Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

Tian Lingyue had even thought about the plot: "The imperial concubine has someone outside the palace, and she asked her for help."

"I have many connections outside the palace. They just helped you kill your father. If found out, it would be a serious crime."

"It's not necessary to kill him, but to let him commit suicide."

"Where did this come from?"

"I know my father very well. He has been a lustful person all his life. After marrying several concubines, he often visited various brothels. Most of his salary was spent on this, so this is also his Achilles' heel. Now According to Chen Guoxin's new law, officials are not allowed to stay in brothels at night, otherwise they will lose twenty, so no matter how late it is, my father will definitely go back to the house. The mother-in-law only needs to find a beautiful woman from the brothel to deliberately approach my father, and then get him drunk. After drinking too much, he was in a daze, and if he found someone to take him to a street with few people, he would definitely not survive a night of wind and snow. By then, with the snow covering his traces and no witnesses, everyone would think that he was Drunk and freezing to death outside.”

"Do you really want your father to die?"

"If he doesn't die, I'm afraid my mother won't be able to live. On the one hand, my mother needs medicine to hang herself. On the other hand, my mother can't stand the atmosphere. The concubines in the family are becoming more and more unruly under my father's favor. This will not last more than a year. My father will die. Without my mother, I would not be where I am now. Now I can’t care so much about living for my mother. I hope she will take pity on my mother." Tian Lingyue kept kowtowing to Meng Yuzhu. .

Meng Yuzhu thought for a long time and decided to help Tian Lingyue.

It's easy to find a brothel girl to get Tian Guang drunk.

It's snowing heavily this year, so it's not unusual for a lecher to die outside while drunk and freezing.

If Tian Guang died like this, the Tian family would naturally not be able to make it public due to their reputation.By then, Tian Lingyue will have another handle in her hands. Wouldn't it be easier to control her?At that time, the two of them will really be on the same boat.

Tian Lingyue can even kill his own father, so what do these little hooves in the harem mean?
So she called Cashew to come forward, gave her a few instructions, and Cashew left the palace.

Shi Jing was folding plum blossoms in the imperial garden. It was snowing and everything was white. He had nothing to do. He thought that if he folded plum blossoms and put them in a green vase, they would look particularly beautiful.

I broke an arm full of plum blossoms and my shoes got wet.

Just as he was about to bend down to clean the snow from his shoes, he heard Meng Yuzhu and Tian Lingyue talking.

The snowy sky is silent and the snow falls silently.

The conversation between Meng Yuzhu and Tian Lingyue reached Shi Jing's ears word for word.

Although Shi Jing has not read many books, he still knows the kindness of his parents.

Hearing Tian Lingyue say that he wanted to kill his biological father, Shi Jing was so shocked that he didn't recover for a long time.

I have heard of regicide and patricide. How dare you do that?

Shi Jing's heart was pounding. He didn't expect such a thing to happen in the calm palace.

This imperial garden is not clean either.

I had known I wouldn't have picked plum blossoms.

Qidao has always felt that Tian Lingyue has changed recently. At first, Shi Jing thought it was his hallucination, but now it is true that Tian Lingyue has changed.

Tian Lingyue wanted to kill even her father, let alone others.

Shi Jing just wanted to go back quickly.

Perhaps he was holding a lot of red plums to block his vision, and the ground was slippery. Shi Jing fell to the ground without paying attention.

She was wearing a green skirt, green jacket, aqua-colored scarf, and even the jeweled hairpin in her hair fell two feet away.An armful of red plums was scattered on her back, covering her tightly.

"What's going on?" Shanzhu was alert.

Tian Lingyue walked over and was so close. Shi Jing could see the sharp embroidery on the tips of Tian Lingyue's shoes.

Shi Jing was still thinking about whether Tian Lingyue should kill her to silence her. The Imperial Garden was empty, it was such a cold day, and there were few people around. She might not be a match for Tian Lingyue's cruelty when he used it on her.

Shi Jing closed his eyes nervously.

Unexpectedly, Tian Lingyue walked around and said to Shanzhu: "There are a few cat paws on the ground, maybe wild cats. It's cold, and there are wild cats running around."

Tian Lingyue took Shanzhu back.

The imperial garden returned to silence.

Afraid that Tian Lingyue would turn back, Shi Jing just lay down and counted thirty sheep before he dared to get up, and rushed back to Yongfu Hall as soon as he got up.

The charcoal fire is so warm.

The fragrance of agarwood is light.

The fruit is very soft.

Du Jiyan was practicing calligraphy with a brush.

It's not because practicing calligraphy can help calm the mind, but since Tian Lingyue started, the evil spirit of practicing calligraphy has spread in the harem. No matter how well-literate the concubines are, they all start tinkering with calligraphy brushes and copy out scriptures. Either it was given to the Queen Mother, or it was not given to the Emperor. Even the Queen was not spared. During the morning meeting, she was surprised to receive four volumes of the Diamond Sutra.

Du Jiyan didn't want to follow the crowd.

First of all, her handwriting is ugly.Secondly, I don’t have the habit of copying scriptures. It’s cold in winter and I don’t want to stretch out my hands.The most important thing is laziness.

The emperor may not remember who has sent a handwritten scripture to the emperor, but who has not sent it, the emperor can tell at a glance.

Du Jianyan didn't send it.

Shi Jing didn't send it.

Shi Jing, forget it, it’s better not to provoke the emperor’s master’s daughter.

Du Jiyan didn't run away.

The emperor called her over and told her, "Do you think you are looking down on me if you don't give it to others? He quickly copied me a copy of the sutra with the longest name. After copying it, send it to me so that I can keep it for my files."

After working on this painful job for two hours, my hand was almost broken, and every word I wrote was worse than the last.

Shi Jing was lying on the small table panting. Without paying attention, all the words Du Jiyan had just written were lost.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's over." Du Jiyan set up his brush. It seemed that he really couldn't do the job of writing. Yongfu Palace was not the place to do such fine work.

"How did you know it was over?" Shi Jing took the tea handed to him by Du Jiyan and drank it all before he felt that his heart was not beating so fast.

"Didn't you go to break plum blossoms? Why did you come back empty-handed?" Du Jiyan didn't know about the Royal Garden yet.

Shi Jing was a straight talker who always spoke up when he had something to say, and could never hide things in his heart.

She tried to lower her voice as much as possible and talked about what she had seen and heard in the Royal Garden. After speaking, she let out a long breath.

Du Jiyan was stunned, then he spread out a piece of rice paper, put the scriptures on a shelf, and started copying.

"Tell me, is this true?"

"maybe."

"Natian promised to murder his biological father?"

Du Jiyan nodded.

She didn't find it surprising that Tian Lingyue could do such a thing.

"Do you want to tell the Emperor about such a big thing?"

Du Jiyan shook his head.

The emperor had so many things to do all day long that he had no time to care about who was born and who died.Secondly, this matter has not been implemented yet, so if I rush to file a lawsuit, I will be accused of false accusation when the time comes.

"There are few people in the Royal Garden. They didn't notice you when you overheard these words." Du Jiyan put down his brush.

"I didn't find it. Speaking of which, I was lucky. There was only a low wall between me and them. They were plotting these things, and I didn't dare to move. But in the end something went wrong. I slipped and fell. Fortunately, the snow was heavy. The red plum trees covered me, and Tian Lingyue didn't see me."

Du Jiyan didn't believe it.It snowed heavily, and the Imperial Garden was completely white.

The plum blossoms are so bright that even a blind person can see them.

In addition, Shi Jing was wearing a green skirt, a green jacket, and a water-colored scarf. Such a striking color made him look like a walking green radish. Even if he fell down and lay on the ground, he was still a lying green radish. Even if the green radish was covered with Tian Lingyue can also see the red plum blossoms.

Shi Jing was missing a ruby ​​hairpin from his hair.

She said the snow was heavy, so wearing a ruby ​​hairpin would look better.

I went to the Imperial Garden for a stroll, but the hairpin was missing.

Shi Jing touched her whole body and then remembered that when she fell, the hairpin fell out and was right in front of her eyes. She forgot to pick it up.

Du Jiyan accompanied Shi Jing back to search and found the low wall, but there was no sign of the hairpin.

The hairpin is lost.

Tian Lingyue held the ruby ​​hairpin in her hand and watched it carefully.

Made of red gold, round and smooth, such a ruby ​​​​and such exquisite carving. Although it is not made by the palace, it is still made by a folk master. Such a hairpin costs at least 30 taels of silver, enough to feed her mother Zhang for several days. The medicine is enough for ordinary people to live for two years.

Among the beautiful ladies, only Shi Jing has such a good face.

I have seen Shi Jingdai before.

The cold hairpin lay in the palm of Tian Lingyue's hand. She stroked the hairpin repeatedly, feeling a little sour in her heart. She was such an unloved daughter and had Tian Guang's unfulfilled father. She had never worn such a hairpin in her more than ten years. Precious jewelry.

In the past, I just envied Shi Jing for being rich.

Now I feel more and more disgusted with Shi Jing.

Why is she everywhere, even in the imperial garden?

"Now that Master has seen her, why do you pretend not to see her?"

"Shi Jing is superficial. If you quarreled with me in the Royal Garden and let outsiders know, wouldn't I be exposed?"

"But master, Shi Jing clearly heard what you and the imperial concubine said, but I don't know how much she overheard. Will she go and report on the master?"

Tian Lingyue put the gem hairpin into the box and didn't care.

Ten days later, when Jingren Palace came to greet her, Tian Lingyue was wearing plain clothes and no jewelry. She only had a yellow flower on her temples and sat crying with red and swollen eyes.

"The New Year is coming soon. There are sacrifices and celebrations in the palace, and there are many people coming and going. Each palace should pay attention to its own palace." After the queen finished talking about this important event, she distributed the fruits to everyone, and she also showed off herself. Two pieces. Because the charcoal fire was burning, the palace was as warm as a spring day. The queen felt a little sleepy. She held her forehead and stabilized her mind: "Has the charcoal fire in each palace been distributed as usual by the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"Go back to my wife and distribute them all."

"Is it enough for daily use?"

"Go back to your Majesty, that's enough."

Everyone asked and answered questions in a polite manner, but Tian Lingyue's cry was a little abrupt.

Seeing how plainly Tian Lingyue was dressed, everyone couldn't help but whisper.

"Just a few days after moving to Changle Palace, Tian Yaosheng has lost a lot of weight. It hurts to cry so much. Naturally, he has offended the imperial concubine."

"It's Tian who promised to have a hard life and finally got favored. Why is he assigned to Changle Palace? Isn't that a thorn in the side of the imperial concubine?"

Du Jiyan ate the fruit calmly.

Shi Jing's contempt for Tian Lingyue was obvious. She was no longer willing to believe Tian Lingyue's tears. Tian Lingyue's image in her heart had collapsed.

The queen was kind-hearted and asked someone to prepare warm water in the side room for Tian Lingyue to wash her face before sitting back down.

"Tian promised, what's wrong? Is it because the charcoal fire is insufficient?"

"Go back to your Majesty, the charcoal fire is very strong."

"Are there not enough vegetables?"

"That's enough."

"What's wrong? Tian promised to cry so sadly."

"Back to my wife, this is a family matter." Tian Lingyue knelt down: "It's cold today and there are few pedestrians at night. On the way back to the house, my father accidentally fell into the moat and drowned."

"There is such a thing." The queen was stunned.

But then I thought about it, it was cold, there were few people, all the shops were closed early at night, the roads were slippery, and the water in the moat had swelled. It was so cold now that it would freeze to death within two seconds of falling in. It makes sense.I have heard of such things in previous years.

"Tian promised, I have a jar of chrysanthemum tea prepared here to reward you. Chrysanthemum tea can calm the mind, so please forgive me."

"Thank you, Queen." Tian Lingyue sobbed.

Shi Jing was still thinking that Tian Lingyue's father was indeed dead. His death was so strange. Could it be the fault of Tian Lingyue and Meng Yuzhu? Then Meng Yuzhu spoke: "Tian Lingyue, you are the queen of the palace now." , not only is your father’s daughter, but now there will be no death outside. If your father dies, the Ministry of Rites will naturally give you money to appease him as usual. You are crying and crying in the Queen’s Jingren Palace. Is it possible that everyone will let you know? Can't I cry with you?"

Tian Lingyue stopped crying and wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "The emperor already knew about this, and the Ministry of Rites gave the Tian family 100 taels of silver for burial as usual. He thought that I would serve him in the palace, and gave extra to my father. I was promoted to a higher level to express my condolences. The emperor also sent people to investigate. My father was drunk that day and stumbled into the moat. It was his own accident. It was also God's will. I shouldn't have lost my life in Jingren Palace, my mother's palace. If you lose your decency, please ask the Queen to punish you."

Tian Lingyue said sincerely, and she had just lost her father, who could punish him.

The queen could only comfort her.

After coming out of Jingren Palace, Shi Jing took Du Jiyan's arm and walked to Yongfu Palace together.

Shi Jing felt very weak under his feet, as if he were stepping on clouds.

"Tian Lingyue really killed her father." Shi Jing looked pale: "What a coincidence, she happened to be drunk and fell into the moat. Tian Lingyue must have found someone to push her father in."

If Tian Guang was murdered, then the person behind the scenes would naturally be the one who profited.

If Tian Guang dies, who will benefit?

Mrs. Zhang was Tian Guang's first wife before he became rich, and she was a serious lady in the house.

Even if she is sick on the bed now, it cannot change her status as the first wife.

According to the laws of Chen State, those concubines were just servants who could be sold.Although it was beautiful in the past, that was when Tian Guang was still alive. Now that Tian Guang is dead, Mrs. Zhang has the final say. She can find any reason to sell the concubine she doesn't like. It is reasonable and no one can say no.

There are also the children of Tian Guang's concubines. Once Tian Guang dies and his concubines are sold, you can imagine what will happen to them. If Chen Guozhong is a direct descendant, his concubines will not be able to inherit the title, let alone Tian Guang, a young concubine. Among the younger officials, Tian Lingyue was the direct daughter of the Tian family, and those who were born as concubines could only stand aside.

In the end, the only ones who benefited were Tian Lingyue and Zhang.

In the Palace of Taihe, the emperor ordered Du Jiyan to sleep with him.

The two of them were lying on the bed, holding hands behind their backs and thinking about their thoughts.

He didn't care what the nun and the eunuch who kept records outside were keeping track of. Anyway, he was used to it. After sleeping with him a few times, Du Jiyan was very familiar with the process.

"Du Jiyan, what are you thinking about?" the emperor asked.

"I am thinking about what the emperor is thinking about."

The emperor smiled and turned to look at her: "Have you heard that the father Tian promised is dead?"

"I heard about it. I heard that he slipped and fell into the lake city and drowned."

"Do you believe it was a mistake?"

"What does the Emperor think?"