I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 84

Rong Cen waved back Lao Ba without saying a word, motioning for the two who had just been invited by Wan Li to take a closer look.

Regent: "Yin Liangrun left these words, what's the difference between reading and not reading?"

Ye resented that they already knew it, and they couldn't deal with it without providing key evidence. They could only watch the Ye family's daughters live peacefully in the nest of wealth.

However, King Xi asked from a different angle: "The Hongluan girl that the emperor saw is proficient in rhythm, especially the five strings?"

Rong Cen nodded: "When I first saw her, it was the sound of her piano that attracted me. She also dropped a coarse handkerchief on me. The color is dull, dark brown and yellowish. There is a word 'feather' embroidered on it, and the stitches are rough."

"Is it the 'Yu' of 'Yuhua Dengxian'?"

"Correct."

"Then she is undoubtedly the daughter of Yaozhou Wei."

King Xi affirmed: "Mrs. Yin belongs to the lineage of Qin doctors among the descendants of Le doctors. The surname of Qin is Qin; all the doctors of Le are ranked as 'Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu'. In the fifth generation, the word 'Yu' was used; the Yin family and his wife took the auspicious meaning of vines growing continuously, so Miss Yin's maiden name was Qin Yuman."

"Few people believe that musical instruments can cure diseases and save people. In addition, music doctors are all low-key and hidden from the world, so no one knows that there are such people. I also read the anecdotes and anecdotes of the nineteen states of Dayin to know. A little inside story that others don't know. Before the fall of Yaozhou, Miss Yin helped the suffering people in the northern border. She was respected for her excellent medical skills, but she turned into snow-like waterfall hair after suffering from illness, and she had "Xue Ji" She has a good name, and some children call her a fairy."

"When Yaozhou fell, Xue Ji used the sound of the piano to call the enemy's conscience, drum up the fighting spirit of the army, and An Limin panic. The post was bloody red all night... After that, there was no news of Xue Ji from the public."

Heavy and tragic emotions lingered in my heart again.

"When she looked at me from a distance on the attic window sill, she had red hair."

Rong Cen checked the background of Miss Hongluan. She was originally a good girl from an innocent family, but she was resold by gangsters.And just in the third month when Beiqiu forcibly occupied Yaozhou, there was a prostitute Hongluan girl in Shengzhou, Kyoto, who entertained the nobles. The song "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" turned all living beings upside down and made her sit firmly at the top of Xiaoxiang Tower.

King Xi had just supplemented the information on the top sign of Xiaoxiang Tower today, and his tone couldn't bear it: "Miss Hongluan never showed her red hair to the public, so she must have deliberately attracted the attention of the emperor that day."

"But how did she know me?"

This was a question that Rong Cen had kept in his mind for a long time.

The women in the boudoir have never met the saint, and the portrait of Rong Cen has not been handed down to the public.

The Prince Regent would answer this question, "You plucked her father's beard when you were young."

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"Uncle Huang can still lie to you? You have not only pulled out Yin Liangrun's beard, but also Tong Shaochen's mustache. If not, next time you meet, ask Miss Yin and Tong Haisong to see if their father has mentioned it. Let me know about your embarrassment." The regent had a flash of inspiration, and he had a brilliant idea, "If you bring Miss Yin into the palace and protect her under your nose, don't worry about the follow-up matters, the queen mother will help her to fake death out of the palace."

The regent's words have always been half-truths and half-false since ancient times, and Rong Cen is habitually dubious.

She decisively changed the subject: "When Shao En, Wen Renxu and the others return to Beijing, I really have to go to the northern border."

Regent: "Don't wait, you set off now, you will come back for more than a month, and you can come back before Qingming, and offer three sticks of incense to the emperor and ancestors."

"..."

Without soldiers, horses, food and grass, would she go thousands of miles to give away the head?

Rong Cen's time is precious and he didn't want to waste it with him, so he directly bombarded him. After reading the memorial to get the latest information from Jingdu, she suddenly thought of someone.

He called Liang Shangjunzi in a low voice: "Xiao Lian, go to Changyihou Mansion to see if Meng Zongzi is really sick or not."

It was suspected before that he pretended to die soon, but he never had time to check.The empress dowager listened to his plan to do things in Yizhou, and the imperial concubine also believed in his evil. The champion and runner-up of the last Gongdou were coaxed around by him. Come to lie to Rong Cen.

He has bad legs and feet and dares to step on multiple boats. He is really worthy of him.

"Okay!" Along with the sound of cracking sunflower seeds, Xiao Lian's reply sounded from above his head.

He, the commander of the imperial army, is bored and has nothing to pass the time.

It was another afternoon when Rong Cen buried his head in the book case.

Looking up again, the sky was already dark, Wan Li didn't know where he went, and the wick was not picked.

Rong Cen was about to tell him to set the meal, when he saw someone stumbling in from outside the palace, and the voice of the harem chief eunuch screamed at the same time——

"Your Majesty, Mei Changzai is gone!"

"Who?"

"Mai Changzai, who was sent by Nanxun for marriage! She was concubine Jiang before, but at the beginning of the month she offended the Holy Body and was demoted to Changzai..."

It was her.

Rong Cen has never seen the real concubine Jiang, oh no, to be precise, it is Mei Changzai, which is also pitiful. Emperor Changning recognized her as his adopted daughter just to send her to Dayin to confuse the enemy emperor.

He came here full of expectations, but died miserably in a deep palace in a foreign country.

Rong Cen only regretted for a moment, and his tone was flat: "Why not?"

"There are so many empresses in the palace, and Mei Chang is often thrown into the cold palace, so life is naturally difficult..."

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The harem is a typical example of more monks and less meat. This meat is still meat that cannot be eaten, even if it is available, it cannot be eaten.People from all parties will not get along peacefully if they step on the low and flatter the high. Those who fight for three days and fight for five days will gather together. I can't control it at all, and the Empress Dowager is self-cultivating and impatient to intervene in trouble.

In addition, Rong Cen himself didn't care, and the result was that the harem became more and more chaotic, and people died every few days.

In the beginning, it was a real person who died, but later the Empress Dowager and the Pope designed someone to fake their death and send them out of the palace secretly.Let them go to their natal families with a headache!
This way, there will be less guilt, and there will be no need to delay the youth of so many girls in vain.

Rong Cen's concubine in the harem, who had a headache just now, was enlightened by the regent's advice.

It is a good idea to die every now and then and send the other away, but the people sent by Nanxun cannot easily die.

"Put it in the cold palace, I'll go and have a look."

Rong Cen had mixed feelings in his heart, he acted impulsively earlier, she shouldn't be in the cold palace, she should show affection to Nan Xun, give her a hug and kiss the princess.

The emperor quickly stopped outside the cold palace.

It was lonely, bleak, and the warm spring breeze blowing here made it gloomy and mournful, as if a female ghost in white clothes with disheveled hair would appear behind her at any time, screaming and screaming for her life.

There is only one Mei Changzai living in the Lenggong, she is alone, without slaves or maids.

The lanterns illuminated the dilapidated surroundings, the rats, spider webs, and the haunted house had a perfect atmosphere. Rong Cen entered the hall stepping on broken tiles and straw, but suddenly heard a piercing soprano scream.

The next moment, she was hugged tightly by someone who appeared out of nowhere.

(End of this chapter)