Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 625 Analysis
Long Live Lord is a man of great talent and strategy. To him, the former court is much more important than the harem. If he knows that the Lord did it, then...

Having said this, Xue Changgui paused tactfully, he couldn't curse his master to death, could he?

Xue Ping understood it, and felt that it made some sense.

Regardless of the front court or the harem, he has never shown any clues or traces, and it is impossible to guess what is on his head.

The emperor is a man with a strong will. He has the deepest understanding that so many officials in the court participated in Xu Hu's father and daughter, and if they wanted to put them to death, the emperor would ignore them until now.

For so many years, many ministers in the court have been urging the emperor to accept the harem so as to extend the emperor's heirs, but they have never persuaded him, even Xie Gong's horse is useless.

It can be seen that it is useless for anyone to force the emperor to do something that the emperor really doesn't want to do. Instead, he may be backlashed because of it. Isn't it just those people who wanted to force their daughters into the palace back then?

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized: "You are right, but not right. I am afraid that the spread of these news is the acquiescence of Long Live Lord."

Xue Changgui was startled: "Master, what do you mean?"

How could he not understand.

Xue Ping smiled slightly, and said to himself: "The person who harmed Jun Jun should want to spread the news that Jun Jun killed the emperor's heir. Lord Long Live should have known about this in advance. With his suspicious nature, Jun Jun has never done anything. How could he completely believe that it was Jun Wan who did it? So when he only acquiesced in spreading the news, he didn't point directly at Jun Jun."

Just like when Zhao Zhongluo listed all kinds of evidence to prove that Concubine De murdered the emperor's heir, didn't the emperor also doubt it.

Xue Changgui couldn't understand even more: "This, why..."

Xue Ping shook his head: "The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and there are some things that I can't figure out, but one thing is certain, Long Live Lord is unwilling to deal with Jun Jun, just like he was unwilling to deal with Xu Hu's father and daughter back then."

Xue Changgui thought deeply.

On this point, Xue Ping is confident, he said: "It's just for the word 'balance'. If Jun Jun is disposed of, then only Concubine De's family will be left in the harem. This is what Long Live Lord doesn't want As you can see, just as he wants to keep Concubine De and restrain Jun Jun, our Long Live Lord knows the art of balance the best."

The civil servants were too powerful, so they raised those reckless men to check and balance.

The emperor acquiesced to the news, and obscured the people behind the scenes, but it was also for checks and balances. The news sent him to make early plans.

So the question is, who is behind all this?
Xue Ping thought confidently and gloomyly, and the answer was self-evident: it was Concubine Xu De who benefited the most after the imperial concubine fell!
Xue Changgui's expression relaxed: "Master has seen through their treacherous plot, then follow the wishes of Long Live Lord, let's push the boat along with the current, and push it all to Xia Lei, and your mother will be fine..."

Xue Ping interrupted with a wave of his hand, sighed, and shook his head: "It's not as simple as you think, and the situation is still not optimistic. No matter whether Jun Wan did it or not, I'm afraid Long Live Lord will have to explain it. Is it so easy?"

If the emperor's heir is still there, it's okay to say, otherwise, the price may not be small...

Xue Ping fell into a state of worry, the emperor's words of severe punishment at the court meeting could still be heard in his ears, unless he gave up his daughter, if he wanted to keep him, someone had to bear the emperor's wrath.

But he didn't regret making the move, the most important thing was getting rid of the emperor's heir, but it was a pity that he couldn't get rid of Xu's father and daughter.

He must keep Wanjun, this is the only member of the Xue family in the harem, and he is still a noble concubine, not to mention that Wanjun's body was healed after being injured in a miscarriage.

Thinking of this, Xue Ping's heart gradually warmed up.

The wires in the palace were all broken, he didn't know what was going on inside, and some things still couldn't be understood, but if he wanted to keep his daughter, he had to pay a price, he could understand that.

He has to think carefully about how to solve this matter with the least cost...

Just when Xue Ping was deep in thought, the steward of Xue's residence rushed in: "Master, it's not good, a group of reckless soldiers came from outside the residence, blocked the gate, opened their mouths and started swearing, they can't be driven away!"

Xue Ping was stunned, who would have the guts to curse people outside Xue's mansion.

He asked, "What are you scolding about?"

The steward of Xue's mansion had a troubled expression on his face, and he hesitated.

Xue Ping became impatient, glared, and reprimanded a few words, the housekeeper finally didn't dare to hesitate any longer, so he had to speak.

After finishing speaking, Xue Ping was so angry that he cursed on the spot.

At this moment, he only thought that the group of generals had a whim, but he didn't know that this was just the beginning...

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In the past few days, major events in Beijing and China have happened one after another, one after another, making people dazzled.

But there is one place that is completely different from these noises.

Under a certain pigsty in central Beijing, no one knew that there was a secret room hidden underneath.

Pigs were raised above, and a secret room was dug below. The stench of pig manure seeped into the dull secret room, which was very stinky.

When the pig above turned over, it could be heard from below, but the sound in the secret room could not be heard.

The secret room is not big, about three feet square, and as far as the eye can see, the furnishings are extremely simple. There is an old stool, a simple table, and a dim oil lamp on it. The light from outside cannot penetrate at all. In the dark night, a needle can be heard quietly.

Not far from the table, there is a plank bed, on which a person is vaguely lying.

This person's complexion was pale, and one of his shoulders was wrapped with a cloth, as if he had been injured. His body was covered with a quilt with torn cotton wadding leaking out, and a lot of the wadding inside had been taken out for use.

This person is Guo Neng who escaped.

This secret room was specially dug by him many years ago to humiliate and imprison others. What he wants is that the imprisoned people become worse than dogs and pigs. .

When digging such a secret room back then, he never expected that it would become a life-saving straw today, helping him escape the chasing soldiers and using it on himself.

He was lying weakly on the hard bed, the injuries all over his body were aching, especially the injury on his shoulder, which was so hot that he broke out in a cold sweat.

That night the carriage rushed out crazily, and he in the carriage was unprepared, and bumped hard a few times, resulting in injuries all over his body, the most serious being a broken bone on his shoulder.

Later, he was chased and killed by those men in black, and suffered other injuries in a panic.

At the fracture site, Guo Shun had already helped him connect the bone. Today's medicine for trauma is strictly controlled, and it is not easy to buy, and Guo Shun tried his best to get it back.

The group of men in black was really scary. They also tried to disguise themselves and sneak out of the city gate, but they were almost discovered before they reached the city gate. The city gate, which seemed to be loosely controlled, was always being watched secretly. Just wait for the fish lure to be thrown, and they will be caught.

Not to mention that, their portraits are available in pharmacies throughout Beijing, and the medicines for trauma are all controlled.

(End of this chapter)