Shengpingle

Chapter 206
After the arrangements were made, he thought of Concubine Jiufang and Xiao Mingqing, and hurriedly ordered someone to investigate the situation.

Soon, the palace people came to report that the concubine Jiufang was overwhelmed with grief when she learned that her youngest son had been bitten to death by a snake, and passed out.

After waking up, he cried and said that it was Emperor Zhenghe who killed his son, and he wanted to come to Qianqing Palace to find him, but Nian Yu firmly stopped him.

Xiao Mingqing was frightened, and her high fever persisted, so Nian Yu went to get an injection herself, and then the fever subsided, and she was still in a coma.

Emperor Zhenghe still felt guilty at first, but when he heard that the noble concubine Jiufang had blamed himself for the death of his youngest son, that little bit of guilt immediately turned into embarrassment.

That woman is really crazy!
This can also be blamed on him!
It's inconvenient now, when I find a chance, I must send her to the cold palace, and teach her well what Jun En is!
He became ruthless, and thought of Concubine Meng Xian again, and ordered her to be deposed as a concubine and reduced to a concubine, and ordered her to shut up and meditate for half a year, praying for the little prince.

He handed over the little prince to her, and she should be punished for her ineffective care.

It's not for the sake of the face of the old chief assistant Meng and the Meng family, he should just give her a three-foot white silk!
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Since early in the morning, Nian Yu was sent out of the palace by Emperor Zhenghe to treat Concubine Wen's younger brother. After rushing back to the palace, he went to see Emperor Zhenghe, concubine Jiufang and Xiao Mingqing.

He was also sent by Emperor Zhenghe to investigate where the snakes came from. After such a long circle, he was really exhausted.

But he didn't have a chance to take a rest. After coming out of the imperial study room, he went to Fuchen Hall again.

In Fuchen Hall, Xiao Mingqing had already woken up, and was crying silently while hugging the quilt.

Seeing him coming, she immediately wailed and threw herself into his arms, clapping her hands.

Nian Yu gently stroked her back, comforting her softly, "Okay, don't be afraid, the matter is over, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

It took a long time for Xiao Mingqing to stop crying slowly, looked up at him with eyes swollen like walnuts, and wailed and gave a hand sign again.

Nian Yu hissed, "Princess needless to say, I know all about it, no one would want such a thing to happen, as long as the princess takes good care of herself."

Xiao Mingqing's tears welled up again, her palm print clearly said that if she brought that sachet, snakes would flock to her and her father, but they would never hurt them.

It's just a warning to the father, let him know that the ancestor's legacy must not be violated, let him know that he must not go against the law, and remember the way of benevolence and love for the people.

The plan was indeed as predicted in the palm print of the year. The father was frightened, heeded the advice of the cabinet, and prepared to go to the Taimiao to worship the ancestors and reflect on his own mistakes.

But she never thought that she would harm her own brother!

It was she who killed the imperial brother!
is her!

Nian Yu hissed, "Princess's mourning has changed, and the imperial concubine was so sad that she went crazy, she kept shouting that she would die with the emperor and avenge the second prince and the little prince.

The princess must stand firm, otherwise not only the princess, but also the imperial concubine and I will have a bad end."

The blood Guanyin's fangs are a good thing. If it is near the southern border, it will definitely attract enough snakes to bite him to death, and the effect will be greatly reduced in this capital.

The imperial palace is heavily guarded, and Emperor Zhenghe is cautious about his life, and there are countless masters and secret guards around him.

The small group of snakes couldn't kill Zheng Hedi under heavy protection, otherwise it would save a lot of trouble.

However, killing the little prince is considered to have basically achieved his goal, and he should urge A Yu to send Su Li to Fuguang as soon as possible.

Seeing that he spoke carefully, Xiao Mingqing bit her lip and nodded emphatically.

Nian Yu gently rubbed her hair, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Actually, the princess doesn't need to be sad."

Xiao Mingqing opened her eyes wide in surprise, subconsciously wanting to shout out.

Don't be sad?

What does the palm print imply?
Nian Yu's slender and fair fingers touched her lips in time, hissed softly, winked at her, stood up and saluted, "Princess, please don't take care of yourself, don't go out easily these days."

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After Nianyu left Fuchen Palace, he went to Changchun Palace again, but it was getting slower and slower.

Xiao Mingqing is easy to coax, but Jiufang Guifei is too difficult to coax.

When he thought of the appearance of Jiufang Guifei looking at him and crying, and even crying and telling him to go, his scalp became numb.

However, no matter how slow he walks, there will be time.

Looking at the magnificent palace, Nian Yu waved his hand bravely, and all the people who shouldn't exist disappeared immediately.

The current him is naturally different from the one who just regained power.

Concubine Jiufang didn't know if she really didn't notice him coming, she was still lying on the bed motionless.

Nian Yu sighed silently, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her haggard and withered cheeks in a daze.

Concubine Jiufang closed her eyes tightly at first and pretended to be asleep, but gradually, tears began to flow out of the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

Nian Yu sighed, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Does your mother still remember my cousin who was raised in a nunnery since childhood? I mentioned it to my mother."

The noble concubine Jiufang didn't answer, but tears kept pouring out.

Nian Yu continued, "She was born with heart disease, which has no cure, but she has a lively temper.

I had a bad temper back then, and she was always spitting me out, and she was always playing pranks.

Every time I do something wrong, or if I get angry with me, I will talk sweetly and act like a baby with me, even if I want to be angry with her, I can’t get angry.”

Nian Yu said with a long sigh, "Madam, as long as my daughter's family is beautiful and lively, it doesn't matter even if she makes a big mistake.

But if after doing something wrong, you toss yourself so that you are not beautiful or lively, then you really want to find an excuse to forgive, but you can't find it."

So, even if you feel that you have done something wrong, it doesn't matter, as long as you are doing well, everything will be fine.

What's more, I don't think you've done anything wrong, let alone think you're vicious——

Concubine Jiufang took a breath, turned her head and buried her face in the pillow.

"Mother--"

Nian Yu's voice choked slightly, "I struggled every step of the way in the palace, surrounded by enemies.

If even the empress refuses to talk to me and gives me a smiling face, even if I can get revenge, what's the use? "

Concubine Jiufang couldn't help sobbing loudly, and buried her face deeper into the pillow.

But Nian Yu knew that she listened to his words, and reached out to tuck her in the quilt, "The little prince is gone, no matter how difficult this road is, it is almost over.

Madam, can you promise me that at the end of the road, the one waiting for me is not the current Jiufang imperial concubine, but the Jiufang Luan who was making medicine in the master's medical hut back then? "

As Nian Yu spoke, it seemed as if he had seen the innocent little girl back then who always liked to chatter around him and ask questions.

The little girl who broke into the deep palace naively and fearlessly because of his hatred.

The tails of Nian Yu's eyes are slightly red, gorgeous and bewitching. It is the "beauty red" that Huo Ying has made fun of countless times, and it is also the "beauty red" that once fascinated the innocent Jiu Fangluan.

The vicissitudes of life, personnel changes, the former Huo Ying has become the current Huaer girl, and what she talks to him is no longer the "beauty red, rouge tears" childish whispers, but about murder and rebellion.

And the former Jiufang Luan became the current Jiufang Huangguifei, who didn't even dare to look at him again...

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Concubine Wen died in vain without knowing why, and her younger brother was convicted and punished with a cane.

After great difficulty, Uncle Wen begged Hua Pingle to invite Princess Ninghe, and only then did he take back his younger brother.

Dezheng and the emperor personally promised to bury Wen's side concubine generously, and select Wen's daughters to enter the East Palace in the future, and sent Nian's palm seal to come for diagnosis and treatment in person.

The deceased was already dead, and Nian's palm print personally acted, and finally saved the younger brother's life.

Originally, when things had come to this point, even if he felt dissatisfied, Uncle Wen could only hold his nose and admit it.

Unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, Emperor Zhenghe sent another eunuch to strangle the younger brother who managed to save his life in front of everyone in the Wen family.

At that time, the palm print of the year had just left for less than a quarter of an hour!

Deceiving too much!

It's really deceiving!
Uncle Wen was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth, but he could only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood.

That is the emperor of a country, the lord of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, who takes what he gives and what he takes away. What else can he do as a merchant other than kneel down to thank him?

Because it was the emperor himself who bestowed the death, Uncle Wen didn't even dare to attend the funeral for his younger brother in Beijing.

After getting settled in the mansion, he personally escorted the younger brother's coffin out of the city early the next morning. He wanted to take the younger brother back to his hometown for burial.

And my younger sister, his younger sister, didn't know which ravine was thrown by the royal family, and I'm afraid she would never return home!
Uncle Wen couldn't help but shed tears when he thought of this. At first he thought that his sister was a good fortune, but he didn't expect it to end like this!
Since the younger sister was pregnant, the Wen family has used the East Palace and the crown prince's light to expand their business.

Now that the younger sister is gone, and the East Palace has other children, the fate of the Wen family may not be as good as that of the Feng family...

"Master, Miss Hua Er came to send the young master off, and set up a road sacrifice."

Uncle Wen was moved, the only one who would come at this time and dare to come to set up a road sacrifice for the younger brother, right?
Huapingle set up a road sacrifice, and Uncle Wen, as the head of the family, naturally had to get off the car to thank him.

Hua Pingle was wrapped in a plain cloak, with a solemn expression, standing in the cold wind of early spring, like a camellia standing proudly against the wind.

After the memorial ceremony was over, Hua Pingle waved back the waiters, and asked in a low voice, "What is Uncle Wen's plan in the future?"

Uncle Wen smiled miserably, what else could he have planned?
Hua Pingle stared at him closely, "The Feng family has learned from the past, the Wen family is in danger!"

Uncle Wen smiled even more bleakly, he knew it.

The Feng family ended up ruined just because they caught the eye of the emperor because of their huge wealth.

Their Wen family has offended him greatly now, and the eldest grandson of the emperor with the blood of the Wen family is in the hands of the crown princess. Neither the emperor nor the crown princess will let them go!

"If I say that the side concubine is definitely not the hand of the prince, will Uncle Wen believe it?"

Uncle Wen's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Hua Pingle.

Hua Pingle raised his right hand and clearly presented the jade pendant in his hand in front of him.

Uncle Wen can be regarded as Xiao Mingshi's uncle for many years, so he recognized him immediately.

It was Xiao Mingshi's close-fitting jade pendant, which was worn by every prince and grandson of the Xiao family when they landed. How could it be in the hands of Miss Hua?
Hua Pingle stretched out his left hand again, and in his hand was a note with four big characters "Like a lonely relative", it was written in Xiao Mingshi's handwriting!
Hua Pingle stretched out his hand in a gesture of handing over the jade pendant and the note, with a solemn and sincere expression, "I would like to ask Uncle Wen to help send a few people to the capital.

This piece of jade pendant and these four characters can help Uncle Wen pass through various city checkpoints smoothly, which is also my sincerity in Hua Er.

There are more than a thousand people in the Wen family, would Uncle Wen be willing to fight for a life and a fortune for these thousands of relatives and clan members? "

Vitality and wealth—

Uncle Wen looked at the jade pendant and the thin paper in Hua Pingle's palm, as if he had returned to the moment when he insisted on sending his sister to the East Palace.

The gears of fate started turning again, this time, how should he choose?

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After Hua Pingle sent Uncle Wen away and returned to Beijing, he received a message from Nianyu asking her to send Su Li to Fuguang immediately.

She had told Su Li about this matter years ago, and Su Li was unwilling to leave all the time.

Years later, he obeyed her wishes and asked to go to Fuguang, but Zhizheng and Dixu were reluctant to let their "grandson" go so far, so they didn't approve.

It didn't matter at first, but after Wang Miaoer got a fake prince, their plans changed a lot.

Cousin is right, Ah Li must be sent to Fuguang as soon as possible.

Moreover, Su Xianyu might have noticed the abnormality and knew too much——

Hua Pingle thought silently for a while, motioned Anu to approach, gave some instructions, and Anu led away.

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As the sky was getting dark, Hua Pingle hurried out of the city before the city gate was closed.

She wore a thick veiled hat, didn't ride a horse, and didn't even bring Anu, only Xinyi.

Picking the path, walking more and more remote, walking into a lonely barren tomb.

This place used to be neat and solemn, and it was once guarded by tomb guards passed down from generation to generation. Here, the ancestors of her Huo family were buried.

But now, the once majestic tombstones are dilapidated, the temples that used to offer sacrifices and pray for blessings have been razed to the ground, and the former mausoleum guards are nowhere to be found.

There are only weeds everywhere and wild flowers dotted here and there——

No, these don't seem to be weeds.

Hua Pingle signaled Xin Yi to light the lantern, and the green leaves all over the mountains and plains clearly appeared in front of her eyes, which were gladiolus.

"...My sweetheart is a sharp and heroic beauty like Jianlan, which is different from you delicate ladies...

... We were born in the same bed, and died in the same hole. I want to plant gladiolus on our graveyard.

Let our children and grandchildren know that their grandparents were as beautiful as sword orchids..."

Hua Pingle raised his head suddenly, and saw Su Xianyu standing not far away in Su Yi.

Behind him, the windproof glazed lamp in the hands of the tightly wrapped Bagu illuminated his peerless face as pale as snow.

"Hua Er girl".

Su Xianyu leaned over and bowed, and Ba Gu saluted accordingly.

Hua Ping Le Fu returned the salute, "Master Su".

Su Xianyu took the glazed lantern from Bagu, and Bagu retreated respectfully to a distance.

Hua Pingle waved his hand, Xin Yi bowed and retreated to Ba Gu's side.

Su Xianyu leaned over and bowed his hands again, "I don't know if Miss Hua Er is here, what orders do you have?"

Hua Pingle was silent, and asked hoarsely, "You planted these gladiolus?"

Su Xianyu froze, his face that was barely indifferent just now became tense, and he lowered his eyes, "Yes, but after that, I didn't dare to come again, they have already grown like weeds."

There is also a limit to nostalgia, otherwise Zheng Hedi should suspect that he is harboring grievances in private.

"How did your mother escape, escape—"

Hua Ping paused, but finally asked, "Did you escape my father and Shi Jingqian's pursuit?"

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