Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 818 Encounter on the street (seeking a monthly ticket)

It stands to reason that the Hu family has made great contributions, so it is time for Hu Zizhi to show her face.

Zhong Weiwei thought for a while, and said to Chonghua: "Your Majesty, I wonder if Concubine Hui's illness is better?"

Chonghua understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "I've been busy recently, so I haven't had time to ask, the empress can figure it out, the harem is handed over to you, and it's only important to give birth to the prince."

It means that you are in charge of the entire harem, and Hu Zizhi is also under your control, but these are secondary, and raising a baby is a major issue. If anyone dares to be careless and disturb the queen's raising a baby, then wash it off. Clean neck and wait to die.

All the concubines understood it, and they lost their minds even more, but they felt sad in their hearts. When they were young, they wanted to stay widowed. Why?

Zhong Weiwei didn't care about their thoughts, she couldn't do anything except greet them with delicious food and drinks.If you want everyone to be happy, then you have to give up your husband to share, and there is still a fight, whoever has a son, I don't have one, and if I have a son, I have to fight again, who will be the heir apparent.

According to the rules, he performed the ceremony meticulously, rewarded him, sent Chonghua away, sent everyone to retreat, and then sent the imperial physician to see Hu Zizhi.

After finishing the arrangement, he was about to go out. Seeing that Lu Chun was still waiting, he beckoned her to go: "What's the matter?"

Lu Chun handed over an apology booklet and said in a low voice: "The concubine's family has committed a serious crime and dare not intercede. It's just that these two younger brothers and sisters are young and innocent. Please give them a chance to start a new life."

This is also what Chonghua promised Lu Chun at the beginning, to keep the blood of the Lu family.

Zhong Weiwei thought that there must be Lu Pingting's name in it, but when he opened it, it turned out that it was actually the two youngest siblings, Lu Wan, who was only seven years old, and Lu Xingqing, who was five years old.

Zhong Weiwei was a little surprised, and kindly reminded: "Is it wrong?"

According to the crimes committed by the Lu family, the offshoots who did not participate and did not know about it would probably be able to escape, but the immediate family members could not escape death, and the female family members could not escape the fate of being sold and exiled.

Lu Wan and Lu Xingqing are still young, at most they will be exiled, there is always a chance of surviving, and the Lu family wants to keep their blood, Lu Xingqing is too young, he is likely to die young, so it is really not the first choice.

It is better to choose the older Lu Pingting and other males over ten years old and under 15 years old. This can not only save Lu Pingting from fire and water, but also allow the males to survive, grow up smoothly, and continue their blood.

Lu Chun knew that Zhong Weiwei had good intentions, so he didn't play sloppy with her, and said freely: "Mr. Lu has offended too many people these years, and the younger ones have a better life than the older ones."

That's all for now, let's not talk about the rest.

Zhong Weiwei suddenly understood.

Lv Pingting is both talented and beautiful, and there are countless people who are staring at her. Even if she is saved this time, she will not escape the fate of being kidnapped by force, and her life may be even more miserable.

The older men couldn't survive even more. The emperor said that you were allowed to live, but those who participated in the eradication of the Lu family were still preventing the Lu family from resurging, and tried every means to kill them.

It's better to keep the two ignorant children, less people are on guard, and the empress will feel pitiful and willing to help and protect them.When I grow up, this matter has faded a lot, and the possibility of living in peace is even greater.

This is the most sensible approach, but also the most ruthless.

Zhong Weiwei glanced at Lu Chun, full of admiration for her, the times make heroes, and Lu Chun was not born at the right time, otherwise, with this kind of heart, no one can beat her in this palace.

Lu Chun had already put away that heartless and arrogant appearance, and bowed respectfully to Zhong Weiwei to leave: "I am willing to serve Your Majesty and the Empress in the palace for the rest of my life."

After saluting, he got up and went out.

Aunt Qian said with emotion: "I really understand people very thoroughly. Knowing her appearance, ability and status, it is absolutely impossible for her to leave the palace. She simply expressed her heart as soon as possible. It is a good thing."

Zhong Weiwei responded, and asked someone to send Lu Chun's apology to Chonghua, and she went to the palace of the princess protecting the country with ease.

The carriage passed by the street near the Princess Huguo's Mansion, and a team of lion dancers came head-on. Fang Jian ordered the team to stop by the side of the road, and asked Zhong Weiwei: "Do you want to see it? This is the last show Performed."

Zhong Weiwei saw that Xiaotang and the others were all in high spirits, so he said, "Then let's see, there can be no delay."

Rolling up a corner of the car curtain and watching through the car window, Fang Jian made someone whisper a few words to the leader, and the lion dancer stopped, pulled out all the stops, and gave a good performance.

This lion dancer was carefully recruited by Jian Wu. His skills were very strong, and his performance was wonderful, which aroused applause.

Zhong Weiwei confessed to Fang Jian in a low voice: "It's snowing hard, give me some bounty and wine to warm up, but don't give it at this time, give it after I leave, so as not to cause chaos and suspicion."

Fang Jian said: "You're right." Bowing to move away, Zhong Weiwei suddenly felt a line of sight from the opposite side hit him directly, and if there was substance, he also raised his eyes to look.

Among the crowd watching the lion dance on the opposite side, there was a woman in red standing pretty, with a red cloak and a red skirt, tall, with white skin, two thick long eyebrows slanting upwards, and a pair of eyes. Black and bright.

Not only clothes are conspicuous, but people are also conspicuous.

The wind and snow, the bustling crowd, and the lively lion dance were all suppressed by her radiance alone.

Zhong Weiwei sighed in admiration, and said to Fang Jian: "Look at that woman opposite, I haven't seen such a good talent for many years."

Fang Jian also looked up, and said with a smile: "He is indeed a good talent. You should go down to the government to inquire about it, ask who is the daughter of the family, and tell Uncle Guo."

Zhong Weiwei laughed: "I don't remember anyone in Beijing who can afford such an outstanding girl, Qiu Mao, she is not the same as her, and I can't help it, so let it be."

Fang Jian was surprised: "Why can't I hold back? How can a sister not help my younger brother to speak up?"

Zhong Weiwei said: "If I say no, I won't. Hush...don't say it, she found out that we are talking about her." He smiled friendly at the woman in red.

The woman in red nodded slightly to her, very arrogant.

Fang Jian didn't like it: "You are so young, so arrogant, and you don't think your character is very good. You are far behind."

Zhong Weiwei smiled when he heard his obviously angry words, and ordered people to move on: "It's getting late, don't delay."

Fang Jian ordered people to drive away the crowd, urged the chariots and horses to move on, and after walking not far, if he felt something, he looked back and saw that the woman in red was no longer among the crowd.

I hurriedly searched, only to see that the woman in red had already reached the corner of the street, and beside her were two men, one tall and strong, and the other wrapped in a cloak so that she couldn't see her figure clearly.

Fang Jian always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

(End of this chapter)