imperial psychologist

Chapter 604
"Mr. Heng Yuan is talking about you and Mr. Lan Zhi?" Bai Ling asked with a somewhat uncertain tone.

Mr. Hengyuan remained silent—Bai Ling was still as keen as ever.

This is also the reason why I wanted her to enter Qinyuan...

"...I have a question, Lan Zhijun asked me to ask you."

"Huh?" Mr. Hengyuan raised his voice slightly, "What does he want you to ask me?"

Bo Ling paused for a moment, and then said softly, "He told me about the winter of Jianxi's 17th year, but he didn't tell me what happened in that winter."

Mr. Heng Yuan's eyebrows moved slightly, "So...?"

Bo Ling nodded, "He said, I can save this question for you to ask, at least Mr. Hengyuan understood it when he was in Jianxi for 35 years."

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because he also mentioned something at the time," Bo Ling said in a low voice, "The Queen Mother was also imprisoned in the Palace of Compassion by the Emperor in that year...these two things are related, right?"

The corner of Mr. Heng Yuan's mouth raised slightly.

At this moment, outside the door of the two, the attendants recorded their conversation with serious faces.

Two people leaned against the door tightly so as not to make any noise when the remaining person leaned against the door and listened to the corner.

What is happening in the room right now is what Sun Beiji most expects to happen.

"I remember when I first met you, you said your name was Mr. Heng Yuan, and you didn't have a name." Bai Ling said softly, "But you have, although it is not recorded in the register, but your name is Chen Shubai, this is the former prince... The name your father gave you.

"Who are you, Lan Zhijun?" Bai Ling frowned slightly, "Are you brothers?"

Mr. Heng Yuan shook his head.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you." Hengyuan-Jun said softly, "But if you hear this kind of story, you may never see the sun in the future. Even if this is the case, do you want to listen to it?"

Bai Ling laughed, "My life is no longer in my own hands. Knowing the cause and effect of all this, I will die to understand it in the future."

"I have used the name Chen Shubai... for 17 years." Mr. Heng Yuan said in a low voice, "But it's not mine, after all it's not mine."

Bai Ling looked at him quietly.

"Have I ever told you who taught me how to play chess?" Heng Yuan-jun asked suddenly.

"I said it," Bo Ling replied, "one is your master, and the other is the former prince who died in Qinyuan."

Mr. Heng Yuan closed his eyes, lost in memory.

"Yes, they are all people I respect very much."

After a moment of silence, Mr. Hengyuan said again, "The story is very simple to tell, and it is all human nature. The father wanted to keep the newborn child, but he was unable to change the oppression around him... So he planned for several months, and finally I thought of a way.

"Send his own child out, and then pick up another child from outside the palace, and raise him as if he were his own... so as to deceive the eyes of the higher authorities.

"So, even if everything is doomed in the future," Heng Yuan-jun said in a low voice, "Li Daitao is still stiff."

Sitting there, Berlin didn't fully understand at first, but he already understood the answer to the story after hearing this.

"The original plan was to send it to the north." Mr. Hengyuan said softly, "Send it to Jingzhou, which is the furthest away from Pingjing. Thousands of miles...

"However, there are still some changes in the matter. They don't know that the plan they made was exposed at the very beginning.

"Emperor Jianxi had been on the throne for almost 20 years, and his methods were more sophisticated than all of them." Mr. Hengyuan always had a smile on his face, "He knew that the people in Qinyuan wanted to take this opportunity to send their children out. , So I simply gave this opportunity. On the night of Jianxi's 17th year, I left a free entrance to the imperial city, and let them send the child out.

"Actually, in the eyes of the old emperor, this incident was no different from the beginning. From the time when Qinyuan was turned into a cage, the child's fate was doomed—send it out or stay in it, the ending They're all the same, it's just that the way of death is different." Hengyuan Jun said softly.

Suddenly, Lan Zhijun's previous words rushed into Bai Ling's mind.

——"You think you can keep them, but in fact you can only choose one way to die for them."

"Perhaps for the emperor at that time, it would be easier to do it after sending it out." Mr. Hengyuan said softly, "But he didn't think of his determination to meet the young master who was guarded by the old Ange department, nor did he think of the incompetence of his eagle claws."

"That child... escaped?"

"He escaped, but he didn't escape." Hengyuan Jun looked at Bai Ling, "He just escaped from the palace, and he has no chance to escape from Pingjing City.

"That winter, there was a seasonal epidemic in the capital, and those who were declared sick were all children born in autumn." Mr. Heng Yuan said softly, "How many people were killed? I wonder if he has recorded this number himself?

"Later, they finally found a baby who was still wrapped in a Qinyuan embroidered handkerchief. Kill this one, and the epidemic in the capital will be wiped out."

The ten fingers in Bai Ling's sleeves clenched tightly.

"...That child, went to Baihuaya later?"

Mr. Hengyuan nodded, "That child was hidden in Baihuaya, and Baihuaya can hide filth, so naturally it can also hide a harmless child.

"In Jian'an Pavilion, there has been a very small team since then, responsible for taking care of the blood that escaped from birth. At that time, Emperor Jianxi was still concerned about the child's whereabouts, so outside of Pingjing, all places were searching for unknown origin. , Carriage and horses with babies.

"The most dangerous place is also the safest place sometimes." Mr. Heng Yuan whispered, "How could the emperor think that the child he wanted to kill was lying in his own vault?"

There was a bit of a smile on Mr. Hengyuan's face, he coughed a few times, and continued talking.

"This is the child outside." Mr. Heng Yuan whispered, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and after the coughing passed, he said again, "Let's talk about the one in the palace."

"From the autumn of Jianxi's 17th year to the summer of Jianxi's 35th year, during these 17 years, he lived very well."

"Didn't notice anything strange...?" Bo Ling asked softly.

"No." Mr. Hengyuan said in a low voice, "Imprisonment...sometimes need to be compared, people always have to see the outside world before they know that they are imprisoned.

"I was told that I can only stay in one place when I was born, but it's not sad after a long time, I will get used to it.

"The only thing that worries him," Mr. Heng Yuan said in a low voice, "is that there is a bowl of medicine in the meals delivered by the imperial dining room every day, and the palace people will stand aside and watch his father drink this bowl of medicine.

"After 35 years of Jianxi," Mr. Heng Yuan said with a smile, "it's his turn to drink this bowl of medicine."

(End of this chapter)