emotions.
The couple has been in a relationship for decades, and they have been together for a long time. How many tender memories have they experienced, how can he compare to it?
Unless Tian Niuer has no conscience at all in her heart, she is just a carefree woman with an extremely low sense of morality.
Jia Heng's expression was quiet, and for a moment, he felt somewhat inexplicable.
At this moment, Chen Xiao came closer, gently patted Jia Heng's shoulder, and said, "What's wrong? Suddenly you frowned and thought deeply?"
She seemed to feel a little guilty when she looked at this man.
Jia Heng looked gloomy and said softly: "My conscience is troubled."
"Don't regret it if you do it. If you regret it, don't do it. Don't act like you're here." Chen Xiao said in a low voice with a pair of clear eyes shining under his curving willow-leaf eyebrows.
Jia Heng looked slightly startled and said softly: "That's what you said."
Just now, my conscience began to suffer violently deep in my heart.
There is indeed no turning back now.
It can only be described as a bad fate.
Big Wild Goose Pagoda, attic——
At this moment, Jia Heng and Empress Song were standing in the octagonal and heavy attic with cornices. They gently pushed open the two wooden windows and looked up at the beautiful scenery outside the window. Unknown to them, spring rain was falling like crisp and pattering on the sky.
Jia Heng turned around, stared at the fair-skinned beauty, and asked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you don't look very good these days."
After just coming out of the Main Hall, Tian Niuer's mentality was a little unstable, and she was clearly trapped in a feeling of guilt, self-blame, and regret.
This is normal. Human nature has both a shining side and a dark and evil side, which is dynamic and changeable.
Under the beautiful willow-leaf slender eyebrows of Empress Song, her long and narrow eyes seemed to be cast in an indescribable gloom, and she said softly: "Your Majesty has indeed worked hard for the state affairs these years.
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At the end of the story, the beauty gradually felt guilty and blamed herself for it.
After all, they had been married for many years. When Emperor Chongping was lingering on his bedside, Empress Song looked at Emperor Chongping's weak appearance, and she felt a sense of pity in her heart. She was inexplicably sad.
But on the other hand, the relationship with Jia Heng is not just a simple physical relationship, there is also a bond in the middle, and that is their children.
The fair-skinned beauty, with two curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her beautiful eyes as moist as water, looked at the young man intently, and tried again: "Ziyu, Your Majesty has not yet established the East Palace.
What does Ziyu think it should be?"
Jia Heng considered his words carefully and said: "This time the army conquers Liaodong, His Royal Highness the King of Wei and His Royal Highness the King of Chu are accompanying the army. Everything belongs to the Sacred Heart."
He has said this before, and today he is just repeating it again.
Under Empress Song's slender eyebrows, her crystal-clear eyes flashed, and she said softly: "Don't be careless here, I am asking you, do you support Ran'er's entry into the East Palace?"
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, and could only say vaguely again: "Mother, after all, it depends on what Your Majesty wants."
When Queen Song heard this, her crystal jade face changed suddenly, she scolded, her eyes were aggressive, and she said: "Don't tell me this, I will ask you if you support it?"
At this moment, the beauty's Yingli eyebrows seemed to be filled with evil aura, and there was already a hint of anger in those bright and slightly beautiful eyes.
She gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, but she couldn't get him a promise.
What is the difference between this man and the man in the palace?
Are you also a ruthless person?
Jia Heng looked extremely silent and said: "There are some things where the more help you get, the harder it will be. It's better to let things take their own course. You don't have to be too persistent, Madam."
Under the slender willow eyebrows of the Queen of Song Dynasty, her gentle and beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and she said: "How can you let me let nature take its course? I have two sons, but they have not even established the East Palace.
How has he ever had me in his heart?"
Thinking of this, the fair-skinned beauty felt an unspeakable resentment deep in her heart.
Even if it was for the sake of the relationship between husband and wife, he should immediately become the prince.
But in his heart, he will always only have the land and country of the Han Dynasty. How has he ever had the slightest feeling of love between husband and wife?
This is the reason why Beauty was captured by Jia Heng before.
There must be a reason why flies don't bite seamless eggs and leather pants are worn over cotton pants.
Among them, everything must happen for a reason.
Jia Heng's expression was silent, his eyes paused slightly, and he said with relief: "Your Majesty, this time we can only wait until Liaodong is destroyed before we can take care of it. Your Majesty, it should be yours, and no one else can take it away."
Under Empress Song's beautiful dark eyebrows, her narrow and beautiful eyes were as moist as water, her face paused slightly, and she stared at the young man, her heartbeat fluctuating for a moment.
In the evening, a golden-red sunset outside the window hung high in the western sky, shrouding the buildings of Da Ci'en Temple.
I don't know how long it took, but Jia Heng climbed down the steps from the five-story exquisite pagoda. Behind him, Chen Xiao supported Empress Song's delicate body as she walked slowly.
The beauty's fair, plump face was as red as drunkenness, and there were traces of charm flowing out from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, without any trace of previous guilt and self-blame.
Well, humans are very complex animals.
There is both the sinking of desire and the glory of human nature.
In the transitional chapter, the daily life in Beijing is about to end, and the journey to becoming the king begins.
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