Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law reconcile with concubine Mu Gui
Mrs. Bei Jinghou came to her senses not long after she was sent back to the mansion. However, she was so upset by my willfulness that she couldn't get off the stage. She was determined to call the matchmaker to come to the princess's mansion to cancel the engagement. Murong Qingfeng begged in every possible way to no avail, so she had to stay in the room.
Kneeling outside the door, I knelt all night long.
After all, she felt sorry for her son, but she couldn't help it, so she could only make concessions. Not only did she give up the idea of breaking off the engagement, but she also never mentioned the matter of concubinage again.
In fact, there is really nothing wrong with her when talking about this matter. All wealthy families in feudal society behave like this. On the contrary, I am lacking in my actions and contradicting my future mother-in-law. In a big way, it is disrespectful and is one of the seven things.
It is not unfair to be divorced...
Sometimes being a lowly person does not mean weakness, but rather retreat in order to advance, so I quickly asked Chunzhu to prepare a gift for me and sent it to Beijinghou Mansion. Mrs. Beijinghou came down the steps and looked much better.
I accepted the gift and returned some snacks made by myself.
This confrontation between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is officially over. Although there was a lot of fuss, fortunately Murong Qingfeng is a general person and is not like the giant babies in modern society who follow the arrangements of their parents. But after all, he is the reincarnation of Yin Zhichuan. Although
He is not as smooth and shrewd as his previous life, but his IQ is not that low either.
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The days have returned to the usual calm. I still eat fast, chant Buddhist scriptures, and occasionally play chess with Murong Qingfeng. I see the bamboos at the foot of the mountain turning yellow and green, and I feel a bit like "there are no Jiazi in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don't know the year."
But the palace was turned upside down. The prince passed away, the East Palace was empty, and various factions in the court began to jump up and down. The old ministers earnestly persuaded the emperor to appoint another prince, and the papers were presented to the imperial court like snowflakes. The emperor's brows became more and more wrinkled day by day.
The day was getting tight, but there was still no response to the matter. The eldest prince could not hold back his strength, so he teamed up with his uncle, Xue Taiwei, who was a veteran of three dynasties, and led troops into the palace from Dongzhimen in an attempt to force the palace to usurp the throne. Fortunately, Shen Nanfeng led
The soldiers and horses from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing arrived, and a bloody storm was avoided. The emperor praised Shen Nanfeng, but he said that the matter was all due to the third prince's ability to predict events. He had long been aware of the eldest prince's evil intentions and sent capable personnel to monitor him.
He also ordered himself to be on standby at any time, so that he could be rescued in time. The emperor nodded appreciatively and rewarded the two of them with many gold, silver and jewels.
The disciples of Shen Shangshu received his instructions and took the opportunity to write a letter praising the third prince and suggesting that he be made the prince. The emperor was furious in the court: "You are so anxious to establish the prince, do you think my time is approaching?"
The ministers were so angry that they did not dare to utter a word. After the emperor was furious, he kept the emperor's message in silence. He did not agree to make the third prince a crown prince, but he uncovered the case of his late mother and concubine and handed it over to the Zongren Mansion for a new trial.
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There was an injustice in Concubine Mu's case. It didn't take long for the clan government to get to the bottom of the matter and find out the concubine who was behind the scenes. Concubine Mu was avenged and her coffin was moved to the Imperial Concubine Cemetery in the western suburbs.
, on the day the coffin was laid, the emperor and the three princes went to express their condolences.
He was valued by the emperor, and the third prince's character and intelligence were far superior to those of the other princes. The only stain he had was now washed away, so everyone in the court turned against him one after another. Seeing that the situation was over, the other princes stopped making unnecessary struggles, and they all said that the third prince would follow his lead.
, so although there is no edict, the third prince is already the quasi-prince.
The emperor who had found a suitable heir had a lot of burdens lifted off his shoulders. Every day he would recruit the third prince to the royal study to help him handle government affairs. The smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger day by day, but his body was getting worse day by day. After entering the winter, it became even worse.
Things were getting worse. The imperial doctors were guarding me day and night, and precious medicinal materials were continuously brought into the palace, but they were unable to save me. In the spring of the second year after I entered Ci'an Temple, I passed away.