serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 311
Rong En Hall, outer study room.

Jia Lian came in a panic. At this time, Wang Shanbao came out of the moon gate of the courtyard.

Seeing Jia Lian, Wang Shanbao rushed up to meet him and said with a smile: "The second master is here."

Jia Lian didn't look at him. He held up the corner of his robe and walked straight into the yard.

Wang Shanbao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "If you don't do a good job as an official, you will run home when you see the sky." He walked towards the second door with his hands behind his back.

In the study outside, Jia She was soaking in ink and painting.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a snap!
Jia She didn't even raise his head, and said while painting: "After all, he is also a high official in the imperial court, and he can't just cause chaos when something happens."

Jia Lian gasped: "I just heard the news. Mei Changwen is liaising with the civil servants of the Imperial Academy, the Hanlin Academy and the Imperial Academy to write a memorial, please appoint the third prince as the prince, and pray for the prince's blessing for the national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Hearing this, Jia She's hand shook, and a few drops of thick ink dripped on the rice paper.

Jia She was startled: "It's a good piece of paper, wasted."

Walking to the desk, he picked up the tea bowl and drank it in one gulp. After taking a breath, Jia Lian continued: "They also said that if the Zhou Dynasty's national fortune is prosperous, it will definitely bless the prince and even the fourth prince. Anyway, now the emperor The city is in chaos, and everything is possible.”

Jia She put down his painting brush, sighed, and did not answer Jia Lian's words. He walked to the window and opened all the windows.

Jia Lian hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and whispered: "Master, we must find a way to stop them. Once the third prince recovers from his illness after being canonized, it will be a blessing and destiny! No one can shake his crown prince status. bit."

After being silent for a while, Jia She asked: "Do you think the third prince can still wake up?"

Jia Lian's eyes flashed: "No one can say for sure about this kind of thing. We can't gamble, if we're not afraid of [-], we're just in case!"

Jia She turned around, took a deep look at Jia Lian, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "The third prince can't even drink the Dushen Decoction now. It will probably be in the next day or two."

After hearing this, Jia Lian was shocked.

Jia She paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, while saying: "We can't get involved in this matter, let Mei Changwen and others make trouble. The bigger the trouble becomes, the harder it will be to end it. Do you understand?"

Jia Lian's eyes lit up, and he nodded deeply.

Jia She: "Of course, we can't just watch the fun." He walked to Jia Lian and stopped, "Go find Li Hao and ask him to help Mei Changwen, add another fire and burn down the Mei Party. .”

Jia Lian: "Okay, I'll go find him tonight."

Jia She waved his hand: "Whether it is reliable or not, this is a prayer for the third prince's life. There is nothing shameful about it. Go now, and go openly."

"it is good."

Jia Lian nodded in admiration and hurried out.

Looking at his back disappearing outside the moon gate, Jia She walked to the window again and looked at the sky in the distance with a sneer in his eyes. Whether it was a sudden terminal illness or poisoning, the third prince would be a thing of the past. , the fourth prince also fell into a coma inexplicably, and people in the harem were now in panic. Yuan Chun took the ninth prince back to the Jia family, Wu Guiren took the tenth prince to the relatives' villa built for her by the Wu family, and the three-year-old seventh prince because of his mother's concubine She died in childbirth and was sent to the Zhen family by the emperor.

Now the emperor was also afraid and sent the three young princes out of the palace.

In fact, as long as he kills all those in the Zhongshun Palace, the world will be at peace.

As for Mei Changwen, he was just struggling to make a comeback and regain the emperor's trust.

At this time, the Qianqing Palace has become a huge monastery. The monks of Daxiangguo Temple are sitting on the left side, with cymbals, drums, chimes and chanting loudly.

On the right, Taoist Zhang from Qingxu Temple is leading a group of Taoists around the altar to perform rituals.

Kneeling outside the gate of the hall was full of officials who came to chant scriptures and pray for blessings, kneeling there solemnly and silently reciting scriptures.

At this time, Wang Hetang walked out with an official document in his hands. He looked back at the closed study room and sighed deeply. There were already rumors outside that two older princes had suddenly become terminally ill. This is God's punishment to the emperor for the murder he committed.
Then he looked at the dojo where the ritual was being performed. Wang Hetang turned around and walked towards Wenyuan Pavilion. He never believed in any underworld retribution. In order to implement the New Deal in Suzhou, he personally destroyed an ancient temple and killed the monks who were working against him. They all rushed into the army. If there was retribution, why did he get promoted and make a fortune, and why did his old mother recover from her illness?
After all, there are villains at work.

However, the third prince is dying. Only a few members of the cabinet are aware of this matter. I hope the fourth prince's condition can improve.

The imperial army fought successively and successfully, leaving the Yi and Di with no ability to fight back. However, the interior of the imperial court was in chaos, and there was no sign of ZTE.

In the distance, Mr. Yang Ge led several scribes and came over carrying two baskets.Wang Hetang stopped.

Elder Yang Ge: "How is the Emperor?"

Wang Hetang: "Not bad." Looking at the two baskets, "Why are there so many memorials?"

Mr. Yang Ge smiled bitterly: "This is a memorial requesting the appointment of the third prince as the crown prince."

Wang Hetang's face changed: "It's just nonsense! At this time, the front line is fighting, what kind of prince should be appointed?!"

Mr. Yang Ge sighed: "The so-called 'deadly sick people seek medical treatment'. Maybe we can really take advantage of the national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty to pray for the third prince's life. Officials from the Jia family have also signed a memorial."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hetang's eyes flashed, and he understood that the Jia family must have known about the third prince's condition.

Yang Gelao continued: "Go back and take a look. Ning Guogong won another great victory and wiped out the two right-wing banners of Horqin. Counting the gold mines, after two more great victories, it is time for the Jin Dynasty to become the king of the county." After saying that, he led the scribe to Qianqing Palace.

Wang Hetang is confused. The prince does not know whether so many changes are a blessing or a curse.
At this time, in the lobby of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, officials from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Hanlin Academy and Imperial College were gathered here. They were like ants on a hot pot, restless when sitting or standing, and they kept stretching. Neck looking toward the door.

Mei Changwen, who was sitting at the upper table, was even more uneasy at this time, his eyes wandering.

After a long time, a Hanlin Academy official who was on duty in the cabinet came in with sweat all over his head, panting: "It's done. It's done."

Everyone was startled at first, and then with a "boom", the lobby immediately became commotion.

Those Qingliu civil servants became excited, and their proud eyes intertwined with each other.

Mei Changwen breathed a long sigh of relief, and then glanced at Li Shouzhong subconsciously.

Li Shouzhong's eyes happened to be turned to Mei Changwen at this time.

As soon as their eyes met, the two quickly separated.

Wang Rulin stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, let's go to Qianqing Palace to pray for the prince!"

Li Shouzhong, Mei Changwen and Li Hao all stood up.

Wang Rulin smiled and said to Li Shouzhong: "Master General Xian, please!" He gave up his hand.

Li Shouzhong glanced at him sideways and walked out.

Then everyone hugged Mei Changwen and Li Hao and walked out.

The Grand View Garden on the other side was full of laughter and laughter. Jia Yuanchun was accompanying Jia Mu to play Shuanglu. Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng, Li Wan and others were watching.

Yuanchun's dice was good, and he knocked several of Jia Mu's chess pieces away when he rolled them, making everyone laugh.

Jia Mu smiled and threw it again, but the result was not ideal.

Yuanchun took the dice with a smile, and suddenly felt footsteps outside the palace door, and quickly looked towards the door.

After a while, Baoqin hurried in and whispered something in Yuanchun's ear.

Yuanchun's expression changed immediately, and the dice in his hand fell on the chessboard.

Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others were stunned by Yuan Chun's expression and looked at her closely.

After a while, Jia Mu asked tentatively: "Mother."

Yuanchun came to his senses: "The cabinet is drafting an edict to confer the title of crown prince on the third prince."

Everyone was shocked!

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and then Li Zhong, the eunuch in charge of Fengzao Palace, rushed in like a gust of wind, panting: "The third prince has passed away."

(End of this chapter)