Chapter 1538 Zhen Qing: The throne belongs to Jier, no one can take it away!
Chapter 1537 Zhen Qing: The throne belongs to Jier, no one can take it away!
Palace Garden,Kunning Palace
Zhen Qing wore a plain dress with wide sleeves and sat down on a soft couch. Her face, which was like a hibiscus jade face, was still stained with tears, and her beautiful eyes, which were sparkling with water, were undoubtedly filled with tears due to many days of crying.
Red and swollen like peach.
After a while, a tall female official came quickly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Prince Wei wishes to see you."
Zhen Qing's willow eyebrows were as curved as willow leaves, her face as cold as frost, her face paused, her eyes were as bright as water, and she said delicately: "Xuan."
After a while, I saw the young man in python suit walking quickly. Under Zhen Qing's green-feathered Chunshan black eyebrows, her charming and flowing eyes were slightly moist, seeming to contain some delicate meaning, and she said softly
: "Why did you go and come back?"
Didn't this bastard just go see the demon queen, and now he knows she's back?
Jia Heng's eyebrows were curved, his face paused slightly, and he said softly: "There are a few things I want to discuss with you."
Zhen Qing's face paused slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise, and she said, "What's the matter?"
Jia Heng glanced at the female officials serving on the left and right, and said softly: "Queen, please step aside."
Although he no longer has any scruples in the palace, outside he still has to pay attention to his reputation.
When Zhen Qing heard this, a bright red blush gradually appeared on her beautiful and plump face.
This enemy, what is he going to do?
However, the man had been assassinated, so she didn't have to worry about his sudden return.
Just like that, the beauty stepped away from the female officials who were waiting on her left and right. The plump and round millstone left the soft couch covered with mattress and walked quickly towards the warm pavilion in the inner room.
At this moment, in the warm pavilion of the side hall, the gorgeous beauty stared at the young man in the python suit and asked: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Just like that, Jia Heng stepped forward quickly, took Zhen Qing's slender hand, and said hesitantly: "Don't have any more arguments with Kunning Palace these days."
Zhen Qing sneered and said, "I don't bother to pay attention to her now."
Zhen Qing said, looking at Jia Heng suspiciously, and asked: "You are so good, why do you mention this again?"
Jia Heng's face became silent for a moment and said, "The people at Funing Palace want Luo'er to ascend the throne."
When Zhen Qing heard this, her fair and jade cheeks with snow-skinned skin were suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and there was a coldness in her eyes, and she said in a cold voice: "She really wants to be blind.
Got it!"
Jia Heng was speechless for a while.
At this moment, Zhen Qing suddenly stared at Jia Heng, her beautiful eyes contained a bit of sarcastic coldness, and asked forcefully: "Luo'er, is he your child too?"
This bastard has always been romantic and ridiculous, so Luo'er must be his child!
Otherwise, how could Hao Duanrui say anything about putting Luo'er on the throne?
Jia Heng did not deny it evasively this time, and said: "There is another hidden story in this matter."
Zhen Qing's beautiful face was a little colder, and she said angrily: "What other secrets could there be? If not you just got interested, what else could there be?"
Jia Heng's face paused slightly, and he said warmly: "I can't explain this matter clearly in just a few words. I can only say that it was a mistake."
Zhen Qing said coldly: "Is there anything else you can't explain? Now tell me, what will Jie'er and I do?"
Jia Heng said: "Okay, don't be so stubborn anymore. Now that you are in the harem together, don't be too messy."
Zhen Qing's eyebrows were curved, and there was an inexplicable sarcasm in her beautiful eyes. She said coldly: "I tell you that it is okay to live in harmony, but her son must not get involved in the throne!"
As the beauty spoke, there seemed to be a surge of evil energy lingering on her bright and elegant face.
This bastard dares to do such nonsense, she must make him look good!
Jia Heng raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Jie'er's appointment as the crown prince has been recognized by the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty. This is unlikely."
Zhen Qing's face paused slightly, and she snorted coldly from her delicate and straight nose. A cold light shone in her eyes as she said, "I'm sorry you don't dare either."
As she spoke, Zhen Qing came forward, hugged Jia Heng's neck, and moved closer. Along with the fragrant fragrance, Jia Heng felt the softness.
When Jia Heng heard this, his eyes flickered, and an inexplicable and strange feeling inevitably surged in his mind.
Since Zhen Qing became the Queen Mother, she has become more and more anti-Tiangang.
In other words, the beauty is called the Queen of the Middle Palace, and her aura is much different than before.
After a while, Zhen Qing's delicate face was filled with rose-red aura. She stared at the young man in the python suit and said, "I have been a widow for the past few years."
As he said that, he took Jia Heng's hand and while talking, he entered the warm pavilion covered with light yellow curtains on all sides. The furnishings were antique and the sandalwood in the animal head incense cage burned with ice and salt, exuding a fragrant fragrance that made people feel relaxed and happy.
Zhen Qing's plump and bright jade cheeks were as red as a blush. She was sitting astride the boy in the python suit, and the green silk above her head was fluttering in the wind.
The bridge of her straight, white nose was covered with beads of sweat, and her face, as white as snow, became increasingly rosy.
Zhen Qing's silver hairpin stuck between her lush hair and the dangling tassels swayed gently.
Zhen Qing, on the other side of the room, was condescending, with her beautiful eyebrows raised, and her charming and flowing eyes slightly moist, with a sharp and cold aura surrounding her body, and she said: "I will tell you,
The throne belongs to Jier, no one can take it away!"
Jia Heng felt helpless, but he just didn't respond. He raised his eyes and looked at the light yellow curtain above, and thought to himself that he might not be able to hide the matter of sleeping on the dragon bed from Zhen Qing for too long.
Throughout history, there have been endless incidents of such filthy affairs, and it seems that he is not the least of them.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhen Qing's beautiful willow eyebrows were as curved as black and she was slightly delicate, and her face, which was as white as snow, was clearly as red as drunkenness.
At this moment, on the majestic and majestic palace with red walls and black tiles, the sunlight shines finely on the glazed tiles, making the stream of light shine and shine.
On top of the splendid glass screen, the beautiful woman who is being turned back and forth is like a small boat, gently rocking the oar. It can be seen that there are circles of ripples on the lake, and then it seems that a strong wind and rain suddenly hit the lotus.
Above, the lotus root is fragrant.
I don't know how long it took, but the sweat on Jia Heng's forehead was almost as dense as soybeans. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhen Qing, whose face was as rosy as clouds, and said: "Don't let anyone go to Kunning Palace to cause trouble during this period of time."
Zhen Qing snorted softly, with charming waves on her brows and eyes, and asked: "I don't know why you care about that old woman. Is it good for that old woman to have me?"
When Jia Heng heard this, he felt a little strange and inexplicable.
What is an old woman?
Well, if you look at it from Zhen Qing's perspective, Tian Niuer is indeed an older woman in her early thirties.
Zhen Qing's plump and lovely face was as red as drunkenness. Then, while speaking, she leaned her hot face against the young man's blazing chest and listened to the young man's strong heartbeat.
"After Jie'er ascends the throne, I will ask Jie'er to make you a prince and assist in the government." Zhen Qing's cold, bright face was blazing red and she whispered.
The beauty did not blindly use her secret skills to win over Jia Heng, nor did she forget to provide Jia Heng with various benefits, or use this method to exchange for Jia Heng not to make Chen Luo, the son of Empress Song, the emperor.
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Jia Heng hugged the slender hand on Zhen Qing's shoulder, and the palm could be seen full of plumpness, but his bright eyes seemed to be thinking.
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If he is made a prince and assists the government, the cabinet will be even more frightened, thinking that his next step will be to abdicate.
But for his contribution to being supported by two generations of emperors, it is not too much to reward him with a prince.
However, this matter needs to be properly ceded to the cabinet, otherwise it is very likely to cause a group of civil servants to attack and the wave of opposition will continue.
As for the approach of completely ignoring the opinions of cabinet ministers and blindly imposing pressure, it is actually unwise, because there are many affairs in the world and civil servants are still needed to help manage them.
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After a while, it was almost noon, and the blazing sunlight filtered through the red-lacquered window lattice and sparsely fell on a lacquered wooden table. The brush hanging on the pen holder cast a shadow of the brush on the rice paper.
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "It's getting late, so we should go back early."
Zhen Qing's face, which was as white as snow, was as red as the clouds. The strands of green hair clung to her temples with sweat, and beads of sweat were rolling down her beautiful neck.
Jia Heng looked for a python robe made of black and red satin and embroidered with gold and red silk threads. He put it on and looked at Zhen Qing, who was as soft as a silkworm, with a strange expression on his face. His thoughts were incomprehensible.
Zhen Qing's delicate, straight nose seemed to snort slightly because of it, and whispered: "Go, Jie'er and Qianqian have been talking about you these past few days, so you should come and visit from time to time."
Jia Heng raised his eyebrows, his clear eyes flickered, he responded softly, and without saying anything else, he quickly left the palace.
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Divine Capital City, Ningguo Mansion, in the outer study room——
Under Chen Xiao's curved eyebrows, his eyes were like a rainbow sword. He sat behind a lacquered wooden table, separated by a lacquered wooden table, and was playing Go with Gu Ruoqing opposite.
The small green clay stove nearby was steaming, and wisps of aroma floated out from the spout.
Gu Ruoqing, who was as beautiful as a waterfall, nodded, her snow-skinned jade face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist and frost, and she said softly: "The situation should be settled now."
Under Chen Xiao's beautiful brows, her clear eyes were full of indifference, and she said softly: "It's almost decided."
Gu Ruoqing put down a soft and slightly polished black chess piece, his bright eyes flashed brightly, and he said warmly: "Then what does he advocate? Is it Xing Yihuo's story, or is he trying to emulate the Cao family and the Sima family?"
Chen Xiao shook her head, as beautiful as a waterfall, with a thoughtful look in her eyes, and said, "It's hard to say now."
In today's Han Dynasty, it seems that Jia Heng has the upper hand and is absolutely in control of the court situation, but the cabinet ministers and civil servants will never sit back and watch Jia Heng usurp the Han Dynasty and establish himself.
In other words, under the rule of Emperor Taizu, Taizong, Renzong, and Xianzong, the Han Dynasty, which had been in peace for a hundred years, had people's hearts favoring the Han people and the world was at peace.
Without experiencing the baptism of a series of political events and even the mythical propaganda about Jia Heng, it would be impossible for Jia Heng to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Of course, Jia Heng had previously promoted the planting of sweet potatoes and led troops to annihilate Liaodong because of his efforts to quell civil unrest in the Central Plains.
While the two were talking, the maid's delicate and soft voice came from outside, saying: "I have met the prince."
While he was talking, he saw the young man in the python suit walking quickly into the hall. Chen Xiao looked at the young man in the python suit with a calm face and sharp eyes, and asked in surprise: "Are you back?"
Jia Heng said: "I'm back."
"What did the palace say when calling you over?" Chen Xiao looked surprised and asked.
Jia Heng sat down and said, "I just asked about the Prince of the East Palace. Things in the palace are complicated now, and I didn't say anything else."
At this moment, Gu Ruoqing came closer, picked up a blue and white porcelain teapot on the coffee table, took several tea cups, and poured a cup of tea.
Chen Xiao nodded and whispered: "Now that the guards in the palace have been replaced by your people, you don't need anyone to help you look out."
Jia Heng said: "Should we watch the wind, we should watch the wind."
Chen Xiao frowned, snorted coldly, and glanced at the boy in the python suit angrily.
Chen Xiao suddenly looked at the young man in the python suit and said: "At noon today, several cabinet ministers in the palace sent a young scribe, saying that the cabinet has something to call you for discussion."
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his eyes seemed to flicker, and he said thoughtfully, "It seems that the movements in the past two days have scared several cabinet ministers."
Chen Xiao said: "The troops from the three parties, including the Beijing Camp, Jinyi Mansion, and the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, are all in Shenjing. It's no wonder that the ministers in the cabinet are inexplicably frightened."
Jia Heng nodded, picked up the blue and white porcelain tea cup on the side, took a sip of the tea, and said in a low voice: "When this is an emergency, nothing else can scare Xiaoxiao, guard the emperor's palace, and the cabinet is here, there should be nothing
It can be said.”
Chen Xiao nodded, her clear eyes flickered, and she whispered: "After this period of time has passed, there will be a flood of impeachments from the civil servants. How do you plan to deal with it?"
Jia Heng said: "If you blindly adopt the strategy of killing and intimidating scholars, it will have little effect and will easily make the world's scholars hostile. You still need to cultivate your own scholars."
This is what powerful ministers have always done, but some powerful ministers often cultivate a group of young scholars, while some elite civil servants will go against the powerful ministers to gain fame.
The key is that we must cultivate our own community of interests to form a mighty and irresistible trend. At that time, there were great Confucians from Jiangnan who interpreted scriptures for him and demonstrated the legitimacy of his establishment on behalf of the Han Dynasty.
Chen Xiao nodded and said, "That's good."
After Jia Heng said this, he didn't say much else. He sipped the steaming tea in the blue and white porcelain tea cup and began to think about his thoughts.
At the same time, in Shenjing City, there is a mansion in the southwest corner of Ningkangfang, the residence of Lu Li, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.
At this moment, it was early summer, the weather in June was already a bit hot and noisy, and the Lu family had already used ice cubes. As the ice cubes completely melted, the indoor temperature became much lower.
The Lu family is also a descendant of Jiangnan farming and education. Under its rule, there are thousands of hectares of fertile land and the clan is prosperous.
Lu Li sat behind a lacquered wooden table, and several colleagues around him sat on pearwood chairs beside the coffee table. Hot tea could be seen rising from the coffee table, and the aroma was floating on it.
"Xueshi Lu, traces of Prince Wei's rebellion have appeared. The Jing camp, the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, and the three yamen of Jinyi Mansion are all under his name. It is obvious that his ambitions are too big." Among them, one has a slightly white beard and hair.
The elderly censor, his brows seemed to be furrowed into the character "Chuan", and he whispered.
Lu Li raised his eyebrows, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and shouted: "The ministers in the cabinet did not know the benefits before, and relied on jackals, tigers and leopards not to eat meat. No doubt they are just dreaming!"
One of the censors, who had a young and fair face, pondered for a long time and said: "Xueshi Lu, Prince Wei now has all the power. In terms of the cabinet, can the elders restrain his ambition?"
"The country has been raising scholars for a hundred years. If there are really traitors who cause harm to the country and the people, everyone will find them and punish them!" Lu Li said in a cold voice with a faint aura appearing between his brows and eyes, and a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
Several young colleagues around him nodded and said warmly: "What Academician Lu said is true. If the rebellious ministers and traitors really do bad things, we have been taught by the Holy Spirit and will never allow them to do evil."
Lu Li's face was as gloomy as iron, with a cold look in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "In the past few days, you and I have been writing memorials to put pressure on the cabinet. We must not allow our relatives to monopolize power and bring trouble to the government!"
Everyone present heard this and said yes one after another.