After the demon concubine returned to the palace, the emperor and I switched bodies

Chapter 174 Wang Fu's Nephew
"Wang Fu, I know that you are worried about His Majesty, but you still need to take care of your health. You are His Majesty's most trusted servant. With you by his side, I can rest assured."

"There is my palace here, as well as Rong Xiuyi and Yang Meiren. Eunuch Wang Fu should take the time to heal his wounds with peace of mind."

Speaking of which, so far, she has not fully understood Wang Fu's position.

Wang Fu lowered his head, turned around and saluted Cui Canwen again, "I beg the empress to forgive me for being disrespectful in front of the palace."

When he learned that His Majesty drank the medicine of tiger and wolf again and fainted in Qianyang Palace, Wang Fu felt dizzy.

Forgive him, he is a eunuch who has been purified, and he can't feel the strong desire for love between men and women.

Are you dying?
If he is a high-ranking nobleman, he must cultivate his moral character, guard his gold and silver treasures, and live a long life.

He just went in and out to recuperate, but found that the sky in this palace seemed to be about to change.

Cui Canwen calmly raised her hand, "No problem."

"You have a deep relationship with His Majesty's master and servant, which is understandable."

"There is no rush to take care of His Majesty at this moment. Only when you recover from your injuries can you be more handy."

"In addition, His Majesty saw that there was no capable person available in this palace, so he ordered Wang Bao to serve in Kunde Hall."

"Eunuch Wang Fu taught Wang Bao very well. His hands and feet are nimble and he doesn't talk too much. This palace is very easy to use."

Puzzled across Wang Fu's old face, he was still very submissive in his mouth, "It is his blessing to be appreciated by the empress and to serve her left and right."

Over the past few days, the palace servants who had taken care of his injured back had always been whispering in his ears, saying that Wang Bao was highly valued by His Majesty.

He was serving her personally, and was sent outside the palace to investigate the case, and she seemed to have the momentum to replace him.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that His Majesty regards Wang Bao as his successor.

Such reuse, and it was easy to point it to Empress Cui.

Could it be that Wang Bao was used as an undercover agent?
But as long as Queen Cui is not stupid, she will not really regard Wang Bao as her own and entrust her with important responsibilities.

However, there are exceptions.

Empress Cui has always acted in a unique way.

For example, Splendid.

When His Majesty took Jinxiu into the palace, he first favored her with great fanfare and rewarded her with beaded hairpins and fine clothes. However, he did not give her a status. She was still treated as a palace maid and presented it to the Kunde Palace in a big way, with the intention of humiliating Queen Cui.

Unexpectedly, Empress Cui accepted it gracefully and calmly without anger or fuss.

Not only did she not take Jinxiu's life, but with Quan Qinghe's Cui family's reputation, she actually gave Jinxiu a place to settle down, made Jinxiu a dignified court lady in the Kunde Palace, eating and wearing money for the moon. Second only to Bailu.

He admired this kindness.

Perhaps, for Wang Bao, it would also be a blessing.

"Wang Bao, please send Eunuch Wang Fu back."

Cui Canwen ordered.

Anyway, he is also Wang Bao's godfather, who once protected Wang Bao in this man-eating place.

If Wang Fu is willing, she doesn't mind giving Wang Fu a grace to allow him to leave the palace in a dignified manner to support his life.

Rather than saying it is a grace for Wang Fu, it is better to say that it is fulfilling Wang Bao.

"Godfather." Wang Bao lowered his waist and spoke respectfully.

Wang Fu saluted, wrapped Wang Bao's arm, and left with a bow.

Cui Canwen looked at the pair of father and son who seemed to be hanging into the soil with complicated expressions.

I don't know what the outcome of this conversation will be.

In his heart, Wang Bao is a person who values ​​friendship.

Emphasis on friendship is a good thing.

But Wang Fu was Liang Shaoyuan's most trusted eunuch.

Wang Bao chose to serve her as his master.

Each is his master, has a conscience, and values ​​love and justice, and will suffer extra torment.

Cui Canwen looked away, took two steps forward, and touched Liang Shaoyuan's forehead through the sleeve handkerchief, pretending to be deeply sad, "I don't know when your Majesty's body will regain its color. I am really worried."

After giving instructions to the imperial doctor again, and acting like a virtuous queen, he left to handle palace affairs.

She wants no one to fault her.

Although he is not afraid of burning bones, a good reputation can sometimes make the road a little smoother.

Cui Canwen reviewed the memorial and set up camp in the Hall of Eternal Life.

It wasn't until lunch time that Wang Bao came back.

There was a not-so-obvious five-fingerprint on his smooth face, and his eye sockets were also abnormally red.

"The talk broke down?"

Cui Canwen ordered people to evacuate the lunch, leaving Wang Bao alone.

Wang Bao grudgingly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Godfather doesn't want to leave the palace."

"He said that there are no relatives outside the palace, and the only nephew died in northern Xinjiang."

"My nephew died, and he was out of reach in the palace. After receiving the news, my niece and grandniece have disappeared, and their life and death are unknown."

"He has nowhere to go."

"In addition to these, I think the godfather is more determined. I think it will be easier to cast a wide net to find someone with the status of the superintendent."

"Live to see people, die to see corpses."

"Northern Xinjiang?" Cui Canwen took a sip of tea, suppressing the greasy feeling in her mouth.

When mentioning northern Xinjiang, she subconsciously thought about it.

Wang Bao lowered his head, calmed down his emotions, and said slowly, "Godfather's nephew, after joining the army, he once fought in the north and south under the command of His Royal Highness King Yong. The daughter also moved to Liangzhou."

"King Yong disarmed and returned to the capital."

"Three years ago, His Royal Highness King Yong once again mobilized troops to quell the Turkic Rebellion. Maybe his godfather's nephew also died in the fire in Beishan."

"It should be credible."

"I had a slightly similar guess before."

Cui Canwen was silent.

I don't know how many soldiers died in the Eastern Turkic Rebellion, died outside Liangzhou City, and died in Beishan.

If it was normal to die on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather, perhaps there would not be so many regrets.

However, it was a conspiracy.

Perhaps, even the unexpected rebellion of East Turkistan was a long-planned calculation.

Changan.

Liangzhou.

Turks.

The vortex of this wind has always been in Chang'an, the most prosperous and noble city under the sun, and all the blood and sacrifices have been spilled on the frontier.

Silent and nameless, covered by yellow sand.

"Does he hate King Yong who leads the army?"

Too many people died.

With human life in the middle, it's hard to be calm.

"I don't know."

"I used to lie low in front of my godfather when I was a child. I saw my godfather repeatedly read several yellowed and damaged letters. Now that I think about it, it should be a letter from home."

The words on the family letter have been blurred, the paper is torn, and there is no human body left.

"Forget it, after dealing with the matter of happiness, I will talk about it in person."

She was also in Northern Xinjiang, under the command of King Yong.

Perhaps, she also had a spear match with Wang Fu's nephew.

At that time, she couldn't settle down for a moment.

"Thank you, Madam, for your generosity."

Wang Bao kowtowed.

"Wang Bao, where is the hatred in your heart?" Cui Canwen remembered the past that Wang Bao told her when he was loyal to her.

Wang Bao said sadly, "Mother, I don't even know who to hate."

"The world is like this, the late emperor also tried his best."

"So, if there are fewer similar tragedies, the slave is taking revenge."

(End of this chapter)