Chapter 1480 Queen Song: No matter what happens, right?
Chapter 1479 Queen Song: No matter what happens, right?
Rongguo Mansion, the courtyard where Ping'er is——
Outside the window, you can hear the cold wind whistling by, and the rugged mountains and rocks, with their cold white colors complementing each other, make people's eyes blazing.
Jia Heng was leaning on the side of the bed, looking down at Ping'er.
The beauty's black hair hangs down like a waterfall, along one side of her rosy face.
Ping'er's temperament is undoubtedly gentler and gentler, and he is completely obedient to his requests.
The mandarin duck on the other side had a look on his face that was clearly a little shy. He turned his pretty face away, with a slight blush on his plump face.
How come Ping'er, with his little hooves, doesn't see these things usually?
At this moment, Jia Heng's brows were frowning and relaxing, his eyes were a little distant, and his mind was vague and unpredictable for a while.
The lilacs are swirling, suddenly like a strong wind and a sudden rain, and suddenly like a gentle breeze and drizzle, which really makes people feel excited.
At this moment, Jia Heng took Yuanyang's slender hand, and under his sword-shaped brows, his eyes were as warm as the warm sun in early winter, and he said softly: "Yuanyang, the Zongren Mansion's Eryu spy list has been reported."
Yuanyang nodded, glanced at the beautiful cub with its head buried like a waterfall, and said with moist apricot eyes, "Uncle Heng, I have reported it before."
How did the prince do it? He was busy and talking to her about these serious things at the same time.
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "After two years, if you no longer want to wait around the old lady, go to the garden."
There seemed to be inexplicable shyness between Yuanyang's eyebrows. She pursed her slightly pink lips and said softly: "Uncle Heng, I'm used to this."
Jia Heng gently took Yuanyang's slender hand, stared at the duck-oval face with a few scattered freckles, caressed the girl's shoulder, came to the slightly moist lips, and suddenly held it, grabbing
Sweet and fragrant.
"Hmm~"
The mandarin duck is tall and straight, and under the tall Qiong nose, he snorted, and the duck-oval face, as white as snow, was as red as drunk, as if covered with a layer of crimson like clouds.
Immediately, the girl was immersed in the torrent of the river that the boy in the python suit was stirring.
Jia Heng gently caressed one of Yuanyang's round and fragrant shoulders, then stared at Ping'er who bowed his head for love, and said warmly: "Okay, stop working."
At this moment, Ping'er raised her head, and under her eyebrows, her bright eyes were as bright as water, and her eyes were as charming as silk, as if there were ripples in the clear waves of a river.
While speaking, he took one of Ping'er's arms and rushed towards her. He whispered a few words into the beauty's ear, which immediately aroused Ping'er's surprise: "Your Majesty, this...isn't the world out of order?"
Jia Heng said: "It's not like you didn't look at your grandma before."
Ping'er lowered her beautiful head with green hair like a waterfall, her pink cheeks were white and rosy, and she responded softly.
Yuanyang listened to the words of the two people on the side and secretly spat.
Ping'er's fair and jade-like face was flushed with blush, and she was extremely shy. Her fair, soft and slender hands sheathed the sword.
Jia Heng's eyebrows were raised, and he stared at the beauty with pink temples and clouds. She was condescending and wavered every step of the way.
Jia Heng looked at Yuanyang on the side and said softly: "Yuanyang, here you go."
While talking, he gently pulled one of Yuanyang's arms, caught Yuanyang, and asked, "What were you thinking about just now? Are you so lost in thought?"
"It's nothing." Yuanyang's duck-oval face with a few freckles could be seen as a faint blush appeared, and a beautiful head was nestled in the arms of the boy in the python suit.
This is the first time that Jin Yuanyang and his good sisters who have grown up together serve a man together.
Even with Yuanyang's bright and generous nature, it is inevitable that she feels shy and inexplicable at this moment.
At this moment, in the courtyard, gusts of biting and whistling cold wind were gently blowing among the rugged rocks, and from time to time, there were whistling sounds in twists and turns.
The lanterns under the eaves of the corridor swayed gently, making bursts of rustling sounds.
I don't know how long, under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, he looked at Yuanyang Heping'er who had collapsed into a ball with warm eyes, and a look of joy surged on his sweaty face.
Jin Yuanyang and Qiao Ping'er are indeed an indescribable combination.
"Uncle, it's getting late." At this moment, Ping'er's plump and delicate body was limp and turned into mud, and her fair-skinned face was as bright as the clouds. When she opened her mouth, her voice was sweet and soft, showing the melodious tone of an oriole's cry.
Delicate meaning.
Jia Heng raised his eyes and glanced at the vast sky outside, and said, "It's getting late. It's time to have lunch later."
While speaking, Jia Heng stood up, looked at Jin Yuanyang's white and rosy face beside him, stood up, and then put on a new set of clothes.
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Let’s not mention the conversation between Jia Heng and Ping Yuan in the back house for the time being, but talk about the city of Jing, Lu House——
This is the residence of Lu Li, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. The front hall and backyard are surrounded by green bamboos. Although it is early winter, it is still green and full of smoke.
The green bamboos are beautiful and straight, rising steadily. As a literati, I love these plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums the most.
In the outer study——
Lu Li wore a colorful Sichuan brocade robe and sat on a pearwood chair with a backrest. His calm, fair face was full of solemnity.
On a pearwood chair at the bottom, Hu Ke gave Fu Shaoji, with a worried look on his face, and said: "Xueshi Lu, the emperor abolished his direct descendants and established concubines, which is the way to bring disaster. Xueshi Lu, we and the disciples of the saints
The emperor should be advised to protect the principles."
Lu Li showed a thoughtful look on his face and said: "The King of Wei has no children, and there is no unified inheritance, which is really detrimental to the country. There is a certain reason for the emperor to establish the King of Chu because of his elders."
Gu Qiyuan, the censor of Jiangxi Province, frowned and said in a low voice: "Then there is also King Liang. His Majesty's move is puzzling."
Lu Li nodded and said: "Not only King Liang, the eighth prince Chen Ze is the son of a noble concubine. He is talented, quick and eager to learn. I think the Holy One can definitely appoint the eighth prince as his direct descendant. Why is this?"
Gu Qiyuan frowned and said loudly: "The Eighth Prince is still young after all, so he may not be able to control the current situation in the court."
"As long as you choose a minister who cares about your life, these are not big things." Lu Li said with piercing eyes under his thick eyebrows.
He is the eighth prince's teacher and will one day be an emperor's teacher. He may not be able to join the cabinet and govern.
This was the highest dream of the literati at this time, which was to join the cabinet and rule the world.
Gu Qiyuan nodded and said: "Scholar Lu, should we wait for the memorial to invite the Eighth Prince Chen Ze to take over the East Palace?"
Lu Li said softly: "This matter is not easy to deal with for the time being, but we can ask Ke Daoguang to submit a memorial and test the goings-on in the palace. Now that both sides of Kunning Palace are not relying on each other, they may not be happy to see this happen."
At this moment, the Eighth Prince Chen Ze is already twelve years old. Strictly speaking, he cannot be regarded as a young child. He is already qualified to shoulder the responsibility of the country.
Several people agreed.
So, just like this, in the next few days, the imperial censors in Beijing wrote letters one after another. This time, compared to the fatal point that the King of Wei had no children, the eighth prince Chen Ze was completely unobjectionable.
His mother was the daughter of a noble concubine, and she was much more noble than the King of Chu.
Palace Garden, Funing Palace
Imperial Concubine Duanrong, dressed in a gorgeous dress and with a lush bun, was sitting on a soft couch covered with a mattress, with a somewhat inexplicable look on her face.
"It's all right, why is there a public opinion in the capital about Ze'er's accession to the throne?" Concubine Duanrong frowned, her beautiful eyes sparkling like water, and said in a low voice.
Princess Xianning, whose lower belly was swollen into a ball, nodded and said: "Mother, concubine, this must be secretly adding fuel to the flames, in order to shake the father's desire to abolish the direct line and establish a concubine."
In the past few days, as Emperor Chongping moved to the study in Hanyuan Hall, the palaces in the harem probably learned that Emperor Chongping had planned to make King Chu his crown prince.
Concubine Duanrong's face, which was as white as jade, looked dazed for a moment, and said softly: "Concubine, I think of someone."
Princess Xianning looked surprised and asked curiously: "Who is the mother-in-law talking about?"
"Lu Li, the bachelor of Hanlin Academy, because of his outstanding knowledge, his mother and concubine didn't ask him to teach knowledge. Maybe it was the clear flow he initiated that aroused this public opinion?" Duanrong, the concubine's charming eyebrows, were shining with beautiful eyes.
Like water, he said softly.
Princess Xianning frowned, her beautiful eyes filled with memories, and said: "Earlier, he taught his eighth brother some knowledge of using culture to control military affairs. After being reprimanded by his father, he no longer allowed him to teach his eighth brother.
My younger brother already has moral knowledge, why are you still teaching your eighth younger brother?”
Concubine Duanrong said: "This has happened for several years. No one is a saint, and no one can make mistakes. There is no scholar in the Imperial Academy who can surpass him."
Princess Xianning nodded and said: "Now, as expected, another moth has arisen. He clearly wants to be the emperor's master. This is why such public opinion has arisen. How should the mother-in-law treat the mother-in-law?"
Concubine Duanrong said softly: "Your mother's side is like this now, maybe..."
At the end of the sentence, the beauty seemed to realize something. She licked her slightly pink lips, and there was a hint of unnaturalness in her eyes.
Obviously, the recent sudden rise of public opinion about Shilin in Beijing also made this noble concubine quite tempted.
In fact, there is no mother who does not hope that her son will succeed. However, because of the face of her own sister, Concubine Duanrong gave up this inappropriate thought early in the morning.
At this moment, a brightly-dressed palace maid came in from outside the palace. Her voice was charming and charming, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, the Queen is here."
After a while, I saw a plump, graceful beauty, surrounded by palace maids, entering the palace with graceful steps. Her plump face was as bright as the clouds under the light of the lamp.
"Sister." Concubine Duanrong stood up, bowed to Empress Song, and said softly.
Under the beautiful eyebrows of Queen Song, her beautiful eyes looked at Concubine Duanrong with complicated eyes, and she said softly: "Sister, please get up."
While she was talking, the beauty sat down gently and said softly: "Sister, have you heard the buzzing things outside?"
Under the slender eyebrows, Concubine Duanrong looked at Empress Song with her beautiful eyes like water, and said softly: "Sister, I just told Xianning that the official in the previous dynasty, Duan Duan, how could he turn the fire to Ze?"
My son has a fever."
The beauty said softly: "This is actually not a bad idea."
Concubine Duanrong: "???"
Under Princess Xianning's curved and beautiful eyebrows, her beautiful eyes are clear and full of curiosity.
Empress Song was silent for a moment, her beautiful eyes were soft and glistening, and she said softly: "For the sake of the Han Dynasty, your Majesty did not pass it on to Ran'er, which is understandable. Wei'er has a reckless temperament. Your Majesty will consider it."
It’s nothing, it’s just that my sister’s son, Ze’er, is talented, kind and honest, so he is a suitable candidate.”
At this moment, Queen Song endured the grievance in her heart and forced a smile.
Hearing these words, Concubine Duanrong's crystal jade face as white as snow suddenly changed, and she whispered: "Sister, why do you say this?"
Empress Song gently took Concubine Duanrong's delicate hand and said softly: "Sister, in this situation, it is really not up to you and me to make the decision. My sister has been in the palace for more than ten years and has raised children for Your Majesty, but she has ended up in this situation.
, sister, are you willing?"
Well, in fact, Concubine Duanrong had nothing to be unwilling to do, because even if the two kings of Wei and Liang were granted great honors, her own son would not be left behind.
Of course, compared to the King of Chu, the two kings of Wei and Liang had to be closer to Concubine Duanrong when they ascended the throne.
Imperial Concubine Duanrong's face paled slightly, and there was a hint of worry in her shining eyes. She said softly: "Sister, what are you going to do?"
Empress Song whispered: "Sister, the two of us will go to see His Majesty together."
Concubine Duanrong: "..."
Sister, are you crazy? Lidong Palace is a major event in the world, and the harem is forcing each other?
In fact, it is not uncommon in history for concubines to cry and fuss in front of emperors, causing some soft-hearted emperors to waver.
"What is your Majesty's temper? I don't know, sister, so why would you make yourself uncomfortable like this?" Concubine Duanrong hesitated for a moment and said softly.
Under the beautiful willow eyebrows of Empress Song, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she said: "Sister, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Now, if you don't advance, you will retreat. My sister wants to wait until the concubine ascends the throne, and I and I
My sister is enjoying her old age in the harem."
Concubine Duanrong's face paused slightly, and she said softly: "If Your Majesty is so angry when you are forced to go to the palace like this, I'm afraid it will be the fury of thunder."
After all, they had been husband and wife for many years, and both Empress Song and Concubine Duanrong knew Emperor Chongping's fortitude and decisive temper.
Empress Song's face was as pale as paper, her nose was sore, her beautiful eyes were about to cry, and there seemed to be sparkling waves, and she said softly: "You and I have served you with all our hearts for many years. Your Majesty is still angry like this. It's just that my sisters have misjudged the person."
That’s all.”
Why is her life so miserable?
Concubine Duanrong's jade face as crystal clear as snow was startled for a moment, and she said with concern: "Sister."
Under the willow brows of the Song Dynasty, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water, and she said softly: "Wait a moment, we will go over and see His Majesty, and propose that Ze'er be established as the Crown Prince of the East Palace before the edict is issued."
Princess Xianning's face was full of worry and she said: "Queen Mother, Father, don't let Long Yan be so angry."
This will cause big trouble.
Empress Song said: "Do you have to pierce the flesh with the awl and not even cry out in pain?"
She should at least let His Majesty know that she, Song Tian, is not someone to be manipulated at will.
The next best thing is to make Chen Ze his direct descendant. Besides, that person is suspicious by nature, so if she doesn't respond at all, it will arouse his suspicion even more.
When Princess Xianning heard this, her clear eyes were as bright as water under her thin willow eyebrows, and she said softly: "Mother, please discuss this matter with your husband."
Empress Song nodded and said softly: "He has met your father before, so he probably still listens to your father."
That little fox knows how to take advantage. When has he ever done anything to help? I'm afraid it was only on her.
In this way, Empress Song took Concubine Duanrong's arm and headed towards the study room in Hanyuan Hall.
Hanyuan Hall, inner study room
In the inner compartment, Emperor Chongping was lying on a soft couch covered with bedding, his cheeks were sunken, and his whole body was gradually enveloped by an aura of sadness and dying.
In the warm copper basin with a roaring fire, steam can be seen steaming, accompanied by the fragrance of herbs, which is refreshing.
At this moment, a young eunuch entered the hall and said softly: "Your Majesty, the Queen and the Concubine are outside the hall asking to see Your Majesty."
Emperor Chongping looked surprised for a moment, and then said in a weak voice: "Dai Quan, just tell me that I have rested and asked the queen to return to Kunning Palace."
Zitong came here at this time, presumably for the purpose of establishing the crown prince in the East Palace.
After hearing the words, Dai Quan turned around and left without saying a word. He walked out of the palace and stared at the gorgeous Empress Song with her beautiful cloud bun and the concubine Duanrong who had an unworldly temperament and was cold and bright.
"Empress, Your Majesty has rested." Dai Quan said softly with a look of embarrassment on his fair face.
At this moment, Empress Song's crystal jade face was as pale as paper. She gritted her teeth and said softly: "I will go in and see Your Majesty."
Just when Dai Quan was about to stop him, he saw the female official push him away. However, Empress Song held Concubine Duanrong's delicate hand and walked into the palace.
I was shocked and thought to myself: "Oh no, something big is going to happen today."
On this side of the chamber, Empress Song and Concubine Duanrong entered the palace, bypassing a bamboo and wood screen made of glass mica. As soon as they entered the inner chamber, they felt the strong smell of herbal medicine blowing towards their faces.
"Ahem..."
Accompanied by a hoarse cough and a weak voice.
"Is Zitong here?" Emperor Chongping called, but his voice was extremely calm, without the anger of being disturbed.
In other words, in the last moments of his life, this middle-aged emperor felt a little guilty towards Empress Song.
Empress Song looked at the dying middle-aged emperor lying on the bed. His jade face, as crystal clear as snow, was slightly moved, and she choked with sobs: "Your Majesty."
After saying that, he walked closer, sat down on an embroidered pier covered with mats, and held Emperor Chongping's withered plain hand.
As soon as I touched it, I felt cold to the bone, and I was shocked.
In other words, he was infected by the death energy in Emperor Chongping.
The so-called rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and people's hearts are filled with compassion.
Under the willow eyebrows of Queen Song, her crystal clear eyes were slightly moist, and she asked with concern: "Your Majesty, has your dragon body gotten better these past two days?"
After all, Empress Song did not fall out, but still decided to use softness to overcome strength, trying to influence Emperor Chongping.
Feeling the beauty's care, Emperor Chongping also felt a little guilty in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Zitong, my time is short, and I feel that the one I am most sorry for is you."
Queen Song's heart trembled and she asked: "Why did your Majesty say this?"
Emperor Chongping said: "I originally wanted to make the King of Wei the crown prince, but the Han Dynasty did not allow it, and my ancestors did not allow it. However, in the end, I was less fortunate."
At this moment, Emperor Chongping was finally explaining to Empress Song, or in other words, the frail old dragon was explaining the relationship between husband and wife of more than twenty years.
At this moment, Queen Song finally couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty, why can't Wei'er be established as the East Palace?"
"The King of Liang was narrow-minded and impetuous, making it difficult for him to rule the world." Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment and then said.
Empress Song's jade cheeks were as white as snow and as rosy as clouds, and her voice contained a hint of sobs as she said, "The concubine has no choice but to follow His Majesty."
Emperor Chongping said: "Zitong, I have already made arrangements for the funeral. I will allow Zitong to spend his old age peacefully and live up to the friendship between husband and wife."
Queen Yongli of the Song Dynasty looked pale and said softly: "Your Majesty, Concubine Rong's sister also has a son, Ze'er, who is not too young. I see that I am talented, talented, and talented, so I can join
Lord East Palace."
Emperor Chongping shook his head and said softly: "Ze'er is young after all, and his character is undecided. It will be difficult to resolve complicated situations in the future."
In fact, when Emperor Chongping came, he did not want his young master to come to the court anymore, and the Song family and Jia Heng were in charge of state affairs.
Queen Song's eyes flickered darkly, and she was silent for a moment.
Nothing works, right?
The friendship between husband and wife for many years is just words? Why can't you think about her?
Emperor Chongping's voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Concubine Rong is here too."
At this moment, Concubine Duanrong's jade face was as red as drunkenness, her bright eyes seemed to be shining with tears, and she said in a choked voice: "Your Majesty, I am here."
Emperor Chongping said: "Ze'er is a good person, but he has a weak temperament. If I hold on for a few more years, I can train him more, but now..."
Empress Song's face was as pale as paper, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, is there nothing we can do?"
Emperor Chongping's voice was slightly indifferent and he said: "I am both a father and the emperor of Han Dynasty. Zitong, please don't force me any more."
He is already old and does not want to be alone again before leaving.
When Empress Song heard this, her delicate body trembled, and she clenched the handkerchief tightly. She looked at the middle-aged emperor with sunken cheeks, and her beautiful eyes filled with complex colors.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
Emperor Chongping nodded and said softly: "Zitong, I'm tired. You and Concubine Rong can go down and have a rest."
With that said, he called Dai Quan and said: "Dai Quan, send the queen and concubine away."
Dai Quan responded softly, came to Empress Song and said, "Your Majesty."
Queen Song's expression changed, she took a deep look at Emperor Chongping and said, "I, my concubine, retire."
At this point, the relationship between husband and wife is over!
She, Song Tian, will never admit defeat!
Concubine Duanrong on the side glanced at Empress Song, then helped Empress Song, who stood up suddenly and staggered, out of Kunning Palace.
Just as the footsteps of the two concubines leaving gradually faded away.
Emperor Chongping sighed and said: "Dai Quan, send internal guards to blockade Kunning Palace and Funing Palace, and no outsiders are allowed to enter or exit."
Dai Quan was shocked when he heard this and said, "Your Majesty, isn't this a bit..."
This is tantamount to controlling the queen and concubines and preventing them from affecting the inheritance of the throne.
"Go." Emperor Chongping's hoarse, rough voice seemed to contain a sense of refusal, almost full of determination.
Before the King of Chu established him as the Eastern Palace, he needed to escort the new king.
After thinking for a while, he added: "Let the cabinet formulate a decree as soon as possible, appoint the King of Chu as the crown prince, and issue an edict to the world, and the envoys of Xian will hear about it."
When Dai Quan heard this, his face became solemn and he said: "I obey the order."