Ninefold Purple

Dou Zhao felt that he might not live long.

People of the older generation often say that dreams lead to death, and dreams lead to death.

These days, she always dreamed that she was back when she was a child, sitting under the flower shelf full of wisteria flowers, swinging her two fat calves, and the white and fat wet nurse who looked like a steamed bun was feeding her.

As the wind blows, the drooping wisteria vines huddle together, and the piles of wisteria flowers make a sound, like a group of little girls whispering together.

She thought it was funny, so she ran over with a smile, grabbed a vine, and grabbed a wisteria flower in full bloom. [

The wet nurse chased after her: "Miss Si, be good, Master Qi will come back from the capital after eating this meal. Then I will bring Miss Si a lot of delicious food, as well as beautiful shoes and socks..."

Without even looking at the nurse, she avoided the silver spoon that the nurse extended, grabbed another vine and tore down a wisteria flower.

A clear and sweet female voice came from next to my ear: "What's wrong? Miss Fourth is disobedient again?"

As soon as the nurse heard the voice, she immediately turned around, bent her knees, bowed in the direction of the voice, and respectfully called "Grandma Seven".

She held the wisteria flower and rushed over: "Mother, mother..."

The young woman hugged her tenderly.

She showed the wisteria flowers in her hand to her mother as if offering a treasure.

The spring sun shines on the red gold buyao in the mother's hair and the bright red gold sleeve jacket, refracting dazzling light. The mother's body seems to be plated with a layer of gold leaf, which makes her eyes feel astringent, while the mother's Her face was melted in that golden halo, making her unable to see the expression clearly.

"Mother, mother..." She suppressed the soreness in her eyes and raised her head high, trying to see her mother clearly.

The mother's face became more and more blurred.

A little servant girl ran over and said happily: "Grandma Qi, Master Qi has returned from the capital!"

"Really!" The mother stood up in surprise and joy, lifted her skirt and ran out.

She ran after her with two short, fat legs: "Mother, mother!"

But the mother walked faster and faster, and she was about to disappear in the spring.

She got up in a hurry and yelled loudly at her mother's jumping back: "Mother, mother, Daddy didn't come back alone, he brought a woman with him! She will take your position as wife and force you to leave Throw yourself away, hang yourself..."

But for some reason, this crucial sentence lingered in her mind and on the tip of her tongue over and over again, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only watch helplessly as the figure of her mother gradually disappeared from her sight. inside.

She was so anxious that she ran around looking for her mother.

In the white light, there are a group of adults arguing endlessly.

She ran over. [

Pushing through the crowd, he asked anxiously, "Have you seen my mother? Have you seen my mother?"

They were all focused on arguing, and no one paid any attention to her.

Mother, where did you go?

She looked around blankly.

Suddenly, I saw a flower hall with fans inlaid with colored glaze. The door of the hall was half closed, as if someone was shaking.

Is the mother hiding there?

She ran over happily, and opened the fan with a "squeak".

Half of the bright red and gold Xiang skirt was shaking in the air. Under the skirt, two feet were exposed. One foot was wearing only snow-white silk stockings, and the other was wearing a bright red silk embroidered shoe embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water...

She screamed and woke up sweating profusely from her dream.

The object of entry is still the familiar octagonal palace lantern, standing quietly in the corner, emitting a bright yet soft brilliance.

There was a quiet sound in the room, and the eldest maid, Cui Leng, was sitting on the bedside bed and dozing off.

Dou Zhao took a deep breath.

It turned out that the scream was also in a dream!

She suppressed the panic in her heart.

With my illness, my family members were turned on their backs, especially the maids who served me personally. They were on duty day and night, and they didn't dare to blink. They must be extremely tired.

Dou Zhao didn't disturb Cui Leng, looking at the light in the corner, he couldn't help thinking of the dream just now.

She was one year and eleven months old when her mother died.I don't remember anything.If her mother's loyal servant, Tuoniang, hadn't found her later, she didn't even know how her mother died, so how could she know these details?

It can be seen that this is all she has thought about day and night, and after listening to Tuo Niang's words, she took it for granted and fabricated it!

Dou Zhao felt stuffy in his heart, so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, and couldn't help turning over.

The sound of cloth rubbing against each other was extraordinarily clear and loud in this silent night.

Cui Leng was awakened immediately, thinking that she fell asleep when she was on duty at night, and shouted "madam" in panic.

Dou Zhao comforted her with a smile and said, "I'm a little thirsty." [

"I'll pour you tea right now." Cui Leng jumped up, let out a long breath, and felt relieved.

Dou Zhao took a sip of hot tea and asked her, "What time is it now? Has Master Hou come back?"

"Just passed away." Cui Leng said in a nasty voice, "Master Hou, still, haven't come back yet." He looked very worried.

Dou Zhao's gaze couldn't help sinking.

She caught a cold when she went to admire the chrysanthemums at the house of Wei Yanzhen, the wife of her aunt Jing Guogong's son on the Double Ninth Festival, and then she had a fever.At first, no one took it seriously, including Dou Zhao.I thought I would get well after I invited the imperial doctor to take a few doses of medicine, but who knew that after a few doses of medicine, the disease not only did not get better, but became more serious. Ten days ago, I was bedridden, and the family panicked. Please The doctor, doing things, worshiping the Bodhisattva, made a lot of noise. Her husband Jining Hou Wei Tingyu even asked the maid to set up a couch through the screen, resting there every night, serving her tea.

Yesterday afternoon, Wang Qinghai, the fourth master of Ting'an Hou's family, came to look for Wei Tingyu. The two chatted outside for a long time.

Wang Qinghai, whose name is Dahe, and Wei Tingyu came from the same family of Gongqing. They grew up together. They both like riding and shooting and Cuju. They have a very good relationship. They often play polo, Cuju, hunting, and horse racing together.If it was normal, Dou Zhao would definitely not take it seriously and continue to sleep in her peaceful sleep.But just half a month ago, Wang Qinghai's father-in-law, Zhou Shaochuan, Bo Dongping, was confiscated by the emperor for embezzling ink and seized his title, and he was imprisoned. He was running around for his father-in-law, and she was afraid that Wei Tingyu would also get involved.

"You ask the woman on duty at the second door to go to the outer courtyard to see if Master Hou is resting in the study." Dou Zhao said worriedly, "If Master Hou is not in the study, just tell the person on duty at the gate. Invite him back to the room when you come back."

Cui Leng went away in response.

It was only a cup of tea, and she hurried back: "Ma'am, Master Hou is back!" She said, her tone paused, and she added, "Master Hou just came back from outside, as soon as he came back, he went straight to The madam is coming to the room."

"I see." Dou Zhao struggled to sit up.

Cui Leng was about to help her get back together again, when Wei Tingyu had already entered the inner room.

Although his thirties have passed, Wei Tingyu is not like those Dukes and Boqings who live well like him, either because of drinking and sex, his body is hollowed out and he looks sluggish, or because of pampering and pampering, he looks bloated and obese.He is tall and straight, with handsome and elegant features, quick movements, full of vitality in his gestures, and his expression is even better than when he was young. At first glance, he is only 25 or [-] years old, and he is a famous handsome man in Kyoto.

Seeing Dou Zhao sitting in his clothes, he was surprised and said, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

But Dou Zhao asked, "Why is Fourth Master Wang looking for Master Hou?"

"Oh!" Wei Tingyu's eyes dodged a little, "It's nothing, I'm just depressed, come to me for a drink..."

"Master Hou!" Dou Zhao couldn't help raising his voice, and interrupted Wei Tingyu's words unceremoniously, "Fourth Master Wang came to ask Lord Hou for help, right? Master Hou, have you ever thought about why Uncle Dongping came down?" The prison? If Master Hou waded into this muddy water, what trouble would he have if he got angry? Even if Master Hou did not take pity on his concubine, would Master Hou not care about her mother-in-law being old and the children still young? "

"Don't always treat me like a three-year-old child." Wei Tingyu laughed, "Uncle Dongping just said a few nonsense after drinking and touched the emperor's scales, so he was sent to prison. Don't say it is I'm here, who doesn't know even if it's all over the capital? Don't worry, I have my own opinion on this matter, and I won't drag you and the children down." The tone was rather perfunctory.

The current emperor is a great treasure through palace change, and he is most worried about other people discussing this matter in private.The so-called Dong Ping Bo's nonsense after drinking is probably because of this.

Having been married for more than ten years, Wei Tingyu's temperament is well known to Dou Zhao.

When he said that, Dou Zhao became even more worried, and insisted on Wei Tingyu making her a promise: "...you will not interfere with anything related to the Zhou family!"

Wei Tingyu became angry at what she said, and said displeasedly: "What do you mean? Dahe is my best friend. He is busy now, and I just sit and watch. Is he still a person?" Then he mocked, "Fortunately, Dahe You didn't ask me to ask my father-in-law, otherwise, wouldn't you want to capsize with me!"

Dou Zhao's father, Dou Shiying, was a bachelor in charge of the Hanlin Academy and a young Zhan Shi in the Zhan Shifu. He was only a fourth-rank official, but he was highly regarded by the emperor. He was often called into the palace by the emperor to give lectures to the prince and other princes.

Hearing these heartbreaking words, she was so angry that she almost lost her breath.

Wei Tingyu couldn't help feeling guilty when he saw this, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what Dahe wanted me for?" He couldn't help but stare angrily, and said angrily, "Song Mo, that bastard, actually took the Zhou family's Thirteenth Miss and Fourteenth Miss Keep it in the room!"

Dou Zhao turned pale with shock: "What about Mrs. Zhou?"

"Also in the mansion." Wei Tingyu's voice was like a gnat, and his expression was embarrassed.

Dou Zhao gasped.

Mrs. Zhou is the stepmother of Uncle Dongping and the niece of Cao Jie, commander of the Miyun Guard. She is only 32 years old this year and has an outstanding appearance. Lan, before it was too late, the proposer had already stepped through the threshold.

"If he abandons morality and resigns himself to power like this, does the emperor not care about it?"

Wei Tingyu sneered: "He killed his father and younger brother, and the emperor just punished him with three years' salary, dismissed him from his official position, and made him perform crimes and meritorious deeds. Do you think the emperor will blame him for this matter?"

Dou Zhao is silent.

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