inspire-indiana Chapter 1506: Prince Wei is bound to be ruined!
Chapter 1506: Prince Wei is bound to be ruined!
Chapter 1506: Prince Wei is bound to be ruined!
Time flies, passing by like water.
Before we knew it, it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month of the 19th year of Chongping. The next day was New Year's Eve, but many of the households in the Shenjing city, as well as the shops lining the streets, hung up white banners, shrouding the city in an atmosphere of national mourning.
Palace Garden, Kunning Palace
Queen Song was dressed in white mourning clothes and sat on a soft couch covered with a mattress. Not far away, her two children, Chen Qianqian and Chen Luo, were talking.
In this way, a few days passed, and the sadness and resentment in Queen Song's heart undoubtedly dissipated a lot at this moment.
The beauty picked up a blue book in her hand. Her eyes were bright as water under her dark eyebrows, and a feeling of hidden hatred arose in her heart.
At this moment, a female official with a slender and beautiful figure and pale as paper walked quickly into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Rong is here."
As they were talking, Concubine Duanrong walked into the warm room and asked, "Sister, how are you?"
While the beauty was talking, she stood up and said, "Sister, you are here?"
Concubine Duanrong responded softly, saying, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve."
Queen Song's face showed a trace of loss, and she said with emotion: "Yes, after New Year's Eve, it will be the first year of Jianxing."
The Chongping era that belonged to Song Tian was over.
At this moment, the beautiful lady couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Concubine Duanrong's beautiful face was filled with worry. She said, "Sister, there has been no imperial decree to honor you as the Empress Dowager in the past few days. Could it be that the new emperor has no such intention?"
Queen Song's expression was gloomy and hard to read. Her voice was a little cold as she said, "I'm afraid he has already thought of deposing me and enthroning his mother."
Concubine Duanrong frowned and said, "Sister, he will eventually have to consider the outside world's views."
Queen Song said in a cold voice: "Earlier, in Hanyuan Palace, the matter between Ran'er and Wei'er gave him something to talk about."
Concubine Duanrong was silent for a moment, then asked, "Sister, have Ran'er and Wei'er returned home now?"
Queen Song's voice was full of dissatisfaction as she said, "They are now under house arrest in the palace. After the seventh day, the concubine will not allow them to go to the coffin to mourn."
In fact, depriving the kings of Wei and Liang of the right to cry for the dead was also a statement of dissatisfaction with the two vassal states' previous "forcing the emperor to abdicate."
Because of Emperor Chongping's will, the King of Chu could not deny it immediately.
After all, if one does not change his father's way for three years, he can be considered filial.
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Hanyuan Hall, inner study room——
King Chen Qin of Chu was dressed in heavy mourning clothes and sat behind a lacquered wooden desk. He looked at a thin book on the desk, holding a red pen in his hand, with a look of delight on his face.
This was an imperial edict requesting that the mother of the King of Chu be named Empress Dowager. It was undoubtedly some clever person in the Hanlin Academy who wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor with the emperor.
The reason was that the imperial edict issued by the new emperor not long ago did not honor Queen Song as the empress dowager as usual. Perhaps it was because she forgot, or perhaps the "forcing the emperor to abdicate" by the two kings of Wei and Liang had not been completely resolved.
King Chen Qin of Chu read the memorial, his expression paused slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he placed the red pen in his hand on the blue and white porcelain pen holder beside him.
Having just ascended the throne, everything should be kept quiet.
At this moment, the eunuch of the Prince of Chu's palace entered the study and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen is here."
The Queen is Zhen Qing.
At this moment, while Zhen Qing was speaking, the beauty, dressed in white mourning clothes, swayed her voluptuous waist, walked quickly into the inner study, stared at the King of Chu, and said, "Your Majesty."
During these two days, Zhen Qing walked with a dizzy look on her face. Although she had no makeup on, her face was still graceful and bright, and was filled with joy like a spring breeze.
"Zi Tong is here." The King of Chu raised his eyes to look at Zhen Qing with a sword-like brow, and caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman's plump and rosy face, and some thoughts began to arise in his mind.
Earlier, when he saw Aunt Jinyang kneeling down and crying in front of the coffin, he felt quite amazed.
If you want to be pretty, you must be filial. The ancients were right.
However, now is a period of national mourning, and we should keep our minds clear and avoid desires. Otherwise, if even a little bit of news gets out, there will be an uproar in the government and the country.
Zhen Qing came closer, and with a hint of unconcealed joy in her cold voice, she said, "Your Majesty, the eunuchs and maids in the six palaces have all been replaced, and Second Uncle has also replaced a group of palace guards to guard the palace. Your Majesty, the situation should be much better recently."
The King of Chu nodded and said, "Recently, things have been complicated. Zitong can take care of it. Don't give the bad guys any chance to take advantage of it."
Zhen Qing's eyebrows were curved like black ink, and her voice was charming as she said with a smile, "Your Majesty, don't worry. I will pay close attention to you in the future."
In fact, it was also a painful lesson, because when the King of Chu went south to Jinling, his son was assassinated in the post station.
The King of Chu asked, "How is Kunning Palace?"
Zhen Qing sighed and said, "We haven't moved out yet, so there's no need to rush. It won't be too late to make plans after the beginning of next spring."
The King of Chu thought for a moment and said, "You should be careful in what you do, but it's best not to cause any trouble. You have just entered the palace, and you can't let outsiders talk about it openly."
Zhen Qing's face was as white as jade, and beneath her slender eyebrows, her narrow, clear eyes showed a hint of coldness. She said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. I will pay attention to it."
At the beginning, she suffered so much anger.
The King of Chu frowned and said, "I have just ascended the throne, and there are many things to deal with. I want to give my mother a title of honor, but the future of the court is unclear, and I don't know what the situation will be."
Zhen Qing asked, "Your Majesty, are you worried that some court officials might object?"
The King of Chu put down the memorial in his hand, and a dark and gloomy color seemed to surge on his sinister and fair face. He said: "There may be some upright people who argue that it is not in accordance with etiquette and dare to speak out directly. Now is the time of national mourning, and I don't want to cause trouble."
Zhen Qing thought for a moment and said, "I think the court officials will not object. After all, Kunning Palace has lost its moral integrity. Your Majesty does not respect Kunning Palace as the queen now, and there has been no persuasion recently."
Under the two thick eyebrows of the King of Chu, a shrewd gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said: "It's not that I don't respect her, but I will confer the title together with the posthumous title given to my mother. After three to five years, her title will be revoked."
Obviously, the King of Chu had decided from the beginning to "settle the score later".
The King of Chu said, "Zitong, stay in the palace for the next few days. It's best not to have any disputes with Kunning Palace."
Zhen Qing assured him, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."
"Qi Kun has gone to Weinan to supervise the construction, and it should be completed in May or June next year." The King of Chu said with a calm expression and a flash of eyes.
Zhen Qing said: "All the ministers in the court were left behind by the previous emperor. If we want to control the government, we need to select new talents."
"We will have to change people in the future, but now that we have just inherited the throne, it is better to stay still than to move." The King of Chu looked deeply and spoke in a deep voice under his sharp eyebrows.
After he ascends the throne, he will certainly implement drastic reforms, and the cabinet should also be controlled by trusted ministers.
Zhen Qing asked, "Your Majesty, what about Jia Ziyu? What should we do?"
The King of Chu said: "Zi Yu's contribution to the throne can be said to have saved the situation, and his title has already reached the rank of a prince, so it is difficult to increase it. I plan to increase his salary."
"Zi Yu should not lack those salaries." Zhen Qing smiled and said, "The wives in his backyard are pregnant. This achievement can benefit their descendants."
"But that Miaoyu?" The King of Chu said with a twinkling light in his bright eyes under his brows.
Zhen Qing said: "It was widely spread in the capital at the time."
The King of Chu looked deeply at him and said with emotion: "Zi Yu is quite romantic. Although he is a young talent, he has not cultivated his personal morality over the years. I wonder how future generations will evaluate him."
Zhen Qing chuckled, her eyes sparkling like water beneath her sword-like brows, and said, "It is a waste of youth if one does not indulge in romance."
The King of Chu said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. These few days are a time of national mourning and vigil. I am a little sleepy right now. I just want to take a good rest."
Zhen Qing responded softly, but didn't say anything else. Instead, she looked at the King of Chu who was lying on the bed beside her with the help of the eunuch, and her mind was confused.
After waiting for another year or so, until the throne is more stable, she will send this person to see the late emperor.
If he had not been so concerned about escaping his own life, her eldest son would not have died at the hands of the criminals.
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Godly City, Ningguo Mansion
After leaving the hall, Jia Heng went to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Grand View Garden. It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the white snow covered the bamboo leaves, with the alternation of green and white creating quite a poetic scene.
There was a biting cold wind blowing in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, making the bamboo forest rustle. Then, snowflakes as white as reeds fell down.
In the wing room, there were copper basins with charcoal burning on all sides. The fire was blazing, and hot steam was rising, blowing the scent of musk away.
Daiyu sat on a soft couch covered with bedding and was chatting with Zijuan, while Xiren, who was sitting next to her, picked up a blue and white porcelain teapot and poured a cup of yogurt tea into the teacup with the sound of water splashing.
Then, he took the teacup and handed it over.
Daiyu's fair and sparkling face blushed like clouds, her beautiful eyes sparkled like water under her embroidered eyebrows, and she said in a faint voice: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so we shouldn't set off fireworks this year."
"On the day of national mourning, these fireworks cannot be set off." Zijuan said with her eyebrows curved like willow leaves and her eyes clear as water.
At this moment, the maid Xueyan came into the hall and said, "Miss, the master is here."
As soon as these words came out, Daiyu's bright and beautiful face seemed to show a trace of joy, and she said, "He's here."
Not long after, Jia Heng came quickly, looked at Daiyu warmly, and said, "Sister Lin."
After the wedding, the originally thin Immortal Grass of the Crimson Pearl gradually became plump and graceful, and felt soft to the touch.
Daiyu's beautiful eyebrows were as beautiful as ink smoke, and her starry eyes were fixed on him. Her eyes flickered and she said, "Brother Heng, why are you here?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Nothing else, I just came to see you."
As he spoke, he sat down close to her, held the delicate hand of the Immortal Crimson Pearl Grass, looked at her soft and bright face, and said, "Sister Lin, it's a bit cold these days, you should wear more clothes."
"It's warm in the room." Daiyu said with her smoky brows and her starry eyes as bright as water.
At this moment, Xiren came closer, her shrewd eyebrows and beautiful eyes like apricots looked at the young man in the python robe infatuatedly, and said, "My lord, please have some tea."
Jia Heng responded softly, his expression paused slightly, he chuckled, praised her, and said softly: "Xiren is more virtuous."
Xiren's face, which was like a beautiful cloud, blushed red, and her beautiful eyebrows could not help but droop a little. She glanced at the young man in the python robe and said, "Your Highness is really joking."
Although she is now a noble lady, she is still the master's maid.
Daiyu asked with concern, "Brother Heng, have you finished your work in the palace?"
Jia Heng took the teacup, took a sip and said, "It's almost time. It's already the seventh day after the death. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. We must give the civil and military officials time to go home and celebrate with their families."
The relationship between the ruler and his subjects is important, but the relationship between officials is equally important, and the palace is able to sympathize with this.
While Daiyu was talking, she sat down beside the young man and raised her fair face, which was as bright as the clouds, and called out infatuatedly, "Brother Heng."
At this moment, Zijuan and Xiren looked at each other, then slowly left the room, leaving the space for the two of them to be alone.
Jia Heng turned the beauty's shoulders and looked at her beautiful and bright face. He was overwhelmed with love and said, "Sister Lin."
"Brother Heng, um~" Daiyu let out a soft moan from under her delicate and straight nose, and saw the young man in the python costume approaching. Suddenly, a familiar warm breath came over and imprinted on her own slightly moist lips.
A short separation is better than a new marriage. The two of them had not been married for long, and they were already in their sweet time.
Daiyu gently stroked Jia Heng's shoulders with her hands, feeling the intimacy of the young man, and her heart was filled with sweetness.
After a while, Jia Heng gently let go of Daiyu's shoulders, looked intently at the Immortal Crimson Pearl Grass, and some love surged in his heart.
The little lamb has now grown up, and the shy expression between the beauty's eyebrows is even more heart-warming.
Jia Heng said, "Sister is not young anymore, let's have a baby next year."
"Ah." Daiyu snorted softly, her beautiful eyes beneath her slender eyebrows filled with shyness and panic.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "When the time comes, if it's a daughter, she will be as smart as a sister."
As she spoke, she moved closer, under the lapels of her clothes, as if rolling around in the fragrance of cosmetics.
"Brother Heng, it's not dark yet." Daiyu's voice was as clear as a lark, full of shyness and brightness.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Just draw the curtain."
Daiyu: "..."
As Jia Heng spoke, he gently embraced the beautiful woman's soft and fragrant body, sat down on the embroidered couch with curtains, gently put his arm around Daiyu's shoulders, moved closer to the gradually growing size of the lamb, lowered his head into it, and then rolled around in the fragrance of the rouge and powder.
I don't know how long it was until night fell outside, the lights came on, and the lanterns under the eaves in front of the hall swayed in the wind.
Jia Heng stared at Daiyu who was lying in his arms. At this moment, the fairy grass's face was flushed, almost like a red apple.
As Jia Heng spoke, he reached out and gently pinched the beautiful woman's rosy face, saying, "Sister Lin."
Daiyu raised her eyes, her bright and sparkling eyes seemed to be filled with charming waves, and said, "Brother Heng, I'm hungry."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sister Lin, okay, let's get up early."
As he spoke, Jia Heng lifted the brocade quilt embroidered with hibiscus flowers that was covering Daiyu, and then found a pair of boots and put them on.
At this moment, Xiren brought a copper basin with steam coming out of it, on which was a white towel. The girl's face was as red as an apple, and her eyes were full of shyness. She said, "Master, hot water."
Jia Heng smiled and said gently, "I was just saying I wanted to wash my hands."
At this moment, he was full of the fragrance of cosmetics, especially the fragrance of the Immortal Crimson Pearl Herb, so he had to wash it off thoroughly.
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Jinyi Mansion, inside the study room——
At this moment, Qiu Liang was sitting on a pearwood chair behind a lacquered wooden desk. His resolute and majestic face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Who assassinated him that night?
Is it really the King of Wei who is killing people to silence them?
At this moment, Qiu Liang tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a "tapping" sound, his heart full of suspicion.
If the King of Wei attempted to assassinate him, how could he lead his troops to besiege the palace after the attempt failed?
Each and every one of these things is shrouded in doubt.
"At the beginning, I was investigating the affair between the Queen and Prince Wei, and soon after that, that incident happened. Could it be..." Qiu Liang frowned, his eyes flashed coldly, but he felt that there were other things that didn't make sense.
"However, the late emperor has passed away, and the empress was imprisoned in the palace because of the rebellion of the Wei and Liang feudatories. If we investigate now, we don't have to worry about other obstacles. We can even report it to the emperor." Qiu Liang's eyes were cold under his thick brows, and a light flashed in his mind.
Thinking of this, Qiu Liang called the Jinyi captain who was waiting outside and said, "Go and call Captain Li over."
After a while, the captain surnamed Li entered the study, bowed to Qiu Liang, and said, "Commander Qiu, you called me?"
Qiu Liang looked at her fiercely and said, "This commander has something to tell you."
The Jinyi Palace Guard came closer and said, "Commander Qiu, please give me your orders."
Qiu Liang was silent for a moment, then said, "It's about the last time. Send someone to carefully investigate the eunuchs and maids in the mansion when Queen Song went south to return home, and interrogate them carefully."
Because Emperor Chongping has passed away, the original restrictive measures can now be used.
Upon hearing this, the Jinyi Captain named Li nodded in agreement.
After the captain of the Jinyi Guards named Li finished speaking, he turned around and left the study quickly without saying anything else.
Qiu Liang watched his trusted Qian Hu go away, his face filled with dark clouds and anger.
If this is really such a scandal, once it is verified to be true, Prince Wei will surely be ruined!
And this will be pleasing to Your Majesty...
(End of this chapter)