Red Mansion Beijingwang

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Cuicui Temple.

A full moon hangs high in the sky, and its bright afterglow spreads down, reflecting on the willow tree with lush branches and leaves. The gently swaying willow branches are faintly sparkling, which is quite beautiful.

In front of the window under the willow tree, Miaoyu leaned against the window railing, her temples disheveled, her skin rosy, and her snow-white face flushed as if drunk under her willow-leaf eyebrows, her lips slightly pursed.

After pursing her pink lips, Miaoyu opened her beautiful eyes slightly, turned around and looked at the young man, her face was prepared, and she said softly: "What's wrong with you? Have you encountered any troubles?"

Somehow, Shui Rong suddenly came to her Longcui Temple, and without even drinking a sip of tea, he pulled her to the window to admire the moon. His words touched her heart, as if he was venting the depression in his heart.

I guess the boy had some troubles in his heart and had no one to talk to, so he took it out on her.

Shui Rong let out a soft sigh, the scent of sandalwood from Miaoyu lingering in his nose. He felt relieved and whispered, "Nothing, I just miss Master Miaoyu and want to discuss Zen with her."

This was just a casual remark. In fact, Shui Rong came to Longcui Temple because Prince Le controlled the palace. Although the civil and military officials did not dare to react excessively, their momentum was not inferior to that of Emperor Yongkang. They knelt in front of the warm room of Emperor Yongkang every day, and court meetings could not be held.

Nevertheless, King Nale really set his sights on the Wucheng Bingmasi and the Jingying in the western suburbs of the capital, and sent people to take over. However, because of Shui Rong's advance arrangements, the people sent were useless and were blocked by a soft knife.

In the palace, the situation became increasingly serious, making Shui Rong realize that a bigger storm was about to hit. For a moment, he didn't know how to judge and was under tremendous pressure.

Shui Rong, feeling depressed, came to the solemn Longcui Temple. He wanted to use Buddhism to calm his restlessness, but when he saw the dignified Master Miaoyu, he felt out of place and could not help but blaspheme.

Miaoyu was slightly angry when she heard this, but she was not a fool, so how could she not hear the perfunctory tone in Shui Rong's words.

Shui Rong originally took out his anger on her, thinking that he was in trouble and didn't want to care about it. Unexpectedly, after she showed concern, he just responded perfunctorily. He was just treating her like a tool!

Thinking of this, Miaoyu snorted and said, "Since Your Majesty wants to discuss Zen, what is this for?"

When Zen theory is applied to oneself, is this Zen principle?
Shui Rong chuckled and said, "Zen theory is just a matter of talking, and it won't delay anything. Why should you be so anxious, Master?"

"impatient?"

She was anxious. When had she ever been anxious?

Miaoyu's snowy face flushed red, her eyes were filled with shame and anger, and she was about to say something, but suddenly she felt her heart tremble, and the words that were about to come out were immediately choked back. She bit her pink lips tightly with her cherry-like pearly teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Stop it."

Let’s just enjoy the moon, it’s not over yet. What if outsiders find out?

At this time, Shui Rong and Miao Yu were in tune with each other, and he roughly understood Miao Yu's embarrassment. With tenderness flowing from her fingertips, Shui Rong said nonchalantly, "Master Miao Yu, everyone in the mansion knows the relationship between us. There is nothing to worry about."

To be honest, it seems that no one knows about his relationship with Miaoyu, but in fact everyone knows it, but they just don't say it out loud.

After all, they lived in the same mansion and saw each other every day. How could the changes in Master Miaoyu not be figured out by those who were interested?

Miaoyu was ashamed and angry when she heard this. She felt helpless and scolded: "I entered the Buddhist monastery to avoid the dust, but you polluted me."

In fact, Miaoyu was also aware of this. Apart from other things, when she met other girls in the mansion, she would occasionally encounter those strange eyes. Even among the servants in the mansion, it was not much better.

Although it was clear, as long as it was not said out loud, it was just a fig leaf so that Miaoyu would not feel embarrassed.

What the young man said really hit home.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, raised his hand and slapped him, and said with a smile: "Master, dare you say that it is all my fault? Master, are you not feeling well?"

As the saying goes, it takes two to tango. Shui Rong was wrong, but Miaoyu was not wrong?

Haha, when you drink the water you forget the person who dug the well. Master Miaoyu is taking advantage of the situation and still acting like a good kid.

Master Miaoyu's face was burning hot, and she felt the burning sensation on the plump and rounded breasts behind her. She felt extremely ashamed and annoyed, and cried out, "That's enough."

It would have been fine if he just let Shui Rong vent her anger, but he actually hit her. He was really asking for trouble.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard that. Under his delicate eyebrows, his sharp eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance. He immediately turned Miaoyu around and looked at Miaoyu's shameful and angry face. The corners of Shui Rong's mouth rose.

"What are you making trouble for?"

Meeting the young man's meaningful eyes, Miaoyu's heart trembled. She didn't even bother to spit and ask in a trembling voice, and a hint of panic flashed in her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows.

She knew this person well and knew that he was not a good person.

Sure enough, Shui Rong reached out and tore off his Taoist robe. His snow-white shoulders were reflected in the bright moonlight, his skin was translucent, and a small azure blue dress embroidered with lilies was revealed, which was exquisite.

Miaoyu's face was filled with shame and anger, and her two beautiful eyelashes stood up. She was about to scold him, but then she cried out softly and said angrily, "If you are angry, don't take it out on me."

This person has such a bad temper, he doesn't know the seriousness of the matter at all.

Shui Rong paused after hearing this, but he calmed down a bit, and said vaguely: "Master, is everything okay?"

Miaoyu knew that Shui Rong was trying to change the subject, but she was being lenient. She swallowed the bitter pill, closed her long eyelashes, and said softly, "I live in a nunnery, chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures every day, and occasionally drink tea with Xing Yuyan. Drinking tea and discussing Taoism is quite comfortable. There is no need for Your Majesty to worry."

In fact, the beginning of her relationship with Shui Rong was also about tasting tea and discussing philosophy, but the tea they tasted was fundamentally different and could not be compared.

Suddenly, Miaoyu's heart moved. She lowered her eyes and looked, only to find that she was like a puppet. Her snow-white face turned red, and her eyes were full of shame and anger.

This look is more like the puppy leaning against the tree I saw a few days ago. It's really shameful.

Shui Rong was unaware of his presence and said softly, "I haven't seen Yu Yan for a while. One day, you can host a party and invite her over. The three of us can drink tea and discuss philosophy together. That would be more lively."

Miaoyu cursed in her heart when she heard this, and snorted, "Your Majesty also knows that you haven't seen Sister Yanyan for a while. You only care about your own happiness and don't care about the pain in people's hearts."

It's a pity for him to say such things. If he really missed Xing Xiyan, he could go find her. What's the point of her expressing her longing in front of him now? Where did she go before?

Bullshit tea tasting, in the final analysis it is just to satisfy this person's selfish desires.

Shui Rong didn't comment upon hearing this, and said faintly: "I'm busy!"

Walking around in the backyard is also an extremely tiring job. Yuanchun, Tanchun, Qin Keqing, Baochai, Daiyu and Concubine Beijing, which one doesn't need his comfort?

Besides, apart from these, there are three more teams of sisters and it’s really hard to handle them all.

"Humph."

Miaoyu snorted coldly, not bothering to expose Shui Rong's specious excuse, but her sparkling eyes stared straight at the young man, her meaning was self-evident. You are busy, do you think that I, a poor nun living alone in the nunnery, don't know?
Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he saw this, raised his hand and slapped her, saying: "Master, you are too proud and can't tell the difference between the primary and the secondary."

Miaoyu's snow-white face turned red as fire, her eyes were full of shame and anger, and a bit of surprise. She didn't expect that Shui Rong would slap her, and the burning touch was clearly visible.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

At this moment, a voice came from outside the nunnery, which frightened Miaoyu so much that she could not care about anything else. She said in panic, "Someone is coming. What should I do?"

I just said not to be discovered, and now someone comes, and I'm in such an embarrassed state. I'm so embarrassed.

Shui Rong frowned, spoke softly, stared at Miaoyu's flustered face, and said with a smile: "Okay, what are you afraid of? Just don't make a sound."

As he said that, Shui Rong shouted, "Xiao Fuzi, why are you making so much noise? Are you itching for trouble?"

This shrill voice was obviously Xiao Fuzi's voice. Her noise ruined his mood and she really deserved a beating.

Xiao Fuzi outside the door was anxious and hurriedly reported: "Your Majesty, the Prince of Nan'an and the people in the palace are here. They said they have something important to discuss with you. Please come over."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his heart paused slightly.

It is not surprising that people in the palace are looking for him, but the Prince of Nan'an has to be on guard, especially since he is with those people in the palace, it can be basically concluded that they are Prince Le's men.

After all, the Prince of Nan'an is close to Prince Le. Now, it seems that the Prince of Nan'an has made the decision to follow the dragon!
Alas, although military honors are said to be one, human hearts are complicated, and it is normal to go separate ways for the sake of interests.

After a long silence, Shui Rong said calmly, "Okay, go tell them that I am doing some work and ask them to wait for a while. I will come over when I am done."

"Ah, this"

Xiao Anzi looked embarrassed. They were people from the palace, so how could the prince still have the mind to do his business?

"You can't hear what the king says."

When Shui Rong heard Xiao Fuzi's hesitant voice, his face immediately turned cold and he started to scold her. There was an inexplicable chill in his voice that penetrated deep into her bones.

A servant should act like a servant. He should do whatever you are told to do and you are not allowed to interfere.

Xiao Fuzi's heart trembled, knowing that she had said the wrong thing. Her face turned pale and she hurriedly replied, "Yes, I will do it right away."

After Xiao Fuzi left, Miaoyu said in a trembling voice, "My Lord, why don't you go and take a look."

She was also convinced. All the people in the palace had come, and this gentleman was still willing to do "business". Especially when Xiao Fuzi was reporting, Shui Rong seemed to be more and more interested and acted recklessly.

If I didn't have self-control, I would have been discovered long ago.

Shui Rong shook his head, raised his hand to pick up Miaoyu, and placed her on the window railing. He said in an inexplicable tone: "I know what they are here for. Ignore them for now. It is more important to do business."

To be honest, if it were a normal situation, facing someone in the palace, I guess Shui Rong would just pull up his pants and go to meet him.

However, the current situation is urgent, and the other party is well prepared. Their purpose is obvious, so Shui Rong doesn't take it too seriously and doesn't need to let himself suffer.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong said no more. The soft fragrance flowed through his fingertips, and the sandalwood fragrance lingering in his nose was refreshing.

Miaoyu originally wanted to give some advice or two. After all, she was a nun and it would not be good for her to have the reputation of being a flatterer of her master. But just as she was about to speak, she was met with a violent storm and had to swallow her words back.

At this moment, Miaoyu was in a trance, her snow-white face was flushed as if she was drunk, her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly closed, and she could not feel her nose humming.

She was fine with flattering her master, but she had already become corrupted when she was drinking tea and discussing philosophy with Shui Rong.

The wind and rain gradually subsided. Shui Rong packed up and walked leisurely towards the flower hall. His steps were calm and peaceful. He was not in a hurry at all and he didn't care at all.

When he arrived at the flower hall, he saw the Prince of Nan'an and the palace eunuchs sitting on the yellow rosewood chairs. They greeted him, "Uncle Nan'an is here. I hope you will forgive me for my neglect."

Prince Nan'an frowned. Although he was dissatisfied with Shui Rong's neglect, this was not the time to worry about it, so he said politely, "It's okay. This is Eunuch Li, and he has brought the imperial edict."

Shui Rong took a look at the imperial edict in Eunuch Li's hand, his eyes fixed, and said seriously: "Then please wait a moment, Eunuch, I will prepare it now."

Receiving an imperial edict is not something you can do casually. You have to burn incense and bathe to show respect.

Prince Nan'an waved his hand and said, "In an emergency, we must make decisions based on our own urgency. There is no need to go through so much trouble. Just read out the imperial edict directly."

After that, the Prince of Nan'an made a gesture, and Eunuch Li directly unfolded the imperial edict and read it aloud: "By the will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees..."

After hearing the contents of the imperial edict, Shui Rong's face sank. The content of the imperial edict was very simple, that is, Shui Rong was removed from the position of commander-in-chief of the Central Army Commandery and replaced by Prince of Nan'an.

The Central Military Governor's Office guards the capital and can mobilize troops in the capital, making it of great importance.

First it was the Bingmasi, then it was the Jingying, and now it is his own position. He is going too far. He really thinks Shui Rong dare not turn against him. The worst that can happen is that he will purge the court.

Eunuch Li stepped forward, with his back to Prince Nan'an, and held up the imperial edict. He clenched his fingertips on the scroll and said, "Prince Beijing, please accept the edict!"

Shui Rong's heart moved, and he took it calmly, clenched his palm, his eyes slightly focused, and said calmly: "I accept the order."

Seeing Shui Rong's cooperation, the Prince of Nan'an nodded with satisfaction. After saying a few polite words, he said no more, as if he was eager to take over the Central Army Governor's Office.

After the two men left, Shui Rong spread out the imperial edict. When he saw the tiger-shaped jade plate hidden inside the edict, his pupils shrank slightly.

This is a military token that can be used to mobilize troops.

I originally thought that Eunuch Li was Prince Le's man, but now it seems that Prince Le has trusted the wrong person. If Prince Le gets control of the military command, things will be difficult.

Shui Rong's eyes flashed as he clenched the military token in his hand.

Prince Le and Prince Nan'an thought that they could take control of the Central Army Governor's Office by removing themselves from the post of governor. What a joke! They couldn't do it even without the military token, let alone now that they have the military token in their hands.

Now that he has the military token in his hand, he can mobilize troops with justification.

If you let Prince Le ascend the throne, you will suffer the consequences.

Well, let's have a legitimate purge of the emperor's court. (End of this chapter)