She squatted on the bow of the ship, looked into the cabin, and said slowly: "From now on, we no longer have rich clothes and fine food, we are just ordinary people in the neighborhood. We have to stay away from the palace, have no one to serve us, and run around for a living every day, meeting people who are not even officials."
You are a yamen servant, you are the grandson of the emperor, but you have to smile and say hello to me. When saliva comes to your face, you can only wipe it off yourself. Can you really live like this?"
The little grandson looked at her blankly.
He didn't understand.
This is just the path Dong Gong chose for this child. She thought. She said to her little grandson: "You stay with Mr. Hou first. If you figure it out, I will come to pick you up."
The little grandson nodded.
She originally wanted to row a boat to see her little grandson. She stepped majestically, and the boat rushed out like a fly, flashing a wave of silver water on the lake.
The little grandson's eyes widened and he cried out: "Yao Aiqing—Yao Aiqing—"
She was very proud, she had experience raising children.
How well she raised Xiaoshuang, Xiaoqiao and Xiaoshuang. She raised them so well that she no longer wanted to get married and raise children.
Because children are so tiring.
After taking my little grandson for almost a hundred laps on the lake, even the Qingluo female ghost felt she was exhausted.
On the shore, there were old prison guards and palace attendants spinning around anxiously.
The old eunuch was originally a confidant of the East Palace and was the most loyal to the little grandson. He grabbed the bow of the boat, hugged the little grandson, and nervously inspected and touched the little grandson's limbs.
She rolled her eyes. The palace people looked at her, Song Fei's female officer, with displeasure. She kidnapped the little grandson in the middle of the night, and she must have planned to murder her.
The little grandson waved his hand and gestured: "Daban, I just saw——"
She blinked and turned to leave.
In the pavilion near the corner gate of the Wenhua Hall, with plum blossoms on a moonlit night, the Marquis of Nankang in silver python robes sits.
She stood far away.
Mr. Hou stood up slowly and looked at her steadily.
He lifted up his front skirt, knelt under the pavilion, bowed his head and bowed to her.
She didn't move.
She knew that this was not because of the old grudge between Song Chengming and her, but because of her grandson.
The little grandson has two paths.
Whether he is following Nankang Hou or Cao Xiwan, he will follow whoever can make him survive.
Song Chengming is worried that because she resents him, she will not be devoted enough to her little grandson in the future?
He stood up and she stepped forward.
"If you follow me, I will beat him, scold him, deprive him of food, starve him, and lock him in a dark room. I will do it all." She said coldly, "If he doesn't listen to me, I will throw him away."
"..." Song Chengming smiled bitterly and nodded.
She was taking her little grandson with her, and if she didn't do anything right, something would happen. If Song Chengming refused the conditions, she could certainly refuse the same thing.
The Marquis gave another salute.
"You don't need to do this, Lord Marquis. I have to take half of Jin Yiwei's small treasury to bribe the eunuchs around King Zhao. I will also arrange for some people from the City Patrol Department. The Murong Family's Double Gun Gate is located near the mouth of the Hebei Canal.
Bailiyan's hometown is also in Shuntian Prefecture. The Xu family is also near the capital. It is safest for the little grandson to let these people with roots in the north stay in Jinling City and have errands."
"OK."
"Empress Song, if you want to remarry Prince Zhao, please agree."
Song Chengming was startled, and a look of extreme anger flashed in his eyes.
She looked at him coldly.
I knew that this person wanted Song Jiahui to die in the East Palace.
"No!" He flatly refused.
"Forget it." She turned and walked away, "I don't care about my grandson either."
She picked up her robe and went up to the corridor. She saw Xiuyun on the other side of the corridor, waiting for her on tiptoe among the plum branches and the shadow of the moon. She smiled and waved.
Song Chengming's patient voice came from behind: "Even if I agree, the empress herself will not agree! Her surname is Song, where will the whole family's face be shown?"
"Just follow Xiuyun." She turned around and looked at him, "Let the eldest lady change her surname to Lu. From now on, she will no longer be a daughter of the Song family."
The relocation household registration she prepared contains three sets of women named Lu, which are just right for use.
"...You mean, tell the outside world about your empress..."
"Dead. Died in the East Palace." She mused, "The Crown Prince and her were originally a couple. Moreover, the current situation. Prince Zhao has sent three letters, asking her to wait for him to pick her up."
Song Chengming's face turned ugly: "I can't be a royal concubine..."
Cao Xiwan was stunned and sighed: "Save your life and let's talk about it. In the future, there will definitely be a talent show. Let's enter the palace in the name of Lu Xiunv."
Song Chengming nodded silently.
Lu Xiuyun said in the corridor: "I have an invitation from the East Palace."
"yes."
On the way to the inner hall, she looked at Song Chengming's profile.
When something big happens, he will ruthlessly abandon Lou Boluan, who is of no use value, just like he abandoned her, Cao Xiwan.
She already knew it.
Is it sentimental? It must be sentimental.
But not worth mentioning.
This was the case for Song Chengming. It was the same for her, Cao Xiwan.
"You hate me in your heart?"
"I've poisoned you." She knew the current situation, so she didn't bother to elaborate, "Besides, I don't have any ambitions. I work in the yamen and get paid, and I live a good life. Besides, I am already the number one in the Netherworld.
I am dead. I have learned that only by appreciating blessings can I have a good death. I don’t feel pity if I don’t become the wife of a marquis or the wife of a duke.”
"Shuluan also wanted to practice the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld at that time." He said softly, "She had just found out that she was an adopted daughter at that time. She wanted to leave home to meet Duke Liang. But it was also because of this that she was uneasy. She didn't know why she did it easily.
give up."
She gave up because she felt that she was not as good as me, a little girl. Cao Xiwan thought.
In fact, the wife should not give up.
Lou Shuluan has such a life experience and such a situation. When her husband and father made a bet, wealth and honor will extend the blessings to their descendants.
If the bet is wrong, she will be the first to be sacrificed.
If she didn't have such qualifications, forget it, but she did.
Song Chengming shook his head: "That's not necessary. The Prince of Qin is practicing, so what if he reaches the eighth or ninth level? He's a little crazy. The Wusheng Powder given to him by Feng Junqing is ten times the amount."
She was speechless.
This is indeed the case. Practicing martial arts is too hard, and she only practices it to have food to eat. But Lou Shuluan does not.
Enter the inner hall of the East Palace.
She stood by the steps and listened to Marquis Nankang talking to Dong Gong about how his wife might have given poisonous toys to her own child.
For the sake of Mother Chen, she wanted to ask Lou Shuluan about this. She felt that there was a misunderstanding.
"Your Majesty is sick, and I found out that it was the Tang Dynasty King who sent gifts to the palace to take care of the concubines. But this thing is from Lou's Warehouse."
At that time, she listened silently.
She looked at Mr. Hou.
The Marquis robbed part of his wife's warehouse dowry and put it under the names of several scholars. Mother Chen asked her to inquire about this matter.
She asked Xiaoshuang to check the area around the Qinhuai River. Those properties were all in strategic locations along the river.
Hidden sentries can be built to monitor the Nanhe Hundred Household Station and the Riverside Hundred Household Station at the same time.
Ordinary people will not buy these properties at the same time.
Who instigated the Lou clan? If it wasn't Lou Shuluan, it was General Zhenxilou who really had a problem.
Mr. Hou, could it be that he has suspected his wife and is going to attack her?
Or, there are people from General Lou in Lou's warehouse, delivering news to King Zhao or King Qin. They are using his wife as a cover.
But she didn't ask.
She couldn't care about Lou Shuluan's affairs. She and Feng Junqing were fighting to the death.
This was the reason why Nankang Hou finally sued for peace with her.
"The day when King Zhao enters the city, it will be the time when King Qin will confer his head." He reported to the East Palace, "Everyone in the house of General Lou will be killed. Both of his daughters will be married to me. But one son is in the palace of King Qin and the other is in Zhao.
Wang Junzhong."
"..."
When she heard this, she thought, was Lou Shuluan the child who was sacrificed?
She thought, not because the wife was an adopted daughter, but even her own daughter would be sacrificed.
The little grandson also returned to the palace. He ran over and stopped again. Under the reminder of the palace people, he walked slowly like a young adult and suddenly saw her.