imperial psychologist

Chapter 125 Can't Get Out
The dinner in the palace hadn't really ended yet, Concubine Qu Gui had already returned to the palace early.

Even though she was just sitting, facing so many people and such loud voices, she only lasted for more than an hour before feeling that everything became unbearable.Emperor Jianxi ignored the beauties in the imperial garden, took Qu's hand, and led him back to Chengqian Palace slowly.

Concubine Ning was very cooperative and said that she still wanted to play Touhu for a while, but she didn't come back with her.

Bo Ling and Bao Yuan followed far behind, both of them holding the new reward given by Emperor Jianxi tonight, and behind them, there was a team of about seven or eight people, each carrying a pear tree The trays—what they hold is the big head of the reward.

I am afraid that the Chengqian Palace will not be able to pile up these things given by Emperor Jianxi.

Seeing the whispering and laughing between the emperor and the imperial concubine from time to time, Baoyuan's heart was as sweet as honey.

"My Lady's hard days are finally coming to an end." Bao Yuan sighed softly.

Bo Ling frowned sharply, she always felt familiar with these words, as if she had heard them somewhere.

Is it really over?

Looking at the hazy backs of Emperor Jianxi and Qu Shi in the distance, Bo Ling felt a chill in his heart.

"Did you go out with Concubine Ning when you disappeared?" Bao Yuan leaned over with some concern, "I see you came back together later."

"Well, yes." Bo Ling replied, "Ms. Ning is a little mindful that I stood with Lin Jieyu at the garden party and asked me what I said to her."

Baoyuan hummed for a long time, "I was about to ask, how did you end up with Lin Jieyu, what did she say?"

"She said she couldn't sleep well recently, and asked if I could show her too." Bai Ling said with a smile.

"Bah!" Bao Yuan took Bai Ling's shoulder with one hand, "You didn't agree, did you?"

"The emperor promised me that, except for the internal affairs of Chengqian Palace, I can ignore other matters," Bai Ling said with a smile, "I am not short of money now, so why should I find something for myself?"

Baoyuan was still worried, "Then what if she begs the emperor and insists you to see her doctor?"

"It also depends on whether she can afford my price." Bai Ling raised a hand a little sleepily, barely stretching himself, "I'm really tired tonight."

Bao Yuan frowned seriously, "If she wants to see a doctor with you, there is really no way for her! What else did Ning Concubine say?"

"Mistress Ning said the same thing as you." Bai Ling smiled, "'That's really unreliable'."

Bao Yuan laughed out loud, and after joking with Bo Ling a few times, she realized that her and Bo Ling's pace had slowed down, and they took a few steps forward to catch up.

Looking at the road ahead, Bo Ling took a deep breath, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

The conversation with Concubine Ning today was far more difficult than she imagined.

For some reason, Concubine Ning took a few small stones and fallen bamboo leaves, and talked to Bo Ling about the turbulence between the harem and the former dynasty.

Bo Ling heard a lot of new names—for example, Song Bozong, the chief assistant of the cabinet and minister of the Ministry of officials, his son Song Na, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, such as Prince Gong and his son, such as Sun Beiji, Zhang Shouzhong, Hu Yishu... …

There is also Chang Sheng, the eldest brother of the imperial concubine, who is far away on the border.

To be honest, Bo Ling didn't remember too much of these names, and the information density given by Ning Bin was too high, and she smashed it down before she was ready.

But Berlin understood two things.

First, the honor and disgrace of the Qu family is bound to the Song family, the first assistant, and the old man who has been in the first assistant position for 16 years has a bad reputation among the people and the so-called official circles.

Second, A Tuo is everyone's last bargaining chip.

"What about your family?" Bai Ling asked, "Which side does your family stand in this game?"

"There is nothing left of my family." When Xue Yang said this, he turned his side slightly, Bo Ling only saw her tough profile, and her voice was cold, "The Chang family is full of loyalty, and my Xue family is the same. "

"Sorry." Bo Ling didn't expect this answer.

Xue Yang snorted and laughed, "It's all right."

"But I still don't understand...why did your mother tell me this." Bai Ling raised his eyes and said, "The matter of the previous dynasty is not something that a commoner like me can talk about."

Xue Yang didn't even look at her, but still had the same indifferent smile from before, "You guys are no longer ordinary people...Your brother was targeted by Jin Yiwei yesterday, you don't know it."

In the darkness, Bo Ling's hand was suddenly clenched.

"I can see that you and your elder brother each have some abilities." Concubine Ning said softly, "Stop thinking about getting out as soon as possible, you...you won't be able to get out."

……

In fact, Boling has never expected to get out of this matter. Even the words that Bai Yi likes to say about the future, every sentence sounds like setting a flag to Boling.

But she never thought that she would be involved in such a big matter.

It may be difficult to detect when a person is in history, but all the stories will always be the same after the fact.

Power and power flourished for a while, but stories of dynasties turning from prosperity to decline have emerged endlessly throughout the dynasties.

Among these people, there are those who lived their lives safely until their death—like Li Linfu in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and Qin Hui in the Northern Song Dynasty;

As for those who ended badly, they can be found everywhere—like Cai Jing in the Northern Song Dynasty, Jia Sidao in the Southern Song Dynasty, Yan Song in the mid-Ming Dynasty, and He Shen in the Qing Dynasty...

Especially the latter two are very similar to the current situation.

People often say that history is a mirror, but in fact, the biggest lesson that people can learn from history is that human beings will never learn from history.Because mistakes that people can correct are shortcomings, and those that cannot be corrected are weaknesses.

And people are always full of weaknesses.

The escalation, mediation, and defeat of these factional disputes...every time did not bring about a landslide-like purge and reshuffle.The law of heaven is ruthless, and it is common for countless influential figures to fall from a high place overnight, or to rise to the top.

Berlin tossed and turned again.

Baoyuan didn't sleep in the main hall tonight, and rested in the east side hall with Bo Ling.She has really worked hard these past few days, so she has been snoring slightly after falling asleep.Bo Ling was a little disturbed at first, but he couldn't fall asleep after hearing the sound, so he simply put on his clothes and got out of bed, and lightly lit the lamp in front of the table.

"...Bai Ling." Bao Yuan suddenly murmured.

Bo Ling paused, then looked back at Bao Yuan on the bed, saw her kicking the quilt, turning over and falling asleep again.

Bo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Baoyuan was probably talking in his sleep.

She lightly took some cold water from the table, dizzy opened the inkstone, then pulled out a piece of paper, sat quietly at the table, and started to write quickly with a pen in hand.

(End of this chapter)