The Golden Partridge of An Lingrong's Rebirth

Chapter 231 Extra: Jing Shu is not what I want
"What did the queen do today?"

"Back to the Emperor, the Queen has invited Concubine Shu, Concubine Xin and Concubine Xun to play leaf cards today. In the afternoon, she has also invited Concubine Ying, Concubine Xun and Concubine Qing to watch the circus. She should have just returned now. Yikun Palace." Xia Pingan bowed back and handed a bowl of warm Tremella Lily Soup to the Emperor, "Your Majesty, today I am fifteen, do you want to go to Yikun Palace to sit down later?"

The emperor had just taken off the rubbish in his hand, stretched his stiff body, closed his eyes and sighed: "Forget it, the queen will probably roll her eyes to the back of her head when she sees me, so she might as well continue to criticize the rubbish." He scooped a spoonful of lily. Putting the soup into his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Today's soup was well made. Who made it?"

"It's a new maid from the Imperial Kitchen, surnamed Wei." Xia Ping'an said, "She is really good at her craftsmanship. She made a dish of braised quail with asparagus for the Queen's Palace a few days ago, and the Queen was full of praise."

The emperor took a few more bites and sighed in a low voice: "It reminds me of the soup my mother made before... Is there any news from Jiangnan recently?"

"Everything is fine with the old lady. I heard that they recently opened a restaurant and the business is very good. They also opened a school for girls..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a thunderous sound on the ground, and the entire Yangxin Hall was shaken. The emperor almost smashed the bowl in his hand: "What's going on?"

There was thick smoke billowing from Yikun Palace. The queen stood in the courtyard with a disgraced face, looking at the messy small kitchen with a frustrated face. Wei Miao on the side had obviously not recovered yet. Like an overly frightened little rabbit, she held the Shovel stood there blankly.

"Are you injured?" The queen wiped her face casually, walked to Wei Miao, and leaned slightly to look at her.

Wei Miao then remembered that she was afraid, and her round almond-shaped eyes suddenly became watery: "Slave, slave..." She looked up at the queen, her face full of grievances, her eyes and nose were red, more like a rabbit.

"Oh, oh, oh, don't cry." The queen suddenly panicked and hurriedly took the handkerchief from the maid's hand to wipe her tears, "It's my fault. You cook well, but I have to have a hand in it." What, you know clearly that you are a kitchen killer, but you still insist on getting involved..."

"Emperor, Empress!"

The queen suddenly froze, and reflexively wanted to run away. Unfortunately, someone grabbed her by the collar before she could take a step forward. She had no choice but to put on a smile and look at the visitor: "Your Majesty, long time no see."

The emperor glanced around with a dark face, and finally his eyes fell on Wei Miao. His eyes moved slightly, but he quickly looked away, and continued to criticize the queen: "I haven't been here for just a few days, what are you doing? ? You think your life is too long, do you want to see the King of Hell early?" After saying that, he turned to look at the palace maids standing in the courtyard, frowning coldly, "Are they all dead? You still don't serve the queen to change clothes. Freshen up!”

"Why are you so fierce?" The queen muttered as she was surrounded by a group of palace ladies and entered the palace.

The emperor sighed tiredly, then turned back to look at Wei Miao: "You are not from the Queen's Palace."

"This slave is from the imperial kitchen." Wei Miao's feet softened, and he knelt down with a plop. He hit his forehead on the ground with a muffled sound, and his body shrank into a ball, shaking like a ball of chaff. "The Queen said, I want to eat the slave's cooking." The slave made the sweet soup and brought it over. After eating it, the Queen said she wanted to learn, so she asked the slave to make another one in the small kitchen of Yikun Palace. But... the result was that... she accidentally sprinkled flour on the open flame. It was flammable, so it exploded. Your Majesty, forgive me, it's all your slave's fault..." At the end of the sentence, his voice couldn't help but sound a little crying.

The emperor hesitated for a moment, then rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Is she the queen?"

"No, no, I was careless." Wei Miao raised her head and waved her hands repeatedly.

Suqin, who was standing behind the emperor, pursed her lips and smiled softly, nodded and said: "Miss Wei is kind-hearted, but she is afraid that the emperor will punish the empress." She smiled and bent her eyes, then said, "Your Majesty, it is true that you are wise. It was the Queen who accidentally knocked over the flour bag, which caused the explosion."

Wei Miao looked at the emperor's face that suddenly darkened. His face turned pale with fright, and he burst into tears.

The emperor was about to have a fit, but he immediately held back after catching a glimpse of Wei Miao's pitiful face. He took a deep breath to hold back his temper: "Ping An, take her to the Hall of Cultivation of Heart."

Xia Ping'an immediately stepped forward to receive the order and took Wei Miao down, whose hands and feet were weak.

In the bedroom, the queen had changed into a new set of clothes and was sitting on the couch eating cakes. When she saw the emperor coming in, she did not get up to salute. She just smiled and raised her hand and waved: "Come here, try this Fengxian cake, little girl." Your craftsmanship is really good." She pushed the pink pastry toward the emperor, then blinked and smiled ambiguously, "How about this? It must be your favorite type, right?"

"You look very young, only fifteen or sixteen years old." The emperor sat down on the couch, picked up a piece of pastry and put it into his mouth. The pastry was sweet and refreshing, and almost melted in your mouth, "Jingshu, I am already 31 She is now more than one year older than her."

"Your Majesty is 31. If you don't think about your heir, I'm afraid that in a few years you will no longer be able to do it." The Queen sighed matter-of-factly, skillfully dodged the soft pillow and purse thrown by the Emperor, and then leaned down on the couch. "You are the emperor, and you have three thousand beauties in the harem, but you live like an ascetic." She clicked her tongue twice, shook her head and sighed.

The emperor suddenly fell silent. He looked at the queen steadily, and after a long time he said, "Do you really want to leave?"

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

The playful smile on the Queen's face suddenly faded. She straightened the corners of her mouth, put away her usual playfulness, and looked at the Emperor seriously: "Honghao, I don't want to be a sparrow in the Forbidden City, I want to be an eagle soaring in the sky. My soul It doesn't belong to this era, and it doesn't belong to you. You promised me that you would let me go." Her eyes flickered slightly, staring into the emperor's eyes, "A gentleman's words are hard to follow."

"I understand." The emperor tensed his jaw and stood up with a cold face.

The queen breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her usual careless appearance. She said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please go slowly. Come back often when you have time~" She watched the Emperor's figure slowly disappearing at the door, and the smile on her lips also slowly Slowly coming down, she was silent for a while, and then she ate the Emperor's half-eaten Phoenix Fairy Cake one bite at a time.

Wei Miao soon became favored, and she was promoted from an official girl to a nobleman. The emperor, who had been stoic for many years, seemed to suddenly have an enlightenment. He poured all the rain and dew favor on this beautiful jasmine flower, making her She bloomed with a different kind of beauty.

With this precedent, the concubines of the palace were also ready to make a move, but after several trials, they discovered that the emperor's deep and intense hobby seemed to belong to Wei Miao alone, and no one else could share it.

Soon, good news came from the palace.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Wei from the Yongshou Palace is already two months pregnant." Suqin informed the queen as soon as she got the news.

At that time, the Queen was boredly flipping through "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. When she heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay, okay, you are indeed the one I like. Go and tell the Queen Mother this good news." She rubbed her hands and her eyes lit up. De was like a star in the night, "Qing Shu, go pick some treasures from the warehouse and send them to Yongshou Palace. Tell Mr. Wei that with me here, you don't have to worry about anything. It's important to give birth to the child well."

After Yangxin Palace received the news, the emperor did not look very happy. He only asked lightly: "Is the queen happy after knowing this?" "The queen was so happy that she sent things to Yongshou Palace like a stream of water. I am very kind to Mr. Wei." Xia Ping'an smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "The Queen Mother was also very happy when she found out about this. She hurriedly sent someone to spread the news to Jiangnan. I think the old lady will also be very happy when she knows about it. of."

"That's good." The emperor lowered his eyes and muttered in a low voice, and then continued to approve the memorial, "It is passed down that the noble Wei family of Yongshou Palace in Jin Dynasty will be concubine, and the imperial edict will be given to promote Wei Qingtai to be the assistant collar." After that, His thoughts wandered for a moment, and the red ink in his hand was suspended in mid-air. He didn't come back to his senses until the red ink dripped, "That's it, go ahead."

"Hey." Xia Ping'an retreated in response. When he retreated to the door, he glanced back unexpectedly. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that the emperor was not very happy.

Xia Pingan paused slightly. He looked at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. His figure gradually overlapped with the scene in his memory. The difference was that Emperor Shizong was always accompanied by Empress Xiaomingxian, but the emperor was truly The lonely person.

The long summer sunshine comes closer from the window, opening up a long silhouette, silently telling the loneliness and loneliness of the cold weather at high places.

In the spring of the 21st year of the Apocalypse, the concubine gave birth to the princess He Jing, who was promoted to the imperial concubine. Then she gave birth to the emperor's eldest son Yonglu, and the emperor's second daughter He Ke, who was promoted to the imperial concubine.

In the winter of the 25th year of the Apocalypse, the imperial concubine gave birth to the emperor's second son Yongyan in the Old Summer Palace. A year later, the emperor's third son was born, but he died due to insufficient womb.

In the 30th year of the Apocalypse, the emperor ordered a tour to the south, and the mighty team traveled all the way to the south of the Yangtze River.

The beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, not to mention the current peace and prosperity, is even more like a scene of blooming flowers. Even if it was accompanied by a slight drizzle on this day, it did not affect the beauty of this landscape painting at all.The dragon boat sailed slowly into the river. On both sides of the river were officials kneeling in the rain. There was a solemn silence. Looking further away, there were dense crowds of people kneeling to welcome the dawn. The gentle wind mixed with raindrops came towards us, and the heaven and earth were enveloped in gentleness. in the mist.

After the Holy Emperor went to the palace to stay, the Emperor went to Cai Lian Manor incognito. He never thought that the Queen Mother would arrive early in the morning.

"Honghao is here, sit down quickly." Zhen Huan held the wine cup and drank slowly. Seeing the emperor walking in hastily, she hurriedly greeted him to sit down, "Ai Jia and Rong Er were talking about you, and by chance you are here. Come on, try your mother's newly brewed lychee wine, you can't even buy it outside."

The emperor pursed his lips and took a sip. The sweetness and mellow aroma of the wine left him with endless aftertaste. He couldn't help but drink the whole glass: "It is sweeter than the green plum wine that the mother sent to the palace years ago. No wonder Feng Feng Business at Yilou is so booming."

"We haven't seen each other for many years, and Honghao's words are becoming more and more likable." An Lingrong narrowed his eyes with a smile and poured him another glass of wine, "I heard from your empress that you have been doting on the Wei family in recent years. What’s the reason?”

The emperor lowered his eyes and said nothing, twirling the wine glass and drank it clean. After a long time, he said with some frustration: "The Queen is the one who was chosen by the Queen and sent to her son. The more you pamper her, the happier the Queen will be." Some."

The unexpected answer made An Lingrong stunned for a while. After a long time, she finally understood. She reached out and gently touched the emperor's head, and said warmly: "You can't keep her, can you?"

"Eniang, can I really not keep her by my side?" The emperor suddenly raised his head and looked at An Lingrong, his eyes filled with softness and vulnerability, "I can ask for nothing but for her to be by my side." Finally, he lowered his head again and said dullly, "Mother, my son really likes her."

An Lingrong and Zhen Huan looked at each other silently, and both sighed.

"When I heard the name Jingshu for the first time, I thought she was a gentle and quiet girl, but I didn't expect that she was so bright and unrestrained. She rode away in a riding outfit, drew a bow and an archer came to capture her, just like A ball of fire in winter and the scorching sun in summer." An Lingrong couldn't help but smile knowingly as she thought of the past, "Honghao, let me ask you, do you like the bright Jingshu back then, or the one you have now? Jingshu in the Queen's shackles?"

The emperor was speechless and opened his mouth, but no words came out, but the answer was already clear.

"Emperor, since you can't keep her, let her go. Fulfilling her will also fulfill your love for her." Zhen Huan also advised her. She watched her every day in the palace, even though she had Ula in the past. Nala Yixiu's grievances are still there, but she will still sigh that Nala Jingshu is a good child.

The emperor sat on his seat frustrated, biting his glass and drinking sullenly.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door. The queen was also dressed in plain clothes. After asking for the courtesy, she looked around nervously and saw that the emperor was already drunk and lying on the table. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "He is indeed here."

"Honghao is drunk. Let's stay one night." An Lingrong smiled and asked Dill to prepare the room. "Since you are here, let's stay together and send someone back to tell him."

"Well, if there's nothing important, I'll naturally stay overnight." The queen shook her head and asked people to prepare the sobering soup. "E Niang, Huang E Niang, there is an emergency report from the southwest. There is another riot in Jinchuan. The Governor of Sichuan Altai is invincible and has been defeated one after another..."

"Altai is useless!" The emperor woke up drunkenly with a blush on his face, shook his head and fell into the queen's arms, "Send...send Fu Heng."

"Fu Heng is still in the northwest." The queen wiped the emperor's face with her handkerchief, then held his face and said seriously, "Honghao, let me go."

The emperor suddenly woke up and wanted to shake his head without thinking, but the queen held his head firmly in place.

"Honghao, I will definitely win, believe me." The Queen said word by word, with eager fire in her eyes, "Let me go, I want to go."

The emperor shook his hands, pulled down the queen's hand, then wrapped her hand with his palm, bowed his head deeply: "Okay." The girl he loved most wanted to spread her wings and fly high, and he couldn't be the one to break her wings.

The queen left. She neatly cut off her long hair, dressed up as a man, and set off to the front line with the army.

This time, the Battle of Jinchuan was very difficult. It lasted for five years, with more than 7000 casualties and 35 million taels of silver. Finally, victory was achieved in the autumn of the [-]th year of the Apocalypse.

And the emperor also welcomed back his beloved queen-a small box of ashes.

"Hey, which family's young man are you from? You're so good-looking. My name is Jingshu, and I have a small Chinese character named Fei Ying. What about you?"

"I...cough, my name is Honghao."

(End of this chapter)