The Golden Partridge of An Lingrong's Rebirth

"Sister, you can cry if you want to." An Lingrong raised his hand to tell the waiters to leave, and then he stood up and left.

There was a suppressed cry from behind, like a blunt knife, hitting An Lingrong's heart time and time again. She closed the door, raised her head, looked at the square sky in the yard, and suddenly felt that time was so cruel. , it takes away their stories and their memories little by little. Everyone is slowly leaving, and everything that has happened will be annihilated in the torrent of history until no one remembers it anymore.

Prince Guo died in the midsummer of the second year of Qianlong's reign. The Niu Hulu family of Fujin was so distraught that he touched his coffin and died.

This year, the lotus flowers in the palace were in full bloom, with pink and white colors complementing each other. They clustered on the lake, which reminded Zhen Huan of the scene on her birthday that year. The clear white lotuses floating all over the lake were like lamps of mutton-fat white jade. The frivolous water surface is mixed with a few pink red lotuses, like a shy blush on a woman's face. The sun is shining, the green leaves are fields, and their figures are reflected in the broken shadows of the waves.

"The prince was killed by the current emperor." Concubine Ning stood behind Zhen Huan with a gloomy face and whispered, "Is this the emperor you selected after thousands of choices? He actually wanted someone as good as the prince. Kill them all!"

Zhen Huan felt that it was becoming difficult to breathe.

Today, Concubine Ning invited her out for a meeting uncharacteristically. She only said that she had something important to talk about, but did not say what it was about. Now that she suddenly heard about this, Zhen Huan suddenly felt as if her heart was broken, and the pain was unbearable: " Why? The emperor has no reason to do this, he obviously... obviously attaches great importance to Prince Guo."

"I heard that every time the prince comes to the palace to pay homage to the emperor, he always asks if the Queen Mother of Shoukang Palace is well." Concubine Ning's eyes flashed with deep pain, "I can't believe that the emperor is not suspicious of this and has guessed what happened between you and the prince. Why? To protect the royal family's face, the prince was killed - Zhen Huan, it's because of you!" She reached out and took Zhen Huan's hand, revealing the coral bracelet on her wrist, with thin tears in her eyes, "Since you still When you bring your prince to ask for your beloved thing from the South China Sea, you should remember his kindness to you and don't let him die so unjustly."

Zhen Huan cried in panic, but she had no idea that he still missed her so much.

"If it is not convenient for the Queen Mother to take action, I can do it for you." Concubine Ning approached Zhen Huan, her voice filled with trembling cruelty, "I will never let him go, even if he is already the emperor."

Concubine Ning left like a gust of wind, leaving Zhen Huan alone.

She stood facing the wind for a long time, until the tears in her eyes gradually disappeared, she murmured in a low voice: "Of course I can't let him go." She said it so softly that it didn't even have time to pass through. Whose ears were blown away by a gust of wind.

The wind rustled the leaves, the sky was clear and translucent, and the fine dust in the air was slowly settling. Time seemed to have stopped. The sun fell like gold, and then sank to the surface. The blood-like sunset spread, and the sky suddenly became dark. Coming down, it's like a drop of thick ink dripping into clear water, and the ink color swallows up the sunset bit by bit.

In the distance, there seemed to be crows flying away, and the sound gradually became very distant.

An Lingrong looked at Hong Hao who was standing not far away from him, gradually calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and called out softly: "Hong Hao, what are you doing?"

Honghao raised his hands, holding a bright mirror, but what was surprising was that the mirror was floating in the air an inch away from his palm. The mirror surface was glowing with a shallow golden light, and little bits of gold were constantly overflowing from it. , reflecting Honghao's face as if bathed in sunlight, suddenly hearing An Lingrong's voice, he slowly raised his head and looked back, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water in the abyss, with a hint of familiarity in the strangeness.

An Lingrong looked at those eyes and felt inexplicably at ease: "Isn't this the first time we've met?" She raised her eyebrows and smiled softly, "Is there anything important for Xianjun to come here this time?"

Seeing that she recognized him, Honghao nodded and said straight to the point: "The fate of the Qing Dynasty is about to disappear. I'm here to take a look."

An Lingrong opened her eyes involuntarily: "What?"

"The cycle of cause and effect, the reincarnation of heaven." Honghao said solemnly, "Everything in the world has laws, but there are always variables, and you are one of them. You are reborn alone, and you change the fate of countless people. In order to end this Cause and effect, you paid the price of your own reincarnation in the future, and Anjia spreads good deeds for you and accumulates merits, so it can be considered as offset." He raised his hand to create a glittering book, turned one of the pages, and continued. , "And Li Xiang sneaked through the time rift after his death, not only reviving his corpse, but also affecting those who were responsible for the fate of the country."

"Who is Li Xiang?" An Lingrong was a little confused.

"People in later generations will call her a time traveler, but we usually call her a time intruder." Honghao said lightly, "The cause and effect she caused is too great, even if she dies, she can't offset it, so she can only use Aixin Jueluo Hongli's luck has passed." There seemed to be a hint of resentment on his expressionless face, "But in this way, the fate of the Qing Dynasty will be greatly shortened. If this gap cannot be filled, The impact on future generations will only be greater..."

An Lingrong was confused, but she still asked: "Why do you say that?"

"Hongli was supposed to reign for 60 years and die at the age of 88, but now, I'm afraid he won't live more than three years..."

An Lingrong woke up suddenly, almost frightening Zhen Huan who wanted to call her.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Zhen Huan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief and whispered, "Why did you fall asleep while sitting on the porch? The sun is scorching right now. I'm seriously suffering from the heat. I'm going to fall asleep soon." Come in." The sadness on her face had not yet faded, so she did not notice An Lingrong's strange expression.

An Lingrong's hands and feet were a little weak, and she managed to stand still. She glanced at the empty yard and asked casually: "Where is Honghao?"

"Rui Beile is still taking a nap at the moment. Does the Queen Mother have anything to explain?" The person who replied was Ju Qing, who had been serving Hong Hao personally over the years.

"It's okay." An Lingrong shook his head and slowly walked into the dormitory.For a moment, she couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality, which one was real. After a long time, she slowly came back to her senses. When she was about to speak, she heard a small voice outside. "The Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, Sir Zhang Tingyu would like to see you."

Zhang Tingyu walked in with a solemn look and bowed respectfully to An Lingrong and Zhen Huan: "I would like to express my sincere greetings to the Queen Mother's Holy Ann and my respectful regards to the Queen Mother's Jin'an." Then he said, "We are here to pay homage to you. I would like to ask the Queen Mother for a decree."

An Lingrong and Zhen Huan looked at each other and thought about it for a moment.

"Master Zhang, please get up and speak first." An Lingrong raised her hand to signal him to get up, "Dill, please give me a seat."

As a veteran of three dynasties, Zhang Tingyu has always been rigid. The most intolerable thing is the harem interfering in politics. Even when An Lingrong ordered to temporarily stay in Longyue in Beijing, he repeatedly refuted it in the court. In the end, he had to obey the late emperor's edict. .Today, uncharacteristically, he went to Shoukang Palace to ask for help. It was indeed a very difficult matter to think about.

"The emperor insisted on attacking Jinchuan and Jinchuan, but the ministers and others tried to persuade them to no avail. As a last resort, he approached the two empress dowagers." Zhang Tingyu's face turned purple, as if he felt that it was very shameful to ask for help from a harem woman because of court affairs. , but the situation was urgent, he had no choice but to show off his old face, "The Big and Little Jinchuans are originally two tributaries of the upper reaches of the Dadu River in northwest Sichuan. There are gold mines in the mountains along the rivers and a lot of gold sand in the rivers, so they are named Name. These two tributaries are strategically located, connecting Chengdu in the east, Kangzang in the west, Qinghai in the north, and Yunnan and Guizhou in the south. Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, we have been exploring ways to manage this place. During the reign of the late emperor, he widely promoted the reform of soil and return to flow. , abolished the local chieftain system, reduced the factors of rebellion, and strengthened the rule over the border areas. However, since Shaluoben became the Dajinchuan pacification department, he gradually became restless and continued to send troops to invade neighboring tribes, but this was just It’s just a vendetta between the tribes. If the emperor can use their strength to fight against each other and let them contain and compete with each other, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds? But the emperor won’t listen to anything.”

Zhang Tingyu sighed heavily: "If we really want to fight, it shouldn't be now. The severe drought has just passed, the national treasury is mostly empty, and there are no generals available. Although Yue Zhongqi is brave and resourceful, in the end he is worse than Nian Gengyao was much worse back then. If he had waited a few years, the queen's brother Fu Heng could have led the army in a battle." He stood up and held his hands towards An Lingrong, saying, "Empress Dowager, the late emperor's edict said, If there is any undecided decision, you have the right to make a decision. I will ask the Queen Mother to formulate an edict and suppress the matter for the time being."

An Lingrong slowly took a sip of tea and remained silent.

"Mr. Zhang, you should know how difficult the situation of the Ai family and the Empress Dowager is in the palace now. If this decree is really issued today as the lord said, I am afraid that tomorrow I will hear about the Ai family and the Empress Dowager. The news of his sudden death from illness." Zhen Huan sighed sadly and said, "This edict left by the late emperor is power, and it is a hot potato. The matter of Long Yue can be said to be a matter of the previous dynasty, and it is also a matter of the previous dynasty. It can be said that it is a harem matter, and it is understandable for the Queen Mother to intervene, but even so..." She paused thoughtfully and did not say any more.

Zhang Tingyu also realized something and slowly lowered his raised hand.

An Lingrong spoke at this moment: "Dill, go see if Rui Beile is awake. If he is, ask him to come and pay homage to Mr. Zhang."

"We are scared." Zhang Tingyu hurriedly knelt down.

"Master Zhang doesn't have to be like this." An Lingrong said with a slight smile, "The Aijia heard that Master Zhang has always been loyal and patriotic, and if today's matter had not come to a dead end, Master Zhang would not have thought of putting the Aijia in a dilemma. "While talking, Hong Hao yawned and walked in. She waved him to sit next to her and whispered, "Hong Hao, Mr. Zhang is in trouble with something. Can you give me some advice?"

Zhang Tingyu was slightly startled: "Empress Dowager, Rui Beile, isn't it..." He met Honghao's bright eyes and immediately realized something. He hurriedly told what he had just said again, and finally asked cautiously, "Rui Beile, What do you think of this matter?"

"This battle should be fought. Shaluoben is ambitious. If he blindly weighs the constraints and allows them to fight among themselves, when Shaluoben annexes the surrounding small tribes, the Qing Dynasty will not fight just the small Jinchuan." Honghao said categorically, and then suddenly changed the topic, "But right now, fighting can only be ranked second."

Zhang Tingyu was so frightened by what Honghao said that she couldn't help but follow his words and asked: "Ruibele, what is the first important thing?"

"Of course it's money." Honghao looked at Zhang Tingyu calmly, then blinked and joked, "How can we fight without money?"

"Baylor is absolutely right." Zhang Tingyu couldn't help but smile knowingly, and suddenly felt a little emotional.If the late emperor had put aside his prejudice earlier and established the seventh elder brother as the prince when the late emperor was still there, perhaps things would not be as bad as they are today. "Then in Beile's opinion, where should this money come from?" Are you coming?"

"Master Zhang might as well check the account list of the external loans from the Ministry of Accounts." Honghao said, "According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, if an official's salary is not enough to cover expenses, he can borrow money from the Ministry of Accounts and return it on a selected day. But In fact, most of the people who borrowed the money had some financial resources, but the Ministry of Accounts borrowed the money without any interest and no one wanted to recover it. Over time, the money would become unpayable. If the money could be recovered, the national treasury might It will be full." After saying that, he covered his mouth and smiled again, "As for how to get the money back, it is a matter for adults."

Zhang Tingyu remembered this after hearing what Honghao said. In the early days of the late emperor's accession to the throne, he served as the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue. At that time, he saw many IOU-style treasury bank details in the internal account books, and the bulk of the loan was All of them are high-ranking people, ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands. Even if you only need to return half of them, it is still a large sum of money.With money, food and grass in place, if we really want to go to war, we will be confident!

After Zhang Tingyu figured this out, his face immediately lit up. He bowed deeply to Honghao solemnly and said, "Thank you, Ruibele."

"Master Zhang, you're welcome." Honghao sent Zhang Tingyu away politely, then turned to lie in An Lingrong's arms and acted coquettishly, "Mother, what did I just say?"

An Lingrong looked at his well-behaved and cute appearance. Compared with the young and mature appearance in his dream, the gap was too big. He couldn't help feeling a little awkward. He reached out and rubbed and pinched Honghao's face until he burst into tears. He begged for mercy, and then he felt more at ease: "Well, Honghao said it very well."

"This will save us a lot of effort." Zhen Huan said calmly, "Looking at Zhang Tingyu's appearance just now, I am afraid that he has some feelings for Honghao."

An Lingrong just held the corner of his mouth and chuckled silently.

On this day, the dark clouds were as heavy as lead, and dragonflies were swirling and flying close to the lake. The sultry summer was coming to an end, and the gray sky seemed to be brewing a heavy rain. The former government launched a vigorous debt collection campaign. Yin's actions, but the harem once again faced bad news at the time of the handover between autumn and summer.

Ah, I can’t write anymore...