Stepmother Shaoguang

The Double Ninth Festival is followed by frost, and since late autumn, the weather in the capital has become increasingly chilly.

The snow came especially early this year, and the clouds above the palace were so heavy that it was breathless.

People who have been walking in the palace for many years have keen intuition, and they have a vague premonition that something big is going to happen, and everyone is in danger.

The Queen Mother cultivates Buddhism with a pure heart, not only for the deceased rebel king, but also to pray for the saint who suffered from the recurrence of old injuries caused by the cold, and to pray for him to survive this calamity.

The saint fell down on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. He stayed in Ye Guiren's hall that night and suffered a febrile convulsion in the middle of the night.

When the queen arrived, Ye Guiren was huddled in the corner, wrapping himself in a quilt with a look of horror on his face.

This was one of her own. The Queen took a deep breath to suppress her anger and control the situation.

After everyone was dispersed, leaving only the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment, the queen asked with a gloomy face: "How could this happen?"

Ye Guiren trembled: "Yesterday, the saint was so happy that he took his concubine and made trouble a few times. Maybe he caught a cold at that time."

absurd!

"You are also pregnant! Why don't you know how to persuade the saint to exercise restraint?"

Ye Guiren is four months pregnant and is currently raising her baby with peace of mind.

The queen was too busy stabilizing the situation to take care of her.

But even though the imperial doctor carefully diagnosed and treated him, the saint saw that his condition was getting worse and worse, and he was only awake half a day every day.

Ye Guiren felt guilty, wondering if the saint could hold on until the day the child in his belly was born, so he counted the rewards he had received since he had been favored these days, and took care of several internal servants who were waiting in front of the emperor, hoping that he would be able to show up in front of the new emperor. A word of advice for her, at least don't go to the imperial mausoleum to guard the tomb.

The King of Qi supervised the country and took the opportunity to install several of his own forces, many of whom were cousins ​​of Qi Princess Yin Xuan's mother's family.

Everyone was busy maximizing their own interests, but only King Zheng went to the palace every day to ask for his blessings.

After waking up from the dream of being imprisoned for a lifetime, his heart became much calmer and he no longer forced himself to plan anything.

Such filial piety was noticed by the saint.

When he was awake, he would occasionally chat with King Zheng about past events, including when he first ascended the throne and when King Zheng was a child.

Only then did King Zheng realize that when he was born, there were no other princes in the palace, and the saint loved him very much. Perhaps because there were more children later, he naturally ignored the eldest son.

Before King Zheng was four years old, it was during the years when Concubine Shunde was favored. When the saint went to court, he would often bring a bunch of folk snacks he got from unknown sources and hand them to him, then pat him on the head and ask him what he had done throughout the day. What have you done?
Recalling this, the smile on the saint's lips grew deeper.

He heard about what happened in the court in the past few days. King Qi was naughty and lively when he was young, but the supervisor was a ruthless man. He wanted to change the court in a few days.

He's not dead yet.

The smile on the saint's lips faded. The two children he loved most, one participated in the rebellion, and the other looked forward to his death.

Rather.
He looked at King Zheng in front of him: "If you were to govern the world, I would be worried that you would be too kind, and those old fools would ride on you."

No matter how fierce the struggle in his heart was, King Zheng always had a smile on his face.

"My son is not as talented in governing the country as he is, not as good as my third brother."

When he said these words again, it seemed that there was no longer any reluctance in his heart, but he was just confused.

My brother will become emperor in the future. What kind of temperament does he have, and what should I do?

Will he be like a saint?

The saint shook his head: "You two brothers, one is too impatient and straightforward, but it is easy to leave clues and be exploited; the other is too deep, hiding everything in his heart, but not decisive enough." King Zheng's heart thumped, the saint This showed that he was angry from before.

"The Yin family I chose for the third child is complementary to him. I didn't expect him to be so ridiculous in the backyard. He actually fell in love with Yin family's personal maid and wanted to take her as a concubine. It almost cost two lives. It was also this Yin family. Too stubborn."

He had also heard about these things in Beijing. He heard that the maids around Princess Qi had grown up with her since childhood, just like biological sisters, and they would personally choose upright people to marry in the future.

Princess Zheng had talked about this matter several times, so he said a few words for Yin.

The saint also said: "That's all, since she is the right person around the princess, the royal family has no reason to force her to be a concubine. In this matter, the third child is reckless."

This matter was lightly exposed by the saint without any punishment.

When it reached the public, it began to ferment. The rumors changed several versions and became more and more intense.

The King of Qi had a reputation for treating his servants harshly and torturing craftsmen before, so when this rumor spread, no other help was needed, and it naturally aroused public outrage.

Yin Xuan spread the news on purpose. She and King Qi had a falling out, and for the first time they had the idea of ​​​​reconciliation.

If the family knew about it, it would definitely cause an uproar.

Looking at her sister's peaceful face, Yin Xuan felt infinite courage in her heart, secretly fueling all this.

Finally, when King Qi was supervising the country, a grand protest began.

Many people came forward and complained about the evil deeds of the servants of Prince Qi’s family over the years.

Some people's fields and houses were occupied, some had their shops smashed, and some were beaten to serious injuries for no reason.
There are also other girls who were attracted by King Qi. After the incident of the princess's maid came out, they seemed to have made up their minds and joined the condemnation queue, no less than ten people.

The queen was furious in Fengyi Palace and smashed the whole palace: "If you like it, just select a few more beautiful girls for you next year. What are you doing?!"

"And those people under you are so stupid that they can't even hide their identities?"

The queen scolded King Qi like a bastard, and finally said: "Prince Zheng, you should learn to serve the emperor these days! Your father has not yet issued the imperial edict, so don't think that you have secured that position!"

But King Qi was very disdainful: "Is he worthy of fighting with his son?"

Over the years, the Fu family has relied on the queen and supported King Qi. Many things under King Qi have been done by the Fu family.

Fu Shili was the most outstanding child of his generation in the family, so naturally he was favored by King Qi.

After going to court that day, he looked depressed.

Qiao Yuping didn't have to take care of anything at home. Her sister-in-law took care of her, so her little life was very comfortable.

Seeing that her husband was troubled, she stepped forward cautiously: "Why are you worried about your husband?"

Fu Shili drank all the tea in the cup and said angrily: "Your Highness, he wants me to go to those people and seal the news so that they won't spread it again."

"This" Qiao Yuping was confused, "There are so many people, I'm afraid I can't stop Youyou from talking. What should I do, husband?"

"Force is not advisable. Please think carefully about it as a husband."

He sighed as if he was resigned to his fate, who allowed him to be the queen's mother's family?
Even if he doesn't agree with King Qi's actions, he still has to wipe his ass behind him. Is this his destined life?

The pain came to my heart, so I wrote a letter and invited a few friends to have a gathering at home.

"Send the post to Brother He, Brother Wenren, and Brother Luo." He ordered the boy.

Sometimes, when you have no idea, you might as well ask these bad friends.